Chapter 133 Need Him

• Jackson loves touching me. I let his words sink in. Savoring the sound of them. It was nice to hear.
• That confession brought me closer to him. It gave me the drive to offer him more of my inner self. The part of me that I always kept so carefully guarded.
• Jackson’s callused hands landed on my thighs. His textured fingers dug in enough to indent the soft skin but not pinch it. He dragged those hands methodically upward. Claiming me as his.