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Jameson thought he could be too much for me. I didn’t know I could handle so much. I didn’t know Iwantedso much.
Now I do.
I pull back enough to speak. “I wanted you to come get me,” I say in a breathless rush.
“When?”
“When I fell.”
He smiles, his grip on my hair tensing. “That’s fucked up, demon girl.”
“I know.”
We both move at the same time. I lose track of the storm and the night and the water drying on my skin. If all he wanted wasthis, he could’ve said so. But he wants a challenge, doesn’t he? He responds todares.
I kiss him back so fiercely that Jameson props himself up on one elbow.
“No.” I pick my head up to catch my breath. I can’t suffocate in the middle of kissing the man who kidnapped me. That would be over the top.
“No, what?” Jameson’s other hand is still in my hair.
“I don’t want my first time to be on a bathroom floor.”
“Who said I was going to fuck you?”
“Jameson, please.” Real desperation bands around my chest. “I can’t do this. I can’t fuck myself on vibrators. I—I can’t. Please. You have to. Be good to me. Please?Please? Just for tonight.”
A grin spreads across his face, slow and hot and delighted.
“I hate you.” I smile back at him, and I don’t know why, because we’re barely more than strangers.
“Want to hate me somewhere else?”
I’vebarelynodded when he stands up, holding me against him with one hand. Jameson readjusts his hand in my hair and kisses me while he walks to the bedroom. It only takes a few steps.
At the bed, he leans down, still licking my bottom lip. He nips at it and pulls his phone out of his pocket.
The lights go off.
In the next flash of lightning, I watch him strip out of his jeans.
The one after that, he climbs over me on the bed. I think we might make out again, but I get one short, intense kiss and then his lips are on the side of my neck.
Jameson doesn’t do chaste kisses down the front of my body. He does hot, messy ones, licking every inch of skin he can find. Both nipples. The undersides of my breasts. It’s so different from all the vibrator orgasms and the ones from my own fingers that I can’t breathe.
Not a bad way to drown, though.
I’m mindless when he pushes my thighs apart with his hands and licks my clit the same hot, messy way.
I gasp a breath, then another. Oh. Oh,God. It’s so much better than anything else.
Jameson tastes me all over. He’s feral about it, holding my thighs wide. His tongue pushes in at my opening, fucking me, and for a second I think I’ve gone blind from the pleasure until a flash of lightning comes.
His dark hair between my thighs is the only thing I see before it’s dark again. I think about reaching for it the way he reached for mine, but I can’t get myself under control to do it. I clutch at the blankets instead.
Then his technique changes like the storm is shifting outside. He focuses on my clit, toying at it with the tip of his tongue, pressing his tongue flat against it, holding my thighs tighter and tighter.
I’m so overwhelmed by how good it is that my orgasm takes me by surprise. It happens at the same time as a flash of lightning. That’s what happens when he licks an orgasm out of me. Pleasure races down my nerves like electricity.
