Page 102 of Timeless

I gritted my teeth. “Tae then?”

Her eyes sharpened on me. “You know Tae and I were never intimate.”

I groaned. “So, I’m the only man who gives in your special talent?” God, I always knew I was weak when it came to her. She knew exactly what to do with me.

“Yep.”

I clenched my eyes shut, trying to hold back, as her hand worked slowly on me.

“You’re the only man I pleasure with my mouth.”

My eyes snapped open, and I looked down at her. “What?”

She shrugged, like it wasn’t a big deal. “You know I’m all about taking. Not giving.” She looked up at me. “Why does that shock you? You knew how I was when it came to sex.”

She was… she was serious. “You never… not even with Blake?” It didn’t make sense.

“I took.” She looked at me innocently. “Never been much of a giver. Until you.”

“So, no other man has… you know…”

She arched her eyebrows, not understanding what I meant.

“Been a victim to your special talent but me?”

She giggled. “Stop looking at me like that. And to answer your question… no. But if you really want others to experience it…”

“Don’t fucking dare tease me,” I managed to grit out as she picked up the speed of her hand.

“Okay, I won’t tease you.” She then wrapped her mouth around me.

“Amber, that is teasing because I can’t finish!”

“Yes, you can.”

“Six years of built up need for you, Amber, you really think I’m going to be able to keep control once you start?”

I looked down in time to see her smirk.

“We both know you wouldn’t be able to get all your need out for me at once. You will need that week.” She kissed my stomach. “Now lay back and stop fighting me.”

I shook my head.

“Jax, I give you permission to lose yourself, you hear me?” She planted another soft kiss on me, while running her nails up my inner thigh. “Let me prove to you I love you.”

“Prove it to me by coming to bed.”

She wasn’t giving up because she kept kissing me. “You know I can force you.”

And there it was. Her fucking special talent! I looked down at her, ready to argue the fact with her, that she did know she had a power over me. But she was calmly looking up at me. Looking really relaxed. My argument dropped.

“I give you,” She kissed my lower stomach, “complete permission to lose control.”

She had no idea what she was offering me! Offering me to take her mouth like that.

“You know I won’t hold anything against you. So, please, just let go, Jax. Come on.” She kissed me again. “Babe, seriously, drop the control.”

She only ever called me by pet names when she was starting to get pissed off and I wasn’t doing what she wanted. I swear our biggest arguments usually started with her saying the word babe.

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