Page 20 of The Charmer
“Dance with me?” I draw Jayde toward the dance floor where most my friends are gathered.
She nods, stopping for one second, her expression curious.
“What?” I ask.
“What do I call you? I mean, what are we?”
I smile and spin her before whisking her into a dance. “I already told you. You’re my everything, Jayde.”
Her eyes hold mine until a bubble of laughter falls from her mouth. “So…like boyfriend, girlfriend?”
I chuckle. “That works too, baby.”
She smiles, her face lighting up. “Okay. Reese?”
“Yes, Jayde?”
She takes my hand and spins, moving backwards until her ass is nestled against me, cradled in between my hips. I nearly moan because I’m still freaking hard from the damn bathroom.
She looks at me over her shoulder and smirks. “I’m ready to dance.”
As if on cue, a sick beat drops, and my girl begins to move. “Shit,” I mutter, aware of Jayde’s laughter.
My friends gather around us, and we dance, we party, we celebrate Mick and Emily. But really, Jayde and I celebrate the beginning of us. And damn do we do it in style.
“Say it again,”I demand, as I nibble the inside of her thigh.
Jayde’s hands are planted in my hair, gripping as she tries to move me toward the center, toward the spot in desperate need of attention. “Reese,” she pleads.
I inch closer, kissing and licking along the way. “Say it, Jayde.”
She snorts, silently laughing as her chest quivers. From my view, I’m happy to look up and watch, to see her breasts bounce. But I want the debate from the wedding settled and I need Jaydeto declare me the victor. “You’re a better dancer than Mick,” she promises.
I lick her clit hard and she squeals, arching off the bed.
Grabbing her thighs, I hold her legs open as I bury my face in between her thighs. We’ve been playing at this all night, since the bathroom, and are both wound too tight and in desperate need of release.
Toss in some alcohol, some jokes, and some serious declarations, and I’m praying to all that is holy that I can hold on long enough to make this good for Jayde.
She tugs on my hair. “Oh God, Reese. I’m gonna—” She breaks off as her orgasm rocks through her.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed, and I keep my tongue pressed against her, helping her ride it out. As soon as she tugs my hair again, I spring into action, rolling on a condom and positioning myself at her opening. “I’m not gonna last long,” I warn her, already feeling like I’m coming apart at the seams.
But her eyes are serious, brown and swirling with thoughts. “I’m falling for you too,” she admits.
Fuck! I push inside her, feeling like I’m on top of the world. She clamps around me and groans as I slowly pull back before pushing in hard. “Say it again, baby.”
A small smile plays over her lips as her eyes close.
I hitch Jayde’s leg over my hip and begin to rock into her, setting a torturously slow pace until she complies. “Jayde.”
She opens her eyes. Her gaze holds mine. “I’m falling for you, Reese.”
“Damn,” I whisper, gathering her to my chest as I move faster.
Our joining is half animalistic need and half heartfelt emotions. It’s intense and passionate and…well, it’s everything.
We come together, crying out each other’s names, our bodies arching. As we float back down, I hold Jayde tightly and she curls into me.
