Parting her legs as far as she could to give him better access Aviva grabbed onto Jason’s flexed shoulders and held on. It felt so good, standing in his office, warmth from the sunlight beating across her face and this huge man catering to her needs. Without warning, he stroked forward thrusting a finger into her waiting body, Aviva’s inner muscles constricted not wanting to let his finger go. Moving his finger his hand backwards, Jason inserted another finger and increased the tempo of his movements. Back and forth, round and round. Raising one leg Aviva hooked it around his thigh to give his deep thrusts better access. She wanted to move her leg higher but he was so tall, his thigh was as far as she could comfortably reach without his help. As if reading her mind, using one hand, he hoisted her up as though he were lifting a feather, never slowing down his ministrations as he settled completely between her legs. At some point Jason had freed himself from the confines of his trousers. Aviva didn’t know when and she didn’t care. All she cared about was the delicious feel of his hard, hot swollen flesh, its bulbous head moving backwards and forwards against her over sensitized core, gathering up her moisture.
With one powerful thrust Jason buried himself deeply into Aviva’s waiting body, stretching her to her limits. Without a moment of hesitation, he began to move inside her, using long hard strokes. Strokes meant to drive all coherent thought from her mind. It was working; she felt the now recognizable tingle begin in her toes, traveling up her legs, her body was primed and ready to combust. Suddenly it did exactly that, she exploded, a feeling of euphoria rushing through her like lava, a never ending eruption of sensations pulsing, throbbing through her body tingling her nerve endings. Digging her fingers into Jason’s back, Aviva bent her head into the crease of his neck and bit down in an attempt to stop herself from howling out her pleasure, shuddering in his strong arms as he pulled her even tighter against his body.
As Aviva’s body convulsed around his; Jason surged forward, hard and fast, thrusting as deeply as he could. Once, twice, three times in rapid succession before he too felt the release he had been striving for rush over him. Trembling, Jason clutched a still convulsing Aviva to his chest as he threw back his head and howled out his pleasure uncaring of who heard him. Her pleasure was his pleasure returned tenfold.
Rubbing her back in a soothing gesture, Jason lovingly nuzzled the side of Aviva’s bent head giving her gentle kisses meant to demonstrate how much he loved holding her in his arms their bodies still attached. “You okay, Angel. I’ve still got thirty seconds if you need anything else.” Jason said self-satisfaction evident in his voice.
Leaning slightly away from him, Aviva opened her mouth for a quick comeback to Jason’s cocky comment. Looking into his eyes that were once again lightening to their usual shade somewhere between black and dark green, the realization hit her. The realization of how much she loved this stubborn hard headed man hit home. Releasing an audible gasp at the comprehension of what she had just admitted to herself, Aviva pushed against his body with all her might in an attempt to get away. It was too soon. She couldn’t be feeling this way, she needed more time, they needed more time.
Jason had no idea of the thoughts running through Aviva’s head, what he was sure of was he didn’t like the frightened look emanating from her eyes. He knew he had been a bit rough, he also knew he hadn’t hurt her so something else was going on, something was frightening her. Feeling her pushing demand to be released, he tightened his arms in refusal. “What…what’s going through that beautiful head of yours?”
Racked with doubt, Jason asked the question he felt almost certain to be untrue, but her continued silent demand to be released, a small grain of doubt raised its head as it always did whenever they made love. He was so much bigger than her and took precautions to ensure he didn’t hurt her but maybe in his haste he had done exactly that. “Did I hurt you, I’m sorry Angel, you know that right, I’ll be more careful in the future. You know I wouldn’t hurt you for the world…you know that, right?” Jason finished running his big hands up and down her back as feelings of apprehension gripped him at her continued silence.
Tears gathered in Aviva’s eyes as she looked at his beloved face, his expression of remorse evident. Unable to bare his remorseful expression a moment longer, she took Jason’s face between her hands as she stroked along the planes of his face. “You didn’t hurt me Jason. Your loving could never hurt me. I love the way you love me.” Aviva swallowed as the worry began to leave his dark eyes. Yes he was gruff, stubborn, unreasonable and hard at times, but never with her. With her he was always gentle and caring, catering to her every need, ensuring she came first. How could she help but love him. “I love you Jason King – I love you very, very much.”
Jason closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath as he bent his head to rest his forehead against hers. The trembling that had racked his body only moments before once again rippled through him, this time for a completely different reason. “Say it again, Angel.”
“I Aviva Johnson, love you, Jason King, very, very much.”
“I feel like I’ve waited a lifetime to hear those words leave your lips and now that they have, I’m not letting you take then back. I’ll never give you cause to take them back. I love you too. I knew it from our first day together and from here on out – it only gets better.” Jason’s words resonated throughout Aviva and she knew, without a shadow of doubt she would never regret loving this man.
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Later that night as Aviva and Jason held each other after another bout of tender lovemaking; she remembered Jason had a surprise for her. “I thought you had a surprise for me – what or where is it?”
Looking down at Aviva who had adjusted her position to rest on his chest, Jason laughed at her expectant expression. “Come on Angel, I already gave you one surprise in the office, another not ten minutes ago and now you want more. I think I created a monster.”
“That was it – sex was my surprise?” Aviva asked incredulously to Jason’s comments followed by a scoff of disbelief.
“For your information, ‘Miss where’s my surprise, scoffer’, I’ll have you know we don’t have sex, we make love and I’m very good at it.”
“Yes baby, you are very good at it…I just expected something else. You can surprise me like that whenever you want to.” Aviva placated Jason as she patted him on the chest and snuggling closer to him in readiness for sleep. Making no attempt to stifle her loud yawn, she closed her eyes as sleep began to pull her towards its waiting embrace.
Jason laughed, Aviva felt the rumble of his laughter pass from his body into hers. “What did I say that was so funny?”
“Nothing my Angel, just don’t ever change, that’s all I ask.”
“Granted – now may I get some sleep or are you going to turn into one of those men who need to talk after giving it up?”
Howling with laughter, Jason slapped her on her bare ass as he flipped her onto her back, trapping her under his much larger body. “For that last comment I should really forget all about taking you to the Caribbean for ten days.”
Squealing with excitement, Aviva wrapped her legs around Jason’s waist and wiggled to show him he had her full attention. “Which island? When are we leaving?”
“You like this surprise huh – do you like it better than the one I gave you in the office?” Jason asked taking advantage of the position she had put herself into by pressing her into the bed with his big body.
“Stop that, you insatiable freak and answer my questions.”
“You’re sure I can’t tempt you? They say threes a charm!”
“Sorry babe, the punarney club is closed for the night. Now should you answer my questions in a timely fashion, it will definitely be open on the morrow.”
“You drive a hard bargain…”
“Baby, from what I can feel, you’re the hard one.”
“If you don’t want answers to your questions, keep talking.”
Closing an imaginary zipper across her lips, Aviva b
atted her eyelashes at Jason. Mimicking the opening of the zipper once more, she couldn’t resist one last comment, just to wind him up. “Please feel free to speak whenever you’re ready.”
“If you keep quiet for just a moment I might get a chance.”
Raising her hand to again close the imaginary zipper across her mouth, Jason beat her to the motion, causing them both to laugh. “We’re going to, Palm Island, St Vincent and we leave on Sunday.”
“Are you crazy?!” Aviva shrieked. The man had to be crazy if he thought she could be ready to leave with less than two days’ notice.
“Baby, I love you for arranging this trip for us – but there is no way on earth I can be ready in two days!”
“Why not?”
“I’ll tell you why not: number one I’m black, in case you haven’t noticed and I need to get my hair braided, number two, I’m a woman and what woman do you know could be ready to look like the bomb on vacation in, less than two days?”
Jason had never seen Aviva so panicked, her eyes nearly bulging out of her head. He thought it hilarious and laughed so hard tears ran down his face.
“Shut up Jason…you…you are such a bloke!” Aviva finished, knowing her name calling was childish and even worse, lame as hell.
Silently thinking he needed a medal, he sucked in his laughter and told her they would be leaving for New York first thing in the morning and would be staying with his father and brothers until their departure on Sunday evening.
“That gives you nearly all day Saturday and Sunday to get your hair done and shop for whatever you need for the trip. I’ll even make you a deal; you can have my credit card to buy whatever you think you’ll need. How’s that for a bloke?”
Looking at him under her lashes, Aviva gave him her slyest smile as she held out her hand to shake his in agreement. Look out New York, Aviva was coming and she would have Jason’s credit card for company.
“I don’t like that look – am I going to regret something?”
“But of course, darling; two days’ notice my foot!”
~~~~~~~~~
London, England
“Hello.”
“New York City is a go. All the components are in place.”
“Good, very good – make sure nothing goes wrong. I’ve waited too long for this.”
“Nothing will go wrong; I can assure you of that.”
“It had better not. If it does, I’ll be taking it out of your hide and that’s a promise from me to you, do we understand each other?”
“I understand perfectly, I want this just as much as you do.”
“No, you could never want this as much as I. Inform me when the deed is done and remember what I said, no fuck ups...for your sake.”
Knowing better than to respond the caller waited until he heard the drone of the disconnected phone line. “Bastard, who the hell do you think you are? I’m sick and tired of you fuck ups thinking I’m your minion. Don’t worry; this is the last time you’re going to speak to me like I’m a piece of shit. I’m about to get mine and you’re my ticket.” Replacing the handset the caller walked away to recheck what he already knew; all was in place.
Chapter 16
At their arrival at New York’s JFK Airport, Aviva was still a little stunned at traveling by private jet. Jason must be seriously loaded if he could afford to run his own aircraft. Aviva was also still a little disgruntled at the way in which the stunning flight attendant had been sticking her boobs in Jason's face, giving her death looks when he wasn't looking and polite smiles when he was. As for Jason, the man had been completely oblivious to the woman’s antics to capture his attention. Shaking her head at her recollections, Aviva stared broodingly out the car window, not really seeing the passing scenery.
“Okay, what did I do wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Well good, for a minute there I thought I was in the dog house.”
“That’s just it Jason, you did – nothing.”
Jason had an inkling of what had gone on during their flight, well aware of Monica’s attempts at gaining his attention. But he wasn’t dumb, if she didn’t broach the subject there was no way in this lifetime he was going to. So being of a sane mind he kept quiet knowing she would tell him all about his mistake in a matter of minutes. Bingo, here it comes.
Turning towards Jason, Aviva asked the question that had been burning a hole through her mind throughout the whole trip. “Monica's very beautiful, and...did you have relations with that woman?”
“No ma’am, I never did; and for the record I never mix business with pleasure – ever.” Jason stated emphatically, holding her gaze to show the seriousness of his response.
Feeling slightly discomforted by his response, Aviva mumbled something unintelligible under her breath. Seeing her embarrassment at jumping to conclusions, Jason laughed as he was again presented with her back. His Angel was jealous but he knew she would never admit it. Shaking his head he left her to stew on his words, returning his attention to the documents in his hands.
Jason continued studying his papers and Aviva continued looking out the window for the remainder of the drive. The car soon came to a halt outside of a pair of double gates. As the gates swept back; the car once again resumed its forward motion, carrying them up a long winding driveway, leading towards a beautiful older styled mansion surrounded by large sweeping manicured lawns.
Looking out of the window, Aviva saw Josh standing at the foot of the stairs awaiting their arrival. When the car came to a stop, he opened the door and extended his hand to assist her out. Pulling her close, Josh kissed Aviva on the lips by way of welcome. Not appreciating his presumption, Jason hastened around the car and thumped him on the back hard enough to make him stagger before saying a brief hello. Stumbling into Aviva’s body, Josh allowed his frame to rest against her, giving the impression Jason had hit him hard enough for him to lose his balance. It worked, frightened Josh would fall, Aviva tightened her arms around his body to ensure he remained upright. His warning blow having backfired, Jason had no choice other than to personally extricate Aviva from Josh’s arms.
The mock expression of innocence on Josh’s face made Jason admit to himself, he had missed his fun loving brother. Unwilling to show any sign of amusement at his antics, Jason wiped any sign of emotion from his face before growling at a highly amused Josh.
“Don’t push your luck laughing boy.”
Refusing to completely release Aviva, Josh took her arm as he escorted them into the house. Shaking his head, Jason had no choice other than to follow behind.
Jason hadn't seen his brothers or father for the past six weeks; he did however receive a phone call from each of them, at least once a week At first Jason had been reluctant to speak with them so often, keeping their conversations brief, not caring if they thought him rude. As the weeks passed he realized his curtness only fueled their determination to break through the barriers he had erected to keep them at a distance. They continued to call until he found himself looking forward to their weekly conversations. When the calls suddenly stopped, he became concerned something serious had taken place that had caused a break to their routine. He had contacted Jackson to assure himself of their wellbeing. Jason quickly realized he had been well and truly suckered. He hadn't been using his brain; rather he had been operating from a place of emotion. The abrupt cessation of calls had been plotted to perfection by Aviva and Jackson – bombardment followed by abrupt withdrawal. A clever man, Jason was still surprised at how completely he had been duped by their conspiracy.
Leading them through a large hallway, Josh opened a door to reveal a bright family room. Looking around the room he could see the room carried all the trappings one would associate with people of their wealth. Expensive furnishings, works of art, as well as high ceilings and big windows, the room also sported well used seating that showed it was a place the family regularly gathered in. The used look of the seating made Jason immediately feel at home. Somehow these three men had
crept up on him, their selfless understanding of his rude and sometimes brooding persona showing him their intentions towards him. They were also willing to get him the answers he sought – that time had come, which was his primary reason for making the trip to New York. Looking at Jake, the only other occupant of the room, he gave him a barely discernible nod, indicating their plans had come to fruition. Satisfied, Jason allowed a genuine smile of satisfaction to settle on his face. Extending his hand he strode towards an equally satisfied looking Jake who grasped his hand in greeting. “It’s good to see you again, Jason. Aviva, welcome to our home. We all hope this will be the first of many visits.”
Walking towards the man, who looked so much like Jason, yet was so different, Aviva reached up and hugged him. She felt a slight hesitation before his strong arms gathered her in and returned her embrace. Over her head, Jake met Jason’s eyes, reflected in Jason's expression was acceptance that he was at ease with their embrace. Six weeks ago he had deliberately kept his distance from Aviva, conscious realizinghow volatile and protective Jason had been of her. He, as was his nature, in turn had not wanted to cause Jason additional concern. One brother showing her so much attention was enough for any man to have to deal with, especially attention from brothers who were virtual strangers to him. Intercepting the look that passed between his brothers, Josh smiled with satisfaction, they had all come a long way.
Belatedly, Aviva noticed Jackson was missing from their gathering. “Is Jackson not joining us?”
“Unfortunately he has been unexpectedly detained. He will of course be joining us for dinner.” Without giving her a chance for further comment, Josh proposed he show her to hers and Jason’s room. Suspicious by the abrupt change of subject, Aviva got the distinct impression they were up to something and wanted her out of the way. Giving them all a dubious look meant to let them know she wasn’t fooled, she allowed Josh to lead her from the room.
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