Vanished Hearts by Jenna Rose

Author:Jenna Rose [Rose, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Iris

My heart is pounding as Jameson sets me down on the bed. I look up and watch as he strips out of his sleeveless shirt, revealing his muscled torso. I try not to stare or let my jaw drop, but it’s hard. Nearly impossible really. His body is just pure perfection.

I arch my back as he pulls up my blouse and raise my arms up to help him take it off me. He leans in like he’s going to kiss me, and I close my eyes in anticipation, but the next thing I feel is not his lips against mine, but his lips on the tender skin just below my belly button.

I gasp and look down to see him kissing me tenderly as he pops the button on my jeans, then slowly begins to unzip them.

My hands clench around the comforter as he begins to pull my pants down over my hips, kissing me lower and lower as he does so.

“Jameson…” My voice is barely a whisper as I lift my butt up off the bed to make his job easier for him.

Heat is rushing through me, warming my skin and causing my cheeks to feel like I’m blushing with embarrassment. But I’m not even the littlest bit shy this time. I’m just excited, almost jittery even. It feels so incredible to be doing this with him.

He continues to kiss me as he pulls my pants down to my ankles, then tosses them aside, leaving me in nothing but my panties. His lips meet my skin and cause little bursts of exhilaration. It’s like the nerves within my body are bursting with his every touch.

He kisses down farther, over the thin fabric of my underwear, the only thing separating his mouth from my most delicate of regions. I can’t take it anymore and let out a moan and reach down, threading my fingers through his hair.

I’m practically squirming around like a worm as the sensations flood through me. I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m pretty sure I’m begging for it. Begging for more.

Jameson glances up at me, and I can tell by the look in his eyes that he knows exactly what I’m saying to him.

He reaches up tenderly with the pinky finger of his left hand and tugs the fabric aside. He exhales and the simple sensation of his breath on my womanhood causes me to writhe beneath him on the bed. But he presses me back down with his other hand, strong and firm on my belly, anchoring me in place. And then he extends his tongue.

I can’t even begin to describe the feeling that hits me when he makes contact.

Sweet, slippery, hot, and absolute bliss. That’s the best I can do. As his tongue presses into me and slides slowly up, I completely lose control of my body. I let out a cry and turn into something like a cat that’s doing its best to escape the ice-cold water it’s just fallen into.

My legs

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