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“Jackson? Jackson. This is... incredible. I feel like... I’m out of control.”

“Hush,” he told her. “Don’t try to talk. Just feel. Go with it. Ride it, Ainsley. Let go.”

“I’m scared,” she admitted.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

She lifted her head.

“You’re with me. You’ll always be safe with me.”

“I know.”

“Then all you have to do is enjoy.”

His fingers found her G-spot and he applied a little more pressure. Suddenly, she gasped, her hips thrusting, her breathing shallow and quick.

“Let go, baby,” he urged.

And she did.

Jackson felt her tremors, and her juices flowed as she exploded. She cried out his name, and he couldn’t help but smile. Love for Ainsley flooded him. Happiness filled him.

She stopped moving, but he didn’t want her to stop feeling these new sensations. He slipped his hands beneath her buttocks and slowly licked her, tasting her sweet juices.

“Jackson!”

He glanced up. “Yes?”

“What are you doing?”

“Making love to you, babe. Let’s see how this goes.”

“Goes? Goes? What... ah... oh! Oh, yes!”

He smiled against her, his tongue plunging into her, the sweetness surrounding him. He proceeded to feast upon her, hearing her cries of pleasure as another orgasm rocked her body. When she stilled, he kissed his way up her belly to her throat and finally her mouth. He dragged his tongue along the seam of her mouth, parting it, and then plunging inside. The kiss was full of heat and desire, and Ainsley moved underneath him.

She whipped her head, breaking the kiss. “Get those damn jeans off,” she demanded. “I don’t think I can wait.”

Jackson pushed off the bed and quickly unbuckled his belt as he slipped out of his shoes. He made quick work of the jeans and slipped off his socks, returning to the bed, hovering over her.

Her hands went to his chest, exploring its planes. “Ooh, a six-pack. I like it.” She leaned up and kissed along his ribs and then flicked her tongue across his nipple, causing him to growl.

“Wait,” he said, remembering the condom.

He scurried off the bed, retrieving it from his pocket and tearing open the foil packet, slipping it over his aroused penis.

“Ready now,” he told her, returning to the bed.

He kissed her deeply, his hands roaming her body, hers doing the same to his.

“I can’t wait,” he murmured against her mouth. “I want you now.”

“I need you now,” she urged.

He brushed his finger along her, seeing she was more than ready for him. He pushed inside her, reveling in the feel of her.

“Wrap your legs around me.”

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