Page 82 of Eyes of the Grave


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“I could spend the rest of my life worshiping you.”

“Then worship me,” I said, hooking my fingers into the waistband of his pants. “I don’t care where. All I want is you.”

His eyes flashed bright gold and he grabbed me roughly by the back of the neck, pulling me flush with his chest. “If I kiss you now, that’s it. The frenzy will be too much. I won’t be able to stop.”

“Then kiss me.”

His hand spread across my chest, and he pushed me back until I laid flat against the table. I lifted my hips and he peeled my shorts down my legs, dragging my underwear away, too. The tabletop felt cold for an instant and then his warmth flooded back in as he slid his broad hand down my right leg. I propped myself up on my elbows, and he crouched, lifting my foot to his lips.

He pressed a kiss to the arch, and then my ankle. He kissed my calf, and then the inside of my knee. His lips left a cascading wildfire in their wake. Every inch of my body felt alive and electric.

Switching legs, he repeated the same path, and then slowly, never breaking eye contact, he guided my knees apart.

Magic and desire danced beneath my skin. I knew what was coming even as my eyes rolled back, and the wet trail of his tongue on my thighs sent shivers down my spine.

I groaned. “Jaaaack.”

“Say it again,” he growled, nipping the soft skin he’d just kissed. “Say my name.”

“Jack,” I whimpered. “Jackson, please.”

I felt him smile, and then he was there at the apex of my thighs. Sucking and licking at my clit with an expert touch. A torrent of spiraling ecstasy exploded through my system. My arms gave out, and I fell back in a haze. The edges of the world turned smoky. My muscles tensed and contracted, building towards a release.

Jackson slipped two fingers inside me, and I threw my hands over my head, knocking a stack of books to the ground. His name tumbled like a mantra from my lips.Jackson, Jackson, Jack,over and over again until the release hit like a bomb exploding through my soul. My back arched and I cried out, riding the waves of euphoria.

Jackson’s touch disappeared abruptly, and I pushed myself up on shaking arms. He slipped his hands in the waistband of his sweats and pushed them to the floor.

The sight of him made my bones ache. He wasn’t a Greek God with expertly chiseled muscles or a Mediterranean tan. His muscles were lean, designed for strength and speed. He radiated warmth. Jackson Sinclair was made of raw power.

Crooking my finger at him, I smiled. “Come here.”

“Why should I?” he chuckled. “The view from here is pretty spectacular.”

I rolled my eyes. “Tease. I thought the frenzy was too much for you to stop.”

“Oh, I’m not done with you. Not by a long shot.” He charged forward and dove his fingers into my hair with a tender grip. His lips crashing onto mine, devouring my mouth. His kiss hurt, but in a good way. It was the kind of hurt that made you crave the pleasure it could bring.

Clawing at his arms, I felt a faint string of magic lurking at the tips of my fingers. A spell my body wanted me to cast, despite the cuff.I twisted my wrist behind Jackson’s back and the stray bit of magic rolled off my skin. Light flickered at the corner of my eye and then Jackson fell, taking me with him.

We tumbled through a teleportation rift and half a second later collapsed in a heap on our bed upstairs. Jackson’s hands tightened on my hips, and I steadied myself on his chest.

His eyes were wide in delighted surprise. “How did you do that? I thought that was suppressing your magic.”

“I had just enough to get us here.” I nipped at his lower lip and slid a hand down his chest between us.

He caught my wrist before I could touch any sensitive skin. “You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?”

“It’s part of my charm,” I chuckled, trailing the tip of my tongue through his stubble. He turned, trying to get me back to his lips, but I dodged his kiss and gently scraped my teeth over his shoulder.

“Oh, we’re biting now?” he growled.

“You started it.”

His hips bucked upward, throwing me sideways and in one fluid movement, I was pinned beneath him. “Promise me something.”

“Anything.”

He nuzzled my neck. “Promise me this is forever. That we won’t go back to the hell that was this last year. Promise me this is real. Forever and always.”

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