Hit the Spot (Dirty Deeds #2) Read Online J. Daniels

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Chick Lit, Contemporary, Erotic, Funny, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Dirty Deeds Series by J. Daniels
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Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 135604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
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And Jamie was looking to get intimate with me.

On his stomach and hanging partially off the bed, Jamie dropped his head between my legs and swiped his hot tongue through my pussy.

“Oh, shit,” I moaned, back arching and hands reaching down to grab handfuls of ocean-kissed hair.

Jamie had his hands wrapped around my thighs and was yanking me closer to his mouth. He started to work me.

Lips parted to moan and pant and beg if he asked, I looked between my legs, watching in wonder and studying, learning the way he ate out a woman.

There was technique. There was skill and practiced moves.

He didn’t start slow. He wasn’t savoring.

Jamie was ravenous. Greedy. He spoke against my flesh, saying hottest pussy and so wet and so fuckin’ good and this was never his. He wasn’t just erasing and replacing memories. Jamie wasn’t simply licking and tasting to see if he liked it. He was eating and consuming, knowing he wanted it all. Hard, hungry lips and a tongue that felt like fire. He was rough.

He was unforgettable.

Jamie was making it so his mouth was the only mouth I was ever going to remember, no matter who came after him.

He was cocky here, too. And he had right to be.

I was breathing heavy before I knew it and on the edge even quicker than that.

“Jamie.” My legs shook against his ears. They were trembling uncontrollably, like part of my body was having a seizure.

That had never happened to me before.

“Ja … mie, oh, God,” I cried, tugging so hard on his hair he growled between my legs.

My violence didn’t stop him. If anything, it spurred him on and drove him a little crazy.

Jamie kept on at me, sucking on my clit and speaking words against my flesh that sounded dirty even though I couldn’t understand him as my head slammed back onto the pillow and my back arched.

I came hard.

He dug his fingers into my ass and told me to ride his face like it was his cock, and I did, lifting my hips in quick jerks as the wave of euphoria rolled through me.

I collapsed onto the mattress, panting and seeing stars and feeling a little drugged. My entire body felt like it was humming. And when Jamie lifted his head and my hands in turn, since they were still holding fistfuls of his hair, I looked down and met his eyes, letting go of him finally.

“So fuckin’ hot the way you go off,” he told me, chin and lips wet and tongue licking to savor. “The way it builds in you and you let it take. Fuck me, babe. I ain’t never seen fire like that.”

“Um.” I swallowed. Wow. What to say … “Thank you.”

Yeah. I settled on thank you.

Genius.

Hands flat on my stomach, I watched Jamie push to a standing position at the foot of the bed.

He chuckled and wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand. Then he shoved his briefs down, and although I had already seen Jamie’s penis and was well aware of how fortunate he was in that department, I had never seen him fully hard, meaning I was not well aware of how fortunate he was in that department.

My earlier worries resurfaced. I sat up quickly and drew my knees to my chest.

“I have questions,” I informed him.

Kneeling beside me, Jamie reached for the sleeve of condoms. He tore a packet off and ripped it open with his teeth, saying “Shoot” while he spit out the wrapper.

So casual. As if a pierced dick was nothing out of the ordinary.

I watched him roll the condom down his shaft. He was quick about it and maybe not as careful as I thought he should’ve been.

I felt inclined to bring this to his attention.

“Shouldn’t you go slow and make sure it doesn’t rip over that thing?” I asked, pointing at the ball that curved at the top.

“Done this enough. I think I know what I’m doin’.”

My eyes narrowed when he lifted his head.

Jamie smirked.

I knew he was thinking I was looking pissy because he thought I was jealous, which I wasn’t, that was absurd, so I quickly went back to looking at him with normal-sized eyes.

His smirk twisted into a smile.

“Anyway.” I cleared my throat and hugged my knees. “Um, so, that won’t break, will it? With the piercing …”

“Shouldn’t,” he answered.

“And it won’t hurt?”

Jamie stared at me, his expression growing more serious the longer he stared. Then he reached down and pulled the condom off his dick, tossing it aside, and just as I was opening my mouth to question what he was doing in a way I knew would sound panicked, since he totally looked like he had changed his mind and we weren’t about to have sex, Jamie grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand to him.


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