CH. 45 Why?

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CH. 45 Why?

(Rosemary POV)

Why did he say that? Why did those words even affect me this way?

What did I just agree to, was it too late to get up and change my mind?

Did I want to change my mind?

I watch as Jamison remove the finger that he was sucking on from his lips, and smile at me.

My breath hitch just from that, Jamison was staring at me as if I was the only woman he's ever seen or has been attracted to.

"You're so beautiful," Jamison said, staring down at me.

I don't know whether it was the way he said it while looking at me or the tone of the voice he used when he said that or was it the way I immediately started to feel warm just from those words.

"Can I take it off?" He asked me; I was about to ask him what he was talking about until I remember.

"Yes," I said in a low voice, but to Jamison, it probably was the loudest thing he's ever heard.

I felt my shorts being pulled off and lifted my hips to help him get them off.

I was holding my breath.

I watch as Jamison tossed the PJ shorts to the floor.

I was going to tell him; he could have folded them and place them on the bed until I felt a finger rub me on my clit.

I let out a whimper that was mixed with a moan.

My eyes widen at that, and I place my hand over my mouth.

I look to find Jamison was staring at me.

"That's not going to help." He said as he did what he did before on my clit.

"Mmm," I said, and he looked at me with an intense look.

"On second thought." He said, taking my hand from my mouth and entwining his hand with it.

"Don't cover your mouth." He said in a soft voice, but it held a bossiness to it.

My self when I met him would have told him who in the world he thought he was talking to, but now I find myself nodding my head.

Jamison lowered himself down, not letting go of my hand, and I felt his breath down there.

I held my breath as I felt a wet tongue give my clit.

"Oh my-" I started to say but gasp when I felt Jamison begin to suck.

I moved my free hand towards his head and pulled his hair.

Jamison let out a groan as he continued to suck on my clit, and I felt his tongue go lower.

A gasp came from me when I felt his tongue go-between my folds.

"Jami-" I started to say but couldn't even finish saying his name as I felt him begin licking me with a deep thrust of his tongue.

I was squirming on the bed; this whole experience felt so amazing.

Why did it feel this good? Was it because it was him or just in general.

I shook the thoughts away from my head because I never craved anything like this until I met Jamison.

Jamison pulled his head away, my grip was still him, but I knew his face wasn't where it was before.

Why did he pullback?

"Why?" I said, actually grabbing his hair to pull his face back to where it was.

Jamison didn't budge.

"Why?" I said again.

"Why what?" Jamison asked me.

"Why did you stop?" I asked.

"Oh, did you like it?" He asked me.

I lowered my eyes to look at him, and it looked like he was out of breath, but the intense look in his eyes told me he didn't care about that.

"What?" I asked him, forgetting that he ask me a question.

"I asked, did you like it?" Jamison asked again, tilting his head as he stared at me.

"Ye-yes," I said Jamison's eyes widened briefly.

"Yes, what?" He asked me.

Why does he keep asking me these dumb questions?

"Yes, I like it," I said to him, and I watch him lower his head back down and continue to do what he was doing to me before.

Jamison pushes a finger inside of me.

"Oh my-" I said, feeling his fingers go in and out of me.

Noises were coming from me that I didn't think would come from me.

I felt Jamison bring one of his hands up and put it over my mouth as I continued moaning.

"Mmmm," I said, feeling his tongue push inside of me.

My legs started shaking.

"Jamison," I said, trying to talk with his hand over my mouth, but I don't think he could hear me.

He let out a groan as he continues eating me out; I felt a weird feeling in my stomach, and I was trying to tell him, but he did this thing that had me throw my head back, letting out another moan and I felt my body releasing something.

It was like I was having little spasms.

I looked up to find Jamison staring at me while it happened, and when it finally stopped, we made direct eye contact, and I was breathless, face heated, and slightly embarrassed because I know I have never been in a position like this before.

I have never felt this way, and Jamison being the first to see this frightened me and made me feel beautiful at the same time.

"You're a squirter." He said in a low tone.

"Huh?" He said.

"You're a squirter, as in. You squirt your orgasm." He said I thought he would make a playful joke about it, but he didn't do that; instead, he shocked me by saying.

"I love that." He said, leaning himself over me and pressing his lips on mine.

"Hmm," I said, kissing his wet lips.

Jamison was so skilled, unlike me, would I even be able to please him?

Jamison pulled back and stared at me with a smile.

My heart leaped and was beating fast from the look he was giving me.

"You're making me feel things I've never felt before," I said to him.

I couldn't believe I said that to him so openly.

"Good, because you're doing the same for me." He said in a soft voice.

"I- I am not experience,d, and I don't want you to get bored of me so I can-" I started to say, and Jamison cut me off.

"Bored of you, Rosemary. I would never get bored of you. I mean that. Don't ever think I will; you have no idea how I feel about you. I feel way more than you can ever imagine." Jamison said, causing my eyes to widen.

"I do. Okay? Believe that." He said, and his voice cracked when he said that.

My heart was beating against my chest, my ears felt muffled, and I was wondering if he could hear it.

It felt that loud to me.

"This is the first time I've ever felt like this for anyone, you mean so much to me as well and I am fine with experiencing all of this with you, and I want too," I said to him.

"Good, I meant what I said before." He said to me.

"What?" I asked him, and Jamison lowered his head to press kisses down my neck.

"I told you." He said, pressing another kiss on my neck again.

"That I'm going to be your first with everything." He said, twirling his tongue down my neck.

"Mmm," I said as he started sucking on my neck.

"And I'm going to be your last." He said, pulling back.

He stared down at me and started rubbing my face with his thumb.

"Can I continue touching you?" He asked me as he stared at me.

"Yes," I said, and he chuckled.

"I like how you're more open with me now. Scratch that I love it." He said and pecking my lips.

"I'm going to suck on those beautiful breasts of yours." He said, lifting my shirt over my head.

Jamison let out a groan.

"I couldn't stop staring at them; the way your nipples perk up makes my mouth water." He said, rubbing his thumb on a nipple.

I felt the nipple get harder, and a smile appears on Jamison's face when that happened.

"Perfect." He said as he lowered his head and pulled my nipple into his mouth.

"Mmm," I said, running my fingers through his hair as he did that.

Jamison move his other hand to my other breast and played with it.

All of this was a wonderful feeling, my mind was in a haze, and I found me enjoying this.

When he pulled his mouth away from my breast, I whimpered, and I saw a smirk on his face as he moves to the other breast to do the same thing.

I thought Jamison would play with the breast. He just sucked, but instead, I felt a finger being pushed inside of me instead.

"Jami-" I tried saying again until I was cut off by the fact that he started pushing his finger in and out of me.

I threw my head back, letting out whimpers and moans as he did that.

I felt him nibble on my nipple, and I moan.

My grip on his hair was tighter, and Jamison let out a moan.

I felt my legs shaking again, and this time I knew what was going to happen.

"I'm going to come," I said, and it happened.

Jamison moved his lips from my nipple and kissed me on my lips.

"That was amazing." He said against my lips.

"It was," I said, honestly.

"Mmm, I like this side of you." He said, kissing me again.

"I also like it when you call me that." He said, and I raised a brow.

"Call you what?" I asked him.

"Jami," He said, and I felt my face get hot.

"Every time I would try to finish the sentence, I got distracted, I suppose," I said, and he let out a chuckle. As he laid down next to me, but his head was laying on my chest.

"I know I like it, though." He said as he throws an arm around me.

He was pulling me closer to him.

"Oh, do you want me to call you that?" I asked him.

"Yes." He said.

He let out a laugh.

"It's better than experiment number one." He said, and I giggled at that.

He grabbed my hand and entwined mine with his.

"I love your laughs." He said, and I hummed to that.

I found myself playing with his hair, but it was when he moved to get more comfortable was when I felt his hard-on.

He just pleased me, and he was still aroused.

"Do you want me to help you?" I asked him.

"Help me with what." He said, moving his head up so he can look at me.

"Your.... you know," I said, not knowing how to voice it.

I lowered my eyes, and he did as well, his eyes widened when he realized what I was talking about.

He looked back up at me.

"No, Bambi baby, it's fine. Don't worry about it." He said that, but I find myself shaking my head.

"No, I mean, you just did that for me, and you're still in that.. situation down there, so it's only fair," I said, and he chuckled.

"I enjoyed doing what I did to you very much, which is one reason why that situation you just called down there got harder. It's okay. Also, it would be your first time, and I don't want you to feel pressure about figuring out what to do. It's okay." He said, and I got quiet.

"So, teach me," I said.

"Teach me what to do," I said to him, and his eyes darken.

"Bambi.... you, fuck you just don't know how fucking hot- fuck, listen, it's okay. Really." He said in a deep voice.

"I'm serious. Teach me." I said, and he stared at me.

"What do you want to learn." He said, and for some reason, it sounded like he was fighting the urge to control his voice.

"Can I- um. Taste you as well, as you did with me." I said, and a groan came from him.

He sat up and brushed his fingers through his hair.

"Are you sure." He said, looking at me intensely.

"Yes," I said.

He grabbed my hand, pulling me to sit up as well and brought it to his hard-on.

My eyes widen as he places my hand there.

It was hard.

The human body was a beautiful thing, and I enjoyed it, I wanted to enjoy his body.

"Do you feel that?" He said, looking at me.

"Yes," I said. I mean, he had my hand on it, of course, I would feel it.

What kind of question was that?

"Are you sure you want this in your mouth?" He said.

"Yes," I said, the word leaving my mouth before I could even second guess it.

"Okay." He said, getting off the bed.

I stared as he took off his shorts.

My eyes widened.

"What?" He said.

"That's not going to fit in my mouth," I said.

"It will." He said, coming up to me and grabbing my face to kiss me.

"You told me to teach you, so I'll teach you. We'll call this an experiment."

(*Kassandra Speaks*)

Rosemary, I don't think you meant this when you thought about experiments. Jamison looks like he'll be in charge now.

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