of restaurants and bars that make up the ground floor of an old, converted sugar warehouse that dominates West India Quay. At one end is a cool museum that t

ry apartments, one of which I share with Finn and where I am cu

ingers through his, feeling gratified when I hear his breath hitch in a brief moment of stillness. At least he seems to be as affected as I am

ith a throaty growl. “As long

e back of his neck and pull his head down to mine. The kiss is fierce and passionate, a class of teeth, while I thread my fingers thread through his inky black hair. Jackson’s

ore aquamarine than I had thought, with flecks of indigo that darken further in his aroused state. “Come o

my home is. The main living space is largely open plan and light during the day thanks to the skylights in the ceiling and the doors that lead out to a small balcony overlooking the quayside and across to Canary Wharf. The internal partition walls are painted white, but

is focused entirely on me. As I look up at him, taking note for the first time of our height difference, I see his pulse jumping i

ed behind us. Jackson lifts me off my feet, spinning me so that my back is now against the door before I wrap my legs around

murmurs, tangling his fingers through the tresses and using them as leverage to pull my head backwards so that he can gain access to my throat. I am lost in a whirl of sensations as he nips

hrobbing pussy. I need to touch Jackson’s skin so slide my hands underneath the hem of his shirt. His muscles ripple under my touch, making me eager to see him as

nipples in my mouth and, mirroring his earlier actions, bite down on it gently. Jackson lets out a hiss and a moment later he is tugging my head back, cras

over the smooth skin of his cock, I marvel as it twitches and responds to my caresses. I take my time teasing the end, before slowly taking him in my mouth. Pumping the base of his cock firmly, I use my tongue to trace the veins along his length, teasing and taunting as I listen to his grunts of satisfaction until his precum leaks into my mouth. Glancing up, I find Jackson watching me with intensity burning in his eyes, something gets me squirming under his gaze. I take his rigid

my mouth. Moments later Jackson’s seed slides down my throat. I give him a final couple of pumps before releasing his cock with