I’ve missed you. “You’re beautiful to me,” he growls, “so damn beautiful.” The pleasure coils tighter, and with a gasp, I come just like that. On my back, sprawled across the hood of a car. Exposed to the dark, to my ex-husband. Limbs shuddering and shaking. Jackson follows a heartbeat later, elbows on either side of my face, hips churning fast and uneven as he erupts with his own orgasm, and— “Shit, sweetheart,” he breathes roughly into my hairline, “holy shit.” My head falls back, lax. Lungs heaving, I manage to work out, “Good news.” “Yeah?” “You didn’t need me to put the condom on you this
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