Page 20 of Love Under Construction

“Liv, are you sure it’s a good idea. You hate me, remember?”

“I don’t hate you. I want you to make me forget. I need to feel something other than overwhelming grief. Fix this Jameson.”

Running a hand over my face, I sigh. Sex isn’t going to fix this. Sex won’t make Liv’s father come back. Damn if I can deny her though. Not when I’ve kept my feelings for her locked away for so long. I’d walk to the ends of the earth to save her. To make this all go away. If she wants me to make her forget, then I’m going to do my best to make her feel euphoria.

“There’s no going back,” I warn her as our bodies touch again.

“I don’t want to go back. I want to move forward, with you,” Liv proclaims as her lips land on mine again.

This isn’t how I imagined this going down. Not at all.

There are a million reasons why I should say no, right now. There’s no stopping, the carnal desire rushing through me though as I lift her in my arms. I hurriedly carry her up the steps to my old bedroom and shut the door, locking out the world around us.

Right now, we’re the only two people that exist.

Our hands fight for control as we shred each other’s clothes from our bodies. Having Liv finally naked before me has me pausing, only for a moment, to take her in – in every ounce of her gorgeous glory.

My cock bobs and begs for her touch. She responds, wrapping her hands around my length as if she can hear every part of me calling to her. “Liv,” I hiss and thrust into her hand.

“Take me, Jameson. Mark me. Own me.”

In the back of my mind, I hesitate for a fraction of a second, feeling like I’m taking advantage of the situation. Deep down my heart screams that if I don’t take this chance, I’ll lose her for good. That thought alone terrifies me and propels me back into action.

Liv lets go, and crawls on my bed, laying down with her body spread out before me. I quickly check to make damn sure I’m not dreaming and then I’m on her. My mouth and my fingers, exploring every inch of her milky skin. Every time I look up, her blue eyes glisten for me. She’s watching every move I make.

“Jay,” she gasps as my tongue swipes against her pussy.

She’s never called me anything except for Jameson. Something I plan to revisit later. Right now, I’m like a starved man, feasting on his last meal.

Her body writhes against me as she eventually comes undone, my name spilling from her lips again.

As I move up her body, I kiss her lips then whisper in her ear, all the devilish things I plan to do to her. She stifles a laugh and wraps her legs around my hips, tugging me closer. The minute my cock brushes against her wet skin, I let out a strained groan.

“Make love to me, Jay.”

I swallow hard as she pulls me even closer, allowing the head of my cock to slip inside of her.

“Goddamn, Liv.”

Everything around us ceases to exist as I slip all the way inside her waiting heat. I take my time until she’s begging for more, then I finally give even in and make her see stars. As she tumbles over the edge again, I follow her with one final thrust.

She surprises me yet again when she pulls me down beside her and curls up; her arms wrapped tightly around me. In minutes she’s fast asleep tangled under a sheet with me.

Chapter 11

Olivia

It’s warm,almost too warm and there’s something heavy draped over me. My eyes slowly open as I reach over for my phone, except its not there. Jameson is. I blink again and look around, wondering why he’s in my bed, except he’s not - I’m in Jameson’s bed. In his childhood bedroom and that’s his arm wrapped around my naked body.

“Jameson,” I elbow him hard enough that he’ll move. “Get off. I need to get my phone.”

He curses and rubs his side as I jump up from the bed, taking his sheet with me to cover my body. Each movement across the room has my body aching from all the delicious ways that Jameson owned me the night before.

I find my phone on his dresser and quickly answer.

“Livi,” My mom sniffles. It’s her voice that brings reality back to the surface and a shred of regret.

I squeeze my eyes shut as tears fill my eyes. “Yeah, Momma.”

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