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She wakes up in a cold sweat yet again, heart racing. She rolls her eyes, completely annoyed with herself, and brushes a hand against Jackson's shoulder. "Sorry. Bad dream. Did I wake you?"
"Darlin', a girl'll like anything you tell her to like when you're leavin' a dollar on the dresser," he says, sliding another finger in alongside the first.
He makes a soft sound, muffled by her skin, pressing those fingers into her faster, now, more urgently.
"But you wouldn't keep doin' it if you didn't want to?"
"I never said you were stupid, darlin," he says, kissing down the curve of one breast, sucking on her nipple as he plays with her.
"You fuckin' love it," he murmurs, using just the very edges of his teeth. "You love everything I get you to do."
He moves his mouth to her other nipple, biting lightly, pinching the other with his free hand as he fucks her with his fingers.
"Well, yes, ma'am, I believe I do," he says, smirking as he teases both breasts, her clit. "But I am waiting to feel you come again so I can play with your ass. How much more you need for me here, Mac? What's it gonna take to push you over?"
He grins, taking his mouth away from her Tits entirely and shifting down between her spread legs, replacing the press of his thumb against her clit with his tongue.
He stays where he is for a moment, indulging his own love of the taste of her before he straightens.
"Might need to move you for the next part, darlin."
"Sweet of you to say," he says, leaning up to kiss her. "You choose - what position to you like best when I've got my fingers in your ass."
"And I do love the look on your face," he says.
With her tall tied up, he leans down and kisses her deep and full on the mouth, one hand grazing the curve of her bare breast.
He unties her one limb at a time.
"Kneeling at the foot of the bed. Still on it. Hold onto the bedframe."
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