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His hands gripped my ass as he pounded into the back of me, his cock feeling even deeper than before. I held on to the leather, my hands growing sweaty as he rammed his body into the back of mine. I tilted my head back, my hair spilling free from my hair tie and falling down my back.
He loosened one of his hands and fisted it, tugging gently as he continued to fuck me. It was everything I needed, my mind going hazy with pleasure. I felt my second orgasm coming on as his cock rubbed against my pussy in all the right ways, and I shut my eyes as it rolled over me. I shuddered with arousal and pleasure, all of it heightening as Jackson let out a powerful growl.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, releasing my hair and slapping my ass again. “It’s fucking heaven when you cum on me like that.”
I moaned in response, unable to say anything at all as I rode it out, feeling full with his cock lodged deep inside of me. He stilled while I finished, and then he pounded into me even harder.
“Jackson!” I cried out, my eyes watering from the lingering sensitivity from my orgasm. He replied with only a grunt, his body leaning into my back as he used his weight.
And just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled out quickly, releasing himself all over my backside with a guttural groan. He nearly collapsed on top of me, his fist landing on the black leather material beside me.
“Shit,” he panted. “I’ll get something to clean that up with. Sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I laughed, shaking my head and burying it into the material. I lay there on display while he hurriedly jumped up, the sound of his feet on the floor all I could hear.
I shouldn’t have done this.
But I had to admit…I felt…lighter. Maybe it was all the cryptic compliments. Or maybe, it was the fact that Jackson Whiss had given me a glimpse of something more tonight. It felt like he’d let me in for once.
And I liked that feeling.
A warm, damp sensation brought me out of my thoughts, and I smiled to myself as he ran the washcloth along my lower back, cleaning up the mess he’d made.
“Heat of the moment,” he said, clearing his throat like he was a little embarrassed. “Sorry.”
“Stop apologizing,” I said with a sigh, rolling onto my back once he finished. “You’re making a good thing weird.”
He cocked an eyebrow at me. “So you thought it was good then?”
“Don’t let it feed your ego.” I rolled my eyes, sitting up and reaching for my clothes. “But yeah, it was good.”
“We have phenomenal sex.” He shot me a wicked grin and a wink before picking up his clothes and pulling them on. However, once we were both dressed—Jackson grabbing my blouse from the entryway—something shifted.
“So…I didn’t show up to the classroom just to hang out,” he began, running his fingers along the black denim of his jeans. “There was more to it.”
I paused, sitting on the couch that he’d just fucked me on. “What do you mean?”
“Well…it’s just that…” His voice trailed off in a way that made my heart sink. “I don’t know if you’ve seen those pictures out there on the internet of us.”
I chewed the inside of my cheek, unsure of where this was going. “I don’t think I follow you…they’re just stupid pictures.”
“Yeah, but see, the public is starting to make assumptions—and we do have some real chemistry.”
“What assumptions?” I folded my arms across my chest, fighting with the glimmer of hope in my chest. Is he going to ask me out or something?
“You know what assumptions,” he snorted, the old, annoying Jackson suddenly appearing again. “They think you and I are…together.”
“Um, okay. Well, tons of rumors float around, so I don’t see how this is surprising. I’ve seen plenty of dating rumors before. I don’t understand.”
“Yeah, but it’s turning out to be good publicity.”
Good publicity. Oh my god.
“What are you trying to get at, Jackson?” I demanded, swallowing the lump forming in my throat. “Just say whatever it is that you want to say.”
“My PR team wants you to be my fake fiancée.”
WAIT. WHAT?
