of pleasure vibrating throughout my body and spilling over onto his. He collapsed on the bed next to me, his lips never leaving my body as he kissed every part of me that he could reach. I never wanted him to let me go. It didn’t seem like I was ever going to come down from the shattering experience.
When my mind finally started to lift from the haze and I found Jackson still stroking me, I thought I would melt with pleasure. His shaft was still buried deep in my body, every aftershock of the orgasm that pulsed through him, made my own body tighten with desire. He moaned against my lips as I arched my back and pressed his cock deeper into my body.
“I don’t know where you’ve been all my life, but holy shit am I happy I found you,” he whispered.
I laughed. “Easy big boy, this was a one-time thing. Call it a truce.”
“Baby, I will call it whatever you want, just please don’t go yet. Stay here with me.”
I hesitated but knew that I didn’t want to go. I wanted to be right where I was, wrapped in his arms with his manhood still pulsing inside of me. Giving him another wiggle, I was rewarded again with a deep, passionate growl. He grabbed my hips, pulling me down onto his rod again.
“Just like that,” he whispered. “God you are a little spitfire and I love it.”
His voice was commanding, sending little shivers of desire through my body as I sucked in a sharp breath. His hands moved to free my breasts from the confines of the bra. When they bounded free, his shaft became the rock it had been just minutes ago until I couldn’t take sitting still any longer. I pushed against him, moving my body forward as I slowly brought us to climax again.
Exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed next to him, his arm still draped across my hips. As I dozed off to sleep next to my husband I wondered if it was possible for me to love him. In the small hours of the morning, I pushed the thought from my head. Mama always said no good decisions were made after midnight and I was sticking to that.
17
Chapter Sixteen (Jackson)
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d slept so soundly. Throughout the night, I didn’t stir until Hailey rose in the morning. From the corner of my eye, I’d caught her disheveled and heavenly appearance as she snuck out of my room. I’d wanted to reach out for her and pull her back into my arms where she belonged, but I knew the day needed to start, despite my desire to sleep it away with her.
Taking my time to get dressed, I waited until I heard her shuffling around in the kitchen before heading out there myself. The smell of coffee greeting me like a warm embrace. She was dressed in a lavender sundress that barely covered the rounds of her bottom. Even from across the kitchen, I wanted to feel the soft underside between her legs and plunge my fingers into her.
She turned and flashed me a smile, barely looking me in the eyes as she did so. I took a seat at the island, and she slid a cup of coffee other to me. There was nothing better than watching her as she flittered around, cracking eggs and frying bacon. It wasn’t the domestic nature of what she did that pulled me in so much as the way she seemed to grin each time I looked her way.
“Got a long day?” she asked.
It took me a minute to answer. I hadn’t thought about the day's workload yet. That in itself was a strange occurrence. My brow wrinkled as I mentally looked over what needed to be done around the ranch. There wasn’t much, but a late afternoon meeting with my parents was sure to stir up a little dust. I wasn’t excited that they were “dropping in,” but I couldn’t tell them no.
“My folks will be by this afternoon. You don’t need to be here if you don’t want to. Or you can come, it’s up to you.”
She hesitated, and my heart sank a little. “Can I let you know? I wanted to run into town and get some textbooks for school. It’s just a little weird whenever we have to hang out with your parents. They don’t expect to meet my mother or anything, do they?”
“I hadn’t really thought about