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“The only person I’ll be dating is you, Hailey.” He licks his lips, and I tilt my head back, the anticipation of a kiss making me tremble.
But just before his mouth meets mine, Cam’s voice comes from the other side of the bedroom door, and we freeze. “Guys? Are you going to come watch the movie with me?”
I smile as Jackson lets out a low groan, pressing his forehead against mine.
“Later,” I whisper, stepping away from him. “We’ve waited ten long years for this moment. I think we can wait a few more hours. Right, big boy?” I teasingly slide my hand down the front of his jeans, lightly gripping his hard dick through his pants.
“You’re an evil woman, Hailey Walker.”
“I never said I wasn’t.” I give him a playful wink before grabbing my shirt off the floor.
We leave the bedroom, plopping down on the couch and sandwiching Cam between us. I keep stealing glances at Jackson as we watchChristmas Vacation, and I can feel his eyes on me too. We eat snacks as we hang out and laugh at the movie. When it’s over, Cam asks to watchElf.Neither of us has the heart to tell that adorable kid no, so that’s what we do.
The movie’s almost over when I realize Cam’s head is on Jackson’s shoulder, and she’s fallen asleep. The sight gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling in the center of my chest. He might not be her biological father, but the man is a great dad, making me feel much more guilty for jumping to the worst conclusion.
“You know, it’s pretty late,” I say, turning off the TV. “Why don’t you guys stay the night? I have a guest bedroom where you can take Cam.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to impose.”
I reach out to take his hand, giving it a squeeze. “I’m sure.”
Jackson carefully scoops Cam into his arms without waking her up and carries her to my guest room. I pull back the covers on the bed, and he tucks her in, looking down lovingly at his precious little girl. She wasn’t his responsibility, but he stepped up and made her his priority anyway.
He’s a good man. Soon to be my man, hopefully.
We leave the guest room, cracking the door open so the hall light spills in, just in case she wakes up in the middle of the night.
“I’ll sleep on the couch,” Jackson says softly.
I take his hand in both of mine. “You could. And we could probably take things slow, get to know each other again, and spend time catching up on the last ten years. But honestly… I don’t want to do that. I wantyou. I’ve always wanted you, Jackson. And I’m done waiting.”
He pulls me in close until my body is flush against his larger frame. His big hands grip around my waist. “Then you’re going to have me.”
He lowers his head and finally kisses me.
Eight
JACKSON
Hailey leads me into her bedroom, closing the door behind us. Ten years of desire and yearning bubble to the surface, and I can’t control myself a moment longer. We tear at each other’s clothing as we race for the bed, our lips locked together. My need for her consumes me, something that’s driven me crazy since the minute she showed up on set.
Tumbling onto the bed, I roll and pull her on top of me. Her legs slide to each side of my hips as she straddles my waist. My rock-hard dick presses into her legging-covered mound, and the friction is good but not nearly enough.
Hailey rises and yanks her shirt over her head. She tosses it aside, and I stare at the way her full, heavy breasts fill out her silky red bra. My cock throbs as I watch her remove that next.
Her dark nipples are stiff peaks that remind me of chocolate kisses, and I desperately need a taste. I sit up, holding on to her back, and take one of the sensitive buds into my mouth. She gasps, her hands grabbing at my head and gripping my hair as her nails lightly rake against my scalp. I take my time, lavishing her breasts, rubbing my face against them, and breathing in her warm cocoa butter scent.
“Jackson,” she whines, grinding herself along my cock. “I need more.”
And I’m happy to oblige. Flipping us over, I quickly remove her leggings and panties in one smooth motion, leaving her naked on the bedspread. My breath leaves me in a rush of air as I observe every inch of her perfect body. She’s even more gorgeous than I remember, with her curvy, hourglass figure and smooth, mahogany skin. She doesn’t shy away from my gaze, stretching out with her arms over her head and her back arched. She bites her lower lip and looks up at me with an unrestrained desire in her eyes.
I love her confidence. But more importantly, I love that she feels safe and trusts me with her body.
I begin to undress when it occurs to me that I don’t have protection. I pause after removing my shoes and jeans. “Please tell me you have condoms.”
“There’s a box in the nightstand,” Hailey says, her voice deeper than usual as she views the expanse of my chest and abs.
I remain frozen in place as I lift my eyebrow in silent question.Why do you have a box of condoms in your nightstand, Hailey?
