Page 33 of He Loves Me Lots


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“Touch yourself for me, Jasmine. Show me that little pussy getting so wet I can see my face in it,” he orders me.

Both my hands shoot south as if his eyes have them on strings.

I open myself for him, feeling myself properly for the first time ever. Every low groan and growl from James only makes me want to show him more.

His jaw clenches, and all that control he’s had for so long is slipping along with his zipper.

I feel my eyes widen, and two of my own fingers shamelessly start to fuck myself as I watch James free his towering erection from his pants. His head rolls back with a deep moan before his penetrating eyes snap back to mine.

“James,” I whisper, needing him so much it hurts inside, but able to see now why he wants my little virgin pussy to be ready.

He’s got it all. Put it that way.

And I’m not just talking about the house, car, and money.

I mean. The man. Has. It. All.

And everywhere that counts!

He’s pleased with my reaction as I begin to whimper again, my fingers thick with my essence.

James’ own precome is pouring from his swollen helm like a gossamer thread, pulling my insides closer to it with every second I stare open-mouthed.

“I… I want it, James,” I gasp, my head starting to shake and my whole body quivering. “I need it!” As if I’ll go mad if he doesn’t put that beautiful thick dick inside me.

“Take me… put a baby in me. But James… just… fuck me… pleeeaaassse,” I finally beg him, but he doesn’t want me to beg. He just wants to be sure I’m sure.

Yeah, I’ll be the first to admit I might not be in the best frame of mind right now to make lifelong decisions. However, in my heart of hearts, in my soul, I know James is the one. This is my one and only chance to make two lonely people happy forever.

In a single movement, he leans down and scoops me up.

“Not on the couch,” he rumbles as if he’s scolding himself for even thinking it.

“I’ll give you the guided tour of our bed,” he says in answer to my puzzled look that’s got more climax than questions in it right now.

That thick erection of his prods my rump with each firm step he takes across the stadium-sized penthouse, but we could be anywhere, and it would feel the same. Anywhere and anything with James is perfect.

I thought anything that made you feel this good was supposed to be bad for you.

Ha!

CHAPTERFOURTEEN

James

I think we’re good on the “she might be interested in me” angle, and a virgin to boot. Who wants this more than me?

No.

Needsthis more than me.

Jasmine and I don’t justwantto be here. It’s a pressing need, and I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life.

It’s all falling into place so perfectly. Laying her down on the four-poster in our bedroom, I notice how small this place makes her look. Everything I have is so… big.

She squirms and purrs on the spot, watching me take off my clothes, doing her own version of the way I look at her. Yeah, it makes a man feel good to have some eyes on him, especially her eyes. The way they’re rolling and the rate at which my seed’s rising, I think we both know it’s time.

I move over her and feel like the beast about to claim the lion’s share. I also know that I’m bringing the two of us together for good—forging my line, our family line. Starting right now.

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