Lockwood Creek Book Two - This can be read as a stand-a-lone.
A Why Choose Story.
Maddy Lockwood was the Perfect Daughter and to save the Lockwood family she agreed to a marriage she did not want, but now she will learn the hard way that no matter...
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~ ~ Jackson ~ ~
The change that came over her was swift and with her teeth snagged between her teeth she took my hand and slowly walked us backward around the bed. I ignored the ache in my leg making sure I didn't wince or alert her to my discomfort as I tried my hardest not to limp. "Are you fixin on tellin' me what you have planned for me?'' Suddenly I felt breathless and completely immobile when she stopped.
"No, but I think your way overdressed, right now. So hows 'bout we even the score?" Her small hands got to work unbuttoning my shirt and I didn't even try to stop her when she pushed it off my shoulders, slipping down my arms to drop to the floor. Tugging on my belt, she flipped the buckle open, quickly followed by the popping of each button on the rough denim.
My breath caught in my chest when she hooked my boxers and tugged them down and my dick happily sprang out to greet her, growing harder under her gaze.
And not missing a beat, she made me sit and then dropped to her knees and quick as you like, my boots, socks, jeans and underwear were gone. And then she was back up on her feet.
"I want you to touch yourself." Her eyes dipped for a second.
I wasn't expecting that, but okay.
Her eyebrows rose and I could see purpose in her gaze, but it was also clouded with doubt, like she was ready for me to say no.
"Touch myself? That's what you want, Princess?" Logan had said tonight was some kind of seduction for her, so I would play along no matter what.
"Yeah," Her chin tilted up just a fraction. "I want you to fist it."
No woman has ever asked me to do this before, and her directness was sexy as hell.
My right hand wrapped around the thick base and a cocky half smirk tugged at my mouth as her eyes followed my hand "Fist what, huh?"
Yeah. I wanted to hear her say it.
I also liked that she was having a hard time dragging her eyes off my dick.
Eyes climbing. "Your cock," she said without a flicker of doubt in that command. "I want to watch..." Her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of pink as she added, "please."
And my dick got hard. Harder. "Well, seein' as you ask so nicely 'n all." Excitement radiated out from the base of my spine, upward to the point I forgot all about the ache in my leg or my hand right now.
"Oh, my God. That looks so sexy, Jackson... and hot!" her voice was a little breathy.
"Come closer," my voice was a hoarse whisper as my hand worked up and down with the occasional swiping of my thumb across the head to spread the wetness. Maddy didn't hesitate in shifting closing. Her knees touched mine and I had to angel my head up a little so I could see every reaction on her beautiful face.
