Here And Now

24. Dirty Girl

UNEDITED

Yes, I passed out.

God, how embarrassing.

No, he should be the one embarrassed, how dare he bring me such an intense orgasm that I pass out cold?

As these thoughts are dulling my brain into a quite sleep, I jerk awake when something warm and wet touches my sex.

I pull myself up onto my elbows and look down at Jackson. He's got a wet towel in hand while he uses the other to prop my leg outwards.

"What are you doing?" My cheeks flame up. Now that the heat of the moment has vanished it feels weird and oddly shy to have him look at me so intimately.

"Cleaning you up?" With one last swipe of the towel, he presses a kiss on my mound before getting up. He walks over to the bathroom door and throws the towel inside. I watch as the muscles on his arm and back flex.

The move ripples all the way down to his ass. God was generous while creating this specimen.

"I got that smart-ass, why?"

I try not to look down when he walks back upto the bed and slides beside me. Keyword being try.

His lips quirk upwards, "Because you were a mess, you want me to go into detail? 'Cuz I would love to."

He gathers my head onto his arm and positions us so that we are both comfortable.

I suppress the urge to correct myself, Not why you cleaned me. Why did you care enough to do something so thoughtful?

"Now, unless you are in mood for round two, go to sleep."

"No, I think I should leave." I start to get up despite each and every one of my organs rebelling against me.

He pushes my arms down and captures me in such a way that I am caged between him and the bed.

"Maybe, I wasn't clear. You are not going anywhere, you are going to get some sleep before I wake you up with my tongue up that sweet cunt while you beg me to fuck you again. Then you are going to ride me during round three before we do it in the shower."

My breathe hitches and I clench my thighs, or try to with him being in between them I can't do much to relieve the ache there.

"Unless..." doubt starts to creep into his eyes and he eases himself off me.

"You really do want to leave, I'm sorry, I'll be the hall so that so can change int-"

"No." I stop him with a hand on his chest, I feel the beats of his heart beneath my palm. Steady, Calm and peaceful. Though they start to pick up when I look into his eyes.

"I want to stay."

Relief floods his eyes, "Okay, just a minute."

He gets up once again giving me a nice view before he returns from the closet wearing sweats that block the nice view. He has a t-shirt and some shorts in his hands.

"Here, you'll be more comfortable."

He hands me the clothes and turns around whilst I change. I didn't think he could do anything more to win me over but this man just continues to prove me wrong.

Every moment together he does something that chips at the new walls around my heart.

"I'm done."

Jackson's eyes blaze when they see me in his black shirt and grey sweatpants. I can see the storm in his eyes and feel how much he wants to say so many things.

"We match."

"Looks better on you." We both say at the same time. Her chuckles and gets into bed before tugging me beside him.

"Well, you look good in anything. Your clothes, my clothes, my bed..."

I slap at his arm that is wrapped around my waist.

"I knew you were a flirt, you were so dirty for hitting on me knowing I was married." I chastise him.

"No," he turns my face towards him, "I wanted to talk to you about that, but I don't want to talk about Weston unless you do so I didn't bring it up."

Surprisingly, when I am with Jackson the mention of Weston only irritates me rather than bringing the pain it usually does.

"What is it?" I ask softly.

"Weston's first week at office, Claire..." He cautiously looks at me, I nod for him to continue, "she visited him three times. I didn't know who she was so I just assumed she must be his girlfriend or something."

"But even though Weston never openly flirted with anyone, he didn't veer off the advances some girls made at him in the office. But I saw that ring on his finger. The one that said he had a wife"

I swallow the lump in my throat, was I so blind and stupid that I married a man who cheated on me and blatantly disrespected me by not letting people know about his wife?

"So when I saw you for the first time...my god April, you took my breathe away. I-I just wanted to keep looking at you, listen to you speak, watch you blink and, " he chuckles nervously,

"No, I don't want to scare you away, I'm sorry if I came on too strongly."

I cup his cheek and kiss him on the lips softly, too lost for words, for thoughts.

After a few moments he continues, "I knew a guy like him who looked at every other woman didn't deserve you, so I decided to win you. There, that's why flirted so much with you. Because I didn't really think youwere exclusive. But that's not my excuse because I can't guarantee you that I would have been able to stop myself had I known. Not with you, I just can't."

"I'm glad you did, Jackson." My reply is short but heavy with things we don't say.

"And I'm glad that Motherfucker is gone from your life."

"Am I too vindictive if I say I'm glad he lost his job?"

"No, your feelings are completely justified, love. But about that," His expression darkens.

"When he came back to the office after your meeting, we told him he was fired for soliciting with an active competitor. But turns out the boss before Beth, Yuri, had signed a year long contract with him and there's no clause about termination due to soliciting, so he stays for 8 more months."

"Oh." Despite my previous vindictive feelings, I'm feeling surprisingly neutral about all of this.

"There's also a good news for you." He rolls over me and wiggles his eyebrows.

His hands on my waist tickle me.

I laugh and try to twist away from him.

"Stop, stop, Jackson."

"Wanna hear it?"

"Yep."

"You got your ultimate revenge on him."

I narrow my eyes at him, "Why, because I slept with his coworker?"

He chuckles before answering.

"No, as of today I am the Executive Manager, I got the promotion he wanted. Oh April, you dirty girl," he whispers against my lips, "you just fucked your husband's boss."

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