Page 44 of Sinfully Shameless Chef

Cradling her face in my palm, I pull my head back. “Despite what you may think, it's been a while for me, too. I've been tested.”

She wraps her legs around my waist and urges me closer with her feet. One of her heels digs into the spot where I’m sporting a giant bruise, and I clench my teeth and bite back the grunt of pain threatening to come out. This isn’t the time to be a pussy—not if I want some.

Izzy tugs my mouth back down to hers and slips her tongue between my lips. “Then fuck me, Jameson.”

Holy fuck!

It’s the ultimate statement of trust from someone who probably has every reason not to trust me after everything that’s happened since we first met. We’ve gone out of our way to trip up each other at every move, and now, we’re both trusting each other in the deepest way possible.

Hearing those words from her mouth does something to me. It unleashes something from deep inside—a need to possess her, to take her in every way imaginable, to stake my claim, especially here in her fucking kitchen. Right next to the range she refused to sell me. To let her know I own her and this place even if she doesn’t want to concede it.

It's so wrong. But as I push inside her, it feels so fucking right.

Her body stretches to accommodate me. She moans into my mouth and clamps down around my cock, making herself even tighter.

I drop my forehead against hers and groan, my muscles tense and burning while I hold back what I desperately want to do. “Fucking eh, Izzy. I can't do this slow.”

“I don't want you to.” She squeezes my dick again. “I'm a big girl. I can handle it.”

Fuck yes, she can.

She’s so fucking here in this moment with me. Whatever else might exist between us forgotten—even if only for a few minutes. I truly believe she can take anything I can give her.

And I will. I’ll give it all to her.

I drag my hips back and drive into her hard, pulling a gasp from her throat and rocking her backward slightly. Her damn nails dig into the back of my neck, and I plunge into her again and again. But a little pain mixed with my pleasure has never stopped me.

It only spurs me on. Gives me more focus. I want her so crazed that she makes me bleed, that she leaves marks on my body—actual physical reminders of having her in my arms and my cock inside her.

It’s some sort of animal desire, something I don’t understand and maybe never will. But it’s there all the same.

I drop my hands to her ass and shift her closer to the edge of the counter, altering the angle and ensuring the head of my dick drags against her G-spot with every thrust. That part of me catching in that perfect little spot deep inside her, combined with the way she keeps clamping down around me, sends pleasure rippling through my body in a way I've never experienced before.

I've fucked hard and hot in the past—pretty much all the time. There isn’t any reason this should be any different, yet somehow, it is.

And that’s fucking terrifying.

For someone who has spent his entire life pushing people away and seeking solace anywhere but in another human being, wanting to be closer to her, feeling more, striving to lay my claim isn’t just scary; it’s downright dangerous.

I draw my cock out of her and smack the outside of her thigh. “Turn over.”

Something about fucking her from behind feels so primal, so right for what’s happening tonight, and my body craves it.

Izzy doesn’t question me, just complies and lowers her feet to the tile, then turns around and spreads out across the counter, gripping the far edge and offering that sweet ass up to me just like it was when I came in tonight.

Fuck yes.

I smack my palm against her ass cheek again—hard this time. She bucks forward and yelps, my red handprint almost instantly appearing on her creamy skin.

“Fuck, Iz. You have a beautiful ass.”

She glances over her shoulder at me, her eyes hooded with lust. “Fuck me, Jameson. Don't toy with me.”

I lean over her, pressing myself to her back, and brush my lips against her ear while one hand slips around her hip and down to find her clit. A gentle pinch sends her jerking forward again. “But toying with you is so much fun.”

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IZZY

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