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I gasped as his fingers dipped deeper inside me. “Yes, please.”

“Walk your hands down lower,” he said. “Bend at the waist, give me your ass,” he said, backing away from me.

I flipped my hair over my shoulder, and did as he asked, watching him strip his own clothes off in the distance. Once he was naked, his hands found my waist again. His palms brushed over my back in broad sweeping strokes. His fingers pressed into my skin, and I shivered.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked, tracing his fingers over the fabric covering my sex.

“Yes,” I said, struggling to see him looming over me.

“Keep your eyes forward,” he warned, hooking his fingers through the fabric at my hips.

I turned my head straight again as he tugged my thong down to my ankles. He helped one foot out, and then the next. His fingers skimmed over the backs of my thighs. “Spread your legs a little wider.”

I didn’t hesitate, and the moment he was satisfied with my position, his mouth was there, where I wanted him most. His tongue moving over my flesh, quick and precise, lapping up the evidence of my need for him. My grip on the bedpost tightened, and my back arched.

Jamie grabbed my ass hard, and then plunged a finger inside me without warning. My body clenched around him, and I whimpered.

“Let me hear you,” he said, adding another finger, stroking my insides until it became impossible for me to stand still.

“Jamie, please,” I gasped, leaning into his hand.

He slapped me hard on the ass and began pumping his fingers inside me quicker than before. I yelped, and my toes dug into the rug, but as my body climbed higher and higher toward release, I just couldn’t release.

“Let go,” he said, rising to his feet again. “Come for me.”

His other hand found my clit, and he began working me from every angle he could. My body rose again, higher and higher toward the pinnacle. I closed my eyes, trying to lean into the sensation, and then just as the buildup threatened to be too much, he slapped my ass again, hard enough that my orgasm ripped through my body, and my knees wobbled.

Jamie caught me before I could fall, and he guided me over to the bed. He laid me down on the edge, turning me on my side, and he brushed the hair from my face. “Good girl. So good. I’m gonna make this so good for you.”

“As long as it’s you,” I panted. “Then it will be perfect.”

He wrapped a hand around my thigh, and hesitated, poised to thrust.“Eve.”

Something was wrong. His gaze had shifted from molten to conflicted. Carefully shifting, I slid my legs around his waist and sat up, hooking my legs around his hips. “What’s wrong?”

“I was going to be rough with you again, but I…” He shook his head. “Eve, I know we’re mates, and that’s one thing, but I’m falling in love with you, and all I want to do right now is actually take my time with you for once. To go slow, and worship you.”

His words rang in my ears.Falling in love with me?My heart throbbed awkwardly against my ribs. Tears gathered in my eyes. That was the label I’d been searching for. It explained exactly how I felt. I knew it wasn’t quite love yet, I was still getting to know him, but it was pretty damn close. Taking his face between my hands, I smiled. “I’m falling in love with you too, and I’ll be with you no matter if it’s rough, soft, fast, slow. As long as it’s you.”

Jamie touched his forehead against mine and exhaled a long breath. “Good.”

“It’d better be,” I chuckled.

Catching my chin between his fingers, he tilted my face up to his and pressed a deep languid kiss to my lips. It was soft, and slow. But I melted into him, and we fell into the bed together. He lifted me further on the bed so we were both safely on the mattress, and sank into me at an agonizingly slow pace. With every kiss, he thrust, telegraphing his love, his want, his need for me, and I tried desperately to do the same relishing in the slow climb of coiling tension.

My release rolled through me, catching me by surprise, and I clung to him, our bodies slick with sweat. He kissed me one more time, and then tucked his face against my neck, picking up the pace until he finally emptied himself inside me.

Jamie’s body relaxed, and he rolled over, pulling out of me. His arm snaked beneath my shoulders, and he pulled me to his side, so my head naturally rested on his chest.

He kissed my forehead. “Sleep a little while you can, because in a few minutes, I think I’m going to want to do that again.”

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