Page 94 of Jameson Fox


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His hand delves deeper, his fingers searching out my clit. “You have me boxed in a box I don’t fit into.”

I place both my hands to his chest and arch my back as he wakes my body up. “You put that box together for me all those years ago.”

He circles the most amazing circles over my clit.

I’m adding circles to our contract.

“I made a business move, Adeline.”

I join in on the circles, circling my hips. “It was hostile. We didn’t want you.”

“You made that clear when you all resigned.”

“That was supposed to deter you.” It was the defensive strategy my management team instigated when he swooped in. It failed. I took my team with me when I built my new company.

He stops with the circles and gives me two fingers. It’s the best thing he’s done all night and I clench around them, trying desperately to bring them in deeper, harder, faster.

His gaze drops to my body as he finally reaches deeper inside me. Roughly. And fuck me, how did I never know I prefer it rough? “I wanted you to stay, but I wanted the company more.”

“You took advantage of me when I was down. That’s a shitty thing to do.”

“Fuck,” he says, thrusting those fingers in faster, “it’s business. And besides, I didn’t know you were down.”

I reach for the headboard, resting my hand against it as I lean forward and fuck his fingers. “That’s not how I do business.”

Jameson’s other hand comes to my breast. “It should be.”

“And there you go”—oh, God, the way he’s pinching my nipple is everything—“thinking your way is best.” I press my hand harder against his chest as I use it for leverage. “Not everyone wants to do business your way.”

“No,” he says, pinching my nipple harder, “but most do. Most, except you.”

I secretly like the frustration lacing his words.

Secretly, because I will never tell another soul that I find his frustration hot these days.

My vagina, though, she’s an audacious bitch. She has no qualms letting Jameson know all the things she finds hot.

She contracts and clenches and practically throws him his very own party to say ‘Good job, Sir.’ By the time this orgasm is finished with me, he’ll have zero doubt that she really likes his fingers, his frustration, his everything.

My orgasm moves straight into another one.

Wave upon wave, it doesn’t end.

I close my eyes and ride it.

Every cell in my body feels it.

Pleasure like I’ve never experienced.

I get lost in it.

Clenching, reaching for more,needingmore.

God, how I need more.

Jameson does his growling and cursing thing, but I am lost. Completely and utterly ruined by the orgasms he’s giving me.

And then, he’s got me in his hands, he’s flipped me onto my back, he’s got our pants off, he’s on top of me, and he’s slamming his dick inside me, all while making those sounds he makes that my vagina is here for.

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