Page 20 of How to Lose a Lass

Jamie keeps on smiling while I set her on the sofa and fix my wardrobe malfunction. She doesn't seem like she's mocking me, though. Jamie acts like she thinks my problem is cute and slightly entertaining. My erection flaps around while I remove my jeans and shoes. Maybe that's what she thinks is funny. I have just enough wits leftover to remember to dig a condom packet out of my jeans pocket.

Now completely naked, I spread my arms. "Armed and ready for action."

"But I was enjoying the striptease. Get dressed again and perform your show more slowly this time."

"No can do. I'll pop my cork if I have to touch my own dick again to get it stuffed inside my jeans."

She taps her chin, pretending to consider the situation. "Then I suppose you should fuck me now."

Oh, thank goodness. Don't think I could wait much longer. I scoop her up again and glance around. "Where should we do it?"

"My room."

"Yes, ma'am. I'd salute, but that probably would make me drop you."

She has her arms looped around my neck, but now she rests her cheek on my chest. Jamie looks even sweeter while cradled in my arms with no skirt or panties on and her blouse hanging open. She had already been barefoot when we sat down on the sofa. I glance at her cute little toes, with their pink-painted nails, and seeing them oddly makes me need to fuck her immediately and as hard as possible.

Jamie tickles the nape of my neck. "Shouldn't you be doing something, Gavin?"

"What? Oh, yeah, sorry."

I head for the smaller bedroom, the one where Jamie has been sleeping. The door to the master suite is open. Normally, when I get a glimpse of that room, I get a pit in my stomach because I know my sister has been sleeping in there---with a Scottish guy she met less than two weeks ago. But the second I walk into Jamie's room, I forget all about that. I've never told anyone that I feel a twinge of anxiety when I think about my sister shacking up with Aidan MacTaggart.

But can't complain about it. Calli is happier than I've ever seen her, and that's because of Aidan.

I use my foot to push the covers out of the way, then gently lay Jamie down on the sheets. She starts to sit up, so she can remove her blouse, but I shake my head. She relaxes and lets me slide that shirt off. Jamie doesn't even complain when I toss the blouse away and it lands on a chair by the window.

For a moment, I just gaze at her naked body and the way the moonlight coming in through the window paints her skin with its pale shades. She looks like a goddess from ancient mythology, lying in wait for her lover. That would be me. So, why am I just standing here gawking at her? Make love to her, you moron, right now.

I climb onto the bed, straddling her body.

Her smile has softened, and now it's imbued with sensual overtones. I bend my head to kiss her softly, slowly, while my dick nudges her belly and she runs her hands up my arms. A faint moan whispers from her lips. I grab the condom I'd tossed onto the bedside table and cover myself with it. Jamie tries to help me, but I wave her hand away. If she touches my dick, I'll explode---and it'll take too damn long for me to recover enough to make love to her.

"You are so damn beautiful, Jamie. I love kissing you, and I love gorging myself on your cream." I press my lips to her throat, then paint a trail down her skin straight to her belly button, where I flick my tongue inside her navel to tease her. She moans, her breaths coming faster and shallower. I nuzzle her mound before I kiss my way back up to her tits. The areola is as rosy red as her stiff peaks, and I can't resist taking all her nipple into my mouth so I can scrape my teeth over it and suckle the tip.

Jamie spreads her legs, inviting me to take her body.

"Not just yet," I murmur. "Got another idea first."

She smiles in that sexy way I love, and I know that means she wants whatever I want.

I rise to my knees. "Push your tits together for me, but not too tightly."

Jamie's brows lift, but she does what I said.

I grasp the headboard, leaning over her body, and thrust my dick between those gorgeous tits. She seems a little confused, but she gets the picture once I start pumping my hips, pushing my dick between her breasts the way I would fuck her. The moisture on my crown rubs off on her skin, and the very tip pokes out just below her breastbone.

She bites her lip. "Och, Gavin, you're making me so randy that I might come without you even shagging me."

"I am shagging you. But don't worry, this is only the appetizer."

While I speed up the pace, she makes little moaning grunts that get me even hotter for her. My dick throbs. If I don't fuck her the usual way very soon, I might spew all over her chest and throat. The thought of that steals my breath, but I don't want to go off like that the first time we have sex.

I pull away and crawl backward until I'm in position.

Jamie massages her tits, arching her back slightly.

She seriously wants to kill me with her sexiness, and that's fine by me. Since she still has her thighs spread for me, I slide my hands under her ass to lift it off the bed just enough to give me the perfect angle. Then I ease my cock inside her, doing it so gradually that my pulse accelerates and pounds in my ears, while Jamie clenches her pillow above her head and arches her back even more. Once I'm seated as deep inside her as I can get, it's time to let go.

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