Page 26 of Power Struggle

Brows furrowed, I drop down flat and wrap my arms around her body, sensing her anxiety. My hands begin slow, soothing tracks up and down her soft skin as I work to calm my heart. She just wants to talk. To apologize for some unknown reason. She’s not leaving.

“Okay,” I whisper. “I’m listening.”

Smiling softly, she looks down at her hands that are bundled beneath her chin on my chest and begins to play with something there absently, but my eyes are locked on her. “I need to apologize for running all those months ago. And for everything I did before that.” Swallowing, her eyes flutter closed. “I knew you had feelings for me from the beginning. I knew because I had them, too. Any time you walked in a room, anytime you looked at me, or fuck, smiled at me, I could feel it there, between us.” She pauses, meeting my eyes. “It scared the shit out of me, Jack. It still does.”

“Me too,” I murmur, massaging her tight back muscles. “It scared me, too.” She gives me a surprised look that has me grinning. “You’re not the only one with monsters, Princess. I told you that.”

“But it seems so easy for you,” she cuts in, still partially shocked.

Tipping my shoulder the best I can on my back, I sigh. “You may have run, Addy, but I let you. You’re not the only one who made a mistake.” Reaching up, I run my fingers through her long hair, untangling the strands. My eyes lock on the flames of the fireplace as I think about how to word what I want to say. “Honestly, I think it was for the best. We ran hard, and we ran fast, but look how good it turned out when we finally crashed into each other.” Looking back, I smile at her beautiful, sleepy face. “I think we were running toward one another the entire time. We just needed to make pitstops along the way to heal and figure shit out.”

“And now?” she whispers.

I press my lips to her in a quick kiss. “And now, we run together.”

Addison’s breath wooshes against my face as she deflates happily. Her eyes lock onto mine as she slowly pulls one of her hands from under her chin and lifts it. My gaze snags on the small purple bracelet adorning her bruised wrist, and I’m suddenly torn on what to feel. On the one hand, I want to rage and shout about the bruises that are much darker today than last night. On the other, I want to bundle her up and spoil her for making me so happy.

She put it back on. Something so small and seemingly insignificant but means so much.

My fingers trail over the bruise softly as though I’m trying to erase it. Addy moves my thumb to the lilac metal cuff instead. “I am a broken, damaged woman full of monsters and chaos, but like a soothing balm, you’re slowly healing my bruises.” I swallow a sudden lump in my throat at her words. Fuck. That hit harder than anything else she could have said. “I love you, Jackson Lowell.”

Except that.

Groaning, I slam my mouth into hers, devouring her lips and words with a ferocity that’s probably painful for her, but I can’t help it. My hands slide down her body, only pausing to palm her ass cheeks. I’m careful, knowing she’s probably sore. I squeeze once, then grip her thighs and spread her legs wide for me. “Put me inside of you, Addison,” I growl against her lips.

She moans at my words but sits up and does it. Her bare tits sway with her movements, and her hair drops to cover her eyes. I push it back, cupping her cheek as she slips me inside her wet, warm cunt. My head tips back, and a deep groan leaves my lips. “Oh my god,” we both moan as she drops down fully.

Addy slowly lifts back up, rocking her hips at a slow, melodic pace. I find her eyes, and the love I see in them hits me dead in the chest. I tug her forward, causing her to land on me with a thud. She squeals, but the sound dies on her lips as I carefully flip us over, thankful that the couch is deep enough that it’s practically a small bed. “Wrap your legs around me, Princess. I wanna feel all of you.”

She does, banding her legs and arms around my body until every inch of her touches me. My forehead drops to hers as I roll my hips. “I love you, Addison,” I breathe. Her walls tighten at the same time her arms do.

“Shit,” she moans. “Say it again.”

I smile against her neck, repeating the words again and again as I slowly make love to her. We spend hours getting lost in each other, declaring our love and promises as though we might die tomorrow. And who knows, maybe we will, but at least I’ll go out knowing I’ve had the love of the greatest woman I’ve ever met.

“Fuck,” she moans, her hips stuttering against me as I bring her to the brink of another orgasm. “Do it, Jackson. Fill me up, please. I need it.”

She’s been begging for my cum all morning. I think I might have created a little cum hungry demon with a breeding kink. “Shit,” I groan, bouncing her on my cock from our spot on the fur rug in front of the fireplace. “Gonna knock you up someday, Addy. Mark my fucking words.” I press my palm to her belly as though I can make her stupid IUD disappear with my touch alone. She shudders as she grips my thighs harder and leans back further to rub her clit across my pelvis. “Gonna put my baby right here.”

That sends her over the edge just like I knew it would. She squeezes my cock so hard she forces me to follow. I bark out her name, thrusting in deep and holding her hips down on my cock, making sure nothing spills out. Fuck. I can’t wait for the day when we’re actually trying. Panting, she drops down on my chest with a giggle and peers up at me with sleepy, sated eyes.

I really need to feed her again. At one point, we stopped for a bowl of fruit left in the mini-fridge from last night, but it wasn’t enough. I need to get her healthy again, and I can’t do that if I keep fucking her through meals.

“Just think,” I murmur once I’ve caught my breath. “One day, we’ll be able to tell our kids that it all started at a kink party in a sex hotel on Valentine’s Day.”

She giggles, and the sound of it is like music to my ears. She cups my cheek and shakes her head. “No,” she murmurs. “It started six years ago, the first time I looked at you.”

Two days later, we’re checking out of the greatest hotel in existence. We’re both exhausted, sated, and sore as fuck. But we’re also in love and starting our future. I don’t know what it looks like yet or what’s in store for us. I know a lot of healing needs to happen for both of us. And I know real conversations need to be had when we’re not lost in the lust and excitement of finally connecting after years of build-up. But I also know we’ll handle it all together as a team.

“I can’t wait to come back here,” Addy sighs happily as the front desk attendant gathers our checkout paperwork. I look down at Addison, finding her eyes trailing over the parts of the hotel she missed the other night. Granted, the only reason I know what all is here is because I arrived hours before the event.

“You want to come back?” I ask, surprised but not unhappy about the idea. I loved playing with Addy in all ways, including everything that went down at the Valentine’s party. Well, maybe not that fact that she could have denied me and left with someone else entirely, but the rest was hot as fuck.

She shoots me an incredulous look. “Of course I do.” Shrugging, she tosses me an adorable grin. “I wouldn’t mind trying out the tank,” she says, referring to the glass voyeur box. My brows lift. “Maybe I’ll even give the female glory hole a try.” Okay…now she’s just goading me. I think. I narrow my eyes at her, then melt when she falls into a fit of giggles. She’s just so fucking cute.

The receptionist smiles widely, clearly overhearing our conversation. She passes us our receipts and then reaches over the desk and picks up a flyer. “Here,” she says, passing it to Addison and me. “If you really want to join us again and try something new, we’re having a Swingers Party in May. Full use of the rooms is permitted with couples who find a partner, pair, or more, to play with.”

Swinging?

I look down at Addy, once again surprised when she shrugs and grins widely at me. Tugging me by the sleeve, she brings me down to whisper in my ear. “It might be fun to play with another man. Have a repeat of the other night.” I swallow thickly. “I think I’d like to watch you dominate and fuck a hot guy,” she purrs before adding, “or two.”

The End…For Now.

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