Chapter Twenty
Shay
“Your turn.”
When I looked at Jackson, his dark brown hair mussed and his heated gaze lifting to meet mine, it felt as if sparks scattered through me at the delicious tease of his lips coasting over my abdomen.
I felt exposed and split wide open, still spinning slightly from that moment where I froze. Somehow, I didn’t know how, Jackson seemed to know if we had stopped then, it would’ve been devastating for me. His hands were everywhere, lightly cupping a breast, mapping the soft curve of my abdomen, and sliding up my thighs to push my knees apart.
Whatever I meant to say was lost in my low moan when two fingers stroked inside of me as he brought his mouth to me, l*****g into my core. I cried out, the pleasure so piercing, it almost hurt. He settled into a steady r
