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Chapter 10
Regan
After his boss had scalded him in front of everyone at work, Jamie called to change our plans. I was all set for a real meal at Luciano’s. Instead of overpriced Italian food, we’re sitting on the couch in Jamie’s apartment, eating pizza from the box on the coffee table and playing his video game.
As much as I would have liked the fancy date, this one is much better. It’s also our third date if you want to get technical. Which means sex. And I’m slightly nervous. More like ready to puke.
“How did you do that?” Jamie shakes his head at me with a curious look in his eyes. “Do you know how long it took me to map out that sequence, and you just crushed it in five minutes.”
I shrug, a smirk already on my lips. “I’m just that good. What can I say?”
“I can’t believe a girl outplayed me.” He glances down at the controller in his hand, confused. “I need to make a few tweaks to the game.”
“Isn’t that why you call me Foxy?” I say proudly. “Because I always have a trick up my sleeve.”
Settling into the cushion next to me, Jamie drops the remote on the table and pulls me into his chest. “You’re about ten times sexier than you were five minutes ago.”
“Oh, is that so?” I laugh against his lips as he presses his to mine. “And how did I manage to do that?”
“You were speaking my language the entire time you were kicking my ass.”
“I was?” My tone indicates a question, not a statement. “What did I say that was your language?”
My nipples harden as he runs his hands down my bare arms, feeling his way down my body. With his mouth so close to mine, every breath makes my body tremble. I was nervous about tonight, but I am so ready to give Jamie all of me.
“When I mentioned storage space, you started talking about hard drives. Something about that conversation turned me on, and then you had to go and beat my team.”
“Hard drives,” I whisper against his lips, as I slide my hand up his thigh. “I bet you have a hard one…just for me.”
My comment is so stupid that we both laugh but only for a second. He covers my hand with his, so I can feel exactly what I have done to him.
He breathes against my lips and rubs my jaw with his thumb as he cradles my face in his hand. “Keep saying shit like that, Regan.”
The sexual tension between us is so thick that the anticipation of what’s to come sets my skin on fire.
“Hard. Drives.” I annunciate each word, a smile crossing my lips.
Before I can finish the rest of my computer speak, Jamie’s lips crash against mine, and his tongue slips inside my mouth as he pulls my head closer, stroking my cheek the entire time, as he deepens the kiss. Without breaking away from him, I climb onto his lap, my knees digging into the couch and my thighs molding around his.
Jamie threads his fingers through my hair to pull me to him. Our kisses are so rough and animalistic, unlike the tender, more passionate kisses we’ve shared in the past. Jamie wants this. I want this. He doesn’t waste time removing my shirt and bra, and then he’s sucking on my nipple while massaging my other breast with his hand. Jamie is working wonders on me with his mouth, making me dripping wet. So wet my juices are ready to spill down my leg.
Feeling beneath his T-shirt shirt, my hands travel over his sculpted stomach, and my fingers work on getting the button of his jeans open so I can slide my hand through the slit in his boxers. I laugh to myself when I think of his shirt. When I’d walked through the door earlier, I had made fun of him for a few minutes because his shirt says I know HTML. At first, I thought that was a normal super nerd thing to wear, until I noticed it says in smaller print How to Meet Ladies, and we had a good chuckle over it. That’s just one of the silly things about Jamie that lured me in from the beginning. Now, he’s all mine.
Jamie stops kissing me long enough to remove his shirt and lift his hips to push his pants and boxers down far enough that I can grab hold of his cock. He’s big, not like porn star huge, but big enough that my hands seem small in comparison. With each stroke, I pick up my pace, and with each groan of pleasure, I get the hang of how fast he likes it.
He tilts his head back against the couch cushion and twists his fingers through my hair. “Fuck, Regan,” he mumbles.
I slide off him and onto the sofa, getting on my knees as I lean over him, still stroking his length. I lower my mouth and lick the tip, testing him to gauge his reaction. I love seeing the facial expressions he makes as my tongue glides along his sensitive skin.
He makes a hissing noise that’s so fucking hot I can feel my juices sliding further down my thigh. Holding my head in place, Jamie grips my hair tighter, as he comes in my mouth. The noises he makes when he comes, including my name on his lips, I swear is hot enough to make me come on the spot.
I barely have enough time to swallow before his hands are on me. Jamie pushes me onto the couch, and my back lands flat against a wall of pillows. After removing his shoes and pants, he climbs on top of me, separating my thighs with his hand. The skirt I have on allows him easy access. I wore it on purpose so that nothing would come between us.
He slides the material up my legs, peels back my panties, and slips his finger inside me, drawing it back for a second to shove another one inside my slickness. Quickening his pace, he circles my clit with his thumb, and I tighten my grip on his fingers.
Jamie dips his head down, lowering himself between my legs, with his fingers still pushing further inside me.
“Jamie,” I moan, biting hard enough on my bottom lip to draw blood when his tongue rolls over my clit.
