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She makes a soft sound of surprise. Or maybe pleasure.

I slip my other hand into her hair and squeeze a little, tipping her head back. She dangles there, leaning into me.

I told her when she accepted my proposal that I wouldn’t be throwing her any curveballs. I don’t intend to.

I’ll make sure this one lands as gently as possible.

I tell her “I want you.”

After a slight hitch in her breath, she says, “I’ve been yours for weeks, Jameson.”

I drift my lips over hers, not quite kissing her. “I want you to know what you’re getting into first. We agreed to discuss this beforehand. So, here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to slip off your robe and eat your pussy. Then I’m going to fuck you. I’ll try to be as gentle as I can, but that might be a struggle right now.”

I lick my lip, giving her a moment to absorb that, and she swallows, her body soft and willing against mine.

“Then I’m going to let you sleep. Then I’m going to fuck you again. Much harder. I’m going to fuck you a lot, in every position I can think of, as long as you’ll let me. And I’m going to make you come so much that just the thought of sex, any time it comes into your mind, will make you long for sex with me.”

That’s my goal, anyway. And I’m pretty determined to make it happen.

My heart thuds a broken rhythm when I utter, “Tell me you want that,” desperate to hear it.

“Yes,” she whispers fervently. “I want that.”

I want her so fucking badly, by the time I slam my mouth down on hers, I’m shaking with the effort to hold back.

Chapter 36

Megan

WOW.

I’ve never seen someone crank up the I’m going to fuck you now vibes so hard and so fast.

It’s like a horny switch was flipped.

Jameson kisses me deep and slow, like he’s waiting for my response to catch up, tightening his hand in my hair when I take too long to kiss him back just as passionately. I’m still halfway in shock. My hand grips his robe, and I can feel his heartbeat thudding where we touch.

When he breaks away, I sag against him, wanting more.

“If we do this,” he tells me devoutly, “it changes everything. There’s no going back.”

“I know that.”

He shakes his head slightly, like he’s not sure I do, though.

“I’m very hungry, Megan.” His thumb strokes the side of my neck. “You haven’t even glimpsed my appetite yet. And I’ve never wanted anyone so badly. I want to make you come until you can’t come anymore.”

My heart pounds, ferocious now, against his.

I’m a little dazed, to say the least, from the abrupt change. The way he’s talking to me. And touching me. So different from how he usually avoids touching me, to put it mildly.

But I quickly surrender.

“Please,” I say softly.

And I swear I see something snap in his eyes.

He releases my hair. Then he unties my robe and slips it off my shoulders, letting it fall. I’m naked underneath.

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