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round to my backside, while his right makes its way back between my legs.
    I’m burning up! I can feel the fire of my arousal right down into my feet. Ja ckson is washing me, tenderly, the soap acting as a lubricant as he works his fingers over me, into me. From underneath, his fingers move backward. Skimming lightly over the part of me that I now know he wants to claim. He works his fingers back and forth, applying a pressure that relaxes me as the soothing strokes send ripples of pleasure all over my body.
    Jackson directs me under the shower and the hot water only intensifies my arousal. Once the soap is gone I’m pushed gently back against the cold tiles and Jackson kneels in front of me. My right leg is tapped and I lift it off the floor of the bath tub. Jackson instructs me to place it on the opposite rim of the bath and as I do he nips at my inner thigh.
    Within seconds, two fingers are pushed inside me and I think I might collapse. I look down to see Jackson smile his mischievous smile before lowering his face between my legs. I feel his lips around my clitoris and he sucks gently as his tongue flicks across the swollen nub.
    I can’t take much more. The circling of my clit is divine and Jackson is working my G-spot with his fingers inside me. I feel like I’m going to crumble on top of him as I rock downward onto his working mouth.
    Jackson stops and looks up at me, removing his fingers and telling me to turn around. I do willingly and place my hands on the tiles in an attempt at giving myself some support.
    Deliberately slowly, Jackson pushes a finger and then another back inside me, slowly working them in and out, stretching and lubricating me ready for him. His left han d comes from underneath to rub my clit as I feel him nip at my backside with his teeth before kissing the same spot.
    He kisses his way toward the centre and I try to push my panic aside and enjoy the sensations. I feel another nip, this time a lot closer to my opening. His hands slow as I feel the soft wet of his tongue across my anus. Wow that’s nice!
    I relax and Jackson circles with his tongue, working his hands again now and applying welcome pressure at regular intervals. He removes his fingers and slides his hands backwards, lubricating me as he stands behind me. I panic again, am I ready?
    “Just fingers Rosie, we’ll go slowly!” Jackson whispers in my ear and I think I’m going to burst. I realise for the first time that I want whatever he has to give.
    Jackson positions himself at the familiar entrance and pushes inside me, g ripping my hips and pulling me back onto him as he starts to thrust into me. Once he’s found his rhythm I feel his wet fingers slide down between the cheeks of my backside and start to circle my tense entrance. It feels nice, and as his other hand rubs my clit and I delight in the sensations of him pushing his rock hard length into me, I feel the pressure.
    “That’s it baby!” H e’s encouraging me as I feel him start to move his finger in and out of me.
    “Oh h!” I can’t do anything but moan as I’m overloaded with pleasure. I’m aware of my surprise at the welcome invasion of my backside, “Jackson!”
    I try to tell him that I’m close but I can’t form the necessary words. He seems to understand though as both hands start to work faster and his thrusts into me become harder.
    I clench around him as the heat rises up my legs and I can’t stifle the screams as my intense orgasm washes over me. The pressure of his finger in the back of me is incredible and my mind is whirring with the possibilities of this new pleasure centre, I had no idea.
     
    “You ok?” Jackson looks concerned as he rinses the conditioner from my hair,
    “Yes, I’m good, very good!” I giggle; I’m a little embarrassed by my reaction to something that I thought would be horrible. Jackson just smiles and kisses me on the forehead.
    “Good. C ome on you, bed!”
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
    Since we’ve be en