Page 17 of Break: Vol. 2

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“That was some dinner,”Cody said, reclining on one of the beds in the suite’s second bedroom as I brushed out my hair.

“Tell me about it. I was so nervous.”

“Is that why you didn’t eat anything?” he asked.

I shrugged, blushing as Cody cracked his neck. “His mom kept looking at my plate, but she wasn’t saying anything,” I admitted quietly.

Cody yawned. “So?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know, it just felt awkward."

“Are you still hungry?” he asked.

I put the brush down and turned. “Starving,” I said with a pout.

He grinned. “Food service?”

I smiled back and nodded. While Cody reached for the phone to call and order us something to eat, I went to the bathroom and changed out of my day clothes and into my pajamas. When I returned, he was off the phone and stripping out of his own clothes. I admired him from the doorway, watching as his jeans fell to pool at his feet and his long, pale back flexed when he stretched.

“You should’ve been a male model,” I teased.

Cody jumped and turned, a flush rising to his cheeks and spreading outward. I laughed and moved forward, circling his waist with my arms as I went up on my toes to press a kiss to his lips. Cody’s arms fell easily around me and he pulled me closer.

My eyelids drifted closed, and I sank myself into him. My heartbeat thrummed against my breast, my chest pressing against his. His mouth opened and his tongue twined with mine, teasing me, lulling me into a sense of security. Cody’s hands moved from my shoulder blades down my back and up again and down again. His fingers found the edges of my sleep shorts, trailing along the top hem, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

I trembled against him as our kiss turned hotter, wetter. “Cody,” I breathed.

“I love you, Jamie.”

I let those words dive into my soul and set me aflame. “I love you, too.”

I ran my hands up Cody’s bare chest, loving the feel of smooth skin under my fingertips. He cupped my ass and pulled me closer, pressing me against his hard cock. My thighs clenched. One strap from my tank top fell over my shoulder and Cody reached up, pulling the other down as well until my tank top fell below my breasts, exposing them to the cool air-conditioned room, and his head descended.

I moaned as warm, wet lips circled my nipple. He licked it, sucking it between his teeth, sending electricity racing through my veins. “You’re so beautiful, Jamie,” he whispered. I felt beautiful when he touched me.

I wove my fingers into his copper-toned hair and tugged until his face rose once more and I could slant my mouth over his. Cody stepped back, keeping our lips locked, and when the back of his knees hit the mattress, he stopped and pulled away. I tugged my tank top over my head and pushed my underwear and sleep shorts down in one go.

Cody stared down at me. The way he looked at me left me breathless. Like I was the only one in the world—the only one inhisworld. I wanted that, I realized. I wanted to be his. I wanted him to be mine too. I reached out, letting my nails skim his chest and then down to his mouth watering abs until I came up against the thin cotton barrier of his underwear. Then, with a look up at him, I slowly lowered myself to my knees.

“Jamie…” he protested without heat, "you don't have to..."

Ignoring his words, I tugged his boxers down and wrapped my hand around his length. A strong, low groan reverberated up through his chest. I stroked him, relishing in the velvety texture before I leaned forward and licked the head. I sucked the tip into my mouth and circled my tongue around his shaft as he shuddered above me, his hand finding the back of my head.

I pulled away and traced my tongue up his cock before taking him back in my mouth. I bobbed down, letting him fill my cheeks. I closed my eyes and just descended into the connection between us. I laved, I sucked. I held him. I loved him. I moaned around him and his thighs clenched under my fingertips.

“Jamie,” he choked. “I’m done. If you don’t fucking stop, I’m going to come in your mouth and I don’t want to do that.” But I did, I thought. I wanted him to come apart under my attention. I wanted to feel him flood my tongue with his cum and then I wanted to swallow it while he watched me. But with another sharp tug, he let me know what he wanted.

So, with reluctance, I slowly came away, opening my eyes and staring up at him. Cody bent and helped me to my feet, turning me as he did, and then gently nudged me over. He crawled on the bed after me, his hands moving up my sides. He touched me, his fingers brushing at my core before a finger sank inside. I gasped, arching into his touch, and he inserted another.

My eyes closed and I spread my legs, letting him in. He pumped his fingers a few more times, testing my readiness before he pulled away. With his hands on my inner thighs, I cracked my eyelids and watched as Cody pressed my legs open wider and sank between them. He lined up and pushed, his cock sliding inside.

He groaned, the sound echoing in the room. My blood pulsed with something magical. My thoughts grew fuzzy, my mind heavy as I couldn’t seem to penetrate through the haze of lust that came over us. My hands rose, my nails sinking into his shoulders as he sank into me. My hips undulated and I ground myself against him, wanting more.

“Jamie…” My name was a whisper, a plea, on his lips.

“Cody,” I responded, arching up once more until my breasts brushed against his naked chest.

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