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Jackson withdrew from my grip and grabbed both my arms, lifting me from the floor and onto him like I weighed nothing. He kissed me, harder than before, drifting his hands down my arms to constrain my wrists behind my back. Lightly, so I could break away if I wanted, but showing me his intent. That he was owning this.
“I can’t watch ye suck my dick without wanting to come in thirty fucking seconds,” he said, pressing his lips to my cheek. My throat.
I bared my neck to him, fresh pleasure driving out from the touch of his mouth to my pulse point.
Braced over him, I lost myself for a long moment with his kisses hot on my neck.
“I want to make you come,” I whispered.
“There’s no chance ye couldnae,” he said in return, close to my skin. His words quiet but carrying weight. “What I don’t get is why ye picked me.”
Surprise caught me. Surely he knew how drop-dead gorgeous he was. There was no way women didn’t tell him.
I freed my wrist and palmed his face. His stubble scratched my fingers. Earlier, it had grazed my inner thighs. I waited for a beat until his gaze rose to mine, then kissed him.
Each time we’d kissed had been different from the last. This one carried new emotion. Passionate. Hot. Open-mouthed and wet.
Trapped between us, his dick fitted between my thighs. I took hold of it and jerked him. Jackson broke the kiss and dropped his head back.
All the encouragement I needed.
I slid off him and knelt between his thighs again, getting my tongue back on him and discovering a new, salty taste. In small degrees, this man was revealing himself to me. Not just the competent, smart bodyguard, and the loyal friend, but someone with sensitivities and worries of his own.
Jackson had depths.
I was going to blow him to discover them.
Gripping him, I encased him in my mouth once more, instantly moving. I curled my tongue around him and sucked, building up the pressure. Jackson gasped then urged me on, his hand taking hold of my loose hair.
He was so swollen and hot. His dick stretched my lips the further down I got.
I peered up to find him staring, the fiercest expression on his face. God, that was erotic. It branded an image in my head I’d use when in alone time with just my hands and a vibrator.
It spurred me on. I picked up the pace, adding pressure.
His dick pulsed again. He bucked his hips.
“Fuck. Ariel. I’m going to come. Pull away if ye don’t want it in your throat.”
No chance I was getting off him.
I’d started this thing and would see it to the end.
Jackson came with a broken cry. A rush of cum coated my tongue, and I swallowed, losing my rhythm. He gripped my head to hold me still, jerking through the last of his orgasm.
Holy hell.
Warmth pooled between my legs.
I’d never experienced anything sosignificant. So huge as giving pleasure this way. It felt like such a gift to be shared with another person.
In a matter of hours, I’d advanced my sexual knowledge massively. I’d gone from thinking about it to doing it, or having it done to me. I wanted more. Needed to burn through my list and have the time of my life doing it.
Happily, I sat back and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
But Jackson’s expression when he centred his gaze on me was anything but relieved. Some emotion held him that I didn’t quite understand. Confusion? Regret? I shuffled back, and he reached for his clothes with hurried movements.
He was still hard when he buttoned his jeans.
