Page 39 of Letting You Go


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“It’s okay. I was ready, so I thought I’d just come up here and keep you company. May I come in?” He said, leaning against the door frame, reaching out and gently tugging on my towel.

I stepped to the side and let him in, shutting the door behind him. “Now if you’ll excuse me.”

His eyes followed me as I walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I looked at myself in the mirror, my cheeks red with embarrassment.

With my makeup and hair done, I once again stepped out of the bathroom, still wrapped in my towel, and met eyes with Jackson, who sat over on the chair in my room. He looked relaxed and intently watched me as I grabbed my clothes from the bed.

“You don’t need to go into the bathroom. It’s not like I didn’t see everything last night.” He said, giving me a sexy smile.

I shook my head and almost melted on the spot as his eyes met mine. The hint of playfulness in his eyes told me that if I changed in front of him, we’d never get to brunch on time. We also wouldn’t beat Cara and Ryan, and that was what I needed to do to pull this off.

I grabbed my stuff and was just about to the bathroom when I felt the towel I’d had wrapped around me slip. I jerked around and came face to face with Jackson, who stood before me, his hands now resting on my bare hip. His look was so intense, his touch was so soft, I could already feel my arousal. He didn’t give me a chance. Almost immediately, his lips were on mine.

I dropped the clothes I held in my hand and wrapped my arms around his neck, his tongue washing through my mouth. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me harder while his other hand found its way into my thick hair.

My body betrayed me as I felt my arousal growing stronger and a soft moan escaped my lips as his lips pressed against mine, harder this time. I rested my hands on his chest, my fingers finding the buttons on his shirt. He let me go and tugged at his shirt, pulling it out of his pants, while I shoved his shirt off his broad strong shoulders, then I moved to his belt.

A couple of tugs, and one swift movement from him and his pants were on the ground. He stepped out of them, picked me up and carried me over to my bed, laying me down. He kissed the top of my breasts, then his mouth found my hardened nipple. Sucking the one into his mouth, while I cupped his balls, and ran my hand over his hard cock.

“God, I’ve wanted you for so long.” He mumbled, going back and forth between my nipples, sucking them into his mouth just hard enough to feel him in the pit of my stomach. I bit my bottom lip and ran my hand up his bicep to his shoulder, everything in me telling me I should stop him. I was about to say his name when he reached between my legs and ran his finger through my slick, throbbing center.

He dropped to his knees, his hands traveling to my hips, while he kissed the inside of each thigh. The stubble on his face tickled against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs. He took the skin of my thighs between his teeth, giving me a soft love bite right before connecting his tongue to my center.

One lick, one strong lick over that little bundle of nerves, and I was ready to hit the roof. I let out a loud moan as he continued his glorious torture.

“God, Jackson…” I hissed, letting my head fall back while I arched my back off the bed as he continued delivering firm licks over the swollen bundle of nerves.

He dug his fingers into my hips and sucked me into his mouth, his tongue now circling me. I bit my bottom lip to keep from screaming as my orgasm built.

“Don’t keep quiet for me. I want to hear you.” He whispered, before he lowered his mouth back to my center.

My eyes closed tight, my back arched off the bed. I slipped my fingers into his thick hair and let out a loud moan that filled the room. “Jackson…please…”

He didn’t let up, instead keeping one hand on my hip, I felt him press two fingers at my opening, sliding them inside of me just enough that I knew he was there. A few minutes of him tracing around my opening, he slipped his fingers deep inside of me, his tongue dancing over my clit, only this time he wasn’t stopping. He picked up the pace and soon I was writhing on the bed screaming his name.

I’d barely had a moment to come down when I felt him flip me on the bed and pull me up onto my knees. He gripped my shoulder, pushing me down onto the bed, and slid his hard cock deep inside of me. I was so tight and felt so full as he thrust into me.

“God Bailey. You feel so amazing.” He hissed, as he pounded into me at a quick fast pace.

I fisted the sheets and closed my eyes tight while I allowed myself to feel every inch of him. I reached down and cupped his already tight balls, cradling them. He’d always loved it when I did that and the second my hand connected with him, his breathing changed. A few seconds later, his body tight as he gave the last few thrusts, before letting his release take over his body.

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I pressed the button for the elevator and stood back, fidgeting with my small clutch purse as I looked at my watch.

“Bailey, relax.” Jackson said quietly while watching me.

“I can’t. We are late.”

“So what? We’re late. Big deal. So everyone has to wait a few minutes longer to eat.”

“It matters, Jackson. I spoke to Cara over an hour ago. I told her I would be up shortly.”

Jackson let out a breath and stepped over to me, wrapping his arm around my waist. “Relax.” He whispered, his breath tickling my neck as his lips danced over my skin. “You’re plans…they changed.” He said, rubbing his nose along the column of my neck, taking in the scent of my perfume.

“Stop. This is the exact actions that got us to this point.”

“So what?” He whispered, wrapping his arms around the front of my body, resting them on my stomach, his fingers dancing lightly over my bare skin. “A little trouble is good for everyone.” He said, nipping my earlobe.

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