Page 47 of Senator

I ended up sprawled against him. I held on to his shoulders as he parted my thighs and then settled my cleft along his hard, pulsing cock. A moan escaped my lips, and I rolled my hips to alleviate the throbbing that had flared to fire in my core.

“This is going to complicate things.”

He threaded his fingers through my hair and tugged my head back. “Nothing has ever been simple between us. Why start now?” He rubbed the stubble of his beard along my jaw and neck. “I need you, Jaci. You’re the only woman I’ve lost myself inside for the past three years. The thought of anyone else repulses me.”

My heart clenched at his words.

“Veer. Don’t say these things. It’s hard enough as it is.”

“What? Not tell you that whether we’re together or not, I don’t want another woman. That everywhere I go, all I do is think of you, even though I know you are going to marry one of my closest friends for the sake of both your careers.”

“Yes. It hurts too much to hear it.” I gazed into his hazel eyes. “I can’t handle thinking this is anything more than a release of sexual need.”

A muscle in his neck twitched, and he released his hold on my hair. “Is that how you want to do this, Jaci?”

Of course, it wasn’t. I wanted Veer and the life I’d set myself up to achieve, but having both wasn’t in the cards for me.

“Yes,” I lied. “It can’t be anything more.”

I ran my fingers over the scar running the length of his right cheek and cupped the back of his neck, pulling him toward my lips and kissing him.

“So be it.” He deepened our embrace, tongues dueling and savoring each other’s taste.

His hands went to the hem of my sweater and then slid underneath to cup my breasts. He rolled my nipples through the fabric of my bra, creating a delicious sensation that tingled throughout my body.

“Are you wet, baby?” he murmured. “Does your pussy need my cock?”

“Of course, I need you. It’s been six weeks. I think this is the longest we’ve gone without fucking in three years.”

“Then show me how much you want it. Get on your knees and make him nice and wet for your soft, delicious pussy.”

I slid off his lap, kneeling between his spread legs. I shimmied out of my pants and pulled my sweater over my head, leaving me in my bra and underwear.

“I want you naked. Take it all off.”

Reaching behind me, I unclasped the hook of my bra and let the silky material drop to the floorboard of the limo.

As I reached for my thong, he said, “No. I’ve changed my mind. Leave it on. You are sexy as hell in lace. Especially lace that I bought you.”

I leaned over, unbuttoning his tuxedo pants and carefully opening his fly to keep from catching his beautiful hard cock.

He helped me pull him out, letting his flared head hit my lips. I licked the pre-cum dripping along the slit and moaned, loving the clean, intoxicating taste of him. My tongue followed the thick vein running the underside of his thick cock, causing it to jump. Gripping the base, I engulfed him in my mouth, letting his hum of pleasure fill my ears as I took him almost to the base of his long length. As I came up, I followed the path with the squeeze of my palm.

“Oh Jaci. God, Jaci. That’s it. Take me, baby.”

I sucked him with long, slow pulls, knowing that was the way he enjoyed the movement of my mouth. The heat of his smooth, hot skin against my tongue sent a shiver down my spine.

I loved the feel of him, the taste of him, the essence of him. I bobbed up and down with my hands in tandem. His breath began to come in short pants, and his thighs quivered. He was close.

My hardened nipples ached and puckered tighter as I worked his cock. His arousal spurred mine. A low growl formed in the back of his throat. On a downward stroke, I rubbed the delicate spot behind his balls, causing a spasm to ripple through his thick, hard cock.

Preparing myself for the shot of his release deep in my throat, I swallowed.

“Oh no, you don’t.” He lifted me off the floorboard and pushed me back against the leather of the seat. His dripping length bobbed between us. “I don’t come unless you come first. That’s how it’s always been, and that’s how it will stay.”

I whimpered. My own need dripped past my thong and onto the insides of my thighs. “Then make me come.”

“You’re very bossy, Senator Camden.” He unbuttoned his shirt, throwing it to the side, and then pushed his pants the remainder of the way down.

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