By the time we made it to the cabin, I was so wet and panting with need. I tugged my skirt down after Jackson got out of the truck. He came around to my side and lifted me out, carrying me inside. He kicked the door shut behind us and headed straight to the back for one of the bedrooms. He dropped me onto the bed and tossed off his coat. I pulled mine off too and started to remove my sweater next, but he stopped me.

“No. You’re my prize. I’ve always thought that unwrapping presents is one of the best parts.”

I watched as he dragged his sweater over his chest, revealing toned abs, broad shoulders, and his tattoo. I couldn’t wait to trace his tattoo. With my tongue.

“But I’ll get a turn to enjoy you, right?”

“Abso-fucking-lutely. I just can’t promise it will be tonight, sweetheart. I feel like I’ve waited to get a taste of you, and I intend to enjoy my prize tonight. Often.”

He pulled his shoes off and tugged his jeans down his legs, pulling his wallet out of the pocket and tossing a couple condoms down onto the bed. I enjoyed the sight of him standing there in his boxers for a moment before he knelt onto the bed and leaned down to kiss me. He took his time, teasing me with little pecks and pulling away each time I tried to deepen the kiss. By the time he moved to licking my lips and sliding his tongue in and out of my mouth in a motion that mimicked what I’d really like him to be doing right now, I was writhing in frustration.

“For someone who was in such a rush to get me here, you sure are taking your sweet time now,” I complained.

“Patience, Kaylie. I’ve got you right where I want you, and I intend to enjoy every moment of it. Trust me when I say that you will too,” he murmured against my lips before he leaned back so that he was sitting on his knees next to me again. He lifted my sweater up over my head and stared at the bra I was wearing for a moment. “I wondered if it would match the panties you gave me.”

“Was that what you were wondering about?” I teased. “Of course it does. I’d lose sexy points if it didn’t.”

“No, you could have been wearing the ugliest bra that had ever been made and you still would look sexy right now,” he corrected me. “With what you pulled tonight, you earned so many damn points. But that bra adds even more.”

It was my favorite. Black lace edged with red ribbon and a tiny bow in the center between the two cups. The panties matched perfectly except the bows were at both sides. “I figured it was a go-big-or-go-home moment, so I went with my favorite set.”

“And one of these days, I want to see them both on you at the same time,” Jackson said as he ran his finger underneath the strap, pulling it down my shoulder. “But not tonight.”

He kissed down my neck as he quickly removed my bra and pulled my skirt from my body. Holy shit! I’d just realized that I was naked. In bed. With Jackson Silver! This wasn’t something I had ever expected to happen to me, but I sure was glad that it was happening right about now.

“If that’s what you want, then that’s what you’ll get,” I promised. “It’s my favorite set so I’m pretty sure you’ll see me in them again in the future anyway.”

“That’s a dangerous promise to make, offering to give me what I want.”

“I think I’m learning to like living dangerously from you.”

“Well if that’s the case, then I’m really going to enjoy my prize,” he murmured before pushing me down so I was lying all the way back, stretched out naked for him. He trailed his eyes down my body and they darkened with desire. “Stay right there. Don’t move an inch,” he warned before he climbed off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.

I heard a ripping noise, and then he came back moments later with what looked like pieces of a sheet gripped in his fist. He glanced down to find me in the exact same position he’d left me in and flashed me a sexy grin before walking around the bed. He pulled my arm up a little bit and leaned over so that he could look me straight in the eyes.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. He’d earned my trust in the time we’d spent together.

“I want to tie your hands above your head. Is that okay with you?”

Now that was a tougher question. I’d never really gotten into anything too kinky before, but I’d certainly heard the gossip around campus about Jackson’s exploits in bed. And from what I’d heard, he liked to try things that I wasn’t sure I would enjoy.

“I don’t know,” I answered honestly.