Page 60 of Consequences

“Yes, but I will let you know if it becomes too much because I know how important communication is to you. But I think you underestimate how much I want what you’re offering,” Jamie says.

Communication. He feels much better about what they’re about to do, and he holds out a hand to her. “Come on.”

“Where are we going?”

Without a word, he leads her to the bedroom with the bed covered in rose petals and flameless candles all around them.

“Oh my God,” she whispers. “Is this for me?”

“Your first time should be special. If you’re sure you’re ready.”

A smile spreads across her face. “I feel like I’m in a movie.”

Picking her up, he kisses her and sets her on the bed. His hands gently stroke her face and neck as his tongue explores her mouth. He notices her heart race beneath his touch and pulls back to look into her eyes. “You can say no, Jamie. If you’re not ready—”

“I’m ready. I’m just anxious. Nervous but excited.”

“Just keep talking to me,” he whispers. “If you need me to stop, or something doesn’t feel good, I need you to tell me.”

Nodding, she reaches out and slides his kutte off his large shoulders, and he shifts to let it fall to the ground before tugging his shirt up over his head.

“This just isn’t fair,” she says as she reaches out and runs her fingertips along his abs. She’s seen them before, but he has to admit how different the candlelight, fake or not, makes everything appear. “Do you have any body fat, or are you just built like Schwarzenegger?”

Undertaker chuckles and tugs her shirt until she lifts her arms to let him slide it up and off of her. Her hands immediately move to cover her stomach, but he peels them from her body. “Don’t do that.”

“It’s not pretty.”

“Jamie, you’re gorgeous. All of you.”

“But… You’re built like… that.”

His lips find her neck as he unclasps her bra, slipping it down her arms and feeling the goosebumps spreading along her skin. “I love curves. It gives me something to hold onto. Besides, every part of you is real. You have no idea how hard it is to come by that these days. Plus, you have one hell of an ass.”

Laying before him in only her jeans, her eyes stare enchanted with him, and he groans. Nothing has ever felt quite this special before, and he vows to make it as good as possible for her.

He pays special attention to each breast as he climbs on her, careful not to squash her with his weight. Natural C’s that are still perky and clearly untouched by anyone besides him.

“Everything about you is sexy,” she pants. “But my favorite part—so far—is your voice.”

Story of my life, baby doll.“I’m going to take off your jeans now,” he murmurs as his fingers quickly unbutton them while his tongue swirls around her right nipple.

“Please,” Jamie moans, living her ass up off of the bed to help him remove them. “Take yours off, too.”

Laughing, he stands upright and does as she asks. She strips out of her panties and socks to lay completely bare for the firsttime. Leveling the stakes, he steps out of his boxers and stands before her to allow her a moment to take it all in.

“Jesus,” she mutters.

He looks down at himself and smirks. He’s not that much bigger than average, but for someone who has never had a cock inside her before, it probably does seem intimidating. “You’ll adjust to it. I promise.”

“Just”—she swallows—“promise you’ll go slow.”

“Baby doll, I’m going to make you feel so good, you’re not even going to remember the forty-five seconds of pain. Now, I have to ask. Are you on birth control?”

“Since I was fifteen. Acne. Every day at the same time.”

Her voice shakes as the nerves take over, and he knows it’s time to taste her. Fulfill the desire he’s had since meeting her, and hopefully it’ll help her relax and enjoy the ride.

Falling to his knees, he places her thighs on his shoulders and massages them. Images them squeezing his face as she comes makes him ache and throb.

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