respective bodies would react. It felt as though the room became warmer as they kept kissing, moving from the threshold where Jackson stood into the bedroom area.
“I hope you will consider sharing the bed with me, at least,” Juliet whispered as he laid her down onto the bed.
“I think I can consider that,” he answered, kissing her again.
She ran her hands across his body, unbuttoning his shirt as he took off his jacket. He stood to unbutton his pants and, sensing her discomfort, turned off the light. It felt more mysterious to her as she took off her dress. His shadow moved back into the bedroom, and he crawled onto the bed toward her.
“Do you want to do this?” he asked tenderly.
“Very much,” she answered, kissing him and bringing him closer.
He slid her underwear off while still kissing her. His hands trailed up her body, stopping at her breasts. He had a tender, sensual way of touching her that her light up with desire. With every kiss, with every touch, she wanted him more any more. He took his time exploring before finally entering her.
She felt electric as he moved inside her. Both of them had never felt so close to someone before - they’d both hidden themselves away from others for their own respective reasons, but now they were ready to finally connect. As they both came together, they both felt content and complete. Yet, as Jackson held Juliet in his arms, he thought of his secret again, and whether he should tell her.
Perhaps he could wait a little longer for that. She didn’t need to know quite yet.
VIII.
The next day, they floated as if they were walking on clouds. Some of the people who knew Jackson gave him strange looks with how genuinely happy he seemed. They’d seen his fake smiles, but his real smiles were completely different. Juliet felt lucky to be on his arm with how handsome he looked with his smiling face.
“We probably should get back, but I was thinking of taking a day off to spend time with you,” Jackson said as they got on the car. “How about that?”
“That sounds lovely,” she responded and grabbed his hand. “You’re so surprisingly sweet.”
“I do try sometimes. Not very often, but sometimes.”
“Sometimes you succeed. Not very often, but sometimes.”
“Har har har, very funny.”
The drive was much more scenic than the route they took to the conference. When they started getting into the forest near where they had met, Juliet started to feel uncomfortable. The man her father sold her to kept her in the woods, and it was terrifying to race through it at night. She tried to keep a brave face, but they went further and further into the darkness of the trees. She wanted to tell him to just take her home until finally they stopped at a rustic farmhouse.
“Here we are,” he turned to her and smiled. “It’s the old family farmhouse. It’s very special to me, and I want to share it with you.”
She simply smiled and kissed him. She wanted to be supportive even though she felt completely frightened. He unloaded their bags and carried them into the house. She followed, wanting to be inside with him where it was safe.
“Okay, so I’m going to get us some food and water. Go ahead and take a look around, and I’ll be back soon,” he said with another wide smile.
“Maybe I should go with you,” she said frantically.
“That probably wouldn’t be very effective. Don’t worry, huh? I’ll be back
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