“Yes!”
I hesitated, and he pushed my side, rolling us. I found myself on my back with an eager Jamie astride me. My cock slipped out as he moved us, but I had little time to complain, because he impaled himself once more, taking me deep in one smooth slide.
“Jamie,” I gasped.
He placed his hands on my chest and started riding me, taking me harder and faster than I thought possible. I grit my teeth, trying to hold back the rising tide of pleasure. But watching his body flex above me, all his lean muscles standing out as he gyrated, wasn’t helping.
He gasped for breath, slowing, and made a distressed sound as he grabbed his dick. “So close, but?—”
I grabbed his hips and braced my feet on the mattress. “I got you.”
I flexed my hips up, spearing deep inside him. Jamie cried out, but it was all pleasure as I slammed into him over and over. I used my strength to lift him a few inches, giving me more leverage to fuck up into that sweet body of his.
He jerked his cock more frantically, head dropping back, throat tendons tight and bulging, as he came over me. White droplets scattered over my stomach and he trembled in the aftermath.
It didn’t take much to finish me then. I rolled him under me, fucked him with unchecked abandon, and came within three strokes.
Jamie wrapped his arms around me as I shouted into his shoulder, shaking with the powerful orgasm. As the lust receded, I didn’t want to leave his body.
I rolled to the side, bringing him with me, so we remained connected for as long as possible. Slowly, my cock softened and slipped out of him.
Jamie kissed me gently. “How was that?”
“Incredible.” I kissed his lips, his nose, his forehead, his chin. “It’s never been so good. Not like that.”
He smiled sweetly. “Yeah? Same for me.”
I stared at him in wonder, this man who’d dared to want me even though I said I could never want him back. Who’d become my friend, despite my rejection. Who’d shown me all the wonderful ways that we were a perfect match.
And I couldn’t hold the words back any longer.
“I love you,” I whispered into his hair.
“That’s probably just the endorphins talking,” he said softly.
I drew back to look into his eyes. “I’ve wanted to say it for days. I know you probably think it’s too soon, but I do, Jamie. I love you.”
His eyes softened. “I love you too, Hank. I have right from the start.”
I pulled him against me, aware that we were wet and sticky and would need a shower soon and just not caring. For the moment, I wanted to hold the man who’d touched my heart when no one else had.
CHAPTER 28
Jamie
I watchedthe oven timer ticking down and grabbed my oven mitts off the counter to pull out my latest batch of dog biscuits.
“Jamie?” Hank called from the front door. “You ready to go?”
“Be right there!” I grabbed a spatula to slip each biscuit onto a cooling rack and checked the orders that had been placed through my online form.
I was still two dozen short. I’d have to make them later tonight. Between working overtime to get Corey trained up and spending every night with Hank, I’d had very little time to keep up with my biscuit-making.
I turned off the oven and hurried out of the kitchen. Tramp and Lady trailed me to the door. They were always my shadows when I was in the kitchen.
“Sorry, babies, no biscuits today.” Tramp whined. “But you get to go out! Who wants to go see Gamma and Poppa?”
Lady’s ears perked up, and she ran ahead of me to the front door, where Hank waited.
