After the other couple disconnected, Etta said, “They’re gonna do it.”
“Don’t sound so excited.”
“I’m not. They’re three-thousand miles away. In another time zone.”
“That freaks you out more than the distance, doesn’t it?”
“I’ll never get used to it.”
“Speaking of doing it.” Jamie tossed her controller and cuddled against Etta, so casual in her jeans and T-shirt.Ridiculous. “Someone owes me a round after last night.”
Etta didn’t say anything – she also didn’t stop Jamie from not-so-covertly going for her crotch. “I was too excited.”
“Don’t get me started. You owe me an orgasm, especially after that performance.”
“I don’t know if you mean the video game or the sex last night.”
“Pick. One.”
“Who was having sex last night?”
They both froze on the couch as Luna wandered in, carrying a binder full of God knew what. She nudged Barbarossa out of the way and took over her chair, the cat jerking awake as if tosay,“Excuse me?”
Besides, Luna’s face said she knew who was having sex last night, and the last thing Jamie needed was to have that sort of discussion in front of Etta.
“I’d say use a condom, but I know what I’m dealing with here.”
“I’ve got some emails to fire back.” Etta jumped up, brushing her hand against the top of Jamie’s head before getting the hell out of there. Jamie sighed. No way was she getting nookie anytime soon. Probably not until bedtime, if Etta was still awake.
“She’s in a hurry, isn’t she?”
“Probably doesn’t want to talk about sex in front of you, Mom.”
“Why not? It’s a perfectly natural thing.”
Jamie was used to her mother’s inappropriate antics, but Etta was not.I’d kill to see the color of her face right now.Instead, Jamie had to put the games away and explain to her mother why, no, Etta probably didn’t want to talk about sex with her mother-in-law. No, she didn’t care how cool Saul would be with it, wherever he was. Oh, he was in the garden doing his nightly naked tai chi? As long as he kept an eye out for poison ivy.
Jamie was out of the shower and in bed by the time Etta made her reappearance in their bedroom. “Did I miss any great conversations with your mother?” she asked. When Jamie shook her head, Etta hurried into bed, arms wrapping around her. “I’ve got an early morning too, you know. Things I gotta do before bed.”
That got a grin out of her fiancée. “Like me?”
“Like you.”
She was beneath her without another word being spoken. Etta was on the path to devouring her, mouth covering every inch of Jamie’s skin. Hands grabbed her body and hips thrust against hers. Jamie gave herself over so quickly that the world ceased to exist. All she wanted, all she cared about was Etta making love to her. Hard, fast, slow, gentle… well, she would like hard and fast when they got down to it, but she would take anything… especially after feeling how wet she already was for Jamie when her hand made its way to her jeans.Jeans!
“You’re so rugged in denim, Ms. Coleman,” Jamie purred, unzipping her pants and grabbing what was within. “I wanna see you in more.”
“That could be arranged in the future. Maybe I’ll start going home at three as well. Just to put on some jeans and turn you on. Shit.” Even Etta was surprised at how ready Jamie was to take on her pussy. “Get me out of these things. I have to fuck you. Now.”
Jamie loved a good quickie before bed, and Etta was good at those – always had been. She never knew when it was coming, but one night Etta would go straight to sleep, and the next she would flip Jamie over, give her the best lay of her life for the next five minutes, and then finally relax before drifting off to sleep with Jamie in her arms.
This was a bit more intense than that. For one, Etta was flirtier as opposed to being a woman on a sexual mission. She took a little time – but not too much – to make sure Jamie was ready before ripping off the last of her clothes and going for it, her hips finding easy access to her fiancée’s willing body.
Amazing how easily they fell into a gratifying rhythm.It’s amazing because I can’t believe I got this ready this quickly.Jamie’s legs were open wide, poking out from beneath the covers, toes curling in the cool air as Etta slammed her hips between them, a finger occasionally making a frisky appearance near Jamie’s clit. It was rough. It was quick. It was the best damn thing in the world as Jamie’s body got more and more into it. Etta may have been quick to get inside her, but she was taking her time in there. Good. Jamie was owed that orgasm, after all.
“You feel so good,” Etta said, biting her ear in between words. Her hand strangled Jamie’s shoulder as her legs remained up and open. “It’s criminal how easily I come to you.”
“Go ahead and do it.” Jamie had enough sanity to urge her on. “Makeme come.”
