Page 141 of The Legend
“Tie meup.” I repeated feeling something similar to a shy child.
A smiletugged at his lips. “You wanna get dirty honey?”
That gaveme that courage I needed and I grinned too. “Yeah,”
So he tiedme up with ratchet tie downs he used at the shop. It was perfect in my mindbecause car parts were our thing.
Movingbetween my legs, he slowly entered me again, groaning when he was in all theway, his mouth hot against my skin as he panted.
Then Ithought about all the possibilities of what that sprint car shop held for us.We hadn’t done it in the new shop and the thought had me getting into it.
“Hit me!”I was in the moment and said what came to mind.
He stoppedand propped himself up on his elbows and looked down at me. Said nothing butlooked at me like I had just asked him if I could shove something up his ass.
Apparentlyour version of dirty was different.
“What?”his eyes squinted and he swallowed. “What’s gotten into you?”
“You neverhad a problem with it before. We’ve been rough before?”
It wasn’tlong and he grabbed a handful of my ass and then swatted it once.
I gotbraver.
“I...mean my face.” I had no idea what had comeover me and hated Alley and Rosa for turning me into a whore.
He pulledaway again searching my face. “Seriously, what’s with you?”
“I justwant to try something a little different.” I grabbed his hand and placed it onmy cheek. “Just give me a little slap.”
“Sway, Idon’t like this.” His pained expression told me he had some reservations thatwent deeper than his words. His hand seemed to tremble slightly as if he wasscared but he didn’t move it. But he also didn’t hit me. “I’m not comfortablehitting you.”
“I’m notasking you to punch me.”
“You mightas well be.” He mumbled dropping his head to my shoulder, removing his handfrom my cheek as his movements stopped. He wasn’t going to hit me and I knewthat.
Jamesonwas completely uncomfortable and then that made me feel like I was weird forwanting to try something different.
I sighedand he seemed to know that I was getting frustrated with our lack of connection.
“Get onyour knees.” He demanded.
Hot damn.
His handsgrasped my ass right as his hips met mine with forceful movements. Through myglimpse over my shoulder, I could see his head bent forward, his eyes closed,mouth slightly parted as he panted. The straining muscles visible in hisstomach flexed with each forward thrust. Watching him in the midst of enjoyinghimself was hot.
And thenmy rev limited hit red line.
You knowthe times when you’re having sex and it’s all hot and aggressive, much likenow, but the climax is just not the same? It was good but notmindblowing like I’d hoped for. Something was missing.
Jamesonsped his movements, his hands on my ass squeezed tighter and I looked over my shoulderat him. And he came. And though it was mesmerizing, something was missing.
It wasn’tlong and he fell asleep. Nothing was really said because like I said, there wassomething missing.
Alleyshowed up the next morning when Jameson left for the shop to meet Noah.
“Well?”Alley asked with excitement handing me coffee she brought with her.
