She walked into the bedroom wearing my shirt. Damn how sexy was that? She didn’t have it buttoned so I could see most of her. She leaned against my dresser staring at me. I pretended to work, letting her watch. Her body, her eyes on me stirred me. They made the beast inside want to get out. Now normally I’m a tame, relaxed man, but when Lacie was next to me or shit in the same room as me, I couldn’t help but want to beat on my chest, grunt and take her pounding deep within her.
Call me an animal, but that’s what she did to me. I had fallen so in love with this woman, that there was no way I was ever going to let her walk away from me. The sex downstairs without the condom, I hadn’t planned that, I didn’t even think about it until she said something. But I couldn’t care less if a condom ever touched my dick again before I buried it inside of her. Yeah, I wanted her to have my baby. I wanted to watch her body swell with it. I wanted to see her take my seed inside of her with no worries on her mind. She was it. She was the one woman I needed in my life. Nothing like the cold-hearted bitch I almost married.
“Oh the boardroom? You’ll have to come by the office after hours one day, I’d love to bend you over that and have my way with you there too.”
Lacie blushed, “Jackson,”
“Lacie? You started it.”
I watched her eyes. She was scared, but I saw something there that hadn’t been there earlier. I just didn’t know what it was.
“Are you afraid of me, Lacie?”
She sat up on the bed and came up on her knees beside me. The shirt hung open letting me see all of her. I had to hold myself back from touching her. She stared down at me and I waited for her to find her voice.
When her lips parted and she started to speak, I turned my focus back to her face. God she was beautiful.
“Jackson, I’m terrified of you. You make me feel things and you push me to feel more. I don’t know what you want from me. My heart isn’t going to be on the table, I can’t let it be. I can’t hurt anymore Jackson, I won’t allow it.”
My eyes held hers. “What makes you think I’m going to hurt it? I don’t want you to be afraid of me Lacie, I just want to love you.”
Her eyes fell downward no longer holding mine. Her voice soft, wavering, “Why Jackson? You barely know me. Why are you doing this to me?”
I moved in the bed, I put my hand around her neck and tipped her chin up with my thumb to meet my eyes.
“Lacie, look at me.”
When she met my eyes, I saw the tears there.
“I know it’s crazy. I know we have a lot to learn about one another, but I can’t help what you do to me. When you walk into a room, my body ignites. It’s like I know you’re there and I have to touch you. I don’t want to hurt you Lacie, God, I would kill anyone that tried to hurt you. I want to give you what you deserve. I want you to feel safe, I want to hold you in my arms and make love to you every day. I can’t explain it, I don’t understand it, but it’s there. You’ve made your way here Lacie.” I put my hand over my heart and waited.
She watched me and her eyes fell to my hand over my heart. I saw the tears falling from her cheeks and I didn’t know what to do to stop them.
“But why Jackson? Why me?”
I took a deep breath and I thought how to put what I felt for her in words.
“Why Lacie? Why you? Why does the sun rise and fall every day? Why does the world spin and exist? Why is the sky blue and the grass green? Why do my lungs breathe in air? Why does life just continue on and on? How can you ask me why?”
Lacie held my eyes, “I just don’t understand why you would want someone like me? Jackson, you could have anyone. Your life is so much bigger than mine. You have money at your fingertips, your social circle is all upper class and I am lower class. I could never bring anything to your world. Those files you were reading, God, I can’t even make sense of them, it’s all beyond my comprehension. You are so smart, sexy and the total package, what am I going to do when you wake up and realize I am nothing.”
Her words hurt. Is that all she thinks? She thinks that my money and my circle are above her? I got off the bed. I walked to her side of the bed and pulled her with me to the mirror in the bedroom.
“Come here!”
I stood her in front of the mirror, pulling my shirt off her.
“Look Lacie. Look at yourself. What do you see?”
She pushed me to move away. “Stop it, Jackson.”
I held her there. “No, look, damn it. What do you see?”
She took a deep breath then said, “I see a woman who forgets how to love. She works hard to have a roof over her head and she tries every day to peel herself out of bed. She gives herself a pep talk every morning just to exist. I see a woman who wants to give up, she wants out, she doesn’t want to hurt anymore.”
I was stunned. The pain in her heart. To feel like she is nothing and wants to give up. No, this is not my Lacie. The tears were running down her face.
“Look harder Lacie.”
She pushed at me. “Jackson, stop it! I don’t want to do this.”
I held her firm. “Look again. Look at her.”
I ran my hand down her body, I felt her tremble.
“I’ll tell you what I see. I see a woman hiding from her past. Afraid to let anyone in because she fears they will bring her to her knees. I see a woman hiding from her fears not realizing how strong she really is inside. I see someone who is so strong and has been through so much that she has built herself a wall of protection to carry around keeping everyone at a safe distance.”
I paused and she said, “Jackson that’s not me.”
I kissed her shoulder. “The woman I see is beautiful. On the outside she has the most delicious curves, the most desirable body of anyone I’ve ever met. I don’t want to just fuck her, I want to live inside of her, buried so deep that she knows I’m there. The woman who claims she is not strong, gets to work every day early to take care of people and make them feel beautiful inside and out, but doesn’t get payment for that other than the payment it gives her soul. She is stronger than anyone I’ve ever met because she struggles, she’s sacrificed and she has lived with loss. She wasn’t given a silver spoon or had an easy life. She has what she has because she fought for it. I see a woman before me that deserves better things. Things I want to give her, not out of pity, not out of any sense of responsibility, but because I care. As far as my social circle goes, I don’t give a damn what they think. Those pretentious assholes wouldn’t know class like yours if it bit them in the ass.”
Lacie chuckled softly but I heard it, I felt it.
“Jackson, please. You give me too much credit. How can you see that?”
I pointed at the mirror. “How can you not see it? Look at her Lacie. Look at her! See what I see, it’s there. You’re stronger than you think. You are tough, but soft. You are beautiful, but fierce. Feel that woman. Feel everything. Stop hiding from your pain, embrace it and let it free. Be vibrant, be you.”
I wanted to bury myself inside of her and make her see but I’d done enough. If I took her again, she would be sore. After the way I pounded into her on the dining room table she would have to be hurting. I couldn’t stop myself and I’m barely holding back now. I turned her in my arms and kissed her lips.
“Come to bed Lacie. Let me hold you in my arms.” She moved with me to the bed crawling in on my side giving me her ass as she crawled across the bed. Shit! She was sexy even when she wasn’t trying. I felt myself rising and tried talking it down.
I moved in next to her, her chest against mine. Her head moved and her eyes searched mine.
“Do you really see all of that in me Jackson?”
Her voice sounded so small, so tired.
“I do Lacie. You just need someone to stand beside you and support you, instead of always going at it alone. Let that someone be me. Just give me the chance, take me into your life.”
She raised her face seeking my lips. I tilted down to her mouth, “Thank you Jackson.”
She brushed her lips against mine then snuggled into my chest. I held her wrapped in my arms, never letting go.
I woke up in the morning and I felt a chill. It was cold in the bed. Lacie. Where was she? She wasn’t in my arms and she wasn’t next to me. I sat up and she was standing at the foot of the bed.
“Finally. You’re awake.”
I grinned at her. “What are you doing?”
She moved to the bed climbing on, straddling my legs. “I was waiting for you to wake up. I pulled the blankets off you so I could see you and I waited.”
I grinned, propped up on my elbows. “Okay, so you can see me. What is it you wanted with me?”
God this woman, she sat naked across my knees and she was gorgeous. My morning wood was so much harder and standing full blown awake looking up at her.
I gasped as I watched Lacie dip her head down taking the tip of me in her mouth. My hips jutted forward on instinct and Lacie moaned.
“Holy fuck Lacie!” I fell back against the bed feeling her wrap around me, moving, sliding me inside her warm mouth. God it was so hot. She slid up off me and let go with a pop.
“Did anyone ever tell you, that you have a dirty mouth Mr. Hewitt?”
I chuckled, moving back up on my elbows. “Once or twice, but please don’t stop Miss Page. God, don’t stop.”
She grinned at me as she moved back over me taking me in just over the tip, then moving to lick me from base to tip. My body was shuddering. God what was she doing to me. Her hand moved gripping my base as she slowly slipped me inside her mouth again. Her tongue slid down the outside of me and her mouth sealed tightly over me. I moaned again and watched her lips spread open around me. Just that was enough to make me come.
“Lacie, God, your mouth feels so good. Don’t stop.”
She took my words as encouragement and she started to slide slowly up and then back down, her hands stroking me where she didn’t have her lips. Her other hand fell to my sack and she was massaging me driving me insane.
“Faster Lacie.”
I pleaded with her and she listened. Her mouth sliding up and down me, wrapped tight, sucking me in and out. Her eyes watching me and not moving from me. It was all so damn sexy, I felt like I was going to blow. My hips arched gently, then Lacie slid me deeper inside, I felt her gag and I pushed deeper stopping her gag as she swallowed and I was done. My hips jerked as she slid back around me and I slid in and out of her mouth as I spurted inside of her. Sliding down her throat I was marking her as mine.
My lips parted and I gasped saying her name, “Lacie, God Lacie, shit.”
It didn’t stop. I was throbbing and filling her mouth as she drank me down.
Finally, I was spent, I watched her sit up wiping her mouth and moving beside me. “Good morning Jax.”
I chuckled, “Really? After what you just did with that mouth, you’re going to call me by the nickname my mother and sister use?”
She was smiling up at me, “Yes, because it sounds sexy. It sounds amazing and it will make you remember this moment every time they say your name and you’ll think of me. You’ll think about what I just did and me swallowing you down my throat.”
I flipped her over and laid my chest against hers. “You are a dirty girl Miss Page. God, I love it.”
I took her mouth and kissed her deep and hard. She moaned and pushed at me.
“Stop Jackson. I need a shower and I have to get to work.” I let her up.
“What, no encore?”
She looked up at me and smiled.
“I can wait. Maybe before we hit the road, we can have that encore.”
She moved across the room before I could get my hands on her. Encore my ass, I was going to make her wait. We had a hotel room booked as it was going to be late when we arrived at her old hometown and I was going to take full advantage of that hotel room tonight.