Jackson took her into the shower, the warm water cascading over their intertwined bodies, washing away the remnants of their passion and the tension of the morning. Steam curled around them, wrapping them in a haze of heat and intimacy. As the water drummed against their skin, Jackson's hands found her waist, pulling her flush against him. His gaze dropped to the delicate curve of her neck, where faint marks of his earlier worship lingered. A slow smirk tugged at his lips. Without a word, he tilted her chin up, his fingers grazing her damp skin. Then, with deliberate intent, he leaned in—his breath hot against her pulse point—hovering there for a moment, savoring the way her breath hitched in anticipation before he claimed her once more. Jackson’s lips latched onto her neck, his teeth g
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