Oh yeah, the last time he had touched me.
I turned in his arms and he pounced on me, practically inhaling my lips and tongue with his own. He took my shirt off and threw it on the sofa. Then he started on my jeans.
"Jackson-wait-"
He shook his head vehemently.
"Can't wait."
"Jackson! Casey is just in the other room!"
He cursed and stopped undressing me. Then he took a deep breath and shook his head. The next thing I knew I was upside down, slung over his shoulder as he carried me up the stairs.
He took those steps two at a time. We practically flew to the second floor. In two shakes I was on my back and he was pulling my jeans off. I lay there in my bra and panties watching him get undressed.
It was like my own private peep show.
I decided to just enjoy having a caveman in my bed for the night.
The man was stacked.
He had muscles upon muscles upon muscles. His stomach was flat, his arms thick and ropey, his legs thicker than a tree trunk. His shoulders were so wide that they would have looked ridiculous on a lesser man.
But Jackson Delancey was not a lesser man.
Especially not with the enormous pole sticking out of his boxers.
I'd noticed this of course. The last time he'd taken his clothes off in front of me. But I'd been to angry too fully appreciate it.
Now that I'd decided to go through with it, I could really enjoy what I was seeing. If he just wanted sex that was just fine with me.
That's what I wanted right now too. Sex. And he was just the man to give it to me. I licked my lips, eager for him to get on with it.
Jackson's face was hard as he stared down at me. I could tell he was exerting tremendous control over himself, just to keep from tearing his clothes off. He was moving quickly and carefully.
As he kicked off his pants, I did see him come close to toppling over.
I couldn't help it. I giggled. My timing was bad though, because he finally got his pants off and glared at me.
"Woman."
I giggled some more as he leaned down and grabbed my ankles.
"You won't be laughing for long."
I swallowed nervously as he pulled my legs apart and climbed up between them.
Chapter Fourteen Jackson
I was utterly focused as I kissed my way up her thighs. I was not going to kiss her. I was not going to touch her.
I was going right for the gold.
I was the Goddammed * eating champ of the world and I was going to prove it.
Right. Fucking. Now.
I came face to face with her white cotton panties. They looked so clean, so pristine, laying there covering her sweet little mound. I grinned at the idea of messing those panties up.
Things were about to get messy.
I nipped her * through her panties and she moaned. Then I lifted them to the side and slid my tongue up and down her soft lips. She grabbed my hair, tugging hard.
"Jackson..."
We were off to a good start.
Hmmfff... she tasted good.
Sweet and warm and womanly. I wanted to drive my tongue inside her again and again. But I didn't.
Oh no, this time she was going to have to wait. Or at least, wait as long as I could possibly hold out. I knew it might not be long so I had to drive her crazy as quickly as possible.
I was already more than halfway there myself.
I hoisted her hips so that they rested on my thighs and rubbed my cock against her now soaking wet panties. My fingertip circled her clit. I stared down at her as I teased her into submission.
Then I reached down and tugged on her nipples.
That was it. She started to come. I lifted my hands away and stopped, watching as she groaned in frustration.
Then I started again. Stroking her while I ground my cock into her softness.
We were both going to lose it soon if I didn't get the show on the road. I just wanted to tease her a little bit longer... She started to buck against me and I stopped again.
"Jackson!"
This time I lowered myself back between her thighs. I pulled her soaking wet panties off and grinned at her.
"Somebody made a mess."
She whimpered as my breath fanned her gorgeous pink *. She was soft and smooth but not waxed completely bald. I hated that. I wanted a woman, not a plastic doll.
I went to town, starting slowly and working up to speed. My tongue was on her slick lips as I worked her clit with my finger. I felt her starting to peak and drove my tongue inside her.
I wanted to feel every single tremor.
Angie was tossing her head around as she came. She was not stopping either. Her body shuddered uncontrollably. I switched it up, sliding my finger inside her and pulling her clit into my mouth.
She screamed.
I clamped my hand over her mouth and kicked my shorts off.
She was still convulsing as I pressed the tip of my cock against her puffy lips. I groaned as I pushed inside her, sinking in slowly. Her lips opened sweetly, hugging me as I bore down on her.