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“This wasn’t what I meant when I’d said I’d share your hotel
room.” My voice came out breathless and filled with laughter. It may not have
been what I’d planned, but I sure as hell wasn’t complaining. Canceled flights
were a pain, but I’d happily spend the night in an airport hotel if this was my
reward.

My head fell back as I panted for air. Jackson’s lips moved
to my neck, sucking and licking as he rocked his hips into me. I couldn’t miss
the hard length of his cock as he pinned me between his lean body and the hotel
room door. My legs wrapped around his waist and one of his big hands cupped my
ass. Squeezed.

God, yes.

Jackson lifted his head to grin down at me. He still had the
same boyish good looks I’d crushed over in high school when he was the star of
the Bridgewater High baseball team. He’d hardly noticed me back then, but now…

Well hell, now I had his full attention. So did my nipples.
And my pussy.

“Are you telling me you’d rather be sleeping at the gate,
waiting for a morning flight back home?” he asked, his voice a rough rumble
against my neck.

I shook my head as his free hand cupped my breast through my
top. My eyes fell closed and I tried to answer him as he brushed his thumb over
my nipple. “Oh shit. I’m saying…um, thank god for coincidences, snow storms and
overbooked hotels.”