He got to his feet and pulled it roughly over her head, tossing it aside, his gaze roaming all over her.
“Oh, believe me, I’m not waiting a second longer,” he said, his voice thick with desire.
Marcus hadn’t prepared him for this. Whateverthiswas.
Since meeting Shannon, his emotions had been a tangled mess, all fighting for control.
Their first kiss had been fascinating, a burst of heat and eagerness, leaving him wanting more.
She’d given him a taste, a small bite of an apple he couldn’t resist, making him crave the one thing he’d never had—a connection.
He stripped off his shorts, his thick, swollen dick kicking free, already aching for her.
Jamie loomed over her, his breath heavy, his restraint fraying. He lowered his lips to hers, loving the taste of those cherry-red lips that had haunted his thoughts far too often.
Taking his time, he caressed her curves, each sweep slow, possessive, worshipping.
This wasn’t just about touch, it was about claiming her, ruining her, making her cry with every inch of him.
Her skin was like silk, irresistible to his hands. He covered her mouth with his in a deep, hungry kiss, the intensity of it taking them both under.
She responded with urgency, her teeth nipping at his lips, her nails raking over his chest, driving him wild.
Her sweet moans had him grunting, her breath hot and fast, making his pulse thrum. With a swift controlled move, he pushed her backward onto the couch and trapped her beneath him, his body crowding her.
“You’re mine, Shannon,” he growled into her ear, hisvoice dark and commanding. “And you’re going to obey me. Understand?”
Her breath turned ragged, her temperature rising as she nodded, eyes wide with anticipation.
“That’s my good girl,” he said, his lips grazing her neck. “Now, keep those legs open for me.”
She obeyed without question, her body quivering beneath his touch. Every inch of her melting under his command.
“I’m not letting you go this time,” he growled, between sucking her nipple and slapping her breast. “No matter what, I’ll protect you now.”
A visible shiver raced down her body, goosebumps rising to meet his touch. Every inch of her skin reacted to him, and it drove him wild.
“Look at me,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding.
She met his gaze, and his lips curled into a dangerous smile. “So well behaved tonight.”
Her hips moved against him, desperate for friction, the pulse in his throat matching the rhythm of her breathing.
The warmth of the fire licked at their skin, the crackling flames intensifying the heat between them.
He kissed her harder, the anger in his chest, the battle still raging inside him all fading when she put her hand on his dick and squeezed.
“I missed this…” she panted.
“Did you miss my dick stretching you wide?” heasked, his lips brushing against her ear. “Tell me. I need to hear you say it.”
With a breathless moan, she whispered, “Yes. I thought about it day and night.”
He grinned, pleased with her answer, but he wasn’t done.
“Good. Now stay still.” He pinned her wrists to the couch, his body caging hers, their gazes locked with a force that made it impossible for her to look away.
“Do you think you deserve this…after keeping secrets from me?” Jamie’s voice was a low, seductive rumble as he circled her clit, watching her come alive beneath his touch.
