Page 63 of Dive Into Me


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It wasn’t just the city setting. I wasn’t accustomed to anything that Jamie seemed used to. I’d certainly never flown on a private jet. Of course, he had a private jet and he was carted around in fancy chauffeured vehicles.

I took my eyes off the city sidewalk that was busy with pedestrians and glanced at him. He tapped away on his phone as he’d been doing intermittently since we boarded his jet. I bet he was dealing with important business… billionaire CEO stuff.

The thought drove home just how different we were. He was somebody important and I was… a woman who flitted from job to job without a steady home and just enough in her bank account. What was a man like Jamie doing with me?

My heart started to sink from the weight of my negative thoughts.

Jamie glanced at me and immediately tucked his phone into his pocket. “Charlotte, what’s wrong?”

Just like that, I had his full attention. It showed that I indeed meant something to him. The fact that he was so tuned in to my expressions and moods already was a great sign. Jamie constantly showed me that it didn’t matter to him what I had or didn’t have. For someone with as much money and power as he had, he was one of the sweetest, humblest men I’d ever met.

He spent three days with my family, and they had no idea how wealthy he was because he was so down to earth. He got his hands dirty helping Mom in her garden, and he helped my sister’s husband paint the new nursery. My nephew even puked on what I suspected were his super expensive pants and shoes and he laughed it off.

When Jamie looked at me with such concern, his world didn’t seem so daunting.

“Nothing is wrong.”

Sharp silver eyes moved over my face. “You sure?”

“Yeah. I’m just taking everything in.”

After a moment’s hesitation, he smiled and purred, “I can’t wait to get you home.”

The drop in his octave made my pussy muscles clenched. That was the same tone he used when he whispered dirty things in my ear while he was inside me. Plus, his suggestive smirk reminded me of the crazy amount of sex we’d had in the motel room he stayed in back in Golden Beach. It was like we tried to make up for a lifetime of not being together. Then there was the flight to Manhattan during which Jamie inducted me into the mile-high club…

Sweet goddess of the best sex of my life. I squirmed on the SUV’s posh leather seat because my panties got too wet for my comfort. Jamie’s smirk grew and his gaze dipped to my thighs. The devil knew what was happening to me. I tried to glower at him but failed.

“We are not having any more sex,” I announced. “Seriously. We need at least a day’s break.”

His eyebrows shot up as if he was saying we’ll see.

The elevator doors swished open and Jamie stepped out with me wrapped around him like a vine on a tree. He held me in place with one hand while carrying my bag in the other. Once we were inside his apartment, he dropped the bag and grabbed my ass with both hands. I moved my hips against him, aching for us to be connected in the most intimate way.

He didn’t miss a step as we kissed wildly. One touch from him in the elevator and I forgot about the break I’d mentioned. It wasn’t even that much of a sexual touch. He’d merely wrapped an arm around my waist as we waited for the lift to ascend and planted a chaste kiss on my forehead.

The gesture had been so sweet that I lost it and jumped him like a cat in heat, and here we were, stumbling through his apartment, tearing at each other’s clothes in a frenzy. I managed to push his blazer off and then he lifted my shirt over my head. He had to put me down to get my pants off and that was when I got a better look at his place.

The penthouse apartment was the epitome of luxury. The expansive open-plan layout was expertly furnished. Each piece of furniture seemed to be made just for the area they occupied. For example, the plush beige sectionals that adorned the sunken lounge area were perfect for the space. The room was bathed in natural light coming from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

My gaze zeroed in on the view of the skyline. “Wow, that view is incredible,” I whispered as Jamie tugged my pants down my thighs.

He paused long enough to look at me and then at the windows. “Yeah? Then you should enjoy it while I enjoy you.”

I laughed at the thought of craning my neck to look outside the entire time we made love. It was ridiculous. However, I understood when he swept me off my feet and carried me to the windows. As soon as my feet touched the glossy hardwood, he spun me around to face the glass.

The sprawling canvas of skyscrapers practically touching the clouds and the sun receding to disappear behind the horizon was set before me.

“Better?” Jamie whispered in my ear.

Smiling, I glanced up at him and nodded. I then angled my face for a kiss and he captured my lips in a bone-melting kiss. While our tongues mingled, he palmed my hips, moved his hands around to caress my stomach, and then upward to knead my breasts. Each flick of his thumbs over my nipples made me moan as electric-like currents shot down to my core.

The fire between us built back to a frenzy the longer we kissed, and Jamie released my mouth to free himself from his pants. His movements were quick and jerky as if he couldn’t wait any longer for us to be joined. The rustle of his pants dropping to the floor made my stomach flutter in anticipation. He grasped my hips and pulled me back against him, pushing my underwear aside at the same time.

His cock pressing against my entrance made me moan and press myself into him, begging him to slide home. “Are you ready for me, Charlotte?”

“More than ready.” My voice echoed with desperate need.

He hummed and slid a hand between my thighs to run his finger over my mound and then between my folds. I sucked in a sharp breath as I shivered. “So wet for me,” he purred with satisfaction.

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