“That we’re—”
“We’re not anything, Jamie. We’re not together,” I say sternly, but I immediately regret it when I see his face fall before turning angry again.
Without another word, he lifts me up and places me on the counter. My breath hitches as his hands grip my thighs, holding me in place. Well, this took an unexpected turn.
“Jamie,”I gasp, my voice shaky.“What the hell are you doing?”
“Showing you what we are,” he replies with a growl.
Suddenly, he grabs the hem of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head in one swift motion. My bra follows, my breasts exposed to the cool air. I try tocover myself, but he grabs my wrists, pushing my arms down to my sides. I’m in shock. I’ve never done it on a kitchen counter. Then again, I’ve never done it in a public locker room either until I was with Jamie.
I didn’t expect this conversation to head this way, and I know I should stop it. I should tell him to fuck off and leave me alone. I should, but I won’t. Because I think I’m going to like what comes next, and I can’t hide how my body reacts to his touch.
His hands slide over my stomach and up to my breasts. He squeezes them in his warm, rough hands, before his mouth lands on one of my nipples and he sucks hard. He plays with my other nipple between his fingers, pinching and squeezing, and the sensation is almost too much. My head falls back.
“Jamie, I…oh god,” I cry. I told myself this wouldn’t happen again. I told myself it was a one and done situation, just exes catching up. However, here we are. I’m half naked on the kitchen counter with Jamie sucking on my tits. Way to hold out, Ellie. Great job.
He pulls away, his eyes peering up at me with hunger. When he stands, his lips crash against mine, rough and demanding. I don’t even pull away. I just let him kiss me, his tongue invading my mouth and staking his claim.
Despite the fact that this is wrong, and I’ll probably regret it later, my body responds to him. My nipples tighten and my core aches with a familiar heat. Jamie’s hand slides down my back, gripping my hip and pulling me tighter against him. I feel the hardness of his cock pressing against me, and my breath catches in my throat.
He breaks the kiss, his breath ragged as he watches me.“You’re mine, Ellie,”he tells me, his voice hoarse with desire.“Do you understand? Mine. Not Freddie’s, or any other man.”
My eyes meet his, and instead of anger, I find hope and lust in them. I don’t respond, because I’m not completely sure how to. I don’t want to admit to him that I’m enjoying this. That deep down, I do want to be his. But I’m scared as hell to let him in again.
Jamie’s hand slides down, cupping me through my jeans. I gasp as he squeezes me, his touch both rough and tender.
“Tell me, Sweetheart,”he demands, his lips brushing against my ear.“Tell me you’re mine.”
My breath is unsteady and my body trembles with need. I can’t tell him that. I can’t be his.
He grabs my chin between his fingers and forces me to look him in the eyes.
“Say it, Ellie,” he says again, unbuttoning my jeans and pushing his hand inside.
My vagina is screaming at me to give in so he’ll give me what I need, and my brain is saying to stop this madness and run. But in the end, my vagina wins.
“Y-yes,”I practically whisper. “I’m yours.”
“You’re not just saying that so I’ll make you cum, are you Sweetheart?” he asks.
I shake my head as his hand moves lower and hovers over my panties.
“No.”
A dark smile curves his lips as he pulls his hand out of my jeans and steps back.
“Prove it,”he commands, his voice a challenge.
He hooks his fingers into the waistband of my jeans, pulling them down along with my panties in one swift motion.
I blink at him, unsure of exactly how he wants me to prove it to him. “H-how?”
He licks his lips seductively and I swear I almost fall apart. He looks so… strong. So completely in control that I totally forget how vulnerable he looked in the locker room. Right now, he doesn’t resemble that man at all. This man looks like he’s ready to destroy me.
His eyes darken as they focus between my legs.
“Open those legs and show me that pretty pussy. Let me devour you, Sweetheart,” he murmurs.
