I pulled up at home and saw Lacie’s car, but no Lacie in it. That was odd. I unlocked the door to the house and the delicious scent of food hit me first. Then I heard the music and saw candlelight from the dining room.
I moved toward the kitchen and dining room, “Lacie?”
I didn’t see her in the kitchen so I turned to the dining room and there she stood. A beautiful vision in blue. God she was gorgeous. She was smiling at me and I could barely hold myself in place.
“You are beautiful.”
Lacie giggled, “Welcome home dear.”
She moved toward me and her hips swayed back and forth. My eyes watched her come toward me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me into her lips.
“How was your day?”
I growled as I took her lips with mine. God she tasted incredible. Her lips met mine, she opened for me and I was lost in her mouth. My hands slid around her and pulled her tight against me. I heard the moan that came from her and I was ready to lay her back on the dining room table and sink deep inside of her.
She pushed me, she drove me to such arousal that it was hard to breathe around her. I pulled my lips from hers and smiled down at the look of desire in her eyes.
“God, you are beautiful.”
She smiled at me, “You said that already.”
I grinned down at her, “Some things are worth repeating.”
Lacie got a wicked gleam in her eyes and said, “Is that so? Maybe we can repeat the night you brought me here again.”
My pants twitched and my arousal hit hard against the back of my zipper.
“Don’t do that Lacie.”
She ran her hand down my chest, “Do what?”
I growled at her, “Don’t tease me.”
She moved out of my arms. “Oh, I wasn’t teasing, Jackson. Believe me. But first dinner, then…” she winked at me. “Dessert.”
I looked at the table she had set and I watched as she picked up her glass of wine and mine. She handed me the glass and clinked hers to mine.
“How did you do all this?”
I looked at the plates of food on the table and it looked delicious.
She smiled at me, “I had an accomplice. Don’t be mad. Lydia met me here and let me in. I called her earlier and she said she could get me in. She had a key for emergencies. She figured this was an emergency, she didn’t want you to starve after all.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. A full belly laugh came from deep down inside of me. This woman, God, what she did to me.
“Is that right?”
Lacie nodded at me. “Please, sit down and eat. I just put everything out. Perfect timing.”
Lacie moved to her chair placing her drink down waiting for me to move to my place. I moved beside her and pulled her chair out waiting for her to sit, then pushed her chair in. I leaned down to nuzzle her neck stopping to kiss and nibble a bit as she slid her head to the side granting me access.
“Jackson,” her voice was breathy and filled with need.
Perfect, it was the perfect sound. Moving to my seat I sat down.
“This is wonderful Lacie.”
She smiled up at me, “I love to cook. I just generally don’t have money for it. I splurged. I wanted to do something for you, plus I couldn’t wait to cook more in your kitchen. It is incredible.”
I reached out a hand covering hers, “Baby, you can cook whenever you want to in there. I’ll give you your own key tonight. My house is yours. I’d move you in here right now if I knew it wouldn’t freak you out. I want to fall asleep with you in my arms and wake up to your breakfast every morning.”
Lacie threw her head back and laughed, “I see how it is, you want me for my cooking.”
I arched a brow at her, “No, Lacie. I want you. Here on this dining room table, on the kitchen counter, on the staircase, in the shower, in my bed, on the patio, against every wall and every single place in this house. I want to feel you under me, on top of me, coming on me, around me and I want to hear you scream my name as I lick and suck you to an orgasm over and over again. I want to feel you, see your body and I want to just wrap you in my arms and never let go. I want so much more than your cooking. I want all of you.”
I watched the desire come over Lacie’s face and I watched her swallow hard. Her mouth opened, then closed. She turned away from me and whispered, “Jackson, stop.”
I pulled her hand and squeezed until she looked at me. “I’ve only just begun Lacie.”
Our eyes held and I saw the fear in them, I felt the tremor of her body while I held her hand in mine.
“I know you want me Lacie, but how much of me can you take? How much are you willing to allow me? Fuck, I want it all. I want every single piece of you. I will give you all of me. In fact, you have all of me, all you have to do is take me.”
I knew I was pushing her, I knew she was going to break, but I couldn’t stop. I lowered my eyes to her lips, then back to her eyes.
“For now, let’s enjoy this meal. After all my wife prepared it for me.”
Her lips quirked into a smile and I knew for now she would be okay. But I wasn’t giving up. I was going to have all of her. Call me a dick, but I know what I want, I won’t stop till I have it. Wife? Baby? I can work with that.
I took that last bite of the delicious pork chop Lacie made me and it was as good as the first bite. She had made stuffed pork chops, balsamic Brussel sprouts, and garlic mashed potatoes. My girl can cook. Shit! I watched her as she sat at the table drinking her wine.
“This was delicious Lacie.”
Her lips quirked, “Really? I would never have known with the moaning of every bite you ate.” She giggled, “I’m glad you liked it.”
I picked up my wine glass, “How about we sit on the patio and finish our wine?” I stood and moved beside her reaching my hand out to her.
“I really should clean up.” I shook my head at her, “After. I want to hold you in my arms, look at the stars and enjoy my wine.”
She moved taking my hand and picking up her wine glass.
I settled myself on the lounge chair, placing my wine on the table beside me. I took hers and followed suit. I pulled her down to me and placed her snuggly between my parted thighs, pulling her tight up against my chest. I handed her the wine glass back and enjoyed the warmth of her body against mine. This was heaven. This woman owned my soul. I don’t know how it happened. I can only tell you I belong to her and she, well, she is mine!
My hands roamed her body and I didn’t leave anything untouched. I rubbed her arms, kissed her neck and nibbled her ear. My hands slid down her side, to her stomach then found one of her breasts. It was the perfect fit for my hand. I teased the nipple into a hard peak pulling and twisting it gently in my hand. Her back arched and a soft moan came off her lips. My other hand slid lower, resting just below her abdomen, but just above her mound.
I whispered in her ear, “You are so soft. Do you want me to touch you Lacie?”
I nibbled and bit down on her neck.
She nodded her head yes.
“Words Lacie, I want to hear the words.” I drifted my hand lightly closer to her center.
“Yes Jackson.”
I felt her body trembling, but I wanted to hear more. “Yes what Lacie. Tell me what you want.”
She moaned moving her body trying to get my hand lower.
“Jackson, please.”
She pleaded with me. My hand moved to the tie at her waist. I pulled it free and watched over her shoulder as it slid and parted for my eyes.
“Please what, Lacie? I’ll give you anything, just ask.”
My one hand continued to play with her nipple, the other lightly stroking her stomach down to just above her panties.
“Touch me Jackson.”
I chucked lightly in her ear. “I am touching you Lacie. Tell me what you want.”
I could feel her unraveling under my hands. Her breathing was quickening and yet I waited. I wanted to hear her say it, I wanted to hear her ask me.
“No, Jackson. Touch me!”
I shook my head no. I could hear the frustration in her voice.
“Tell me! I want to hear it Lacie. Do you want me to touch your clit? Bury my fingers deep inside you, what, tell me.”
Lacie was panting and completely losing her mind in my arms. Good, I like it. I want it and I want her to need me. I will give her pleasure over and over again before I drive myself inside of her, but, by damn, she was going to say it and ask me for it. I wanted to take things slow. I swore I would take things slow, but I can’t. I need her as much as I need the air that fills my lungs.
Lacie moaned, her breath was short gasps and I could see the need in her body. I was ready to break when she finally spoke.
“Fuck, Jackson. Touch me. Under my panties, slide around my clit and take my pussy. I need you. I need to let go, I want to feel you touch me. Now Jackson, now. I need you.”
Yeah, baby, that’s all I needed to hear. I slid my hand under her panties and felt how wet she was.
“Lacie baby, you are soaked. I got you, I’ll take care of you. I’ll make your body soar. Let me in. Let me have you.”
I slid over her clit and her body jerked. Hard, I rubbed her hard and slow.
“Yes Jackson, yes.”
I felt her hips rock trying to get more and I gave it to her. Faster I stroked her and then slid down pressing a finger inside of her. She moaned and her hips moved to take me. Fuck she was so hot. Her head fell back against my shoulder, her chest arched and her body was mine. I slid fast and hard inside her adding a second finger and I felt her body shake, I felt her tighten and she was ready.
“Jackson!”
Her scream tore out of her lips and I felt the wetness of her sliding over my fingers.
“So beautiful Lacie. So damn beautiful.”
I wasn’t done yet. I wanted to see it again. I slid my fingers out and up to her clit. She jerked trying to pull away, but I pressed in harder. I rolled that hard little nub and I stroked it over and over again, until she was gasping and moaning in my arms. Her hips were arching and rolling with me and she was panting.
“Tell me your mine Lacie. Tell me. I need to hear it. I want to hear it. Tell me.”
She didn’t speak, I slowed my strokes down. I knew it was wrong, but I needed it. I wanted her to give herself to me. She whimpered.
“Tell me Lacie. Give yourself to me and I’ll give you what you want, what you need.”
Her hips were rocking trying to get me back where she wanted me to be.
“Jackson, harder. Please.”
She pleaded with me, her body was shaking. I bit her neck and twisted her nipple.
“Say it! Tell me your mine. Give in to me, Lacie. Give me all of you.”
She was whimpering, she was holding back she didn’t want to give into me.
I stopped touching her.
“Stand up, Lacie.”
“What? No, Jackson, don’t stop.”
“Lacie, stand up.”
She moved as I asked her. I stood up and pulled her dress off her, slid her panties down and put her on the chair where I had been. I spread her legs and fell right between them. I kissed and bit her thigh, inching closer and closer to where she wanted me to be. Then I moved to the other thigh giving it the same treatment. I hovered over her, taking in her scent.
“Tell me Lacie.”
I saw her move herself to me, but I pushed her down to stop the movement.
“Jackson, I’m yours. I don’t want to be but I am, I can’t stop it, I can’t fight it. Please Jackson, take me, I’m yours.”
That was it. I needed that.
“Mine!”
I growled and I moved in taking her clit with my tongue circling it and sucking it hard into my teeth, tugging and squeezing it. My finger came back up to her entrance and pressing it slightly inside I heard her begging.
“More Jackson, please, more. Don’t stop, don’t ever stop.”
I was done. I drove my fingers deep inside her and tugged at her clit with my teeth. I wasn’t gentle, I wasn’t slow. I was demanding, I was plundering inside of her as if my life depended on it. When I felt she was close, I pulled my fingers out and replaced them with my tongue. I wanted to taste her, I needed her to coat my lips, my throat. I wanted to burn her scent, her taste and her moans into my soul.
She was pressing herself into me and holding my head pressing me deeper into her. I could hear her cries. My name over and over coming off her lips and then it happened. She burst around me and I sucked her into my mouth. Lick after lick, creating shudder after shudder to her body. I did that. I rocked her to her core. I looked up at her as I continued to lick her. She had tears running down her face and she was still holding me to her.
I pulled away, “Baby, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
She moaned and smiled down at me. “I’m better than okay. That was incredible.”
I was confused, “You’re crying, why?”