“Fuck, Doe, you feel amazing.” His voice was guttural. “You’re fucking heaven around my dick.”
I pulsed around him and groaned.
His eyes flashed. “So tight and hot. I love your pussy.”
My breath hitched as his words caused a ripple of hot pleasure.
Jamie’s eyes widened a little and he bent over me, his lips whispering against mine as he grunted with each push into my body. “You like dirty talk, my sweet Jane?”
I think I might.
“You know what I like?” he growled, flexing his hips faster, deeper. “I like that I’m the only one who’s been inside your beautiful body. And I’m the only man you’ll ever feel inside you for the rest of your life.”
“Yes!” I gasped, my orgasm hovering on the horizon. “Jamie!”
“You gotta come, baby.” His thumb pressed down on my clit. “You’re squeezing my dick so good, I’m gonna blow. I need you to come.”
He circled my clit as he slammed into me and the tension shattered.
The sensation of coming while he was inside me was so different to anything we’d done before. I pulsed and throbbed around his hardness, milking him. It felt so good, it already wasn’t enough. I wanted more. God, it felt amazing.
Jamie clearly thought so too as he suddenly froze above me and then called out my name in a hoarse shout. His hips juddered hard against mine.
Jamie collapsed, our panting chests crashing together, as he continued to pulse inside me. He weighed heavily on me and I let out a breathless gasp. “Jamie.”
He mumbled something and then pushed off, sliding out of me with a slight burn. He landed on his back but grabbed my hand to pull me over him. My head rested on his damp chest as his fingers played in my hair and his other hand cupped my breast. His thumb stroked my nipple as we laid there trying to catch our breaths. I could hear both our hearts pounding.
“Fuck,” Jamie muttered. “I need to deal with the condom, but I don’t want to move.”
I chuckled lazily. “Don’t move. I don’t want you to move.”
He took a breath. “Are you okay?”
Lifting my head, I grinned at him. “Do I not seem okay?”
Jamie searched my face and relaxed at what he found there. “You surprise me all the time.”
“In what way?”
He squeezed my breast and I gasped as I felt renewed heat flush between my legs. “You like it when I talk to you.”
I blushed.
His voice was thick. “Sweet, shy little Jane likes it when I hold her down, likes it when I talk dirty … What else will you like?”
Getting turned on all over again, I shifted over him, my lips hovering above his. “I’m willing to try anything with you.”
His grip on me tightened. “Anything?”
“As long as it’s you.”
“Fuck, I’m getting hard again.” He pushed up, kissing me.
When we finally came up for air, he brushed his thumb over my lips, eyes holding mine. “Let’s get cleaned up.”
Thankfully, we were still alone in the house. Holding Jamie’s hand, I followed him into the bathroom and watched as he took care of the condom. My attention got him hot.
He ignored his hard-on as he placed me on the edge of the bathtub and pushed open my legs. He lowered before me with a washcloth and I saw why. There was a little smear of blood on the inside of my thighs.
“Does it make me a sick bastard that this turns me on?”
“What?”
“Knowing no one else will ever get this from you. I’ll always be your first. It’s caveman bullshit, right?” He grinned, that wicked smile of his causing a flutter of butterflies in my belly. “Guys aren’t supposed to say that shit anymore.”
“If it’s how you feel,” I said, cupping his face in my hands, “it’s how you feel.”
“How do you feel about it?”
I considered this, loving that he’d asked. That he cared. I thought about how I liked him being in control. His physical strength over me invoked some kind of cavewoman bullshit in me too. I chuckled at the thought.
He smiled at the sound. “What?”
“I’m independent because I’ve had to be,” I told him, serious. “I like making my own decisions.”
Jamie frowned. “Okay?”
“Now that I have you, you will factor in my life decisions … but they will be my decisions.”
He nodded.
“However …” I bent my head toward him, my lips brushing his. “I don’t mind handing the reins over to you in the bedroom. If you like it. I mean … I think I might really