by M. L. Smith
“I’m not much of a man, am I? Men don’t cry, do they?”
“Real men do cry and it’s nothing to be ashamed of, Jasper.”
“You need to let your emotions out or they build up inside you and that’s no good for anyone.”
“I shouldn’t be that upset, really. You have been more like a mother these last few months. Mum was always just out for herself. I think she regretted having us so young, you know. Dad makes up for her though. He is the best Dad anyone could have. He saved me and protected me. He would give his life for me,” he whispered.
“I’m sure she loved you and Scarlett a great deal, darling,” I told him, stroking his hair off his face.
Saved and protected him from what?
“Anyway, at least Dad is with someone who loves him now. I see how you look at him. Your face lights up when you look at him. You are crazy about each other. She can’t have ever loved him really. All those sordid affairs she had. She really disgusted me.”
His handsome face crumpled again.
“Just think about the good times, Jasper,” I soothed.
“Your boobs are really comfy, Jennifer,” he cheekily told me.
“Jasper, you are so bad and so like your father!”
We sat there for a while as he told me about Phoebe. I stroked his hair gently.
“Jennifer. Are you in here?” Zack shouted.
“We are here, Zack” I quietly replied, looking down at Jasper.
His eyes were closed and he had fallen asleep. He must have been completely exhausted.
“Is he okay? What did he say?” he whispered.
His face was a mask of concern for his son.
“He will be, with you around. Jasper has been telling me what a great Dad you are,” I whispered to him.
“I love them both so much,” he said, looking at Jasper lovingly.
“I will stay with him until he wakes up. He said you saved him. What do you think he meant by that?” I asked him, stroking Jasper’s blond hair.
“I don’t know, Jennifer,” he replied, looking puzzled.
He smiled at me warmly and I realised how tired he was. We could all do with a holiday.
“I love you all, Zack.”
“We all love you too, JB.”
Chapter Seventy
“What about a day trip to Paris, just the two of us? Do you fancy it, Miss Black?”
It had been several days since the funeral and the twins were taking a few days off college.
“Oh yes. We could do with a laugh, Zack!”
“Right, grab your bag and let’s go, baby! We will take the Aston Martin!”
“Can I drive, Zack?”
His face was a picture as he mulled over my question. He was struggling to decide. Minutes ticked by as I looked on the ground for a bale of tumble weed.
“Right, okay then, but keep your foot back a bit. The Fair Lady Martin needs respect, you know!”
“I thought I was the only weirdo that named cars!”
“Ha! What do you call the Audi?”
“I call him Colegasm as he is quick to respond, never lets me down and I am sure he could go all night!”
“Complete filth, JB!”
I settled in behind the wheel and acquainted myself with the dashboard.
Jesus! It was like Christmas had come early!
Gently easing onto the throttle, the engine throbbed and purred under my touch. The sound was so deliciously erotic.
“She’s very eager, isn’t she?”
“Yes, she reminds me of you!”
“You trust me don’t you, baby?”
I winked at him as I eased the car down the long gravel driveway.
“Don’t make me regret this, Miss Black!”
“You won’t, lover boy!”
We sped off in the DB9 to the private airstrip. His hand rested comfortably on my knee and he smiled over at me warmly. Butterflies whizzed around my stomach as I looked at him.
Driving this car was beyond amazing. I could totally see the attraction. It was like nothing I had experienced before. Pulling up, Zack looked relieved that I hadn’t totalled her.
“Wow, driving her was like when you give me a Cole orgasm, only not quite as good!”
“Glad to hear it! You did well, baby!”
Once we were on Zack’s plane, I noticed how nervous he was. He seemed to be sweating a bit. Something was bothering him.
He strapped me in and kissed me deeply, his tongue twisting with mine as I responded to his lovely kiss. His hands stroked my hair and heat rose between us. He dominated the kiss as I became aroused. I pushed my body closer into him, enjoying the feeling of him in my mouth. He seemed to be trying to tell me something with his soft and tender lips.
“Wow, that was very nice!” I told him breathlessly.
My heart was pounding loudly as a flush spread across my face and chest.
“Are you ready, baby?”
His gorgeous eyes shone beautifully in the bright sun light. We taxied down the runway and within minutes, we were making our ascent. He checked all the instruments and he still looked a bit twitchy. It was probably all the crap that had been going on recently with David and finding out about Phoebe’s death.
Well, we could only look forward now and at least he knew the truth about me and he still wanted me. I studied his stunning profile as he concentrated on his task.
He still loves me and I love him.
Reaching into his jeans pocket, he inserted the USB into the sound system. Our special songs started to play.
Settling in, I enjoyed looking at the landscape below us. After about fifteen minutes, he turned to me pointing down at the house.
I could see Scarlett and Jasper running and waving at the plane in one of the open fields.
“Look, there’s the twins!” I shouted into the headset.
“I know! Keep looking!” he instructed, grinning at me.
The small plane tilted slightly to the left then I saw it.
Oh my god! I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was completely speechless!
The question ‘Jennifer, will you marry me?’ appeared in the field below. A heart shape surrounded the letters and each letter must have been about 4ft tall. The letters were formed by large rocks. It must have taken him ages!
So that’s where he disappeared to yesterday!
“Jesus, Zack, that is beautiful and so romantic!” I told him as tears blurred my vision.
Oh my god! This was it!
“Well, will you, Jennifer?” he asked, looking worried.
His blue eyes were wide as he waited for my reply.
“Can I think about it?” I coyly teased him.
“Yes, of course, if you want to,” he whispered, looking away.
“I’m just kidding! Of course I will marry you! Nothing would make me happier!”
“I love you so much, Jennifer.”
“I love you too, Zack. I always have and I always will.”
We touched down in Paris and Zack unstrapped me from my seat. He held my face lovingly in his hands and tipped my head back to kiss me. His lush deep kiss was full of love.
“Are you ready for some lunch, fiancée?”
“I’m starving, but I’m hungrier for you.”
“I love the way you are constantly horny!”
“It’s your fault for being so drop dead gorgeous, Mr Cole. I am completely under your spell.”
A sleek black limo pulled up for us and we got into the back. Zack put his arm around my shoulder and I snuggled into him. He opened a chilled bottle of champagne and poured two glasses. We chinked them together.
“Cheers, baby.”
“Cheers, gorgeous.”
“I suppose you want to see the ring now?” he teased me, laughing softly.
“What do you think?” I giggled.
Zack reached into his jeans pocket and got out a red box. My heart was in my mouth and excitement rushed around my body in huge waves.
“Miss
Jennifer Alexia Black, would you do me the great honour of becoming my wife?”
“Mr Zachary Benjamin Cole, nothing in the world would make me happier.”
With a theatrical flourish, he opened the box.
Wow!
“Jesus, Zack! It’s so beautiful!”
I had never seen a more stunning engagement ring in my life. A single diamond solitaire of about four carats, princess cut and jaw dropping. He pushed the ring onto my finger and kissed the knuckles, brushing his soft lips tenderly across them.
It was a perfect fit and I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
“Thank you, Zack. You are too good for me. I struck gold with you and I still pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming.”
Tears of joy ran down my face.
“I really wanted to ask you at Jack’s wedding, but I was strictly speaking still married.”
“This is perfect, Zack, like a fairy tale but much, much hornier!” I laughed, touching his crotch.
He quickly grew hard at my touch. I did so love the effect I had on him. A wry smile played on his lush gorgeous mouth.
“Miss Black, you are so going to get it later and then again and again until you can’t take any more!” he laughed, groping my breast.
“I would expect nothing less from you, Mr Cole!” I replied seriously.
My tongue darted out to lick all around my full lips. Zack stared at my mouth. He was very aroused. I knew him so well. I unbuttoned his jeans and slipped my hand inside.
He was commando again!
I rubbed my hand slowly along his long, thick erection. Our eyes met as he quickly realised I wasn’t planning on waiting to get it. His beautiful eyes had a very naughty twinkle in them.
“Shut the privacy panel, Zack,” I whispered as I climbed onto his lap.
He leant forward and pressed a button as I started to slowly unbutton my electric blue blouse. Zack looked at me longingly.
“You are so bad, JB!” he growled, pulling my breasts into his face.
“It’s one of my fantasies to have my wicked way with you in a limo but I will be in charge and you will submit yourself to me fully and completely. I will not tolerate anything less. Do you understand, Zachary?”
“Yes, mistress, I understand,” he gulped and swallowed noisily.
I slowly rolled my black tights down my legs as he watched me with avid interest. I kissed his hands and grabbed his wrists, pulling them behind his neck. I tied them together with the tights. I unbuttoned his light blue shirt and let my hands roam all across his smooth skin. Trailing my tongue across his chest, I licked each nipple in turn as Zack groaned sexily. I kissed his tattoo and tugged on his nipple ring. His eyes fluttered closed as his hips pushed up closer to my body.
He was panting with raw desire. I had never seen him turned on so much and it was really, really getting me off. His chest rose and fell heavily as he waited for my next move. I grew wet as I worshipped his body paying homage to his perfect form. His abs rippled under my touch.
Light caught my engagement ring in the semi-darkness of the limo. I looked at it and held my hand out, admiring it.
“It’s so beautiful, Zack, so perfect.”
“It’s not as beautiful as you, Jennifer. Nothing could ever come close.”
His eyes blazed into me and the love I saw in them made me gasp loudly. I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him deeply. My tongue pushed into his mouth. He tasted of the lovely champagne. I reached back and grabbed the glass to give him some more. He tipped his head back and I looked at his throat as he swallowed. I knocked the rest of my glass back in one gulp. Reaching down, I unbuttoned his jeans.
I smirked at him knowingly. He lifted himself slightly off the seat so that I could pull down his jeans. Grasping his erection, I moved my hand slowly up and down the length. Sliding down his body, I kissed the end then took him deeply into my mouth. I sucked him hard, taking him to the back of my throat.
He, as always, tasted so good.
I hummed softly.
My tongue ran greedily over him, pleasuring him, satisfying him, adoring him and loving him.
Zack groaned loudly. His eyes closed and his head lolled back. I knew it would be killing him not to be able to touch me. He usually pushed my head down closer to him and he loved to grab my long hair and twist his fingers through it.
I teased him relentlessly and I knew that he really, really wanted to come. He was using everything he had to hold back his orgasm.
“Jesus. I want to come so much!” he whispered.
I pulled off him gently and stared sternly at him.
“Not yet, Zachary, I haven't finished with you. I’m just getting started!”
I slowly removed my blouse and unclasped my bra, releasing my breasts. They tumbled out, glad to be free of the constraints. I cupped them tightly together and pushed a nipple into his mouth. His tongue lashed across licking and sucking.
I rocked my body closer into him, holding his head to me. My fingers pushed through his gorgeous hair as I offered him the neglected breast. He drew me deeply into his mouth as I groaned. His magical tongue felt red hot against my skin. My body convulsed in an unexpected orgasm that quickly tore through me. I held his head closely to my body as my breathing regulated.
“Oh yes, Zachary. That is excellent!” I whispered as I rubbed up against him.
I quickly pulled my short black skirt up and revealed that I too was commando. He gasped loudly as he looked at me. His tongue darted out to lubricate his dry lips. I pushed two fingers into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the ends then he sucked them deeply. I grew even wetter.
Zack’s eyes never left my face.
“Thank you,” I whispered before I plunged them into my ever-ready wetness.
“Jennifer,” he groaned as he watched me touching myself.
“Do you like that, Zachary?”
“I love it, baby,” he whispered.
I slowly pushed my fingers deeply in and out as I massaged my clit with my thumb.
“Oh yes!” I moaned, circling my hips as I straddled over him.
I took out my fingers and returned them to his mouth.
He greedily sucked them hard, flicking his tongue around, tasting my arousal.
“God, I am so hot for you, baby. You make me lose my mind,” I whispered as I moved even closer to him.
“I am going to make love to you now and you will never, ever for the rest of your life forget how good it felt, my beautifully irresistible lover,” I informed him seductively.
His eyes were wide as he panted and groaned loudly. I grabbed him tightly and lowered myself gently on to him. Tantalisingly slowly, he disappeared into me. It was my turn to groan as he hit the end of me.
It felt wonderful.
“Oh Zachary, you feel so very good,” I purred as I started to move to my own rhythm.
I steadied myself on his shoulders and planted my feet firmly on the floor of the limo. His face was a picture of ecstasy as I rode him hard. Each time, I nearly pulled off him and then plunged back down him.
Our bodies rubbed together in perfect synchronisation.
“How does it feel, my stunningly beautiful husband to be?” I whispered nibbling his earlobe.
“It feels so amazing with you, baby, every, single, time,” he replied breathlessly.
I started to tighten around him as I ascended to my orgasm. Continuing our lovemaking, I started to come completely undone as another climax ripped through me with gusto.
“Oh, yes, yes!” I screamed as I pushed down hard onto him once again.
Zack thrust hard up into me and I had to continue for him. He would normally have taken over now but he was trapped, completely at my mercy.
“Keep going, Jennifer!” he instructed as his hair fell forward, framing his beautiful face.
Sweat poured from us as we moved in unison in the confines of the hot limo. His face showed the strain. He really wanted to let himself go.
“Come for me
, Zachary. Let me see your gorgeous face as you fall apart,” I whispered before I greedily kissed him.
I pulled back and carried on moving to a mesmerising beat on top of him.
I gave the love of my life the ride of his.
“Give it to me, baby. Give me all you’ve got. I want it all, every, single, piece of you. Make us one,” I told him as I gave one final breath-taking surge.
Our bodies exploded in an amazing orgasm together. I held his perfect face in my hands as he came. My body tightened possessively around him, claiming him, telling him it would never ever let him go. He stared into my eyes as the sublime feeling rode through his stunning body. His sapphire eyes never left my face as I saw him fall into a million pieces.
I had never felt so close to him as in that one raw intimate moment.
I owned him.
He owned me.
“Oh baby!” he moaned loudly and slumped forward onto my chest.
“That was incredible, Zack!”
“It was. Please could you untie me now so I can touch you?” he panted.
I quickly freed his hands and he held me closely to him as our hearts beat in time. I kissed his warm chest and breathed him in. I felt him twitch and grow again inside me.
“Are you hard again?” I asked him, pulling back to look at him.
“Sorry, yes, my bad! It’s your fault!” he laughed, grinning at me.
He quickly flipped me underneath him onto the seat, grabbed my hips and thrust hard into me. I clung to him as he energetically made love to me. My legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
“Jesus!” he shouted loudly as he climaxed again.
He bit my shoulder gently as I melted into him.
“You were right, I will never ever forget that, Jennifer. I feel so close to you right now,” he whispered as he kissed my neck.
“God, I love you so much, Zachary Benjamin Cole.”
“I love you too and thank you, baby. It was one of my fantasies too and it makes me so hot when you use my Sunday name!” he said laughing softly.
“Words can’t express how amazing that was, Zack.”
“What about multiple orgasmic, breathtakingly, totally, unbelievably freaking awesome?” he told me, grinning.
