Chapter 35

I head to the bathroom, and when I’m dressed and ready to go, I stop outside Jamie’s door and give a soft knock. There’s nothing but silence on the other side. I think about just letting her sleep in, but damn it, that’s not why she’s here. She’s supposed to be working, earning her keep, and learning some life lessons along the way. I cringe at how much that sounds like one of those lousy after-school specials I had to watch as a kid.

When there’s no response after I knock again, I gently open the door and immediately wish I hadn’t. She’s kicked off the covers and is sprawled over the bed. She must sleep like a damn wild woman, and I immediately wonder if she fucks like one too. The pink panties she fell asleep in have ridden up her crack, revealing a creamy, round ass cheek that I very much want to smack and then bite and then cum all over. Her slender waist and lower back is exposed, and her tiny tank top has ridden up so high on one side that I’m getting an eyeful of underboob. My cock is instantly hard again, and I have no idea what to do.

Fate takes the decision from me when she gives a big stretch, exposing more tit and then blinks her eyes open. She gives me a slow, sexy grin before reality sets in, and then her eyes widen in surprise before she rolls onto her back.

“Hank?” she asks, still half asleep and trying to puzzle this out.

I try to tear my eyes away. I really do, but it’s impossible to look away from something so goddamn gorgeous.

“I tried to knock,” I say as if that explains everything. “It’s time to wake up.”

Her eyes run down me, widening a little when she gets to the painful erection that my pants are doing their damnedest to contain.

“Hank,” she says again in a breathy rush, and my heart skips a beat when she slowly parts her thighs.

I take in the sight of her soaked panties and the way her rowdy night of sleep has given her a slight cameltoe. Smooth pussy lips swell out from either side of her panties, and I let out a groan when she spreads her knees even wider in invitation.

“Jamie,” I manage to say, noticing how strained my voice sounds.

“What are you doing?”

“I can’t help it,” she whimpers, sliding her hands up her tight stomach and under her shirt. The way she’s cupping and playing with her tits has me completely hypnotized. Her cherry-red nipples are rock hard, and my mouth waters with the need to taste her. “I don’t understand what’s happening to me.”

“You’re horny,” I say as if that explains everything and we should just get on with our day now. “It’s probably been too long since you had sex.”

I know that’s the truth for me, way too fucking long, not since my last relationship ended eight months ago.

She lets out a cute giggle and then shocks the living fuck out of me when she says, “I’ve never had sex, so I guess you’re right about that.”

“What?” I stand there like a complete dumbass, unable to tear my eyes from her young, supple body as she massages her tits and rocks her hips, needy and eager for something she’s never had. I should run out the damn door, but even I know that’s not going to happen, not when she’s putting on such a great show.

“I’m a virgin, Hank,” she whimpers, “and I need you to make me feel better. I know you’re just the man for the job. Can’t you see what you do to me?” She pinches her nipples and lets out another whimper. “Please make me feel better. I can’t take it any longer.”

“Fuck,” I groan and walk to the bed even as the voice inside my head is screaming at me that this isn’t the greatest idea ever and that I need to keep my hands off Martin’s daughter. By the time I’m crawling on top of her, I’ve already torn off my shirt and jeans, and when my lips meet hers, everything else fades away.

She opens her mouth for me, sliding her tongue along mine as she wraps her arms and legs around me in a tight grip, sealing our bodies together. She grinds her pussy against me, and when I reach down to rip her panties off, we both let out a groan when her bare, wet pussy meets my cock. I break our kiss long enough to pull her shirt off.

“Goddamn, baby,” I breath out when her small, naked body is pressed tightly to mine.

“Please fuck me,” she begs, running her nails along my back.

It would be so easy to just slide my cock inside her, stretching that virgin pussy wide as I fuck her and claim her, but I can’t bring myself to do it. I’d never forgive myself if she regrets it later. Fuck, she hasn’t even been here a full twenty-four hours yet.

“I can’t,” I tell her, my heart breaking when she gets a hurt and confused look on her face. “I’ll never forgive myself if you regret it.”

“I won’t,” she pleads, grinding her little pussy against me even harder, slowly wearing down what little willpower I have left. I know I’m not strong enough to resist her for much longer, so I do the only thing I can do. I can’t trust my cock between her legs, so my face will have to do.

“I can still make you feel better,” I murmur, kissing a line down her neck. “Is that what you want, baby?”

“Mm-hmm,” she moans. “God, yes! Make this ache go away.”

I give her collarbone a bite and kiss my way to one of her perky tits while I cup and tease the other one. She squirms beneath me when I run my tongue over her taut nipple before giving her a suck that has her arching her back up to meet me. Her hands run through my hair, holding me tightly against her. I pinch her other nipple and give her a soft bite that has her gasping.

“Please,” she begs, whimpering and writhing beneath me.

“Please what?” I ask, kissing a line down her flat little stomach.

“Please make me cum, Hank,” she begs in a breathy rush.