Page 50 of Falling For You


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Dumping the duffel bag he retrieved from his vehicle onto the floor, Jimmy steps into the room, kicking the door shut as he shrugs out of his leather jacket, dropping it onto the ground on top of the bag.

Still holding my gaze, he kicks his shoes off, reaching one hand behind his head, gripping the back collar of his T-shirt, and tugging it off in one smooth motion. My tongue sweeps out to wet my lips. Okay, that was hot.

Jimmy’s eyes follow the movement of my tongue, a growl rumbling out of him. That was even hotter. He strips off his jeans and socks, grasping the duvet with one hand, lifting it, his gaze sweeping over my cotton underwear.

There is another growl as he climbs into bed, settling the covers over us as his mouth finds mine, his fingers sliding into my hair to hold my head in place as his tongue plunders my mouth.

“Shit,” he mumbles, lifting his head, regret flashing across his face. My heart thuds.

“What is it?” I whisper, suddenly feeling self-conscious. Jimmy’s face twists into a grimace.

“I didn’t bring any condoms. I don’t suppose you have any on you?”

I almost giggle, swallowing the sounds as I slowly shake my head. Regret settles on Jimmy’s face as he lets out a pained sigh. My mouth is moving even before my brain can catch up.

“I’m on birth control.”

Jimmy freezes, his face clearing, and his breath hitching.

“Are you sure, babe?”

Am I? Swallowing, I manage a small shrug. “I mean, you said you wanted to be with me. I thought that might mean…exclusively?”

Jimmy bares his teeth, lowering his head to press kisses over my neck, his tongue swirling over all the sensitive bits he knows are there until I’m a limp noodle of a mess.

“Fucking A, I meant exclusively,” he grunts, a hand moving from my head to caress down my body, tweaking a nipple, drawing a gasp from my lips.

“Then…I’m on birth control.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice. Jimmy’s mouth finds mine again, kissing me deeply as he strips off my panties, his fingers parting my folds and finding my clit, circling it slowly.

I moan into his mouth, pressing my hips up against his fingers. This is what I wanted. This is what I have missed. God,yes.

“Jimmy,” I plead against his lips. He snickers, moving his mouth to my throat again.

“I aim to please, babe.”

And please, he does. Shoving down his trunks, Jimmy kneels between my thighs, his tongue still swirling over my pulse point as his dick prods my entrance, sliding deep as I sigh with pleasure.

Once he’s fully sheathed, Jimmy lifts his head, looking down at me with his burning eyes, brushing a strand of hair from my face.

“I’m serious, Thelma. I’m not letting you go.”

“Okay,” I whisper back. I’m more than okay with that. I’m not letting him go, either.

With a groan, Jimmy takes his weight on his elbows, pressing kisses over my jaw and throat as he starts to thrust in lazy, even movements, pushing deep before slowly withdrawing, driving me wild with need.

My hips are lifting against him, my hands gripping his waist as I try to speed up his thrusts.

“Oh no, babe,” he grins down at me. “We’re doing this at my speed.”

I pout, drawing a chuckle as he captures my mouth again. Jimmy does increase the tempo of his thrusts slightly, and I moan with pleasure as he moves a hand down, finding my clit and flicking it. Yes, like that.

My orgasm washes over me just as slowly and lazily as his lovemaking. Straining my hips up, I sigh, my head tipping back, letting the waves of pleasure engulf me.

“That’s it, babe,” Jimmy coaxes, pinching my clit as he thrusts harder. Shit. My fingers dig into his shoulders as my orgasm continues.

With a grunt, Jimmy presses deep, his weight bearing me into the mattress. I wrap my arms around him, smiling softly at the ceiling. I don’t know if that counted as makeup sex, but it was pretty good.

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