This was Jamie. That’s what this was. A word greater than amazing.

“Oh, my God,” I moaned, feeling so unbelievably turned on with what he was doing, how he was restraining me and making me take him.

The cool air of the living room assaulted my ass. For a moment I wished he’d let go so I could look behind me and see myself.

Jamie slapped my right cheek again and sucked my nipple hard into his mouth.

That was all it took for me to stop wishing. I wouldn’t change a damn thing about how this was playing out.

Eyes watering and limbs locking up, I arched my neck and came as a thousand fires lit underneath my skin. “I’m—”

“Ah, fuck. I’m comin’, baby,” Jamie groaned, burying his face in my breasts where he growled my name and fuck fuck fuck.

He pumped into me through our orgasms, keeping pace and brutality. He never let up.

Only after my pussy stopped clenching around him and his cock ceased throbbing did Jamie let go of my wrists and allow my arms to drop.

I slumped down and back when he stretched his legs out, collapsing on top of him, head hitting his shoulder and hand slowly coming up and pressing to his chest while the other gripped the edge of the couch.

His arms curled around me.

We lay there, both of us catching our breath and me concentrating on the feel of him still inside me.

Amazing. No …

Jamie. Better than amazing.

“I really like your cock,” I murmured seconds later, staring across his chest at his collarbone as my fingers danced on his skin. “It’s perfect. Perfect and pierced.”

Jamie’s body shook with a laugh.

“You sayin’ you like me then?” he asked, a smile in his voice.

I tipped my chin up and pressed my face to his neck. I didn’t want him seeing me.

His arms around me tensed as he breathed deep. I felt his head turn and his breath against my ear. “My cock, babe,” he pointed out, his voice low and husky sounding. “Gotta like the man it belongs to somewhat if you’re admittin’ what I give you is perfect.”

“I don’t think so,” I argued.

“Admit it, Legs.”

“Nothing to admit.”

“Babe, who you foolin’?” he questioned. “You like me, my cock, and the way I give it to you, this back and forth shit we do fuckin’ daily, which, straight up, serves as foreplay most of the time so I’m down with it, the minutes we spend together before and after I get you off, and you sayin’ you don’t like me. I think you like that the most.”

“I like your cock,” I stressed. “What you do with it, how it looks, and our foreplay, however that plays out, whether that be our back and forth shit or you doing stuff to me. But that’s all I like. I’m serious.”

His chest shook again.

I was smiling so big I had to wet my lips to keep them from splitting open.

“All right, Legs. You like my cock and anything that leads to us fuckin’. That’s where it ends for you,” Jamie said, sounding amused as his hand slid up my back and held with gentle pressure on my neck, his other hand still holding tight to my rear.

I nodded. “That’s exactly where it ends for me.”

“Right,” he murmured. “You shared. Guess I’ll share, too. Only fair,” he started, and my entire body tensed as his hand around my neck squeezed.

I didn’t try and pull back, but I knew if I did, Jamie wouldn’t let me. He was keeping me close and making sure I was going to hear every word of what he was about to say.

I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear it. I wasn’t sure I’d hate myself or not if I missed it either.

“Like your legs. Pretty sure you know that,” he began. “Your ass is fuckin’ phenomenal. I like ’em big and you got a big one, babe. Love hearin’ the way it slaps against my thighs when we’re doin’ it. Shit’s hot.”

“Hey.” My face tightened. “My ass is not big.”

“It is and it’s fuckin’ hot.”

I pinched my eyes shut, moaning, “Oh, my God.” I had a big ass? “Stare at it enough. Take you on your knees every chance I get.” I felt his shoulder lift with a shrug. “Thought it was obvious.”

“You could pick a better descriptive term for it. Big is terrible. I’d prefer … meaty. Or peach-shaped.”

“Peach-shaped?”

“Juicy. Plump.”

“Jesus,” he chuckled. “Fine. I like your meaty ass.”

My nose scrunched up and I opened my eyes. That sounded worse somehow. “Actually …”

“Shut up, Legs,” Jamie ordered, his fingers on my big ass tensing. “Got a lot to get through.”

I sighed, smiling a little again. “Fine. You like my big ass. Please proceed.”

Little chest quakes vibrated beneath me.

“Your tits. There’s no likin’ there. Been obsessed with ’em ever since you flashed me that day. Like how your hair smells and whatever that shit is you put on your skin. Smellin’ like you took sugar and rubbed it all over yourself, wantin’ me to lick it off. Pretty sure I do that every time we’re together. You got the hottest, tightest pussy I’ve ever fucked. Sweetest, too. Like how you take me and how you watch me while I’m givin’ it, lookin’ like you can’t believe this shit could feel this good, but it does. Every damn time. And it ain’t just ’cause we’re fuckin’ but ’cause it’s us fuckin’, you and me. Like how you quit thinkin’ on occasion and give me shit you don’t realize you’re givin’. I like your smile. Like when I gotta work for it and when I don’t. Like the way you look at me, even when you’re pissy and mad at me for somethin’ ’cause you’re still lookin’, babe, and havin’ your attention when you could be givin’ it to some other guy makes me feel like a fucking king. Fuck.” He exhaled heavily. “I could keep goin’, Legs. Could keep it up for hours. Fact is, I like you. I like you a whole fuckin’ lot. You wanna give me the hours to list, I’ll do that. You feel like what I just gave you is enough to go by for now, we’ll stop and get to eatin’, but either way, I need to hit Pause so I can go get cleaned up. This shit is startin’ to leak out and I’m thinkin’ a jizz stain isn’t somethin’ you’re gonna like, even though my cock is perfect and you’re feelin’ that.”