I pulled out and pushed her flat to her stomach in one smooth motion, ripping off the condom so I could mark that amazing ass with my cum.
“Don’t move.” I leaned down to kiss her cheek. “I’ll clean you up.”
When I returned with a warm cloth, Jamie was giggling.
“What’s so funny?”
“My God, Eric. We just woke up the entire hotel. It’s only six-thirty, and you had me screaming like the building was on fire.”
“Maybe we did set it on fire. It’s still pretty hot in here.” My face hurt from smiling.
This playful side of Jamie was everything I didn’t know I needed. Her quick wit and easy laughter made me think life with her would be an adventure worth taking.
Life with her. The thought settled in my chest like it belonged there.
My existence had been about surviving day to day, not making plans beyond Caleb’s next procedure. Thinking about the future had been too overwhelming.
But Jamie made me want to plan. Want to hope. Want to believe that maybe, just fucking maybe, I could have something good.
After cleaning her up, I trailed kisses up her shoulders and neck. She rolled over, pulling me down for a kiss that was soft and deep and perfect.
“I’m sorry about the condom situation.” I searched her eyes. “I’ve never been that careless before.”
“Neither have I. We both got carried away.”
“I trust you completely, but I can’t take chances. Not with?—”
“I understand. And just so you know, I’m extremely careful with birth control. Hunter was...well, I had no backup protection. One condom malfunction later and I was pregnant.”
“Thanks for telling me. But this isn’t about trust. It’s about being responsible for both of us.”
The way she looked at me then, like I was someone worth trusting with her life, hit me hard. Considering the men in her past, her willingness to believe in me was staggering.
I cradled her face. “Do you want to try sleeping for a few more hours?”
“No.”
“Breakfast?”
“No.” She sighed contentedly. “I just want to stay here with you. Like this.”
“Escaping reality?” I understood the appeal. Right now, this felt like the safest place in the world.
“Maybe. I just like the way you make me feel.” A wicked smile bloomed on her face. “And I like the way I can make you feel too.”
“Really? Tell me more.”
She pushed against my chest, rolling me to my back before straddling my waist. The demanding, take-charge Jamie was back, and I was already halfway hard again.
“I want to ride you until I come again,” she purred, squeezing me between her thighs. “Then I want to suck you off…you can come on my tits this time.”
Christ, this woman. “Sounds perfect. But here’s what’s going to happen first.”
Her eyebrows raised at my tone, and I felt her grow wetter against me.
“First, you’re going to sit on my face. I’m going to lick your pussy until you scream some more. We’ll wake up anyone who managed to sleep through round one.” I gripped her hips, already guiding her where I wanted her. “Then you can ride me however you want. Deal?”
Her smile turned feral. “Deal.”
