“Fuck, you're beautiful,”he says, his voice rough.“You’re my beautifulgirlfriend.”
My stomach flutters. Girlfriend. I’m Jamie Patterson’s girlfriend. Again. This probably makes me seem like a freaking idiot, but I don’t even care. People might not understand it, but I can’t help the feelings I have for this man. As much as I wanted to ignore him, as much I wanted to hate him, it wasn’t possible.
“I can't believe I agreed to move in with you,” I chuckle softly.
“Having second thoughts, are you?”he asks, one eyebrow raised.
He climbs onto the bed, positioning himself over me, his weight supported on his arms.
Shaking my head, I say, “No. I don’t think I am.”
I reach up and pull him down to me, capturing his lips in another searing kiss. He pulls my hoodie over my head and tosses it to the floor, his hands finding the clasp of my bra immediately and tearing that off too.
His calloused palms caress my tits, his fingers pinching my nipples, and I gasp as his mouth replaces his fingers, his tongue swirling around one of the hardened peaks. He hums against my breast, the vibration making me squirm. His free hand slides down my body, pushing my leggings down. I lift my butt off the bed and use my hands to push them down all the way, exposing my lace panties. His fingers trace along the edge, and I can feel him smile against my chest when he discovers how wet I am.
“Someone's excited,”he murmurs, his finger pressing the soaked fabric against my aching pussy. “I love how wet you get for me, Sweetheart.”
“All for you,”I say, my voice breaking as he rubs slow circles over my clit through the thin material."Jamie, please..."
“Please what, baby?”He lifts his head from my breast, his blue eyes challenging me.“Do you need something from me?”
Dick.
“I need you inside me.”The words tumble out, desperate and uncensored.
Jamie's answering grin is feral.“I can make that happen.”
He hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties and pulls, the fabric tearing easily under his grip. The cool air hits my exposed pussy for only a moment before his fingers are there, sliding through my wetness, teasing my entrance before pushing two fingers inside me without warning.
I cry out at the sudden intrusion, my back arching off the bed.“Fuck, Jamie…”
“You're perfect,”he groans, his fingers curling inside me in a way that has stars exploding behind my eyelids.“You really want my cock, don’t you?”
“Yes…god, yes,” I reply, not even caring if it makes me sound desperate. I’ve never felt anything as good as when Jamie’s inside me.
I'm panting, my hips rising to meet each thrust of his hand."Please,” I whine.
He withdraws his fingers suddenly, leaving me empty and aching. Then I hear the zip of his pants, and a moment later, he's kicking his jeans off alongwith his briefs. His cock springs free, hard and veiny, already leaking precum from the tip.
I reach for him, wanting to feel him in my hand, but he catches my wrist and pins it above my head.“Do you want to touch or be fucked?” he asks.
“The second option.”
“That’s what I thought,” he says, positioning himself between my thighs, the head of his cock nudging at my entrance. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He slips inside easily, and I cry out, my hands grabbing the sheets.
Jamie fills me completely in one hard thrust, and we both groan at the sensation. My pussy grips him tightly, pulsing around his thick length as he stills inside me, giving me a moment to adjust. I don’t need a minute; I just need him to move.
He pulls back until just the tip remains inside me, then slams forward hard enough to make the bed frame creak.
“Fuck, baby,” Jamie groans.
He sets a brutal pace, each thrust driving me further into the mattress. His hands grip my thighs hard enough to bruise, pushing them wider and allowing him to sink even deeper.
“This pussy is mine,” he growls, leaning down to bite my shoulder. “You are mine. Say it, Sweetheart.”
“It's yours, Jamie. Fuck, I’m yours!”
Shifting his angle slightly, he hits that spot inside me that makes my vision blur. I feel my orgasm building rapidly, the tension coiling tighter and tighter in my core. My fingers dig into his back, leaving red scratches down his skin.
