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He wants it too. He fucks my mouth with little restraint. I love having him like this, out of control and desperate.
“Wildcat…”
Intense heat throbs between my legs at the nickname. I suck him harder and the sound he makes is completely carnal.
“I’m going to come…wildcat…fuck.”
He releases on a loud groan as I take him all in, swallowing everything he has until he pulls me away. He lifts me up, kissing me. “That was so damn sexy.”
“And we’ve only been here ten minutes.”
He chuckles. “Don’t worry, my little assassin. We have all night.”
* * *
We spend the next half hour being voyeurs to the orgy in the ballroom. We’ve watched people take each other against our mirror, people switch partners and almost anything else imaginable. Then we see the panels from the room next to ours open. It slowly reveals three people, two women and one man. People flock to their room and we watch as the threesome starts. One woman goes down on the other as the guy fucks her from behind. They put on their speakers too so we can hear every dirty thing they say and do. It’s intense. And incredibly arousing. Once they all find their satisfaction, the panels close.
“I want to open the panels.”
Jackson jerks his gaze to me. He doesn’t say anything, but there’s hesitation in his gaze.
“They need to see us.”
I can tell he’s seriously considering my words. “Do they need to see us, or do you want them to?”
I look out. “Ineedto do this. For Camilla.”
His mouth flattens and he stands and moves away from me. His hand moving through his hair as he stares out at the exhibitionists. Then he takes his mask off and looks at me. “No.”
His answer surprises me. I’m not sure why though, he told me he would always be the bodyguard first. If he was going to only treat me as a job, why bring me here?
The word hangs between us as he moves back to me and takes my mask off. He squats until we’re eye to eye. “I can’t do this with you unless it’s about more than Camilla. It has to be somethingyouwant. Something you’re comfortable with. Not to prove yourself for this role. Not to prove to all the haters and trolls out there that you’re what they’re saying about you. This has to be about you. Aboutyourdesires and wants.”
This man. Maybe protecting me is a priority for him, but I don’t think he realizes how much freedom he’s given me.
I take his face in my hands and lean in and give his lips a light kiss. “I want this. I want it because the thought of it turns me on. Because I’ve spent too many years being afraid to be myself. But more than that, I want this because it’s with you. Because I trust you to keep me safe. I trust you to fulfill this fantasy with me, to make it wonderful and good. I trust you because I know you understand why I want, no, why Ineedto do this. That you don’t judge me or think less of me.”
“Never.”
“But I only want it if you feel the same. If you’ll trust me to keep you safe too. If you trust me enough to share this fantasy with me, to want it too. I’m not going to ask you to do something you don’t want to.”
He sits back on the bed and pulls me into his lap. “I do. I want this with you.” He kisses me then his arresting green eyes meet mine. “Only you.”
The fervent note in his voice breaks the last thread of hesitation I have of going all in with him. I want this man in my life and never want to let him go.
“Only you,” I repeat and those beautiful eyes darken. His fingers dig into my hips possessively and I love it.
Yes, I’m yours.
“Tell me your fantasy.” His voice is deep, dark, and promising.
“I want them to watch you go down on me.”
He inhales sharply, but his nostrils flare in interest. His tight grip runs up from my hips up my back to my neck. He nips at my bottom lip. “Yes, wildcat.”
We lock gazes, our agreement sealed. I take the remote and set the lights to red and dim it down until the room is in more shadows than light then press the dimmer so the lights strobe.
“I want to press my hands on the glass while you’re under my dress.”
