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“Horny,” she corrected him.
“Together.”
“Fine.” Ollie was being dramatic, but she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and nodded at Jackson. “On the count of one.”
“One.” And they both dropped their underwear at the same time.
Ollie whistled as she stared at Jackson. Without his boxers providing protection, Ollie was able to stare at his dick. She’d seen her fair share—some of them were ugly, some were okay and some were pretty damn gorgeous. Jackson? He had a great dick. It was long, thick and hard, twitching as she stared at it. Ollie licked her lips and lifted her eyes to Jackson’s, watching him as he seemed to catalog all of her body too.
“That’s a pretty great penis,” Ollie said, making Jackson blush. She could see that he was dying to cover up, hands itching to move over his dick. Instead, his eyes met hers with a smile.
“You have a pretty great body.”
“Thanks, I did it all myself.”
“Yeah…shit, you don’t do justice to what was in my head all this time.”
“Come here,” she whispered, loving the way his words washed over her. It was so simple and didn’t mean anything other than what he intended for it to mean. Ollie climbed back into bed and held a hand out to him. “Let’s try and outdo your imagination.”
It had beena long time since she’d been naked with a man and as she climbed into bed, she started to get nervous. The last thing Ollie wanted was to have a panic attack, so she lay on her side, eyes following Jackson as he lay down beside her.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded, swallowing hard. “Yeah…no. There’s something I should tell you.”
Jackson propped himself up on his elbow and looked at her. Instinctively, she wanted to cover up for this conversation, but she forced herself to stay calm and breathe.
“I haven’t been with a man in areallylong time,” she explained, fingers playing with the sheets. “Someone I was with a long time ago hurt me, physically. And now, I can’t have a man on top of me.”
“Fuck, Oleander, I’m sorry.”
“I don’t usually tell people about it, but since we’re…you know…”
“I don’t know, what are we?” Jackson threw her words back, smiling.
She narrowed her eyes. “Since we’re naked and about to have sex, I figured you should know.”
“Do you want to be on top?”
Chewing on her lip, Ollie nodded. “Yes”
“Have you ever been on top?”
“Maybe once?” she mumbled.
“Hey,” he whispered, laying down and moving closer to her. “We can take as much time as you need, okay? Just tell me what is and isn’t comfortable for you.”
“Okay,” she whispered, smiling as she moved closer to him.
Jackson returned the smile and brushed his fingers along her side, tracing her waist and hips. Ollie shivered at the touch as her back arched slightly, her nipples rubbing against his bare chest. It felt so normal and natural to be laying there naked with this man. She liked the way it felt to have Jackson’s eyes and hands graze over her body. And before she could take another breath, their mouths were connecting. Ollie moaned into the kiss, her fingers sliding into his hair as she held him against her.
She liked that he was being careful with her, and when his hand slid over her ass, gently pulling her towards him, Ollie felt him hard and hot against her stomach. She shifted against him and Jackson moved his hand over her ass and down to her thigh, guiding a leg over his hip, lining them up so his dick rubbed against her, making Ollie gasp.
They broke the kiss and Ollie dropped a hand to Jackson’s chest, smiling when she felt how fast his heart was beating. He moved his hand up to her back and they held onto each other lightly, like they were afraid what would happen if they let go.
Jackson muttered something about a condom and reached into his nightstand and pulled out a box, which proceeded to fall and scatter across the floor. Ollie laughed softly, feeling the worries in her chest ease as she watched him fumble around. Jackson had managed to grab one before the incident and he was blushing from head to toe all over again.
Ollie took the condom from Jackson as his mouth moved along her neck while hands cupped and teased her breasts. Quivering, she tore open the packet and managed to snag her nail on the condom, ripping it. The tear wasn’t visible, and Ollie felt like maybe she was imagining it, but given how erratic she was with taking the pill she didn’t want to take any chances.
