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I slide off the mattress and circle the bed to kneel on the floor behind Jack. He lifts his head and strains to watch as I loosen the ties around his ankles.
When I free his legs, he rolls over and tries to sit up, slipping one foot over the edge of the bed.
He stills when I place my hand on his chest.
“I—um—I—” I lower my eyes as I flex my fingers against his chest, then nibble at my lower lip when I fail to find the words.
Jack scans my face as I shift my gaze to his eyes, then drop them away again. “It’s okay, Jessa. Anything you need.”
I inhale, then speak in a whisper. “I need you.”
He doesn’t answer me. He just sits still until I look him in the eyes, and when I do, he nods, urging me to move at my own pace.
I glide my fingers over his skin, and his composure cracks when I reach the base of his neck and thread my fingers into his hair.
This time, when I lean in to kiss him, he moves slow. His soft lips open for me, and he yields, allowing me access.
When I move to untie his arms from behind his back, he tugs at his hands a couple of times and releases himself. He was always able to get out, yet he stayed bound for me.
He rests his hands on the bed as I create space between us so I can unfasten his pants. He stays focused on me as I pull them down and off, freeing him, then remove the shorts he let me wear.
My shirt still covers me, and I know I could stay like this, but I pull it over my head and drop it to the floor. I want him to see all of me.
My chest tightens as his gaze roams over my body, and I close the distance between us, returning my palm to his chest and pushing him back onto the bed as I climb up and straddle his hips.
“I love you, Jack.”
The corners of my eyes sting as they fill with tears.
Then one falls, breaking our moment.
Jack sits up to meet me. He wraps his arms around my back and covers my scars as he pulls me into him, claiming me in a kiss that he deepens until his teeth grind into my own.
“I love you, Jessa.”
I don’t know why hearing that makes me sad, and more tears roll over my cheeks.
I adjust my hips, desperate to have him inside of me. When I wrap my fingers around his length and angle him toward me, he slides his fingers into my hair at the base of my skull and waits for me to relax. Then he tightens his grip, and my body goes slack for him as he slides me over him.
We move together, much slower than the last time, as though we’re committing every single nuance to memory, and I never want to be anywhere else.
Slipping his hand between us, he glides his fingers through my folds, drawing a moan from me as my spine straightens and I tip my head back.
“That’s it, Jessa. I’m here.”
He rubs his hands over my back, and for the first time, I don’t flinch when it becomes obvious he’s found the slight ridges of scar tissue. Instead, I roll my hips and lean into him. Our lips crash into each other again, and our movements become frantic as my orgasm approaches.
Jack follows my lead. He pushes me over the edge when he pinches my clit and rubs, sending me soaring. When I tip my head back to come, he tightens his hold, angling my face to his, and he watches me as I break apart for him.
Then he rolls us over until he’s on top and pushes into me at a deeper angle. When I recover and look into his eyes, I find hesitation. He’s still worried he’s going to hurt me.
“Please. I need you.”
Jack’s dominance returns, and he slides all of the way in. I dig my fingertips into his back as he builds to a punishing pace, hurtling me toward a second orgasm.
Mine hits me at the same time Jack’s hits him, and we writhe against each other in a desperate attempt to crash into oblivion as one. The orgasm obliterates me. It tears me apart and puts me back together in the same breath.
It isn’t until Jack kisses my cheek that I realize I’m crying.
