Page 161 of Broken Lines

“I’m not trying to change who you—”

“Yeah, you are,” he growls quietly. “But I love that you are. And Idoneed to change, Melody. Because this?” He glances around at nothing, and then down at himself.

“This isnotworking for me.”

I swallow as I stop in front of him. My pulse races as I look up into his eyes.

“Jackson—”

“You make me want to be a better version of myself,” he whispers, his hand coming up to cup my face. His other hand slides to the small of my back, and my breath catches as he gently pulls me into him.

“Youarethe best version—”

“No.” He shakes his head. “No, I’m not. But I’m pretty sure I could be with you.”

His mouth slowly descends, like he’s waiting for me to tell him to fuck off.

Instead, I grab him, choking back a sob as I go up on my toes to kiss him deeply. Our lips lock, tongues dancing as he growls and lifts me into him.

My legs go around his waist, and his hands hold me tightly as he carries me upstairs.

36

Melody

I wake up to…bliss.

Confusion clouds my senses as I try to connect the dots. But as my consciousness drags me from sleep, I suddenly recognize what it is I’m feeling with a heated gasp.

It’s a tongue, slowly circling my clit.

I moan softly, arching my back as my legs spread wider. I keep my eyes closed, but one hand slides down my stomach, and then into Jackson’s hair.

“That feels so good…”

He just groans into me, tonguing me a little harder now that I’m awake. My free hand cups one of my breast, fingers teasing and toying with the nipple as Jackson’s tongue plunges into me. I moan louder, shifting as the sensations melt through me.

His tongue drags up and down my lips, delving lower to circle my ass and being a cry of forbidden pleasure to my lips. He moves higher, sucking my clit between his lips again and dragging his tongue over it.

“Baby…”

I sink into oblivion. My body coils and writhes, and my skin ignites as his fingertips tease over it. His tongue keeps swirling, his lips fastened tight around my clit. And as he sinks a finger into me and strokes it against my g-spot, everything shatters around me.

I cry out, my back arching from the bed as the orgasm slams into me. I’m shaking everywhere, gasping for air and clawing at the bedsheats as he slides up between my thighs. I’m so wet that his huge cock just sinks into me, stretching me open as he drives in deep.

I moan, but his lips sear to mine, swallowing my pleasure as he rolls his hips into me. His hands and fingers stroke and tease over my skin, his muscles clenching and rippling against me.

Jackson grabs my wrists, shoving them above my head and pinning them with one hand. The other slides sensually down my body, teasing every little pressure point, my nipples, my stomach, and my clit, all while he fucks his cock in and out of me.

He grips my ass, squeezing hard and digging his fingers into my skin as he fucks me harder and deeper. I keep moaning, and he keeps devouring those moans as he kisses me viciously.

We rock together faster, my arms straining but failing to break free of his grip. My back arches, pushing my tits into his chest as my nipples drag like electric points across his skin. I can feel my breath catching, my pulse faltering faster and out of control.

Jackson’s hand slips between my legs, and his thumb begins to roll my clit as he thrusts into me. I start to tremble, my eyes rolling back as I feel his mouth drag across my jaw to rasp into my ear.

“I want that fucking cum.”

I fuckingexplode. Instantly. My entire body jolts and electrifies, my core clenches so hard it almost hurts as the orgasms rips through me. He grunts heavily into my ear, biting down hard on it as he rams his cock as deep as he can get. A moan shatters from my lips as I feel him pulse and throb into me, filling me with his hot cum.