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His head dropped suddenly and he let out a harsh breath. “I swear to god, Bex, you’re gonna make me lose it with shit like that.”
Biting my lip, I attempted to stifle myself but when he spread me open with his fingers and lapped at my core I couldn’t hold back my scream, my hips lifting automatically for more. He groaned but he didn’t stop again. Instead, he kicked it up a notch, going at me like a starved man in front of a feast. He licked and nipped and sucked like it was for him, not for me, and when I started writhing beneath him he wrapped one arm around my hips to keep me still so he could keep going.
My release exploded through me without warning and it was so intense I almost sobbed. He didn’t stop, licking me through it to draw it out. It was almost too much and I tried to shift away from him but he growled and dragged me closer, shoving his tongue inside me.
“Jaime, oh god… please!”
It was my turn to beg and I felt him stiffen. Without warning he shoved himself up and launched himself at me, tangling his tongue with mine. I felt his erection slide against me and I lifted my hips, trying to get him where I needed him most. He reached between us, positioning himself at my entrance and slamming home. We both groaned together as he paused just long enough to let my body adjust to him.
He started off slow, like he didn’t want to hurt me, but I was already needy for him so I shoved him onto his back and straddled him, sinking down on him the second I could. His head flew back and he let out a shout, rolling his hips with my movements. I didn’t have it in me to go slow right now and gentle wasn’t what I needed. I lifted myself up and dropped back down roughly, loving the wild look on his face as his hips bucked in response.
It was unrestrained and eager and nothing like I’ve ever experienced before. The men I’ve been with didn’t like giving up control so boring missionary was what I was used to. Jaime seemed to have no qualms letting me take over and from the look on his face, he seemed to enjoy it. His mouth open, his eyes wide, his grip on my hips tight as I rode him like some kind of wild stallion. I felt the tension grow, my body coiling tightly in anticipation of what I felt was going to be the most intense release of my life. And it wasn’t just me. Jaime’s brows furrowed and his breathing picked up and I could feel the strain as he tried to hold back his release.
“Bex… baby… please…”
I don’t know what it is about him pleading with me but it set me off and my climax slammed into me with so much force that I dropped to my hands. Jaime’s grip on my hips was the only thing that kept me moving, drawing it out until he came with a shout a few thrusts later.
Collapsing against him, I listened to his heart race as we both fought to regain our breath.
“Holy shit…” he murmured.
A smile tugged at my lips but I was in no rush to move so I just hummed my agreement, shutting my eyes when his fingers brushed through my hair.
I didn’t think I’d fall asleep, I’m not the type of person to nap, but when I opened my eyes again the sun had fully set and the room was dark. Jaime had covered me with a blanket and I worried for a second that he’d left but I heard a low voice in the other room and let out a slow breath. Pushing myself up, I rubbed the sand from my eyes. I almost wanted a coffee to help wake me but it was too late for that. I settled for heading to the bathroom and splashing cold water on my face. On my way out I found Jaime’s button up on the floor and snagged it, pulling it on.
Padding out of my room, I moved closer to the kitchen. Jaime was moving around in there, talking to Samwise who was winding himself around Jaime’s legs and trying to trip him.
“Buddy, I can’t make dinner with you right underneath me.”
Samwise let out a meow and I saw the corners of Jaime’s mouth twitch. “Damn. You’re as bad as your mom. She gives me one look and I wanna drop to my knees and worship her.”
A flush worked its way through me and I bit my lip. “I like the sound of that.”
His head whipped around and those dimples came out, his cheeks turning pink. “Ah, shit. I didn’t mean for you to hear that.”
Coming closer, I wrapped my arms around his waist. “Too late.”
He cupped my neck, sipping gently at my lips, making me want to melt into a puddle on the floor. Screw the reasons I had for not being with him. Right here right now things were perfect and I wasn’t stupid enough to let that slip from my fingers.
With one last peck he pulled away from me. “You’re gonna make me burn dinner.”
Leaning around him, my brows furrowed. “Is that grilled cheese?”
He shot me a sheepish grin. “Yeah. I wouldn’t say I’m a great cook. I spend too much time at Liam’s. The chef, Andre, feeds me.”
Snickering, I shook my head. “Spoiled much?”
He didn’t seem bothered by it, grinning at me as he moved to flip the sandwich. While he cooked, I pulled out a few beers, handing him one. His eyebrows shot up and he looked at me incredulously. Narrowing my eyes, I scowled.
“What?”
“Nothing. Just didn’t see you as the beer drinking type.”
Rolling my eyes, I moved to lean against the counter next to him. “Just because I was raised in the mafia doesn’t mean I’m some kind of upper class snob.”
His panty dropping grin set me on fire but I ignored it. I had research to do on my sister’s wedding. It might take time to get the information I needed and I refused to go to that wedding unprepared. Or unarmed.
“Think if I ask nicely, Jo will let me borrow her gun?”
