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So I put my arms around his waist and go in for a hug.
He drags me off my feet and up his body until my legs are around his waist instead. Then his hands go to my hair, and my face, and I’ve never seen his eyes this green, or this—
“Are you okay? He didn’t stab you, did he?”
“No, he didn’t stab me. Because you broke his arm with your legs.”
“I think I just twisted it.”
His mouth isveryclose to mine. I lean in for a tiny kiss, and Jameson returns it with a deep, hot one. It’s almost impossible to break out of it, even for a second, but I do.
“Are you okay, though?”
“Yousavedme,” he says, and at first I think he’s kidding. At first I think his voice is rough like that because he’s making light of the situation. But then the elevator lights catch his eyes, and there aretearsthere. “I’ve always wanted—”
He kisses me again instead of finishing the sentence. I don’t need him to finish it. My heart is in big, glowing pieces and still whole at the same time.
Jameson kisses me all the way through his brother’s apartment and into his bedroom.
He kisses me while he strips off my clothes.
He kisses me while he puts me on my stomach on his bed and hitches my hips up. He kisses at least half of my spine and keeps going lower until his mouth meets all the softest, warmest parts of me, and then he buries his face between my legs and eats me like he’ll die without it while I bury my face in a pillow and try to keep my gasps and moans to a reasonable volume.
Just when my vision is going white and I’m heading at full speed into what must be my fourth orgasm—or is it my fifth? I can’t tell, because they all keep running into one another under his tongue—Jameson peels me off the pillow and arranges my hands on the headboard. His body is hot and hard behind mine. All of him, hot and hard. He nudges between my legs and covers one of my hands with his and drops his face to my shoulder to kiss the curve. It’s a wet, sloppy kiss on account of how he’s been eating me out.
“Mmm.” That’s as far as I can go. If I open my mouth, I’ll scream.
Then Jameson thrusts inside me.
“Jesus,” I whisper. Okay. New plan. I’ll just whisper, because he feels huge. He feels tall and strong andhugeinside me, and I’ve never felt anything this good in my life.
“No,” he whispers back. “It’s Jameson.”
I repay him for his Jesus joke by pushing my hips back to take his cock faster.
He makes a hotungsound in the back of his throat, and then his free hand moves around to my front. He circles each of my nipples, giving them a little pinch as if to remind me how much Ilikehaving my nipples pinched, and then his fingertips find my clit.
I can’t do it.
I can’t come again, but I can’tnotcome. I have to. It’s bright pleasure between my legs, almost like a flame, and Jameson’s so deep inside me that I can hardly move.
Except I want to move, so I find a way to fuck him back. It’s not coordinated, and not very expert, but I can feel his cock jump and his abs flex and his fingers move faster on my clit.
The orgasm comes on fast.
Jameson takes his hand off of mine and covers my mouth with a light touch, almost gentlemanly, so I can make as much noise as I want into his hand.
And then I really can’t move, because he’s pinned me to his body. All I can do is let him fuck into me and feel every last bit of his heat as he comes.
Jameson shivers while he comes down, bracing one hand against the headboard to keep himself from falling over.
I stay where I am.
His breathing slows.
“Lily,” he whispers, then kisses the curve of my shoulder again.
“Yeah?”
