Page 67 of Unmasking You

“Yeah,” he answers, but he doesn’t move.

I embrace him, pulling him away from the door, turning us until we’re side by side. Then, using my body as a support, I walk to the bed and gently help Jamie to lie on it.

I watch him from above, enjoying his naked chest, his open trousers, and most of all the erection peeking out from his boxers. He looks so devastatingly beautiful with his reddish face, bright and dreamy big eyes, and raw puffy lips all because of my kisses.

I need so much more, because only a taste of Jamie is not enough to quench my thirst.

“Baby, I’m removing your trousers and boxers.”

“Yes, please. I want to feel you.”

I lean in and pull the zipper down, slip my hand in between, and then slide everything down until his cock is standing proud and his body is on display for me to enjoy. For me to make it mine.

“Touch me,” Jamie demands.

There’s nothing I want more than to devour him, but I can’t forget what he went through, and I need him to tell me when he’s ready for more.

Jamie places a hand at the nape of my neck, the heat of his palm seeping through my body and making my groin burn. “You. Me. Us. Nothing has ever felt so right.”

Leaning in to steal his lips in another kiss, and then another, and so many more, I press my body over his, never letting my full weight sink, afraid it’ll scare him.

Instead, as soon as my body is pressed against his, Jamie pulls me even closer, and his legs cross over my arse. His hips push up looking for more contact, and his hands skim down my back and cup my cheeks, pulling me against him as he pushes up.

His touch burns even through my clothes and makes me lose my mind.

“Love, I need to be naked. I need to be inside you.”

Jamie’s hands fly from my cheeks to the button of my trousers, and I chuckle at his impatience. But it soon dies when he presses his palm against my hard-on and nearly makes me come.

My groan fills the room, spurring Jamie on to have me naked.

He tugs at my clothes, trying to get rid of them, but my weight is keeping them in place. So I help him, and I hiss when his fingers scrape at my thighs, starting a fire that spreads toward the part of me desperate for his touch.

Once everything is on the floor, I resume my position on top of him, but angle my body so I can reach his cock while I explore the rest of him.

“Touch me, Shay.”

I do. I wrap my hand around him, loving how hot he is. I slide up and rub my palm over his head to gather his precum, and then slide down to the root, making Jamie’s back arch of the bed. I take his nipple closer to me inside my mouth, and work on making him crazy by nibbling on it and then flicking my tongue to soothe it.

I let him go and reach for the drawer to grab a condom and lube, and throw them on the bed while I resume pleasuring Jamie. I get up on my knees without letting go of him, and with my free hand I open the lube. I squeeze some onto my finger, and after warming it up, I trail down his cock, until I reach his perineum and rub him there.

Jamie goes wild. His head pushes against the sheet, as if trying to get away from me, while his hips arch off the bed to heighten the contact. I rub him there until his legs tremble and he’s sobbing in pleasure. Only then do I move to caress his hole, over and over, until it relaxes and opens a little as if inviting me to enter.

I do, because there is nothing I want more than to be inside him and make him mine forever.

When I push in, his legs close a little and then fall open again as if giving me permission to go deeper. I push in to the second knuckle, and then stop to give Jamie time to get used to me. I pull back and push in a couple of times, and then press two fingers inside him. He hisses, and I pull back slightly, opening my fingers to create more space, and then I push in again. I do this until I can push my fingers in with only a small resistance, and then I move my fingers around until Jamie shouts and arches up.

“Shay…” His trembling voice matches his trembling body. His hands roam over those parts of my body he can reach, and I love every single touch.

“Soon, love.”

I press over and over against his prostate, until his passage relaxes enough for me to press three fingers in, and I resume my ministrations until I’m sure he’s ready to accept me.

I take my place in between his legs, after pulling them up to accommodate me. I lean in and whisper against his ear. “Love, I’m going to push in.”

“Please, Shay…” he says in a desperate tone that matches my need to be inside him.

I search for the condom with my hand, then tear the packet open and put it on before taking Jamie’s lips in a kiss. I push in, stopping only when there’s too much resistance.

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