his words made her growl. one that sounded more angered than the last due to the mere fact that he was absolutely right. her knees had already begun to buckle and before he could even realize it himself, she knew that she was completely tied around his little finger. there wasnât much of anything she wouldnât do if he asked her right this moment. âshut up,â the brunette said with a narrowed gaze as she watched him. he was aware that she had lost and the mere thought drove her crazy. if she hadnât already lost total control over herself, perhaps the brunette would have walked away in order to prove a point, but there was no way she could even fathom such a task when his hands were clasped on her and his mouth had brushed against hers, teasing and taunting her. her head swam and she moved closer for support and the warmth that his core provided. though their bodies remained flush, there seemed to still have space between the two of them as their bodies could never get as close as she wanted them to be.Â
with the kiss, the brunette felt every nerve ending stand up so that the merest brush brought a shiver throughout her entire body. it was a feeling that sheâd never experienced before with everyone. in other instances, the brunette was the one to keep complete control as she used such embraces as ammo to get the men she went after where she wanted them. but in this instant, she felt was having lost complete control felt like. her body had been turned over for him, opening up in ways she hadnât even known were possible. though never would she tell him that as she knew she would come to regret having pursued him and allowing him to gain the upper hand over her. as for tonight, however, she was all in. nothing would manage to pry him from her as her arms tightened around him, deepening the kiss as her tongue danced around his. what she wanted was to ensure that when he left, he would still feel the ghost of her touch, the slight hint of pain from her teeth and nails, and that her trace upon him would remain long after she left.Â
though she had seen where this night would lead them, she had never imagined that their embrace and what came afterwards would turn into something soft and almost vulnerable. as his hands found his way towards her hair, the brunette couldnât seem to catch her breath while the tender embrace made her heart want to leap out of her chest. most men looked to possess and control her, not to be kind and caring towards her. it was a change of pace she had not seen coming and one that had completely knocked her off course. her hands loosened their grip on him as they slowly began to wander upon his body, exploring every imperfection and curve that the male possessed. she wanted to memorize it all, to learn what made him laugh and what scars held the worst memories. that alone was shocking enough to make the brunette tense as he pulled back and began to guide her out of the water.Â
a lump had formed in her throat, not due to fear of what would happen, but more due to the fear of how much she wanted it â whatever it was. her knees were quick to bend, falling to the ground above him as she straddled the male and kissed him gently, almost lovingly. dark tresses framed her features and brushed his own while she remained on top of him, hands wandering across the expanse of his muscular shoulders. it was cold outside, and she couldnât help but press herself to him in greed â wanting all the heat that he was willing to give her. though as he pulled back to speak the words against her lips, it took a few moments for the brunette to hear them through the haze that had settled on her brain. âyes,â she muttered, hoistering up with his help as she reached for his hand. there was a cottage a few minutes away that she had access to but never dared enter much as she rarely spent the night in the woods. the walk that would have normally taken two minutes, seemed to be never-ending as the pair stopped to kiss, shoving one another against any tree they could find. but soon enough, the woods opened up towards a small cottage that offered a warm bed and a fireplace. it wasnât much, nor was it too clean â but right now, she couldnât care less as long as she had somewhere to be alone with him.
jackson wasnât sure when things had switched. he couldnât say that he had seen this coming himself, but he wasnât complaining. this closeness that he felt with devyn right now was something that he didnât allow himself often. he felt vulnerable and weak, which were two things that jackson refused to be seen as. no matter who it was. her hands running over his skin was enough to cause a small moan to fall from his lips as he kissed her. her touch caused his body to tense up, but he quickly relaxed into her touches. he was wrapped around her finger, and he didnât fucking care. not if it kept making him feel like this he didnât care about anything. in the morning, that wouldâve been different though. her fingers still moving over his chest and torso, jackson was sure that she could feel some scars, but it didnât matter. the multiple scars that were once deep gashes, the single bullet wound on his upper arm that had been covered by a tattoo now, and the few bruises that were still disappearing from fights he had gotten into more recently. none of it mattered. the darkness covered most of it anyways.
as they laid in the grass, jackson kept her body close to his own. he occasionally moved her lower half with his hand that gripped at her hip, wanting to cause a bit of friction between them. between the warmth that the alcohol had provided him and his own body heat, he was much warmer than she seemed to be. it was a nice contrast though and while she was cooling him off, he was warming her up. when she started to move to stand up, jackson pulled her back for a moment, wanting her lips back on his for a few more seconds before they got up and wandered off to wherever she was going to lead them. he was addicted. to her. her lips. everything. she was easily making him crave more and more of her. and not just talking about in a physical sense. finally, jackson let her help him up and he didnât even bother grabbing their clothes. it wasnât like anyone else was going to come wandering out this deep in the woods. or at least he hoped not.
it took awhile for them to get to the cottage. jackson would become to desperate for her kisses that he would push her against the nearest tree and press his lips against hers. hands would find their way to her hair and he would have to force himself off of her so that they could continue walking. if it wasnât jackson pushing her into the trees, it was her pushing him against one. he was nice. the back and forth. it made jackson smile into the kiss everytime she kissed him first. once they finally made it to the cottage though, jackson wandered ahead of her slightly as if to make sure everything was safe. it was dark and slightly dusty. definitely abandoned. but it was better than laying in the grass.
jackson turned back to her, easily picking devyn up so that he was holding her, her legs wrapped around his body. he found his way to the bedroom and pushed devyn onto the bed. jackson quickly climbed on top of her, a leg on one side of her and the other situated between both of hers. he rested his hand on her side, brushing along her skin lightly as he explored her body like she was doing his own earlier. a hand came up to cup her breast, thumb teased her nipple as he let it graze over it a few times back and forth. jackson keep his lips on hers. his own lips were swollen from how much they were kissing so he could only imagine that hers were the same. he began to travel down to her neck again, choosing the other side now as he left marks upon her tanned skin. his hand that had been on her breasted briefly up to her hair, pushing it away so that he could continue kissing her neck before it traveled back down towards her hip, pulling her body closer as if she wasnât close enough already. which she wasnât. no matter how close she was, he needed more.
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