“Yes.”
Thank God I wasn’t an adolescent teenager anymore because that one word from her lips would have ended me. As it were, I was rock hard, the need to take her consuming my every thought.
Moving swiftly, my legs hit the bed, and my hands found hers as she tumbled backward. A low growl reverberated from my throat as my lips found hers. My tongue traced the corner of her mouth, and I felt her teeth gently bit down on my bottom lip, causing my dick to twitch.
I needed all of her, naked—immediately.
Slipping my hands beneath her, I unhooked her bra with ease and watched the straps fall to the sides, giving me a glimpse of the tender flesh underneath.
Our eyes met briefly, and I recognized the same emotions that I was feeling in her gaze—desire, longing…maybe something more.
My fingers wandered up the path of her left arm, and I grabbed the bra strap to slowly begin its downward journey, exposing her body to me.
Exquisite.
Taut and pink, her nipple was begging for my mouth. I pulled it between my lips and sucked. Her body bucked beneath me, and she cried out.
“That’s it, Liv.” I soothed her, swiveling my tongue around her swollen bud.
I made fast work of the rest of her bra and moved on to her right breast, loving her body’s reaction to my touch. As I sucked up and down on that rosy tip, my hand meandered to the edge of her panties. Dipping lower, I found her already wet and ready for me. Smiling against her chest, I sucked harder on her nipple while my hand found her clit, swollen and tender.
“Shit!” she screamed, pushing hard against my hand.
So fucking hot.
Still working her with my hand, I kissed a path down her chest and across her belly button until I reached her panties. “It’s time for these to go,” I said.
My hand moved up to shed the lace from her body, and I heard her whimper from the loss of my hand. I watched in fascination as I moved the fabric over her hips and down her long legs before it finally fell on the floor next to us.
What was left was nothing but Liv.
She was breathtaking.
“I planned on making you scream out my name with my tongue alone, but seeing you like this is driving me insane.”
“Please, Jackson,” she begged.
Kneeling before her, I watched as she propped herself up on her elbows and spread her legs farther apart, giving me the most beautiful view in the world.
With hooded, hungry eyes, she watched as I yanked my T-shirt up and over my head before dropping it to the side of the bed without a single glance.
“Keep looking at me like that,” I said.
“Like what?” She bit into her bottom lip with a grin.
“Like I’m the most fascinating thing you’ve ever seen.”
“Maybe you are,” she purred.
As I flashed her a wicked grin, my hands traveled down to my belt buckle. “I haven’t even taken off my pants yet, sweetheart.”
She watched intently, her eyes never wavering, as I made quick work of my jeans and boxers before dropping them onto the growing pile of forgotten clothes on the floor.
“Even better than I imagined,” she said softly.
I crawled back onto the bed. My body brushed against her heated skin, sending shivers down my spine.
“You mean, bigger—bigger than you expected.” I grinned against her shoulder as I scattered kisses along her collarbone and neck.
“I always knew you were well-endowed, Jackson. You tend to be very alert when I’m around. Plus, there was that night in the hot tub.” She laughed.
Memories of her sexy little body grinding against mine suddenly clouded my vision. I’d wanted her more in that moment than my next breath—much like right now.
“No more talking. I need you—now,” I demanded before slamming my mouth on hers without mercy.
She took everything I gave while arching into me with enthusiasm and such passion.
Our lips molded together, and my hands gripped her hips, pulling her tight against me. It would never be enough. I wanted to crawl inside her and brand my name on her heart, making a permanent reminder that I’d been here and I was never leaving.
Jesus Christ, I loved this woman.
It was so much different than the love I’d thought I had for Natalie where I felt the need to prove it to the world, to her, and even to myself. This love for Liv had crept up slowly, making itself known with a whisper rather than a roar. It didn’t need to be justified or backed up with a fancy job or any of the other ways in which I’d tried to prove myself to Natalie. It just was.
I loved Liv.
It was so easy, so simple.
The tricky part would be convincing Liv how much she already loved me.
~Liv~
Every inch of my body was on fire.
Any second, I was going to combust and burst into flames.
I’d had several lovers in my life, but Jackson had erased every memory of them the moment he walked into my bedroom. Even before he’d even touched me, I’d known I would never be the same again.
His eyes stared straight into my soul, like he was searching for the missing half of himself.
Had he found it?
I’d never believed I could have a perfect partner, that missing puzzle piece people always talked about, until I’d met Jackson—well, maybe a few weeks after I’d met Jackson. That first week, I had been sure he was sent by Satan himself to punish me for some unknown crime against humanity.
But now, I saw him for what he could be—in the life I thought had been so perfectly planned out.
It scared me.
It thrilled me.
It made me feel alive.
His fingers slid down my hip and anchored to the back of my knee, pulling my leg around his body. I felt him everywhere, as I pushed against his hard length.
“I want you inside me,” I begged.
“God, yes,” he answered before pausing. “I don’t have any condoms.”
“I’m on birth control, and I was tested after—” I didn’t bother finishing.
He nodded. “I’m clean, and it’s been—well, it’s been a really long time.”
Our eyes met as he slowly guided himself into my slick core. Every inch was like a shock wave to my system, stirring deep moans from my lungs.
“I love that sound,” he groaned.
Our hip bones met briefly before he pulled out slowly, letting our bodies grow accustomed to each other.
“Fuck,” he cursed. “You feel so good.”
In and out, he set a slow, sensual rhythm at first, rocking his hips so that his body would hit my clit at just the right angle. I cried out in pleasure, completely lost in my passion.