Page 70 of Whiskey's Redemption

Nine.

Eight.

Seven, six, and all the way to two, I count before giving in and saying something. “Are you kidding me? Come on!” I push on his chest, which, of course, doesn’t even make him budge. I’m totally annoyed he’s being silent.

“Will you listen now, Carli?”

Exasperated, I slouch as I blow out a heavy breath. “Fine. Tell me what you want to. But don’t think my attention will be any better than it was before. You’re still clothed.”

“And so are you. Putting a red mark on your ass would be perfect right now. Give me a touch more sass, Carli, and you’ll learn how bad I’m holding off.”

I’m sure my eyes are bugging out, but it’s hard to deny I wouldn’t love that. “Okay, you got me there.”

Encroaching my space, causing me to back up, I hit the wall beside my door. “I missed you. Let’s not talk of babies and such. Not because I don’t care, but because I’ve thought of nothing but stripping you down and licking you dry for months straight. Awake and asleep, you’ve arrested my thoughts.”

With shallow breaths, I think of all the times I needed Jai, or the new toy, of which I nicknamed Whiskey for clarity, so that I could clear him out of my overexcited, erotic dream state of mind.

“Did you think of me?” Bending, kissing my jaw, the heated trails he leaves entices my skin to shiver.

“Yes,” I pant.

With his bulk blocking me, creating a warm core to wrap myself up in, I lean into his touch. “Did you come and imagine it being me? My tongue licking you, my fingers deep inside of you, my cock aching to fill you up? Are you wet now?”

Fuck yes! “More than I should be.”

Running a hand down my side, he grasps me in a way that is rough, but amazing. My body is betraying me, falling into him like putty. Gathering my strength, ignoring his well-placed hands, I croak, “We have to talk. This is great…like, so great.” I’m trying to think as he plies my sexual urges to the forefront. “Jamieson, we have to talk.”

“Not now, Carli. Right now, you need to push the keycard in and open this door so I can open your legs.”

“Jamieson.”

“Carli,” he growls. I can’t focus when he growls.

Fuck it. “Come here.” Tunneling my fingers through the hair at the back of his neck, I drag him down to me. I’m starved. And as his tongue touches mine, electricity shoots out of every nerve in my body. I can’t think of anything I’d rather do than this. After months of thinking of Jamieson, him being here, me mad he’s here, and thinking he only came for a child, I don’t care. I’m taking what I want because I’m allowed.

Grabbing my card out and slipping it through the slot, the green light flashes. Pulling the door open, backing me through the door, Jamieson closes it behind us. And as we fall into each other like we have before—hot, heavy, and so intense that it’s hard to see straight—he pulls away long enough to say, “Do you care about this outfit?”

“What?”

“Did a so and some shit design it for you? ’Cause I’m about to tear it to shreds. And if you don’t want me to, you best say it now.” Lifting his shirt above his head, he then unbuckles his belt. Jamieson stands in front of me, naked, with his proud as a peacock—no pun intended—staring me in the face.

Drawing my eyes up to his and away from the instrument of my destruction, I say, “No, it’s not special in the least.”

“Good.” Pulling the edge, the threads shriek their disapproval as it comes apart.

Once I step out of the leg holes, Jamieson tosses it to the side, inspecting me. Honestly, not much was left to the imagination once the jumper was gone.

Now I’m standing with only my dignity and 3M tape tit holders.

Looking at me sideways, grinning like a fool, I smile, knowing why he’s paused. “What is it now, Mr. Crown?”

“You’ve been naked underthisthe whole time?”

“Of course. Lines would look silly.”

Without invitation, reaching down to my awaiting pussy, he deftly moves to my core. Touching the edge of my joy toy, Jamieson smirks.

Hitting the button on the top of it, starting the little fucker up, Jamieson grins. “This is interesting. You weren’t lying, were you?”

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