"I haven't read anything." She confessed.
"You may also feel dizzy in the this stage." He warned. "You should be on the look at for that since you have already lost consciousness." Jackson reached for more toilet paper. "I'll give you the book, you need to read it. This is happening to you."
"So I don't need to go to the emergency room?" She asked lamely. He pulled away the paper and showed her that it was clean.
"Nope it looks like it's all over." He kissed her lightly.
"Thank you again for coming here right away." She stood up carefully testing to see if she felt dizzy due to all the blood lost. Leila went to wash her hands.
"I would do anything for you, Leila. I love you." She stopped and turned around to face him, her eyes wide as a full moon at midnight. Jackson wrapped his arms around her kissing her more passionately. His tongue flicked against hers as she opened her mouth allowing him in.
"I love you, too." She said once they broke apart. He went to the door and turned the lock engaging the deadbolt. Jackson walked back to her as she pulled her shirt off over her head. He ran his fingers around her side to the small of her back. Lips pressed to her neck, he gently sucked on her skin. Leila's breath hallowed and a low moan escaped from her throat. It had been so long since he touched her this way, they'd been so careful since her hospitalization. He stroked her back, hands pausing on the clasp of her bra. His lips left a trail of kissed from her neck to her shoulder as he slipped off the straps and discarded it completely on the sink next to them.
Jackson took her breast into his mouth bite delicately on her nipple. He grabbed a fist full of her other mound rubbing circles around her areola with this thumb. Leila closed her eyes as he switched his actions to the other breast. She grabbed a hold of his hair and pulled on it lightly. He stood up kissing her mouth, Jackson held on to the back of her head. Leila caressed the outside of his pants where he was engorging. He bites on her bottom lip, growling playfully. She giggled in return moving her hands to the top of his pants, slowly unbuttoning his jeans. Leila lowered herself onto her knees undoing the zipper. She tucked her fingers under the hem of his pants and pulled them down to his feet. The hardness peeked through an opening in his boxers. She fully exposed him, admiring his throbbing cock. Leila fondled his balls still hidden in his underwear as she licked mischievously at the pinkish head. Moving her hand to his shaft she held it steady as her mouth slowly enveloped him. Jackson humped as he tried to stifle the moan building deep from within.
She drew all of him into her mouth now, moving him in and out of her lips. She wrapped a finger and her thumb around the base of his penis moving it them in rhythm of her sucking. He couldn't take it anymore.
"Come here." Jackson said, pulling her back up to him. He takes her by the mouth, kissing her affectionately. Leila helped him remove her trousers. Her heat rose from within her as Jackson placed his hand on the outside of his panties. She craved him, needed him inside of her. He ripped down her underwear and picked up onto the edge of the sink, lifting her legs up heavy around his waist. His fingers posed on her perked clit. The moisture increased with every touch.
"Fuck me." She commanded. Jackson tittered at her impatience. He slipped into her opening, cutting through the wetness as he entered into her. She wailed in pleasure, grabbing onto his shoulders. He silenced her with his mouth. Jackson thrusted deeply into her seizing her ponytail, pulling hard she gasped into their kiss. He slammed harder into her, shifting his tongue to her bosom. Sucking hard on her tit once more.
"Ohh." She let out the mounting pleasure peaking as her muscled clinched, tightening around him and relaxing again. She reclined back against the mirror. He rocked his hips into hers as he continued to work. Leila clung her legs around him, she grabbed onto the sides of the porcelain sink.
Jackson let out a long groan as he came into her; he slumped into her resting a hand on the wall to support them. Breathless they stayed there, intertwined until they heard someone banging on the door.
CHAPTER FOUR
At the coffee shop, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up sending a prickling feeling rushing down her spine. Leila looked behind her to the tired looking woman waiting in line after her. Glancing to her right side, only students typing at their tables’ eyes unwavering from their computer screen and to her left was just a wall. There was no reason for her to be so on guard and yet the feeling that she was being watched did not go away. When it was her turn she ordered a green tea and paid in cash. The notion that she was being watched did not go dissipate when she stepped out of the shop and walked down one of the many sidewalk paths leading away. She continued down the path, looking behind every few minutes but there was no one there. Leila turned down a different concrete road and then at the next chance she moved in the opposite direction down yet another one. Stopping briefly she looked into the distance where her fellow students made their way to classes or their dorms, no one staring her down longer than what would be considered acceptable. She'd been on her way back to the house but now she was all the way on the side of the campus due to her paranoid walking. With a sigh she started back towards home.