Page 22 of Sugar Rush


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I nudged the tiny material aside and pushed my way into her tight, silky warmth, filling her, connecting us just like we should be. I pressed my hands against the wall as I stared down at her fragile perfection. “You are all mine, sweetness.” My mouth dragged over hers and I claimed her lips. She gasped and threw her arms around my neck, clinging to me as we kissed. Fuck, I was lost as I pumped my hips into hers, slamming thetable into the wall. I’d walk by that mark there everyday with a smile, knowing how it got there.

“Jimmy, fuck me so good. Oh God,” she cried. I raised her leg, holding it over my shoulder.

“Fuck, call me that again.”

“Jimmy. You’re my man. I need you so deep.” I pulled out and then slammed into her hard and deep. She cried out and clenched around me. Twice more and she screamed, back arching and body flexed as she came around my cock. I lost control and pulled all the way out. Flipping her on her belly, I leaned her over the table, raised one leg on the table and the other one the floor and then I thrust into her from behind.

“There you go, baby. Take me like that. Fuck. I love that ass of yours. Damn, I’m not going to last much longer.” I cupped her throat and leaned in. “Say you’re going to live here with me.”

“I don’t know.” I slammed into her again, harder yet again.

“I need you, Ava. Please say you’ll stay.” I bit down on her ear.

“Yes, James.” I let go and flooded her womb with every drop I had. I rested my head on her back and then kissed the back of her neck.

“Forever,” I whispered before I pulled out and tucked myself away. I helped her with her pants.

“Let me give you a tour of the house.”

“How about the kitchen? I’m thirsty.”

“Sorry, of course. I should be concerned about your needs first. Sweetheart, you need to kick me in the ass if I forget to put you first. I’m not used to this kind of thing.”

“What kind of thing?”

“A girlfriend, woman, wife.”

“Wife?”

“Yes. I know you’re not ready for any of that, but I knew the moment I met you that you hooked me, so there was no other end result for me. Now you have a choice, although I told you before where I stood.”

“You did. I’m just shocked that a man like you wants someone like me.”

“Someone like you? Smart, beautiful, kind, and generous? Not to mention my heart skips a beat when I just think about you.”

She smiled widely and threw herself at me, sending me backward. I caught both of us and laughed. “You’re crazy, James Keaton, but I am too because my heart races wildly every time I think about you, and my pulse goes out of control when you look at me.”

“How about when I touch you?”

“Well, you know what happens when you touch me,” she answered, raising her brows. She went off like a damn Roman candle. I loved how easy it was to trigger her arousal.

“Now that we have that settled, let’s get you something to drink. You said you were thirsty, and I haven’t gotten you anything yet.”

“Water will be fine.”

“Okay.” I pulled out two bottles from the fridge and handed one to her. I’d offer to open it, but she was more than capable of handling it herself. Although, I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to do it.

She took a long drink like she’d been so parched, and my asshole meter went up even further. I was fucking this all up. “What’s wrong? You’re looking extremely confused.”

“Can I be honest with you?”

“I hope you’re always as honest as politeness will allow,” she stated.

“I wasn’t sure if I should have opened the bottle for you or not?”

“Well, I wouldn’t have minded, but I can manage on my own. I suppose every couple is different. I only had one boyfriend growing up, and we didn’t date long. I had my head in books more than chasing boys. That was my sister’s thing.”

“Any of the special books?”