Page 151 of Losing Faith

“JJ,” I whisper.

“Apologize for the attitude.”

“I’m so very sorry, Jackson Jones.”

He pushes my head against the wall again, forcing my eyes to meet his. “That didn’t sound sincere.”

“Jackson.” My eyes are on his lips as I mindlessly cover his hand with mine, guiding him to where I want him.

Painstakingly slow, he slides one finger inside me and I tilt my head back in pleasure just as his mouth lands on my neck.

“You’re so pretty when you’re desperate.”

New kink: Unlocked.

“Apologize,” he demands now and I will give this man anything he asked for if he asked in that voice.

“I’m sorry for yelling.” My head dips, catching his lips just as he adds another finger and I moan into his mouth this time.

“Well, look at what we have here.”

I pull away so fast my head slams into the wall. I squeeze my eyes shut as I rub my head and beside us, I hear Rome’s laugh.

“Get out,” Jackson bites out, rubbing my head gently.

“I’m in desperate need to relieve myself. Not likeyou’rerelieving yourself, of course.”

I turn to him and when he glances down at Jackson’s fingers, he nods like he’s impressed. I feel my face burst into flames. Jackson holds his hand behind his back and Rome barks up another laugh.

“They like it when you lick your fingers after,” he whispers.

Oh my god.

“I clearly don’t need sex advice. Leave.”

Rome ignores him and turns to me. “I was planning our wedding in my head, honey. You said you liked me?” He pouts and I break into a laugh as I bury my face in Jackson’s chest.

“What was it you told me, Jones?”

I steal a glance at Rome and he leans against the door as he pretends to think. “I couldn’t bring a date because you didn’t trust my horny ass to not sneak off to the bathroom?” He shakes his head disappointedly. “I foundthreepaintings that aren’t entirely ugly. I just bought them and I was looking for you to tell you. Are you proud of me?” He smiles cheerfully. “All jokes aside, this is actually fun.”

“Glad you like being a decent person.”

“I hope you kids are being safe.” He smiles at me now. “You look gorgeous, honey. I forgot to tell you earlier, but now that you’re all flustered from having him—”

“Booker,” Jackson bites out. “You have two seconds to walk out without another word.”

Rome’s brows raise in amusement, a smirk playing on his face. He pushes off the door, his hands in mock surrender as he flashes me a wink and leaves without another tease.

“If we get caught by anyone ever again, I’m going to kill myself.”

Jackson turns his glare to me and I’m suddenly afraid to speak. “Do not say that.”

I open my mouth but quickly stop myself from joking and simply nod. He keeps his eyes on me for a beat before turning to wash his hands.

“Come on.” He nods for the door.

“Can we just go?” I get on my tippy toes to kiss him, but he leans away, his arm wrapping around my waist as he guides me out.

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