Page 34 of Jackson's Redemption
“I don’t fucking come without you,” he growled.
Then he kissed me, and it was like I forgot how wonderful that was. To have his tongue inside me while his cock was inside me, too. Then he broke the kiss and pulled me more tightly against this body. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and held on as he started to thrust up into me.
“Now you’re making me do the work for both of us,” he grunted, hitting that spot inside me over and over. “You’re going to pay for that.”
“Promises, promises,” I said even as I leaned in to him so I could take his earlobe between my teeth.
He pressed his hand in between our bodies then his thumb was circling my clit while he continued to pound into me.
“Jackson!” I screamed as my orgasm tore through me. Before I was even coming down from it, he had me up and off his body. Tossed me on the bed so I was on my back.
He got on top of me so that his knees were on either side of my hips, then he slid off the condom and took his cock in his hand. Jacking himself quick and hard until he was coming all over my boobs as he grunted out his pleasure.
I laid there just panting, while he fell over me, his arms taking his weight.
“You okay?” he asked, his voice nearly hoarse.
“Yeah,” I breathed out. I was okay with anything he did.
“Stay here,” he said as he climbed out of bed.
Not a problem. I wasn’t going anywhere. I squirmed in a post-orgasmic glow feeling all the muscles of my body stretch in that delicious way. Then Jackson was leaning over me, using the washcloth from earlier to clean me up.
He tossed the cloth aside but didn’t get back in bed. Instead, I watched as he looked for and found his jeans. He tugged them on without bothering to button them.
“Put the sleeping bag around you.”
I did, although I wasn’t sure why. It was cool, but I was still overheated from sex. Then his arms came underneath me, and he was lifting me into his arms.
“What are you doing?”
“Want to show you something.”
He opened the cabin door and took us outside over to the fallen log where we had set up our campfire. It was well past sunset, and everything was dark. The moon was full and high in the sky. He sat with me in his lap, still snug in my bag.
“Look up.”
I did and was treated to the most amazing night sky I had ever seen. Growing up in Arizona, I knew how star-filled the night could be, but this was more amazing because I was here with Jackson.
“It’s beautiful,” I whispered as I snuggled deeper into his chest.
“When I was inside, this was what I missed the most. Not being able to be to go out at night. See the stars whenever I wanted to.”
I hugged him tighter.
“I’m sorry you had to go through that. Tell me what it was like.”
“It made me stronger. Not just physically, although it did that, too. I had no choice but to turn myself into something harder, stronger…meaner. You should understand that about me.”
I decided I would take his brand of mean any day. “I hate to tell you, but you’ve been nothing but nice to me, Jackson.”
“Maybe because I want something from you.”
I looked up at him. “What do you want from me?”
“That’s my business for now. But ask me again in a few days.”
I frowned. “You’re being cryptic.”
