Page 97 of Every Beat of My Heart

“Fuck. That feels good.” His large hand turned me so he could dip between my legs and play with me.

I moaned around his cock, and he gritted his teeth. “You feel fantastic.”

I popped off for a second to say, “That’s the idea.”

I sucked him hard, wanting him to feel good. I didn’t need to draw it out or tease him anymore than I already had.

With a groan, he lifted me in the air and turned me so that my pussy was over his mouth. I felt his breath before he pulled me down onto his mouth.

I whimpered, completely forgetting my job when he lightly smacked my ass. Remembering that I was supposed to be making him feel good, I gripped his cock and got to work licking and sucking him.

Jameson anchored me to him, and I couldn’t escape the sensation of his lips and fingers. He quickly worked me up. When I let go, spasming around his fingers, he shot into my mouth. I swallowed him down, then rested my head against his hard thigh.

When we’d recovered, he helped me move so that I was resting in his arms.

“I had other plans for you tonight.”

“I’m not done with you either,” Jameson said gruffly, holding me more tightly.

I circled my finger on his chest. “How was the rest of the night? Did anyone give you a hard time?”

Jameson stiffened. “Brian accused me of sabotaging Bryce’s future.”

My forehead wrinkled. “How are you doing that? The kids are in sixth grade.”

“According to him, I developed another player to replace Bryce. Like I did it intentionally to hurt him or something.”

“You know that’s not true.” My finger circled the hair on his chest.

But Jameson looked upset; his brow was furrowed and his lips downturned. “I want to help kids.”

“And you did.”

“I wasn’t trying to hurt Bryce. He just didn’t play well today.”

“Any coach would have taken him out if he had another option.”

“The thing was, Owen hadn’t played in a game before. I had no idea how he would do. But I had to take that chance. I wasn’t trying to make Bryce look bad.”

“Bryce was the one who didn’t play well.”

“I don’t want to worry about any of that tonight.” He rolled so that he was on top of me. My legs spread to accommodate him, and his already-hard cock pressed against my thigh.

“Are you ready to go again?” I asked, surprised.

Jameson grinned. “I’m always ready when it comes to you.”

This time he went more slowly, kissing and sucking on every inch of my bare skin until I was writhing beneath him, a sweaty mess. “Jameson, please. I need you.”

“I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that.”

I wanted to tell him I loved him, that I wanted more, but it wasn’t the time or the place. He would think it was just the heat of the moment. And I knew he was worried about the stuff going on with his team.

When he slid inside me, I was lost in the feel of him, filling me up. He felt so good tonight. Even better than normal.

He lowered himself, so that his body pressed against mine, and kissed me. I’d never felt closer to him. I liked having him in my house, in my bedroom.

I needed to talk to Owen about it. See how he felt about Jameson taking a bigger role in our lives. But more importantly, I needed to make sure Jameson was on the same page as me.

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