pressed between her thighs as she unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall to the ground. Maia’s mouth found mine and in that instant, every notion I had to take thing slow went right out the window. She kissed me hungrily and deeply, gripping my hips and pressing them to her. In one fluid motion I undid her jeans and slid my hand into her panties. A small groan escaped my lips when I felt how wet she was under my fingers. I slid a finger into the soft folds and watched as she leaned back onto her elbows and arched her back. Fuck, she felt good. She’d probably taste so much better. Maia’s soft moans begin driving me crazy. I need to be inside her, now.
She must have read my mind, because she reaches forward and undoes my jeans, then reaches into my pocket to get the condom I grabbed from the Mustang. The feel of her hand sliding over my shaft as she puts it on is fucking amazing. I slide my hand into the sides of her jeans and pull them down, taking a soft nipple into my mouth as I do. Every fucking touch causes my body to throb in anticipation.
“ Jackson ,” she whispers, and the way she says my name is almost pleading, begging me to be inside of her.
That’s so fucking hot . I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of that sound. I slide into her, and pull her ass towards me. Her hips grind greedily against me and her fingers knead into my back. She’s so tight, and I slow myself down to deep purposeful thrusts. I want this to last. I want to feel Maia’s thighs grip my waist as she comes. I aim to please. But god , she feels so good. Her breathing is ragged, and the sounds that leave her lips get louder each time I slide into her. Our mouths crush together, her tongue hungrily finding mine. Holy fuck , she’s so wet, she must be dripping. That thought nearly sends me over the edge.
Maia presses her forehead to mine and purposely meets my eyes. “Ready?” she says breathlessly. “Come with me.”
That’s it, those words are the hottest three words ever spoken. Our eyes don’t leave each other’s as I push harder and faster into her. Our gazes remain fused together until she cries out and throws her head back. The force of her orgasm causes her to tighten around my dick, and within seconds, I’m right there with her.
For about five minutes we don’t move. Our short, ragged breaths are the only sounds that fill the air. Maia’s legs are still wrapped around my waist as her head leans onto my chest. Sweet mother of God , if I died right here, I’d die a happy man.
Through the rest of the night we lay in Maia’s bed, sometimes talking, sometimes quiet, limbs entangled. Twice more, she pulls me on top and takes me into her. Each time, the tight wetness leaves me damn near incapacitated. This part of us is easy, and I like easy. Maia has no idea how sprung on her I am after only a few days.
I finally leave her dorm just before sunrise. Scholarship students shouldn’t really be caught with their pants down in an all-female dorm. Flashbacks of Maia biting her bottom lip and gripping my neck fly through my thoughts as I walk back to the car, and I smile quietly to myself, remembering what only I know.
Chapter 13
Maia
Holy hell! Jackson is one skilled man, I’ll give him that. I lay in bed, wrapped in my comforter, inhaling the scent that he and I have left on the sheets. My thighs squeeze together involuntarily as I remember how he felt. My hero, my Superman . My heart seizes slightly when I remember the night’s events before we came back. I was impressed with my composure at the grill. Truthfully, my stomach bottomed out, and my world spun when Jackson told me about his ex and daughter. The insecure part of me invades my thoughts with what ifs. What if seeing his daughter reminds him how much he loved Shana? What if I’m not what he wants after all? What if my fucked up life is not something he can handle? I should be mad, and I need to be careful. There’s a very real possibility that this could
She must have read my mind, because she reaches forward and undoes my jeans, then reaches into my pocket to get the condom I grabbed from the Mustang. The feel of her hand sliding over my shaft as she puts it on is fucking amazing. I slide my hand into the sides of her jeans and pull them down, taking a soft nipple into my mouth as I do. Every fucking touch causes my body to throb in anticipation.
“ Jackson ,” she whispers, and the way she says my name is almost pleading, begging me to be inside of her.
That’s so fucking hot . I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of that sound. I slide into her, and pull her ass towards me. Her hips grind greedily against me and her fingers knead into my back. She’s so tight, and I slow myself down to deep purposeful thrusts. I want this to last. I want to feel Maia’s thighs grip my waist as she comes. I aim to please. But god , she feels so good. Her breathing is ragged, and the sounds that leave her lips get louder each time I slide into her. Our mouths crush together, her tongue hungrily finding mine. Holy fuck , she’s so wet, she must be dripping. That thought nearly sends me over the edge.
Maia presses her forehead to mine and purposely meets my eyes. “Ready?” she says breathlessly. “Come with me.”
That’s it, those words are the hottest three words ever spoken. Our eyes don’t leave each other’s as I push harder and faster into her. Our gazes remain fused together until she cries out and throws her head back. The force of her orgasm causes her to tighten around my dick, and within seconds, I’m right there with her.
For about five minutes we don’t move. Our short, ragged breaths are the only sounds that fill the air. Maia’s legs are still wrapped around my waist as her head leans onto my chest. Sweet mother of God , if I died right here, I’d die a happy man.
Through the rest of the night we lay in Maia’s bed, sometimes talking, sometimes quiet, limbs entangled. Twice more, she pulls me on top and takes me into her. Each time, the tight wetness leaves me damn near incapacitated. This part of us is easy, and I like easy. Maia has no idea how sprung on her I am after only a few days.
I finally leave her dorm just before sunrise. Scholarship students shouldn’t really be caught with their pants down in an all-female dorm. Flashbacks of Maia biting her bottom lip and gripping my neck fly through my thoughts as I walk back to the car, and I smile quietly to myself, remembering what only I know.
Chapter 13
Maia
Holy hell! Jackson is one skilled man, I’ll give him that. I lay in bed, wrapped in my comforter, inhaling the scent that he and I have left on the sheets. My thighs squeeze together involuntarily as I remember how he felt. My hero, my Superman . My heart seizes slightly when I remember the night’s events before we came back. I was impressed with my composure at the grill. Truthfully, my stomach bottomed out, and my world spun when Jackson told me about his ex and daughter. The insecure part of me invades my thoughts with what ifs. What if seeing his daughter reminds him how much he loved Shana? What if I’m not what he wants after all? What if my fucked up life is not something he can handle? I should be mad, and I need to be careful. There’s a very real possibility that this could
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