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Another flutter in my stupid heart. My heart is supposed to stay out of this. This is sex.
I know he could run into his room and grab one, but if he’s not inside me soon, I might implode. “I’m on the Pill,” I tell him as I hook my leg around him to pull him closer. I glance at my nightstand where my birth control pack sits. “I take it every morning and never miss a day.” Jackson’s eyes jump from the pack to me, his fingers digging into my skin.
His storm-like eyes search mine. “Are you sleeping with anyone else?”
Letting out a breath of laughter, I slowly shake my head. “No.”
He groans like my answer physically does something to him. Hooking his hands behind my knees, he pulls me closer to the edge of the desk, and I can feel him hard against me. A delicious heat radiates off him, and my legs fall open, craving more. He rests his forehead against mine as he weaves his hand through my hair.
“Just us,” he says, his voice rough. “We won’t do this with anyone else.”
I’m breathing hard but manage a faint nod. Before I can say anything, he covers my mouth with his and drops his briefs, positioning himself against me.
My hips tilt, and when he slowly enters me, my nails dig into his shoulder blade. He takes his time, sinking into me, and when he fills me completely his head falls forward. “Fuck, Margot.”
All I can do is nod because having him this way leaves me at a loss for words. I can feel every part of him like this, and it’s better than I could have imagined. Hooking my leg behind him, I urge him to move, and he does.
Biting his shoulder to avoid crying out, I lose myself a little more every time he thrusts into me.
“No one else comes inside you.” It’s not a question, and I’m completely at his mercy as he brings me closer and closer to the edge for the second time.
“Okay,” I breathe.
His movements keep their dangerous rhythm, but something in his eyes softens. Cradling my face as he holds me close, he says, “No one else.” His teeth drag along my bottom lip, pulling a moan from me. Thrusting into me harder, he adds, “Say it.”
I gasp, the tension almost too much to bear. “No one else.”
Jackson kisses me, and it’s surprisingly tender. Gripping me tighter, he pounds into me deeper. With every hit, my eyes cross more. “Only me.”
Squeezing around him, my nails dig into the back of his neck. I bring my mouth to his ear, my teeth nipping. “Only you,” I breathe, and my second orgasm tears through me at the same time Jackson curses and stiffens, pouring into me. The feeling of him coming inside me, warm and wet, has my head spinning. My teeth drag along his jaw. I nip at his bottom lip. My hands are in his hair. All while he stays inside me, letting me soak up every last drop.
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Margot is quick to dress when we’re done, so I follow her lead. It’s probably for the best. We have no idea when Matt and Rae will be back, and there’d be some explaining to do if they walked in on the two of us naked.
But God, do I love seeing Margot naked.
This isn’t how hooking up with a girl usually goes for me. They’re usually the ones who want more, and I’m the one keeping them at arm’s length. That’s not the case with Margot. I know this can only be sex. Starting anything more would be stupid, but if I didn’t have that to consider? If I wasn’t about to go on my first tour?
I think I’d want to be with her.
The realization leaves an unfamiliar ache in my chest as I look down at her. I’m sitting on her bed with my back against the wall as she rests her head in my lap. She’s talking about one of her classes, and she’s so animated as she looks up at the ceiling and rambles, her eyes jumping to meet mine every few seconds.
She’s adorable.
I’m tempted to brush her cheek with my fingertips, but every time I move to show affection outside of sex, she tenses and finds a way to shift away from me.
This doesn’t change anything.
Maybe it’s a good thing I’m leaving. I have no business falling for a girl who doesn’t want me. If I stayed across the hall from her all year, I’d only dig myself a deeper grave for the day she finds a guy who wants something real and long-term. I’m sure she’ll have no trouble finding him. There are plenty of guys on campus who would jump at the chance to be with her.
“Are you coming to my gig tomorrow night?” I ask, absent-mindedly brushing a strand of hair away from her forehead before I can stop myself.
She sits up, making it abundantly clear she doesn’t want that from me, and I mentally kick myself for forgetting what I was literally just thinking about.
“I don’t know,” she says. “If Rae and Matt go, I’ll probably be there.”
