My name was not Jamie Lovette.

Well, not for tonight at least. Jamie Lovette was a girl who had her guard up when it came to dealing with the pain of losing her mom or the fear of what she felt for Ollie.

Tonight I was simply Guinevere. The same woman who spent one night in a hotel room with Ollie over a year ago. Guinevere was the woman who opened herself up to the possibilities and the passion she felt for Ollie. She also apparently had her inhibitions lowered all the way down to the damn ground tonight.

Since the second I walked into the warehouse and saw the romantic setting and the way Ollie was dressed and the way he was looking at me, I didn't feel like Jamie. And that was all right because I wasn't going to fight it tonight. Especially not when I finally saw him lose control with an burning, dying need to have me.

This animal side of Ollie sure made a girl feel flattered. Now it was my turn to show him that he wasn't the only one who felt a little out of control with the craving of another human being.

"Come with me," I breathed against his lips as I took his hand. Even though he was still fully clothed and I was very much naked, I led him out of the dining room and to his bedroom.

I navigated him so he was standing in front of his bed. My eyes never left his as I slid my hands slowly up his chest to start undoing the buttons of his shirt, one by one.

The way his breath was coming short and fast, and the constant fisting and unfisting of his hands by his side told me he was still having a hard time trying to maintain control.

And didn't that just turn me on even more.

My eyes briefly dropped to his lips when I pushed his shirt off his shoulders and onto the floor. Deciding to give him a little tease, I leaned in and licked at his lips without fully kissing him. His groan had me smiling while my hands went to the waistband of his pants. Those were the next thing to go.

"Looks like I'm not the only one who went commando tonight," I breathed against his lips. "Get on the bed."

He stayed where he was for a moment and just held my gaze. His eyes were filled with fire and want. For me. Then he did it. He climbed on the bed and stretched out on his back.

Just the sight of him laying there like that—hands behind his head, his broad chest and six pack abs tempting me—had me on the verge of another orgasm. I licked my lips before climbing on the bed and dropping my mouth to just below his thigh.

I left a trail of slow kisses as I started moving up his body, my destination clear. As if he knew that I wanted to be the one in control right now, his hands surprisingly stayed where they were. I had a feeling that if he did lose control he would have already grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me up his body so he could be inside me.

Speaking of...My eyes flicked to his at the same time I wrapped my hand around his hard dick. He hissed at the contact, clenching his teeth and swearing under his breath.

I stroked him slowly at first, wanting to drag it out a little bit because it made me feel empowered and sexy. That only lasted about a minute or two. Then it was me who couldn't keep control any longer.

I wrapped my mouth around the blunt head of his cock and licked the pre-cum that was there. When I took him all the way to the back of my throat, Ollie arched off the bed with a deep groan that sent heat straight to my sex.

God, he tasted good. I never really enjoyed doing this with past boyfriends. But with Ollie this was different. Everything was different. Seeing how much pleasure I gave him gave me pleasure in return.

Just as I started to get really into it, he jerked his hips backwards, pulling out of my mouth before reaching for my shoulders and pulling me up his body to give me a hot, scorching kiss.

I had no idea who this woman was. Yeah it looked like Jamie Lovette, but she sure wasn't acting like Jamie. I mean, it wasn't like she tried to hide that she was attracted to me or the fact that we had a great sexual chemistry the previous times we were intimate, but tonight she seemed to have completely let her guard down.

She wanted me as much as I wanted her. When she started sucking my cock, I nearly lost it right there. It took every ounce of control I had not to come in her hot, wet mouth.

Then I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled my hips back in a swift move to get her to stop while reaching down to pull her up my body. She straddled me instantly as I captured her mouth in a deep kiss.

"Why'd you make me stop?" She asked in a throaty voice.

My hands tightened on her waist. "Because," I lifted her up and brought her back down on my throbbing cock, making us both moan at the sensation. "I want to be inside you when I come," I explained, my own voice rough with passion for this woman.

Jamie started to move on top of me, lifting her hips and coming back down on my dick, taking me deeper each time. I sat up on the bed, cupping her face as I kissed her like it was the last time I would ever have the chance.

"You feel so good," she moaned into my mouth.

"So do you." I buried my face in her neck and sucked at her skin. "Christ. Nothing on this Earth feels better than you do."

She wrapped her arms around my neck tightly. Then there was the delicious pain of her digging her nails into my shoulders. She was getting close to orgasm. I was dying to feel her come on my cock.

"Oh God...Atticus."

Hearing my first name on her lips was almost my undoing. It wasn't news to me that she knew it, but it was the first time I heard it come out of her mouth.

I carefully flipped us over so she was underneath me. Lifting her right leg, I didn't hold back as I fucked her deep and hard. Each thrust more powerful than the one before it.

Her legs tightened around my waist, and I knew it was about to happen. Putting my mouth to her ear I said raggedly, "Come for me, Guinevere."

Jamie screamed as she came-and when I felt her pussy grip my cock tight, it caused my own orgasm to pour into her. It felt like it was never ending. My face was buried in the hollow of her neck while my whole body shook as I filled her up.

"Christ," I breathed before falling next to her on the bed. "That was..."

Without any incentive from me, Jamie rolled over and draped herself across my chest. She had one arm over my stomach and her right leg over my thighs.

"Amazing," she replied, her voice content and sated.

Instinctively, my fingers found her hair and I started running them through the red curls. "I've never felt anything like that before."

Clearly still basking in the effects of her release, Jamie looked up at me with a smile so sincere and loving my heart constricted in my chest.

"I've never felt anything like that either," she said softly before giving me a tender kiss. It was almost like a 'thank you'.

To my amazement, she put her head back down, snuggling against me as she pulled me closer. I continued to lay there, staring at the ceiling for I don't know how long, just listening to her breathe. I could feel the steady rise and fall of her chest against my skin.

She was asleep. I was terrified to move in case she accidentally woke up. I wanted to keep her here against me and enjoy this for as long as I possibly could.

Tonight was a first for both of us. Something changed between us. Not only was I scared of her reaction tomorrow, but there was a feeling deep in my gut that told me my time with Jamie was running out.

Fear came over me like an arctic wave. I knew I promised her there weren't any labels with us and I would only give her what she wanted and not ask for more, but how could we go back to that after this? What if I lost her?

When I tightened my arm around her, she murmured my name in her sleep. Tilting my head down, I placed a light kiss to her hair.

"I love you, Jamie Lovette," I murmured, knowing she couldn't hear me. "I can't lose you."

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