by Christa Lynn
I feel him pick up the speed and pressure a little, his thighs tensing and flexing against my ass as he continues his assault. A fierce growl rolls from this throat as he bends forward, reaching around my full hips and between my legs, his other hand digging into the thick flesh of my ass. He presses against my clit as he pulls back, then thrusts back in a punishing rhythm. I feel that familiar tingle begin at my toes and travel up my legs and settling between my thighs as he slams into me one last time and stills, his hot seed spilling inside of me and I fly over the edge with him.
We collapse on to the bed in a tangle of arms, legs and sweat. As our breathing slows, Jackson pulls my back into his front and whispers in my ear, “I love you Alexandra.” And we both fall into a deep sleep.
I wake up a while later and he is still wrapped around me, but his breathing is even and steady so I know he’s asleep. I flash back and wonder if I imagined him telling me he loves me or if he really said it. I shake it off as something he said in the heat of the moment, surely he didn’t mean it did he?
“Quiet Alexandra.” He says softly behind me. “You’re thinking too much again and I can hear you. This is just the beginning for us, just let it happen and quit trying to analyze every detail.”
I turn to face him and his sleepy eyes smile back at me. “But you said you loved me. Is that true or just something you spit out without thinking?” I ask him, my fingers tracing along his jaw. His sexy green eyes blinking open, focusing on me.
“Oh, I meant it all right. I don’t know when it happened, but it did and I refuse to let you run again. You don’t have to say it back to me now, because I know. I see it in your eyes, but you’ll tell me when you’re ready.” He says as he pulls me into his arms, rolling to his back and nestling me into the crook of his arm, his fingers tickling my scalp.
“Mine, Alexandra. You’re mine.” He says.
“But are you mine, Jackson?”
He looks down at me smiling, brushing my hair out of my eyes. “Yes, Alexandra. I’m all yours. But no more running, because I will catch you.”