"A lot of things I would want to do if you were my woman. I would like to always hold you dear to me, bench you over the kitchen table and fuck you so good."

Her dingy countenance prompted the loud ripples of laughter that left Jackson's mouth.

"You don't want that, do you?" He asked when her lips were tied and she could barely give a response. She didn’t expect such a nasty response from him.

She loved that he was smooth and she was so tempted to go with the flow of the moment but she ...