Page 48 of Bama's Babe


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“Come here,” I say, pulling her closer until our faces are inches apart.

Her breath is warm against my lips, and suddenly, all the tension melts away.

There’s only her, only us. What we said earlier doesn’t matter, and the only thing that does is proving how much I care.

I press my lips to hers, gently at first, then harder.

She responds instantly, her hands tangling in my hair, pulling me closer.

The world around us blurs, leaving nothing but the heat between us.

“God, I missed you,” she breathes against my lips, her voice trembling.

“I missed you too,” I murmur, trailing kisses down her neck, feeling her pulse quicken under my touch.

Her hands roam over my chest, fingers tracing the lines of my tattoo.

I shiver under her touch, my own hands slipping under her shirt, exploring the smooth skin underneath.

“Jordyn,” I groan, my voice thick with desire. “God, you have no idea how much I always need you.”

“Then take me, Bama. I’m yours.” she whispers, her eyes locking onto mine, filled with a fiery need.

We begin peeling each other’s clothes off, tossing them randomly as we unite our bodies.

Her fingers trace my tattoos, nails scraping lightly against my chest.

A low growl escapes from deep within me, the warmth of her touch sending a shockwave through my system.

Each stroke of her fingers is a reminder of the connection between us. Something that runs deeper than blood and leather.

“Jordyn,” I groan, running my hands up the small of her back.

She arches against me, her skin warm and inviting, intoxicating.

I lower my head, capturing her lips with mine again. The taste of her tongue is like a shot of whiskey—potent and burns just right.

She pulls me closer, wrapping her legs around my waist as we tumble down onto the grass by the water’s edge. I hit the ground first, cushioning her fall.

We’re bare under the open sky, bodies slick with sweat and desire.

There's an urgency to our movements, a desperation born out of words unsaid.

I revel in every gasp she makes, loving the way I can make her come undone in a moment’s notice.

Her body clings to mine like a second skin, our bodies fitting perfectly together.

My fingers trace the outline of the skull and roses on her back, feeling the fine lines of ink under my touch.

“Bama,” she whispers, her voice shaky as I push into her over and over again. She wraps her legs tighter around me, a gasp escaping her lips. “God, Bama!”

I can barely hear her over the pounding in my ears—it’s a symphony of desire, of want, and I’m drowning in it.

“Babe,” I groan out, pressing my forehead against hers. Her eyes flutter open to look into mine and for a moment, everything else just fades away. It’s just me and Jordyn by the water, lost in each other.

There’s a fire in her eyes that matches the one raging within me.

She rakes her nails down my back, pulling me closer and closer until there's no space left between us.

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