Page 50 of Conquered Obstacles

I stood on my toes and gave him a kiss. “You’re welcome. Second?”

“I’m a bit miffed at my grandma. I’m tired of all the games. Just tell Barb that she knew it was lies. Why are we setting traps—aren’t we past that? Why give Barb’s fire more oxygen?”

“I agree, but I wasn’t in charge of it.”

“Yeah, Mom said about the same, and she’s not doing well either. Apparently, Dad is staying at a hotel. He demanded it after her behavior. She basically told him not to let the door hit him in the ass on the way out and not dare have another affair or he was dead.”

My eyes went wide at that.

Jamie just nodded. “Yeah, she sounded a few bottles into the wine that you gave her to sample. So I’ll tell her the rest tomorrow. Can you send her a few cakes?”

I nodded, thinking of Patti and making an array of treats appear. “Done.”

“Good, now I get to eat you.” He mashed his mouth to mind and moved his hand over my body. “Can we skip the swimsuits? Or I can keep on my shorts.”

I swallowed loudly. “I think we can skip them.”

“Undress for me and then I’ll undress for you,” he offered. “You can tell me to stop if you get uncomfortable.”

“I won’t. You’re not scary,” I whispered, more for myself than to assure him… And we both knew it.

I stepped away and slowly took off my clothes, even taking down my hair and ignoring it had been up all day and was probably gross. I turned to let him get the full view of me before checking the water and slowly stepping in. I didn’t go to the lower seat so I was deeper in the water, but the higher one so my elbows were leaning on the lip.

And my breasts were on full display for him, something Jamie very much liked.

“You are so gorgeous that my body goes wild and I fucking drool, Arabella,” he breathed before grabbing his shirt by the collar behind his head and yanking it off.

I licked my lips as I stared over his firm, toned, and muscular body. His shoes and socks were already gone, and he had his belt off fast before he undid his pants. I watched as they fell off his lean hips, and then he was standing there in his boxer briefs.

“You’re sure?” he checked.

I nodded but then froze, realizing something. I blinked at him. “I want to see it.”

“You will when I take off my shorts,” he hedged.

“No, you masturbate. I want to see it not be violent. I mean, you’ve finished with me, but—you said we should do it together, but I want to see you do it thinking of me. I want to focus on you and see how…”

“It should go?” he offered.

“How it is for you?” I asked but kind of said. “When I’m here.”

Understanding filled his eyes. I wanted to see he would keep control and not hurt me just because we hit the next level, and I could that way when there was still distance between us.

Then heat filled his gaze. “I’ve never done that with anyone before. It’s fucking hot. You got me fucking hard and now you want me to take care of it before I come eat you out.”

“Yes,” I breathed, shivering at the idea.

“Shit, yeah, I’m in,” he agreed, pulling down his boxer briefs.

I blinked at his dick, shocked at how nice it was. I mean, I didn’t have any positive experiences being intimate with them, but… Men hadn’t always been big on clothing. Or being all that—ancient men had been gross and peed just about anywhere or fucked anywhere. I had seen more than my fair share of too much.

And even around wolves—I knew what a penis looked like, and Jamie’s was very nice.

Scary, but attractive because it was his.

He sat on the edge of the hot tub and wrapped his hand around his dick, leaning on his other hand and staring at me. “Yeah?”

I nodded, strangely into it. Or maybe not that strangely. I was into Jamie so it made sense.

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