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Chapter Thirty-Two

IZZIE

A fter Jackson did good on his promise and fucked me until my legs turned into mush, I had every intention of calling Jane to pick me up. But apparently, after two cosmic orgasms, my body simply gave up, and I fell asleep. Now Jackson is determined to keep obliterating me, because I wake up with him between my legs, eating me out.

“Jackson…” I moan.

“Hello, beautiful.” He circles my clit with his tongue, driving me wild.

I rake my fingers through his messy hair and melt against the mattress. I’ve never had a guy go down on me while I was still asleep, and it’s fucking glorious to be woken up in this manner by someone I’m really into.

“What are you doing to me?” I whisper.

“I thought it was obvious.” He chuckles, blowing hot air against my sensitive nub. “You’re so wet, gorgeous. I love the way you taste.”

He runs his tongue down to my entrance and teases my outer lips.

I squirm, wanting more friction. “I need you inside me.”

“Oh yeah? Aren’t we missing something?”

“We are. Your cock.”

He laughs again. “I meant the magic word.”

“Please, Jackson.”

He licks my clit again before saying, “All right, my sweet Izzie. As you wish.”

“Please don’t quote The Princess Bride ,” I say.

Jackson quirks a brow. “Why not?”

“Because it’s my favorite movie, and you already have too many brownie points.”

“I have too many?” He laughs. “Pray tell, how did I manage that?”

My face heats further, and I regret opening my big mouth. “Not telling you anything.”

He rolls a condom down his shaft, then settles between my legs, resting his forearms on either side of me. “It’s okay, I know how I can keep earning those points.”

He enters me slowly, stretching me in the best way possible. A whimper escapes my lips, but Jackson silences me with his tongue. His kiss is deep, sensual, and sweet. It does something to my heart that scares me.

But Jackson starts to move faster, and the new sensation between my legs distracts me from my thoughts. I forget about everything else and focus on the now.

“God, I love how tight your pussy is, Izzie,” he murmurs against my mouth, then bites my lower lip.

The zing of pain shoots straight to my core, and thanks to all the foreplay that happened when I was still in dreamland, my body can’t take anymore. The orgasm comes swiftly, making me shake from head to toe. I sink my nails into his back, and beg, “Jacks… don’t stop.”

“I don’t want to stop. You feel too good.”

He keeps moving faster, rattling the bed. The iron frame bangs against the wall loudly, and I’m afraid it will dent the plaster. But my concern evaporates when Jackson sends me to O-town again. I scratch his back and scream louder.

“Fuck… I can’t hold any longer,” he rasps right before his body jerks, and his cock pulses inside of me.

I want to say something sexy, but he claims my lips possessively, kissing me with a wild fervor. I don’t know which type of kiss I prefer from him—slow and sensual, or caveman style. I guess I don’t have to choose.

After a moment, Jackson slows down, and then stops moving completely. He hides his face in the crook of my neck, and his erratic breathing against my skin gives me goose bumps. The room is spinning. I have to keep my eyes shut to avoid getting dizzy.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

“I’m fine. Just recovering,” I reply with my eyes still closed.

He kisses my cheek, and it’s the sweetest thing. I can’t help but to melt. Damn it, Darcy, stop acting like a guy I could fall in love with.

“I’m going to get rid of the condom and then hop in the shower. You’re welcome to join me.”

I look at him and find him smiling. He’s so damn beautiful, it isn’t fair. “I’d better wait. I don’t think my legs will cooperate right now.”

A ringtone sounds in the room, and it’s not one I recognize. Jackson jumps out of bed and searches the floor. He finally locates the shorts he discarded earlier and fishes his phone from the pocket. “Oh shoot. It’s the GM. I have to take this.”

“Okay.”

He walks out of his bedroom, butt-naked, and I’m not ashamed to admit I do stare at his ass. But once I’m alone, I realize I need to let Jane know I’m alive. I find my own phone and see a couple messages she sent earlier.

JANE: Chad was a handful, but I’m free now.

JANE: Hello? Are you there?

JANE: I guess Jackson is keeping you busy . Call me when you’re ready.

I smile. He did keep me busy all right. But sadly, I can’t stay longer. It’s already past seven pm. I slept the entire afternoon. I call Jane.

“Hey,” she says. “You’re alive after all.”

“Yes. Anyway, I’m ready if you can get me now.”

“Sure. I can be there in five minutes.”

“Where’s Chad?”

“He’s getting ready to attend a team event. Isn’t Jackson supposed to go to that too?”

“Yeah, probably. He’s on a call with the GM.”

“Gotcha. Anyway, I’m walking out of the house. See you soon.”

Shit. I need to get dressed. I don’t have time to shower, and I’d feel funny showering in Jackson’s bathroom anyway. It’s even more intimate than using the bathroom in his hotel room back in Vancouver.

I get ready in a flash, glad that I was wearing something simple. When I walk out of the room, Jackson is nowhere to be seen, but I can hear his muffled voice from somewhere in the house. I don’t want to interrupt him while he’s on a call with his boss, so I wait for Jane by a front window.

Exactly five minutes later, she pulls up the driveway. Crap. I don’t want to leave without saying goodbye to Jackson. That’d be rude. I’ll have to go find him.

I start to move toward where I think he is, but he finds me first. “Are you leaving?” His brows arch.

“Yeah, Jane just got here.”

“I would have driven you to Chad’s.”

I stick my hands in my pockets and bounce on the balls of my feet. I don’t know why, but I’m feeling super awkward now.

Maybe because Jackson is standing naked in front of you without a care in the world, Izzie.

“It’s okay. The plan was always for her to come pick me up.”

He walks over and touches my cheek. “I had a great time.”

Heat spreads across my face. “Yeah, me too.”

“I’ll be busy this week, but I want to see you again.”

My heart skips a beat. “I’ll be pretty busy too, with work at Triana and the clinic.”

“We’ll figure something out.”

My phone rings in my pocket. “It’s Jane.”

Jackson cups my face with both hands and gives me another toe-curling kiss. It doesn’t last, and it leaves me craving for more.

“I’ll talk to you soon, Izzie.”

I was already in a daze thanks to his kiss, but the way he’s looking at me now is making my head spin. Like an idiot, I just stare at the man without saying anything. It’s the ringing doorbell that snaps me out of my paralysis.

“That must be your sister. I’d better go to my room.”

I don’t understand him at first, but then I remember he’s naked. “Yeah, okay. Byee!”

I run to the front door faster than a bullet, berating myself for being so lame.

Jane is waiting for me outside with her phone in her hand. “I was about to call you again.”

“Sorry… I was just saying goodbye to Jackson.”

“Hmm… I see.”

“A regular goodbye, not the horizontal type.”

She lifts her hands. “I didn’t say anything.”

“I know what you were thinking.”

Shaking her head, she veers toward the car. “Only because I know how horny those boys get after winning a big game.”

“I don’t know about anyone else, but Jackson was definitely insatiable,” I blurt out before I can stop myself.

Jane arches a brow. “Tell me more.”

“Nope.” I open the car door and disappear inside.

Jane gets behind the steering wheel. “You’re no fun. Now that we’re both dating hockey players, we can exchange notes.”

“I’m not dating Jackson!”

“ Yet .”

“Yeah, whatever. You just want me to date Jackson because he’s Chad’s best friend.”

“And what’s wrong with that? Besides, there’s more than one perk of you taking Jackson off the market. It’ll drive Caroline mad.”

Shit. I forgot about her.

“So… you’ve drunk from the Caroline hateorade too?”

“I wouldn’t go as far as say I hate her, but… she’s not a pleasant girl. She was furious that I didn’t wake her up to go pick up Chad and Jackson at the bar.”

“No surprise there.”

“And then she wanted to drive to Jackson’s to check on him.”

Ugh. What a pest. “How did you convince her not to come?”

“I didn’t. Chad told her to leave Jackson alone, and that he wasn’t into her.”

My eyes widen. “He did not! But he’s so nice.”

“He is nice, but he was drunk, and she was acting like a brat. She went home after that.”

I cross my arms. “She already didn’t like me much, but now she must hate my guts. I guess I need to watch my back, huh?”

“Oh, she’s not going to do anything to you.”

“I don’t know about that. She seems the type to get vindictive.”

“I sure hope not. We’re all going to be family.”

I rest my head against the car seat, and sigh. “In-laws are the worst.”

My phone vibrates in my pocket. I look at the screen and smile.

JACKSON: I’m already having withdrawals. Can I see you tomorrow?

“Is that Jackson?” Jane asks with a grin.

I angle the phone screen away from her view. “No.”

“Bullshit. It’s him. What did he say?”

“I’m not telling.”

She laughs. “Oh… did he send you a dirty text?”

I’m glad it’s dark in the car because my face is in flames. “No! Jesus.”

“Fine. Keep your secrets, but the fact that he’s texting you minutes after you left his house is very telling.”

“Don’t confuse wanting to hook up with anything more meaningful.”

“Honestly, Jackson never struck me as the type of guy who was into meaningless sex. You should consider that he might be interested in dating you.”

“It’s not that simple. You’re marrying his best friend. What if Jackson and I date, and the relationship ends horribly?”

“That’s life. You can’t be afraid to take the leap because you’re afraid you’ll crash and burn.”

Yes… yes, I can.

I don’t say it aloud, though. I reply to Jackson that I’m working at Triana tomorrow night, which is true. Maybe not seeing him for a while will help me gain clarity.