Page 136 of Their Greatest Strength

He paws at my ass and spreads the cheeks while burying his tongue inside of me, not caring about the filthy noises that explode in the room.

“Jamie,” I mewl, arching further to try and open myself up more for him. “Sogood. You’re—That’s . . . Yes!”

He moans into my pussy and brings his thumb to my clit, rubbing hard circles around it the way I like. The stimulation is intense, but the pleasure is stronger. I rock my hips faster, riding his face while my fingers curl into the comforter.

“More. More, baby. I’m close,” I plead, my forehead rubbing against the bed.

With a deep, guttural noise, Jamie sucks at my pussy and moves his thumb faster, the pressure growing firmer with every pass. My thighs shake, and I gasp, pushing myself back into his mouth as my climax crests.

His groan is loud, almost angry, and he stays where he is, continuing to pleasure me until I can’t take any more and pull forward away from his face.

I’ve hardly caught my breath by the time he’s spinning me onto my back and staring down at me, a blinding sense of devotion in his eyes. He drags his palm down his face and licks his lips before crawling on top of me and hitching my thigh around his hip.

“That’s the best meal I’ve ever had,” he muses, bringing his mouth to my neck. His kisses are hot and wet, making my core clench in anticipation. “You’re the best everything I’ve ever had.And when you smile at me like that?” With a hand to his chest, he blows out a hard breath. “I feel like I can fly.”

“Stop it,” I whisper, unable to shake the smile he’s talking about.

The head of his cock slides through my pussy, painting me in his precum but never slipping inside. He takes the bottom of his sweatshirt and slides it up my stomach, kissing the skin revealed inch by inch.

“I’m not stopping. You’ll have to make me.”

Not happening.

When the sweatshirt gets pushed over my sports bra, he abandons it long enough to tug my breasts free of the tight fabric. As if he genuinely can’t get enough of me and my body, he takes my breasts into his hands and presses them together before pulling a nipple between his lips and sucking.

I moan, dragging my nails down his scalp. Everything turns me on when I’m with Jamie, but having him feast on my breasts with no sign of coming up for air is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen in my life.

He rolls my nipple between his teeth before shifting to the other one and giving it the same love. By the time he’s releasing my breasts and working my clothes the rest of the way off, I’m shaking with need.

Feeling that, Jamie kisses me. He softly coaxes my lips open and snakes his tongue into my mouth. I can taste myself, but it doesn’t matter. Nothing does but him.

“I’m on birth control,” I whisper, holding his sides.

“I haven’t been with anyone in at least six months.”

I drag my nails along his skin, holding his gaze. “Don’t use a condom.”

“Tell me if it’s too much or you want to stop. You set the pace, baby,” he says, running his fingers through my pussy before filling me with two. “I’m going to try three fingers now.”

I nod, lost in the way he looks at me like I’m his one and only forever.

The stretch of his fingers is uncomfortable but not painful. By the third glide of them inside, I’m relaxing again. A beat later, he’s pulling them free and holding the thigh still hitched on his hip.

“I love you, Blakely,” he murmurs as his cock breaches me.

My eyes roll back as he slowly sinks inside, stalling after a few moments. A shaky, strained exhale, and then he’s retreating and pushing back inside, deeper this time.

“Relax for me, baby. It’s a tight fit, but we’re halfway there. You’re doing so good for me,” he coos.

I try to relax, but it feels too good.

My clit sings when he plays with it, giving me what I need. The pleasure blooms, and a heartbeat later, he’s sliding so deep I cry out, so, so full.

“Fucking Christ, you’re still so tight,” he hisses, squeezing his eyes shut as his expression tightens.

The roughness in his voice has me involuntarily clenching around him, growing even more turned on. His stomach muscles ripple as he falls back onto his knees and uses his hold on my thigh to lift my ass off the bed.

Somehow, he goes even deeper.

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