by S J Batsford
“I’m sorry, okay? I’m still adjusting to you and Jackson. It’s hard,” looking at Ethan I can see he’s upset, but there was no need for that display back there.
“Ethan you need to get over this you’ve been married almost a year. I won’t put up with you treating me like that just because I’ve finally found someone to love and who loves me. We have children together if you want them overnight, then don’t come here acting like a wanker.”
“Okay, yeah. I get it and I deserved that. So can I still have the kids even though I was a dick?”
I sigh. “You know you can, but don’t make them feel like they’re a burden to you. Ever.”
“They aren’t and I’m sorry it came out that way. Okay, I’ll get the stuff in the car and then come back to get my little angels. Don’t worry, we’ll be fine. Have a good time…” He winces at the implied meaning behind it from what he overheard.
After Ethan reluctantly agreed Mace could go and help out. The house is quiet, too quiet. Jackson and I are finally alone. I relax as Jackson’s arms slide around me from behind.
“They’ll be fine you know,” nodding, I lay my head on his chest I love that he’s so much taller than me that my head only just reaches his pec.
“Do you want to go out or stay in to eat?” He asks, kissing my neck and making me shiver. Turning in his arms I poke his chest with my finger.
“We’re not going anywhere I have plans for you tonight. I don’t want to wait anymore. I know we said we’d wait because I rushed before, but I think we’ve waited long enough.”
Reaching up, I wind my arms around his neck and place kisses all over his face and down his neck, biting his tendon between his neck and shoulder he groans squeezing me tighter.
“Okay, do you want to eat first?” Shaking my head, I lick up his neck and suck on his ear.
“Lily,” moaning my name, he takes my mouth in a hungry kiss backing me up into the nearest wall. His hands fisting my hair, pulling it back as he lays open mouthed kisses along my neck, and the tops of my breasts.
My hands run down his back and grasp his amazing backside. It sticks out slightly, perfectly round, tight buns. Enough to make me crazy wanting to touch, to squeeze every time he turns. But, my God, when he bends over…
He grinds into me harder as he pulls the top of my dress down, palming my breast, feeling its heavy weight. I moan as he pulls my hard nipple into his mouth.
“Oh god, Jackson.”
He groans as his name slips from my lips.
His hand following my every curve, grasping my knee and hitching it up onto his hip, opening me to him. The firm glide of his hand, making its way back up and under my dress has my breath stuttering.
“Please…” I moan in his ear, rocking into him. His hand reaches and kneads my cheek, slapping gently, enough to sting.
I bite his neck. Sucking hard, marking him.
“God Lily, I need you.”
Pushing his chest, I flip our positions pinning him to the wall.
His breathing speeds up as I push his shirt up and over his head. Drinking in the sight of his bronzed, toned chest and belly.
He has a beautiful tattoo stretching up his side, the design is intricate, and has; encontrar el amor verdadero, es amarse a uno mismo. Scripted through it.
Kissing down his chest, I trace his tattoo with my lips and tongue. His muscles tighten and he moans, his head falling back with a bump against the wall as I tease each nipple with my tongue.
Dropping to my knees, I look up into his chocolate eyes, dark and burning with heat. His chest rising and falling rapidly, lips parted and wet.
I dance my fingers slowly along the waistband of his jeans. Licking my lips, I pop the button, lowering the zipper. Taking my time revealing tight black boxers.
I pull his jeans and underwear down, uncovering him. He’s gorgeous. Thick and long with veins running along the length of him… And pierced.
Leaning back, I take in the sight of him. Shit, he’s a masterpiece.
He loses his shoes and clothes while I admire him.
The full picture is beyond words. He’s better than any of the male characters in my books. I’ve learnt in theory how to do what I’m about to do. Let’s just hope it wasn’t exaggerated.
Taking a steadying breath, I run my hands up his thick thighs. His body tightens, bracing itself. Looking into his beautiful eyes, I lean forward and lick from the base to the glistening tip. He hisses as I kiss his piercing. His taste is clean and salty.
“Sweetheart.... You’re killing me here.” His hands tangle in my hair, clenching. Taking pity on him, I quit teasing and suck on the head, hard, making him growl.
“That’s it… Put your hand around the base… Mmm, just like that. Lick the tip again.”
I curl my tongue around the head, sucking gently. Shuddering, he pulls me closer.
My hand moves in even strokes, while engulfing as much of him as I can with my mouth. He twitches in my mouth as I trace each vein with the tip of my tongue.
His big body shudders when he touches the back of my throat. I relax, breathing through my nose so I don’t gag.
“Ah, si… así corazón,” his voice slurred, as he speaks in Spanish. God, it’s such a turn on. I have no idea what he said, but it sounds good.
His voice and the sound of moans make me so wet, I squeeze my thighs together.
I hasten my pace, sucking harder. I run my hand up his abs feeling him.
“You, need to stop… Please stop, I don’t want to come yet.”
Pulling my mouth away, I stand shakily, he pulls me into a kiss his teeth nipping at my swollen lips.
“We should take this to your room. I don’t want any interruptions when I’m licking every inch of your body. Plus, I still need to strip you out of this dress. I’ve been dreaming about your gorgeous body bare and writhing under me for weeks.”
Smiling, I take his hand and lead him to my room. I lean against the door a little nervous, he sits on my bed wiggling his finger.
“Come here, mi amor.” That voice… I shiver moving toward him. He smirks seeing me shiver and kisses my belly as I stand between his legs. I grasp his face bending his head back and kiss him with all the pent up hunger from the past few weeks.
His hands slide up my bare legs, thumbs stroking circles on my thighs. The tips of his fingers dip beneath my thong sliding it down, I gasp at the rush of cold air hitting my heated centre.
Stepping out of my thong, I kneel on the edge of the bed, straddling him, causing him to lean back a little grasping my hips.
Missing his skin on mine, I pull my dress over my head. His look holds so much desire I tingle.
“You’re sexier than I could have ever dreamed.”
He takes my engorged nipple into his scorching mouth and my head falls back in surrender.
My legs tremor beneath me, so I lower myself onto his lap, whimpering when his piercing rubs my clit. He groans biting my nipple, and sending a rush of wetness between my legs.
“Maybe I should suit up before this goes too far?”
I nod, getting up, my eyes glued to his backside as he collects a box of condoms from a bag I didn’t see. He turns, and the look he shoots me is electrifying.
Jackson in all his glory is a sight I’ll never forget. Any and all men are eclipsed by him. I’ve slowly fallen in love with him. He’s patient, steadfast and amazing with the twins, they love him already. He’s so playful with them and talks to them constantly.
So before we go any further, I want him to know how I feel about him, I don’t want there to be any doubts about us.
“Come here for a sec,” my voice shakes a little with nerves, or love.
His brow furrows, as he drops the condoms and comes to sit beside me, taking my hand.
“What’s wrong? If you’re not ready, we don’t have to…” I place my finger on his lips to quiet him, smiling.
“No, it’s not that. I’m ready, more than ready. I just want you to know th
is is more than just sex… I wanted you to know, that I… I love you.” He looks stunned. “I know we’ve only been together a few months, and you may not feel the same, but I couldn’t help falling in love with you. You’re amazingly sweet, and the way you are with the twins… They adore you. Who wouldn’t love that? I’m sure there is plenty I’m forgetting, but…”
“Aww, sweetheart. Of course I feel the same. How could I not? You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever met. I was a little scared to say it… I mean, you were in love with Ethan, and I know you were still so when we started... You have no idea how happy I am right now. You’re all I want Lily, and I would never do what he did to you. There is no one else for me. Me, you and the twins, that’s it.”
I sniffle, wiping my eyes. Chuckling, he pulls me into his chest. I snuggle in his neck, placing little kisses along his jaw hoping to rekindle our earlier mood.
Reaching his lips, I pause, looking into his eyes, hoping he can see I love him, no reservations. I need him to see he’s not a replacement. He’s the one.
I pull him to lie on top of me, his body fits mine perfectly.
Deepening the kiss, he takes over, surrounding me. I feel consumed, safe. Loved.
He settles himself on top of me, pinning me, knowing exactly what I want and need. I hiss when the cold metal of his piercing nudges my clit, his cock sliding easily through the wetness gathered between my legs, sending sparks of pleasure through me.
“Oh god, harder… Please, I need you inside me… I want to come.”
Humming in agreement, he sits back on his heels. I whimper at the loss of his body.
Shaking his head, he grabs a condom… Ripping it open with his teeth. I groan watching his hand roll it down his magnificent cock. He watches me watch him, his eyes intense, searing.
I grab his neck, dragging him back on me, shamelessly grinding into him.
Breaking our kiss, he looks into my eyes as he lines himself up.
“Don’t close your eyes. I want to see them as I slide into you the first time.” I nod, folding my arms around his neck.
My eyes hold his, as he enters me slowly, one blessed inch at a time. Moaning, I struggle to keep my eyes open as ecstasy engulfs me.
“God, you’re tight.”
Sweat drips from his temple as he pushes in another inch. Sucking in a breath, the stretch, feeling every push and retreat parting my tight muscles.
“Am I hurting you?” He asks, worried, his voice strained.
“No. God, don’t stop. You’re massive, fuck. I love feeling you stretch me….”
“Harder,” I shout, grasping his backside, urging him on.
Slamming into me harder, faster. His breath bursting from his chest. I scream as my orgasm takes hold, pulling me under. I come so hard seeing stars.
I sigh, content. I peel my eyes open seeing Jackson braced over me, jaw clenched, holding back his own orgasm.
“Holy fuck! I nearly came just watching you. It was amazing, but I need to move. I don’t know if I can hold on… You’re so tight and wet.”
“Just let go, I need to feel you.”
He pulls out to the tip, pausing, then slowly sliding back in, making me feel every inch of him, every vein, every throb of his cock.
“Faster, Jackson…” I groan frustrated, digging my nails into his back and hitching my legs higher.
The faster he goes, the more I hear my wetness. Every thrust of his hips, bring more.
“Oh god, Jackson… I’m coming…. Fuck, Jackson!” I scream.
He pounds into me faster. One hand gripping my hip. The other clenched on the headboard for leverage as he slams in and out of me.
Pushing my leg to my chest, he goes impossibly deeper.
“Jackson!” I cry, feeling him hit my cervix.
“Fuck... I’m coming!”
Holy shit. Watching him come… Eyes wide, muscles straining as sweat rolls down his neck.
“Lily,” he sighs, falling on top of me gently.
I stroke his hair and back, smiling, content.
“I’ll be right back,” he says, pulling out gently, I whimper at the loss, but ogle his glorious backside as he walks out the room.
I relax into the bed feeling happy and sleepy.
“I hope that smile is for me.” Jackson is leaning against the doorframe in all his naked splendour. Smirking, I pat the bed beside me wanting him closer.
I sigh when his cool skin touches mine. I curl into his side, laying a kiss above his heart. I rest my head on his arm, looking up at his handsome face, grinning.
“Are you okay? You look a little dazed,” he asks amused, giggling, I poke him in the belly.
“I’m fine, just happy. Are you okay?”
Stroking my cheek, he smiles. “I’m fantastic.”
“That was unbelievable,” I sigh rubbing my cheek on his chest, as he runs his fingers through my hair.
“I’ve never came that hard in my life. I was worried I’d torn the condom, but it was fine.” My face goes pink and I bite my cheek.
“The moment you were fully inside me… I’ve never felt like that. The connection. I know it sounds corny...” I hide my face in his chest not wanting to look at him after saying that. It sounded so much better in my head.
“Hey, don’t hide. I felt it too. I just don’t say girly things out loud.” We laugh, kissing.
“Seriously, I’ve never felt that before. I felt the connection before I was inside you though. I think knowing you love me changed everything, I was able to relax knowing you’re mine,” he smiles. “There you go, I said something girlie. Just don’t go telling anyone, okay?” Giggling, I kiss up his chest.
“It didn’t sound girlie, it was perfect. You’ve made me so happy, the happiest I’ve been since I moved here, baring the birth of the twins. I love you so much Jackson. I’m glad my car broke down that day.”
“Aww, sweetheart. You and the twins have made my life so much brighter. Thank god, I came to fix your car that day and not Gary. I love you,” he yawns.
Crawling further onto his chest, I pull the quilt over us. Falling into a peaceful sleep, his strong arms around me. I’m safe, content and loved.
~*~
Chapter Twenty
I can’t wait for the twins to get back, I’ve missed them terribly and waiting was making me nervous.
So I start cleaning up and making sandwiches, but seeing Jackson walking in the kitchen barefooted and shirtless heats my blood so fast it’s a wonder I’m not drooling.
“Cariño, you keep looking at me like that, and your ex will be walking in on me, pinning you to the wall, with your skirt around your middle.”
His description leaves me wet and wanting. I look at the clock wondering if we have time. Groaning, he grabs me from behind tickling me.
“As much as I’d enjoy the quickie, and seeing his face. I don’t think Mace nor the twins want to see that. I wouldn’t want to scar them with the image of their mommy screaming my name. Plus, this is all mine, I don’t want him seeing any more than he already has,” he growls, stepping back.
Jumping onto the island, I motion him between my legs. I take his mouth as soon as he’s in reach. We may not have time for a quickie, but kissing we do.
“Well, it looks like you two had a good night. Didn’t worry too much, did you, Lils?” Mason’s amused voice interrupts our kiss.
Pulling back, I stick my tongue out at him. Ignoring Ethan’s angry scowl, I move toward my little angels, who are babbling away in their car seats.
“Have you been good for daddy?” My voice automatically going into that baby voice that I used to hate, but always do now. Kicking their legs, waving their arms and jabbering as if in answer.
“Oh, Mommy’s missed you both so much. Let’s get you into to the living room so I can munch you both.” Three chuckles resonate behind me.
Jackson and Mason stay in the kitchen, do their bro hug thing, talking about cars and bikes.
Ethan follows me carrying Eliza, whil
e I’ve got Seb.
As soon as we’re there, I whisk Seb out of his seat, cuddling him close, drawing in a deep breath. I love the baby smell.
“How's my little man? Have you missed Mommy?” He lets out a happy shriek and pulls my hair.
Giggling, I pull it out his fist before it ends up in his mouth. Jackson walks in sitting beside me and gives Seb his fingers to suck on. I pass him over and grab my princess from her seat. Kissing her cheeks and blowing on her belly, she shrieks wriggling.
“And have you missed Mommy? Or have you been spoilt for attention?” She clobbers me on the nose. Jackson laughs softly as a sleepy Seb snuggles into his bare chest.
Ethan huffs, not happy at all. “They were fine. A little off with the bottles, but we got there in the end.”
Nodding, I turn my attention to Eliza, she looks just as sleepy as her brother. Her eyes drooping as she lets out a big yawn.
“Oh, that’s a big yawn for a little princess,” Jackson coos, stroking her cheek, while patting Seb’s bum as he sleeps. She latches onto his finger, cuddling his hand to her and closing her eyes.
Ethan shoots me a look of thunder. “Can we talk privately for a minute, please?”
I place Eliza on Jackson’s chest, beside her brother where she happily snuggles in and drifts back off. Smiling at Jackson I fortify myself to deal with Ethan’s mood.
“Come on then, out with it,” I say, not waiting for him to start, I know there’s an argument brewing, I can feel it.
“Why is he still here?” He keeps his voice low, but I hear the anger behind his words.
“Because, I asked him to stay the weekend, he is my boyfriend.”
“But what about the twins? They’re in the next room.” He hisses, disgusted.
“Yes, they’ll be in the next room. And?”
“You can’t….”
“Can’t what? Have sex with my boyfriend? Let me ask you something. Do you have sex with Ashley while your daughter’s in the next room?” His face is comical, but I manage to hold my laughter.
“I… Err…” Biting his lip, he looks away knowing I have a point.
“Why is he allowed around the twins when Ashley isn’t? You never asked me if I was okay with it like I did you, before you bit my head off.”
