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Ollie cried out at Jackson’s words and how deep he was inside her at this angle. Her fingers returned to his hair as Jackson moved his hips slowly, going deeper with every thrust. Her thighs quivered and Ollie pushed back against him. This position was different, new and it was definitely going on the list of ways in which she could enjoy being with Jackson.
“Harder, Jack.” She growled the words, tugging on his hair and rolling her hips, wanting more. Wantingeverythingand Jackson chuckled low in her ear, making her realize he was going to drag this out. She changed the angle of her body and cried out when his cock rubbed against her sweet spot.
He grunted. “You have to be quiet.”
“You need to move faster.”
Jackson chuckled again. Instead of denying her what she wanted, he moved his hand from her hip to between her thighs and teased her clit. But his fingers moved just as slow as his hips and Ollie was on the verge of screaming bloody murder.
“Jackson…”
“Is this not what you wanted?”
And then hestoppedmoving. Ollie growled and rocked against him, taking whatshewanted. But he’d stopped rubbing her as well and that just wouldn’t do.
“Fuck me.”
“Can I be in charge for once?”
“If you fuck me like I want, I’ll let you be in charge next time.”
Jackson chuckled and Ollie tugged on his hair a little harder, causing him to choke on his laugh before his fingers resumed what they were doing. And he gave herexactlywhat she wanted, pushing into her hard and fast, her hips rolling against his with every thrust, guiding him exactly where she wanted. Ollie felt her orgasm build and wrapped her hand around his wrist to stop him, but Jackson knew better than to do that. His lips moved from her shoulder to her neck and then her ear, nipping at her skin gently.
“I’ve got you,Oleander, let go.”
That’s all it took. She released his wrist, clenching around him as she came, her body shuddering hard at how intense the orgasm was. Jackson was right behind her, his chest pressed flush against her back as he jerked inside her. Ollie felt her hair flutter as Jackson let out a heavy sigh, his warm breath comforting against her cool shoulder.
“I think we need to do this more.”
“Lazy morning sex or this position?”
Ollie giggled. “Both. Next time, we do it where I can be loud.”
Jackson snorted and Ollie snuggled back into him some more. His arm stayed over her body and she closed her eyes for a moment as his lips brushed back and forth over her shoulder. As he softened inside her, she heard a phone buzz and stop, then start up again.
When it finally stopped, Ollie opened her mouth to say something, butherphone started ringing. She frowned as she reached for it on the nightstand. “It’s Carson.”
Jackson pulled out of her and took the phone, sliding to the edge of the bed.
“Hey man…what? Yeah, okay. Gimme a bit. No no, I’ll meet you there.”
Ollie sat up, tugging the sheets around her as Jackson hung up and dropped her phone on the bed. She watched the muscles on his back move as he removed the condom and shifted to face her as he tied it up.
“I have to go into work.”
“I thought you had the weekend off?”
Jackson nodded. “I do…Idid. It’s a big pitch and it’s all hands on deck.”
Ollie pouted, but didn’t stop Jackson from getting up to go dispose of the condom. Instead, she tugged on a large t-shirt and sat on the edge of the bed, watching as her boyfriend went about getting ready for his day.
Ollie realized nowthat in resisting him, she was taking back some control of those feelings. But that was ridiculous, she’d belonged to him whether they knew it or not. There was a part of her brain that was waiting for the other shoe to drop, but she also knew it was ridiculous expecting it when it could never happen at all.
Jackson had been an incredible boyfriend. Honestly, he was probably the best partner she’d had. He was attentive, generous in bed, adored her for reasons that still escaped her mind and he was always there for her. Plus, he got along with Frankie and was slowly getting to know Lachlan better. Ollie looked forward to his texts and even had long phone calls with him, and she was someone whohatedphone calls.
Not only did he make her happy, he made her feelsafe. And that was in short supply these days. Even when she wasn’t wrapped up in his arms, she knew he was there if she needed him. Ollie couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt this light in a relationship. And while she was doing better mentally and physically, she made a mental note to get in touch with her therapist for a few more sessions. A new relationship definitely required some professional help.
“I’m really sorry, babe.”
