Well, I loved him, so I supposed it was only fair to let him have his fun, too. I dropped onto my back beside him. “Okay, sorry. I was being selfish.”
“Hardly.” Jamie scrambled on top of me, swinging a leg over my waist and bringing his ass down right over my hard cock. His mouth locked over mine, swallowing my moan of pleasure.
Jamie grasped my shoulders, squeezing and stroking his way down my arms, then up my flanks to my chest. He dug his fingers in, testing my muscle, and rocked his ass deliciously over my aching cock.
“Jamie,” I protested as he sucked a kiss to my neck.
“Yeah?”
He squirmed over my cock again, pushing me perilously close to the edge. I grabbed his waist, holding him still. “You’re driving me crazy.”
He smiled impishly. “Oh, am I?”
I raised my eyebrows, reassessing my new boyfriend. Apparently, he was more devious than I’d realized.
“You’re doing it on purpose, huh?”
His smiled. “No?”
I grabbed his waist and rolled him beneath me, pinning him to the bed. “Well, now I have to get even.”
“Oh, no,” he said with a laugh, eyes bright.
His joy was infectious, and soon I was laughing with him. I’d never been playful in bed, and especially not with my cock straining with a desperate need to come.
But who could resist Jamie’s smile? Love practically shot out of his eyes like two laser beams, but I knew I must look the same.
I rubbed against him, intending to tease him as he’d teasedme. Jamie reached for his bedside table, retrieving some lube. He lowered his hand between us, slicking both our cocks, and suddenly my playful rutting turned desperately serious.
“Jamie,” I said, voice strained. “I might…”
“I know,” he said, rolling his hips up, thrusting his cock against mine, hands splayed over my back, encouraging me to move. “Keep going. Come on me. I want to feel it.”
My hips kicked into high gear, thrusting and rutting, until I hit that sharp precipice and teetered there on the edge of coming. I’d never really done this with a woman. Just rubbed all over her body until I couldn’t take it anymore. But there was something incredibly intimate and primal about it. Jamie’s body beneath mine, his mouth hanging open as he panted for breath, his eyes glazed with passion.
“Hank,” he gasped. “Kiss me?”
I took his mouth hard, the wet heat of his tongue exactly what I needed. I came hard, cock pulsing onto his belly. He cried out against my lips, his cock jerking beneath me as he came too.
We shook through the powerful orgasm together, breathing hard as we rode out our pleasure.
When Jamie’s breathing grew labored, I realized I was squashing him. I rolled to the side. “Damn, that was good.”
Jamie propped himself on his side, lips curled into a smile. “Yeah?”
“Hell yeah.” I tugged him over my chest, not even caring as our cum smeared together, and kissed him again. “In fact, let’s shower and then go do it again.”
He laughed. “Are you one of those guys?”
“What guys?”
“Hot for it all the time?” Jamie asked.
I considered. “I haven’t ever been before, but…” I waggled mybrows. “None of my partners were my perfect match. So, we’ll see.”
“Good answer,” Jamie said, pecking another kiss to my lips before rolling out of the bed and holding out his hand. “Come on. Shower, and then I’ll show you how good I really am with my mouth.”
A curl of warmth unfurled in my groin, but I was nowhere close to ready to go again. Hopefully, a few minutes in the shower would fix that problem, because I was suddenly very interested in all of Jamie’s talents.
