Page 26 of Presidential Bargain
“I’m not trying to distract you, Georgie. And I’m taking this very seriously. Sean and the rest of the staff are handling it for now. Tomorrow, I’ll take over because, whether you like it or not, you’re mine. And nobody hurts what’s mine. Nowshowme.”
This alpha side of Jameson was new. He was always commanding because he knew exactly what he wanted, but he rarely spoke to me like that. His gaze was focused solely on me as if he was saying, “I’mwaiting.”
I pointed to the most obvious and visible places first—my neck, ear, jaw. Jameson kissed every place Russell Atlee had touched. Pleasure surged through my body every time his warm lips grazedmyskin.
“More,” Jamesonurged.
Nervous fingers pointed to my thigh, and his gaze darkened with desire. He looked all too eager to have his mouth there, and bent his head toward my leg. I felt the heat of his lips scorch my skin, and I shivered. He kissed every inch of my thigh, starting with the outer part and then movinginward.
I slid down the bed and let my thighs fall open wider. He dragged his lips up to the apex of my body and then stopped. He looked up at me expectantly, waiting for me to show him. I slowly pointed to where he wanted. The corners of his lips turned up in a devious smile before he devoured me. The intensity of his mouth was overwhelming and my back immediately arched with pleasure. He feasted on me hungrily, nipping at my sensitive flesh, lapping up my wetness. The sounds he made were lewd, his groans combined with a noisy squelch as he greedily devoured me. His attention ignited a powder keg inside of me that was waiting to explode. I buried my hands in the thick strands of his hair and arched my back further, pressing myself against hismouth.
My skin felt like it was on fire and there was a tightness in the pit of my stomach. My legs went rigid and my entire body trembled, building up to a quaking and quivering orgasm. I was filled with nothing but pleasure as my body delighted in the aftershocks. Jameson placed light kisses on the insides of my thighs and then trailed more kisses up my stomach to my breasts, where he sucked a nipple into his mouth. Every inch of skin was sensitive, but I craved more of his mouthonme.
I placed a hand on his cheek, smoothing it over the rough stubble on his jaw. My thumb brushed against his lower lip and Jameson gently sucked it into his mouth. We stared at one another, our breaths heavy with lust and desire. I desperately wanted him to plunge into me and fill me, to truly claim me, but I hesitated to askforit.
“I want to be yours, Jameson,” Iwhispered.
He hovered over me, studying me with his intensebluegaze.
“You already are, Georgie.” His expression was serious, but in the depths of his eyes, heat roared to life. He sat back on his knees and his abs bunched together and suddenly I realized where the term ‘washboard abs’ came from. Jameson held his shaft, thick and hard, loosely as he moved closer, fitting the crownagainstme.
“I’m protected,” I saidhastily.
“I know. I’ve seen your medical records.” His smirk was devious andtelling.
“Bastard,” Iwhispered.
“Is this what you want, Georgie?” His expression was back to serious, back to flickering heat that told me this was exactly what he wanted. But did I want this? I didn’t have to think because the answer came to mindeasily.
“Yes.”
“Yes.”Georgie’s voice was barelya whisper, but there was no mistaking the look on her face. The look that said she wanted me to claim her, to mark her, todevourher.
I sat back on my heels, stroking myself along her slit. She was silky soft against my rigid length and I had to restrain myself from just plunging right into her. She didn’t deserve an animal. Not tonight, not for the first time. I pulled back and ran my fingers up and down her soaking wet pussy, ensuring she was ready for me. Georgie’s body squirmed beneath me with desire. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, stifling the moan of pleasure that dared toescape.
I grasped my cock to maintain some form of control and guided the tip just barely into the tightness of her center. I could feel her begin to pulse and I let out a growl. Georgie was going to kill me. I went slowly, excruciatingly slow. I knew I was large and she was tiny, and I didn’t want to hurt her. Inch by inch, my cock disappeared into her heat until I was finallyburied.
“Jesus,” she hissed, her eyesflyingopen.
“Fuck,” I groaned. I waited, letting her adjust to the feelofme.
I started a steady, slow rhythm, moving in and out in what felt like minimal increments. I needed her to tell me or show me how fast, how hard, how slow, how soft. Georgie’s hands slid up my chest to my neck and she pulled me down, latching her lips onto mine. The movement sent me deeper inside her and I swallowed the moan she emitted. She disconnected our kiss and threw her head back, exposing her throat. I went in for the kill, nipping and sucking the delicate flesh. My hands slipped around her back and up to her shoulders. I held her tightly while I increasedmypace.
“You feel so fucking good, Georgie,” I managed through gritted teeth. Her response was a series of whimpers andpants.
I brought my hands back down to her hips and sat up slightly. Wrapping her legs around my waist, I increased the tempo. The tiny room instantly heated with our labored breaths. Our bodies stuck to each other withsweat.
“I need more, Jameson,” Georgie panted. She ran her hands through her own hair and pulled her bottom lip in between her teeth. Her body writhed beneath mine. I slid a hand between our bodies and found her clit. Her back arched and her eyes flew open, big and green.Jackpot. I alternated between stroking her clit and flicking it between my fingers, bringing her to the brink over and over. Then, like a bastard, I deprived her of my fingers. Her groans of displeasure made mechuckle.
I bent over her and pulled her nipple into my mouth. She hissed out a sharp breath and I tugged a little harder before letting it fall from my mouth with an audible pop. I loved the way she squirmed against me, grinding her pussy into my cock, connecting us evenfurther.
“Jesus, Georgie,” I growled. If she didn’t stop, then I was going to come and I didn’t want to, not yet; not when I was finally buried deepinsideher.
I fell back against the bed, pulling her down on top of me. My cock slipped out and she was quick to fit me right back inside. She began a slow, torturous pace, rocking against me, letting my cock slide almost entirely out before pulling me back inside. She was driving meinsane.
Then she leaned back, using my thighs to brace herself as she began her own dirty dance, exposing her perfectly pink pussy to me. I couldn’t help myself. I reached out one hand and rubbed her clit, rolling it between my fingers. She threw her head back, closed her eyes, and cried out loudly. I was going to fucking come undone with her riding me. That wasn’t going tohappen.
I latched onto her and rolled her onto her back. I grasped her thighs and held them against my hips as I sank deeply into her over and over until we were both gasping for breath. Sweat from my brow dripped down onto her bare chest and I leaned over to lick away thesaltiness.
