Chapter 16

Lilly

When I first saw him standing there, highlighted by the hallway light behind him, I was so sure I was still dreaming. Like usual, I awoke touching myself and trying my best to come. Usually when I woke up, the excitement he brought me in my sleep slowly faded away….

Until I was just a girl with her hand down her panties.

But this time, when I came to, he was standing there, undressing. A dream come true. And, at that moment, I didn’t care why he’d changed his mind, so long as he gave me some relief from the need coursing through me.

He crawled in between my legs, dropping kisses up my thighs. “I’m done resisting this. Done fighting. I’m not a good-enough guy to do it.”

I cried out, still rolling my fingers over my throbbing clitoris as he went. His hand slammed down on mine, and he held me still. I cried out in anger, my breaths coming quicker than the time I ran a 5K for charity. “Jackson.”

“If you’re going to come with my name on your lips, you can be damned sure it’s because I’m the one making you come,” he said, his voice all growly and sexy and seductive. “That orgasm making your nipples tighten and your breath come hard and fast? It’s mine.”

I moaned, his words sending me even closer to the release I knew only he could give me. “Then take it, damn it.”

He tore—literally tore—my panties off me, lifted my ass up by cupping it, and closed his mouth over me. The second his tongue touched my already sensitive clit, I was screaming and clawing my way to an orgasm. It hit me instantly, rolling through my veins until nothing but pleasure existed. He didn’t stop there, though. He lightened his strokes, thrusting a finger inside me as he drove me mad.

“Oh my—stop.” I dug my hands in his hair and pulled, but he didn’t even flinch. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop. Stop. Don’t—agh.”

I lifted my hips higher, the orgasm that was building starting in my stomach, and slowly fanning out through my whole body via my veins, making me go all numb and tingly. It was stronger than I’d ever felt before, slowly building up speed until it crashed over me and would have drowned me if I hadn’t been holding on tightly to Jackson.

This time, he let me fall to the mattress.

As soon as he knelt between my thighs, I sat up. Licking my dry lips, my body still humming with the orgasm he gave me, I skimmed my fingers over his shaft. It was so hard, yet so soft, all at the same time. “My turn.”

He stiffened. “Lilly…yes, fuck, yes.”

I’d never done this before, but I knew what to do. Or at least, I hoped I did. I’d read enough romance books, and even watched a porno or two in an attempt to feel something down there, so I had the basics down. I took a deep breath and ran my tongue up his hard length.

He stiffened and let out a strangled groan. “Jesus. More.”

Cupping his balls gently, I squeezed ever so slightly and sucked him into my mouth. He tasted good—a little bit salty and way too sexy—and I needed to stretch my jaw wide to fit him all in. Moaning, I rolled my tongue over the head of his erection, pulling on his balls at the same time.

He groaned, long and hard, and buried his hands in my hair. “Yes. Just like that, love.”

When he let out a bunch of curses and pushed farther into my mouth, my confidence grew even more. I pulled back, almost releasing him from my mouth, before slamming him back inside. He moaned, his abs twitching, and yanked on my hair.

It stung, but in a good way. And it made me want to make him lose control even more. Like he did to me. I moaned and took him in deeper, until he hit the back of my throat. I relaxed, focusing on taking him inside me, and sucked so hard I hollowed out my cheeks.

“Shit, damn—I’m gonna come already,” he growled, tugging on my hair. I resisted, refusing to stop until he came. Until I tasted him in my mouth. “You have to stop or I’ll—Christ.”

I sucked harder, moving up and down his shaft, and he lost it.

Curses flew as he pumped his hips gently, his grasp on my hair unyielding. “Lilly, Jesus. Yes. Yes.”

He thrust one last time, and his whole body went stiff, his mouth went lax, and he threw his head back. The hot spurt of semen hit my tongue, and I sucked it up, swallowing every last drop. And I immediately wanted more. I pulled back, flicked my tongue over the head of his shaft, and didn’t let go.

“Can I do that again?”

“Lilly.” He let out a half moan, half laugh, and moved back, rubbing his neck. “Yes, but not right this second. If you did, I might die.”

I licked my lips and wiped a palm across them. “Are you sure?”

He watched me as I wiped off, and his gaze heated all over again. “You are, without a doubt, the hottest, sexiest, most open woman I have ever been with.”

I swallowed hard because I didn’t know what to say to that.

Mostly because now I wanted to know how many women he had been with, but I would never ask. Not even the new me would go there. It would only make me jealous of all the women he had taken before me. And it would only make me think of all the women he would take when he was finished with me, too.

His insistence he’d never get married made me inexplicably sad. I hated the idea of him with someone else, but I equally hated the idea of him being alone. Trying to lighten the mood, I said, “You’re the sexiest man I’ve ever been with, too.”

He threw his head back and laughed. It was the best sound I’d ever heard. “I’m the only man you’ve ever been with.”

“Hmm…” I tapped my finger to my mouth and pretended to be lost in thought. “You’re right. I can’t really make that claim until I do some comparisons. For, you know, research—oof.”

He landed on me, sheltering my body with his arms as we fell to the mattress. “Enough of that,” he whispered, kissing my neck. “You’ve got me. That’s all you need.”

My heart impossibly stopped, right then and there, before speeding up. Did that mean this wasn’t another one-time thing? That he wouldn’t leave me and go back to resisting? Because if so, I was so on board with that. He was the only man I wanted. The only man I ever wanted. “What are you saying?”

Jackson

As soon as she asked me, I knew what she was really asking. She wanted to know if this was another one-time thing, or if I intended to do it again. And up until this moment, I didn’t really know. I hadn’t planned to take her again. Had been doing my best not to. But all that changed the second I’d stopped outside her door.

I reared back, studying her. She stared at me as if she was almost…afraid of me. Which made no sense at all. I’d never willingly hurt her. “I’m only gonna be around for a little while longer. If I get the job, when I get it, I’ll leave for Hawaii and move on with my life. So…for a little while, let’s do this. Be us. As long as we both know there’s an expiration date. No happy endings.”

“Sure,” she said slowly. “I’m aware of all of this.”

She agreed with me, but it didn’t feel completely right.

I almost wanted her to argue that we had a future.

“No one can know.” I slid my hand up her thigh, ever so slowly, and dug my fingers into it, ignoring my unspoken wishes for a happy ending, despite my words. “It’s our secret, staying behind these walls.”