Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 83777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
“Oh, yeah?”
“Do you know what that might be?”
“I have an idea.” His smirk grew wider. “You sure you’re ready?”
A simple nod was all it took.
As soon as he got the answer he needed, his hands slipped around my waist as he leaned towards me and pressed his lips firmly against mine. The kiss quickly became heated, but that was nothing new. Jameson always knew how to get to me.
I let my fingers trail along the curves of his perfectly defined chest and relished the sensation of having him so close. I felt him smile against my mouth as I reached for the hem of his shirt and eased it up over his head.
My eyes drifted down, slowly roaming over the defined muscles of his chest, and I couldn’t imagine wanting anyone more than I wanted him at that moment. “We’re going to have to be quiet.”
“I can be quiet.”
“I mean it, Jameson. I don’t want to traumatize the children.”
“Then, you best keep your panting and screaming to a minimum.”
“I don’t pant and scream.”
“You do, and I like it.” He began trailing kisses along the crook of my neck. “But we’ll take it easy, or at least, try to.”
A moan of pleasure filled the room as his hands drifted down to my waist, pulling me tightly against his muscular frame. His warm hands slid beneath my tank top and across my bare back, his touch sending a rush of warmth through my entire body. I felt myself being led backwards as his strong hands slid up my waist, pulling the soft cotton fabric over my head.
When the back of my legs touched the edge of the bed, he slowly lowered me down onto the mattress and tossed my shirt to the side. My breath became ragged with anticipation as he slipped off my leggings and tossed them to the floor.
Jameson looked down at me, watching appraisingly as my breasts rose and fell with each heaving breath. “You have no idea how hard it’s been not to touch you. I’ve wanted you so fucking much.”
“I’ve wanted you even more.”
I gasped as his fingertips gripped my thighs and parted my legs to sink between them. When his hands cupped my breasts, I arched into them, as he lowered his head and trailed kisses across my chest. My ragged breaths echoed through the room as his hand slowly slid between my legs.
He ran his thumb along the edge of my lace panties, teasing me and touching me where I wanted him the most. He took his time caressing me while his free hand cupped my breast, his soft lips hungrily nipping and sucking along the sensitive flesh. The rough, calloused pad of his finger stroked me as he growled, “So fucking perfect.”
Jameson alternated between my breasts, all while lowering my panties down my thighs. He tugged at them with agonizingly slow movements, reveling in the impatience building within me. My hands raked through his hair as I pulled his mouth closer.
Jameson’s touch was always possessive and full of need, and sometimes rough in the most delicious way. He always seemed to know what my body and mind needed, and he gave it without question. Tonight, he knew I needed slow and gentle, and that’s exactly what he was giving me.
I could feel the smooth fabric of the lace slipping over my skin as my panties finally reached my ankles, and it only added to the anticipation. The warmth of his breath caressed my skin as he began to shower my stomach and thighs with kisses. My body began to tingle in anticipation as the bristles of his beard brushed against my center.
“Jameson,” I whimpered with need as my hands dropped to the sheets, clamping down. I felt his tongue sweep against me as his fingers eased inside me, and his tongue swirled around my most sensitive spot. As he continued to tease me with his mouth, I became lost in the sensation. I was close to the edge when my hands drifted to his head, my fingers tangling in his hair as I panted, “Yes,” over and over again.
I was still in a haze when Jameson eased off me, reaching over to the bedside table for a condom. In a blink, he was back on top of me, centering himself between my legs. I smiled in satisfaction as his cock brushed against my clit, sending lust-filled chills down my spine. Our eyes met, and everything stilled.
In that moment, there was no doubt in my mind that he loved me. He’d proven it time and time again. I loved him too, and I had every intention of showing him exactly what he meant to me.
His lips pressed against mine as his warm hands roamed all over my naked body, leaving a trail of sparks in their wake. I opened my legs wider as he slowly slid inside me, making my breath catch in my throat. Seeing that I needed time to adjust, he stilled and kissed me along the curve of my neck and shoulder.