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His other hand slides from my hip to right under my belly button and he presses me harder back into him, letting me feel the evidence of his arousal.
“Hurry the fuck up, or I’m lifting this dress and burying my cock inside you for anyone walking down the hall to see.” He rubs himself harder into my ass to punctuate his point.
My fingers finally brush the card, and I pull it out of my purse with a triumphant exhale.
Waving it over the reader, the door unlocks, and we practically fall into the room. Jackson slams the door behind us with a kick, his hands never once leaving my body, almost as if he’s afraid if they do, I’ll disappear.Not a chance. I’m so damn tired of fighting this. This man has shown me time and time again on this trip and even before, if I’m being honest with myself, that he has my back. He may have hoped to get me in bed on this trip, but I was adamant it wouldn’t happen. But he still came. He still showed up when I needed him. I can’t say that about many people in my life. I’ve realized the trust issues I’ve had toward him are just that, mine. He’s done nothing but show me that he isn’t going anywhere. Maybe I should finally stop expecting the worst from him. With the way I feel when his lips are on my body, I simply can’t think of a reason not to.
Spinning me in his arms to face him, he pulls my hair into a low ponytail and yanks my head back so I’m looking him in the eye.
“I want you so fucking bad, Abigail. Being so close to you and not being able to touch you has been torture. Tell me you’re ready to put us both out of our misery.” He nips my lip as I slip off his jacket. His hand drops from my hair so I can finish taking his jacket off and I throw it on the small sofa.
“This clear enough for you?” I smile up at him as I begin to unbutton his white shirt, exposing the bronze skin of his chest down to the happy trail disappearing in his pants.
He wastes no time unclasping the dress from around my neck and slowly bringing the zipper down, trailing his finger along my exposed skin.
The dress pools at my feet and I’m left in front of him in nothing but my strapless bra and sheer panties.
“You’re a dream. Fuck, if I had known this is what you had on underneath, I don’t think we would have made it to dinner.” His eyes drink me in as I step out of the dress. Bending at the waist to undo the clasps of my shoes, he stops me.
“Not so fast.” He grabs me by the waist and lifts me. My legs wrap around his hips as he attacks my mouth with his, our tongues dueling in wet, desperate kisses. Holding me up under my ass, he carries us to the bed and sets me gently on the edge, kneeling before me. His hands grasp the thin material on each side of my hip as he slowly pulls my panties down my legs, exposing my wet center.
Grabbing my ankles, he throws them over his shoulders with my shoes still on. He’s at perfect eye level with my pussy, but instead of looking there, he looks me straight in the eye and trails his tongue along my seam.
“You taste fucking amazing,” he growls as he buries his head between my thighs and eats at me ferociously, moaning as he sucks my clit into his mouth. The sensations are overwhelming me, and I throw myself back on the mattress, arching my back as I let out a long moan.
“Fuck, Jackson, that mouth of yours should be illegal.”
He chuckles as he enters two fingers into my sopping-wet channel, pumping in and out before turning them inside me and running them tantalizingly along my G-spot.
“Holy shit, I’m about to come,” I gasp, surprised he was able to bring me here so quickly.
He lifts his head from between my thighs but keeps pumping his fingers in and out, rubbing my favorite spot only he seems to find so easily.
“Give it to me, Red. I want to taste your pleasure.” His mouth returns to my clit as he licks it in fast circles first, then changing the motion to up and down and side to side, never letting up on the delicious assault.
The sensations are so fucking amazing I almost wish I wasn’t so close, but his talented tongue and fingers refuse to let me hold back my orgasm. I come undone, back bowing of the bed as my fingers twist in the sheets, screaming out his name. The quick, torturous licks of his tongue don’t stop until he’s wrung every last shudder from my body.
Jackson sits back on his haunches and lifts his head, a self-satisfied smirk on his face. Under normal circumstances, the look would probably annoy the hell out of me, but I can’t be mad right now. He has every reason to be proud of himself after that performance.
“I could watch you come every day and never tire of the look you have on your face right now.” He slowly prowls up my body, taking small nips along my fevered skin before he reaches my mouth and kisses me senseless. Tasting myself on his tongue reawakens the bundle of nerves he so thoroughly satisfied moments ago.
“I may let you,” I purr into his mouth, fingers running over the smooth planes of his muscular back.
“You’re so damn agreeable when you’ve just come. Maybe I should give you orgasms every day.” He chuckles as he trails his lips to my neck, gently biting the soft flesh beneath my ear.
“Splendid idea. Let’s see how much more agreeable you can make me tonight.” I smile as I finish removing the shirt from his body, throwing it over his shoulder, not caring where it lands. He stands and grabs his wallet from his pocket, throwing it next to me before he removes his pants, his hard cock barely contained by his black boxer briefs. I grab it and take out the two condoms he has stashed in there.
“Please tell me you brought more than these.” I look at him and raise an eyebrow, waiting for his answer.
The look on his face is sheepish as he rubs the back of his neck, suddenly seeming uncomfortable.
“I have a box in my bag. I didn’t want to presume, but I wanted to be prepared. You know, just in case.” His cautious optimism is adorable and unexpected.
“Good thing one of us was thinking ahead.” Leaning forward, I tug down the waistband of his boxer briefs to allow his cock to spring out. We have yet to become properly acquainted, this gloriously thick cock and I. Running my tongue around the head tentatively pulls a hiss from Jackson.Oh, he likes that, does he?I drop to my knees and slip his boxers farther down his legs so I can have access to his balls, taking one in my mouth while I fist his hard length and jack him.
“Fuuuck,”Jackson moans, his hands coming to my hair, loosely pulling it away from my face. “Goddamn Abigail, that feels so fucking good. Put me in your mouth.”
Pulling away from him but never letting go of his hard length, I look up at him with a quirk of my lips. “Say please.” I arch my eyebrow as he looks down at me with pleading eyes. I may be the one on my knees, but I know I hold all the power.
