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ChapterTwenty
I madeit about as far as the hall just beyond the stairs before I had to stop. I drank a little bit more than I thought and the room was spinning. I leaned against the wall to keep myself upright, frowning. Why was I so warm right now?
Jaime grabbed my arm, spinning me to face him. Unfortunately for me, I didn’t have the kind of balance I normally would and I toppled into his arms. Taking way too long to right myself, I took note of the rock hard muscles of his chest as I steadied myself against him. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him from what I could feel. When I finally lifted my gaze past those pouty lips just begging for a kiss and locked eyes with him, he growled, shoving me against the wall. His lips descended onto mine and he pressed himself against me and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why we should stop right now.
Sliding my hand into his silky hair, I gripped it and dragged him closer, moaning into his mouth when he palmed my ass and ground himself against me. Laughter from the dining room caught our attention and I finally ripped my mouth from his, panting. There was no one but us in the hallway for now but it wasn’t going to stay that way. Jaime must’ve been thinking the same thing because he grabbed my hand and dragged me away. And because I’ve been drinking, I followed him without question.
We moved down the long hallway and up some stairs in the back to the second floor. I couldn’t really pay attention to where he was bringing me because he kept glancing over his shoulder and grinning at me and those stupid adorable dimples kept popping up. I wanted to lick them which was an odd thought for me. A door opened and closed but the lights were off and the limited light from outside wasn’t enough for me to really look around. Not that it mattered. He shoved me up against the door and resumed his assault on my mouth and all my thoughts scattered.
It’s been a long time since someone touched me and I found myself starved for it. His hands moved over me and I whimpered, cursing the layers between us. Once again he must’ve been thinking the same thing because he shrugged off his jacket without releasing my lips and my heartrate picked up a few beats.
We were both clumsy, trying to strip one another while continually getting in each other’s way. When I started laughing Jaime joined me, muffling his snickers against my neck. I only settled when he claimed my lips again, his hands in my hair that he’d pulled free from the bun. He spun me around and walked me backwards until the back of my knees hit a soft surface and I fell back onto a bed. Oh, he’s a smart man.
Pulling myself up farther onto the bed, I dragged him with me, making him laugh again as he stumbled and fell on top of me. My whole body lit up feeling him pressed against me and he used the move to his advantage, slipping the straps of my bra over my shoulders so he could pull the cups aside. He didn’t hesitate to draw my nipple into his mouth and I arched into it, letting out a moan.
He released me with a pop, his voice low and gritty as he spoke to me in the dark. “Do that again. I like hearing the noises you make.”
I wanted to be embarrassed but he switched sides and sucked hard and I gave him exactly what he wanted, moaning and gripping his hair to keep him there. He didn’t disappoint. The farthest he strayed was to switch sides over and over until I was almost pleading for him to do more. I’m not the begging type though. Instead, I shoved him away and rolled us, straddling him when he landed on his back. It was too dark to see him so I relied mostly on touch, which was a lot more fun than I expected. I trailed my hands down the deep cuts of his muscles, dragging his boxer briefs down with him lifting his hips to help me. He hissed when I wrapped my hand around his erection, thrusting himself into my palm.
“Fuck, Bex…”
I absolutely hate that nickname so in punishment I stroked him roughly. I didn’t think he’d like it so much but he let out a shout and jerked in my hand and when I swiped my thumb over the head of his erection, he was leaking precum. Heat flooded my system knowing I got him so riled up and when I did it again, his back actually arched off the bed.
“Please!” he shouted.
Shock rolled through me. It wasn’t me that was begging, it was him, and it was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced. I couldn’t help keeping up the torment just to hear him babble and plead with me.
“Rebecca, oh god, baby you gotta stop… Please…I’m gonna come…”
I didn’t want that so I finally released him, giving him a second to catch his breath. Listening to him fall apart made me burn from the inside out and I was soaking my panties, I was so hot for him. Shedding my last piece of clothing, I straddled him again, rubbing myself against him. He groaned, bucking underneath me, and I bit my lip. I wished I could see him, it was the only thing missing right now. I wanted to see the face that matched those desperate noises, wanted to watch him as he writhed beneath me, his fingers digging into my thighs.
Reaching between us, I lined him up at my entrance, teasing myself with gentle swipes against my core. He moaned, doing his best to stay still and let me control things, but his grip on my legs tightened and I could feel the tension in his muscles.
Done torturing him, I let him slip inside me, moaning as I sank down on him. His breath quickened and when I rocked against him, his growl tapered off into a groan.
“Shit. You’re fucking perfect. You feel so good.”
His words only spurred me on and I lifted almost all the way off him before dropping back down. He shouted and I felt him twitch inside of me. He was close. The thought thrilled me and I did the move again just to feel him as he fought off his release.
The more I moved, the hotter I felt. It spread through my body and settled in my lower belly. Jaime’s groans and writhing movements notched it up until it exploded through me like an inferno out of nowhere. Waves of hot pleasure slammed into me over and over again.
“Jaime!”
My body tightened and pulsed around him and set him off. He bucked beneath me and let out a ragged groan, his hips moving at small intervals as he rode out his release.
Collapsing against his chest, I fought to catch my breath. My heart was pounding so hard I would’ve been surprised if Jaime couldn’t hear it. Little aftershocks went off at random intervals, making me gasp and shiver until he softened enough to slip out. Once my system settled, exhaustion slammed into me. I knew I needed to get dressed and get home but my eyes slipped shut and I figured a quick nap wouldn’t hurt.
* * *
I wokeup confused and beyond hungover. Where the hell was I?
Pushing myself up, the room spun and my stomach flipped. I worried for a second that I was going to be sick but it settled after a minute. When I finally blinked open my eyes, I had to squint against the light streaming into the room. That’s weird, my room faces west, not east. I never woke with the sun.
My brain was sluggish, trying to figure out what the hell was going on, so when someone moved beside me, I could only look down dumbly. I was faced with the sculpted plains of Jaime’s back and the reality of what happened last night hit me like a freight train. Oh. FUCK.
Shock and horror left me frozen as I stared down at him. We had sex. In the middle of a dinner party. At my boss’s house. And I slept over. I’m. So. Fucked!
Scrambling off the bed, I looked around for my clothes, pulling them on as quickly and quietly as I could. I didn’t want to wake Jaime and face the embarrassment right now. I grabbed my heels and snuck out of the room, grimacing as I closed the door as quietly as possible.
