A touch of pleasure

****ANNIE****

I was standing by the vending machine, waiting for the chocolate milk I had just purchased to drop. It had tipped but wouldn't drop for the love of Christ.

I gave the machine a little kick.

"Come on!"

When I intended to kick it again, a dashing male in his thirties showed up in the waiting area with a wolfdog walking beside him.

He looked like Superman minus the costume and red eyes. But Lord was Jack sexy hot alongside Frodo. My hands trembled to run over both of them. Since we were in public, I chose to ruffle Frodo's fur only.

"Hey buddy!"

Frodo gave an excited bark as I hugged him. He was smelling nice for a dog that had spent a fortnight in a vet's cage for his treatment. But boy was I glad to have him back.

He was more like Jack, except in a dog form... protective, loving, observant and loyal.

"We good here?"

My head bobbed up to his voice. Wearing a smile, I nodded.

"Then let's go home."

"Home?"

Jack pulled me to a standing position in a gentle manner. He brushed my cheek with his thumb, and I saw the struggle in his eyes not to cup my face.

He withdrew his hand before the thin strand of control snapped.

"Yes, home!"

"But the officer said-"

"I'm Jackson Raynatt honey. A detective playing hero can't interfere with my business."

My brows furrowed. His tone sounded more crueler than he may have intended, which was terrifying.

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The car drove through two towering metal gates. Tall as a full-grown tree. They cast down eerie shadows to the moonlight falling on them. Instilling creepy tendrils of fear in my soul.

They looked familiar for some reason.

Ah, right! This was the famous Monreal mansion. It spun back hundreds of years, first built in the year sixteen twenty. Sure it has been renovated a few times over the years, but nothing could ever take away its glory.

I averted my gaze to Jack. His eyes were shut, his right elbow lying on the door panel to provide support for his chin which he had arched between his thumb and index finger.

His head remained against the tinted window, never moving even an inch even as the car drove. Super car suspension baby.

A silly thought crossed my mind, driving my heartbeats on a different pace.

As quiet as possible, I undid my seatbelt. The driver was minding his business as if we didn't even exist. Good.

My butt peeled from seat as my head moved towards Jack.

The silly thought I had was to blow air in his ear so he'd jerk awake, maybe yelling.

It's what I wanted to do. But when my eyes took in his peaceful posture and his balanced breathing, I started backing...only to be grabbed and pulled.

The air was immediately trapped in my lungs to the sudden movement. I couldn't even gasp.

"Go ahead, do what you wanted to." Jack breathed.

I was too sheepish to even level with his eyes, just wanted to get off his lap and die from the embarrassment in a dark lonely corner.

When I attempted to slide away, his hand snaked at my waist and held me in place. Or should I say, on top of his crotch.

"No-nothing!"

"Really? You know what has been happening lately when you are stubborn."

My eyes peeled. He wouldn't!

Jack deliberately tilted forward, kneading his cheek against mine while placing his gentle lips on my ear. "Do you want to dare me?"

"Now do what you wanted!"

With that hushed threat, Jack relaxed back on the seat and shut his eyes as before.

Dear lord, why did he make things so tricky at times?

He expected me to carry out the silly ear-blowing?

Be creative dummy!

Yes! What a brilliant idea coming from the same place calling me dummy. The irony.

My face moved closer to his in slow motion, weighing my options, which weren't a lot.

With one hand, I cupped his left jaw. It went firm under my touch but Jack did his best to keep his composure.

I could feel the bristles on his jaw where the beard used to be, felt the soft skin of his cheek.

Our breaths started mingling with mutual understanding, a give and take situation that sent them in a harmonious rhythm.

Something was slowly coming to life under my butt. Something I was a little familiar with.

I hadn't even done anything sexual yet he was already getting aroused.

This had me thinking of actually teasing him. He had asked for it after all.

There was a soft thud from somewhere, but my mind was solely focused on the male under me. He looked so cute in his pretense.

Without letting go of his face, I shifted my body, sliding one knee along his other hip to straddle him like the last time. Only this round, I was in one of my tennis skirts and wore only a thing under it.

I made sure to lie my center directly on his, maximizing all contact.

There was a low groan rumbling in his throat, giving me all the green flags to proceed with my mission.

Once I was in place, I sent a hand to the back of his head and removed the thin band binding his hair. I had a weakness for Jack's long hair, but was always in denial.

Good girl.

Of course I was, just not entirely sure if it was all the time, like right now.

I took a second to admire his perfection, then laid a peck on his forehead before I savaged my way down to his lips with kisses.

Every muscle in his body felt as if it was been tugged, the tension swirling in him was seeping right through his clothes along with the immense heat.

The second I took his lips, a deep groan from his mouth rippled inside my body till it reached down there where the magic was begining to happen.

He dropped the sleeping act and did what he did best... grabbed that ass.

Feeling his bare hands on my bare ass made me purr like the kitten he always called me. I was liking every second of whatever was happening to my virgin body.

And I was happy I was experiencing these things for the first time, only with Jack.

I thought of grinding on him like the last time. He did cum pretty intensely, so maybe it'd be even better a second time, right?

My inexperienced brain contemplated.

And just as I was about to initiate the grinding, I felt Jack's right hand follow the string of the thong along my waist till it now cupped my sex.

I think I gasped in the kiss. Maybe. My mind was all so foggy.

For the very first time, a man had touched me.

But he wasn't stopping there, no!

While distracting me with his mouth, the fingers slid the fabric to the side and slid down in a perfect line.

I grabbed his hair in two fists while my head whipped away from his.

"Oh gawd! Oh gawd! Oh gawd!" I started moaning while his fingers played around with my bud.

What on earth was happening to me? Why couldn't I stop moaning?

"You like that?"

"Yes! Yes! Oh fucking yes!"

As if his question had been a gauge, he slowly came to a stop.

I brought my eyes into his as a frown took over the better part of my expression. I felt my own confused gaze.

Jack chuckled.

He slowly brought the hand that had been teasing me from under there and...licked two of his fingers.

I stared. Shocked to the core.

Had he just...

"They're waiting for us." Jack spoke, his eyes still laughing at my innocent inexperience. "Oh don't worry love, I'm not done with you yet."

He wasn't?

There would be more?

Yaaay!