It was done. I professed my love to Jackson and I gave myself to him. Now, the wait. Does he love me? Or am I just a possession to him? Either way, my chips are all in, there is no turning back now. The phone call interrupted us and I watched him run his hands through his hair. His hands had a tremor to them and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the person on the other end.
Jackson was gruff when he answered the phone but now there was a softness in his eyes and I heard him laugh. He handed the phone to me and I answered,
“Hello?”
“Aunt Lacie, are you coming here yet? I mean it’s taking forever for you to get here and Mommy said you would be here today. It’s today and you are not here. Mommy says I have to be patient, but she finally called that man and told me to ask him, because she couldn’t take anymore of me. That man, who is he? He was angry when he answered the phone, why? I mean he is with you and you are the best so I can’t understand why he would be angry, if you were here, I wouldn’t be angry, but since you’re not here, I am angry. Put him back on the phone and I can be angry back.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. It was Trinity, Abigail’s youngest child and I could hear Ella in the background, saying, “She’s still not here. Mommy. Trinity, tell her to hurry up!”
“I am telling hers.” Ella corrected Trinity and they started fighting.
Abigail came on the phone, “Please hurry up. They are driving me crazy. Sorry to interrupt, but you are going to fill me in right?”
I laughed at my friend and said, “Yes I will fill you in. We’ll be there in,”
I looked to Jackson and he smiled saying, “Give us about two hours.”
I repeated back to Abigail and she groaned.
“You are killing me, Lace. Hurry up!”
She hung up and I handed the phone back to Jackson.
“It seems as though your nieces are a bit anxious about your arrival. We need to go pack and grab breakfast.”
He reached his hand out to me and pulled me to him.
“We’ll finish this discussion later.”
I nodded at him and although I wanted to know what he thought now, I really needed to see my nieces and my bestie. We went back to our room and packed up our things after showering. We took our bags downstairs, leaving them with the checkout desk while we grabbed some breakfast.
Sitting at the table with Jackson I took in how handsome he was. His body had an amazing shape. I could never grow bored touching him. His face was so handsome. His brown eyes and his brownish blond hair were gorgeous. I loved running my fingers through it. His eyes when they looked at me melted the clothes off my body and I felt him devouring my body with them.
The twinkle he got in those eyes when he was ready to pound into me set me on fire. The man was a complete and utter walking orgasm. God, I could freaking have one right now. I felt myself quiver and I felt the wetness between my legs. The friction of my pants were making me hum and all I need is, fuck, his eyes were on mine. He knew. He could see it on my face how close I was. Could you really orgasm without being touched?
Jackson flicked his hand out and he held my gaze.
“What’s going on there, Princess? Are you excited?”
I nodded.
“Do you want to come?”
I nodded again.
He slid his chair closer to mine and I could smell him. He was all man, clean, and God, there was no description. He was Jackson. I wiggled in my seat and my lips parted. The seam of my jeans riding my clit. Jackson leaned toward me and growled in my ear.
“I want to lick you. I want to slide my tongue from your sweet, hot hole up your slit sucking on your clit and swirling my tongue around you. You’ll have to be quiet Lacie, not a sound or else I’ll stop.”
I nodded, holy shit I couldn’t think.
“Are you wet Lacie?”
I nodded.
“Words Lacie. Tell me the words.”
I swallowed, “Yes Jackson, I’m so wet. I ache for you.”
I heard his curse.
“Fuck me. Okay, I’m so fucking hard right now. I was going to talk you into an orgasm but, fuck it. Come with me.”
He pulled me from the table and out of the restaurant. We went to the coat check, Jackson handed the man some bills and said, “No one comes in here till I leave. Got it.”
The man nodded and the door to the coat check room closed. Jackson backed me up to the far wall of the room, slid his pants open and took himself out. He stroked himself a few times and said, “Take your pants off Lacie.”
I moved at lightning speed and removed my pants.
Jackson moved to me and reached between my legs, “Shit, Princess. You are soaked.”
I could only moan at his touch.
He stroked me, rubbed my clit and I felt the world crashing around me.
“Jackson, I’m coming.”
He growled and picked me up forcing my legs around him and he plowed into me. He cursed, as I was tightening with my orgasm and he was forcing his way in. I gasped at the pain of his invasion and then he moved inside of me intensifying my orgasm and making it draw out. Ramming his hips back and forth into me pounding me into the wall of the closet over and over again.
“Damn it Lacie, I can’t stop. I freaking need you so bad. Feel me inside of you. Feel how hard I am for you. Squeeze me, Princess, keep squeezing me.”
I moaned, “Yes Jackson, more.”
There was a feral growl coming from him that I hadn’t heard before and it made me throb. The orgasm started ripping through me again, or was it the same one, I didn’t know all I knew was I didn’t want it to stop.
“Jackson, I’m coming again. Come with me, please.”
My words made him turn into an animal and he pounded me into that wall, I felt him buried so deep inside of me that it hurt but it felt so damn good all at the same time.
“Mine, mine, mine, take all of me. Squeeze me dry, take my seed, make my baby. Take it Lacie. Take me.”
He pounded over and over and then I felt him spurting inside of me and my orgasm intensified, I felt myself squeezing around him and he groaned in my ear as he pressed himself so deep inside of me and held me with his hips against the wall.
I moaned, “I love you Jackson, I love you.”
He didn’t respond he just kissed my neck and my jaw then he took my lips. We stayed like that for what seemed like hours when there was a knock at the door.
Jackson growled. “NOT YET!”
I giggled and the moment was gone.
Jackson slid my legs to the floor and steadied me.
“You okay, Princess?”
I nodded.
“Words, Lacie!”
I grinned at him, “Fucking fantastic.”
He laughed and swatted my ass as I bent over to pick up my clothes.
“Umm, Jackson.” I moaned.
His eyes darkened, “Shit Lacie, NO! You are killing me.”
I laughed, “I’m sorry Jackson, but you do something to me.”
He pulled his pants up and watched me as I put my jeans back on.
“Yeah, well get your clothes on or I’m going to do something to you and everyone out there will hear us.”
My cheeks felt warm and I knew I was blushing.
“We can’t go out there and eat now. We have to leave Jackson.”
He grinned. “I should make you sit out there and eat breakfast.”
I groaned, “You wouldn’t dare?”
There was an evil glint in his eyes.
“If you do, I will not give you another blow job for weeks. I swear to God Jackson.”
He moved up against me and pressed me into the wall. “What do I get if I take you right out to the car and grab something on the fly?”
I grinned at him, “I’ll blow you whenever you want me to, just ask.”
He groaned, grabbed my wrist then pulled me straight out the front door. It was all a blur and I could tell people were outside the coat check area, but I didn’t see their faces, nor did I care at that moment. Who was I? God, this wasn’t me, but with Jackson I just couldn’t stop myself. I laughed as we stood next to the valet waiting for Jackson’s car to be brought around and he pulled me to him.
“Laugh now funny girl, but you owe me and I can’t wait for that delivery. I can’t wait to watch those perfect lips around my cock. Umm, I’m getting hard thinking about it. Damn baby, you do something to me. I can’t think around you.”
I smiled up at him, “Good, because you do the same to me. Your car is here.”
Jackson growled as the man moved putting our bags in the car and I went to climb in. Jackson sat behind the wheel for a quiet moment. He put the car in drive and said,
“We’re making two stops. One to grab something to eat, and the second…” he turned his head to look at me, “we’re stopping at the cemetery.”
“Jackson, no. I don’t want to go there right now. Can we go later? I…” I was pleading with him.
“Lacie, you can’t avoid it. Well, I guess you can, but I’m not going to let you. I’m here for you. Let me be here for you.”
Jackson was being very sweet, but after our morning and not being sure if he truly loved me or not, I just didn’t want to be at the cemetery with him. I wanted to see my nieces and my bestie.
“Jackson, I promise before we leave we can go there, just not today. Not this morning.”
Jackson nodded then drove through a drive-through bagel place grabbing us coffee and sandwiches.
Jackson pulled over in the parking lot so he could eat his sandwich. I watched him eat. His profile was magnificent. His jaw line was perfect. I wanted to run my lips from his ear down his jaw to his neck. God what he did to me. He turned his head to look at me.
“Lacie?”
I shook myself out of memorizing his face.
“I got it, I’m good. Nothing to see here.”
Jackson laughed, shaking his head. He finished his sandwich then put the car into motion again.
It didn’t take long till we pulled up at Abigail’s house. The car had barely stopped moving when the front door opened and two moving objects came flying out of the house. I barely made it to the driver’s side before they were launching themselves at me.
“Aunt Lacie, you’re finally here!”
“Aunt Lacie, you’re here!”
The two were shouting. I hit my knees and gathered them in my arms until we were all on the ground laughing and I pulled them both to me loving the way they greeted me.
I heard a deep chuckle coming from somewhere above us and looked up into Jackson’s smiling face. Trinity followed my gaze.
“Is that the angry man from the phone? Hims tried to keep you to himself. I mad at him!”
Ella rolled her eyes. “Trinity, it’s him not hims and I’m mad at him.”
Trinity stood up. “No, I mad at him first!”
Ella got up and argued back, “Trinity, stop! It’s I’m mad at him. You are such a baby!”
“I not a baby. Aunt Lacie, tell her to stop!”
Jackson was laughing and so was I.
“Girls! Both of you stop! No one is mad at him, hims or whatever. No one is a baby and Aunt Lacie is here so no more fighting! Got it!”
They both nodded then turned to Jackson.
I moved next to Jackson slipping my arm around his waist smiling. “Girls this is Jackson, my—”
I paused. What are we? Friends? Boyfriend and girlfriend?
“Friend.” I looked at Jackson and he quirked a brow at me, clearly not happy with that introduction but he recovered quickly.
He moved from my side stooping down to the girls. He reached out his hand first to Ella.
She took it and said, “Hi.”
Then he moved to give Trinity his hand, but she stuck her bottom lip out at him and held her hands behind her back. “I mad at you. You kept Aunt Lacie all to yourself and I wanted her here. You can’t do that. It selfish and wrong.”
Jackson grinned. “I understand. I’m sorry, Trinity. I hope you’ll forgive me. I canceled our hotel reservations so that Aunt Lacie and I can stay here with you tonight. Does that make up for us not getting here sooner?”
I giggled at him negotiating with her. Trinity was tough. She tried not to smile, but it was easing out the corner of her mouth.
“Aunt Lacie always sleeps in my bed wif me. Where are you going to sleep?”
Jackson smiled at her. “On the sofa, of course. I wouldn’t dream of taking Aunt Lacie from you tonight. I know it’s important for you to spend time with her. Can we be friends now?”
Trinity beamed at him. “Okay. I your friend. But are you Aunt Lacie’s boyfriend? Are you going to marry her? I’m going to be in the wedding so don’t forget that.”
I didn’t get to say anything to Trinity’s questions because Abigail was coming down the porch and aiming right for me. I moved, forgetting Trinity’s questions, and let Jackson handle it.
“Lace! Oh my God, you’re here! Finally! I missed you so much. I want girl time! I want to hear everything.”
Abigail hugged me and I beamed. She pulled back to look at my face.
“You are glowing. Oh my God! You are positively glowing.”
I was blushing now. Shawn was coming out of the house and he was headed toward Jackson who I noticed now was holding Trinity. The two looked like they were scheming about something. He was holding Trinity! How did that happen? She had her hands around his neck and she was grinning at him, giggling. I think my ovaries just went into overdrive.
Abigail and I watched as Shawn moved toward Jackson and they shook hands, both men sizing up the other. Trinity squirmed to get down. Jackson put her down then the two girls were running off inside the house. Jackson and Shawn stood in silence. I moved toward Shawn and hugged him.
“Hi, Shawn. Thanks for having us.”
Shawn smiled down at me and hugged me.
“Always, Lacie. I would never turn you away from visiting. You look amazing. Happy.”
I pulled back from Shawn and shook my head yes.
Abigail moved to Jackson, and she was smiling.
“You must be the reason for the glow.”
Jackson chuckled and reached out his hand. She slapped his hand and pulled him into a hug. Jackson hugged her back and smiled over her shoulder at me.
Shawn leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Is he good to you?”
I turned to meet his eyes. “Yes. More than I deserve.”
He shook his head at me.
“That will never be true. You deserve the best. If he’s good to you, then he’s worth it.”
Shawn winked at me and I blushed.
Abigail was claiming Jackson and pulling him to the house by linking her arm through his.
Abigail couldn’t contain herself any longer,she said, “That picture you sent was absolutely gorgeous. Did you buy that dress for her? God, she looked beautiful. You have some great taste. So, tell me everything and I mean everything, because you know whatever you leave out she’ll tell me anyway.”
Jackson let out a roar of laughter while Shawn and I followed them into the house.
“Abigail, stop it! You’re interrogating him and we haven’t been here five minutes.”
Abigail, pfft at me and kept firing off questions. Once we were inside, the girls dragged me off to play. I shrugged my shoulders at Jackson and he smiled at me as he angled his head toward the girls, acknowledging he was fine.
The girls had me playing with Barbies, then a match game. They also broke out the Twister game. I was laughing so hard my stomach hurt. I loved these girls. I didn’t know how long we’d been here and I didn’t know where Jackson was, but wherever he was, Abigail and Shawn were with him. I was sure they were interrogating him and I was going to have to talk to Abigail about that. But for now, I was enjoying the time I had with my nieces. I knew I’d have time with Abs and Shawn later when the girls went down for a nap and when they went to bed tonight.
Trinity and Ella had lots of questions about Jackson and I couldn’t help but smile when they asked me about him. They wanted to know where we met, how long we knew each other, where we were this morning.
Trinity giggled as she said, “Aunt Lacie, he’s very cute. I like him.”
I giggled back at her. “I like him too, Trinity. A lot!”
Ella rolled her eyes. “That’s gross, Aunt Lacie. He’s a boy.”
I pulled her to me and tickled her.
“Just you wait little one. I’ll remind you of that one day.”
Trinity moved to us and we had a tickle and giggle fest that dissolved all three of us into tears on the floor.
I was happy. Happier than I’ve ever been, and I felt free. The pain and the hurt were still there but now I felt so much more. They were no longer the controlling emotions. Now I felt like I was alive. Jackson brought me back to life. With him, I could finally be me.
The girls wanted to watch a movie, so I put one on and cuddled on the sofa with them. My mind wandered. I never believed I was strong until Jackson. I let myself be led around and let my sorrow be all-consuming. I used to be strong. I used to have my shit together. But Jackson said I was strong. He saw that. I guess my strength had been there, but I let the pain run my life. Well, that Lacie was gone. It was time for me to go after what I wanted, what I needed. It was time for me to be happy again. Jackson made me happy. But did I deserve it?