Dangerous Defiance (17 page)

Without a word, he removed her hands and gripped her hips himself, pulling her cheeks apart. He looked at her like that, her back hole as if waiting for him. Bringing the head of his cock to it, he gave her one warning: “I’m going to fuck your ass hard.”

She made some sound and lifted to him, sliding one hand underneath to her clit. It was all he needed to push into her, her tight passage yielding to his length and girth. He felt her muscles pushing against him and worked through the slight resistance he met until he was in to the hilt. Her fingers worked furiously and before he even began to pump into her, her muscles clamped down as she came, encouraging him to fuck her harder. With one hand, he reached to take a handful of hair at the back of her head. She cried out when he gripped it hard and turned her, fucking her all along, watching her face, watching the pain and pleasure mix in her eyes and when his own orgasm came on, she met his with her own, taking her pleasure another time as he emptied inside of her.

Breathless, he pulled out slowly a few moments later. She adjusted her position but knew to hold it until he excused her. Jackson stood back and watched her as he zipped his pants. With a hand at her back, he rubbed, raising her to stand slowly. He turned her, kissing her, one hand kneading her tender bottom.

“I love maintenance night,” he murmured against her ear.

“I love the end of maintenance night,” she replied.

“You love all of it,” he said, looking down at her.

She shook her head and made a face. “I don’t really. I don’t love the moment the cane hits my ass.”

He laughed. “Let’s go inside.” With his arm around her, they walked into the house. Once inside, he ran a bath and set her in the tub. She was very compliant, her body soft. Always was on these nights, so completely opposite her daytime persona. “I’m really happy you’re moving in,” he said, opening a drawer to look for a comb. “Even if you are moving me out. Where’s my stuff?”

She barely glanced at him. “I gave you a basket on the shelf there.”

He looked. “Thanks,” he said, looking inside the new basket. “I think.”

Finding the wide-tooth comb, he slid into the tub behind her, cradling her between his legs.

“Ouch,” she said, adjusting her position a little. Her bottom was still tender and he wondered if she knew he hardly struck with even thirty percent of his strength. She looked at him when he began to comb out her hair. “You know if you really don’t want me to move your stuff, you only have to say so.”

“I know, Jess. I like teasing you about it.”

“Figures.”

“You’re ok though?” he asked, focusing on one particular knot. “Here in New Hope, I mean?”

She turned to look at him then shifted so she faced him directly, taking his face in her hands. “Jackson, there’s no place I’d rather be than New Hope, Georgia. I promise. I don’t miss my old life, I hardly think of it. I want to be here. With you. I’m happy. Happier than I’ve ever been.”

He took both of her hands and kissed them, then leaned in to kiss her mouth. “Stay here,” he said, climbing out of the tub.

“What are you doing?” she asked, laughing a little when he went dripping and naked into the bedroom. He returned a few moments later and slid back into the tub.

“Jessica,” he said, looking at the item he hid in the palm of his hand. “I know this is all happening very fast but…” He turned his face to hers, feeling unsure for a moment, feeling nervous. She sat back, her eyes wide and tear-filled. “I know how I feel about you,” he said, opening his palm to her, showing her the ring he held there. It was a simple engagement ring, the diamond not large, not small, the setting simply pretty because really, that was her: no nonsense, simply pretty. Simply perfect. “I love you and I want you to marry me.”

She smiled through tears, reaching out to tentatively touch the ring before looking back at him. She leaned in to hug him, managing to drop the ring into the tub as she did so he hugged her with one hand, reached to find the ring with the other. He loved her, he was never more sure than in that mo
m
ent.

“Well?” he asked.

She nodded, crying outright when he slid the ring onto her finger, barely able to whisper the words “I love you.”

The End

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