“Never? Like ever?” She wanted to hide at the look of complete incredulity on his face. Great, now she felt like an even bigger freak.

“No, never.” She didn’t think she had ever been more embarrassed in her life. She knew she had really limited experience but actually discussing it was almost too much.

“Oh sweetheart, it is going to be so much fun to rock your world. I can’t wait to taste you.” She ducked her head to hide from him. Jameson reached under her chin and tilted it up so she couldn’t escape his eyes. “And I’m gonna expect you to return the favor.”

A wave of lust sucked the air from her lungs and she couldn’t do more than hiccup for breath for a few seconds.

“I’ve never, I mean, I don’t know how.” The man just laughed at her.

“As long as you don’t bite me, and hell, maybe even then, depending on if you do it nice, you can’t screw it up. Just the thought of seeing you take my cock between those sweet lips almost makes me lose it.” She burrowed into him. “I can’t wait any longer hon. Hang on.”

She barely had time to put her arms around his neck before he took off for the bedroom. She wanted to smile despite how nervous she was at the way he was so eager too. Jameson tossed her on the bed when they got there and then sat looking at her like he was going to eat her whole.

“Wait!” She squawked at him.

He kind of growled at her. She might be an idiot but that growl made the ache in her belly worse when it should have scared her silly.

“What?” She drank up the impatience in his voice.

“What is your name?”

“Are you fucking with me? You know my name.”

“No, I mean everyone calls you Jameson but you sign the checks J. Jameson so what is your first name? I know it sounds stupid but I don’t want to call you by your last name when we’re in bed.”

“Won’t matter.” He kind of dove for her but she managed to wriggle away from him.

“It matters to me.”

“My name is Jameson.”

“I know that. What is your first name?”

“Jameson.”

“Now who is messing with whom?” He backed up a little and sighed like he wished he didn’t have to do this.

“My full name is Jameson Mahoney Jameson. Can we get back to the part where I’m taking off your clothes.”

“I’m already mostly naked and you aren’t kidding? Your parents named you Jameson Jameson?”

“Yeah.”

“That shows a lack of imagination on their part, must have been fun in boot camp.”

“Sucked, big time. So do you feel better now?” Oddly she did. She got the feeling he didn’t tell a lot of people his full name and while it might be silly, knowing she was one of the few who knew, made her feel less weird about this whole situation.

“So if I start moaning Jameson while I’m—”

“Coming?”

“Yeah, that. You won’t confuse me with one of the guys calling you by your last name?”

“Sweetheart, do I strike you as a guy who is confused about his sexuality?” She shook her head no. “No, I’m not. So there is about zero chance I’m ever going to be balls deep in some dude. And frankly as long as you are moaning, screaming, panting, whatever noise you want to make when you come I couldn’t care less what you say. Now flip over.”

“But then you’ll see…”

“That great ass of yours, damn straight! God, I love the way it rounds out and I’m willing to bet each cheek fits perfectly in my hand. There is this spot where it meets the top of your thigh where the skin is so sensitive and soft. Now, I said on your stomach.”

Her brain must have turned to mush like the rest of her because the next time she blinked she was on her stomach and he was peeling her panties down over her thighs.

“Oh yeah, that is what I mean. God, so round and ripe I could just take a bite out of it.”

She whipped her head around to stare open mouthed. “You aren’t actually going to bite me!”

“Nah, maybe just lick you a little. Right here.” Never breaking eye contact, he ran his tongue along the spot where her tush met her thigh and a full body shiver made her bury her face in the quilt.

“Wait!” She nearly screamed.

“What, I didn’t bite you.”

“No, but, don’t laugh. I just need to see what you are doing.”

“Why?”

“I, I don’t know. Something about the way you look at me, like you could eat me up but knowing you wouldn’t hurt me. Forget it, this was a bad idea.” She moved to get up but his hand on her back kept her in place. She felt her bra give when he undid the hooks. Then he kissed his way up her thigh and over her hip ending at her waist.

“Now turn over. Looking at me turns you on?” Her belly got tighter and she thought she’d combust if he didn’t touch her soon. All she managed was a nod in his direction.

“Need the words, sweetheart.”

“Fine, yes, looking at you turns me on. Happy?” His smile split his face, the arrogant pain in the butt.

“Oh yeah but not as happy as you are going to be, well, at least not at first. Open up.” He actually backed away from her.

“What are you doing?”

“You’re going to have to do this part, babe. You want this, you are going to have to spread those gorgeous legs of yours.”

“You aren’t going to?” He just chuckled at her.

“Nope, I’m in charge. I want you to offer yourself up to me, sweetheart, like the beautiful fucking gift you are.” She realized she was panting and her knees seemed to be glued together. She had curled in on herself too. She was being absurd. He was already looking at her, her, well, her pussy. He probably saw dozens of them over the years. That thought spun in her head for a minute leaving damage everywhere it touched.

“Jameson, can you-

“No.”

“I was going to ask if you could hold my hand or something. This feels a little cold.”

He reached over and lifted her hand before kissing each fingertip. “I don’t want that. I’m right here, take all the time you need.” He stroked her skin, long light strokes that relaxed her then built the fire back up. Her legs dropped over the side of the bed and then as he touched her skin her legs seemed to spread on their own. She just needed to trust her body, and tell her brain to shut up.

“Oh baby.” He actually sounded choked up. “This is the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.” His hand was warm and steady on her thigh. “I figured you were a bleach blonde.” She let out a squeak but his hands held her in place. “Now don’t be like that. I like a little variety, even in one woman.”

“You are awful.” She growled at him. Of course he laughed.

“You love it.” That quieted her down. He nudged her legs wider then tugged her closer. She was about to protest when he lifted her legs over each of his shoulders. She stupidly covered her eyes. It wasn’t going to stop him from seeing everything.

“Oh babe, so juicy and salty sweet. I gotta taste.” She felt him kissing her inner thigh and then bury his face between her thighs. “Damn, you smell like heaven.” He brushed his lips back and forth and then they were just there. He licked her from bottom to top and snuck a kiss to her clitoris.

“Oh. My. God!”

He laughed at her and nipped her thigh making her flinch. Not that she could go anywhere with him pinning her to him. “Liked that? You better hang on then, because this pretty pussy is as sweet as I thought it would be.” She flushed at his words, at how he touched her, at his complete lack of self-consciousness. He explored, played, teased and drew out her pleasure until she was screaming at him.

“Please! Jameson, you evil son of a bitch! I need to come!” He sucked hard on her clit and she shattered. As she was catching her breath he pulled her up and kissed her. She tasted herself on his lips. He’d been right, salty but sweet and so carnal she started shaking all over again. Where the orgasm was earth-shattering, his arms around her, cradling her against his chest was the perfect safe place to land. She could spend the rest of her life right here, but they both agreed this was just temporary.