Page 41 of Jameson

Fuck.

Need pounded inside me—hot, relentless. I ran my hands up her bare legs, listening to her small gasps. She wasn’t wearingany panties. I parted her thighs. In the shadows of the kitchen, it was like no one else existed. It was just us.

I pushed her back flat on the counter and her lips parted. Her gaze locked on mine.

“So damn beautiful.” I lowered my head and pushed her shirt up. I peppered kisses across her stomach. Her skin was smooth, and I felt her shiver under my lips.

“God, Jameson.” Her voice was husky.

Greer. I was finally touching Greer. I pushed her thighs apart even wider. If I didn’t taste her, I’d lose my mind.

I ran my mouth up her inner thigh.

She made a choked sound, her hands twisting in my hair.

Then, my mouth was finally—finally!—on her sweet pussy.

So. Fucking. Good.

I licked and explored her sweetness. She made a garbled sound, tugging on my hair. I licked at her—she was slick, and her honey-musk taste filled my senses. She pushed her body closer, arching to my mouth.

“Perfect. So damn perfect.” I found the swollen nub of her clit and circled it with my tongue.

“Jameson.”

“You have no idea,” he growled. “No fucking idea how you affect me. How much I want you all the damn time.”

Her lips parted. She stared at me.

I went back to eating her—licking, sucking until she was making incoherent sounds and writhing for me.

I slid my finger inside her. She was tight and slick. How would it feel to slide my cock inside her?

Savoring the sounds she made, I kept licking, feeling her nails on my skin. Then her body tensed. She was close.

I closed my lips on her clit and sucked. With a sharp cry, she came, crying out my name.

Watching her come was the best thing I’d ever seen. I rubbed my mouth against her thigh, watching the pleasure wash over her.

Damn. My gut was hot and tight. I’d made Greer come. That felt like an honor.

Her eyes opened, were slightly dazed, and we looked at each other. She cupped my face, her nails rasping on my stubble.

“More,” she murmured.

Need shot straight through my cock. My fingers tightened on her legs. “How much more?”

She licked her lips. “Everything.”

I was just about to haul her closer and take her to her quarters when my communicator pinged.

I cursed and dropped my chin to my chest. Talk about colossal bad timing. I didn’t want to answer it. It pinged again.

“Answer it, Jameson,” she murmured.

Biting back a curse, I yanked it off my belt. “Steele.”

“Jameson.” Kai’s voice. “We have movement in the trees to the east.”

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