“You’re hard on a man’s ego.” He lifts me off my feet, his hands going to my ass.
“You’re always hard, Jackson.”
“Can you blame me? I made you come hours ago and then I spent the next hour watching you bounce around on beds. A man can only take so much.” I wrap my arms around his neck.
“I already told you that I wanted you to do all those things to me that you said.” I haven’t been able to stop thinking about his words. I don’t know how something could sound dirty and sweet at the same time, but Jackson somehow did it.
“I guess we should test out our new purchase.” He doesn’t wait for my response. He quickly carries me to the bedroom, placing me down on the bed. I watch as he pulls his shirt off over his head. Without thinking, I reach out and run my fingers down the hard solid ridges. The man really is a piece of art. Everything about him exudes strength, and not in that pretty boy in the gym way with a million abs. No, this is raw strength. It’s who he simply is without having to try.
“I get to be the only one that ever gets to do this?” I ask as my fingers trail down farther to his belt. “None of those Faiths?”
“Faiths?” he repeats, confused.
“Good answer.” I go for his belt. I’ve become less shy around him since we’ve been spending every night in bed with each other. If anything, he’s been driving me a bit crazy. My body is screaming for his touch, but more than that, I want to touch him everywhere.
I jerk his belt free, my fingers going for the button of his pants and flicking it free. Then a loud banging sounds through the house. “Guys!” Marly shouts.
“Fuck,” Jackson growls before bolting out of the bedroom and down the hallway. I follow after him but linger back some. He swings the door open.
“We got an egg!” She holds it up in her hand. I watch as it slips from her fingers. I swear it happens in slow motion. “Oh God.” She covers her face with her hands. Jackson’s reflexes are quick, and he catches it. “Put some clothes on.” He still has pants on so I don’t see the problem. I suppose I would if it was someone other than his sister.
“Well, damn. Didn’t know you had all that goodness under those shirts,” I hear Ted say from outside. I rush over to grab Jackson and pull him back into the house, taking the egg from his hand.
“Here.” I hand it over to Marly. She spreads her fingers to peek out. Once she sees her brother is no longer right in front of her, she takes the egg from me. “Congrats on the egg. I’m excited, really, but I’ll see you tomorrow.” I close the door before any of them outside can respond.
The second the door closes and I slide the lock into place, Jackson is on me. He flings me over his shoulder, carrying me back toward the bedroom. This time it’s him stripping me of my clothes.
CHAPTER15
JACKSON
“Where were we?”I growl as I crawl up her nearly naked body.
She loops her arms around my neck. “We were taking your pants off.”
“Yes. Not sure if I should be mad that we hadn‘t made it that far or not.”
I burrow my head into the crook of her neck and bite down on her tender skin. She yelps and squirms under me. I clamp my hand on her hip. “You keep moving, and this episode is going to be over before it started. Are you even ready?”
I slide my fingers under the elastic waistband of her panties and rub three fingers over her clit in slow circular motions. “Like this?”
“Mmm-hmmm” is her response. She pushes her hips against my hand. “But I want more.”
“Me too.” I dip my head and capture a nipple with my tongue. I work that nub into a hardened peak and then switch to the other. “Gotta treat these girls equally or they’ll grow different.”
She giggles. “I don’t think that’s how it works.”
“How would you know? You’re a virgin.”
She slaps me lightly on the shoulder. “So are you.”
“But here I am with all this knowledge about how if I don’t give these girls equal attention, one of them is going to feel left out and shrivel up. We don’t want that.” I give her plump tits a pat. “Trust me on this.”
She laughs. “Fine.” Then she pauses. “I didn’t know we could laugh during this.”
“You mean sex? Why not? It’s supposed to be a good time, but I don’t think you’ll be laughing in a moment.”
I dip lower, between the heated space of her thighs and into the soft, slick folds. “Feeling funny now?” I murmur against her skin. She’s wet and hot. Her cunt walls clench around my fingers as I ease one and then another inside of her.