Page 16 of Is It Casual Now?
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The moment Siena’s mouth touched hers nothing else mattered. Not the question she hadn’t given to Siena. Not even the question that had come out in a rush of anger and heat. Jamie’s body might as well have been on fire, and she couldn’t concentrate on anything other than Siena’s hands on her and the arousal that burst inside her.
No one had ever gotten beneath Jamie’s skin like this, and as she got her mind to catch up with her body, her fingers digging into Siena’s hips and pulling her pelvis into her own, she scratched the itch that had been there since their night together.
Feeling the heat radiate from between Siena’s legs made her groan, opening her mouth as it moved against Siena’s lips. Siena wasted no time exploring Jamie’s mouth with her tongue, dancing in and out, a little deeper with each swipe.
Jamie shuddered, fumbling furiously until she found the hem of Siena’s blouse and slid her fingers beneath. Her skin gave so much more than it had ever promised, tight with a gentleness that made Jamie’s hips rock into Siena .
“Bed,” Siena mumbled as she slowly traced Jamie’s lips with her tongue.
“What?”
“Where is your bed, Jamie?” Siena chuckled.
“Not clear,” Jamie said as she pulled Siena toward the couch. She pressed small but urgent kisses along Siena’s jaw line, reveling in the rumble that came from Siena’s throat.
“What’s that mean?” Siena asked as she tilted her head, giving Jamie more access to the length of her neck.
Jamie nipped a path along Siena’s collarbone, hands running up and down the skin on either side of her body, tracing the curves that hid beneath.
“It means sit that gorgeous ass of yours down.” Jamie stepped back as she gently nudged Siena, chuckling with a smirk on her lips as the woman gave a small yelp and fell into the couch behind her.
Siena looked up at Jamie, her throat bobbing as she swallowed. “I want to touch you.”
“Good.” Jamie laughed, her eyes boring down into Siena’s. “But it’s my turn.”
“Your tur…” Siena’s words trailed off as Jamie dropped to her knees, nudging Siena’s legs open as she shuffled into the space she created.
“Mmmmm.” Jamie couldn’t help the groan escaping her as she pressed her cheek to the inside of Siena’s thigh, rolling her face closer to the scent she wanted to bury her face into. Siena’s breathing filled the quiet of Jamie’s apartment as she took in a deep breath, smelling Siena’s arousal even through her clothes.
“Oh fuck.” Siena’s head fell back onto the back of the couch as Jamie lifted her head and shuffled closer at the same time. Her body pressed hard between Siena’s legs, her nipples hardening as they brushed past the warmth.
“You like that, huh?” Jamie moved, aware of Siena’s eyes following her movements as she straddled Siena’s lap. Warmth filled her cheeks as her desire grew. Capturing Siena’s mouth once more, she ground her hips against Siena’s.
Fingers, strong and sure, grabbed her ass and pulled her even closer. Jamie moaned and increased her speed to match the squeezing of her ass cheeks.
“I really, really…” Jamie panted between kisses before she tipped her head, arching her back and feeling Siena’s mouth wrap around a breast through her clothes.
“Really what, baby?” Siena’s voice was silk.
“…want to fuck you with a strap.” Jamie forced the words out in a rush. The hands disappeared from her ass, and the mouth on her breast stopped.
Bringing her head forward, Jamie’s stomach tightened with nerves before she saw Siena’s face. A wild smile met hers and those dark eyes could have been black with how much desire and lust Jamie saw in them.
“You think I can handle all that power you’ll have?”
“Oh.” Jamie’s eyes widened. Was this what a power bottom was all about? Jamie’s lips quirked up at the corner into a smile. Two could play at this game, and play they would. They never got the chance before. “Well, fuck.”
“Is that a yes, Ms. Kettlehouse?”
“By the time I’m done with you, you might struggle to move.”
“Oh, promises promises,” Siena purred, and Jamie laughed.
“I’ll be back.” She leaned her body against Siena’s and kissed her again. Not as hard, but the touch sent sparks through her, igniting every nerve of her body. Jamie skidded to a halt right as she was about to leave the room. She purposely let her eyes roam all over Siena’s body, the way she was sitting so confidently on the couch, the redness in her lips from their brutal kisses, and her hair mussed and out of place already .
“You better take your clothes off. I’m not in this for the slow, pleasurable today.”
Siena chuckled low and quiet, her lips curling upward as her eyes lit with what seemed to be amused pleasure. “Then you better give as good as you’re claiming.”
Jamie hesitated, her toes digging into the carpet, her hand on the doorframe to her bedroom, and her heart in her throat. It would be so damn easy to walk over there and fuck Siena with her tongue and fingers, forcing both of them into a sexual oblivion before either of them could think to say anything else. And that was a challenge Jamie would be willing to take on.
But that’s not what she wanted.
Not this time.
Jamie raised an eyebrow at Siena, giving her a look that meant all business. “You better be naked when I get back.”
She left without a second glance, needing to separate herself before she gave into her baser desires. Siena’s delicious laugh met her ears as she reached the drawer where she kept her toys. Her spine felt electrified with just the sound waves coming from Siena reaching her. What fresh hell had she found herself in? She shouldn’t be wanting to fuck Siena every second they were in the same vicinity. Should she? Usually she was one and done and over a woman by now.
Then again, she’d always been a little bit obsessed with Siena Frazee, hadn’t she?
She made quick work of her clothes, put the medium-sized dildo into its place and stepped into the strap. Nerves swirled in her stomach, and she wondered if this might actually be a dream, but quickly dismissed the idea as she maneuvered the base of the dildo into place. Her own wetness coated the tips of her fingers, and she bit back a groan and the temptation to ease some of the pressure pulsing in her swollen clit.
“Jamie.” Siena’s voice singsonged her name, pulling it out for several seconds .
“Coming!” Jamie replied, her smile wider than it had been in a while. Much better to let all of this happen with Siena right there with her. It had been amazing the first time, and Jamie had no doubts that this time would be even better.
“You better not be. Not yet, anyway.” Oh there was so much seduction in that voice. Siena knew exactly what she was doing, didn’t she? And she knew how to use her body, her voice, and her brain to get exactly what she wanted. Well, so did Jamie.
Jamie chuckled, and the nerves of walking out with only the strap on disappeared in the sound of Siena’s voice.
“Oh my.” Siena’s breath caught as their eyes locked. Then Siena’s gaze dropped to Jamie’s breasts, staying there and lingering long enough to take them in fully. Then she looked farther down Jamie’s body, across her wide hips and thick thighs and curved belly to right between her legs. “Fuck,” Siena whispered.
“Indeed.” Jamie’s own eyes widened as Siena, still sitting where she had been but now completely naked, spread her legs out in front of her. She wasn’t someone who was lacking in confidence—not in work, not in body, not in sex. Jamie’s heart raced, pounding relentlessly as she struggled to come up with what to do and say next. But she couldn’t move her gaze from the dark hair between Siena’s legs, the curls that covered exactly where she’d wanted to press her face earlier.
It would hold all that scent, all the wetness and flavor that Jamie wanted to consume and memorize. Siena’s breasts were pert, stunning, her nipples a dark dusty brown and hard as pebbles that begged to be touched and rubbed and played with. Siena’s waist was small, curved inward, and begging for Jamie’s touch.
“Do I pass your inspection, Jamie?”
“Of course. Did you think my standards were high?” Jamie winced at that. She hadn’t meant that to come out like it had .
“Hardly, but we are on a bit of time crunch, don’t you know that?”
“Oh, are we on a timeline now?” The question had meant to be flirty. A way for her to continue the teasing and push away the nerves that had crept up while she stood naked in the room, wondering exactly how they had gone from screaming at each other to her wearing her strap. Instead, something strange and unreadable flashed across Siena’s face.
“I work in time, Jamie. Everything is on a timeline.” Siena smiled, and the words came out easily enough, but the thick tension in the room grew a little cooler.
What the hell was this woman doing to her?
“Sorry.” Jamie shook her head and looked down, instantly regretting her eyes being open as the strap mocked her.
“Hey.” Siena’s fingers were under her chin, lifting it slowly to meet her eyes.
Jamie hadn’t even heard Siena move. And suddenly there was a softness to her that Jamie had been wholly unprepared for. She’d seen it, the soft and caring side, but she’d never expected or even thought she’d be on the receiving end of it.
“No timeline. No pressure. Let’s just see where things go, okay?”
“But why? I’m the bad hack journalist.”
“And I’m the money-hungry manager who doesn’t give a shit about her stars.” Siena raised an eyebrow as if to prove her point.
“I don’t believe that. If you’ve read my latest post, you’d know that.”
Siena blinked but whatever thought had entered her mind disappeared before she opened her mouth again. “And I don’t believe you’re nearly as bad as you think you are.”
Jamie opened her mouth, wondering why Siena’s words stirred such warmth in her chest.
“But maybe…” Siena’s chin dropped forward, and she fl icked her eyes down before returning her smoldering gaze back to Jamie’s. “A little bit isn’t such a bad thing. All of us women in this industry need to be able to hold our own, don’t we?”
Jamie could fall for this woman. The way she so easily made Jamie comfortable in moments of vulnerability, how she brought it out in her in the first place. The thought caught her off guard, but the pulse that had returned more urgently to her clit made it easy to push it away.
Before she could say or do anything more, Siena dropped to her knees and licked the underside of the dildo before wrapping her lips around the tip of it.
“Oh my God.” Jamie’s legs shuddered at the sight. “Lie down.”
“What?” Siena pulled back, looking up with confusion and a tilt to her head.
“I said…” Jamie grabbed one of the cushions from her couch and threw it over Siena’s head on to the floor over Siena’s head. “Lie down. On your stomach.”
“Oh.” Siena smiled and obliged willingly.
Jamie took her time as her eyes grazed over every inch of skin. A small tattoo marked Siena’s left shoulder. It made Jamie’s chest warm. Until her eyes roamed down to Siena’s perfect ass, lifted up from the cushion she lay against. Her knees were bent, and Jamie could see hints of her wetness in the dark patch of curls.
“Like what you see?”
Jamie took her time moving her eyes back up Siena’s body to see Siena looking back at her over her shoulder.
“Oh yes.” Jamie nodded and slowly lay her body on top of Siena’s. She moved her hips a little to the side so the strap didn’t hurt either of them, not ready just yet to use it.
Starting from the base of Siena’s neck, Jamie made a trail of open-mouthed kisses down Siena’s spine. In perfect reaction to her touch, Siena’s body wriggled and squirmed beneath Jamie. Her ass pressed up as Jamie reached the base of Siena’s spine.
“Please, Jamie,” Siena begged, and damn if Jamie didn’t wonder how long she would be able to last if Siena kept begging her.
“Please what?” Jamie knelt over one of Siena’s thighs, straddling her there. With one hand, she cupped Siena right between her legs, her fingers parting her and finding the slick wetness she’d been longing to touch and taste.
Siena’s reply was little more than a guttural moan as she buried her face into the carpet, her hips moving her harder into Jamie’s touch. Jamie smiled as she ran a finger up the wetness and found Siena’s swollen clit. Slowly, she circled the sensitive nub, chuckling as the movement of Siena’s hips became more erratic. Shuffling so she leaned over Siena once more, she kissed the small tattoo and removed her hand from Siena.
After a groan of disapproval, Jamie wrapped her arm around Siena’s hip and found her clit once more. The groans increased, and Jamie’s own breathing increased as she pushed herself closer to Siena’s ass.
“Can I be inside you with it now?” she asked as she pressed a beat with her finger on Siena’s clit.
“Yes! God yes, Jamie.”
Jamie guided the strap, making sure to move slowly, letting Siena’s body and her reactions gauge how much she could take.
“More.” Siena moaned as Jamie rocked her hips, not moving in any farther.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Jamie. Fuck me.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Jamie chuckled and pushed as far as she could, increasing the thrusts of her hips as her own arousal peaked, and Siena’s ass pushed harder against her, moving in time with her own thrusts.
Fingers dug into Jamie’s ass, and she laughed as she moved faster and faster inside of Siena, her fingers working against her clit as she lay more of her weight against Siena’s back.
“Fuck, yes. Yes.”
The more she thrust, the more Siena screamed and squirmed beneath her. The movements rubbed the base of the dildo against Jamie’s clit, working her up until she thought she might also be tipped over the edge well before Siena got there. But that wouldn’t be a bad thing, would it? Jamie bit down hard, holding off her own orgasm for as long as she could. She wanted to know what Siena looked like when she was as unraveled as Jamie had felt in that hotel room. She needed to know.
Siena’s body stiffened, and she screamed out loud enough for the sound to bounce around the walls. Jamie let go of the last of the strength that held her up, and she all but collapsed onto Siena as she caught her breath.
“Are you okay?” Jamie asked, her cheek pressed against Siena’s skin.
Siena laughed. “Your breath is tickling my spine.”
“Oh really?” Jamie breathed out, making more shudders of laughter ripple beneath her.
“Yes.”
“I figured.”
“No, I mean. I’m okay. Thanks for checking.”
Jamie kissed Siena’s back as she retook her own weight.
Sadness washed over her as she thought about the lack of meaning in this. Not that she wanted it to be anything more. But she’d never felt so empty after a good fucking before.
Her mind ignored that thought and entertained the idea of what it might be like getting to have more time to touch this woman, to make her scream. And even more to get to know her in a deeper and different way than before. The things the public didn’t know—not that there was much out there about Siena Frazee. But Jamie wanted more. She wanted to know the things that had sparked in her eyes, the truth she hid from general consumption.
As she eased herself out of Siena, she steeled herself to the fact that this was nothing more than the end of the one-night stand that had been rudely cut in half—prematurely.
“Where did you go?” Siena asked as she shuffled over, half sitting up now.
“Just glad I finally got to finish what we started.” Jamie’s entire body tightened. All the ease and looseness she’d had moments ago vanished into the ether.
“Finished?” Siena smirked and lifted a single eyebrow. “Oh babe, we aren’t even close to finished.”
No words appeared in Jamie’s mind as a lump in her throat formed. She was used to people saying all kinds of things during sex, especially before they climaxed and got exactly what they wanted. Hell, Jamie was known for saying unexpected things when she was aroused.
Siena pulled Jamie in for a kiss, and this time, the sweet bliss that washed over Jamie filled her with a strange sort of hope, that maybe it wasn’t just sex after all. Maybe it was more and that’s what Jamie was pushing against. She wasn’t used to the more.
When they got out of their own way, the chemistry between them went beyond attraction. She’d had a taste of it before, and the more she got to know the person behind the manager, the more Jamie liked the woman.