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“Oh, Jackson,” I cried out, barely able to breathe. His body curved over mine as he laced a hand around me, lifting me up. My back pressed against his chest as he fucked me from behind, his lips attacking my neck. His hand palmed my breasts, and the angle put his cock in the right spot, building my pleasure with every thrust of his hips.
“Your pussy is so good, baby,” Jackson groaned into my ear. “You’re always so fucking good.”
I whimpered as he thrust into me harder, the smell of our sex filling the room along with the sound of his body thudding against mine. His breaths grew deeper and more labored as I neared the edge of my orgasm. My hands gripped the side of his torso, my nails digging into his flesh.
“I missed you so much,” he whispered, and even in the middle of the heated moment, my heart squeezed, my own emotions nearly drowning me. I couldn’t manage to get the words out before my body came down around him, my orgasm hitting me harder than ever before.
“Jackson!” I sobbed, unable to feel anything other than the explosive pleasure thrumming through me.
“Oh fuck, Lena,” he growled, his body nearly stilling as he followed suit, filling me with his own climax. “I can’t hold back when you do that,” he rasped, his breath hot on my neck.
I clung to him as I finished riding the wave, coming down with pants and heavy breaths. “Oh my god.”
“It’s always like that,” Jackson said softly. “There’s something so special about us. I’ve never felt this with anyone else.”
“Me, either,” I admitted, my eyes dropping to the bed. But I still have to tell him the truth.
I pulled away, taking deep breaths to steady my heart. “I need to talk to you about something.”
“What? Is something wrong?” He gave me a weird look as he threaded the T-shirt back up his casted arm. “You have a weird look on your face.” I sighed, choosing to get dressed before I went into the details. “Lena…” Jackson’s voice trailed off, full of concern. “Just tell me. Are you seeing someone else or something?”
I stopped buttoning my jeans to look up at him. “I haven’t seen anyone since you.”
“Well, you did have that one date,” he said, his expression difficult to read.
“Yeah, one. That’s it, Jackson. I haven’t been with anyone other than you.”
“Okay…” He sounded confused, and then shook his head. “Do you think I’ve been with someone?”
I hesitated, not having thought of that, but now that he mentioned it…
“I haven’t been with anyone other than you.” Jackson’s voice was firm—and I believed him, actually. “Is that what you’re wondering?”
I shook my head. “No, it’s just that…I—I’m…I’m pregnant.”
He froze. “You’re…”
Taking a deep breath, I went to my nightstand and pulled out the ultrasound picture. “Here, this one is yours.”
“Mine?” He hesitated as I held it out to him.
I fought back the tears. “Yes. The baby is yours. I just said I haven’t been with anyone else.”
“Baby out of a fucking fake relationship,” he grumbled, shaking his head.
I cringed, ripping my arm back and holding the ultrasound to my chest. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I demanded. “It might’ve been all fake to you, but it wasn’t to me. I fell in love with you.”
“Jeez.” He ran his hands over his face.
And that was not the reaction I’d expected. Hadn’t he just been telling me his feelings? That he wanted to be with me? Confusion and rejection funneled into my chest, and I could hardly breathe.
“Are you seriously not going to say anything?” My voice shook with emotion.
He shook his head. “I don’t know what to say right now. This is a lot. I just…I think I…”
I squeezed my eyes shut. “Then just go.”
“What?” His eyes burst into flames of frustration. “You’re telling me to go?”
