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His shoulders vibrate with laughter. “What wing is your cabin in?” He takes the map from my grip, folds it, and shoves it in his back pocket.
“North wing, D-25.”
“Come on.” He grabs my hand and pulls me in the opposite direction.
Five minutes later, we’re standing outside my door.
“Here’s your map, miss.” He smirks when he hands it to me.
“Thanks.” I place it in my bag.
“I can’t believe you haven’t gotten your bearings yet,” he teases.
“Listen, don’t judge me. It’s a pretty big freaking ship.”
“Yeah. Yeah.”
We both chuckle.
I open my door to thank him for a great night. But from a side-eye’s view, I see Aliza and D'Andre turning the corner. I had no idea they were on this floor with me. Not wanting to interact with them anymore for the night, I snatch Jackson by the wrist and yank him into my room. Slamming the door behind us, I turn and press my back against the cold wooden frame. When I look up to Jackson, he’s staring at me, confused. I can tell he doesn’t know what just happened, and for some reason his expression has me laughing.
“That was pretty close. D'Andre and Aliza were turning the corner.”
“Ah. Then, yes, I guess it was close.”
“Yeah, figured it wouldn’t help our pretend relationship if they saw you leaving instead of staying.”
He nods. A door closing in the distance steals my attention. I peep out into the hall, checking to see if the coast is clear.
“Okay, it looks like they’re gone.”
When I turn around, Jackson is close to me. So close I can smell the rum and Coke lingering on his breath. With one hand, he presses the door shut while bridging the gap between us. My breaths quicken as I bite my bottom lip, waiting for what may come next.
“Um…” He caresses my cheek, sending a sensational jolt through my body and down to my core. “I’d love to bite that lip right now.” His fingers find their way down my neck. “You truly are gorgeous,” he continues.
My body seems to awaken at his touch, leaving me speechless.
“But there’s those pesky rules you’ve set.” He smirks and traces the curve of my shoulder down to my waist.
He leans into me, our lips only inches apart. I breathe heavily, still nibbling at my lip, my gaze searching his eyes. I know I should probably push him away, but his presence feels so good against me. And when I don’t resist, Jackson places one quick peck on my lips, pausing in search of my continued approval. He kisses me again, this time taking my lip between his teeth, then suckling it. A moan escapes me, and he wraps me in his arms, devouring me like he’s waited all night for this moment.
My body hasn’t reacted this way to a man in a while. Now, I get horny, often, but this is something different. Every fiber of me is begging to be touched, licked, stroked by this…beautiful stranger. I accept that I’d like nothing more than to have him fuck the shit out of me right here on this floor. I’m about to open up and tell him that, but he backs up, gently guiding me away from the door.
“Goodnight, Sabrina. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
And just like that, Jackson is gone, leaving me panting, wet, and craving his touch.
