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And he meant to goddamn have her.
Droppinghis hands low to palm her ass, Jackson lifted her from the stool. He made his way to the darkened shadows of his bedroom, but as soon as he crossed the threshold with Carly in his arms, he fought the urge to undress her as fast as possible, willing himself to slow down instead.
“Close your eyes,” Jackson said. He itched to touch her, to slide his tongue across the hollow of her collarbone, dig deep into the heat between her thighs, but instead he tamped his urgency down to lay her carefully on his rumpled bed. Carly’s eyes, wide and glittery in the moonlight spilling in through the cracked-open blinds, found his.
“What?”
Jackson braced himself on his forearms, holding steady right over the curve of her ear. “Close your eyes, Carly.”
Surprise flooded through him, followed by a quick pulse of heat as Carly’s eyes drifted closed. He slanted his lips over hers just once before dipping into the skin on her neck, that soft spot behind her ear that made her arch up off the bed, the angle of her jaw. Jackson tested and tasted, taking his time in some places, moving faster in others. He undressed her as he went, her shirt, her lacy bra, her jeans all sliding from her body to the floor as he explored first with his hands, then his mouth. His cock was rock hard against his fly, throbbing with each of her moans in response, and finally, he kissed a path from one nipple back over her chest, bringing their bodies flush from mouth to chest to hips.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, sliding a kiss over her lips.
Carly kissed him back, her hair wild on the sheets. “You make me feel beautiful,” she whispered softly, thrusting against him. The barrier of his jeans and the cotton, hip-hugging panties she wore made him want to tear both garments to shreds. Carly thrust again, then again, and all of Jackson’s determination to go slow disappeared in a snap. Pushed by the need to bury his cock all the way inside of her, he undressed in fast movements, not stopping until his clothes had all hit the floor.
“Jackson, I’ve been dying to fuck you all day. Please.” She dug her fingers into his shoulders, pulling him close. He slid the panties from her hips in one smooth tug and took a condom from the nightstand drawer before returning to his bed. He knew he should wait, bring her right up to the edge with his hands then push her over with his mouth, but he couldn’t. The dark, hot need to be inside of her was so overwhelming, he couldn’t ignore it.
But Carly wanted the same thing. Reaching between them, she wrapped her fist around his cock and started to stroke. Her grip provided the perfect pressure, and he thrust to meet each upward glide of her hand.
“So…fucking good.” He bit out each word, nearly losing his mind with each stroke.
“Mmm.” She slipped the condom from his fingers with her free hand, her movements becoming more purposeful with the other. “Tell me again.”
Christ, right now, he’d tell heranything. “You feel so fucking good working my cock with your hand.”
She widened her knees, guiding the head of his cock over her want-slick pussy, and just the tease made Jackson grunt in pleasure. “But you want more.”
“I want more,” he gritted out, pushing an inch inside.
Now Carly let out a gasp. “I want it, too.”
It was all Jackson needed. He filled her pussy in one hard thrust. Sensation slammed into him—tight, hot, wet, everything—and for a minute, he couldn’t even breathe, let alone move.
But then Carly moved. Letting her hands fall to his hips, she began to rock beneath him, slowly at first, then faster. He thrust back, sliding his cock out just a little each time before returning home. Her breathy sighs became sharper, rough-edged cries as they moved. Jackson slid a hand into the slight space between their hips, circling her clit in tight, fast circles.
“Please.” Carly’s breath moved faster, arriving on short gasps. “Oh, God. Please make me come.”
Her pussy clenched, gripping his cock and sending a bolt of raw pleasure up Jackson’s spine. Keeping the pressure on her clit steady, he dug his knees into the mattress, using the leverage to fuck her in longer, hard strokes. Carly’s knees fell wide as she took him even deeper, one thrust, then one more before she came on a cry. Only when she had finished trembling did he let himself go, his orgasm rushing up from the base of his spine and tightening every one of his muscles before unraveling.
They lay together, still except for their sawing breath, in a tangle of bed sheets and shed clothing and total fucking bliss. Half-afraid he might crush her with his body weight, Jackson moved to Carly’s side and drew her in tight to his body, wanting to hold her close and not move until absolutely necessary.
“You’re unbelievable, you know that?” she murmured sleepily, and Jackson huffed a laugh into the wild spill of her curls as she nestled against the curve of his shoulder.
“You’re not so bad yourself.”
The crazy-intense sex, the quiet shadows, the sweet and sexy look on Carly’s face as she looked up at him—all of it came together and settled into his brain like it belonged there. The whole thing should’ve sent him into panic mode, but he was too happy with Carly in his arms to even think about letting her go.
“I guess we’re even, then.” She nipped his ear and snuggled against him tighter.
It doesn’t have to be serious. It could be just like this.
20
“Special de-liv-e-reeeeeeeeee.”
Sloane sing-songed her way across the cherry floorboards of the kitchen, depositing a FedEx envelope on top of the pile of paperwork Carly had amassed on one end of the breakfast bar. God, she really needed to carve out space for a desk. Three weeks’ worth of extensive research, highly detailed garden plans, and contractor estimates took up a lot more space than she’d thought they would.
She shuffled aside the latest copy of the project proposal in favor of the newest arrival. “Oooh, I’ve been waiting for this.” A flush of tingly excitement thrummed through Carly’s veins as she zipped the envelope open. “It’s the final plan that Jackson and Catherine and I put together with Owen Brooks.”
