Page 117 of Their Naughty Student (Office Intrigue Duet 6)
“I’m not.”
She looked sad, the anger diminishing. “But you are. Tell me this, Edge. If I wasn’t a virgin, would we be three weeks into this without having sex?”
No, we wouldn’t. I knew that, but I couldn’t say it aloud.
“That’s what I thought.” She reached for her dress again.
“Why do you want me?” I blurted, hating myself for speaking my mind.
She dropped the dress again, turned to face me. I moved toward her.
“Why wouldn’t I want you?” she asked sadly. “You’re handsome, smart, funny, and sexy as hell. You’re rock-steady. Two jobs, friends who can depend on you.”
“I’m twelve years older than you are.”
Jamie rolled her eyes, turned to her dress again. “I just can’t win with you. If it’s not the fact I don’t have a certificate of submission or my virginity, it’s my age.”
I wasn’t sure why, but I reached for her then, pulling her against me, wrapping my arms around her. I pressed my lips to the top of her head and held on tight. Emotion slammed into me, hard, brutal in its intensity. The thought of this woman walking out, of never seeing her again…
I couldn’t even think it.
When Jamie finally put her arms around me, I felt tears sting my eyes, but I fought them back. I wasn’t a man who cried.
“I don’t know who I am anymore,” I admitted. “Everything’s changing. This thing with you. With Cav. The club. Chatter. I don’t know which way is up. I need consistency, Jamie. Otherwise it’s just chaos.”
As the words spewed from my mouth, I realized I’d been walking around in this state of chaos, unsure which way to go. There was too much going on. I wanted too much, others wanted too much. What happened to the simple life I’d been leading before? I had my roles, others had theirs. It was uncomplicated. This wasn’t.
“Who said it was supposed to be simple?” Jamie asked.
I hadn’t realized I’d been thinking aloud, but clearly, I was losing my mind to top it all off.
I took a step back, stared down at her. “I’m falling for you, Jamie. It’s a first for me.” I rolled my eyes, huffed. “That’s a lie. I’ve already fallen for Cav. Didn’t even realize it. Now I don’t know how to juggle it all, to please everyone and myself at the same time.”
“Have you ever pleased yourself?” she asked.
I tried to understand the question.
“It’s written all over you,” she continued. “Your need to take care of everything. To ensure there’s a plan in place and to follow it. You can’t even enjoy life because you’re standing in your own way.”
Jamie’s hand curled over my cheek and I leaned into it, closing my eyes.
“I have to. Without a plan, you’ve got chaos. If you deviate … shit happens. Bad shit, Jamie. The plan’s necessary.”
“No, life’s necessary. Living it. Enjoying it. One day at a time.”
I opened my eyes. “I don’t know how to do this, Jamie. How to make everyone happy.”
“You don’t have to. That’s not your job,” she said softly seconds before her lips pressed against mine.
When she didn’t pull back, I slid my tongue into her mouth, licking, tasting, exploring.
I needed this woman like I needed air. I didn’t want to push her away, that wasn’t my intention. Or maybe it was, but it obviously wasn’t what I wanted.
Jamie whimpered, holding onto me. “Edge…”
Backing her toward the bed, I eased her down, crawling over her without releasing her mouth.
“I need you.”
“You have me,” she whispered, leaning up to meet my lips with hers.
Her hand curled around my head, holding me there as I kissed her, my hand working to free her from the robe. When her cool fingers began unbuttoning my slacks, I considered putting this on ice.
You heard her. Get out of your own way.
“I don’t have a condom,” I muttered as she forced my slacks over my hips, using her feet to force them down farther.
“I’m on the pill.” Her eyes met mine. “And I trust you.”
I pulled away long enough to kick off my slacks, returning as Jamie tossed the robe to the floor. As I kissed her, I used my fingers to tease her open, to get her ready for my cock. While this woman deserved hours of foreplay, I couldn’t give it to her now. I needed to feel her around me, needed to bury myself so deep inside her she’d feel me in her soul.
Jamie squirmed against my fingers, soft mewls coming from her, and I prayed she was ready for me.
“Please,” she pleaded. “Inside me.”
I guided my cock to her entrance, pressed the head against her warm, tight entrance. I broke the kiss so I could look in her eyes as I slid into the heaven of her body.
“Jamie … baby.”
She buried her face in my neck, her arms sliding around me as I thrust in, retreated. She felt so good beneath me, as though we were meant for one another. The way she panted my name, her hands groping over my back, her hips rocking against mine … it was perfect in every way.
