Jamie-5 (9 page)

“I…yes. That’s right. You’re doing well. I’m going to put my hands on you now and open more. You’ll be able to read my thoughts, my emotions through our connection because I’m letting you. I can read yours too.”

Her hands opened over his chest and he felt a surge of heat from them. It took his breath away when she leaned down and licked at his nipple then nipped at it. He raised his hand to pull her to his mouth, but she pressed it back to the bed.

The first thing he felt was her need. Sharp and hot. He let himself open to her and was nearly overwhelmed with the flood of things that hit him. He almost cried out when the pain of her back touched him. Pain ripped through her in an instant. Her murmured voice calmed him as more and more touched him.

“James, touch my legs with your fingertips. Don’t move them, just touch me. Let the heat build until you can’t take it anymore then pull away.” Her voice was hypnotic and soothing. Lifting his hands, he barely touched her thigh when she moaned. This time, there were clips of images. They were not long enough to make out, but her voice told him that he could control them through her, slow them if he wanted or skip them altogether.

Dane, he was seeing these things though Dane’s point of view. She looked at a woman, Pi, as she cried, sobbed, and he could feel the pain of Dane’s sorrow. A death of a child, Pi’s child.

Dane had helped Pi find her. An older woman who looked at Dane with love and understanding, hope and sorrow. Her grandmother was like her. Dane’s gift was from her.

“That’s right, my grandmother knew I was different and had offered to raise me, but my parents didn’t want to be shamed by giving up on me. I’m stronger than Grandmother. Her gift was just empathic and telepathic. I’m also clairvoyant too. James, have you had enough yet?” Had he? He didn’t think he would ever get enough of this woman. Her touch ignited him and set him aflame. Her voice caressed him and sent shivers along his spine in ways he’d never felt before. He loved her. Just as simple as that, Jamie realized he was in love with Dane.

~CHAPTER 9~

Dane felt the moment he thought of love and tried to pull away from his touch. He grabbed her legs and sat up. His mouth covered her immediately and she knew he would not leave her now. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she leaned into his body, into his heat and love.

“I don’t want to hurt you. I will, but I don’t want to. Please take me, James. Please have sex with me.”

“No, Dane, I’m going to make love to you. Open yourself to me, baby. I want all of you.

Give it all to me.”

She watched as his hands skimmed along her legs and up her ribs. When he lifted her breasts up and pushed them together, she moaned deep in her throat. Her nipples puckered tight and ached for his mouth. Reaching between his hands, she unsnapped the tiny clasp and pulled her bra open for him. His mouth, hot and wet, took her breast into him and he bit her before she was able to pull her bra off her body. Shifting a little, Dane wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled her lower body tight against his as he suckled and tormented her breasts. His cock was hard against her and she wanted more of him.

Bracing her hands on his shoulders then down around his waist, she began to ride him. She surged her body on his cloth-covered cock as he tasted one then the other breast, going back and forth between them over and over. When he flipped her to her back and came down on her, she came. It was hard and quick and only made her more needy, more achy for him.

“That’s it, baby. Don’t hold back. Come when you feel it. Come and scream for me. I love to watch you peak. Your body shudders over mine, and I feel you. Feel you everywhere.” He moved down her body. When he forced her legs to let him go, she whimpered and tried to pull him back, but he kissed her hard and brought his hand to her mound.

“I’m going to eat you here, Dane. I’m going to lick you and taste you until you can’t stand it anymore. I’m going to drink you as you come, as you fill me. Then I’m going to drive my cock hard into you. Deep and fast and fuck you until neither of us can move.” When he moved this time, she grabbed the sheet beneath her. She could feel her pussy flutter and gush. Need curled inside of her and she had a hard time holding the part of her back that terrified her more than anything.

Jamie nuzzled her mound and when she felt him move the bit of lace from her, she tried to close her legs to him. He pressed her open and braced her with his shoulders as he ran his finger along her slit, gathering her cream as he went.

“Watch me, Dane. I want you to see me lick your cream from my fingers.” He brought his fingers to his mouth and suckled each one, savoring the taste. “Hummm, you taste better than I thought, baby. Like honey and peaches.”

When his finger slid into her, she could not stop watching him, seeing the look of rapture on his face. Struggling now to hold on, she knew she was slipping. More of her was getting away from her and he knew it.

“I want you, Dane. All of you. Please, baby, trust me.” He pumped his finger into her over and over and when he added a second one, he lowered his head and slid his tongue into her. Moving more between her legs, he worried her clit with his tongue as he fucked her with his fingers. The coil of need tightened around her so tight she tried again to pull back.

Every time she got close, he would pull back and not touch her clit until the need to come lowered a bit. But it was getting harder and longer to slow down. Wrapping her hand into his hair, she tried to get him to where she wanted, but he was stronger and did what he wanted.

Begging only made him chuckle and when she thought she was going to have to hurt him, he gave her what she wanted.

He bit her clit hard and then suckled it into his mouth as he’d done her nipples; she knew it was too much. Her control snapped and so did her hold.

Her world froze for a second then everything in her shattered. She knew she screamed. It ripped from her throat, leaving it raw and sore. Every nerve, every cell in her body exploded.

Stars, bright and colorful, burst behind her closed eyes. Muscles contracted, her body expanded, and when she felt Jamie move over her and his cock slide into her, she screamed again. Her body tightened around him, pulling his cock deeper into her. Dane heard him growl, heard him speak, but she was beyond knowing what he said. As soon as he was close enough to touch, she wrapped around him and let go.

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Her love poured into him, her climax rippled through him. He felt it along his cock, but also along his heart and mind. He felt her try to pull back, but he rocked into her again and felt her again. Her terror, her needs, he felt her shame and her feelings of failure. It was nearly overwhelming, nearly consumed him, but he loved her and with that knowledge, Jamie knew that she was just what she said. He not only believed her in that moment, but he believed in her.

Watching her face, seeing her emotions fly across it, his climax gripped him in surprise. It grabbed him tight around his cock and poured from him, his seed pouring into her, filling her body with his. When she came again, pulled hard at his cock, he surged again, his body spent but needing to be deep within her. When he could not move anymore, he dropped over her and rolled. He was just able to pull her body over his and lean down for the blanket before sleep took him. Pulling her tight against him, he told her he loved her and fell into an exhausted, sated sleep.

When Jamie woke up, the room was dark and he was alone in the bed. He started to get up, but heard the door open and saw Dane come into the room and go to the window seat he did not notice before. She sat there and looked out at the moonlight. He propped his head up with the two pillows, leaned back against the headboard, and waited.

“I’ve never come like that before. Well, that’s an understatement. I’ve never come at all if that’s what it’s like to come with someone.” He wanted to get up and do a happy dance at her confession, but was afraid he did not have enough strength in his legs for it.

“Neither have I. I didn’t think it was possible to feel that much with another being before.

Are you all right?” Jamie asked her.

“Yes. No. I don’t…I couldn’t hold it back. I tried, but it was…you took my breath away.”

“Come here, Dane. I need to hold you.” He waited for her to move and when she did not, he started to go to her. He stopped when she started to speak.

“When I was a little girl, about six, there was this girl who lived next door. I could feel her pain, but it frightened me. One day, I saw her in the back yard. She was huddled around a dolly.

It was battered and torn, though it was in better shape than the girl. Brenna Print was her name.

“I walked over to her and sat next to her on the snowy ground. I knew my mother was going to have a fit because I was sitting in the dirt, but more so because I was associating with the

‘white trash’ next door. My grandmother was coming, you see. And everything had to be perfect.

“Neither of us said a word and I’m not sure how long we even sat there, but eventually, Brenna reached out and touched my hand. My little body rocked with her pain. Her injuries were massive and harsh. Her father beat her for anything and everything. He blamed her for her mother leaving and for his lack of work. He hurt her because the cable was out and he hated her for her inability to do anything right.”

When she didn’t say anything for several minutes, Jamie got up and sat behind her on the seat. There was a throw near them so he picked it up and pulled it over them both as she leaned back against him. Her pain moved along his skin as though it was his and he pulled her tighter to him.

“When her daddy came out, I stood up and shielded Brenna from him. I’m not sure what I could have done against a grown man, but I stood there and waited for him to come at us, or her.

He shouted for her to come inside, but neither of us moved. I heard my grandmother’s car pull up and I felt her touch me, her mind touch mine. Before I knew it, she was standing in the yard with me and yelling at the man to back off. She had her driver call the police and we stood there together and waited. When they arrived, Brenna was taken to the hospital and the man was arrested.”

“There’s more, isn’t there? Tell me, baby. What did your mother do to you?”

“It was the first time she beat me. My grandmother begged her to let me go live with her before she left. I remember them arguing about someone teaching me to use my gifts and my mother telling her that she knew how to teach me. I was actually excited to learn. That night, she drugged me. I don’t know what she used, but it knocked me out. When I woke, I was tied to a beam in the basement. I was gagged and standing on a crate. She had taken my clothes off me and stood there waiting for me to wake. I was hit thirty-one times that night. It may have been more, but I passed out.”

Jamie did not say anything. He wasn’t sure what to say. He knew from Cait that her mother would beat her. He just didn’t know how much.

“My mother went to the police and told them I had mental problems. She told them that I had more than likely hurt Brenna to make people notice me and that they shouldn’t believe a word that came out of my mouth. Brenna was released to her father again while I still hung in the basement. By the time I was able to move again, her father had killed her and buried her in the back yard. I told my mother what had happened and she told me ‘good riddance,’ that one less welfare brat in the world was fine by her. I never spoke to her again until the day I asked for her help with the murders when I was sixteen.”

Jamie tried to imagine not speaking to his mother for ten years and couldn’t even fathom not speaking to her for ten days. She was his world, his rock and his foundation. He pulled Dane deeper under his chin and held her.

He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even know that she had fallen asleep until she snored softly against his shoulder when she turned. Sliding out from under her, he picked her up and put her into the bed. He looked at his watch and saw that it was just after three in the morning. He had a class in less than five hours. He didn’t know what to do. Setting his phone to wake him, he crawled into bed again and was rewarded with Dane curling around him. He was asleep in seconds, warm and held tightly.

~CHAPTER 10~

Dane was alone when she woke this time. There was a note on the pillow next to her and she picked it up to read it.

“Love,

If I could have, I’d have stayed and made love to you all morning. But I have class until
three today. Call me when you get up and if I don’t answer, leave me a number to call you. I love
you, Dane.

James”

The words of love frightened her a bit and she tried not to think about them as she showered and dressed. Her body was sore in places, but she felt more relaxed than she had in months, maybe even years. Pi was in the kitchen when she came downstairs.

“Land owner called. He said tell you we have thirty days. I tell him we need more, but he said no. I have houses marked to look at, Missy Dane. You go with me today? We have to make decision.”

“I thought we were going back home, Pi. Isn’t that what you want anymore? We can just put this stuff in storage, or sell it. It wasn’t anything we’d grown attached to much anyway, was it?”

“You leave man who love you? You be stupid to do that, Missy Dane. Man don’t come along much who care for you like Mister Jamie does. You stay and make babies with him. He take care of you.”

“Men will say anything to get into a woman’s bed, Pi. You know that. He doesn’t love me.

How could he? My own mother didn’t. I’ll sleep with him, but that’s all. If you want to go look at houses today, we will, but no more talk about love.” Pi was just about to impart some snarky remark, Dane was sure, when the phone rang. Dane wanted to ask her not to answer it and Pi even waited to see if she would, but Dane knew it didn’t matter. She would just have to check the voice mail and call Markus back anyway.

“Missy Dane, please take time off. You get sick again. I don’t want to have you sick. You my friend.”