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And I enjoy every torturous minute of it. Especially when he shifts so he can stroke himself. It’s a hell of a show.
Slow, it turns out, is good. I don’t need to go off like a short-fused bottle rocket because this is Nic. With the longer fuse, I become one of those big, showy fireworks that crackle with golden sparks. When I come, I light up the whole goddamned sky.
Chapter eighteen
Nic
Jessietugsonmyhair after she comes, and I let her drag me up her body. I’m so lost in her soft warmth, the sweet smell of her, and the taste of her still on my tongue that only the insistent throb of my painfully hard cock keeps me tethered.
She wraps her arms around me, pulling me down to her neck, a contented sigh on her lips.
After all the shit we’ve put each other through—not just the last few days, but for decades—she’s in my bed. It feels unreal and I’m terrified any moment it’ll all come crashing down.
Jessie arches under me, rolling her hips. “Why aren’t you in me yet?”
Instead of reaching for the condoms, I slip down her body, rolling the tight bead of her nipple in my lips and flicking my tongue across the top before lifting my head to meet her eyes. “Got somewhere you need to be?”
Her lips twitch toward a smile and end up pursed. “In the middle of orgasm number two.”
“We’ve got all night.” I pull that hard little bud back into my mouth, giving her a long, deep suck, watching lust haze her eyes.
She bites her lip and lifts an eyebrow. “Did I say number two was the finale?”
“You realize I’m not a superhero, right?” I mean it in jest, but my voice comes out sharp. So I drop my head to swirl my tongue around her nipple, hoping she didn’t notice.
“Nic.”
I ignore her, drawing her into my mouth.
“Nic, stop.”
Shit.
I let her slip from my mouth, my body going cold and tight. I’ve messed it up already. This has to be a new world record. Maybe with Jessie, I’m meant to be stuck on a loop, endlessly screwing things up between us.
She rolls us, putting me on my back and straddling my thighs. Her amber eyes are soft, but her voice is firm. “I don’t want a superhero or a celebrity. I want you. The Nic I know.”
I swallow, warm relief overwhelming me at how badly I needed to hear that from someone. From Jessie, it means something.
Her hands graze my pecs and work their way down to my abs, her touch appreciative. She settles herself between my legs and Christ I want this woman. Her fingers skim my hips, little electric jolts zipping up my spine, and when she takes my cock in hand with a cheeky smile on her face, I can’t stop grinning at her.
“Besides,” she says as she lowers her head, her lips grazing the tip of my cock. “Warwick wouldn’t be my first choice.”
I open my mouth to protest, but her tongue is warm and wet as she laps the bead of precum before taking the head of my cock into her mouth, and whatever I planned to say flies out of my head.
Jessie, her auburn hair falling in waves around her as she sucks my cock, is even better than I’ve been imagining. There’s a mischievous glint in her eyes that tells me how much she’s enjoying herself. I gather her hair up, wrapping it around my fist so I can ease her off. My cock pops out of her mouth with a soft sound and she gives me an annoyed look.
“Who’s your first choice?” I ask.
Jessie shoots me a look but crawls to the nightstand, treating me to a great view of her ass as she digs through the drawer for the condoms. There are always condoms in this house, in the bathrooms and drawers.
“Thor,” she answers, then holds up the box. “Good thing I have you, I think I’d need a bigger size for the god of thunder.”
I roll my eyes.
Jessie laughs, mollifying me with a kiss before tearing the packet open and sheathing me. “I want to be on top.”
I nod because yeah I want that. I hold her hips as she positions herself, and she slides down my cock, hot and wet, and so damned tight I clench my jaw. This is not going to be over too soon. Not until she’s done with me.
