Page 38 of A Reclusive Heart

“Fine,” Jamie grumbled, knowing that she was pouting and not really caring. She moved to sit down on the small couch only to decide that if she wasn’t expected to leave this hotel room, then she was going to at least be comfortable. “I’m going to change into something more comfortable to work in, then,” she said, heading for the door connecting their rooms to change into her flannel pajamas and order a hot fudge sundae from room service.

Nick didn’t say anything as she left the room and she didn’t expect him to. When he was working, nothing else mattered. Biting back a sigh, Jamie walked over to her bag and grabbed her flannel pajamas when the light pink shopping bag that she’d forgotten about caught her eye.

Worrying her bottom lip between her teeth, she glanced back at the closed door and then back at the bag. Could she really do this? Curious to see if she could make Nick lose his cool, Jamie decided that yes, she really could. With a heartfelt sigh, she grabbed the bag and made her way to the bathroom.

Nick didn’t bother lookingup from his computer when Jamie walked back into the room a few minutes later. He needed to figure out a few backup plans just in case this bad weather followed them on their tour. He was just about to ask Jamie how she felt about hitting Texas when a flash of white caught his eye.Not really thinking much of it, he looked up and nearly choked on his tongue at the sight before him.

Before his mind fully registered the fact that Jamie was wearing the short white silk and lace number that had made him harder than steel at the store, he was getting to his feet and tearing off his shirt and tie. When she bent over in front of him to pick something up from the coffee table, he stumbled when he got his first look at her bare ass. If he hadn’t already been hard that would have done it.

“Get on the bed and spread your legs,” Nick bit out, uncaring that he was barking orders at her or that she was still new to all of this. He wanted her and he was damn well going to have her.

He could have kissed her when she did exactly what he’d asked without any hesitation. When she laid back on the bed and spread her legs, he noted the blush that crept up her cheeks, but he was helpless at the moment to reassure her that everything would be okay when the only thing he could focus on at the moment was the soft, pink lips between her legs. He toed off his shoes and dropped his pants, uncaring that they were going to get wrinkled.

He shoved his underwear down before he crawled onto the bed and buried his face between her legs. The sharp cry of pleasure she released when he swiped his tongue over her clit pleased him, so he did it again and again as he ran his hands over her silk-encased body. By the time she started screaming his name, he was on top of her, grinding his cock between her wet slit and taking her mouth in a hungry kiss that she eagerly welcomed.

The moment he came, Nick realized that they wouldn’t be getting any work done today. The realization would have normally pissed him off, but today, it only pleased him.

Nick groundhis teeth together and forced himself to breathe as the torture continued. Just as she took the tip into her mouth and began driving him out of his fucking mind, she stopped, testing his control. She’d been doing this for the past twenty-three minutes and ten seconds.

When she’d shyly asked him if she could take him into her mouth, he’d nearly groaned, wondering if Christmas had come early for him this year. It felt like years since he’d first imagined her sucking his cock, but in reality, it had only been a few weeks. This morning, when she showed up in his room in that barely-there teddy, he’d hoped and prayed that she’d do it, but had absolutely no intentions of forcing the issue. So, when she’d offered, all he could do was lay there and nod like an idiot.

He hadn’t even questioned her need to work under the covers while she did it. Truth be told, watching the shape of her head move beneath the pale green sheet while she worked him turned him on even more. Just then, she decided to up her game by licking him from his balls to the tip of his cock, making his back arch off the bed, tearing a groan from him. When she licked him again, he felt himself relax. That is until she suddenly stopped.

Again.

Jamie mumbled something, but he was too focused on the painful erection between his legs to pay attention. When she licked only to stop again, he’d had enough. He really couldn’t take anymore and wondered why she was trying to kill him. When he pulled the sheet away, he received his second surprise of the day.

She had one hand wrapped around the base of his cock as she frowned down at her phone. “I can’t tell if I’m doing this right,” Jamie mumbled sadly.

With a shaky hand, Nick reached over and took the phone away from her and nearly groaned when he realized that his little recluse was watching an instructional video on her phone. The fact that she wanted to please him touched him in a way nothing else had. In that moment, it didn’t matter that she had him hard enough to cause pain. All that mattered was his little recluse.

He tossed the phone aside and cupped her face in his hands. “Anything you do will please me, Jamie. You don’t need that,” Nick said, struggling to beg her to stop tormenting him, but he didn’t want to hurt her. He would lie there for the rest of the night while she tortured him if that’s what she needed.

“Okay,” Jamie said, slowly exhaling as she straightened her shoulders and set back to work. This time, she took pity on him and didn’t stop. Actually, she didn’t stop until he was shouting her name and begging her to stop sucking on his poor, sensitive cock. When she finally released him only to pout, he couldn’t help but laugh as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, unable to help but notice just how good she felt in his arms.

CHAPTER 20

“Where the hell have you been?” Nick asked when Jamie showed up with only two minutes to spare.

“Nothing,” she said, shifting nervously as she looked anywhere but at him.

He narrowed his eyes on his little recluse, watching as she shifted nervously while she hugged that large bag she dared to call a purse tightly against her chest. “I asked you where you’ve been, not what you’ve been up to,” Nick pointed out as they stepped to the side as one of the cameramen rushed past them.

“Oh,” she mumbled, but didn’t really answer him.

He knew that she was nervous about doing her first on-camera interview and he really couldn’t do much about it at the moment. He’d hoped that he’d have time to calm her down. In fact, he’d planned on pulling her into one of the dressing rooms and doing everything he could to help her relax, but the damn woman had made other plans this morning and told him that she’d meet him here.

Which brought up an interesting question, what had she been up to?

Judging by the way that she was shifting nervous, avoiding making eye contact, and hugging her bag tightly against herchest, he was afraid that he already knew the answer. With a sigh, Nick snatched the bag away from her and opened it, ignoring her protests as he pulled out five large bars of Belgium chocolate and glared down at his little recluse.

“You promised that you’d avoid sugar this morning,” he said accusingly as he shoved the chocolate back in the bag and held it away from her.

Jamie swallowed nervously as she reached for it. “You don’t understand! I need it!”

He shook his head in disgust even as he grabbed her hand and led her into the studio. “No, what you need to do is get your cute little ass in makeup and then do this interview.”

When Jamie gasped in outrage, he couldn’t help but smile. “But I need it! Please, Nick! Chocolate soothes me!”

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