Page 97 of Deception
He never thought he could live without his rules, but he can. With Jamie, everything is different.
Just like Nina told me it would be one day.
“I like spending the night with you,” he says and roughly cups her bare tit before dipping his head to suck her hard nipple.
His girl isn’t a tiny woman, and he loves it. She stands inches above most of the other women, and she’s full figured. Great tits, hips, ass and thighs. All the things she used to hate about herself are his favorite parts of her.
“I like spending all my time with you,” Jamie says with a moan when his fingers slip between her legs. “You play my body like a piano.”
“Once I got you tuned, it became much easier,” he jokes and slips two fingers inside her as he grinds his heel against her clit. “You woke up ready for me.”
“I’m always ready for you,” she says.
The love she has for him still amazes him. For someone so young, she hasn’t held herself back from him like he would have expected. She willingly followed his rules, and she still does, even though he doesn’t enforce them.
He knows he won’t make it without her. If she ever left, he’d disappear like a cat to go off and die. Even the thought makes his blood run cold.
“How do you want it?”
“Fuck me.”
The way this woman enjoys sex makes him excited every time he sees her, but he’s always surprised how much she likes being taken hard and fast compared to love making. He’d expected her to want more of the loving, tender touches than the frantic can’t-get-enough-of-you poundings.
Flipping her over, she hurries to her knees and moves to the edge of the bed. Undertaker stands, his cock ready and willing, and he slips into her wet heat.
“Baby, this is going to be fast.”
“Yes, please,” she moans as she moves her body against his manhood while he stands still.
It’s captivating, and he almost wants to wait and see how long this goes on for before she begs for more. Almost. His need tomake her come wins out, and he grabs her hips and pounds into her.
Her hand slips between her legs to rub her clit furiously as he slams against her, and he loves it. Whenever he takes her this way, it doesn’t last long. She’s so damn tight, and sometimes he comes before her.
“Jamie, baby, I’m close.”
Her pussy clenches around him as she cries out, the moan starting deep in her throat before she buries her face into the bed. Her ass jiggles as she shakes with the orgasm, and he can’t stop himself from kneading her cheeks.
Thank fuck.
For more thrusts, and he comes hard, calling her name as he fills her. They’ve never used condoms, and he’s not sure that he’d care much if her birth control failed. In fact, it would solidify that she’s his forever.
“Wow,” Jamie pants, and he smiles as his release drips out of her when he pulls out. “I think we’ve perfected that timing.”
His lips kiss along her spine until he reaches her neck. “Your ass jiggles when you come. It makes me want to take a big bite out of it.”
“You’re so weird,” she giggles.
“Yo, Taker!” the new Prospect calls before knocking on the door.
Booker Shaw is an interesting guy, and Undertaker knew the moment that he met him that he’d like him. “Yeah?”
“You got a package. Not the one you just delivered in your girl, but it’s in the Chapel for you.”
And this is why I didn’t want us fucking in the clubhouse.
Jamie lays on her back and smirks at him as she pushes her tits together. “Do you really want to make this a sex-free zone again?”
She knows just how to read his mind, and he shakes his head. “When you put it that way…”
