Page 27 of With His Ring

His lips quirked in a quick smile, but he didn’t stop his fingers from becoming more and more bold, torturing the pink buds.

“Jamie…” I was louder this time, pushing my hips back against the ridge of his cock where it was pinned beneath me. “Please, don’t play with me.”

Bright-blue eyes drilled into mine. “Don’t play with you?” His chuckle was low and dark. “Darling, I have been picturing this moment every second since I saw you in my tub. What about me made you think I would give in to your pleas so easily?”

I pouted. “You said…”

“I said I would never hurt you. But I didn’t say anything about savoring you. Or even tasting you until you beg me to stop. Or driving you to insanity while you beg on my cock.” His lips ghosted across my forehead before he relaxed back against his seat, arrogant power stamped across his features. “Because I plan on doing all of those things to you. Repeatedly.”

Holy crap. My thighs actually shook as I clenched over him. I felt empty there, right where I ached the most.

Jamie’s hands on my hips suddenly grew tighter. “I can see you like that. But I need to hear it, little one. Tell me so I can have you.”

I shuddered, my body bowing into his control, my mind a torrent of colors as I clenched my eyes shut. “I want you, Jamie. Please, take me.”

“Good girl,” he murmured softly. His voice dropped, an edge of something like pain tainting the tone. “Most days I would drown myself in your sweet taste first. But what’s between us, it can’t wait anymore. I can feel how wet you are. How your body shakes for me. It’s going to be pure torture, letting you ride me like this.”

A tremor raced through me, making my pussy clench.

His laugh was dark. “I can’t wait any longer. Come here and ride me, little one.”

My hips rose, and I could feel his fingers slipping between us to angle his cock up to settle the head at the entrance to my body. The thick head was only just inside my lips when he shifted slightly on the chair, the hand between us moving to resume its earlier nipple play.

“Jamie?” I wanted to move—no, it was more than that. Ineededto move, to take him all, but for a long moment, I could feel the nerves there. I couldn’t let him back out this time. There was no going back, not with Jamie. Not for us. I understood that now.

A sweat broke out across my skin, my chest heaving as he stilled below me. When he finally spoke, his words were jolting, tight, as if he could barely form the syllables.

“Use me, Margot. Take what you need.”

The words cracked through my mind. Every fear and doubt were gone, these words setting me free. I rolled my hips against him, sinking my weight back into heels and letting that thick, heavy shaft slip farther into my core. Inch by inch, I worked with him. The only sounds in the room were my panted breaths and a soft, moaning noise that kept slipping from Jamie’s mouth.

I wasn’t sure I would be able to take all of him—after all, the equipment fit the size of the man—but I was ready and more than willing to try. When I finally reached the base of him, our skin suddenly pressed together. Flesh to flesh.

“Fuck,” Jamie growled.

I weaved my fingers into the weight of his hair and blindly leaned in, my mouth searching for his. Our mouths clashed together in a flash of heat and need, and suddenly I couldn't stop moving. I was arching, rolling, pushing my hips forward and back, up and down, the feeling of that thick cock sending me spiraling. “Jamie, you feel….” I couldn’t think of a word.

Incredible. Amazing. Sweeter than crème brûlée and hotter than the Chicago sun. And I needed it all and more.

“Easy, little one. You’re going to make me explode, moving like that.”

I only slowed for a moment, dodging his kiss to give him a small, sassy smile. “What if that’s what I want?”

Jamie groaned again, his hips bucking up against me then. “That’s what you want? To feel my come inside this sweet body?”

I sighed, my hips jerking as I grew more frantic, the sharp edge of my orgasm growing nearer with every moment.

“You like that idea, don’t you, beautiful? The idea of me coming inside you, filling you up.”

I bounced hard on him, my pussy tingling. “I-I do.”

HIs hands smoothed around and up my spine, forcing me even closer to him. “What is it that you like best? Perhaps it’s the idea of nothing between us?”

“Yes,” I whimpered back, trying to move, but his arms held me tightly in place, leaving me only able to rock in tiny little movements over his cock.

“Or is it something more?” Jamie’s breath was hot against my skin.

Fear and just a hint of shame colored my cheekbones.

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