#LoveScenes (R18 Jamie Dornan & Dakota Johnson fanfic Discontinued)

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: BEcarefulWHATyouWISH4

Dakota needed to put some distance between them. If Jamie regretted what happened, Dakota did not. She had such a swell of tenderness for him that if she did not tear herself away, she would be asking, no, begging for more.

In her experience men cherished partners that were not easily attainable. The chase was sometimes so thrilling that the sexual act was an anti climax. Dakota wished Jamie found sexual contact with her as basic to living as breathing. She certainly felt that way. It hurt when he was close and they did not touch. His feelings of regret dampened what was without a doubt the best sex of her life. When he took her virginity, the earth moved for her. It was that good. Dakota blinked away tears that welled in her eyes before they dropped.

"Are you alright," Jamie asked standing up naked, in bare feet and without modesty. Jamie could see that she could not keep her eyes from following his erection standing at full length. He pulled off the used condom, tied a knot securing its contents then disappeared for a second into the en suite bathroom to dispose of it. He found Dakota's inner core warm, silky wet and huggingly tight. They had just had sex but he missed being buried between Dakota's legs.

He prodded for an answer whether she was alright, "Well?"

"Yes," Dakota who was wildly distracted by the visual extravaganza of naked Jamie Dornan was blushing furiously. The man who had popped her cherry was the physical embodiment of Christian Grey. She had never felt the kind of thrills and pleasurable pain that made her senses alive. It was as if her life moved from black and white to three dimensional.

Looking at Jamie standing a few feet away caused her heart rate to spike. Her pupils dilated and Dakota unconsciously released pheromones in the air. Her tongue flicked out to moisten her rosy lips longingly. She craved to taste the savagery of Jamie's arousal. Fellatio was something they had not done even on the film set. Dakota pressed her thighs together, in sexual frustration!

Jamie's keen senses picked up all Dakota's signs of arousal. He smirked elated at the prospect. "Stay in bed," he demanded, "Today has proved very active I'll come back with a selection from the sumptuous lunch you laid out for us."

"What if I don't want to stay in bed," she countered.

"Be honest with yourself Dakota. You are a little sore, tired, aroused and would do better resting up until I return."

"What if I'm satisfied from the sex we have just had?"

Jamie had a victorious smile that Dakota admitted to being sated by sex with him. There was palpable hunger in the way she licked her lips when she watched him remove the condom. She had been scrutinising every inch of his body, her breathing increased. "Maybe you should be more honest with yourself little one," he said patiently.

"Oh," she was embarrassed about being called out by Jamie. The predator whose sense of smell was sharper than a blood hound lusted for her blood.

When Dakota said 'oh' her rosy lips opened to the perfect shape for fellatio. When her tongue flicked out to moisten her full rosy lips, it took all Jamie's control not to lunge at her. Jamie imagined his erection being kissed by her rosy lips, sliding hard and fast inside of her open, moist lips, taking her mouth until he came. Oh God! Dakota didn't have to try, she was irresistible to him. He was a lucky man indeed. Millie was open minded enough to accept a sexual arrangement that increased the sexual chemistry between him and Dakota. He was fortunate enough to have two women willing to sleep with him in a modern arrangement.

Visual evidence of Jamie's arousal, gave Dakota confidence to inch towards the other side of the king sized bed. She intended to show off every inch of her naked curves to Jamie. Pre-empting a defiant butt naked face-off, Jamie spoke sinisterly, "Stay in bed before I'm tempted to tie you to the four posts of the bed."