Page 41 of Jaime
Sighing, I snuggled closer to Jaime, pressing my face to his neck, inhaling the warmth of his scent.
Everything about him called to me in a way I was unfamiliar with. He was beautiful. Not just in appearance either.
I moved my hips a little, feeling his heat still around my cock. Why the hell did everything about him feel like home? I barely knew Jaime, yet I never wanted to leave his embrace. His arms and legs around me made me feel like I was exactly where I was meant to be, for the first time.
I’d always forced myself into the places I wanted. I’d had to carve myself into the show I now had, to seek out agents and publishers and artists for my books. I was proud of myself, but as of yet, nothing had ever just fallen into place like this. There had always been trial and error first. I would do everything I could to preserve and hold onto this thing forming between us.
I allowed myself another minute to relish in Jamie’s embrace before waking him.
“All right, sweetheart, it’s time to get up.”
Jamie didn’t even twitch.
“Jamie. Come on, beautiful.” I pressed a kiss to his smooth cheek, then one to his lips. “Evie needs you.”
That finally got Jamie’s attention. His eyes flew open in sleepy confusion.
“Hm? What happened to Evie?”
He tried to get up, but I held him down, feeling the way his heart started to pound.
“Sh. It’s okay.” I stroked back his hair soothingly as he blinked fully awake. “Nothing happened. We just can’t sleep here. Got to get back to your baby girl.”
The tension melted from his body and he let out a sigh of relief.
“Oh. Right.”
“Yeah,” I whispered, pressing our lips together again.
He sighed again, a happy, contented sigh as our bodies melted together again.
“This is so nice,” he whispered.
“It’s the best,” I agreed, smiling softly. “I hate to have to ruin it.”
“We could always continue at my place,” he suggested, suddenly not meeting my gaze.
My heart gave a happy little skip.
“You want me to stay the night?” I asked.
He bit his lip, nodding.
So sweet.
I placed my hands on his cheeks, steering him to look at me again.
“I would love that,” I said firmly.
He smiled happily, his fingers sliding into my hair to pull me in for a soft kiss. It deepened languidly, tongues slipping out to meet each other. Relaxed and warm, just connecting on another level.
Grudgingly, I slid my hips back, freeing my cock from the welcoming heat of his hole.
Jamie gasped softly, pulling back with a frown and wiggling his hips.
“Oh, that feels weird now.”
The fact that, at that moment, keeping me inside had turned into something that felt more natural than being without me was strangely beautiful.
