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But then…what if this was just another last night? What if Jackson was simply confused and would regret their kiss the moment he pulled away?
Their lips tangled and, despite fear, she couldn’t stop herself from kissing him back with everything in her, tears sliding down her face and into their mouths.
Jackson Hanley had officially become the bane of her existence.
Fingers swept the wet trails. “Don’t cry,” he pleaded, those lips still pressed to hers. Licking away salt water, tasting the pain he’d caused. “Don’t cry, Kimmy. I do love you. I do.”
How Kim wanted to believe that. Needed it like her next breath. “But—”
Before she could get out another word, Jackson scooped her into his arms against his damp, bare chest, holding her tight. One hand conformed to her bottom, the other wrapped around her side, settled just under the swell of her breast, and he kissed her again, deeper, harder, his mouth devouring any protest, any show of uncertainty she might make. “I’m going to make love to you.” Abandoning her bags, he raced the distance between the elevator and their condo. “You’re the first. The only.”
“But—”
“But there’s been lots of sex. Lots of wild, rough fucking like last night.” He waltzed through the open door, kicking it shut behind them. It reverberated a loud bang and they made it no farther than that. Jackson deposited her on the rug and crawled over her. “Lots of toys and kink and spanking. But you… You,” he groaned.
He said no more, didn’t have to. Didn’t damn her either. His mouth declared anything and everything left to be said.
Jackson kissed her face, her neck, shoving up her t-shirt to smear wet pecks over her chest, pulling aside her bra to lick her nipples. Round and round, sucking, nipping…driving her wild. Fingers molded and stroked her breasts as he whispered of their perfection and Kim was on instant fire, wet with wanting. Desperate for his whole love, finally.
His towel fell away—she couldn’t believe he’d gone into the hall like that—and slowly, sensuously he tugged every article of clothes from her body and worshipped every bare inch of her with mouth and fingers. From breasts to belly then between her legs. Touching. Teasing. Gliding.
“You are,” he murmured hot against her pussy, the wisp of his words causing her to gasp, “the sexiest thing alive. Don’t ever change.”
Inside, Kim swelled. He’d no idea what that meant to her. No idea at all…
Full of carnal energy, her hips arched and rode his face and his tongue plunged, dipping into her pussy, applying pressure to her clit. His finger prodded, inching between to slide in her anus, lodged there to assert the ownership he’d claimed last night. “Mine.”
“Yours,” she vowed. “All of me. Always.”
With one final kiss to her clit, he brought that powerful chest over her, lifting, that finger still buried deep as he angled himself at her slit. “Shit. No condom.”
“Birth control. I don’t care.” Easily, his cock slipped inside and he proceeded to make love to her. Face-to-face, staring down at her adoringly, jaw locked in a way that was only his, golden eyes lit with love. Finger and cock pulsing steady and hard and concentrated.
“Ah Kimmy…”
Suddenly, she didn’t mind that so much. Not so long as she was his Kimmy.
“We’ll make Philly work,” he swore. “Two hours isn’t so bad. And we’re forever…forever, Kimmy.”
And she knew they could. That they would.
Once again she was giving herself to him and once again he was taking. But this time was for real. For forever.
Forever, as his hips plunged and retreated, striking against her rising pelvis. Forever, as her body clenched and held him, never wanting to let go. Forever, as they rose and fell in rhythm, climbing to the sweetest peak. Swirling there, bliss pounding through their hearts, their bodies as they shattered into each other with resounding finality. Forever.
And when it was finished, he turned her over and made love to her again. And again and again that day, each and every way. An orgasm for every year they should’ve been like this…perfect together.
Best friends, best lovers.
About the Author
Slip between the sheets with Alyssa Brooks, erotic romance author.
Author of fun, flirty and contemporary erotic romance and erotica, Alyssa Brooks currently writes for several publishers including Ellora’s Cave. She resides in Amish country, Pennsylvania, where every day is a little crazier and the house gets a little messier. Taming her bad-boy husband is a never-ending task, but Alyssa’s become a pro at giving him plenty of incentive. Proud mom to a young daughter, two stepsons, and a puppy that has a particular taste for shoes and unrolling toilet paper, Alyssa loves her hectic existence and is ever grateful for her awesome job as an author, where with a little research she can become anyone, doing anything, and fall in love over and over and over again. The imaginary sex is great too!
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