“Yeah.” I hug him back. “I’m happy to be here, too.”
CHAPTER 60
HARLOW
The apartment is pitch black when we stumble inside.
“Fuck,” Jae curses, his feet getting tangled up in mine.
Normally I leave a battery-operated light on in the corner of the kitchen if I know it’s going to be dark when I get back, but I forgot to turn it on.
“Just a second,” I say breathlessly, pulling away from him. I locate the light and tap the base. It gives enough of a glow that we can see the shape of things, but not so much to kill the mood.
“Turn around,” he commands. “And put your hands on the counter.”
With a whimper, I do as I’m told. He feels along the sides and back of my dress until he locates the zipper and slides it down gently. I can breathe easier once the dress slips off my body. Not because it was too tight, but because I was suffocating under the weight of it being something Spencer bought me.
I go to step out of my heels, but Jameson nips at my shoulder. “Leave them on.”
I shiver at the tone in his voice, the one that promises delicious torture.
He unsnaps my strapless bra and lets it fall to the ground. Dropping to his knees behind me, he loops his fingers in the side of my thong and drags it down.
“Spread your legs, baby.” He taps the inside of my left knee.
Heart racing, I do just that.
“Mm,” he hums, sliding his fingers against my slick core. “So wet for me already.”
Despite my internal panic, I can’t control the way my body always responds to him.
“Yes.”
“Keep your hands on the counter,” he commands.
I bite down on my lip. I desperately want to turn around and see him kneeling there, but I want to be good for him.
Spreading my fingers on the counter, I hold my breath and wait for what he’s going to do next.
He glides his fingers lightly up and down my inner thighs and I bite down on my lip to stifle a moan.
“Jae,” I gasp.
“Quiet.”
I fail epically on that when she spreads me wide and latches his mouth onto my pussy,
“Holy fuck,” I gasp, struggling for breath.
He slaps my ass. “I said, quiet. Now be a good girl and shut up.”
Biting down hard on my lip, I focus on my breaths so I don’t make any noise, but it’s easier said than done.
Sliding his fingers in, he curls them in the way he knows drives me insane.
I taste blood on my lip from biting so hard. I’m already so fucking close to coming. I don’t know how he manages to always play my body to the perfect tune.
My legs begin to shake, and I shatter apart with a cry I can’t silence. I feel the brush of his clothes as he rises behind me. Hepresses his long, lean body over mine and sprinkles kisses across my bare back.