I look at his face and search it for a lie. He isn’t lying… I sit quickly and push him to the mattress.
“You’re serious…” Jameson grins
“Very, plus thats not how you eat someone Gwen, this is…” He grabs my hips and pulls me up to his face. I am so caught off guard that I am on my hands and knees over his face before I register the position. I am above to move when he grabs my hips and pulls me down. I am seconds away from protesting when his mouth is on me, sucking, licking and moving around.
“Jameson!” I am afraid to move, but damn that feels so good. Jameson smacks my ass and I flinch foreward and moan loudly, yes, oh yes, moving is amazing. I move my hips foreward and back in small movements. Jameson smacks my ass again and pulls my hips down tighter to his face. I feel his tongue push gently inside of me and it doesn’t hurt. No, it just feels amazing! I am so close, another orgasm is just out of reach.
“Please, please, Jameson, don’t stop. Yours, all yours, ohhhhhh.” Jameson growls which vibrates against me and I come undone. My orgasm is stronger than the last, my whole body tightens above him before turning to mush. Jameson rolls me to the side and I lay there not moving. All I can do is breath. Jameson moves up next to me and pulls me over onto his chest.
“All mine…. I never would have guessed it. Give a virgin a few mind blowing orgasms and then BAM mine forever.” He chuckles and I swat him on the chest.
“We don’t even know what this is Jameson. This is moving so quickly, I don’t think I can keep up.” Jameson grabs my breast and massages it.
“You were so opposed, 3 orgasms later and you profess you are all mine… To others we may be family but to me your my friend, my lover and family... you’re mine in every way.” He pinches my nipple and I gasp.
“Ok, and what are we going to label this?” He thinks it over your a minute and shrugs,
“We haven’t spent enough time together to confirm boyfriend and girlfriend status but I like the idea of that is where we are heading.” I ponder that over,
“But we are related, no one would ever be able to know we are together. I want kids someday Jameson.” He rubs my back and then I remember I am suppose to be getting ready. I jump up off the bed.
“Dang, I need to get ready. What time is it? Ahh I have 10 minutes to get dressed.” I run to my suitcase and fling it open and start throwing clothes out behind me onto the floor. I pull out a loose fit black dress, yes, perfect for a funeral. I throw on a bra, but when I try to put underwear on I loose my balance and would have fallen if it hadn’t been for Jameson catching me.
“You sure are in a hurry to get to a lunch date with a man you say you don’t like. What are you wearing?” I put my underwear on and turn to him. He looksupset.
“I am only doing this so I can tell my mother he is a loser and I won’t be seeing him again. I am wearing this loose fit black dress that is fit for a funeral. You will be there right? I don’t think this is going to go over well.” I hug Jameson around his midsection and breath in the scent of his skin and place a gentle kiss on his chest.
“Or maybe I can stand him up, you smell good. GIrls are known for not showing right? My mom can get over it, I’ll tell her I started my period.” Jameson laughs.
“No, you are no the kind of woman who stands someone up. I’ll call the guys and we will be close by. If he does anything you don’t like, get up and walk away.” I nod.
“I need to do my make up… Actually no I don’t, I can go fresh faced and un painted! He can deal or not. Maybe I could fart really loudly or something.” Jameson Bursts into a fit of laughter.
“I am going to have my camera ready incase you do that one. I will never let you live it down. Get your shoes, you need to...