by KB Winters
“No, she’s not.”
“What? Not my friend or not jealous?”
I gave his massive chest a huge shove that did fuck all to move him, which produced another grown.
“Take your pick!” I stepped around him and started toward the parking lot exit with Jameson’s laughter at my back.
I made it about a half a block before Jamie caught up with me on his Harley. “Where are you going, Madds?”
“To Ashby Manor. Duh.”
“Come on, let’s get out of here.” He stopped at the curb and held out a helmet for me. “Put it on and hop on.”
I snatched the helmet and growled as I jumped on back. “Don’t tell me what to do.”
He laughed and revved the engine, taking off quickly so I had no choice but to hang on tight. Not that I minded, but that wasn’t the point. Jamie drove until he spotted a gourmet ice cream stand and turned off the engine. “Chocolate and vanilla good with you?”
“I can buy my own ice cream,” I insisted.
Jamie rolled his eyes. “Just answer the damn question.”
“Fine, yeah that’s good with me. Mr. Bossy.”
“That’s Officer Bossy to you, missy.”
I rolled my eyes and gave my body a pep talk as Jamie made his way slowly to the front of the long line. What part of friends don’t you understand? Just because he smelled good and felt big and hard up against me, didn’t change who we were.
It didn’t change a damn thing, no matter how strongly my hormones disagreed.
God, I hated being in the fucking friend zone.
“Can’t say I’ve ever heard of whiskey floats before.”
I took another spoonful, the taste, heavy on the booze, curled my toes a bit. And the creamy ice cream? What’s not to like? Which explained why I had kicked my shoes off and curled up on one end of Jamie’s sofa, feeling more relaxed than on the back of his Harley.
“Clearly, you like it. That’s your second one.”
“It’s damn good, but still doesn’t mean whiskey floats are a thing. You made this up to get me drunk,” I accused, aiming a finger across the sofa at him.
“Why would I do a thing like that, Maddie?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m a hilarious drunk.” I took another sip as the ice cream melted into a soft swirl. I couldn’t help it. I actually smacked my lips together dramatically. “I don’t really drink that much.”
“I’ve noticed.”
I shrugged. “Mom was a drunk, so I never saw the appeal.”
“Makes sense.” Jamie stared into his own glass for a long time, seemingly lost in thought before his lips tipped into a grin. “I can’t believe you were jealous of that chick.”
He shook his head, barely stifling his own laughter.
“I wasn’t jealous.”
“Liar.” He shrugged. “It’s all right to feel jealous, if the tables were turned, I probably might be a little jealous too.”
What? “Yeah right.” I rolled my eyes, knowing he was just trying to make me feel less idiotic. “I wasn’t jealous, except maybe of her mile-long legs and killer boobs.”
“She was hot, sure. But not a lot going on upstairs if you know what I mean.”
I let out a very unattractive snort-laugh. “When a woman looks like that, no man cares what’s going on upstairs, Jamie.”
“I care,” he growled, the sound startling me.
“Okay, fine, you’re the one guy on the planet who cares. Good for you. I still wasn’t jealous.”
His lips quirked up into a lazy, crooked grin as he slid across the length of the sofa. “You were so jealous your whole body turned green.”
I smacked his thigh. “How could you tell with your face buried in her tits?” I realized too late my mistake.
“Jealous and watching?” He snorted out loud, and I was toast. “Cool.”
I let out a grump of frustration and gave his chest a shove before attempting to stand on wobbly legs.
“You are unbearable!” I took one step away before I felt Jamie’s hands grip either side of my waist and pull me backward. “What are you doing?” I demanded.
His answer was to crush his lips against mine. At first I thought he was just making a point, but the kiss wasn’t quick like I thought it would be. Instead it went from hot to hotter as his tongue teased the seam of my lips until I opened for him with a shuddering sigh. Jamie dove in and explored every inch of my mouth, kissing me until my entire body was on fire, burning up and feverish, just for him.
I turned to fully face him, straddling his hips to deepen the kiss properly.
“Jamie,” I growled and slid my tongue between his lips while my hips ground against him. I wasn’t the most sexually experienced girl in the world, but something about this man made me hot and wild. It was like now that the dam had broken, I couldn’t get enough. I was hungry—no fuck that—I was starving for him.
And the way he gripped my ass to bring me flush up against his hard cock told me he felt the same. The way his hands slid oh so gently up my waist and ribcage, letting his thumbs brush up against the sides of my tits, had me trembling in his arms.
Without tearing my mouth from his, I slid my hands under Jamie’s shirt to feel his hot skin under my fingertips, his hard muscles jumping with every touch and then his rock hard pecs and even harder nipples.
Jamie hissed out a breath and pulled back with a smile. “You’re playing with fire, Maddie.”
I knew I was, and I smiled. “Maybe I want to feel the heat.” I let out a shriek when he gripped my ass and stood. But when he made for the stairs, I knew where this was headed, and it turned me the fuck on.
I couldn’t believe someone as hot as Jamie Ellison even gave me a second look, much less wanted to fuck me. I was from the ghetto trailer park. Not some fancy schmancy rich house on a hill.
I expected fast and frantic after the way Jamie laid me across his big bed and spread his big body over mine, settling his hips between my thighs. But he sat back and gazed at me with a slow smile and then peeled every stitch of clothing off my body like he had the patience of a monk.
“Ah, that’s better. So much fucking better.”
A breathy moan escaped at his words. I didn’t think I liked a chatty lover, but it turns out Jamie’s words were as effective as his touch in lighting me up.
“Jamie.”
“That’s even better. Tell me what you want, Maddie.”
Tell him? He was kidding, right?
He laughed at my silence. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll do what I want.”
I nodded. “Yeah. Okay. That sounds nice.”
“It won’t be nice,” he promised with a smile. “That I can promise you.” Then his lips were on me, heating every inch with his kisses, with the slow swirl of his tongue around one nipple and then the other. He kissed and licked his way down my body, stopping at my belly button along the way. And then his wide shoulders spread my legs apart. Wide. Like really, indecently wide.
“Jamie, you don’t—”
“This isn’t for you,” he grumbled. “Remember? This is for me.” Before I could tell him I didn’t believe that for one damn second, his tongue was flat and wide on my pussy. He licked up and down, up and down, occasionally catching a sliver of my swollen clit. He laughed when my hips jumped up off the bed and then wrapped his arms around my thighs, effectively holding me down.
“Enjoy it, Madds. I am.”
Enjoy was too tame a word for how I felt when his fingertips spread me apart and his tongue worked like a tornado on my clit until I laughed and screamed my pleasure across all for corners of his room. Then the wicked man licked me from the bottom of my opening all way up to my clit, again and again and again, until I was begging for more. Or for less, I wasn’t sure because my mind was scrambled with pleasure. And then he slipped his tongue inside of me.
He fucked me.
With. His. Tongue.
And I flew apart into the most explosive orgasm of my life. �
�Jamie! Oh Jamie! Fuu-uuck!”
He let out a low chuckle and slowed his tongue strokes for a few seconds, producing dozens of little aftershocks, before he stopped.
“I love how loud you are. Fucking hot.”
“Not too loud?”
“Not loud enough,” he growled and crawled up my body, kissing my overheated skin along the way.
I wrapped my arms around him and grinned. “Then I guess you better give me a good reason be louder.”
“Plan to,” he grunted and stood, undressing quickly. His gaze never left mine as he came back to me and stroked his thick cock right beside my face. “Taste,” he commanded.
I couldn’t look away from the sight of his cock, so long and thick and imposing. I flicked my tongue out over the slit and his hips bucked the same way mine did, and it had the same effect. I reached out to touch him and took him deeper into my mouth, sucking his swollen cock like it was my job.
“No more,” he growled and pulled back, teeth gritted and gray eyes dark with desire. “You can taste me all you want. Later. Now I need to be inside that pretty pink cunt of yours.”
“Yes. Please.”
He smiled and settled between my thighs, his big cock taking up more room than I anticipated, and I felt full. Overly full. And then I felt…good. Really good. Jamie stroked deep inside of me, his hips pumped slow and deep, his thigh muscles strained and his hands gripped my tits like they were jewels. He fucked me hard and deep and yeah, I was even louder than before, which he seemed to enjoy. A lot.
“Oh fuck, Maddie.”
His growled words, his loss of control turned me on even more and moisture flooded my pussy, producing another growl of passion. He bent over, hips still pumping into me, and took a nipple in his mouth. He sucked it, flicked it with his tongue and nibbled it, producing a world of sensations I was powerless to fight even if I wanted to. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed down over me and then it was a flood of pleasure that sent my body into long convulsions while Jamie continued to seek his own pleasure in my pulsating body. “Jamie, I’m—”
“I know. I feel it. Fucking. Incredible.” His mouth wrapped around my tit again and he sucked hard and that sent me the rest of the way over the edge. “Oh fuck, Maddie!” Then he was pouring himself into me and letting his own personal bliss take over until he was spent.
Completely and totally spent.
I smiled to myself, proud that I was the woman who’d made this big strong man fall to his knees. I made him lose control.
“I wasn’t the only one being loud.”
Jamie laughed and held me tight as he rolled us gently on our sides so we were lying face to face. “I’m not ashamed one bit. That was fucking amazing.”
“It was,” I said around a yawn. “Really fucking amazing.” My eyelids fluttered shut and the last thing I felt was Jamie wrapping his big strong arms around me and pressing a kiss to my forehead.
It was the best two hours of sleep I’d ever had in my whole life.
And then we did it all over again.
Two more times.
It was also the hottest sex I’d ever had, but I had a feeling it would soon be one of the biggest mistakes of my life.
Chapter Eighteen
Jameson
Waking up with Maddie in my arms just felt right. She was naked and warm and snuggled up against my chest with one leg thrown over my hip, hair spread across her pillow, my arm and my face. I couldn’t stop the smile on my lips thinking about all the ways I’d made her mine last night. She was soft and feminine, beautiful and insatiable.
And right now, she was all mine.
Maddie turned on her back and the thin cotton sheet fell away to show off her pale breasts and the pretty pink tips of her nipples. They were mouthwatering. They were fucking irresistible is what they were, and I was powerless to stop myself from having another taste, especially when she slowly started to wake up, arching her back to bring her nipples well within tasting distance.
She moaned on the first pass of my lips across her collarbone, and again when I kissed my way up the column of her neck. But her nipples beckoned me, and I pulled one into my mouth, sucking softly until another moan escaped her lips. I closed my eyes and devoured her breasts, sucking and nibbling until she brushed her legs together and arched further into my mouth.
A sharp gasp escaped, and I smiled, knowing she was fully awake. I pulled back, releasing her breast with a dramatic pop that left her skin pink and wet. “Morning.”
Light brown eyes blinked and there was a moment of panic as she took in her surroundings and exactly who was responsible for waking her. Finally, she spoke. “Uhm, morning?”
I laughed. “Sleep well?”
Maddie nodded and licked her lips, a move that sent a surge of heat to my cock.
“I slept like the dead,” she said easily and collapsed back onto the bed, giving me another chance to swipe my tongue along the underside of her plump tits. “What, uhm, what the fuck are you doing?”
I looked up with a smile and arched a brow. “Enjoying you, of course.”
“Oh.”
“Problem?” We hadn’t talked about what happened last night with as much detail as we probably should have, so I understood her confusion, but I wanted her more than I wanted to talk.
“No. God, no,” she moaned when my tongue circled her nipple. “I just thought last night was a one-time thing, to, you know, uhm, get it out of our system.”
I nodded because last night when I passed out with her naked body flush against mine, that was what I thought as well.
“Me too, but waking up with you like this, has me rock hard and wanting more of you, Maddie.”
I tasted her again and when Maddie moaned, I wondered if I’d ever get tired of the sexy sounds she made when she was being pleasured.
“Oh, wow! Yes!” Her words came out in breathless pants as her hands fisted in my hair and she gave a not-so-gentle tug.
“Jamie. What about our friendship? It’s important to me.”
“It’s important to me too, Madds. But if it doesn’t make us better, then you have my word that we can go back to our regular old friendship. I promise.”
She nodded but doubt still lingered in her eyes. “You think we can just go back to being friends after last night? Friends don’t fuck.”
I chuckled and gave a casual shrug. “I don’t know for sure because I’ve never done this with a friend before, but I think our friendship matters a lot to both of us, which means we’ll find a way to hang on to it. No matter what. Right?”
“Ooh, you’re just a regular boy scout, aren’t you?”
Her words were meant to tease as she scanned my face, for what, I didn’t know. But the feel of the pads of her fingers scraping across my skin, her fingers running through my hair was intoxicating.
“I thought you learned last night, Maddie, there’s nothing regular about me.” She laughed, but the sound was cut off by a low moan when my two fingers slid into the damp heat between her thighs. “Damn, you’re already soaked.”
“Well, I did wake up with someone’s lips all over my boobs.” Her legs fell open dramatically, giving me a perfect glimpse of her swollen pink clit, her glistening pussy lips and her pulsing core as she gobbled up my fingers.
“Jamie,” she groaned and reached for my wrist.
I got lost in tasting Maddie, in pleasing her and in forcing more of those sexy little cries from her mouth. I was so lost in the act of pleasing her that I didn’t hear the phone buzzing on the nightstand until it became a constant sound I could no longer ignore.
“Dammit!” I snatched the damn thing off the stand and looked at it. “Beck.”
“And look at how quickly he’s leaving me for another woman,” Maddie joked, more disappointed than jealous.
I tossed the phone on the bed and crawled up her body.
“Believe me, I’d rather be here, finding every which way to make you moan.”
“Mmm, that sounds good. I’ll h
ave one of those please.”
I chuckled and captured her mouth in a slow kiss that only made me want her more. Her tongue played with mine while my fingers played with her body. We kissed like that for what felt like hours. I knew I needed to hit the shower and meet Beck, but how could I when I finally had Maddie writhing underneath me?
She reached for my cock and stroked, over and over again, before bringing my shaft to her opening. “Jamie, I want you.”
In one thrust I was exactly where I wanted to be, buried in her white hot pussy as it pulsed around me, her orgasm imminent. “Oh fuck!”
We came together hard and fast, our skin slick with sweat, our breaths short and our faces stretched into satisfied smiles.
She grinned up at me. “Best way to start the day.”
I laughed and gave one final thrust as I placed a lingering kiss on her lush mouth. “I know what I’ll be thinking about for the rest of the day.”
“Same, Jamie. Same.”
“I better go get in the shower,” I told her reluctantly.
“Or you could just get dressed and get a whiff of us every time the wind changes direction.”
I laughed. “So I can have a hard on in front of Agent Beck all damn day? No thanks.”
“I don’t know, Jamie. It might soften her up toward you. Pheromones and all.”
“Doubtful,” I snorted. “And I’m not sure I even want to go there. Not with Beck.”
“Fine.” Maddie smacked my ass and pushed me away. “Go on and get in the shower, then.”
I took the fastest shower I could, thankful, yet disappointed Maddie hadn’t joined me. Dressed even quicker and rushed out the door to meet up with Agent Beck.
At Lucky Lopez.
“Beck?”
“Back here,” she called, and I followed the sound of her voice to the VIP room and froze when those all-seeing blue eyes landed on me.
“What do you know about this place?”
More than I wanted to know, which was a hell of a lot less than I planned to share with her.
Fuck.
