Jameson shook his head as he tugged her to her feet. “Anchors lie at the bottom of water and do nothing. I have no intention of remaining still.
“I want to taste you,” she argued.
“You can, but you’ll never kneel on the floor for me,” he promised, picking her up and taking her to the cushioned couch. She slid down his body and sat on her knees. Stroking his sack with her nails, Caroline watched as Jameson tilted his head back and moaned. His hands cupped her breasts as his thumbs brushed against her nipples.
“Hmmm,” she moaned as she licked his length and took him in her mouth. Squeezing his balls, she slowly bobbed up and down, taking more of him each time.
“Shit,” he swore, twinging his fist in her hair. “Your mouth feels incredible.”
“Mmm,” she hummed, making him harder.
He gripped her hair tighter as she took her time getting acquainted with him.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked.
Glancing at him, she moaned her answer.
“You’re killing me,” he breathed.
Taking one more swipe with her tongue, Caroline grazed the tip. “You taste good.”
“Stand up,” he ordered, helping her to rise on the cushions. It made her nipple the perfect height to suck.
Caroline’s hand drifted into his hair while he feasted on her breast. His fingers massaged her inner core before slipping inside her. Moving her hips to his rhythm, she rode his finger. When he added a second one and curled it, she sighed in pleasure. Jameson switched breasts while playing with the other nipple, sending her nerves on fire.
“Jameson,” she moaned long and loud.
“Don’t come yet, Caroline,” he ordered as he kissed her chest. “I’m not done. You’re soaked, and I’m enjoying every single part of you.”
“Please,” she pleaded while his thrusts took an urgent turn.
Their breathing grew heavier as she clenched his shoulders, riding his hand, unable to get enough and wanting more.
“I can’t hold on much longer,” she begged. “I want you, Jameson.”
“After you come, I’m lying you back on the counter. I want you to watch me slide into you,” he ordered. “Come for me,” he murmured before pinching one nipple while he sucked the other.
Caroline’s hips ground against his hand as he brought her higher. He tugged harder as her body flew over the edge.
“Ohhh,” she said as her body stiffened and the orgasm rolled over her. She clenched down on his finger while he slowly and masterfully lowered her down.
He knelt and kissed above her mound before hauling her over his shoulder and heading toward the kitchen. Gently setting her on the towel, Jameson reached for the condom, but she snatched it from his hand.
“Let me do it,” she said, ripping it open and sliding it down his hardened length.
“Tell me,” he started to say when she pressed a finger to his lips.
“It’s not the same. I won’t let Cain take this from me. You’re not like them. I’m scared, but I know you’ll stop if I need to. It’s the reason I know I won’t have to.”
“You’re killing me, Caroline,” he whispered reverently, kissing her breathlessly. Their tongues collided as the desire between them built higher.
Jameson leaned back and adjusted himself between her legs. “Watch me, sweetheart. I’m making love to you.”
Caroline rose on her elbows and licked her lips as she watched him slide inside her slowly. He slid in and out, giving her a little at a time, until he filled her completely.
Her legs quaked in anticipation as he wrapped his arm around them, giving him an anchor as he slipped inside achingly slow. Caroline moaned and clenched against him.
She lay back, letting him take control, enjoying him filling her to the brim.
