Chapter 4 One night stand

Jackson's POV

The decision was up to me, I knew this woman was trouble but I didn't curb it on time, now the trouble had grown out of proportion. At lunch, Sophie totally ignored me, she went about talking and laughing with the other employees while I was in the comfort of my office. At a point, I couldn't help but think she might be out there, giving a different man her attention.

It stung.

For the rest of the day, Sophie still didn't talk to me, no matter how much I tried to engage her, she would only respond with one or two words per sentence. Everything seemed bored and dull, I missed her stubborn but amusing side.

At six in the evening, she arranged her desk, she was prepared to leave. I couldn't let that happened, I made a decision.

"Sophie, want to have dinner with me?"

I saw the surprise in her eyes for a second before she masked it again. "Yes but are you sure? It's evening and I have to return home, besides I don't think I'm well dressed for the occasion."

I shook my head. "There is no special occasion, you don't need to bother about how you are dressed."

"Okay." She smiled at me. My heart was beating faster, I've been wanting to see the smile but since we had a slight discouragement, she became cold towards me.

I cleared out my desk and we left the office together. "Seatbelt on, I know a restaurant that you'll love." She obliged. In no time we arrived at the restaurant, it was small, cozy and empty. I was happy about it being empty, gossips tend to fly across this town faster than the speed of light and I wouldn't want Sophie to feel uncomfortable from the strange stares she might have received.

"This is so homely" As we entered, Sophie turned around the restaurant, trying to take in the whole place at once.

"And they serve one of the best dishes in this part of town." We made our order but Sophie requested for a bottle of vodka. "What do you need the vodka for?" I inquired.

"Well, I need it to calm down my nerves. I don't know what your decision might be." She shrugged, as the order came, she focused more on the wine. She kept drinking, one glass after another. I tried to stop her multiple times but she'll let out a shill scream.

"That's enough! We're leaving now." I only took a few glasses because I was going to be driving, I had to collect the bottle from her. "Don't scream." I warned her sternly.

Nightfall had come so I carried a half drunk Sophie to the backseat of my truck, then I drove to where I lived. She might be tipsy but her mind was very much active so she walked me to the door of my house.

"Will you come in?" It was quite late and Sophie looked tipsy, she was in no shape to return home and face her parents or it might not end very well for her. "Don't worry I won't touch you-"

"Are you sure you want that?" Her words were slurred but her eyes was fixed on me, I could see desire shining in her eyes and at this point, I knew I had lost.

"I want you to say, don't worry I'll make you breakfast in the morning."

She stood there smiling, so befuddled that she almost tripped on her own shoes. I immediately caught her and balanced her then I took my keys and opened the door, I didn't want her parents to come out and see their half drunk daughter in front of my door.

As we entered the house, she turned to me, I had my hands on the wall and trapped her to it. Her lips parted as if she wanted to say a word but no words came out, her fast rising of her breasts made me know her heart was beating fast, she was nervous.

She raised her hand and placed it on my chest, a moment of awareness hung between us like the scent of pure lust. I lowered my head and kissed the corner of her mouth. "Remember this. Come with me." I took her hand in mine on the short walk to my bedroom. I wanted to move slowly, savor her body until I was exploiting them, until she was helpless and mine. I switched on this bedside lamp and returned to her, I touched her lips with mine, her lips parted beneath mine and her head fell back. A gesture of surrender.

"You are shaking." I murmured as I trailed my lips down her jawline, sliding my tongue over her warm smooth skin and wallowed in the flavor of her body. Her skin was hot and soft, the muscles quivered helplessly under my hands, each tremor ripped from her to me as we stood pressed close in the lamplight. I only knew that I wanted every inch of Sophie.

Sophie's POV

I turned and shifted aside but he drew me back against him and nuzzled his lips at the nape of my neck. His hands were spread over my midsection where the pressure was coiled taunt. "I don't think I can wait anymore, it's not going to be quick," He slid his hand up and down my sides. "Its not going to be easy but I want your consent on this."

"Yes Jackson-" His name ended a moan, his hands were over my breasts now, caressing and circling lightly over my nipples while his tongue did outrageous things to the back of my ears, with my eyes closed once again, I released any thought of control and ached back against him.

He slowly undid the buttons of my shirt, the sides of his thumb barely brushed in my skin as he moved with tormenting laziness from button to button. "All day, I've been trying to wonder," He spoke closely, too close to my ears. "All day, I have been trying to imagine what was under here." Slowly, he spread the material open, skimmed his finger down the valley between my breasts.

My eyes half closed, I leaned back against him as his hands roamed over my skin which ignited desire within my skin to its peak. I turned my head so that my mouth could find his again, I could no longer pinpoint the focus of pleasure.

Jackson's POV

I carried her until her legs were wrapped around my waist, I slipped one hand under her skirt,it gave me an easy access to her panties, I shifted it aside and slipped a finger inside.

She was tight.

Her walls choked my finger to the point that I wondered if I would hit her sweet spot if I pushed a little further in.

Bingo!

She cummed all over my hand, I stroked harder and she cried out, threw her head backward and thrusted her hips forward. She could not stop the orgasm that ripped through her, her juices coat my hand as she cummed. She muffled her cries with her hand to avoid drawing attention.

She cummed so hard that it dripped over my trousers, I finally released my grip on her to see that we were both a mess. My utter excitement caused me to lean down, press a hand against her chin and press my lips against hers. She lets out a moan before pressing her body against mine.

She wanted me. It may not have been as much as I wanted her, or, maybe, it was so much more. But, I didn't care. All I knew was that I could finally have her. I moved us toward my bed, our lips never ceased their connection. Sophie's body pushed against me, desperate to find friction and I didn't blame her because I wanted to be doing the exact same thing I dropped her onto the bed and watched as she bounced, her face was flustered, and she was panting a little bit. It was exactly what I wanted. "Soph do you want my cock?"

She leaves the bed and drops to her knees, pulling out my cock as fast as she can and sliding down my trousers, I nudged them off, stood there, stared down at the sexiest woman alive as she bites her lip while looking at my hard dick. "Soph-" I groaned as she stroked my length with her soft hands. Her tongue dipped out and took a swipe at the bead of cum on the tip, licking it off with a moan. When her lips wrapped around my cock to suck me, I lost all control of my rational thinking. My hips thrust forward, and my hand gripped her long hair that was packed to a ponytail. "You're going to make me cum. Are you ready for that, or do you want it saved for your unprotected womb?"

She pulls off my cock and begged, "I want you inside of me, please."

"Are you sure Soph?" I asked, hoping she was in agreement. I didn't have any protection on, and I didn't want any. I'm

"Yes, Jackson" My name rolled off her tongue with such longing and hunger that it hits me deep in my chest and moves straight to my balls.

"Fuck, say my name again" My body was throbbing as I lifted her to her feet.

She looked at me directly in the eyes and said my name. "Jackson, make love to me."

"I'm not usually a gentle person," I stated. "I like it rough and fast, but for you, I'll try to be gentle. Just know that I'm not making a guarantee."

"That's okay."

"It's going to hurt."

"I know."

"Then take off that shirt."

Katrina took her shirt off, and I didn't waste any more time, I undid her bra and marveled at those breasts, they had been pressed against me once, but it was entirely different when I was able to see them. Pale and pink with the nipple crying for attention. So, I gave in and wrapped my lips around them. A gasp left Sophie, and she arched her back, her eyes wild. I began sucking on her breast, and she let out a moan, her fingers clawed to the sheets of my bed. She hadn't known just how good pleasure would feel. Well, now, she knew, and I was going to make sure that she never forgot. My finger ran along the length of her mound, and she inhaled sharply, she was wet and ready for me, exactly what I wanted to find out.

I slide my hand over my thick cock before moving my body between her legs, spreading them wide as my mouth caresses hers. Then I rock the tip of my cock against the entrance of her pussy, the throbbing ache to claim her grows as I rubbed her clit, making her drip more.

"You're beautiful, Soph." Her lips turned upwards, but they were soon letting out the softest mewls while I ran my tongue along her slit. I began to feast on her, swirling my tongue and sucking on her nub. She was writhing like crazy in an attempt to get away from me while simultaneously thrusting her hips against my mouth and begging me for more. She seemed like she didn't understand what her own body was doing. One of her hands found my hair, and she yanked it on hard. But, I didn't care. She could do whatever she wanted. She arched that back of hers and let out a loud moan, she was trying to stay quiet, but she couldn't, and I was reveling in it. She tightened against my tongue, and I began to thrust it In and out of her stronger, watching her lips part, as she began to rub her thighs together. I separated them firmly, and allowed myself a deeper angle inside of her. That was her last straw. She exploded around me and cried out as she did, doing a small chant of my name.