Chapter Four
“What do you think?” Rebecca asked.
She was nervous about having him in her space. Yes, this was the apartment that she had fallen in love with. It was the place that she could afford without her parents chipping in, and she loved it. To Jackson though, what did he think? Did she seem like a rebellious kid? Independent? What?
Ugh, this was driving her crazy. She really didn’t know what to think about this damn space.
“This is totally you.”
“It’s smaller than Bella’s.”
“Bella likes a lot of space though.” He folded his arms. “Did you think I’d judge you?”
“I don’t know. My parents are wealthy, and maybe most kids don’t mind living off that wealth. I’ve always been a bit different.”
“I don’t think you’ve got anything to worry about. This is yours. I get it. You know, my parents were wealthy, not like I am, but they were well off. There’s something to be said about making your own way in the world.”
She smiled. “That was a damn good answer.”
“You’re tired.”
“I’m always tired. It’s fine.” There was so much she wanted to say. With anyone else, she would have blurted it out already.
Jackson wasn’t just anyone. He was the man she had been crushing over for years. Her girl crush, high school crush, young adult, new adult, and now adult. He had been the starring crush all of her life.
Just be yourself.
“So … we had sex.”
“We did, and I want to do it again.”
Her stomach flopped over. This was like every single girlhood dream rolled into one.
“You do?”
“Don’t you?”
Come on, Rebecca. You’re not a girl. You’re a woman, and this is what you want.
“I’ve been thinking about Bella,” she said. “We don’t know what this is or even where it will lead.”
“We don’t.”
“So, maybe for now, we wait, and we see where this leads, and then we decide what we do?” she asked, watching his reaction.
“Are you suggesting that we be secret fuck buddies?”
She licked her dry lips and stared down the length of his body. Arousal rushed through her, ridding her body of any tiredness. His cock had felt so good inside her.
“Yes. We use each other, and when we’re done, we part ways.”
“And if we don’t get done?” he asked, taking a step toward her.
“Then we reevaluate what we want.”
“So we’re fuck buddies.”
She nodded. “Yeah, I like the sound of that.”
Her nipples tightened, especially as Jackson reached out and ran the back of his knuckles across the beaded tip.
“There will be no other men. You become my … fuck buddy that means your pussy, your ass, your mouth, every part of you belongs to me, Rebecca, I don’t like sharing at all.”
Oh yes!
Her pussy was on fire. She didn’t care that she’d had an orgasm not too long ago. She wanted more.
Don’t be greedy.
I want to be.
“That goes the same for women as well. I don’t share. You become mine just as much as I become yours. You want to fuck, you come to me.”
Glancing down at his pants, she saw his cock was pressed against the front, pushing the fabric out.
Oh, yes!
“Rebecca,” he said.
“Yes, Jackson.”
“I want to fuck right now. I want you to bend over your bed completely naked, spread your ass cheeks wide, and wait for me to come and fuck you.” He stepped right up close to her. His lips grazing hers as he kissed her. “Would you do that for me?”
She didn’t give an answer. Stepping away from him, she entered her bedroom, and quickly removed her clothes. Her heart was pounding, and excitement rushed through her. Kneeling on the bed, even as she was conscious of how open and exposed she was going to be, she still spread her ass apart.
Closing her eyes, she counted to ten, and then she melted.
“Now that is one beautiful sight,” Jackson said.
Rebecca turned her head so that she watched as he entered the room. His shirt was gone, and he was dealing with his pants. His cock sprang free as he worked it past the length. He stepped out of those pants, and was completely naked.
“A nice wet pussy. Tell me, Rebecca, have you ever had a nice big cock in your ass?” He stepped up behind her, and she jumped as he ran a thumb down her puckered hole.
She rolled her eyes. The pleasure was that good. “Erm, once, yeah, once.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
“Yeah, I think I did.”
With his other hand, he pressed his thumb inside her. “You’ve still got my cum.” He pulled it out, and smeared over her ass.
She gave a little squeak as he pressed hard, her tight muscles keeping him out. She cried out as his tongue slid into her pussy.
His cum is there!
Rebecca found it highly erotic that he was licking her pussy even when he’d been inside her.
“You taste so good, Rebecca.”
Closing her eyes, she gripped the bedding, and tried not to push back against his tongue.
His thumb pressed inside her ass, and she groaned as he pushed past those tight muscles, filling her.
She felt every part of his thumb as he filled her ass. It was a tight fit, a little uncomfortable.
“I’m going to have to get you ready to take all of my cock, baby,” he said, pulling away from her.
She nodded, and then moaned when she realized that he couldn’t even see her.
He moved his tongue from inside her, sliding down to stroke over her clit. Her cream didn’t seem to bother him, and he was licking it up, eating her pussy as if he was a dying man.
She squirmed on his face, biting her lip and trying to hold off another orgasm.
“Let me have it, Rebecca. Don’t hold back. The moment you come, I’ll fuck you so hard that you can’t think straight.”
Pushing her hair off her face, she stared across her bedroom, and moaned. Jackson was at the right position that she was able to see his face as he licked her pussy, to enjoy the sight of him naked, one hand wrapped around his dick as another was at her ass. His face was between her thighs, licking her pussy.
She came, screaming his name and riding his face. His tongue flicked her clit, repeatedly.
Before she had even come down from her first orgasm, he was behind her, pushing every single inch within her. His cock went to the hilt, and she loved it. She loved how he filled her. He gripped her hips, and slammed in deep, hard. The only sound in the room was of their bodies slapping together.
“I just can’t resist you. I want more. I want you all the time. Always, forever, and everything in between.”
She loved his words, and hoped he meant every single word that he said.
If Jackson wanted to be fuck buddies, then that was exactly what they would be. She could handle that, for now. In time, she truly hoped he wanted more.
Staring at his body as his cock filled her, Rebecca knew she could handle anything, and she wanted him so badly.
He fucked her hard, reaching between them to tease her clit, driving a third orgasm from her. The moment she came over his cock, he filled her up, each wave of his cum, sending off another wave of pleasure throughout her body.
When they were finished, and lying on the bed, panting, she had never been truly sated before in her life.
Jackson lay behind her, and he cupped her hip and pressed kisses to her neck and shoulder.
“That was pretty awesome,” she said.
“Good. You were not so bad yourself.”
She pushed some hair off her face and glanced at him, smiling.
“It has been a long time since I saw you smile like that,” he said. “You’ve not loved life for a while, have you?”
“Don’t assume stuff, Jackson.” She didn’t like how easily he could read her. “Did you know when I was younger I had the biggest crush on you?”
“I knew. You never acted on it, and you never acted like a giggling schoolgirl either. I have to say I’m relieved you didn’t.”
She chuckled. “I was always blushing around you. I couldn’t help it.”
“You’ve grown into a beautiful woman.”
“Thank you.”
He kissed her shoulder. “Learn to take a compliment.”
“I did. I said thank you.”
“I guess it is something we’re going to have to work on.”
She loved how he said “we’re” the two of them, together.
Maybe her crush had never gone away, and maybe her crush had already developed into something more. She pushed those thoughts aside, and focused on her feelings now.
The last thing she wanted to do was spoil what they had now.
****
“So how are things between you and Alaric?” Jackson asked.
He took a sip of his water and stared across at his daughter, Bella. They were having a lunch together, and he wanted to make sure that she was happy.
“We’re doing okay, no thanks to you.”
He smiled, raising his glass to her. “You’re happy then?”
Bella nodded. “I’m very happy. I wished that none of the crap happened before, you know. The lies, the deceit.”
“Honey, I don’t think anyone wants that in any relationship. You’re not alone in thinking that.”
She agreed. “Have you seen Rebecca?”
I was balls deep inside her yesterday night.
“Not since she left, why?”
“I’m just … I don’t know. She’s not really answering any of my calls at the moment. Did she seem sad over Christmas to you?”
“I can’t remember.”
“I think I need to talk to her. I hope everything is okay.”
“I’m sure she’s busy what that restaurant thing.”
“Ah, yes, and with Valentine’s Day around the corner,” Bella said. “Damn, I was going to help her decorate her restaurant.” She looked at the time. “Do you mind taking me there? It has been too long since I saw her, and I did promise. I wonder why she didn’t call to remind me to help out? She usually does.”
“You’ve been dealing with Alaric. Maybe she didn’t want to intrude.”
Bella stared at him. “You’re probably right.”
They finished their lunch, and he drove her toward Rebecca’s restaurant. “Have you ever been here?” she asked.
“A couple of times. Business meetings and stuff.”
“So, do I need to ask if there’s anyone on your dating front?”
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her shudder. “Not recently. Do you not want me dating?”
“I don’t mind you dating at all. Maybe you could find someone your own age?”
He laughed.
“Or at the very least someone my own age so I don’t have to look at a girl who is younger than me, and she thinks I should start calling her stepmom.”
“I will do my best.”
“Thank you. You deserve happiness, Dad. I don’t like the thought of you all alone. Now, if the woman is younger and she loves you, for you, then I’ll think about it.”
“So any long-term love interest has to get your seal of approval?”
“You betcha. I’m only looking out for you.”
He parked the car, and she leaned over, kissing his cheek.
“Are you coming in to say hey?”
Before he could answer she was already out of the car.
More than anything he wanted to go inside, and it was rude not to.
Where’s the harm?
Climbing out of the car, he made his way toward the restaurant. There was a blond man outside, just finishing a cigarette.
“How is she getting on, Oliver?” Bella asked.
“You know, Becca, she will drive everyone mad until it’s perfect, and then make us feel guilty for thinking about throttling her.”
Bella laughed. “So it’s going okay then.”
Entering the restaurant, he saw many of the tables had been moved to one side, and Rebecca was standing on a very tall ladder, pinning stars and love hearts to the ceiling.
“It’s supposed to be a night about magic, love, happily ever after, fairytales, and all of that. Please, make sure everyone can feel the love the moment they walk inside.”
“You’re going to make it look like love is vomited everywhere,” Oliver said, holding onto the ladder as another man left.
“Look, I know a lot of people think it’s corny, but romance is cool. It’s fun, and for one night of the year, we’re going to have that.”
“Do you need any help with anything?” Bella asked.
Rebecca looked down. Her smile grew wide when she saw Bella, with only a slight widening of her eyes, when she caught sight of him.
“My best buddy in the whole wide world. How is love treating you?” she asked.
“Love is treating me more than fine. Why didn’t you call to remind me?”
“I didn’t think you’d have the time.” Rebecca finished pinning the last of the hearts, and climbed down. She took Oliver’s hand as she stepped off the ladder.
Jackson didn’t like seeing another man touch her.
Rebecca didn’t linger, and she made her way toward them. “You want to help?”
“That’s why I’m here. I agreed to help, and look, I even dragged my dad along with me.”
“Hello, Jackson,” she said.
“Where can I help?” he asked.
She stared at him for a few seconds before talking. “We have plenty of hanging decorations if you’d like to do that. My poor thumb can’t handle any more pressing. I’m going to change the tablecloths for pink, and I’ve got little teddies with love hearts to put on the tables.”
“Don’t forget all those roses you ordered as well. They need to be set up,” Oliver said.
“Right, lots of work. Will you help Oliver?” she asked.
“Sure, love to.” He rolled up his sleeves, and followed Oliver.
“Do you want to hold the ladder or would you like me to?”
“I can do it.” He may be approaching fifty, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t work a ladder and fucking decorations for his woman.
He took hold of a streaming heart, and began to decorate the ceiling.
“So, how do you know Rebecca?” he asked.
“She’s my boss,” Oliver said. “I take it you know her because of Bella.”
“You know my girl?”
“Yep. She has been around here a lot. The two are very close.”
Jackson knew that all right. In the corner of the room, he watched them work together, arranging the table and chatting away. Rebecca threw her head back and laughed about something Bella said.
She was a beautiful woman. Charming as well.
“Are you in the restaurant business?” Oliver asked.
“Nope. I’m in the business of buying places that I build up, and make it better. My most recent acquisition was a modeling agency.”
“I heard something about that on the news. Your wife wanted to be a model, right?”
“She did. My wife died a long time ago,” he said.
“Sorry, man. My bad.”
He climbed off the ladder. “Are you going to date Rebecca?”
Oliver jerked back. “Whoa, I think we’ve crossed boundaries here. Rebecca’s my boss, and I enjoy working for her. I have a girlfriend.”
It had been a long time since he’d been interested in a woman, and he didn’t know how to tell all other men to back off so that he could have her to himself. “Is there a special man in her life?”
Oliver paused, and stared at him. “I know a great deal about Rebecca. She keeps her private life just that, private. You should ask her, or better yet, why don’t you just tell me to stay away from her?”
Jackson didn’t back down. “She’s mine.”
There. He’d said the words.
Oliver looked past him toward Rebecca. He held his hands up. “Man, I’m just a friend here. You want to start making claims, go and piss over her. Clearly something is going on between the two of you, but in case you haven’t noticed, there are a lot of people who care about Rebecca. She doesn’t surround herself with assholes, unless you count her parents. I think you need to get your facts straight before you start going all caveman.”
“What’s going on?” Rebecca asked, coming to stand beside him. Neither of them answered as she looked up to the ceiling. “They look so beautiful. Thank you so much.” She wrapped her arms around the two of them, and kissed both of their cheeks.
Then, she was off.
After they had been working in the restaurant for over an hour, Alaric came by to pick up Bella, leaving Jackson alone.
Jackson said his goodbyes, and headed toward his car. Rebecca was there, leaning against it, arms folded.
She stared at him with a frown. “Why?”
“I take it Oliver told you.”
“Does it matter? You wanted to keep this private, and I am respecting your wishes. You can’t just go around telling people that I’m yours, especially not my work colleagues. I run a restaurant, Jackson.”
“This is a first for me, okay? I’m working it out as well.”
“Fuck buddies don’t go around telling others that they are taken. You don’t want Bella to know, and I’m fine with that. I didn’t want to tell her either. I know she has a hard time dealing with you dating. I like you, Jackson.”
“I messed up.”
She smiled then. “You got jealous.”
“I did, and it’s a new experience.”
She moved away from the car. “See you later?”
“You will. Your restaurant looks beautiful.”
“Thank you.” She was near the doors and about to go inside.
“Do you like Valentine’s Day?” he asked.
She stopped with a hand on the door. “I love it. I don’t know why. No one needs one specific day to tell someone they’re loved, but I’ve always thought it was just an anniversary to mark something special. See you later, Jackson.”