“One person’s trash,” he murmurs, sliding his tongue over my nipple. “Is another person’s treasure.”
“F-f-f-fuck you,” I rasp.
He chuckles against my skin. “So feisty when you’re desperate.”
“Just listen to me...” I protest, squirming.
“After.”
“Jackson!”
He lifts his head from my nipple, pinning me with his green gaze. “You want to come again?”
“No!” I snap, but my body shudders.
“Lie. You want my cock inside you again?”
“N-n-n-no.”
“Another lie. You want my mouth on that sweet little pussy?”
“I hate you,” I whisper.
“Another lie.”
He grips my chin, and brings his mouth down over mine. Dammit, why does he have to taste so good? Why does he have to make it so hard for me to push him away? All I want to do is take his body in mine and never, ever let it go. I want him inside me as many times as I can possibly have him.
I’m being selfish. But I can’t turn away. I can’t think of anything else but him when he’s over me like this, his body pressed against mine. I might be inexperienced, but I’m still a female with hormones, and my body is aching for him. I want him. Hard. Fast. All over me.
“You want the truth?” I rasp, arching up as his fingers slide down my belly.
“Always.”
“Right now, in this moment...I want you to fuck me.”
He lifts his head and raises his brows. “Fuck you?”
“Fuck me. Dirty. Raw. Primal. I want you to fuck me.”
“Jesus,” he growls.
“Now, Jackson.”
“Bossy pixie,” he grins, leaning down and finding my hard nipple again.
“Please...”
“Back to begging, you know I like that.”
I mewl, and grip his jeans, tugging at them.
“Hey,” he says, gripping my hands and moving them. “You want fucking, I’ll fuck you darlin’. I’ll fuck you so hard you will forget how to breathe, but we do it my way. You want it raw, I’ll give it to you raw. You want it primal, that’s how it comes. Fucking ain’t slow and passionate. It’s hard and sweaty. So, if you’re sure, I’m goin’ to fuck you right about now.”
I bite my lip, and nod. He grins, and drops his head, capturing my lips again and kissing me so hard it takes my breath away. His tongue is hard, sexy and forceful. His body is flush against mine, and I can feel every, hard bit of him. He kisses me until we’re in a frenzy, just the way fucking should be. He kisses me until I’m clinging to him, tugging at his jeans. He kisses me until my shirt is in shreds on the floor, and he’s spreading my legs, both of us desperate and panting.
I forget where I am. I forget who I am.
All I know right now is him. I’m not even thinking about it. I just do it. I spread my legs, dragging my nails down his back. He grips my thigh, his fingers digging into my skin as he lifts it up over his hips. Then he’s inside me. A ragged scream leaves my throat, as I feel a moment of burning, raw pain. He slides his cock out, before pushing it back in. My ragged scream turns to a desperate whimper, and I reach down, gripping his ass and tilting my hips up. I want it harder. Faster. Deeper. I don’t know why. I don’t care why. Screw the pain.
“Harder,” I moan.
He gives it harder. His hips pump in and out of me with such force our skin slaps together, the bed creaks, and our groans blend together to make a sound of pure, primal satisfaction. He reaches between us, and finds my clit. He flicks and rolls it, while picking up the pace and slamming into my raw body as hard as he can. My screaming has turned ragged, and my voice is hoarse.
“You’re goin’ to come,” he rasps into my ear.
And I am. I can feel it building deep inside me. I can feel myself tightening around him. I can feel my hips arching upwards almost painfully as my body tenses for that release I know is coming. Jackson flicks my clit once more, at the same time his cock slides over my G-spot, and I come. I’ve heard the moment is mind blowing, but that doesn’t even begin to describe it. For a moment, I’m almost sure I pass out. I know I’m screaming, I know I’m thrashing, but my mind feels like it’s spinning, and I’m not there with it.
I hear Jackson’s growl.
I feel him pull out of me quickly.
Then I feel his hot come spurting over my belly.
It takes me a moment to realize...
We didn’t use a condom.
Shit.
*~*~*~*
JACKSON
I can hear her soft, steady breathing. The sun shines through the window, and I groan, shifting carefully to try and avoid waking her. I peer down at her sleeping form beside me, and my heart does something it hasn’t done for many years, it stammers. Fuck. Am I falling this hard for a girl younger than me, who I don’t even know? Yeah, I fucking am. I let my eyes travel over her, and it takes everything inside me not to reach out and touch her.
Dark hair cascading out over the pillow, a tiny body that’s so fragile I feel like I’m going to break it each and every time I lay my hands on her. Those big, red lips are parted in slumber, and she’s breathing deeply. The white sheet just covers what I know are tiny, perky breasts. I watch as she groans, and rolls, her hands reaching out for me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I move closer, letting her fingers slide over my skin. Then her eyes flutter open.
“Hey pixie,” I say, stroking a piece of dark hair from her eyes.
“You stayed in my bed?” she croaks.
“Didn’t have the energy to walk to my room.”
She gives me a small, cute as shit, smile. “Worn out, old man?”
I grin at her, and lean down, capturing her lips in mine. Fuck, she’s perfect. Like a tiny bottle of sunshine. I slide my hand down the side of her face, as I deepen the kiss. A little whimper escapes her mouth, as her tongue tangles with mine. Damn. Just damn. Her fingers slide up to tangle in my hair, where she proceeds to tug me down so she can kiss me deeper. She’s a little minx when she wants to be, I saw that last night.
I’ve never fucked so hard in my life.
“Your hair must be worse than mine,” she giggles, pulling her lips from mine and tugging the thick, messy locks hanging over my shoulders.
I grin. “Yeah.”
“Any reason you keep it long?” she asks, using her fingers to untangle it.
I shrug. “Just always been that way, so I figure it’s just easier to leave it there.”
She continues tugging and pulling, until her fingers are gliding smoothly through it.
“I like it,” she murmurs. “I’d like it even more if I could brush it.”
I snort. “Ain’t gonna happen little darlin’.”
She pouts, and I smirk, flicking her lip. “Don’t pout at me.”
“It’s not un-manly to let a girl brush your hair.”
“No,” I grin. “It’s just outright girly.”
“It’s not!”
“Is.”
She gives me a lazy half smile, and then tugs at my hair again, until our lips are touching. Her stomach grumbles against mine.
“Hungry?” I chuckle.
She nods, stretching and shifting. “Yeah, but I think I need to shower more.”
“You shower, I’ll get food.”
She nods, grinning. “It sounds like a plan.”
I crawl out of her bed, and sit on the side, ready to pull on my jeans when her hand reaches around, and her fingers curl around my soft cock. It instantly jerks to life, swelling beneath her grips.
“Can’t cook if you won’t let me go,” I growl.
“If I keep rubbing this,” she murmurs. “Will you come?”
“Yeah baby,” I grate out.
If she keeps pulling it like that, it won’t be long before that happens.
“I want to watch.”
Fuck her. Damn curious woman. I grind my jaw. Fuck, it’s been a long time since I’ve had a woman wank me. It’s u
sually something I don’t accept, hell, I can do it myself. Serenity slides her hand up and down, watching with curious eyes as my entire body stiffens.
“Will it take long?” she breathes.
“No, darlin’.”
“Will you come all over my hand?”
“Fuck,” I groan, feeling my body tighten as her hand moves fast. “Yeah.”
She makes a whimpering sound, and begins working her hand harder and faster, until I’m holding my breath, my body is stiff, and my cock is swelling ready for release. When I’m fucking, I can hold a release back to make sure the woman has her pleasure, but now, there’s no need to. I come, feeling my cock jerk, feeling my spunk shoot out and land on her tiny hands. She gasps, and her hand tightens around me.
“Fuck,” I groan.
“Oh my,” she whispers.
My fuckin’ knees shake as I reach down, gripping a towel and using it to clean her up. She peers up at me through those sexy lashes.
“That was sexy,” she murmurs.
“It was fuckin’ good,” I grunt.
She beams at me, and my heart swells.
Shit, I feel good.
And that doesn’t happen often.
~*CHAPTER 11*~
SERENITY
“Crispy is better,” I say, reaching in and pinching a piece of the sizzling bacon Jackson is cooking for breakfast.
“Not,” he protests, slapping my hand away. “Stop touchin’ the food.”
“Chef’s privilege,” I grin.
He smirks. “You ain’t the chef, darlin’.”
I laugh, and run my fingers across his backside as I walk past. His body shivers, and mine livens up with awareness. I’m about to reach over, when I hear Addison’s voice behind us.
“Morning.”
I quickly drop my hand, and give her a guilty look. “Oh, hey Addi.”
“Baby,” Jackson says, not turning.
“Don’t even give me that guilty look, Serenity,” she says, crossing her arms. “I know exactly what you two got up to last night. I had to wear earplugs to avoid the mental damage it would have done if I continued to listen to you screaming my father’s name over, and over, and over. Oh, and before I went to bed, I saw my father here smuggling your clothes upstairs. So obvious.”
I flush and open my mouth and stammer, “I-I-I...sorry!”
She gives me a serious expression, and then bursts out laughing. Jackson is staring at her now, giving her a look. He rolls his eyes and turns away when he realizes she’s just playing.
“It’s fine!” she giggles. “I totally knew it was going to happen. Though, it would have been nice if you kept it quiet. I’m going to start staying at Cade’s more now, so you won’t have to worry about me.”
I groan and put my face in my hands. “This is so shame!”
“Don’t be ashamed, it’s not your fault you’re a screamer!”
Jackson snorts a laugh, and I feel shame rise in my chest. God, I need a shower. I cannot stand here and listen to Addi talk as if it’s totally ok that I am sleeping with her father. Oh god, when I put it like that, it doesn’t feel so crash hot. “I’m going to shower!”
“Aw, Serenity,” Addison says, gripping me as I go past. “Honestly, honey, it’s fine. I’m happy for you two.”
“I...I need to shower.”
“Serenity,” Jackson says, but I don’t look at him.
“Aw, Serenity,” Addi groans. “I’m sorry.”
I turn and rush off. I go right to the shower, and strip down quickly before getting under the warm water. I sigh, and close my eyes. I hate running off all the time, but I feel like each time I get a blessing from one of them, the guilt begins to just eat away at me. It’s so hard to look past it. I know I shouldn’t be doing this, and yet I find it hard to move away from it. I can’t stop feeling the way I do, and at the same time, I can’t seem to figure out how to get myself out of this situation.
I pour some shampoo into my hair, and lather it up, rubbing it through the long, thick locks until it’s covered. I close my eyes and lean my head back, letting the water wash over me, slowly rinsing the shampoo out. That’s when I feel the hot, hard hands against my breasts. I know it’s Jackson, I don’t know how I missed him coming in, but here he is. His fingers slide over my nipples, and he gently kneads my breasts. I keep my head back, and let a moan escape my lips. When I finally raise my head back up, I see Jackson, beautifully naked, standing in the shower with me.
“You don’t have to run away all the time,” he murmurs, stroking and cupping my breasts.
“I know,” I groan. “It was just awkward. She’s nearly the same age as me.”
“Only as awkward as you make it,” he rasps. “She’s gone now, ran out to see Cade. We’re alone. You can scream all you need now, darlin’.”
My breath hitches, and I find my back pressed against the cool tiles. Jackson presses himself against me, his body heating mine. His eyes are alight with lust and things I can’t decipher. He’s making everything feel so real, so good.
“Don’t have a condom, which means I can’t fuck you here, but I can make you scream my name. And baby, you’re gonna scream it.”
I shiver, and let my fingers slide out, finding his hard, wet abs. I run my nails down his skin until I reach his erect cock. I whimper, desperately, already wanting him again. Barely a few hours without him, and I need him again. I wrap my fingers around him, squeezing just enough to make him groan into my neck as his lips slide up and down my skin.
“I thought I was makin’ you scream?” he rasps.
“Make me scream then.”
He pulls his lips from my neck, and grins down at me. He reaches down, lifting my fingers off his cock, and bringing them up and above my head. He lifts my other hand, and does the same until I’m standing with both arms above my head. He lowers his head, and captures my nipple with his lips. I cry out, letting my head fall back. Sensations travel through my body, and I shudder violently as he suckles and pulls, causing little tingles of pleasure to break out all over my skin.
Then he begins lowering himself, slowly.
“Keep your hands up there,” he orders as he moves down my body, running his lips over every part of my wet flesh.
When he’s on his knees in front of me, he takes my ankle and lifts it, placing it on his shoulder. I quiver as he pushes my knee outwards, until I’m open and exposed.
“Damn,” he growls. “Fuckin’ sweet.”
He leans in, sliding his tongue over the inside of my thigh. I whimper, reaching up and taking hold of the shower head, steadying myself just a touch as he moves his mouth up my thigh and over my folds. I feel the water traveling down between both of us, and hitting my exposed clit. Jackson snakes his tongue out, licking a few random droplets off.
I begin to beg.
He chuckles against my skin, and then thrusts his tongue into my pussy, deep and hard, flicking my clit with an intensity I never thought possible. I let my back lean against the cool tiles as I tremble with pleasure. Jackson lifts two fingers, sliding them into my pussy as he flicks his tongue harder, faster, until I’m doing the one thing he was so sure I’d do.
I scream his name.
“Jackson,” I bellow. “God!”
He groans against my flesh, and his fingers pump harder and faster into my heat as he eats me out like it’s the last thing he’ll do.
I come, and I come hard.
“Oh. My. God!” I scream, feeling my knees buckle. My body begins sliding down the wall.
Jackson catches me as I slide down, wrapping his arms around me, and pressing me to him. My cheek is against his chest, and I breathe him in, sighing, completely content.
“Now I’m hungry,” he groans.
“But you just ate,” I say, and then burst out into a fit of giggles.
Jackson roars with laughter, and buries his face into my shoulder.
“Funny little pixie.”
“I hope you didn’t leave that bacon sizzling...”
He shakes his head, lifting us up and turning the shower off. He gets us both out, and wraps a towel around me, using the ends to dry my hair.
“No, I turned it off. I wasn’t letting you have this shower without me.”
I snort. “Animal.”
He reaches up, using the towel to dry his hair. “You know it, darlin’.”
I flash him a smile.
And we both dress together.
And for a moment, just a moment.
It feels completely normal.
~*CHAPTER 12*~
SERENITY
“Are you ok?” Janine asks that afternoon when I get to Hogan’s compound.
I peer around the room, making sure no one is listening, before leaning in and whispering, “I’m ok, sorry I hung up on you the other night.”
“I was worried about you.”
“I know,” I say, my voice full of sympathy. “I’m sorry.”
“Did you decide what you’re going to do?”
I close my eyes, pushing the image of Jackson’s smiling face from my mind. “I can’t betray them; I just don’t know how I’m supposed to get out of this easily.”
“What are you going to tell Hogan today?”
“I’m going to lie about the security, it’s the best I can do.”
She looks concerned. “He’s going to want more, honey.”
“I know,” I say, feeling my body tighten with fear. “But I don’t know what to give him.”
“What about a fake ride? If he thinks they’re going out of town, it might buy you a few days to break it to them.”
“And when he finds out they didn’t go...”
“You’ll be under the protection of them, it won’t matter.”
“It will matter, because I can’t see them helping me when they find out.”
Janine looks concerned for me, and I know why, but I can’t explain it to her. If Hogan finds out I’m lying, she gets hurt. If Jackson finds out what I’m doing, I lose him. If I do as Hogan asks, Jackson could likely die. I know I have to tell Jackson, out of all my options, it’s the best one. I have to be smart. I have to tell him and help them organize a way to bring Hogan down. It’s the only way to keep Janine and Ebony safe.