Free Jackson's Destiny (Sawyer Brothers #2) by C. A. Harms Page B

direction of Jackson’s house and found that he was only a few feet away. Attempting an escape was pointless.
    He gripped me around the waist and pulled me flush against his body. He still wore his clothes, yet I was completely naked.
    “I asked if you were done yet.” His face was only inches from mine now. I took a chance and shook my head. “Wrong answer.” He turned, still holding my waist and walked toward the house.
    “It’s your fault,” I whispered as I hooked my arms around his neck. What was the point of fighting him?
    “It’s my fault you stripped naked and swam in the lake?” he asked as he looked straight ahead.
    “You make me delirious with your skillful fingers,” I explained. “When you pressed my button of delirium, crazy things happen.”
    My insane babbling seemed to catch his attention. As we emerged from the water, he lowered me to my feet but continued to hold me close as he shielded my nakedness with his body.
    “Button of delirium?” he asked. I only nodded. “You mind explaining what the hell that is?”
    I bit my lip, and instead of answering his question, I wrapped my fingers around his wrist and lowered our hands. I widened my stance and placed his hand between my thighs before thrusting my hips forward. On contact, a moan fell from my lips, and he smirked. Jackson lightly traced his lower lip with his tongue as he took it upon himself to slide his finger through my slick center.
    “I planned on fixing everything once I got you inside my place,” he said.
    “I didn’t want to wait,” I countered.
    “So my touch made you delirious?”
    “Every single touch.”
    He hooked his other hand around the back of my neck and pulled my lips to his for a soft kiss. “Even this?”
    “Yes,” I whispered breathlessly. “Even that.”
    “You are something else, darlin’.” He licked along the seam of my lips. “Let’s go inside so I can clean you up and then get you dirty again.”
    “I like the sound of that,” I purred.
    “You’ll like the feel of it too.” He winked as he stepped back and walked me toward the house. After lowering me to the ground just outside the door, he stripped down to his boxers and tossed them to the side.
    I walked toward the bathroom as he followed closely behind, my mind racing with thoughts of just how dirty he planned to get me.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Sixteen
     
     
    Jackson
     
    “Do you two ever keep your damn clothes on?” Ryan asked as I climbed up into the cab of his truck.
    It had been two weeks since Bailey stripped naked and went for a swim in the lake. Since then, we had a few more occasions where we left piles of clothing scattered around outside. Last night, things started out innocent. We had decided to sit on the deck and have a drink. I, of course, chose a simple bottle of beer, but Bailey insisted on one of those girly-ass margaritas. Things were peaceful until she dumped her strawberry shit all over the deck and her leg.
    When she got the hose to clean up her mess, her innocence shifted into that crazy look she sometimes got, and damn if she didn’t turn the hose on me.
    Well, one thing led to another, and we had stripped down and had sex right there on the deck, facing the open land that stretched for miles.
    “Wipe that shit-eating grin off your face.” Ryan punched me in the shoulder, and I looked over at him, wagging my eyebrows. “Seriously, don’t even answer that question. I need to be able to look Bailey in the eyes, and if you tell me how the hell you two keep getting naked in your yard, I can’t do that.” He shivered, and I chuckled as I shifted my eyes forward.
    I had a new horse coming in today at eight, and we had to finish cleaning the stall before then. Since it was Saturday morning and my oldest brother was free, I gave him no choice but to help.
    Ma had started to surface. We were all a little worried about her for a while. We would find her still in bed at noon or sitting at her