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intimate way. For the first time in years she felt vibrant and alive. Everywhere he touched she burned. Shivers and gooseflesh followed his caresses. Her senses where overwhelmed with him and she would have done anything to keep him there with her.
With a curse of defeat, Jackson stepped away from her. Clara heard him pull off his shirt and fumble with his belt and the anticipation caused pleasure to zing through her body. She turned around, the opportunity of seeing Jackson half naked was more than she could resist and she wasn’t disappointed. His head bowed as he pulled his belt undone and lowered the zipper of his jeans. His broad shoulders and muscled chest looked even more appealing naked, sprinkled with freckles and dusted with golden hairs. She stared at the deep lines of his abdominal muscles feeling awed this beautiful man really wanted to fuck her to the point his hands were shaking.
She hoped he would push his pants off, but he simply left them unbuttoned with the zipper halfway down as he looked at her. Clara felt her own near nakedness as his 19
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gaze ran over her body, taking in her appearance in nothing but her skimpy nightgown.
He reached for her, looking intent on kissing her again.
“Wait,” Clara said breathlessly, stopping him. Jackson’s eyes widened in shock when she grasped the edge of her nightgown and pulled it over her head. She pressed against him, savoring the feel of her bare breasts crushing against his hard chest. “Okay, now. Kiss me now.”
With a growl Jackson kissed her fiercely. His tongue plunged past her lips when she gasped in desire. She stood on her toes, wanting to feel as much of her skin against his as she could. Her hands fumbled in his hair then slid to his chest, eager to memorize the contours of his body. Jackson seemed equally desperate as his rough hands ran over her skin, leaving trails of tingling pleasure in their wake.
Somehow she had ended up pressed against the table in the hallway. Jackson’s roaming hands moved to her waist and slid her panties down her body. Clara kicked them off then pulled at his jeans, pushing them over his hips until they dropped to his feet so he could step out of them. His erection tented his boxers and she was eager to feel it, but he gripped her hands when she reached to touch him.
“My turn first,” he said, then lifted her up and sat her at the edge of a small table that decorated his hallway. “I’ve waited too long for this. I want to know all of you.”
She was completely naked. There wasn’t much else to know. Clara almost told him as much when he dropped to his knees in front of her, but her words caught in her throat as she watched his eyes roam over her hungrily. Like a man entranced he reached out and fanned his thumb over one dark nipple. When it tightened he leaned forward, sucking the pebble-hard tip into his mouth and pangs of pleasure surged through her. His lips traveled to her other breast. His tongue laved the nipple and she used the wall as leverage to arch into him, silently begging for more.
“God, I love your mouth on me,” she whimpered, thinking she might die from the building tension inside her.
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“Good,” he murmured against her skin as his lips abandoned her breasts to move lower against her stomach. His large hands gripped her waist, pulling her to the very edge of the table before he moved to her thighs, urging them apart. “Open for me. I want to see you. I need it.”
His voice was low and something in his tone forced Clara to obey. Feeling a little self-conscious she hesitantly spread her legs. Jackson looked at her closely for a moment, making Clara squirm in nervousness. Then he reached out and ran his thumb over her curls, brushing at the opening to her sex. He parted her folds and a plethora of sensations rushed through her. Fear, anxiety, want, excitement. They surged through her veins, making her heart beat irregularly as she watched Jackson
With a curse of defeat, Jackson stepped away from her. Clara heard him pull off his shirt and fumble with his belt and the anticipation caused pleasure to zing through her body. She turned around, the opportunity of seeing Jackson half naked was more than she could resist and she wasn’t disappointed. His head bowed as he pulled his belt undone and lowered the zipper of his jeans. His broad shoulders and muscled chest looked even more appealing naked, sprinkled with freckles and dusted with golden hairs. She stared at the deep lines of his abdominal muscles feeling awed this beautiful man really wanted to fuck her to the point his hands were shaking.
She hoped he would push his pants off, but he simply left them unbuttoned with the zipper halfway down as he looked at her. Clara felt her own near nakedness as his 19
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gaze ran over her body, taking in her appearance in nothing but her skimpy nightgown.
He reached for her, looking intent on kissing her again.
“Wait,” Clara said breathlessly, stopping him. Jackson’s eyes widened in shock when she grasped the edge of her nightgown and pulled it over her head. She pressed against him, savoring the feel of her bare breasts crushing against his hard chest. “Okay, now. Kiss me now.”
With a growl Jackson kissed her fiercely. His tongue plunged past her lips when she gasped in desire. She stood on her toes, wanting to feel as much of her skin against his as she could. Her hands fumbled in his hair then slid to his chest, eager to memorize the contours of his body. Jackson seemed equally desperate as his rough hands ran over her skin, leaving trails of tingling pleasure in their wake.
Somehow she had ended up pressed against the table in the hallway. Jackson’s roaming hands moved to her waist and slid her panties down her body. Clara kicked them off then pulled at his jeans, pushing them over his hips until they dropped to his feet so he could step out of them. His erection tented his boxers and she was eager to feel it, but he gripped her hands when she reached to touch him.
“My turn first,” he said, then lifted her up and sat her at the edge of a small table that decorated his hallway. “I’ve waited too long for this. I want to know all of you.”
She was completely naked. There wasn’t much else to know. Clara almost told him as much when he dropped to his knees in front of her, but her words caught in her throat as she watched his eyes roam over her hungrily. Like a man entranced he reached out and fanned his thumb over one dark nipple. When it tightened he leaned forward, sucking the pebble-hard tip into his mouth and pangs of pleasure surged through her. His lips traveled to her other breast. His tongue laved the nipple and she used the wall as leverage to arch into him, silently begging for more.
“God, I love your mouth on me,” she whimpered, thinking she might die from the building tension inside her.
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“Good,” he murmured against her skin as his lips abandoned her breasts to move lower against her stomach. His large hands gripped her waist, pulling her to the very edge of the table before he moved to her thighs, urging them apart. “Open for me. I want to see you. I need it.”
His voice was low and something in his tone forced Clara to obey. Feeling a little self-conscious she hesitantly spread her legs. Jackson looked at her closely for a moment, making Clara squirm in nervousness. Then he reached out and ran his thumb over her curls, brushing at the opening to her sex. He parted her folds and a plethora of sensations rushed through her. Fear, anxiety, want, excitement. They surged through her veins, making her heart beat irregularly as she watched Jackson
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