He responds with so much passion I have to force my feelings down even harder.Just sex, I remind myself while the angel on my shoulder rolls her eyes.
Jamie's hands are heavy on my hips as he yanks my center right into his growing erection. Delighted, I grindagainst him and moan a high-pitched noise thatbegsfor more.
I may have been crying moments ago, but now I'm ready to weep for a whole new reason. Except it's not new. Jamie does this to me frequently. He plays with my heart just as often as he plays with my pussy.
Lust drives my actions, leading me toward my next mistake. I release his neck to grab the hem of his shirt. My body immediately misses the warmth of his hands as they snatch my wrists.
"Violet, no."
Annoyance comes roaring back to the surface, and in its wake is a fresh dumping of tears that I can barely hold at bay. "Why?" I grit out.
Jamie looks pained as he peers down at me. He's trying to read my mind or at least pick up on where my change in behavior came from, but this is new territory for him. Heck, it's new for both of us. All I know is I need him to take my thoughts away and burn them in a?—
"Because we need to talk, Sweets," Jamie says, trying to slam the door on my libido.
Shaking my head rapidly, I deny his claim. "No. Jamie, I can't talk anymore. I'm tired of talking. I'm tired of all the thoughts inside my head. Please just make me feel somethinggood."
His posture melts ever so slightly, but still he hesitates to give in to me. I'm very aware that I could play this man like a fiddle to get what I want—his cock—but I'm trying to change. I want to be better.
"But are you okay?"
Holding in my laughter is hard, and my lips twitch anyway. What a dude thing to ask. "No, you sweet, sweet man. I am not okay. Which is whyyyy," I drawl, pressing my pelvis into his again, "I need you to make me feel better."
Okay, maybe I manipulated the conversation with my body like I usually do, but damn it I want him to press me into his bed and have his way with me.
Taking a chance on something I rarely do, I drag my nails across his scalp and tug his hair tie free. Curly brown locks tumble around his jaw, and as I shimmy forward, his long hair helps to block out the world.
Jamie shudders and dips his head so his nose tickles mine. "As soon as my cock is inside of you, Violet, you aren't leaving."
"Fine," I agree immediately. I've already broken my rule about spending the night here, might as well get over the fact that Jamie has my heart firmly in his gentle grip.
He pulls back an inch and looks me in the eye. "That had more than one meaning, but we'll go with just sleeping over for now. Let me know if you lift the talking ban," he teases, then seizes my lips in a kiss that steals any response I might have had.
My tummy swoops and flutters as he drags me into his bedroom. Stumbling around his sure feet, I laugh with surprise and happiness as he manhandles me. Fingers graze the underside of my tits, making my nipples tingle and beg for him. His teeth nip at my lips like he just can't help himself from taking a bite of me.
He's passionate, and judging by the hard outline ofhis dick, he's excited. But of course, Jamie focuses on me. On swirling his tongue around mine the way I love and tickling the side of my neck one moment, then grabbing my ass the next. He's riling me up, chasing my pain away.
Jamie always gives me what I need.
My jeans are shoved down my hips, and as soon as the cool air breezes through the gap between my thighs, I shiver. He drops to his knees, already mesmerized by the wetness he aches to taste, but I need more than his tongue right now. I need his cock deep inside me, punishing and thick. I need him to stretch me wide and demand I remember him for all eternity.
Ireallyneed him. So while he’s busy undressing and putting a condom on, I rush away with my pussy pulsing. I launch myself onto his bed face first, ass up, ready for him to fuck me into oblivion.
"No!" Jamie growls just as a slap rings out. Soon after, a stinging sensation lights up my ass cheek. "Naughty."
With more force than I was ready for, Jamie flips me onto my back and slaps my bare pussy. "AH!" Fire encompasses my clit, forcing the ache to burn brighter and steal my vision.
Fingers engulf my throat, making my eyes fly open in surprise. When my eyesight clears, I lock eyes with Jamie's intense ones. "This first time tonight may be hard and fast because you clearly need me to fuck the feelings out of you, but don't get it twisted, my love. You'll feel me in every single part of you. For that, I need your eyes and your luscious lips."
He grins all kinds of naughty and proud of himself. "Both sets."
"Idiot," I snort, but I'm quickly cut off with his thumb being forced into my mouth and him demanding I suck while he releases his heavy cock.
"Fucking hell, Sweets," he groans, swiping the head of his dick through my folds. My eyes roll into the back of my head at the simple contact only for his thumb to dive deeper and gag me in warning. I love when he stuffs my holes full and commands my body with his desire.
With my eyes solely on Jamie's face, I pay attention to the euphoria that alters his features into a look so tense yet relieved. I barely register the burn of his cock stretching me open—my body is accustomed to his at this point.
"Touch your clit before I lose my fucking mind, Violet."
