I sit quietly and listen to him vent. I watch the veins in his head and arms pulsate with anger. I continually stroke him, calming his inner beast to keep some level of sanity. I can’t imagine someone close to me dying in my arms. Not being able to do anything to help. Wanting to turn back the hands of time and replay the scene to see if you did everything you could. Thinking if there was something you could’ve done to result in a different outcome. The pain, the guilt, the anger all palpable and surrounding us needing to be released.
I take his face in my hands and say,
“I’m sure you did everything you could. I know you being there for Michael in his final moments brought comfort to him and his family. Imagine the joy that you’ll bring to his family when you tell them the news that you caught his killers!”
He stares at me and says,
“Where have you been all my life,”
I just smile and say,
“Waiting for you to walk into the gym so I could bust my ass on the treadmill, and you rescue me.”
We both laugh and agree that it was the best day ever. All joking aside, I say,
“How about I let you take out all of that frustration out on me at Pure Sin?”
His mouth captures mine as his hands grip my ass, kneading and digging into my flesh. He pulls away, nipping my bottom lip with his teeth and without warning, smacks me so hard on my ass that I hiss. With a devilish look on his face he says,
“You have no idea what you just offered me.”
No other words are spoken as he takes my mouth and kisses me with such passion, that it leaves me breathless. His hands are everywhere, touching and exploring my body, my lace boy shorts creating just the right amount of friction against my clit. I’m moaning and grinding my hips down on his growing erection. He’s so hard and this feels so good. He pulls away from my lips and says,
“I can smell your arousal Crys. If we don’t stop this, I’m going to rip those shorts off, bend you over this couch and fuck you until your neighbors hear you scream my name.”
His words come out harsh and that dirty mouth of his makes me even more wet. But, I know he’s right. We can’t give in to this right now. Pouting like a toddler, I move off of his lap.
“You’re so cute when you pout,” he chides.
I stick my tongue out at him to further display my childlike behavior. He laughs and it sounds good compared to how upset he was just thirty minutes ago.
I grab the tray, take it to the kitchen and Jackson follows me.
“Thanks for letting me come over, I really needed to talk,” he says.
“I’m glad you texted me and I’m glad I helped.”
He pulls me in for a hug and we stay like that for a few moments. Walking him to the door, we kiss goodnight and I wave to him as he drives off. I lock up and head back to bed, thoughts of Jackson and what he’s going through penetrate me. My heart aches for him and I love how he wanted to be with me to help him process everything that’s happened today. Pausing on the stairs, my thoughts change as I replay this evening. Jackson was in emotional pain and he needed me. He thought of me and sought me out. My heart is so full, and tears of joy fill my eyes because it’s at this very moment I realize that I’m falling for Jackson Barnes.
I come down the next morning to the most delicious smell. April is boxing up her famous cupcakes for me to take the office. Her bakery, Delectable Edibles, is the best in town and anytime we need some sweets, she’s happy to oblige.
“Good morning Sunshine,” I say.
“Good morning, I have your cupcakes ready to go and I made some muffins for breakfast.”
“Have I told you lately that I love you?” Laughing, she says,
“Yes, you have, and I love you too!” Chassity is out of the country this week, so we lock up and leave for the day.
This week is not that busy. Our major campaigns are done, with the first feature on Pure Sin ready to go to print. I have Charlene working on a feature for the new sushi bar and Steph is working with the events coordinator for the Advertiser of the Year dinner. I’m very excited about receiving that award and we’re having a dinner party at the house to celebrate after the ceremony. I can’t wait for Jeffrey to meet Jackson and just have a relaxing evening with my closest friends. A knock on the door sounds and when it opens, there’s a huge vase of lilacs and hydrangeas being brought to my desk. The smell already permeating throughout the room.
“You can set them down over there by the window,” I say.
“Yes ma’am,” he says.
A voice all too familiar and music to my ears.
“Oh my god! Jackson, what are you doing here?”
Without words, he has me in his arms, kissing me.
“I was thinking about grabbing something to eat and I wanted to surprise you with some flowers as a thank you for last night.”
“That is so sweet you. Thank you!”
I’m smiling so hard that my cheeks hurt.
“Where are you going for lunch? Maybe I can come with.”
His eyes suddenly turn dark, slowly looking down my body and back up to my face, making me swallow hard.
“Go lock the door,” he commands.
I don’t hesitate. The sound of his voice is demanding, yet desperate with need. I click the lock into place when I feel the heat of his body pressing into mine. His lips are warm on my neck and I’m already a panting mess.
“You’re already wet for me, aren’t you?”
I can only nod my head, unable to form words. He grabs my ponytail, wraps it around his hand and pulling gently, he says,
“Answer me Crys!”
In a strangled whisper, I answer,
“Yes, I’m wet for you.”
“That’s a good girl”
The more he talks, the wetter I get.
“Now, turn around.”
The look in his eyes speaks to me. A look of promise that seduces me and makes me vulnerable to his every command. He winds my hair in his grip even tighter, tilts my head and he doesn’t just kiss me, he devours my mouth. Probing, licking, and taking. Tenderly biting my lips, leaving them stinging and swollen. I can feel my control slip as he continues his assault. He abandons my lips and kisses my forehead, my cheeks, and my neck. His tongue is hot and wet on my skin, teasing and torturing me. I’m beginning to weaken at the slightest touch. He tugs on the strings of my wrap dress and it easily falls open, exposing me and leaving me unprotected from him.
Jackson
Damn, this woman is so fucking sexy! When I saw her, I felt like my heart would explode. The way she was there for me when I needed to talk, sealed the deal. She is the one for me. It may be too soon, but I don’t care. I’m falling for her and kissing her has become my new obsession. Her mouth tastes like a mixture of sweet strawberries and fresh cream. Her skin is like silk under my fingers as I make my way down her body, licking, biting, and tasting her. Her breasts are on full display and I bite her nipples through the thin fabric. I’m on my knees and when I look up, Crys has her head back, eyes closed and she’s panting. She looks so beautiful.
“Spread your legs for me baby.”
I pull her panties down and she places her hands on my shoulders to step out of them. I grab her left leg and place it over my shoulder, my face aligned perfectly with her already wet, swollen pussy. I push two fingers in and fuck me, she’s soaked.