Page 75 of Behind the Net

“Good.” He clenches his eyes closed, jaw ticking while he drags in another breath. “Keep going.”

My blood whooshes in my ears as I reach back to unhook my bra. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I feel like laughing with excitement and nerves, like when I’m on a roller coaster. When I remove my bra, Jamie’s eyes are on my breasts. His nostrils flare, and a thrill of excitement shoots through me.

“Jesus fuck,” he mutters, looking away before his gaze returns to my chest. “Panties, too, Pippa.”

I slip them down. My skin prickles from his gaze between my legs, and he groans and rakes his hand through his hair before tilting his chin behind me.

“On the bed.”

He’s still fully clothed, and I’m bare-ass naked. This is either the most intimidating thing I’ve experienced, or the hottest. Or both. I can hear my pulse in my ears as I settle onto my duvet, leaning back into the pillows. My thighs press together, and there’s a dull ache between them. My nipples pinch, my skin goosebumps, and a thought strikes me.

What if I can’t come?

Worry spikes in my mind. It’d be so awkward. Tension forms in my chest and I chew my lip, looking up as Jamie looms over me, still crossing his arms.

He opens my bedside drawer, and when he sees the toy, he pauses before picking it up. His eyes are dark, lit only by the lamp on my bedside table, and another thrill arcs through me, landing at my center.

He hands me the toy before straightening up, waiting. He’s so tall, so fucking broad, and he seems too big for my bedroom.

“Like this?” I breathe, heart pounding. He’s just going to stand over me like that?

He nods. “Mhm. Exactly like this, songbird.”

I’m nervous, but I don’t want to stop. Him watching me like this, not touching me even though I know he wants to—I’m going to be thinking about this for a long time.

My gaze is locked on his as I click the toy on. Its whirring noise fills the quiet bedroom, and his eyes darken.

“What are you waiting for?”

“Bossy,” I whisper, and the corner of his mouth twitches.

I press the toy to my clit and my eyes fall closed.

Oh my god.

My thigh muscles tighten. The suction against my clit is perfect, better than anything I’ve ever felt. Well… I remember kissing Jamie moments before. That was a close contender.

Jamie kissing me between my legs might be the best thing I’ve ever felt, if it’s anything like this.

I sigh, head tipping back, and I can feel his eyes on me. Oh my god, this is so hot, with him standing over me, glaring down at me with that furious look on his face. I never thought I’d be into this.

I sneak a peek at him. Yep. Furious. Absolutely furious. Heat builds around the base of my spine, and I moan and close my eyes again.

“Keep your eyes open,” he demands.

I do as he says, gazing up at him. He looks so mad, but when my eyes drop to his pants, his erection strains against the fabric.

My clit aches, a dull throb of heat and pleasure, and I whimper.

“Are you close?” he asks, and I jerk a nod.

He arches a brow, looking down at me like he hates me, but there’s a soft affection in his eyes. “Are you going to say my name when you come?”

Another pulse of heat between my legs. I’m soaking wet. “I don’t know. Maybe.”

“Wrong.” His jaw tightens. “You’ll say it. Without a doubt.”

His confidence makes me huff with quiet laughter. My toes curl at the waves of pleasure radiating from my clit as the toy sucks, and I picture Jamie’s mouth there, his eyes burning as he looks up at me.

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