“You already have,” I pout. He chuckles to himself.
“Yeah, and I can’t fucking get enough.”
He pushes me back onto the bed, his hands moving to my panties. He slides them down my legs. When I’m completely bare to him, his gaze wanders up and down my body, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.
“You are…”he pauses. “God, Ellie. You’re fucking stunning.” His hands move to my thighs, spreading them apart. I feel exposed and vulnerable, but the way he’s looking at me makes me feel powerful and desired.
He begins to kneel, but pauses, taking a sharp inhale. Sitting up on my elbow, I watch as his expression turns from desire to pain.
“Jamie? Are you okay?” I ask carefully. He nods, gritting his teeth.
“Yeah, it’s just my knee.”
I sit up quickly, concerned.
“Well, get on the bed! You shouldn’t be crouching like that anyway,” I scold. He shakes his head, standing from his position and hovering over me once again.
With a smile, he says, “Aw, Sweetheart. Do you actually care about me?”
I glare at him, not saying anything. Of course I care about him, and that’s the internal problem I’m having here. Because caring about him means getting attached, and I’m already pretty much there. It might be too late for me to go back now.
He climbs onto the bed, patting the pillow next to him.
“Come here, baby.”
I crawl up the bed, lying next to him, and he moves to hover over me. Leaning down, his lips touch mine. It’s a brief, soft touch before he kisses his way down my body, landing right on my clit. My back arches as his tongue begins to work. Oh, God.
“Jamie,”I moan, my voice desperate. I gasp as he licks a slow, deliberate path up my pussy, his mouth hot and wet. His hands grip my thighs tighter, holding me open as he delves deeper, his tongue flicking over my clit, then dipping inside me.
“Fuck,”I groan, my head falling back into the pillow.“Yes, right there.”
I don’t think I’ve ever been so vocal during sex. I’m usually reserved and quiet, only moaning every once in a while. Maybe I’ve just been with guys that don’t make me feel the way Jamie does. Jamie’s tongue is magic, and don’t get me started on his dick. I’d forgotten how perfect it was.
He hums against me, the vibrations sending shivers through me. His tongue is relentless, his mouth devouring me, and I feel my orgasm building.
“Jamie, I’m close,”I warn, my voice shaky.
I feel him smile before he says, “cum for me, Ellie,”he urges, his fingers pressing into my thigh as he sucks my clit into his mouth.
I cry out, my back arching off the bed as my orgasm crashes over me. God, it feels like ecstasy. I’ve never felt a better feeling, and it’s because of the man in front of me. The one man I never thought would make me feel like this again.
Jamie groans, squeezing me harder. When I finally come down from my high, he lifts his head to look at me. His mouth is glistening, his eyes are full of fire and lust, and he wears a devilish smile.
Right then, I make a decision. I decide that it’s time to give him something in return. Something I’ve imagined doing since the first time I saw him naked again.
With a newfound confidence, I sit up, giving him an innocent expression.
“Your turn,”I whisper. His brows furrow, as if he believes he heard me wrong.
“My turn?” heasks, and I nod.
“Yes. Lay down. I want to taste you,” I tell him. I don’t even know who I am right now, but I know what I want and that’s him.
He does as I say, climbing up the bed and lying on his back. His perfectly erect cock stands, ready for me to take control. When my palm wraps around his length, Jamie inhales sharply. I begin to pump slowly at first, keeping a steady rhythm that seems to be satisfying him by the way his eyes roll into the back of his head. When his eyes shut, I lean down and wrap my lips around him. He’s warm and large, and the salty taste of him makes me want more.
Jamie groans. “Fuck, Ellie. God, you’re amazing.”
I hold back my smile as I let myself sink deeper onto him. I gag a bit as he hits the back of my throat, but after a few seconds, I’m used to it. I move faster, peering up at him through my lashes. He’s beautiful. He always has been but seeing him reveling in this feeling that I’m giving him is beyond hot. His abs flex and his muscles coil as he lifts himself just enough to hit the back of my throat again.
