Crash Into Me (Into Me Series Book One)

Chapter Thirteen - Us

Jackson grabs me and crashes his lips into mine. He runs his tongue over my bottom lip, slipping it into my mouth to meet mine. I fall back on to the bed, his weight hovering over me. I grab his t-shirt and begin pulling it off. Jackson breaks up the kiss so I can pull it off of him completely.

"I don't have a condom," he admits.
"Oh, we're good, I got the arm implant," I tell him, brushing it off.
"But what about STDs?" he asks.
"Well do you have any?" I wonder.
"No, do you?" he responds.
"No, problem solved," I end. He breaks out into a smile and shakes his head at me. He rolls his eyes, before leaning back into me.

His lips immediately return to mine. I snake my legs around him, pulling his hips closer to mine. And boy is he hard already. Like hard. I grind my hips against him, earning a deep moan from his throat. His hand grabs my breast as he moves his lips to my neck, pretty much immediately finding my sweet spot.

"Fuck, Jackson," I gasp.
He smiles into my neck as he pays special attention to my nipple with his fingers, "Fuck, Jet, I love the way you moan my name."

Fuck. Me.

He continues sucking on my neck while his fingers move down to my clit. I moan as he lands on it instantly, applying just the right amount of pressure and movement.
"Fuck!" I hiss, my hips buckling as I shove the back of my hand into my mouth to keep quiet.
He grabs my hand and pulls it away from my mouth, leaving my neck to look me in the eyes. And holy fuck. His pupils are blow, his eyes burning with desire. "Don't you fucking dare, I want to hear every sound you make."

Before I even have a chance to process what's happening, Jackson's head is between my thighs. His tongue circles my clit, making my back arch as heat spreads through my body like a wildfire.

"Jackson!" I gasp, looking down at him.

He's already looking at me, watching, a fucking smirk on his face as he eats me out. My fingers weave into his hair, desperate for something to hold onto so I don't completely unravel already. I'm trying so hard to keep it together, because honestly, if I cum now that's kinda pathetic. But he feels so fucking good.

"Jackson!"

"Already?" he questions, pulling his face back. He bites my thigh, "fuck, you're sensitive." He continues sucking and nibbling on my thigh, a mix of pleasure and pain swirling together.

I about to argue when he slides two fingers into me. The shock of it forces me to clamp down, a hint of pain ebbing from deep within. I adjust to him and he starts moving, crooking his fingers in this specific way that drives me fucking crazy. I have absolutely no control over the sounds coming from my mouth anymore. I grip the sheets under me in both hands as I throw my head back in pleasure. Jackson's mouth returns to my clit. I grip the sheets harder, screaming his name. 

Holy fuck. Holy fuck! Fuck this feels so good, fuck!!!!

The world stops spinning, stuttering on its axis. Everything is suddenly engulfed in hot, white light, fire releasing from my lower abdomen. My back arches, my eyes squeezing shut from just how fucking good it feels. I feel like everything is right and warm and alive.

Slowly, I come down, my spine resting back on the bed as I breathe deeply. Jackson trails soft kisses on my thighs, taking his fingers out of me slowly. My legs are trembling hard, uncontrollably.

"You sound so beautiful when you cum," he breathes.

I keep trying to catch my breath as he climbs back up my body, placing kisses all the way up my skin. He hovers over me, his hair a hot mess sticking up in many different angles as the light catches the chain around his neck. He kisses me deeply, groaning when I tug on his lower lip with my teeth.