Page 50 of Jameson

I shifted again. I ached so much.

His gaze sharpened. “Are you turned on, Greer?”

I nodded.

“Hungry?”

“For you.”

He slid his hands under my armpits and hauled me up. I loved his strength. I straddled him and his skin was hot against mine.

“I don’t deserve you,” he said.

“That’s crap. I’m offering myself because I want you so much.” Memories of what had happened earlier tried to intrude. I’d almost lost him.

“Hey, stay here with me,” he said.

I nodded, then I leaned forward and pressed my mouth to his. With a groan, he took full control. His tongue thrust intomy mouth, and I kissed him back. I wanted him with an urgency that should have scared me.

Soon I was panting from the kiss.

“I want to be deep inside you.” His voice was a low growl that shivered through me. “I’ve wanted that for a long time.”

“Me too. I’m all yours.”

“Good.” His hands squeezed my hips. “Show me. Take your clothes off.”

“Is that an order?” I asked breathily.

His hazel eyes glittered. “Yes.”

I slid off him. I took my clothes off fast, until I was only wearing black panties. His hot gaze was on me, taking its time to catalogue my almost-naked body. There was no doubt how much he liked to look at me.

I looked back. At his chest, then lower. His cock was hard again, and I sucked in a breath.

Then I gripped his shoulders for balance and climbed back on. Only a thin layer of lace separated me from that thick cock.

Jameson muttered a curse, his muscles tense and hard. He made me feel powerful. I loved seeing how much I affected him.

“You have a contraceptive implant?” he asked.

I nodded. The small implant protected against pregnancy and disease. I rocked against him and slid a hand down my belly. “Do you know how much I ache for you?”

“Show me.”

I slid my fingers into the lace, touching my sensitive clit. I gasped.

His hands ran along my sides and he pulled me closer. Then he sucked one of my nipples into his hot mouth.

“Oh.” Sensations rocketed through me. I arched my back, knowing he’d hold me.

“Fuck, the things I want to do to you.”

“So do them. I’m yours. My body is yours, Jameson.”

“What I want is my cock lodged deep in this slick, needy pussy.” His hand joined mine in my panties, stroking me.

I let out a moan. I was already so wet, but he had a big cock, and I knew I’d feel it.

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