Jackson's POV
“Look,” I commanded. “Look what you’re doing.”
Ariel lifted her head, her lips parted, then her eyes flared, and she fell back.
Working her in repeated, slow glides, I dropped kisses on her shoulders, stooping lower. “You’re so fúcking beautiful.”
She moaned again, curling her legs around me to bring me closer.
I kissed her lips. Her cheek when she twisted to gasp.
It was all too dangerous. Fear of losing her had heightened every sense.
I travelled my hand down our bodies to the place where we were joined, grazing over the connection.
“God,” she uttered.
“No, just your bodyguard.”
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