Devouring him was like the best meal she’d ever tasted. The salty release of pre-cum was exquisite, and she wondered why giving head had never been this exhilarating before.
“I’m gonna blow,” he snarled, jerking her back so her lips slid off the tip.
His other hand took over, pumping himself up and down, his breath ragged as he neared a release.
“Did you want me to join in with those other girls last night?” she asked. “Did you want a third mouth on you?”
His breath hitched, his strokes becoming more punishing as he fought to hold back. “I wantedyourmouth on my dick. I just wanted you, Shannon.”
A low growl rumbled from deep in his chest as he pulled her head back, his release building. She sensed the moment he couldn’t hold back any longer. And just as the tension peaked, warm cum spurted over her cheek.
“Fuck,” he panted.
Shannon’s mind raced, trying to process everything, trying to figure out how this ended.
Her stomach dropped as she stared up at him, captivated and torn.
21
Shannon
“Holy fuck, love, you’ll be the death of me.” His voice was thick with satisfaction as he grabbed a tissue and wiped the cum off her face.
Once he’d cleaned it away, he pulled her into his arms, holding her against the powerful thrum of his heart.
Shannon froze, unsure how to navigate the surge of emotion coursing through her.
She drew in a deep breath, accepting Jamie as the best thing ever. The best of the best. A-plus in everything hot, filthy, and satisfying.
He offered a glimpse of life with him, and it terrified her because she wanted to experience it all.
Over the sound of her racing heart, crows cawed on the roof and the clip-clop of hooves soon followed the distant rumble of a lorry engine in the yard.
They were a reminder of her real life outside. Jamie claimed what he’d expected from last night and she’dpaid her debt. Now, her day-to-day life would have to continue like he had never existed.
So she drew an invisible line and accepted that whatever just happened would never happen again.
With a soft sigh, she pulled away, accepting the casual nature of it all.
“I’ve got stuff to do now.” Her silly heart pinched at the sudden distance, the intimacy slipping away as she backed up. “You’ll have to leave now.”
“Yeah, I’ve got to go, anyway.” His tone sounded distant, like he was already moving on.
From the corner of her eye, she watched how his features stayed relaxed, and he seemed comfortable as he moved through the small space.
The battle between her foolish heart and her stubborn mind began, with revolvers aimed at both sides.
“I’m going away on business for a few days,” he said, his tone casual. “Maybe we could grab dinner Friday night when I get back?”
Her brows snapped together. “Like a date?”
“Uh, yeah. Like a date,” he drawled, as if he was considering the best way to phrase a second round. “We can eat more food together.”
He scrunched up the tissue, then reached out and thumbed her jaw in a quick flirty gesture. “Say yes, love. It’s that easy.”
Shannon sighed, the air leaving her nostrils in a light puff. “Do you remember what I said when we first met? I don’t have time for anything right now, especially dinnerdates.”
He narrowed his eyes.
