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Making her way across the bedroom to him, she drew in her breath as she took in the view before her. He was stretched out on their large satin-sheeted bed; eyes closed serenely, headphones on and the smooth voice of Barry Manilow drifting into his ears. And he was completely naked.

Jackie licked her lips slowly and continued walking toward him, making sure she was quiet. She wanted to surprise him.

Reaching the soft bed, she cocked her head and studied him, her lust-filled gaze traveling from eyelash-framed closed eyes to stubbled cheeks... Defined chest to the strong muscles of his thighs... His glistening, hair-kissed manhood to the sleek muscles of his calves to generously sized feet. He really was beautiful.

"Justin..." She whispered, her warm breath tickling his bare chest. His dark eyes flew open and fixed her with their intense stare.

"I've been waiting for you, baby."

Her brow furrowed in confusion. "You're not surprised to see me home early?"

"No." He replied frankly, licking his lips pointedly and knowing the effect it would have on her. "I knew you couldn't stay away for long."

She climbed onto the bed next to him and buried her head in his lightly freckles shoulder. "I missed you."

He took off his headphones and looked down at her adoringly. "I missed you too, Jackie." He cleared his throat. "Now take your clothes off."

Raising her face to his, she smirked. "What if I don't?"

"Then I'll just have to take them off for you."

"Fine with me."

Justin chuckled lightly, splaying her body carefully out onto the bed and taking note of the way her eyes followed the statuesque rising of his groin.

"Am I turning you on?" Jackie whispered, still looking.

He shivered with antipation, moving onto the bed to straddle her while gently removing her clothes. "Yes." He breathed, leaning down over her to gently run his burning pink tongue over her earlobe, eliciting a soft moan from her full lips.

Her clothes were soon off and his hands roamed her body, stroking every crevise and tracing every curve. Their breathing grew erratic, filling the room with intense wanting and heating the air with passion.

Without warning, Justin let out a loud grunt and pushed himself into her, his eyes rolling to the back of his head with the feeling of her tight around him. Jackie's yells echoed through the house as he continued his relentless thrusting, and her nails dug through her back, ripping skin as they created angry red lines.

They reached euphoria with intense bursts of blazing fervor, clinging desperately to each other until their bodies stilled and their spirits calmed.

Justin took Jackie's lips in his own, kissing her with impassioned sincerity. "Welcome home, baby."