Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 73454 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73454 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
She cocks her head. “I’ll admit you had a distinct lack of heartbreak over that.”
I nod, looking once more at Cage. “Besides… Cage isn’t the type to fill a hole left behind. He’s the type that rolls into you and takes everything.”
“Damn,” she mutters, shaking her head. “You have it bad.”
“Merely lust at first sight,” I say, trying to tone things down.
“More than lust, I’m thinking,” she muses as she turns to stare at Cage. “But lust is definitely a good place to start.”
“Agreed,” I murmur, also ogling him right beside my sister.
CHAPTER 6
Cage
Morning sex is something that should be slow and sweet. Or at least, the times I’ve had morning sex with Jaime—which would be three times now—have been that way. Me waking up first with a slow caress of my hand along her hip to test whether she’s awake or not. That hand might drift between her legs, working in and against her slowly until she’s drenched, semi-awake, and sleepily begging for it.
Another time, I was the one woken up with Jaime’s mouth on my cock, and I thought I had been in the middle of the most amazing dream ever, only to wake up and realize it was better than a dream. She got me worked up to the edge, then slowly straddled me and rode me to a slow but powerful orgasm.
But this morning, we’re apparently both feeling a bit energetic because I’m on my knees in the middle of Jaime’s bed, my ass resting against the heels of my feet, and my hands spread across her ribs. She’s riding my cock, feet planted on the mattress. She bounces up and down while I help her along so she doesn’t tire out. Her eyes are wild… delirious and unfocused. Gasping for air, she can’t do much more than let her head loll backward as she moans against the feeling of me punching up into her.
“Fuck,” I grit out, feeling my orgasm starting to form. I want to slow her down, draw it out because it feels so good, yet I don’t want to take away from her abandon. She’s glorious in how lost she is to the feeling, red hair all splayed down her back and tits bouncing beautifully. I glance down, getting a shocking jolt of pleasure as I take in her cunt riding my shaft, and feel my balls start to tighten. She came already this morning with my fingers, but I want one more.
Moving a hand to grip her hair from behind, I force her head up. Her gaze is bleary, a haze of lust and pleasure. “Look at me, Jaime,” I growl.
She blinks once, twice… but never loses momentum. Her fingers dig down into my shoulders.
“Come on, baby… focus,” I urge.
I get a smile, a lick of her lips, then she manages to hold my gaze. She sounds drunk when she stammers with each bounce, “Feels so good. I don’t want to stop.”
“I want you to come again,” I grit out.
“Going to,” she gasps, her head falling forward until her brow touches mine. I feel her breath across my mouth, and there it is… just like that and almost at my command, her body stiffens as an orgasm takes her hostage. I can feel her pussy rippling around my cock, and my hips jerk upward into her.
One, two, three more thrusts, and I’m coming right along with her. “Fuck,” I bark as I start to unload.
Christ, this is good.
So fucking good.
The best… and it gets better each time.
Who is this girl, and what has she done to me?
Mere moments after the last ripples fade, we collapse sideways onto the bed, my cock slipping out of her. We lay face to face, drained and with dopey smiles on our faces as we stare at each other.
“That wasn’t too rough?” I ask.
“God no,” she murmurs, then stretches luxuriously like a cat. “That was amazing.”
“Good.” I lean in, brush my mouth against hers, before rolling back enough to look at her. “So, how was your day yesterday?”
I didn’t get over to Jaime’s until after nine last night, and there was no time for talking. She’d been texting me dirty stuff that evening, and I was ready to fuck her the minute I stepped over her threshold.
I had told her a semi truth—that I had a work meeting. The truthful part of it was I was at Jameson to meet with Kynan and Rachel about a security seminar they want me to help Rachel give in a few weeks. Rachel, of course, attended via video since she’s in the Vegas office.
The lie was that Jaime thought the work meeting meant at the car dealership she thinks I work at, and I didn’t bother correcting her with the truth. While I have been having an amazing time with her, I keep waiting for me to wake up one morning and realize it’s over. I’ve never dated anyone this long, never spent this much time and energy on a person, and I don’t trust myself to maintain this for the long term. It’s just not inherently me.