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“Cheers.” I touched my cup to his and took a sip of the sweet juice. “Thank you for thinking of me.”
“You wouldn’t be thanking me if you knew my thoughts.”
I felt the instant blushing heat creep up my neck to my cheeks. His thoughts were probably very similar to mine. A lot of touching and not too many clothes. If any. Preferably none.
“Don’t tease me, not tonight. I’m too tired to guarantee that I won’t become a blubbering mess again.”
“Well, how about we get some rest? We’re back on in a few hours.” He laid me next to him by the wall and stood before he pulled my shoes off and covered me with the hospital standard white cellular blanket. He took his shoes off and slipped in behind me pulling me flush to his body as his arms wrapped around me.
“This probably wasn’t how you imagined our first time sharing a bed together.”
“I like it.” He kissed my neck and slipped his hand under my top as he cupped the underside of my breast.
I wiggled my bum into his groin, feeling his semi pressed against me. It was like I’d downed enough caffeine to wake the dead, because suddenly I didn’t feel one bit tired. All I could feel was my body instinctively press impossibly closer to his and all the blood simmering in my veins. His thumb tracing the lace covering my underboob. I laid my hand over his and cupped my breast with them, squeezing gently as he moaned into my ear. His other hand flattened over by belly and pressed my butt tighter against his hard cock.
“Quincy, you just told me not to tease you.” He breathed into my ear.
“And I don’t want you to tease me, Jamie.” I rubbed my butt up and down his groin.
He rolled me onto my back and covered me with his body. His lips assaulting mine in a feverish kiss as one of his hands slid down between our bodies and cupped my pussy.
“Then what do you want?” He murmured as he kissed his way down my neck.
“You.” I breathed as my hands knotted in his hair. “Please.”
Did I just really squeak?
I don’t quite know how it happened, but one minute I was clothed and the next I was in just my underwear, beneath him. I ran my hands up his chest beneath his navy Henley t-shirt. His skin was as soft as the muscles under it were hard. The hand cupping my jaw moved down my neck as he kissed his way down my temple and cheek to my neck. My breathing becoming as erratic as my heartbeat.
“I won’t fuck you in this bed.” He said as he worked his way down my body, his tongue licking down the valley between my breasts as he pushed them together.
“Why?”
“Because you’re better than that, and quite frankly, I want to hear every single one of your moans.” He licked my nipple over the lace as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “Unless you want everyone to know what we’re doing in here, it’s not happening.”
He cupped my breast in the V of his thumb and finger and bit down on my nipple. His other hand muffled my loud moan as I sunk my teeth into the fleshy part of his palm.
He rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his hips, the fabric of his jeans rubbing the sensitive skin of my thighs. His hot shaft teasing my pussy as he yanked down the lacy cup of my bra, exposing the pebbled tip. His bright blue eyes widened, like he was in awe and his tongue licked across his lower lip before he sucked it into his mouth.
Jesus fuck. Oh, my sweet, sweet lord.
I’d imagined moments like this, but imagination Jamie was nowhere near as sexy as here and now Jamie. Just the sight of him was making me wetter and needier. He sat up as he pulled my chest closer, teasing and licking my nipple until I had to bite down on my lip to stop myself from crying out.
Holy freaking cherry on a banana split sundae.
“We can’t go back from this, Quincy,” he whispered into my chest, right where my heart was beating. His hands splayed on my back as he held me tight. “I won’t be able to be around you and not touch you.”
“I’ll never want to go back.” I murmured into his hair as I held him to me. “I need you too much to let you go, Jamie.”
That was the truth. This thing between us wasn’t a matter of want, it was a burning need. I needed him more than anything. This man had been with me through all my life, and I hadn’t understood what that meant until he took it upon himself to stitch me back together with every one of his touches. With every single one of his embraces. With every tear of mine he’d caught with his fingers and the ones he’d let slip because that was what I needed. He’d loved me when I wasn’t his to love and when he had no right to love me. Yet he’d never demanded anything in return.
I wrapped my arms around him as I kissed him softly and deeply. His arms held me tight like they were made for just that sole purpose. His hands cupped my shoulders and pushed me down on his lap. It all clicked. Finally.
Our tongues twisted together as his mouth worshipped mine. It was the most perfect of all the imperfect moments we’d shared. There was absolutely nothing between our hearts or souls.
It was just me and him.
Us.
