Page 24 of Playing For Keeps
He releases my hair and drives deep into me. Our gazes meet in the reflection of the mirror.
He bows over my back and whispers in my ear as he stares into my eyes, “I love you this way. Don’t think otherwise.”
“Then don’t stop. Give it to me harder.”
“Because I love you so much, I’ll give you exactly what you’re begging me for.” He stands upright and plows in and out of me.
Our eyes stay connected as passion and love mix. We belong together. Not only are we friends, but we’re intense lovers.
His hard cock slides against my walls, stretching me like no other. I tighten around his shaft. I know I can milk him dry if I hold my squeezelong enough. This is my secret weapon. I can pulse around him and take him out of this world.
“Fuck, temptress. You were tight before you took me in a mind-bending grip.” He groans and slams into me harder. “I don’t want to come yet. Let up, Dori.”
It sounds like he’s begging, so I give up a little tension. “Better?”
“Yes… No… Fuck, I’m coming.” With that, he folds over me as I squeeze his dick in rhythmic waves of pleasure.
His cum jets into me, and he groans. He takes a moment to come down from his high.
“Jesus Christ, Dori. I’m forever at your mercy.”
“I thought you were the one in charge?”
“Who am I kidding? I surrender. You own me.” He kisses between my shoulder blades. “You didn’t come, so we’re not done. I can stay hard.”
He rocks back and forth, invading my folds as he reaches around and rubs my clit. “I’ve never had a woman do this to me.”
“What’s that?” I breathe.
“Make me lose all my willpower.” He slides in and out at a slower speed.
“Why do you think that is?”
“I know why that is.” He bends over me and brings my back flush against him. “Kiss me.”
I turn my head and give him what he wants as he circles two of his fingers over my clit. Heat pools in my lower abdomen as currents of pleasure flow. He groans into my mouth, which pulls out a moan from me. I want him like this for the rest of my life.
After a few strokes, he breaks away from our kiss. “I love you, Dori. I will beyond the years I live.”
His declaration and another swipe of his fingers over my sensitive bud have me shaking and squeezing my eyes shut.
Tingling sensations burst down my legs and up my spine. “Oh god, Jami! I’m coming.”
He doesn’t slow his pace. He just waits for me to ride it out. When Ican’t take any more, I remove his hand and quiver. That tells him I’m too sensitive.
I find his loving gaze in the mirror. “I’m forever yours, Jamison Stone.”
“And I’m forever yours.”
We join in a meaningful kiss. Our tongues caress one another with a gentleness that only two people committed to each other for life and eternity can share. My heart blows up and encapsulates us, taking us into the heavens above.
Jamison Stone is the love of my life. More than that. He’s my eternal love.
Eternal.
It’s now I understand why Jami gave his son the name Aricin. His name actually means the son of the eternal king, but that’s not why Jami gave him that name.
It’s because he has an undying love for him. Eternal love. It’s something you don’t understand until you feel it in your soul. And I undoubtedly have that with Jami.
