Page 102 of Steel

“I can handle myself.”

“I know you can.” He kisses my shoulder. “But you shouldn’t have to at my club. They need to know where you stand.”

“And where is that?”

“Atmyside.” He pushes his thumb against my pussy, and I bite back a moan. “Onmylap.”

“For now.”

I don’t know what compelled me to say that. Either to remind him or myself. But it’s dangerous to think this can become more, no matter how lost we are in it right now.

Jameson hums, not agreeing or arguing, and I don’t know how to interpret his lack of reaction. But I’m distracted when my eyes flutter open, and I lock gazes with Reina from across the yard.

She glares at me, even though she’s hanging on Havoc’s arm.

“Don’t let them get to you,” Jameson says, likely noticing the direction I’m staring, so I turn my attention back to him.

“I’m not.”

At least, I’m trying not to. After all, I’m the one in his lap right now. And from the negative reactions I’m getting, I’d guess that’s not usual for him.

“Good.” Jameson peels my underwear to the side. “Because you’re all I’m thinking about.”

“Is that so?”

He drives a finger into me, and my chest deflates with my exhale.

“Mm-hmm. Want me to show you?” He rolls his thumb over my clit.

“How?” The word nearly catches in my throat.

“Take my cock out, wildfire.”

My eyes widen. “Here?”

Jameson kisses the spot behind my ear. “Yes. I need to teach you a little lesson.”

“Is this really the time for it?”

Jameson pulls his hand out from under the blanket, dragging his wet thumb over my lower lip, coating me in the taste of myself. “You can either continue to question me, and I’ll make you kneel at my feet while I fill your mouth with cum. Or you can take my cock out and sit on it under this blanket. Either way, I’ll prove to you exactly what I’m thinking about in this moment.”

Blood rushes to my cheeks. My core clenches at his filthy threat.

Jameson holds the blanket over me while I reach beneath it to unzip him. Thankfully, no one seems to be watching.

“Good girl.” Jameson groans when I wrap my fingers around his hard cock. “Let me feel that wet cunt.”

I spin so my back is to his chest, trying my best to be discreet as I lift and position him under me, but as I sink onto his cock, my head swims with the stretch. Once I’m fully seated, he circles an arm around me, holding me still against him.

“What are you doing?” I lean against his chest, resting my head back on his shoulder.

“Did you expect me to let you fuck me in front of all my men, wildfire?” He rolls a finger over my clit as he holds my body in place. “They don’t get the pleasure of seeing you ride me like that. For all they know, we’re just sitting here talking.”

He toys with my clit, and my thighs clench.

“That’s right.” He does it again. “Have you ever heard of cock warming, Tempe? You think your pussy can make me come without you even moving?”

“Jameson—” I moan, but I’m cut off by him picking up speed on my clit.

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