between his legs until I was cupping him over his pants. “Fuck,” he hissed after I gave him a light squeeze. I teased him by alternating between nipping and kissing along his neck. I tugged his leather belt loose around his black slacks.
“We’re pulling up to the house,” he announced. I didn’t stop. I felt the car slow when we approached the gate and I undid the button on his pants. I got the zipper down and slowly inched my hand inside his briefs, wrapping my fingers around him. He inhaled sharply, making me smile. I loved that my touch could draw such a reaction from him.
He was already hard, skin velvety smooth. I stroked his length slowly, memorizing every ridge from his base to his tip. He blew air through his lips while bumping the back of his head against the headrest. Once the gate was opened, he slammed his foot on the accelerator and sped up the driveway.
As soon as he parked the car inside the garage, he pulled my hand from his pants and unbuckled his seatbelt. Then he lifted me under my arms over the center console to straddle him. “That was mean,” he growled and captured my lips with his in a punishing and demanding manner. His hand tangled in my hair, holding me in place. His tongue caressed mine and I moaned, loving the taste of him.
My hands slid over his arms and down his chest, feeling his taut muscles through the thin fabric of his shirt. His free hand traveled down my bare back to my ass and squeezed while I ground myself on his hard bulge.
A groan rumbled in his chest. Lips moving over my jaw, to my neck, his teeth nipped at my sensitive skin before his tongue soothed the sting. I was a panting mess as the ache between my legs became unbearable. My fingers moved frantically to unbutton his shirt.
“We need to go upstairs.” He tugged on my hair to make me look up at him. His eyes were heavy-lidded with desire, but he was trying to fight it. Determined to do the right thing.
“Don’t you dare stop.” I gave up on the buttons, deciding to rip his shirt open the rest of the way instead. I took a moment to admire his beautiful tattooed skin and rippling muscles beneath them before I pressed my lips to his collarbone.
“The garage—” he started to say, but I quickly covered his mouth with mine.
“Shh, stop thinking and just be here with me,” I whispered pleadingly against his lips.
His resolve snapped and his hands grabbed ahold of my dress, pulling it from the back down my arms. It bunched around my waist, exposing my breasts. He pushed me back gently to look his fill. “You’re so fucking beautiful."
He leaned forward, lips capturing one of my dusky-pink nipples and cupped the other breast with his hand, kneading it. He suckled and tugged lightly with his teeth, causing my head to loll back, moaning.
I snaked my fingers in his soft hair and pulled lightly. “I need you,” I said breathlessly.
His lips released my nipple and trailed up my chest, along my neck until he reached my ear. “You have me,” he mumbled against my skin. His hands fell to my hips and pushed the skirt of my dress up over my hips. He slid a hand over my bare ass cheek before smacking it and giving it a good squeeze. I chuckled at his playfulness while I reached into his pants to pull him free.
Wow.
He was bigger than I'd been expecting. I pumped my hand up and down his cock a few times, assessing its length and enjoying the heaviness. The noises I coaxed from him fed my ego and turned me on even more than I thought possible. He caught my proud little smile and kissed it away.
“Do you enjoying teasing me?” His husky voice made me shiver.
I leaned forward and angled him at my entrance. “I’ll let you have your way with me later. Right now, you’re mine,” I said and leaned back.
We stared at each other as the head of his cock slowly slid inside me. I gasped at the feel of being stretched. With my hand still buried in his hair, I couldn’t stop from tugging it as I took more of him in. Jamie’s brows furrowed, almost as though in pain as his grip on my hip and ass tightened, fingers biting into my skin. We were both panting