Jackson smiled again, trying to steady his breathing that had started to quicken with rising desire.“Are you still feeling uncomfortable, Honey?” he whispered gently, afraid of making a mistake that would make Jennyfer feel forced to accept him.Jennyfer had refused him for several days now, leaving Jackson confused. He wanted everything between them to happen out of love and sincerity—never out of pressure or obligation.Flustered and nervous, Jennyfer kept her head lowered.“Look into my eyes, Honey. I want us to do this with full awareness and willingness. I don’t want to force you or act selfishly,” Jackson murmured softly, lifting her chin and brushing a gentle kiss against her lips.Jennyfer looked into Jackson’s eyes and nodded slightly. And with that, Jackson began to take what was rightfully his as her husband.Jennyfer gasped softly, feeling a slight sting—almost as if it were her first time—her lips still sealed by Jackson’s. But Jackson didn’t pull away; he moved gently,