Chapter Twenty-Six
Shay
With a rough cry, I absorbed the feel of Jackson sinking into me again, his long, thick length filling me completely, the stretch of it intoxicating. I loved the feel of him hard against me, his touch both rough and gentle. My release crashed over me, scattering like sparks, sending me spinning in wave after wave of pleasure, so intense, I could hardly bear it.
He had been relentless, with slow, steady drives into me, ignoring me when I tried to make him go faster. Somehow, he knew that the slow build would make me even crazier and the pleasure even more intense.
I felt the heat of his release filling me as he went taut above me, my name coming in a rough shout. His weight fell against me, and he immediately shifted to the side. It was a small thing, but I loved
