Page 98 of Take Her On

“For later,” Jamie commented, slinking back towards her.

“Is that so?”

“Yes. If you still want to.”

“I do.”

She placed herself between Maya’s legs, spreading her thighs apart, before undoing her shirt buttons. Maya found herself lost in the movement, the sound of her own breathing ringing in her ears.

“I want to take my time with you,” Jamie said as she undressed her, shifting the shirt over Maya’s shoulders, and taking in the skin on display. She undid the clasp of her bra and discarded that behind her too, leaving Maya’s top half exposed. Goosebumps spread over her chest and arms, though she wasn’t cold. Jamie dropped to her knees, popping open the buttons on her jeans and slowly inching down the zipper.

Maya inhaled, feeling herself pulse.

Jamie’s hands brushed up her thighs, stopping just centimetres away from where Maya wanted them most. She felt herself get wetter. The sight of Jamie on her knees…her hands rubbing the tops of her thighs…fingertips dipping down the inside of her groin…Maya bit her lip. Her clit throbbed in anticipation.

When Jamie seized the waistband of her jeans, she lifted her hips so she could tug them down her legs. Sitting in her underwear, she leaned back on her hands, letting Jamie soak in the sight. Jamie’s gaze dropped to the crotch of her pants, and she fell to her knees again. She inched closer, her breath tickling every nerve ending. Maya fisted the duvet in her hands, desperate for her to touch her.

Jamie’s eyes met hers. How fucking perfect she looked with her head between her thighs. Her tongue flicked out, brushing Maya through the thin layer of her underwear.

“Jamie, don’t play with me,” she hissed.

“When you gotta work for something, it’s a bigger reward, right?”

I knew those words would come back to haunt me. Maya cursed, and Jamie laughed, her breath against her, making her squirm even more.

“I hate you.” The words came out in a strained exhale.

She sucked Maya’s clit through the fabric, and Maya fisted the sheets harder. She broke contact far too quickly, and Maya groaned. “If I were you, I’d be really, really nice to me,” Jamie said.

Maya caught her gaze, breath catching in her throat. “What do you want?”

“I want all of you,” she said softly, her fingers curling around her neck. “I don’t want you to hold back.” She kissed her, gentle and warm, with enough tongue to make Maya’s stomach hit the floor. She broke the kiss, looking deep into Maya’s eyes. “I want you to give me everything. I want all of you, Maya. Everything.”

Maya swallowed. The notion of giving herself to someone completely was foreign. There was always a piece she wanted to keep hidden, stored away somewhere no one could reach it. She used to think that was because of Carly. That she never gave herself in her entirety because parts of her belonged to her first love. But that wasn’t true—it was Maya’s own fear stopping her. The fear of not being in control. The fear of getting hurt.

Looking into Jamie’s deep blue eyes, a unique warmth rushed from her head to her toes, filling up all the spaces. She caressed her cheek, brushing her thumb over her perfect bottom lip. “I’m all yours.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Jamie grinned, ducking to press her smile into Maya’s thigh.

Maya laughed, cupping her face in her hands and kissing her again. “You’re very cute when you go all shy.”

“I’m not. Dammit. Now I’ve lost my mojo. I had you right where I wanted you.”

Maya gestured to herself, sitting completely naked on the bed bar her underwear. She squeezed Jamie between her thighs. “I’m not going anywhere.”

They locked eyes. “Right.” The mood shifted again. Jamie pushed Maya’s thighs apart, lowering her face. The shallow dusting of her breath against her clit made Maya want to scream, but she bit her lip, watching as Jamie slid the crotch of her pants to the side. Her lips brushed over the length of her and then her tongue slid out, gliding over her opening. Maya collapsed back onto the bed as she plunged deeper. All she could do was grasp at the back of Jamie’s head and groan as the feeling consumed her.

Jamie reached under her, pulling Maya’s arse closer to her greedy mouth. Her warm lips and tongue worked together perfectly to draw whimpers from her throat, her fingers digging into Maya’s thighs, pushing herself deeper.

Maya’s other hand pressed hard into Jamie’s shoulders. “Your tongue feels amazing,” she murmured, pulling her gaze from the ceiling to watch her. Her belly twinged as Jamie’s eager tongue diverted to her clit, swirling hot, wet circles that made her curse. Her legs started to quiver beneath her hands.

To Maya’s dismay, Jamie’s pace slowed. Her gaze found hers, pinning her in place. She felt each slow, torturous flick of her tongue tenfold. Then Jamie pulled back, giving her a dazzling smile, her face glistening.

Maya panted, both annoyed and turned on by the sight of Jamie’s devilish grin. She missed it between her legs.