Page 48 of Dive Into Me

I clapped. “I’m proud of you.”

“Don’t be. I went over every possible thing that could go wrong in my mind and deduced that I’ll be fine.”

I rolled my eyes with mock disappointment. “Ugh, your poor brain. Here I thought you were learning to be spontaneous,” I joked. I poked fun but I wanted to know why he was like that. I’d never get to see his many layers because our time together was limited.

“Hey.” Jamie snagged my chin, pulling me from my thoughts. “Brooding is supposed to be my thing, not yours.” He searched my face. “What were you thinking just now?”

I swallowed the emotions clawing at my chest. “I was thinking of ways to distract you from your control freak ways.”

His furrowed eyebrows and narrowed eyes said he didn’t believe me, so I did the only thing I knew would take his mind off talking… I wound my arms around his shoulders and pressed my lips to his.

He instantly took over, circling my waist with one arm and cupping my nape with the other hand. He deepened the kiss and commanded my mouth. In this case, I didn’t mind his need for control because he was damn good at taking the lead in the sex department.

I moaned my protest when he pulled away. “Tell me what you were really thinking about,” he demanded.

His disapproving look made me sigh. “I just don’t want to talk about the heavy stuff, Jamie. We don’t have much time…” My pleading look worked because he gave in and kissed me again. This time, with more urgency.

As our lips melded once again, the rising heat drove away my worries… for now. I let myself get lost in him and the feel of his body against mine. As he explored my mouth, his hand caressed my back. My skin instantly heated despite standing in the cool water. He then roamed lower, moving over my hips and further down to grasp my thighs and lifted me to him.

My legs wrapped around his waist. I was a little disappointed that he still wore shorts because I ached to feel him inside me again. Our first time together had been so incredible and so moving that he’d become my addiction. After many rounds of lovemaking during our two days stuck in that cabin, I still felt as if I’d combust if I didn't have him now.

I pulled away from his lips so I could look into his eyes. “I need you,” I whispered, barely able to control the desperation in my voice. Maybe that was a bad thing. Needing Jamie probably wasn’t a good idea when I’d only have him for another couple of days. Without a word, he carried me back to the pool’s edge and sat me down on the towel where we’d had our picnic.

He stared into my eyes as he stood between my legs. He just stared until I wondered what he was thinking so intently about or what he was looking for.

“I need you too,” he said.

There was the slightest catch in his voice, which could have easily been missed, but I heard it. What did that mean? I had the suspicion that it meant he needed me in more than a sexual way. Or perhaps I was getting ahead of myself…

I stopped thinking about it when he leaned close and pressed his lips to mine again. He then went on to caress my neck with light kisses and then moved down to my breasts. Waves of pleasure shot through me when he took one of my nipples into his mouth, his tongue teasing and his teeth nipping at it. I arched my back, pressing myself closer to him, wanting more.

He gave me more, moving his attention over to my other breast to lavish it with attention as he slipped his hand between my legs. My breath was caught in my throat even though his fingers barely teased me. I wiggled my hips, trying to get closer to his fingers. I knew he could work magic with them, and I was eager to experience it.

“Lay back and relax, Charlotte. Let me take my time.”

My heart hammered with anticipation as I did what he said. I lay down and watched him as he hovered over me. He bent down and kissed my stomach, his lips leaving trails of fire as he traveled lower. He finally reached his destination, and I gasped as he used his tongue to trace my mound before settling on my clit.

He wasn’t in any rush. The strokes of his tongue were relaxed yet powerful enough to have me writhing in pleasure.

I moaned his name over and over as he continued his slow, sensual torture. He looked up at me with hunger in his eyes and then plunged his tongue inside me. My body arched off the ground and I cried out as my hands clawed at his hair.

“How did you get so good at this?” I panted. “Never mind, I don’t want to know.”

I was barely holding it together. Jamie chuckled darkly and then increased his pace, driving me further into sweet bliss. His fingers replaced his tongue which went back to swirling and flicking over my sensitive bundle of nerves. The dual stimulation had me on the verge of bursting into flames.

I was lost in the sensations, unable to think or speak as he brought me to the brink and over the edge. My body shook with the force of my climax and my legs tightened around his shoulders as if I thought I could use him to keep me anchored. I barely came down from my high when he pulled me back into the water and right into his arms.

With his lips pressed to my ear, he whispered, “You taste so good... like a newly discovered delicacy that I can’t get enough of. I'm fucking addicted to you, Charlotte. What am I supposed to do with that?”

I pulled back slightly to look at him, wondering if he was addressing me or just murmuring things to himself.

“I…” My response died on my tongue when he lifted me onto his waiting shaft and slid into me.

I gasped as he slowly filled me, touching parts of me no one else ever had... because it wasn’t just physical with him. Could I possibly be in love with Jamie after knowing him for about a week? That was insane... right? I lost my train of thought when he moved.

I felt as if every nerve ending in my body was being stimulated. Before experiencing this level of intimacy with Jamie, sex had been generic. Just something I did to satisfy that itch or because it was what people in relationships did. This was… something extraordinary. Our bodies moved in perfect rhythm as if we were meant to be connected like this.

Jamie’s eyes remained locked with mine and the contact heightened the intensity of the moment. As if our bodies were in tune, we shattered simultaneously. It was the first time I’d ever experienced it.

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