Page 95 of Undeniably His


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She’s getting worse, Janie. You know she is. Maybe she’ll never remember you again now. Maybe she’ll –

She cut off her inner voice as fear skittered down her back. She didn’t want to think about her sorrow at losing the Mama J she knew and loved – not tonight.

The bedroom door opened, and Luke, carrying a garment bag and a leather overnight bag, slipped into the room. She had left the bedside lamp on, and she watched as he hung the garment bag in the closet next to her clothes and carried the overnight bag into the bathroom.

She stared at the ceiling again and thought of nothing but how good it would feel to touch Luke. She would give him another blowjob, she decided. She loved his reaction, and this time, she could take her time. She didn’t have to worry about someone walking in on them.

The bathroom door opened, and Luke appeared wearing sleep pants and nothing else. They hung low on his hips, and a surge of desire went through her as she stared at his v-line. God, his body was perfection. The narrow line of dark hair below his belly button made her mouth water. She had the sudden urge to pull on the drawstring of his sleep pants with her teeth. She stifled her nervous giggle as he shut off the bathroom light and crossed the room to climb into the bed beside her.

He reached for her and made a grunt of surprise when he felt her smooth skin. “Jane,” he said cautiously, “why are you naked?”

“Why are you not naked?” she asked.

Boldly, she threw back the covers and straddled his hips. She could feel his erection against her core, and she ground against him as he groaned and cupped her breasts. He kneaded them gently as she traced small circles across his chest.

“Jane,” he said, “are you sure this is what you want tonight?”

“Yes,” she said. “I need you. I need this.”

He jerked under her when she pinched one flat nipple. “I want to make you feel good.”

She leaned over him and kissed him. He immediately deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue past her lips to sweep inside her mouth until she was dizzy from her need for him.

“I want you so much, Luke,” she whispered against his mouth.

“I want you too,” he said. “Let me make this about you tonight.”

“No. I want to taste your cock again.” She smiled at him before kissing her way across his chest. She admired the defined muscles of his abdomen, scratching her nails across them until he moaned. She kissed his chest and tasted his warm skin with her tongue before sucking on his flat nipple.

“Fuck!” He muttered as his hands clenched around the sheet.

She licked at his nipple before continuing downward. She nuzzled his belly button, tracing a circle around it as she pressed her breasts against his cock through his pants. She traced his v-line with her tongue, and he made a low moan of need.

“Please, honey,” he whispered.

She pulled on the waistband of his sleep pants with her fingers before grinning at him and grabbing the drawstring with her teeth. She tugged, undoing the neat bow he’d tied, as he panted harshly and his fingers fisted into the sheets again.

She wiggled back until she was straddling his shins and curled her fingers into his waistband. “Lift your hips.”

He lifted, and she pulled his pants down. He kicked them off his feet, nearly knocking her off his legs and onto the floor in the process, and she giggled. “Careful, Mr. Dawson.”

“Please,” he said as she stared at his erect cock.

“Please, what?” she said innocently as she ran her fingers over his balls.

“Please suck my cock,” he groaned.

“Yes, sir.” She leaned over and took his cock into her mouth.

He moaned, and his fingers threaded through her hair as she sucked. He smoothed her hair back from her face and held it in a loose ponytail as he watched her suck.

“Such a good girl,” he said hoarsely. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?”

She traced her tongue along the vein that ran along the underside of his cock, and he shuddered all over. She swallowed his precum and pulled away before licking her lips. “You taste good, Mr. Dawson.”

“Oh God,” he whispered. “Keep sucking, Jane.”

She bobbed her head up and down, sucking firmly as he moaned and pleaded and thrust his hips against her mouth. God, she loved his reaction. It made her so damn hot she thought her lower body would catch on fire.

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