Chapter 30

Hayden

This was not how I thought today was going to go, but right now I was thanking a wide range of divine beings for their grace, because I was kissing Jamie.

My heart was in my throat, my hands cramping because I wanted to grab her hard and never let her go, but I couldn't. Instead, I endured the sweet torture of placing kiss after kiss across a body I'd spent way too long fantasising about. When she reached down to touch my dick, I'd felt it lurch like a dog on a chain, forcing me to knock her hand away because this was too bloody much. The smell of her perfume and her natural scent filled my nose, but it was the feel of her that had me moving faster. I popped every button of the damn shirt she was wearing, the thin fabric hinting at the body hidden within it, ready to reveal every curve.

I wasn't disappointed.

Boys followed Jamie down the school hall with their eyes because my girl had developed early and had curves for days, and that had had me and Hunter stepping in. We made clear to every guy we had any sort of influence with that they needed to keep their damn eyes to themselves, but right now I felt some sympathy with them, because as I pushed the shirt off Jamie's shoulders, I stopped and stared.

"Why am I wishing I wore a better bra today?" she said in a strangled voice, reaching for her shirt, ready to pull it back over her body.

"Don't like this bra?" I reached behind her and undid it with a flick. "Then you really shouldn't wear it."

Her eyes narrowed as I eased it off.

"If I knew… this was going to happen, then I would've worn something pretty and lacy."

"Wouldn't have made a difference."

She didn't get it. Jamie didn't need window dressing to have my mouth watering for a taste of her, but she would. My hand covered her breast, offering it up for my lips to take. That little hiss when I licked her nipple, then a deeper, longer one that evolved into a moan as I sucked the tip in, yeah, I liked it a whole lot. So much I covered her other breast with my spare hand, tugging on her nipple with my fingers as well as my mouth as her hands sank into my hair.

"Fuck…"

I liked that little sigh, and I wanted to spend the rest of the day learning every little thing I could about her breasts and what had her squirming, but just like the tide, a need swelled inside me. It had my hands sliding down, going for her shorts, when I saw that this position wouldn't work. She smiled and dropped down from the counter, but right as I moved in, her phone rang.

"Shit—"

I pulled it from her grip and hit the red button to cancel the call, then tossed it onto the draining board of the sink, but whoever it was, they were persistent. Another call came through immediately afterwards.

"It's gotta be Mum," Jamie said, shooting me an apologetic look, but I just smiled as she went to answer it. I didn't give a damn who it was. I could do what I needed to when she was on the phone as well as off it. "Hi… Oh, hey, Brock." Her eyes found mine and I saw the fear now. She thought my brothers were possible obstacles to us finding out if there was something real between us, but I didn't. She could talk to him and I'd… "She what!"

Her yelp was partly due to whatever my brother was saying and partly this. I eased her zip down, then tugged her shorts off, not even able to wait to get her underwear off before I dove in. Kisses against her cotton covered mound, then I pulled them to one side and slid my tongue in.

Salty, sweet and entirely her, I savoured the taste before going back for more.

"Look, I really need…"

Jamie was trying to get off the phone but I pulled back and stared up at her, shaking my head slowly. Her eyes widened and she shot me a dark look. I pressed a finger to my slick lips and then moved closer, making clear what I wanted. Brock could talk to her about work or cars or the fucking weather for all I cared, but I… I wanted a chance to put that same soft-eyed, hazy look on Jamie's face by getting her to ride mine. Her teeth sunk into her bottom lip as she considered my unspoken offer and then turned back to the phone.

"You don't need to go. It'll be this big family thing… Trust me, it'll be tedious. If you think you were getting the third degree before. Ah!"

I couldn't take this slow, tease her like I wanted to. I felt like a fucking animal, diving in, pressing my face into her wet cunt in my bid to get more. To slide my tongue all along her seam to collect her taste, to tease that pretty little clit, already starting to ease out from under its hood, to work it up into her hole. In some ways it was like wiping out when surfing, the whole world reduced down to this tumble of salty wetness.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just… stubbed my toe. Yep, yep." I could hear her voice growing higher and higher as I flicked my tongue along her clit. "Sure, we could do that." Her free hand clamped down on my head when I found just the right rhythm, my hand sliding up her thigh. When she came I wanted to feel it, her cunt flexing around my fingers, like she would afterwards when I was inside her, wringing the seed from me. "Uh huh. Uh huh…"

Did my brother hear the breathy edge to her voice? Did he know why? Did he realise I was the one to make her control shatter? He'd looked so damn smug, escorting her into work the other morning, but right now he needed to know I wouldn't let go of Jamie without a fight. Not when I had this.

"I've gotta go," she said hurriedly, not bothering to finish the call. I looked up to see her stab the phone screen, then slap it down on the sink. "I'm close, Hayden."

"I know."

I made a show of licking my lips, then pulled her underwear down, tossing them to the floor before hoisting her up. With a little shriek, she was forced to grip the counter as I set her on my shoulders. There was no missing her cunt in this position, her thighs wide and about to get wider as I pushed forward. Licking, sucking, pulsing my fingers inside her, then curling them upwards until I felt that swollen spot inside her, a little cry confirming it. My girl was coming apart. I'd see her through this and everything else, but first I needed her to come.

Her thighs went rigid, her knees clamping down around my ears as I felt it. A little gush, then a rapid flutter, her cunt sucking my fingers deeper. I pushed through every wave, trying to prolong them with long sucks of her clit until finally her shuddering breaths, her twisting body, told me she was done.

I wasn't.

Gentle, featherlight licks, as if to soothe the poor inflamed nub of her clit, I lavished them upon her as she caught her breath, then until it began to speed up again.

"Hayden…" That's what I needed to hear, her voice all soft and full of longing, calling my name, so I looked up. "I need?—"

"I know what you need."

I picked her up and carried her down the hall and into her bedroom, kicking the door shut behind me before laying her down on the bed. She wasn't content to just stay there, though, rolling up to undo my shorts before easing them down. I hadn't bothered to put underwear on this morning, so my cock bounced free.

Her eyes widened, always a gratifying response, right as she drew closer

"That… So the rumours going around school were true."

"What rumours?" I looked down at my dick and then back at her. "What…?"

I didn't give a goddamn about what anyone said, not when she was touching me. It felt like the persistent ache in my balls transmuted into a vicious kind of pleasure. Just gently at first, her fingers tracing down my length before circling the root.

"Fuck…" I hissed when she stroked me much more firmly, my hips snapping in time with her hand, then again as she leaned in. That first wet kiss on the head of my cock was fucking everything I'd ever wanted, needed, desired, my entire body locking down to stop myself from thrusting forward. The need to bury myself in her throat was pressing me hard, but I held back. Far better to watch her eyes roll up and stare into mine as she swallowed more and more of me. The flicker of her tongue, the suck of her mouth, this moment felt like it'd been coming for more than ten years.

And I'd be coming right now if I didn't stop things.

I pulled her off me and moved her further up the bed, following her down.

"You want this?" I asked, not letting her answer yet. "You want me to show you how good it'll be between us?"

"Pretty sure I'd scream the house down if you didn't," she replied, her hands tracing the lines of my face.

"Let's see if we can do just that now. Condom?"

"Nope, I want it raw." Fuck, that was so damn hot. "You're so damn thick I'm going to seriously feel it when it goes in."

"You can take?—"

"Make it hurt, just a little."

I stared into her eyes, trying to work out what she meant, but that was apparently taking too long. She moved forward, straddling my lap and then bore down hard.

"Fuck!"

I was going to take things slower, ease her into things, but my girl had other ideas. Her body fought me, and it was only the fact she was already so slick that made this possible at all. But there was something vicious and terrible and beautiful about this, all at once.

"You want it hard?" I asked, sliding my hand down to her pelvis. "You want to feel me here after I'm done." A sharp little nod at that. I tilted us forward and laid her down on the bed before hooking her leg up over my shoulder. She was so fucking open for me, I'd have to be careful, right when she was begging me not to. "I can do that for you, Jamie." I pushed forward, a slow punch of a thrust that had her gasping. "Tell me if it gets too much."

But she wouldn't, somehow I knew that, though perhaps it was this. There was no way I was the only one feeling this, how right this was.