𝟱𝟭. 𝗚𝗿𝗲𝘆 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝗮𝗻 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗹 {𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱}

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Esme sat in bed with Jackson. They were both shocked over everything that had happened and how Catherine had bout them the hospital and she knew it was a mess. Esme was in shock by it all as she looked to Jackson

"I know that you want to yell at me for this" she said as he looked to her

"No I don't. I want to yell my mom for this. As my wife I am annoyed that yet didn't come to me and went to my mom" he said as she turned so that she was sitting between her legs as he looked to her

"I didn't plan this okay it just happened" she said as they held a look before he pushed her back in the bed. She let out a small squeal as he was on top of her and kissed her

Esme moaned as he got between her legs as she wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him to her

"We own a fricking hospital" he said as she looked to him and grinned as she pulled him to her and kissed her as he ran his hands up her thighs and smirked. She ran her hands up his toned back as he pulled her close. She slipped her hand into his boxers and teased him

She groaned in frustration as he pressed himself against her

"Please Jackson I need you" she said as he smirked as he leant in and kissed her. He lead her over to the bed as the stripped off. She knew how badly that she needed him

"How do you want it Esme. You want to have sex or do you want me to fuck you?" He asked

"I want you to fuck me" she said as he ran his hands between her thighs

He kissed her back and smirked as he pushed her back ok the bed.. He climbed on top of her and smirked from where he was positioned between her legs, his hand splayed out across her bare stomach. "Such a mess for me."

She could only respond with a desperate moan as he dragged his tongue through her folds, making her squirm beneath his touch. Her hands ran through his hair tugging

"Jackson." She panted, unable to keep her eyes open as he pushed his tongue inside her. She knew that they were hanging off the end of the bed

And as he continued to work his mouth over her, she struggled to keep still, heat beginning to pool in her belly.

But before she could reach her release, he pulled his mouth away, smirking at her as he climbed up the length of her body.

"You have no idea how good you taste" He growled, tracing his finger down the length of her throat and then he dipped down, lazily dragging his lips across her chest

He was back on her in seconds, already dragging the tip of his cock through her folds.

"Jackson." Esme whined, bucking your hips up toward him.

He just pressed his hand against her hip , keeping her flat against the bed as he teased her. "Look at you, you're desperate for me to ruin you aren't you?"

"Jackson." She whimpered, not even bothering to argue with him. She just wanted him inside her. "Please."

"As you wish." He chuckled before pushing himself all the way inside her, making her cry out at the force. 

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