Page 109 of It's Complicated

“Don’t need it.” I batted the lube out of his hand. “Just put it in and fuck me already.”

“So romantic.” Jamie chuckled and swiped the bottle off the bed.

“Next round, you’ll get romance,” I promised breathlessly, unhooking my ankles and letting my legs fall apart so my thighs were spread wide. “Now fuck me like I owe you money before I lose my goddamn mind.”

Jamie let out a little snort-laugh and flicked the cap of the lube open. “Patience, Z. I’m going to fuck you,” he promised, pouring some of the lube into his hand. “But I’m not going to hurt you.”

Reaching between us, he slicked the lube over his cock, then rubbed his fingers against my hole.

“Jamie,” I whined, pushing back against his hand like a man possessed.

He pulled his fingers away and shifted so he lay over me. “I’ve got you. Just relax for me.”

Something broad and blunt poked at my hole. I stopped myself from pushing back against it, letting Jamie lead.

“That’s it.” He pressed a soft kiss against my lips. “Now bear down and let me in.”

Jamie’s kiss was soft and sweet as he pushed into me, his pace slow and deliberate.

I sighed against his lips, my mind a bit floaty as his thighs brushed my ass.

“You’re inside me,” I mumbled, half delirious from the intensity of having all of Jamie in me.

My plug was a hell of a lot smaller and thinner than Jamie’s dick, and the burn from the extra stretch felt incredible as he tunneled deeper than anything ever had.

“I am.” He dropped another sweet kiss on my lips and slowly pulled out. “God, you feel amazing.”

I gripped his ass and yanked, driving my hips up as I hauled him down, forcing him to slam back into me. “Hard,” I begged. “Need it hard.”

Jamie let out a little snarl that was way too hot and buried his face in my neck, his hips pistoning as he pumped inside me.

I moaned and shifted, angling my hips so he hit exactly where I needed him to.

Every glide of his cock over my prostate sent another zing of pleasure through me, building on each other until I was mumbling incoherently and clawing at his back, begging him to go harder and faster, even though he was already fucking me so hard my headboard slammed against the wall in a frantic rhythm.

Jamie tore his mouth from mine and sat back on his heels, his thighs spread wide and his powerful body looming over me like some sort of sex god.

I stared up at him, clenching around his length and panting like I’d just finished running speed drills.

Gripping my thighs, Jamie slammed into me, fucking me hard and yanking me back to meet every punishing thrust.

I lay on the bed, delirious with pleasure and moaning non-stop as my best friend and boyfriend fucked me within an inch of my life.

“Stroke yourself,” he gritted out. “Get yourself off.”

I fisted the comforter, gripping it tight. I was so close I knew I’d come the second either of us touched my dick.

Jamie looked down at where we were joined. “Fuck, Z. You have no idea how hot it is to see you take my cock like this.”

I moaned, every nerve ending in my body lighting up as my lower half tightened.

Holy shit, I was about to come hands-free.

“Oh god,” Jamie’s rhythm faltered, and a look of bliss crossed his handsome features. “I can feel it. Feel you coming.”

With an inhuman cry, I arched right off the bed, my cock bucking wildly between us as Jamie continued to fuck me within an inch of my life.

“That’s it, Z. Come for me,” Jamie encouraged. “Come on my cock and let me feel it.”

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