Page 51 of Rush

My world is right side up again suddenly and I sway in his hold. Jameson’s fingers grip my chin, and he angles my face up to his. “You can be pissed at me all you want. I’ll apologize again and again for not telling you about the racing. But I draw the line at being okay with the stunt you and Isla pulled. You have a question or a concern, next time you come to me, Sammy. You ladies are lucky Romeo was the one to intercept you.”

I’m breathing hard and more tears well in my eyes. “If it's that dangerous, why are you keeping company with him?” I sob, and my hands clutch his shirt.

“Sam, you’re killing me. Are all these waterworks just because you’re worried about me?”

“Why else would I fly to Chicago to see for myself!” I cry louder and he laughs. “Stop laughing.”

“Oh baby.” He leans forward and kisses me deep. This time his lips are gentle and firm against mine, his tongue exploring with an urgency that makes my body ignite. I pour everything I have into this kiss, losing myself once again in Jameson Kane. He holds nothing back either, his tongue curling around mine at the same time he palms the back of my head with one hand and my ass with the other, squeezing and pulling me closer to him.

My hands grab his shoulders, holding on, while my legs wrap around his waist, tangling our bodies together. He grunts at the force of my body attaching to him but gets on board really quick. His hands grip the backs of my thighs and he carries me over to the bed. My back hits the mattress, and his lips are back on mine. Without coming up for air, his hands grab at the waistband of my leggings and pulls them down to the floor. My panties follow. I twist my torso, grabbing the hem of my long sleeve t-shirt and yanking it over my head.

“Let me do it. I need to be the one to undress you right now,” he demands, his hands gliding under my sports bra and lifting it off over my head. “So fucking beautiful. And all mine.”

“Yes,” I tell him, my skin tingling everywhere his eyes are touching me. My heart thunders in my chest as I arch into him, my bare breasts rubbing against his shirt. His hands leave me again, only to take off his own t-shirt next. Needing more of him, I use my legs to help push his pants down over his hips.

His body comes down on mine again and we’re skin to skin. His body is on fire and my hands roam everywhere over the taut, muscular skin. Jameson kisses turn slow, his lips brushing mine. “I love you, Sam.”

My fingers brush through his hair and our eyes lock. “I love you too.”

“I don’t want you to be worried about me. When I race, I’m untouchable. I can also stop whenever I want to. Get it out of your head that this is like the movies and they own me. I’ve done good and I’ve earned respect on the track. My reputation is solid. No one is looking at me for trouble; Romeo runs a smooth operation.”

I swallow the emotion clogging my throat, my body hugging his tighter from underneath him. “I only want you to be safe because I love you. And Dylan loves you.”

His forehead drops to my chest and he places a kiss above my heart. “I’m the luckiest man alive to own that part of you. I love you so much, Pretty Girl. I’ll never leave either of you. You’re mine.”

“Prove it,” I challenge him, loving the spark in his eyes and rotating my hips until he can feel how hot and wet I am for him.

“Oh Sammy, I love a good challenge.” Jameson groans, his hand moving between our bodies, squeezing my breast, before pulling my nipple between his lips and biting gently. My body bucks up into him and we both moan from the contact.

He continues trailing kisses down my body, licking as he goes and spreading my legs apart. “So beautiful,” he murmurs seconds before his lips brush over my clit. My back bows off the bed and my hand immediately dives into his hair. His tongue glides up and down, teasing me until finally slipping through my folds.

“Oh Kane, that feels so good.” I moan loudly, my thighs tightening around him. His hands grasp my thighs and pull them over his shoulders for better access, his mouth lapping, sucking and licking until I’m writhing against his face. With my free hand, my fingers dig into the bed, clawing at the sheets with desperation. My body is strung tight, my orgasm like a storm brewing and ready to crest.

“Let go, Sam. I need you to get there.” He groans, his tongue delving deeper, swirling inside until I’m breathless.

“Please,” I plead, grinding against him now, so close.

He licks up to my clit, flicking it with his tongue over and over. Only when he sucks it into his mouth, do I let go, coming hard. Jameson holds me down, continuing to lick and taste me through it. My vision blurs and my heart is ready to leap out of my chest.

Jameson brings his body back over mine, kissing across my hips, my stomach and my breasts before rolling me onto my front. I gasp when his hands dig into my waist, pulling me up onto my knees.

“Jameson.”

He positions himself at my entrance, slowly sliding inside, my body adjusting to take him. “You feel perfect, Sam. So tight.”

His hips move, slowly at first, the friction building with each stroke. Our skin slaps together and I arch my back taking him deeper.

“Oh fuck.” He groans, his thrusts pick up speed, pumping harder. One of his hands anchors my waist while the other runs over my back, leaving heated fire in its wake. I feel when he slips his hand around my front, his fingers gliding over my clit. “Sam,” he grates out. “Give me another one. I need to feel you come with me.”

“Harder.” I moan, my head falling to the bed, pushing my hips back into him, meeting him as he slams into me. My core constricts with every movement. There's a slight flare of pain, but it builds like fire and I know I’m getting close again.

His fingers roll and pinch my clit and the extra stimulation has my orgasm coming fast. My thighs tighten and my inner muscles clamp down.

“Jameson!” I scream his name as my orgasm rocks my body for a second time.

“Shit, Pretty Girl you’re sucking me deeper.” He growls, his body bending over mine, his cock growing and pulsing with each stroke until he slams into me one more time, stilling and pouring his release into me.

Jameson falls onto his side, taking me with him. Our hearts beat wildly against each other while my body trembles. His mouth glides up my neck. “You’re amazing, Sam. What you just gave me…I fucking love you.”