"Fuck." I whisper, coming down from my high. My legs are shaking uncontrollably, and I have a death grip on Jackson's shoulders to keep myself steady. He's made me c*m twice already, apparently making up for me avoiding him the last couple of days. He pulls his fingers out of me, before he moves to stand up, smirking at me. I wrap my arms around his neck, dropping my head against his chest, still trying to get my breath back. "Are you alright baby?" he says, his tone teasing. I nod, leaning my body fully into him desperate for his warmth. Jackson picks me up and wraps my legs around his waist, before walking us over to the table. He sets me down on top of it, but doesn't move away from me. He rubs my back soothingly, waiting for me to get my energy back.
"How come you're here?" I asked h
