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“Yeah, me too,” I admitted.
Jamie was quiet for a few moments, his hand tracing patterns on my stomach, spreading the sticky mess. My mind was still drifting, still in some kind of haze that I’d been feeling ever since my conversation with Dante. The one where he released me from my overwhelming feelings of obligation towards him.
The one where he set me free.
And it was all due to the guy at my side, this amazing man who had just fucked my soul right out of me, the man who was taking up a hell of a lot of my headspace right now, not to mention all the other lovely feelings he was currently extracting from me.
“I’m sorry if I overstepped,” he finally said, the silence long but not uncomfortable between us.
“You did overstep,” I told him, moving to my side to face him. His hand drifted to my hip, holding me there as those lovely blue eyes held mine. “But I’m thankful for it. I don’t think I would have ever had the guts to say anything to Dante if you hadn’t made me.”
“You think I don’t know that?” he grinned, the smile making his handsome face look even more beautiful. “I knew you needed a prod and I was happy to be the one to give it.”
“And we both know how good you are at using your prod,” I smirked.
“It’s my specialty,” he grinned back.
“I don’t even know what to think right now,” I admitted. “I’m still processing. I don’t quite have the words.”
“That’s okay. I’m pretty sure you showed me just now how you were feeling,” Jamie said, that smirk firmly back in place.
“I did,” I grinned. “Think you still have something left in the tank for another round? I still have more of that weird energy buzzing inside me that I need to expend.”
“Put those purple jocks back on and I’ll be good to go again in no time,” he laughed.
“Deal,” I said. “In a bit though. I’m still recovering.”
“Oh thank God. I was getting worried I was making promises I couldn’t cash.”
I just chuckled at that, using the opportunity to curl into his side. His arm dropped around me, tugging me closer until I rested my head on his chest, liking the feel of him there more than I was prepared to admit.
“Can I ask you a question?” Jamie asked at length. I nodded, glancing up at him. “Do you ever top or do you prefer bottoming?”
I huffed out a laugh, not the question I had been expecting. “Nobody’s ever asked me that before,” I admitted cautiously. “I mean, no I have never topped. I guess it was never really given to me as an option before but I’ve never pursued it either. Nick is like, a strict top so that was always a non-conversation with him.”
I felt Jamie shift underneath me at the mention of sex with Nick and I realised that probably wasn’t a cool thing to bring up right then. Not after that mind-blowing sex we’d just shared. But then my mind was always at its best doing its usual self-sabotage, bringing to mind memories of Nick and then melding into images of Nick with Ajay. In my dreams it was always Nick on top but now I wondered if Nick ever let Ajay top him? But no, I couldn’t imagine that scenario. Ajay had definitely given off bottom vibes, a major reason I never would have tried anything with him even without Nick on the scene. We both needed guys capable of throwing us around.
“Is it something you want?” Jamie asked instead. I let out a slow breath, eyes hitching onto his as I tried to work out where this question was coming from.
“Why?”
He shrugged. “No reason. I mean, it was not something we ever discussed. I do prefer topping but I’m not against bottoming if that was something you wanted.”
“Really?” I asked, unsure what to make of that suggestion. “You would do that for me?”
“Of course,” he said in a way that was so simple it made me almost speechless.
“I guess it’s not something I’ve thought about before,” I admitted. “And that’s probably because it’s never really appealed to me but I guess I just haven’t thought about it.”
“Offer’s there if you do decide it’s something you’re interested in,” he replied. “No pressure of course.”
“Thank you,” I said, not sure what else to say. Not one guy, and I do mean literally not one guy, had ever said that to me. Was it something I wanted? Probably not. But did it make me feel all sorts of weird feelings and emotions towards Jamie because he had offered his body to me? Well, yes, it did.
But I also knew I wasn’t quite in the right head space to investigate that more closely right then so I let it slide, something to think about more deeply another day as I closed the gap and kissed him instead. I wasn’t anywhere near done with this gorgeous man in my bed just yet and I hoped he still felt the same.
CHAPTER 20
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