taking everything I had to give it to her slow. Jazz needed to be shown how much I cherished her, even though I wanted nothing more than to ram my dick inside her tight little pussy, fast and hard.
Slipping off my pants, I moved to her panties, then her t-shirt. Once we were both naked and pressed against each other, I pulled her thighs apart and slid down her beautiful body. She lifted her hips letting me know she was ready and yearning for my touch.
“Slow down, beautiful. We’ve got all night.”
Jazz mumbled something under her breath that I couldn’t make out, but I didn’t waste any time trying to, either. I knew she needed to feel me just like I needed to be inside of her. We were made for each other.
I placed one hand under her ass and lifted my other hand toward her breast. Pulling and twisting her swollen nipple, my mouth dove in between her folds, licking at her juices.
“Oh…B…right there,” she moaned, grabbing a hold of my hair.
Bringing both hands in front of me, I pushed her lips apart. I slid one finger inside her tight pussy and then added another. After a couple of strokes inside her heated spot, Jazz buckled and her walls tightened around my finger. The pace of my tongue remained slow and steady, while I worshiped her beautiful body.
When Jazz was spent, I knew I had done my job. I sat up and grabbed a hold of my dick, placing it at her entrance.
“You ready, beautiful?”
She nodded her head. I didn’t think twice before thrusting deep inside my girl, needing to feel her tight walls wrapped around every part of my cock. She lifted her hips, matching each one of my thrusts. I wrapped my arms around both of her legs, pushing them against her chest.
“Look at me, baby,” I said, ready to explode.
Jazz opened her beautiful brown eyes, staring down at me, crying out as she reached another peak. A few more thrusts and my body started to jerk and my legs locked as I embedded myself inside my girl. I lay on top of her body, panting, feeling completely satisfied.
“Thank you, B. You always know what I need.”
I kissed her lips and moved beside her, lying down on the pillow. She gripped the blanket, pulling it over our bodies, and turned toward me.
“I love you, Jazzy. Sweet dreams.”
“I love you, too.”
Chapter Eight
Jazz
This week had dragged. Literally. Time normally went by fast while I was at work but not this week. It had been slow to the point of annoyance. I was over it. On the plus side, I had been able to get many tasks cleared off my to-do list. Seeing as how far behind I was, maybe it had been a blessing in disguise.
I gave Pam Thursday and Friday off while she visited with her grandchildren in Ohio, leaving me by myself in the studio. She was a great assistant and made my job a lot less stressful, therefore she deserved having a few days to herself here and there.
On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I normally brought the baby with me to work, however Amelia asked if she could have her both yesterday and today instead. The woman’s group at her church was hosting Kid Appreciation Week, and Amelia wanted to take Savanah. Thankfully, it gave me time to get everything in order.
The little girls at church loved Savanah. I got a kick out of them whenever Brax and I would visit. Dressing her up in costumes and pulling her all over the place, they treated my daughter as if she were a baby doll. I loved this age when toddlers developed their own personalities. It was fun to watch them grow into little people. At least I had another year or two to prepare for another child. I had to let my body heal first from having Savanah before I even thought about it.
I was finishing up a few edits when the doorbell chimed. I set my pen down and looked up to see Stone walking through the door.
“Hey, Stone.”
“Hey, you got a few minutes?” He walked around my desk and took a seat beside me.
“Yup. Just give me one…second.”
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