Friends with passion *Greys anatomy*

𝟯𝟮. 𝗔𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲 {𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝘅}

Esme woke up in bed alone and frowned. She knew how things were and she hated it. She knew how Jackson had asked her to marry him and she hadn't given him an answer. Part of her was scared and she didn't know what she wanted

Part of her felt as if it was too soon. She knew that she needed time. She heard the shower running and stood from the bed

She walked into the bathroom. Jackson turned to face her "are you mad at me?" She asked as he smiled

"Of course but I just wish you'd talk to me and tell me what is going on" he said as he opened the shower slightly so that he was looking at her

"You asked me to marry you and I was shocked. I didn't know what to say and I have been avoiding you all weekends" she said as he nodded

"We don't have to get married if you don't want too. It just feels right" he said as she nodded

"I never thought of it that's all. It was a lot meeting your mom and being proposed to all in one day" she said as he nodded

"Let me make it up to you now," she said, feeling your cheeks flush. Her skin tingled with anticipation, and she pulled off the shirt that she was sleeping in leaving her named. Esme noticed him eyeing her flesh hungrily.

Instantly, Jackson offered his hand to her and tugged her into the warm shower with him. She gasped as she felt the water cascade down her back, the pressure from it adding to the heat surging in her body.

The sight of him turned her on even more as she noticed that he was ready and waiting for you. Taking hold of the bottle of body wash with its wonderful scent of strawberry , Jackson squeezed a bit into his hand, and Esme watched him with utter fascination. She knew that he drove her wild that he made such simple things sexy

"Turn around, Esme." Jackson voice was low and seductive.
Obeying him, she felt your breathing become erratic. She knew that the desire he had one her and He had yet to touch her and yet she could feel the thrilling, throbbing ache between her legs.

Jackson stood behind you, and you felt his stare burrowing into your body.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," he whispered in her ear . "And you are all mine." Esme could feel herself almost get wet between her legs

Taking hold of her waist, Jackson pulled her closer to him. The curve of her ass brushed against his cock, and they both groaned at the contact.

His large hands started to massage your mid-section, lathering Esme up with the soapy substance. Esme eyes fluttered as she enjoyed the feel of his caress.  She knew that his hands had done things to her and he knew how to use them

Leaning back, she sighed as he massaged your breasts, cupping them fully into his palms.

"We're a perfect fit," he murmured, his fingers slowly rolling around brt nipples already erect with the contact, her moans growing louder as Esme lost yourself in his skilled touch.

"Mmm...." Reaching around her back, Esme took hold of his cock in her delicate hand. Jackson growled into your ear as she pumped him up and down, spreading the pre-cum around the head of his erection.

"I want to touch you too," Esme whimpered, completely in need of him

"I want to bury myself inside you."  Jackson said as He kissed her neck as his thumb brushed against her clit and he bucked against her hand