I cried softly.
So good. It felt so damn good. It was a baby orgasm, but the pleasure shook me to my core.
“That’s fine, baby. I’ll make you come more. As many times as you possibly can.”
Say what?
Jamie pulled out his cock. He turned me around and penetrated me from behind. The way he moved me was flawless, like he was the master of this dance. A heartbeat later, I found myself drifting over the edge of another orgasm. My pussy contracted as he pulled and thrust over and over. And over. I bit my lip, not trusting myself not to scream.
My heart hammered in my throat. The air around me thinned.
I couldn’t breathe.
I was so close, and I was going crazy.
Jamie quickened his thrust. Voracious thrusts. Primal. Rough. Incessant.
I exploded in an instant. The intense pleasure threw me into oblivion. My pussy milked his cock in waves of galvanic spasm.
It was beyond orgasm.
It was rapture.
Jamie groaned as he ejaculated. He held me hard against him, and I could feel his erratic heartbeat as his cock spasmed.
I pressed my face against the tiles of the bathroom wall. Jamie crowded me and spooned his face in the crook of my neck. He whispered something, something about love.
I regretted it as soon as he said it.
God, what the hell had I just done?
Chapter Four
Jamie spent the night in my bed. Morning came and I felt a twinge of regret. Okay, a lot of regret. When all my senses returned, I tried to have a word with him.
“Jamie,” I began.
He took one look at me and said, “Hell no!”
“I haven’t said anything.”
“I know what you’re going to say. You have buyer remorse.”
“I think we’ve better—”
Jamie silenced me with a hard kiss. “I’ve got to go early on the site. Love ya.”
“Jamie!”
He only waved and hurried out from my room.
“Oh, that’s really mature, Jamie.” He didn’t want to have this conversation because he didn’t want to break up with me. Or I think that was why he was avoiding me. As if the sex last night had automatically made me his girlfriend. Did it? I should have seen this before, but this was very confusing. How long was he planning to avoid me so we couldn’t discuss what had happened between us?
I couldn’t face Nate and Luke with a straight face when I served them breakfast. I was so flushed, Luke thought I had a fever.
He pressed his hand on my forehead, feeling me. “You’re kind of warm.”
“I’m not. I’m fine.”
“Doesn’t look like it.”
I cast him an annoyed look. “I’m fine.”
Luke looked bewildered. “If you say so.”
“I’m sorry. I have a lot of things on my mind.”
“Wanna talk about it?”
Talk about it? How? Yeah, you see, Luke, I fucked Jamie last night and I’m having buyer remorse, just like he said. Can you see, I feel guilty as hell?
I shook my head. “Thanks. It’s nothing.”
Luke pinched my cheek. “If you need somebody to talk, I’m here for you. You know that, right?” He then kissed me straight on the lips and left for work.
I was thunderstruck in his wake.
What the hell was that? Seriously, what the hell was that?
That wasn’t a friendly kiss. That was a sex kiss.
Yes, it was!
Out of nowhere, the image of him riding me, doing everything that Jamie and I did last night, popped in my mind.
No, no, no. I pulled my hair and shook my head furiously.
I couldn’t entertain that kind of thought.
Then, the image of Nate and I doing the nasty flashed in my mind.
I’m crazy…
Yep, I’m going crazy. Jamie has made me addicted to sex. He gave me a little cookie, and now I want the entire jar.
I excused myself and went to my room to take a long, cold shower.
As I dried and combed my hair, I could see clearly that I was in big trouble.
I was my own worst enemy.
Jamie avoided me for the next two days. I cornered him last night to have that “talk,” but he refused to discuss it. He said he’d wait until I’d calmed down. He said I was confused about my feelings. He told me he loved me and was crazy for me and that he didn’t want to end this physical relationship just yet.