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Unlike the times I’ve mademyselfcome, however, it doesn’t stop.
The peak passes, but Jameson keeps licking, saying something,hummingsomething, and I’m swept up into it again. Wings. I have wings. I soar along on pleasure until a new peak hits like a high wind. Two days ago, I might’ve been begging him to stop, but there’s a dark curiosity at the center of me now. I want to find out how far I can fly. I want to jump into the air without a net.
My vision blurs for the third peak. Tears in my eyes. Jameson kisses his way back up my body, faster, less controlled, until he’s a man-shaped shadow above me. He pushes my hair back from my face, green eyes illuminated by a distant lightning bolt.
“Say yes,” he says, his ribs expanding against mine, his legs tense. He’s hard, his cock trapped between our bodies, and I hear what he doesn’t say, too.Or say no, and I’ll leave.
I nod. The motion’s all over the place. “Yes.” I trail my fingernails down his chest. “You’ll feel so much better.”
I mean that being so hard has to hurt, but Jameson’s face crumples.
He catches himself, leans in to kiss my collarbone, and then he kneels up between my legs.
One of his steady palms goes to each of my knees, and he pushes them up and up and up, spreading my legs. He studies my face, his eyes getting bigger as he discovers how flexible I’ve had to become to be good at the aerial hoop.
I can’t move my hips like this, but…maybe he needs that from me right now.
Jameson pushes his hips forward, the head of his cock brushing against my opening. A little more pressure. I should have a problem with this. I should be ashamed that this is the first man I’m going to sleep with.
I’m not.
One more push, and he sinks into me, even the first few inches of him stretching me, rearranging me.Yes,my heart beats.Yes. Yes.
“Fuck, Lily.” Jameson’s head tips back. His thighs tremble. “Tell me if it’s—tell me if it’s too much. I can stop.”
“Don’t.” Another bright electric flash, a question in his eyes. Thunder rolls overhead. I push my knees into his hands. “Fuckme.”
Turn me into something else.
Jameson tilts his hips, going a little deeper, and I—
I can’t wait.
I reach for him, clawing at his chest, grabbing for his hair. As soon as I get my nails into him andpull,he surges onto me, into me, his mouth on mine while he thrusts.
This is the first time we’ve been equal. Even. He can’t stop himself. Neither can I. I get my legs around his waist and lock them so he can’t get away. His teeth. My nails. His hips on mine. I come again from all the contact, from the taste of me on his tongue, and he growls, low and hungry.
Oh, God. I could pass out. I catch flashes of the long line of his body over mine. Shadows outline his muscles. I follow them back to his eyes. I let him fuck into me, his lips parted, staring at me like he’s seeing an angel.
He pins me at the last moment and pulls out, holding me down as his release takes over. Every muscle works with it, and it’s hot and long, landing on my belly. My breasts. Everywhere.
“Lily,” Jameson manages. “Lily.”
We’re frozen that way for a single flash of lightning.
Neither of us moves.
Then his eyelashes flutter. He forces them open again, and then he’s off the bed, going somewhere. He comes back with a wet washcloth, which he uses to clean me off.
Jameson climbs back into bed and collapses against the pillows. His eyelashes flutter, then close.
“No,” he says, trying to force them open. “No.”
“It’s okay.” I curl closer to him and kiss his bottom lip. I don’t know what I’m reassuring him about. One of his arms curves around my waist. There’s no way I can stay awake much longer, either. We can both sleep like normal people.
“Lily, no, no…”
Except now he can’t keep his eyes open at all.
