Page 84 of Jameson’s Salvation

Jameson rubbed the length of his cock against her drenched pussy, coating it with her orgasm and started stroking.

Kennedy’s hands went to her breasts and she pushed them together, massaging them while she flicked her nipples with her thumbs.

“Goddamn, that’s sexy as hell,” Jameson groaned. Feeling his orgasm quickly approaching, he stroked himself faster.

“You’re telling me,” she murmured. “Does that feel good?”

“Not as good as your pussy,” Jameson answered. “But I have to say jerking off while you watch is hot as fuck. I’m gonna come, baby. On you or in you?”

“On me. I wanna watch.”

Jameson groaned and a few pumps later, his thighs tightened, his balls drew up, and his come splashed on her pubic hair and lower stomach. When his orgasm finally waned and he was able to focus, he grinned at the sight.

“Are you happy with your aim?” Kennedy chuckled.

He hadn’t thought of what she’d think watching him jerk off. And certainly, he hadn’t thought about how he’d feel doing it. That was a first for him, he never would’ve allowed anyone in the past to see him vulnerable. But he couldn’t deny that it was hot having Kennedy watch, and he definitely wanted to do that again.

“Oh, yeah. Seeing my come mark your pretty skin is off-the-charts sexy. But next time, I’m aiming for your tits.”

Kennedy smiled at his perverted statement and she quickly retorted, “I’ll make sure I close my eyes then. I’ve heard come in the eyes can sting.”

“Really? And where’d you hear that? One of your good porn movies?”

“Maybe?” She giggled and the sound hit Jameson with the force of a sledgehammer.

It was safe to say that Kennedy was the only woman he’d ever bantered with about sex. The only woman who could make him come hard and laugh in equal measure.

It was insane how happy she made him.

* * *

Later that night after Jameson had cleaned up Kennedy and settled her back to his side, she was drawing lazy circles on his chest when she whispered, “I love you, Jameson.”

And just like the time before when she’d told Jameson she loved him, he waited for the panic to come. But just like the first time, it never came. Only peace.

“Love you, too, babe.”

His arm flexed and pulled her closer and he drifted off to sleep.

26

Kennedy

“If it makes you feel any better, Jonas Brown likes you a lot and he genuinely looked sorry,” Chasin told me.

I was at the Gemini Group office. McKenna had asked me if I would help her today and even though I’d planned on working on my garden I couldn’t turn her down.

So I was using the conference room and extra laptop to do basic searches on Gary Earle. McKenna was doing the deep digging, but she explained she liked to have both public record and what she could find to paint the whole picture.

“I like Jonas, too. But I don’t feel any better. Did he tell you why?”

“Nope. And when I brought up Reggie Coleman ownin’ the building, Jonas looked like he wanted to flee.”

“Told you he was sensitive.”

“And the woman, Faye Cook, who owns Willow Realty and she’s the rental agent for Reggie’s property, she visibly paled and asked me to leave the second I mentioned his name.”

“You need to listen to this.” McKenna came into the room with her laptop.