Page 33 of Meet You Half Way
“I do love having eyes on me,” I admitted. “But you know what I liked most of all?”
“Tell me.”
“Havingyoureyes on me.”
Jamie moaned, the sound really quite delicious as he bent his head and brought those lips down onto mine. I moaned into the kiss, already needing more and getting it when he parted my lips with his tongue, seeking out mine as I let him in. I pulled his hips closer to mine, needing some friction but not getting it when Jamie locked my hips down with his free hand, the other still toying with my nipples. I had a feeling he knew exactly what he was doing to me.
He plundered my mouth and I enjoyed every second of it as I grew even more pent up and restless for him, aching and hard and needy. Jamie slowed the kiss, teeth biting down on my lower lip as he pulled away from me. He grazed his eyes down the full length of my body, eyes dark and lips puffy, taunting me with every caress of his attention.
“Don’t move,” he said, stepping away from me with intent in his eyes. I wanted to whimper but I stayed where I was, watchinghis every move as he kicked off his shoes and socks and then laid down on the bed. He fluffed up a couple of pillows, stuffing them behind his back so that he was propped up, looking at me. He crossed one ankle over the other and then sent those heated eyes my way as I felt a lick of heat curl inside. He was looking at me like he expected a performance. And I wanted to give him one.
“Take your clothes off for me,” he said, calm as could be. Well that was fine with me. I was a pro at taking my clothes off and we both knew I had no issues with exhibitionism.
So I grinned and taunted him back the way he was taunting me, making a show of taking off each piece of clothing, flexing my chest muscles for him as I threw my top on the floor. Jamie’s eyes were blown with lust, his teeth grazing his bottom lip as he watched my every move, not shifting from his spot on the bed.
I took my time, making it well worth the effort until I was down to my boxers, teasing the edge a little until I thought I’d make us both mad with want. I flicked them down in one swift motion, loving the way my dick sprang free, unshackling it from the confines of my pants.
Jamie’s eyes went straight to my cock and I let him look, knowing I was leaking and half mad with need. I went to touch myself, needing some kind of relief but Jamie just shook his head.
“Uh uh,” he said. “Hands off. Let me look.”
The grin fell from my face as I leaned back against the door, pressing my hands behind my back so I wasn’t tempted. And I let him just look, feeling his eyes like a caress as they moved from the top of my head, right to the tips of my feet. I felt my dick pulse when his gaze focused there again and a grin tipped up the sides of his mouth.
“You want to touch yourself?” he purred. I could only nod, almost groaning when he casually granted me permission with his soft, “Go ahead.”
Instantly I reached down to give myself some relief, whimpering when I gripped onto my aching dick. “Slowly,” he added and I adjusted my speed, desire making me half crazy as I pumped myself and he just watched.
I was so pent up it took hardly any time before I could feel my spine tingling and I tensed a little. He noticed because his next words made me cry out when he called, “Stop.”
But I did what he asked, dropping my hold on my cock, loving this game more than I should when I really just needed some release. But I also had a strong hunch it would be worth it in the end, that I maybe liked playing Jamie’s games with him.
“Now come and sit on my face,” he dropped into the conversation, like he’d just asked me what the time was. My heart leapt in my chest and I nearly came on the spot but I held it in, doing what he asked as I padded my way towards him, swinging my hips a little as I went, feeling those deep blue eyes on my every step.
He pulled the pillows out from behind him as I climbed onto the bed, crawling my way towards him. I didn’t hesitate as I swung my leg over his face, his hands coming up to grip my hips.
My heart was literally up in my throat as he pulled me forward, his mouth slamming around my over-heated cock. My answering groan had him smirking around my dick as I settled my weight onto my knees, leaning forward so that he could taste all of me.
I gripped onto the bedhead with one hand, using it to aid my rhythm and balance as I moved my hips into his welcoming mouth, his tongue doing things to me that were just unholy. Jamie moaned underneath me, the hum vibrating up along the length of my spine in the most pleasant dance. His eyes watered when I hit the back of his throat while I watched him, half drunk with lust. He sucked and pulled on me, his hands on my hipssetting the pace when all I wanted to do was speed it up and end things.
I was a wreck. I had no idea how my shaking knees were even holding my weight as Jamie’s mouth worked to bring about my ending while his tongue destroyed me.
I wanted this to last so much longer, to relish this perfect moment in time with this skilful man. I held on as long as I could, the feel of his wet mouth and silky tongue lapping at me, but then his free hand gently squeezed my balls and I was a goner. I lasted exactly three more seconds before I was coming so hard I let out a string of curses while Jamie just took and took from me. I had nothing left to give but Jamie kept sucking until I had to extract myself from his mouth with a whimper, the over sensitisation almost too much as my shaking knees collapsed underneath me.
“Dio santo,” I groaned.
Jamie pulled me back down along the length of his body, his mouth tackling mine and bringing me back from that edge of insanity I had just descended into. He kissed me like he’d been waiting all day for this moment, kind of like I had, and he let me feel it, those lovely big hands skating over my body.
“Do you like this?” he asked eventually, mouth tracing down my jaw to my neck. “Do you like the fact you’re completely naked and I’m still fully clothed?”
“Yes,” I panted.
“You like power imbalance?” he asked. I could feel the smile on his face and I knew he wasn’t judging me, that maybe he liked this the same way I did.
“I like you looking,” I admitted, watching as he sank back and those blue eyes danced all over me, heating me up all over again.
“Well let me assure you, you areverynice to look at,” he said, hand skating down my hip to the curve of my ass.
“But I also want to look at you too,” I told him.
