Chapter 39

Laying me down on the bed, he begins taking our clothes off. This feels weird. Looking at my scar, I can't do it, then pulling the sheet up over my body, my arms pulling him to me, trying to hide the scar. Jackson’s arms wrap around my body gently as he kisses me. He is different; this is different. His cock pushes into my sex as Jackson’s hips move slowly. His hands are stroking along my body. There is nothing extra; it isn’t like the other times.

This isn’t him fucking me like he always did; there is no grasping my hair or making me scream. No restraints are holding me down. His mouth is continuously kissing me. As his hips speed up, a small cry escapes my mouth as I feel myself orgasm against him. Jackson’s groans mimic mine. We stay quiet, our bodies entangled for a short while. He moves, leaning up on his side, his eyes glancing at me. I can see part of him is worried. This was me trying to feel things or saying goodbye.

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