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She must have gone to the school straight from the office if she was still dressed like this. Jamie had seen her dressed down, and this wasn’t it. Before Siena could say anything else, Jamie bent down and pressed her face between Siena’s legs. Siena let out a cry and fell backward, her hands holding her up at an angle.

Jamie drew in a deep breath, Siena’s scent settling into thepit of her stomach. Fuck, this was what she had been missing. She hadn’t gotten a chance to taste the last time or the first time, but she wasn’t going to give up the opportunity now that they were doing this again. Jamie scraped her teeth ever so lightly across the soft skin inside Siena’s thigh, across the cellulite and stretch marks, across the dark freckles. Then she used her tongue. Siena gasped, her knees parting even more as she threaded her fingers into Jamie’s hair and tugged gently.

Jamie shifted, lifting Siena’s legs over her shoulders and pushing in even deeper. She kissed the top of Siena’s mound, the wiry and curly hair, and she savored Siena’s scent again. If only she could bottle that up and take it with her, she would die a happy woman. Siena was amazing. Siena lifted her hips up slightly, and Jamie took that as a sign. She didn’t lick or suck at first.

Instead, she thrust her tongue as far inside Siena as she could go. And she groaned as Siena’s flavor bloomed on her tongue. Siena cried out, her back arching on the bed. Jamie reached up and snagged Siena’s hands, folding their fingers together and pressing them down into the mattress. She held Siena there as she continued to tongue fuck her. She needed this—the sweet reminder that this was what brought them together and this was why they were here. Not because Jamie was someone who deserved Siena, and certainly not because Siena was interested in a deeper relationship.

They were here for the sex, and nothing more.

Weren’t they?

Jamie dropped one of Siena’s hands and switched her tongue for two fingers. She pressed the flat of her tongue against Siena’s clit and started to lick her while fingering her. Siena got louder and louder, her voice reverberating off the walls with each press of Jamie’s fingers against her.

“Fuck,” Siena muttered, her eyes clenched tightly.

Her breasts moved with her body as she tried to control herreactions, and a thrill of pleasure ran through Jamie at the fact that Siena wasn’t in control any longer. Jamie had successfully taken that from her—or had Siena given it up? Either way, Jamie was the one in charge, even if it was only for a few brief moments.

“Jamie…” Siena’s voice cracked. “Jamie, don’t stop.”

Jamie left her mouth and her fingers exactly where they were. She held on tightly, as Siena pushed her hands into Jamie’s shoulders and careened through her orgasm. Jamie continued to lick and taste. She was going to memorize this scent, this flavor. She was never going to forget it. Something about Siena was special, that was for sure, but Jamie wasn’t quite sure what it was. Not yet anyway. But she wanted to make sure that in twenty years, she’d remember this moment.

“Come up here,” Siena said, her words slightly slurred from pleasure. “It’s my turn.”

Jamie smiled, licking her lips and the last bit of Siena’s flavor from her mouth. She wasn’t sure that Siena could figure out what to do with her right now. It’d definitely take her a few minutes to get herself together if her closed eyes and soft smile were anything to go by. Jamie enjoyed the sight as she finished getting undressed. After stepping out of the last of her clothing, she looked back up and met Siena’s smoldering eyes.

“Right here,” Siena said, indicating that she wanted Jamie to straddle her again. Curious, Jamie crawled her way up. Siena ran her hands up and down Jamie’s legs and then tapped her thighs again. “All the way up, Jamie.”

“I…” Jamie wasn’t used to this position. It was so much more intimate than she was normally okay with. But Siena just waited for her to move. She didn’t push, she didn’t pressure, she didn’t do anything other than smile and say, “Okay.”

Jamie climbed up, straddling Siena’s head. Siena moved her arms under Jamie’s thighs and grabbed hold of her tightly. Fair was fair, right? And Jamie knew without a doubt thatSiena could do wickedly amazing things with her mouth. Lowering her hips down, Jamie waited for the first brush of Siena’s tongue against her.

She wasn’t disappointed.

Siena sucked in a sharp breath and went full on. She curled her arms around Jamie’s thighs, moving her closer and closer. Jamie’s eyelids fluttered shut, and she leaned forward over Siena’s head and pressed her hands into the mattress to keep herself upright.

Jamie’s voice was loud to her own ears. “Fuck.” She groaned, clenching her jaw. She couldn’t help herself when she started rutting against Siena’s mouth, wanting and needing more. She would never get enough of how wickedly amazing Siena was at doing this. No oral that Jamie had received before Siena could compare to this.

Holding herself upright, Jamie stayed as planted on Siena’s face as she possibly could. She didn’t want to move. She didn’t want to get Siena off rhythm. Words floated through her brain, but she wasn’t sure any of them reached her lips.

Perfect.

Amazing.

Yes.

More.

Don’t stop.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Jamie would take this happening as often as she possibly could. She’d wanted Siena’s mouth each and every day since she’d experienced it the first time. There were so many more fun things they could do, but this was what she had lived for since that first night. This was what was going to make her weak in the knees.

“I’m coming!” Jamie cried out, digging her fingers into thepillow and lifting herself up lightly. The last thing she needed to do was suffocate that beautiful face between her legs.