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“Oh, and did you have something else in mind, Ms. O’Donnell?” I opened my mouth to speak, but Jamie tapped my chin and closed it. “Ah, no, you don’t. I know exactly what you’re going to say. You want me stripped naked so as you can have your way with me, right?” He lifted his T-shirt and flashed me his abs. “And in case that wasn’t what you were thinking, how can you refuse me now?”
I grinned as he swept me off my feet, half strode, and half ran with me into the bedroom. Dumping me unceremoniously onto the bed, he quickly grabbed the waistband of my jeans and popped the button.
“Thank God, you’re not wearing a belt. I’d sooner rip these jeans from your body than fight with a tangle of leather.” His ragged breathing told me how desperate he was, and his reaction to having me in his arms again took my breath away. My heart pounded with excitement at being with him again.
Jamie tugged frantically on my jeans, but when they weren’t coming down fast enough for him, he temporarily gave up and pushed up my sweater instead. He placed his lips on my lower belly; I noticed he paused right before I heard him breathe me in.
“Fuck, Daisy I’ve missed you so much,” he mumbled all the while peppering tiny kisses all over my abdomen. Goosebumps ignited all over my body and his large rough fingertips trailed over my skin in their wake. He drew back, stood and shook his head. “Get those fucking jeans off. What did you do, spray the fuckers on? They’re going in the trash when you remove them,” he muttered in frustration.
I chuckled and edged my way off the bed, pulled down my top and stood laughing at how one of my arse cheeks was under the waistband and the other still inside the material.
“You wore them to get a rise out of me, right?” he mumbled huskily.
“Maybe… and I see they worked,” I challenged back, nodding at how tight the front of his jeans had looked. For a moment I was glad we’d been alone because they were giving me more than a peep show, when I noted the distinct outline of his cock through the material.
I shimmied my way out of my jeans and I nodded at his groin. “Tell me you’ve never worn those in public with a stiffy, Jamie.”
He bent the lower half of his body to get a better view of his bulge. “Yeah, why?”
“Not only can I guess how big you are, I can see that you’re circumcised through that material.”
“Oh, right, I’d never noticed that before,” he replied nonchalantly, “but then again, I don’t go checking myself out every time I get a chubby.”
I was still chuckling, even with the tinge of jealousy that had torn through me at the thought of other women checking out his package all the time, when he snuck up behind me and shoved me down on my front, onto the bed. I had one leg free of the jeans as he quickly bent forward and took a sharp bite of my arse.
“Ow.” My protest got met with a sharp slap before he growled and kissed my bum cheek softly.
“Not sorry. That’s for wearing those fucking pants. They need to disappear. Of all the outfits you’ve ever worn, those have to be the ugliest jeans in the world.”
“Is that so?” I smirked, glancing over my shoulder, and saw frustration etched on his gorgeous face. He was hot at the best of times, but frustrated Jamie was one of my favorite of all his expressions. “Maria thought my arse looked great in them,” I said, a little breathless, when his fingers slid inside my thong and teased my folds.
Jamie stopped what he was doing. “And when did you dress for Maria? Has she ever seen your arse out of them?”
I chuckled. “No. Never undressed.”
“Then I rest my case. Trust me, it looks absolutely delicious from where I’m standing.”
“Well, are you going to take a picture of it or had you something else in—”
Before I could finish goading him, he flipped me over to my front and began tugging at his belt.
“Oh, is this another I’ll show you mine if you show me yours, session?” I teased, loving the playful banter between us.
“I’ve a good mind to shove this big hard cock into that sassy mouth and show you who’s boss,” he muttered, cupping his bulge through his jeans with one hand and pulling the belt clear of his belt loops with the other. Quickly he leaned over me, grabbed my wrists in each hand and pushed them over my head. He held them together with one hand and wound the soft leather belt expertly around them both, fastening the belt buckle when he had finished.
“Whoa, what are you doing?” I asked with my heart in my mouth. Every cell in my body vibrated, part in fear, part with excitement.
“I’m showing you who’s boss,” he said.
“Do I need to point out that’s not my mouth, and this belt isn’t your cock,” I replied, lifting my arms a little to remind him of his previous threat.
“Don’t worry, I’m getting to that part, but first I’m punishing you further by not allowing you the pleasure of touching my dick while I use that pretty mouth of yours.”
My heart leaped when he stood back off the bed. He’d done nothing this kinky before. “Keep your hands above your head,” he ordered as he straightened up and quickly discarded his jeans. He knelt back on the huge custom bed and crept up my body on all fours until his hands walked up the headboard and his knees rested at my shoulders.
“Open,” he commanded, nudging the tip of his dick at my lips. I grinned but kept my lips closed. Rising on to his knees, he pushed my top up and tugged roughly at my bra, exposing both breasts. I chuckled when I saw his lips quirk in amusement at my refusal. “Do I have to tweak these,” he asked, raising an eyebrow as he took both nipples between his fingers. “Both you and I know one ‘Ow’ is all I’d need to get that pretty little mouth to open.”
I shook my head, my laughing muffled by my closed mouth until instead of tweaking my nipples, he slid his hands under my armpits and tickled me. I immediately laughed loudly and wriggled beneath him with my arms above my head, trying to crush his hands between my side and my arm.
