Chapter 13

Jamie opened for him, loving the feel of that coarse flesh inside her mouth. She closed on it and sucked, drawing him into the heated well. Their tongues tangled and danced and dueled, small fires igniting everywhere in her body and the pulse in her cunt beating like a jungle drum.

She barely registered when Mike slid his hand beneath her sweater and cupped a breast tweaking the nipple through the satin of her bra. Or when with the twist of one hand he opened the clasp and pushed the thin satin away. But she definitely felt it when he pushed up the sweatshirt and fastened his mouth over one nipple, drew hard on it and closed his teeth over it in a light nip.

Jamie felt the pull clear through her body, as if her nipples had a thin cord connected directly to the center of her pussy. She squeezed her legs together, a need of unbelievable strength surging through her. Sliding her hands beneath Mike's sweater she raked her fingernails lightly over the soft hair covering his back. He moan