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of her neck, lost in the heady fragrance of her scent, he clenched his jaw to keep from shouting out as his orgasm slammed into him. Wave after wave coursed through him until it felt like he was being wrung inside out.
    He shuddered against her, every muscle locked and straining until the pleasure finally began to ebb. Sucking in precious oxygen, Jackson couldn’t hold back the low groan that escaped as he let his weight settle atop her and kept his face against the perfumed skin of her neck.
    Maya surprised him by making a quiet humming sound and then kissing the side of his jaw, her hands smoothing gently across his slick shoulders as though she savored the closeness. And goddammit, but that unexpected show of tenderness from her almost undid him. Lying naked and tangled in the cradle of her arms was so much sweeter than the release she’d just given him because he knew she rarely showed this tender side of her. He cuddled even closer, until his body touched every inch of her skin it could, and nuzzled the soft skin just below her ear. His only satisfaction was the goose bumps that broke out beneath his lips.
    She stiffened, her fingers stilling on his back for an instant. Then she sighed and relaxed once more, running her hands up his shoulders and neck to thread into his hair. Her fingers stroked through it gently, and it seemed like she was enjoying petting him. Jackson all but purred his satisfaction.
    Her quiet chuckle gusted against his temple. “ Dios , and on top of everything else you’re a cuddler too?”
    He didn’t know what to make of the wonder in her tone so he nodded. “You’re not?” She felt pretty damn cuddly to him right now. He never wanted to move again. Why hadn’t she let him please her?
    “No. But you do tempt a girl.” There was a wistful note in her voice.
    Dammit, why? Why would she deliberately deny herself the pleasure and affection he was more than willing to give her? Couldn’t she tell he was dying to? It didn’t make any sense. Frowning, he lifted his head and met her eyes. “So? What about you?” For emphasis, he rocked gently against her where they were still joined. She’d been right there with him before he’d rolled her beneath him. Had the position freaked her out? She had to want to come. Hell, he wanted to make her come. Needed to.
    She put a hand on his shoulder to push him up. “I’ll take a rain check.”
    What the fuck? She was seriously going to walk away from the orgasm he was freely offering? The rain check comment was bullshit. They both knew the moment she walked out of this tent she’d be gone forever. “Hey, what—”
    “I gotta go.” She pushed at him again, avoiding his gaze and making his gut sink. “Cam’s outside.”
    “Cam can wait,” he said tightly.
    She pushed harder, her jaw set. “Let me up.”
    Everything in him warned not to let her go.
    Though moving was the last thing he wanted to do, he reluctantly eased off her and withdrew, immediately missing the warmth of her body. She climbed out of bed without another word and gathered her clothes.
    Staring at the gorgeous silhouette of her body, Jackson tried to think of what to say or do but came up blank. He had no fucking idea what was going on in her head. He was sure he’d seen the heated arousal in her eyes, heard it in those breathless little gasps when he’d had her nipple in his mouth and flipped her beneath him to drive into her. She’d been hell-bent on holding back. Had someone hurt her in the past? Abused her, maybe? The idea filled him with anguish. His gut said pushing her right now would only distance her further, when he wanted the exact opposite.
    Biting back more protests that he already knew would be futile, he flopped down on to his back and drew the covers over himself as she dressed. It was hard to not say anything. The tense silence was like sandpaper on his skin. He caught only flashes of that smooth golden-toned skin as she hurriedly dressed and laced her