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They were my favorite flower. My fists clench at my sides the longer I stare at them as if it’s the flowers’ fault. I can’t stand them sitting there any longer.
I stalk towards them, pick up the vase, and throw it across the room as hard as I can, screaming out as the vase shatters and dead flowers go everywhere, along with the now shattered vase.
The kitchen chairs are all sitting perfectly around the table, cleaned off as if nothing happened. Fuck those chairs. I walk forward and grab a chair, flinging it into the wall as hard as I can.
Then I do the same to the rest. After the fourth chair, I feel my knees go weak, but before I can hit the ground, muscular arms wrap around me. His voice is my undoing.
“I’ve got you, angel.”
Jackson lowers us to the ground, holding me in his arms.Why am I like this?I want to heal and be better. I need—I need a distraction. I need new.
I turn in his arms, straddling his strong, thick thighs.
I lean in and kiss him hard, taking him by surprise. He kisses me back before pulling away and holding my face in his hands, searching my eyes while wiping away stray tears. “Presley?”
“I need you.” I kiss him again. “I need you to take it all away.”Kiss. “Give me something new to think of when I come in here.”Kiss. “Please, Jackson.”
He makes a sound at the back of his throat as his hands roam down my back and squeeze my ass. “Presley, I need you to be sure. I don’t want to take advantage of you. And if we do this, you are mine. There is no getting away.”
I grab his face between my tiny hands. “I think I might be crazy because that sounds fucking amazing.” I kiss him again, moving down to his jaw and around to his ear. “Fuck me, Jackson.”
I lick his earlobe, and he loses his control. Flipping us so I am on my back on the floor, and he is hovering over me, settling himself between my thighs. He kisses me possessively, his tongue exploring my mouth, intertwining with mine, causing me to groan.
He pulls away and moves to my jaw, working his way down slowly, peppering me with kisses.
I whine, “Jackson.”
“Yes, angel?” he says in between kisses.
“More.” I buck my hips, trying to feel him, but he’s quicker than me and pulls away. He tsks. “Nuh uh. You’re not in control anymore, angel.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “I asked you to fuck me. Not tease me.” Some irrational part of me is getting angry at him.
He laughs as he sits back on his knees. I try to move with him, starting to sit up, but with one hand on my chest, he pushes me back down so I’m flat on my back with him resting between my thighs.
“You want to use me.” I go to open my mouth to say no as shame washes over me, but he shakes his head. “You want me to take away those memories. You want me to show you something better. I’m not mad. I’m fucking happy you want me to do that for you. You trust me enough. So extend that trust. I’ll make you forget. I’ll make you cum so hard you won’t even remember where you are. You’ll cum for me over and over until I decide you’re ready for my cock. And then you’ll cum again. All over my cock. I want to be covered in your juices.”
As he speaks, his hands roam at a slow, torturous pace all over my body. I moan at his words. A sharp slap hits my right boob, and before I can react, a second one hits my left. Not enough to hurt, but enough to make me gasp.
“Tell me you trust me.”
“I trust you,” I say without hesitation.
He hums. “Good girl.”
Oh fuck. Those words. Ben never said those. Ever.Don’t think about Ben, Presley.A tear falls down my tear-stained cheek, but I quickly wipe it away before Jackson can see. I don’t want this to stop. I need this. I needhim.
Jackson slowly pushes my shirt up and gestures for me to sit up. I do, and he takes it off of me. I don’t have a bra on since I just came from the hospital, so my boobs are now on full display. He pushes me back down and dips his head, immediately sucking my nipple into his hot mouth.
I arch my back, moaning, feeling myself soaking my panties. He works his way down, kissing, sucking, and biting everywhere. Making my body vibrate with need. He works my pants and panties off before lifting my right leg and kissing up it so fucking slowly. He then switches to my other leg and repeats it. Driving me insane. I squirm, wanting him to hurry up and give me what I want.
He must sense that, because he stops and smirks at me.
“Jackson,” I growl, my clit throbbing with need. God, how long has it been since someone ravished my body?Never, Presley, never.
“Yes, angel? Did you need something?” Amusement is clear in his voice.
“You know what I need,” I say, thrusting my hips slightly.
