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Chapter Nineteen
Oh yeah, Jackson was intent on killing her.
How did this man go from shy and awkward to a sexy stud teasing and tasting her? Had she simply assumed he was an awkward turtle, when he was actually an incredibly confident and sexy man? The thoughts circled her mind as Jackson licked her fingers and grinned.
Jackson watched her—his eyes seemed to drink in her curves, folds, and rolls, he didn’t look disgusted. It was a new feeling, to have someonewantto stare at her. Ollie had always been uncomfortable when it came to her stretch marks, stomach rolls and love handles. But Jackson touched and traced every inch of her, like he wanted to memorize her body. Ollie watched as he slid his hands along her legs, his eyes fixed on her pussy.
She nudged him with a foot. “Jackson?”
“Hmm?” His eyes lifted to hers, “Just processing this.”
She laughed. “Usually what happens is you slide your penis inside my vagina and make me come.”
“What happens before that?”
“Slide your fingers inside me if you’d like.”
Jackson made a face. “What if I don’t last?”
“Trust me, baby, you’ll last.”
“We’re at thebabystage of the relationship, huh?”
“We won’t be if you keep staring instead of putting your dick inside me,” Ollie said, fighting back a smile.
His head jerked in a gentle nod and before he moved, Jackson paused. As if he just remembered what Ollie told him the night before.
She waited till he was sitting up, his legs stretched out, and then climbed into his lap. Ollie pressed her knees into the mattress, her hard nipples brushing against his chest as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Jackson’s hands coasted over her sides to rest on her hips and she leaned in to brush her mouth against his gently, feeling his warm breath against her parted lips. Cupping the back of his head, she pulled his mouth to hers and their breaths mingled when their tongues moved together. Ollie felt Jackson’s dick twitch between them, so she brushed a hand down his chest and gripped his condom encased cock. Jackson’s hips jerked into her hand and she smiled into the kiss.
“Now,” Jackson said in a playful tone, “I put my penis in your vagina and make you come.”
Ollie laughed and gripped him harder, Jackson’s laugh turned into a grunt as he dropped his forehead to her shoulder. His fingers curled into her hips and Ollie looked down between them before lifting her hips. Their eyes met and Jackson nodded, silently encouraging her to keep going. His hand covered hers on his dick and Ollie angled her hips to line them up. Biting down on her bottom lip, Ollie rocked allowing the tip of his dick to brush through her folds. She pulled her hand away and set them both on his shoulders, sliding down on Jackson’s cock.
“Fuck.”
Ollie breathed out the word, tensing for a moment before she moved her hips slowly to take him deeper. She watched him, loving the fact that this was affecting him just as much. With every shift of her hips, he slid deeper into her and Ollie’s eyes fluttered shut. Jackson lifted his hips, thrusting up into her and the room echoed with their moans.
“Don’t move,” she muttered, clenching around him.
“Babe,youneed to move.”
Hearing the strain in his voice, Ollie looked at Jackson and started moving. Slow at first, their bodies adjusting to each other and when she tugged his mouth back to hers, his hands on her hips helped her move smoother. The kiss broke, his mouth wandered to her neck and shoulder as he guided her faster. Ollie cried out, clenching around him and she felt Jackson groan against her chest.
“Don’t do that, Oleander.”
Ollie muttered. “Do what?”
Even as she spoke, she was clenching around him again. Jackson moaned loudly, his fingers digging into her ass to move her hips faster. In this position, Ollie was in control. Her nails dragged up his back and into his hair, scratching against his scalp as their lips reconnected. She rocked against him faster, moving her hips in messy figure eights—every single shift of her hips making Jackson moan under his breath.
Jackson buried his face in the crook of her neck and Ollie continued to ride him, getting lost in the haze of Jackson filling her up. Pressure against her clit made Ollie’s hips jerk and she looked down between their bodies to watch as Jackson rubbed her. He pulled back to look at her and the desire in his eyes made her clench around him again.
A strained moan came out of Jackson. “Let go, Oleander.”
Their mouths connected in a messy kiss—tongues, teeth bumping—as Oleander did what she was told and came, her orgasm shaking her entire body. Seconds later Jackson came as well, his hips thrusting up into her as their arms tightened around each other.
Ollie leaned into Jackson, her breathing ragged and pressed her lips against his shoulder. Jackson’s chest was rising and falling out of sync with hers, their hearts beat at the same rhythm. After a long moment, Ollie slid off Jackson and collapsed backwards on the bed in a satisfied heap. Jackson collapsed face first beside her and Ollie laughed. “That’s definitely a good way to wake up,”
“So that was good for you too.”
