Page 73 of Twisted Devotion

Jackson chuckles. “You want something, Red?”

My eyes snap to his. “You know full well what I want.”

He purses his lips, shrugging. “I’m not sure that I do.”

Instead of leaning in and licking the throbbing heat between my thighs like I very clearly want him to, he takes ahold of his cock and starts pumping slowly. The bastard is teasing me.

“Jackson.”

He groans, looking at me through hooded lashes. “Yes?”

“Fuck me,” I say. “Right now.”

“Ah, ah, ah. You’re forgetting the rules, Red.”

“Screw the rules. I want you.”

He pauses and glances down the length of my legs. Before I can follow what he’s doing, his fingers are wrapped around my ankles and he spreads me wide open.

I gasp, and the sound turns into a deep moan when Jax trails his tongue from my ankle all the way up until his nose skims my outside of my pussy. “Yes,” I breathe.

Jackson slowly slides a finger along my slit, using his tongue to swirl around my clit. He sucks it into his mouth in the same moment he delves inside of me with two fingers, and I see white.

I choke on a moan and can’t help but lift my hips. Jackson chuckles against me and flattens his free arm along my stomach, holding me down as he continues sucking and pumping his fingers in and out of me. Jackson’s cock hardens against my leg, and I wish I could reach down and wrap my fingers around it.

“I want to touch you,” I murmur.

Without a word, Jackson reaches up and undoes the knots around my wrists, freeing them.

I reach for his cock, circling it with my fingers and moving from the base to the tip.

Jackson’s fingers speed up inside me, curling inward and making me moan just as deeply. I match his pace, gently squeezing his shaft as I pump my hand up and down. He groans, and I cry out as an orgasm hits me fast and hard. I keep pumping as Jackson leans up and places his mouth over mine. I can taste myself on his lips, and that makes me pump harder. His fingers are still inside me, teasing and skimming the walls of my vagina, eliciting moans out of me with ease.

“I want to come inside you,” he says against my lips.

“Yes,” I moan, guiding him toward my entrance.

He slides his fingers out and lines his cock up before thrusting in deep.

I cry out, and his mouth on mine muffles the sound. My legs wrap around him, holding him inside, and my hips lift to meet each thrust. After a few more thrusts, he rolls his hips and kicks up the pace, making my head spin. When he reaches between us and finds my clit, my heart slams into my ribcage. It’s not going to take long for me to come undone around him again.

I break the kiss, trailing my lips along his jaw, and suck on the soft skin below his ear. He groans, and his cock pulses inside me.

“Harder,” I tell him, and he quickly obliges, hitting a new spot deep inside of me.

He grunts louder, pounding into me, and comes hard and fast. I’m right behind him, tightening around his cock and burying my face in his neck as I come.

“That was . . .” I trail off, catching my breath as Jackson slides out and falls onto the pillow beside my head.

“Everything?” he offers, and I laugh.

“Yeah, sure.”

He leans over and kisses my cheek. “It’s been a long day. Why don’t you get some sleep?”

I turn over and face him, pushing my fingers through his hair. “Weirdly enough, I’m not tired.”

“I didn’t wear you out?” he teases, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

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