Meeting Mr Write: Mr Write Trilogy Book One (8 page)

“Oh Rosie, I want to fuck you so hard!” Jackson says into my neck and I burst out into laughter, “What?” he kneels up between my legs and looks down at me horrified.

“I don’t know, sorry! It just tickled my neck and it just sounded funny, we’re not in a porno Jackson.” I giggle and Jackson looks at me with his mouth open, shocked as though I am ruining all his best moves.

He smiles and shakes his head, “Oh Rosie, this is not going to plan!”

After a deep steadying breath, Jackson raises his shirt up and over his head and then off. I’m momentarily stunned at the sight of him. His abs are as defined as I had imagined, as I had hoped!  His chest is covered with a thin veil of fair hair, surprising given the darkness of the hair on his head.

He has a tattoo on his left ribs of some flowers, I don’t know what they are but it’s sexy as hell, I can’t help but wriggle with anticipation. He pulls me up so that I am sitting upright with him still kneeling between my legs.

“Arms up.” I glance up innocently and raise my arms as instructed. Jackson pulls my vest up and over my head and pushes me back down on the bed with the naughtiest grin that I have ever seen. I giggle like a lovesick schoolgirl.

He places his hands on my hips and then pushes them slowly up my body, over my breasts and back again, pushing aside the other triangle and pinching my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. I smile and bite my lip as the sensations shoot through me.

I’m squirming on the bed, nervous and excited for what’s next.

Jackson moves to undo the button on my shorts. He struggles with one hand, while he leans forward kissing my breasts and my side. He stops, sits up and sighs, frowning as he has to use both hands to undo the button, I laugh again.

“Rosetta, you’re killing me here!” He does his best to look serious.

I stop and purse my lips in a smirk, “I’m sorry. I’m good, I’ll stop.”

He stays upright and pulls at my shorts, they’re quite tight and he struggles to pull them down over my hips. I lift up my bum to help him out and they suddenly give way. Jackson falls backwards and off the end of the bed. I cannot control my hysterics. That was the funniest thing that I have ever seen.

“For fucks sake!” Jackson calls out, half laughing as he stands and runs his hands through his hair.

I’m sitting forward crying with laughter and struggling to get my breath. He places his hands on the end of the bed and leans over laughing hysterically and shaking his head.

“Are you ok?” I squeak when I have calmed down a little, wiping the tears away and still giggling, Jackson looks up and into my eyes.

“I’m fine,” he smiles at me and cocks his head to the side. In one swift move he grabs my ankles and pulls me so that my back is flat on the mattress with my legs hanging off the end of the bed.

He stands between my legs and leans over me, his hands on the bed either side of my shoulders. I smile up at him and he straightens up, running his hands all the way down my body. I watch as he kneels on the floor between my legs, lifting up onto my elbows for a better view. My mood has quickly changed and I’m eager.

Jackson picks up my left leg and rests my foot on his shoulder. He runs both hands up my leg and kisses up the inside of my thigh, I lean back and I’m on fire as he kisses and nibbles his way further upwards. He reaches both hands up and pulls my bikini bottoms down and off in one move.

He dips the tip of a finger inside me and I hear his sharp intake of breath, I am obviously wet and he clearly likes it.

He runs his finger upwards, I may not approve of all the practice that he has had but he certainly knows what he is doing.

My body jolts as he finds my clit immediately, hand starts to massage it in circles. My breathing becomes hitched, my throat is dry. I swallow and he stops, I look down to see him kissing my other thigh and I lie back flat against the mattress. He moves forward and I feel his tongue replace his fingers on my clit, I laugh!

“ROSIE! You’re seriously laughing right now?” He is staring at me, shocked.

“I’m sorry, it tickled! I’m fine, carry on!” He squints at me and returns to what he was doing…I laugh again!

“Oh come on!” His hands are on my knees and he looks at me defeated.

“I’m sorry, I just… it just tickles!” I bite my lip.
It’s been a very long time since anyone has gone down on me. I’m not used to it. I’m embarrassed, disappointed & frustrated.

“I don’t think we’re destined to do this tonight are we?” Jackson gets back to his feet and looks down at me, smiling slightly. He rests his hands on my thighs and tilts his head to the side,

“I think you’re right.” I lay back on the pillows. I’m a little disappointed but amused as he climbs up and lies on his side next to me, propped up on his elbow. “I have to say James; you’re not the smooth operator I was expecting!”

I grin up at him and his mouth falls open,

“Well, yeah maybe it is time for some new moves,” he laughs again “I have to say though Rosie, I’ve never enjoyed not having sex quite so much.”

“Ditto.”

Jackson gave me one of his t-shirts to wear and we sat on the bed, talking until almost three in the morning, about literature, our favourite writers and books. His impression of Francesca Franklin had me rolling about on the bed in stitches, he has her down perfectly.  

I can feel my eyelids becoming heavy.

“I’m tired, should I leave Jackson?”

“Rosie, it’s three am, of course you shouldn’t. I’ll take you back in the morning.”

“Ok. Thanks for tonight James.”

“Ditto Alvez!”

He leans and kisses me briefly and then rolls over and turns off the lamp.

I’m exhausted, and Jackson’s deep breath next to me indicates he feels the same way. I roll over with my back to him and he pulls me swiftly back so that my head is on his chest. I’m glad the light is off so that he can’t see my smile, but I hope his expression matches my own.

‘It will end in tears Alvez!’

I ignore my subconscious and drift off to sleep.

***

He invites me onto the back of his moped and I look at him unsure.

“Rosie, trust me. I know what I’m doing.”

I climb on, my legs on the outside of his. He tells me to wrap my arms around him and I willingly oblige.

“Shuffle closer Rosie, I don’t want you falling off.”

“I can’t get much closer Jackson!” I’m already anticipating his response.

“Ah Miss Alvez, there’s always closer…” I can actually hear him grinning.

Pippa and I have booked a trip to go to Tiger Cave Temple today so I’ve had to ask Jackson to get me back to the hotel early.
 I wish I could spend the day with him. I saw a side of him last night that I hadn’t imagined could exist and it was amazing.

We pull up in front of my hotel and I climb off the moped.

“Thanks for bringing me back, and for last night.”

I start to walk into the lobby,

“Hey, are you forgetting something?”

Jackson props the bike up and walks towards me. He wraps his arm around me and pulls me close, I put my hand over my mouth and he looks at me, amused and perplexed.

“I haven’t brushed my teeth!” I scrunch my eyes up, mortified that I can’t kiss him because I have morning breath. He laughs,

“Oh Rosie, you are all kinds of different.” He laughs again and kisses my forehead then releases me, “Have a great day sweetie.”

Nine

Rosie

“Rosetta Alvez you dirty stop out…spill!”  I smile and cover my face as Pippa squeals with excitement, “Come on then! Was he good? Oh I bet he was good! Details Rosie…”

“Pippa we didn’t have sex.” She looks at me completely dumbfounded and I smile, “Long story! I’ll explain in a bit.”

I need to have a quick shower, change and get back down to the lobby in half an hour for the trip.

“Oh Rosie, only you! That could only happen to you!” Pippa is in hysterics in the mini bus on the way to the temple.

“Oh Pip, I had a great night. It was so much fun. I had more fun in a few hours that I’ve had with a guy, other than Rafe, in years. Michael and I never laughed like that in three and a half years together. Jackson’s actually really lovely, and sweet too, but he is so hot Pip. I have never been so eager to lick someone from head to toe in my whole life. I mean, I gasped when he took his shirt off, like actually gasped, loudly!  It was amazing but I’m so fucking horny!” Pippa laughs out loud as I roll my eyes in an,
'I must have sex soon
’ kind of way.

“Well I’m not surprised it nearly tipped you over the edge after three years with Michael, the man is a cock!” She smiles, proud of her insult of my former fiancé. She tried from day one to get me to leave him, but he convinced me that I’d never meet anyone else. “What now then Ro?”

“What do you mean?” I ask in an attempt to stall her. I know exactly where she’s going with that question, but I really don’t know what to say.

“With Jackson, Rosie.  I mean from what you say, he’s pretty adamant that he doesn’t want anything serious. I’m all for you having a bit of fun, I just don’t want to see you get hurt.” She holds my hand.

“I know Pip. The truth is, I don’t know, and I can’t even think about it right now. I had a great night last night and we’re going to have a great day today.” I smile at her and she simply smiles back.

The temple is unbelievable. I think we both underestimated the one thousand, two hundred and thirty seven steps that Jackson warned us about in the book. We had to stop about four times on the way up to catch our breath.

At the top I am struck by the huge gold Buddha, keeping watch over all of Krabi.

There are Buddhist nuns praying in one area and I walk to the edge. I am looking down the mountain, at the tops of the lush green trees. I can hear the monks chanting from below and at that moment, I am truly calm.

It’s the most serene experience of my life.

I came to Thailand for exactly this.  I am inspired, my mind is buzzing with ideas and for the first time in a long time, my eyes are open. Pippa is taking photos and I decide to sit. I find a quiet spot to myself and sit cross legged on the floor, if I’m going to receive some divine guidance; this surely has to be the place.

I think about my book, I know now what I want to say. It will be different to my others because I am different; the world is bigger to me now. I think about Jackson, I close my eyes for that one.

What am I going to do about him?  I think my way through a list of pros and cons –

Cons

He doesn’t want to commit. (Wow, that’s a pretty big one Rosie!)

He can be incredibly arrogant.

He is a serial womaniser.

Pros

He is gorgeous.

He is sexy as hell in summer.

He’s funny.

He can be incredibly sweet.

We have so much in common.

There’s a connection between us that is undeniable.

He makes me feel like I’m something special.

He is smart and worldly.

Oh crap!
 

I open my eyes and realise that I have to take the risk.  If there is a chance that I can convince Jackson that I am worth a shot, I have to take it. I’m a big girl and I can take whatever he throws at me, I think.

We make our way down the mountain and I’m determined, I’m calm and I know what I want. Now I just have to go get it.

Back at the hotel I decide that the best thing to do is spend the remaining days before we head to Phi Phi convincing Jackson that not all relationships end in tears and that sometimes, the risk is worth taking.

I text him.

‘
Are you busy tonight? I’d like to see you x’

In only a minute, my phone buzzes with a reply,

‘
I thought you’d never ask. Where do you want me? and when?’

Oh the possibilities are endless, but I decide to stick to the plan to wow him, not screw him senseless. Not straight away anyway,

‘
I’ll meet you on the beach, under the terrace, at 8 x’

‘Can’t wait!’

Pippa has made plans with a Portuguese guy tonight. She said she’s sticking to her roots for the evening. I don’t take too long getting ready. My hair is tame for once and has a smooth wave in it. I put on matching navy blue lace bra and French knickers and a blue dipped hem dress and flip flops.

I’m ready.

“You’re not going to propose to me are you?” Jackson calls from behind me as he makes his way towards me on the beach, grinning as he gets closer.

“You wish!” I call as I turn to face him. He’s wearing navy blue chinos and cream linen shirt and I melt, he’s so gorgeous.

“What do you have in store for me then Alvez?” He asks as he puts his hands on my waist and pulls me close; I put my hands on his chest and walk away,

“You’ll see…”

Jackson catches up with me and takes my hand. We walk along the beach, listening to the sound of the sea on one side of us and the town on the other.

“Do you mind if we go back to Presley’s? Then maybe we could have some food and a few drinks?” I ask, I want to see Steve and Annie and show Jackson that I can fit into his life, that we can have fun together and with friends.

“Yeah, sure we can. What are you singing for me tonight then?” He looks carefree and happy, if only it could stay this way.

“No singing from me tonight sunshine, you can do a little turn though!” I giggle and he pulls me close with his arm around my shoulder,

“I enjoy your company Rosie, thanks for giving me the chance to prove I’m not all bad.”

“I’m not sure you’ve proved that yet James!” I laugh and he kisses me on the head as we continue our walk.

“Hey you two! Good to see you both.” Steve looks genuinely pleased to see us and greets us both with a hug, “What can I get you?”

“Couple of beers please mate, you good?
How's Annie?” Jackson asks, suddenly I feel a little uncomfortable. These two are friends, old friends. I forget my reasons behind suggesting that we come here, all I can think of is how many girls Steve must have witnessed Jackson conquer and crush. I snap out of my daze when Jackson puts a hand on my back.

“Hey, you ok?” He seems concerned, and his eyes gazing into mine settle my worries.

“Yeah sorry…I was in a world of my own.” I shake off my concern, I have to try.

Presley’s is a lot quieter tonight that it was a few nights ago, so we sit at the bar to chat with Steve. Annie soon joins us and as the drinks flow, the games come out. Connect Four seems to be everywhere in Ao Nang and I haven’t had so much fun playing it since I was a child, I guess if you added alcohol, even chess would be a good laugh.

As the night wears on, Steve becomes sentimental about his friendship with Jackson. One thing I love about Thailand, the bar staff get as drunk as the customers!

“Jackson! My old buddy, my wing man! We have been through a lot.”

Steve has really let his hair down and is slurring his words. Jackson is smiling at him the way I do Rafe, they are clearly like brothers.

“You Rosie, are the first girl that has ever, and I mean ever put him in his place!”

“Alright mate, I think you’ve had enough.” Jackson shuffles uncomfortably, he seems like he is trying to hush Steve up before he says too much.

“Nope, I’m good. What was I saying?
 Oh yeah, Jackson! Well he’s a total man whore, but don’t let that put you off.” I laugh loudly and Jackson seems to relax when I don’t run away, “in all seriousness Rosie, you two look bloody great together.” Jackson stiffens again. “Hang on to this one mate. I can see it working out. Although Rosie my sweet, I imagine this arse to make pretty ugly kids, so just bear that it mind!”

“Steve. Mate. Enough!” Jackson’s sharp response makes me sit up
, and sober up. He’s clearly uncomfortable.

“It’s ok Jackson, I know he’s pissed. It’s fine.” I put a hand on Jackson’s thigh to reassure him, “Come on, let’s go and get some food.”

After saying goodbye to Steve and Annie, we leave Presley’s and Jackson still is distant. I stop and stand in front of him,

“Hey, cheer up will you.” I look into his eyes and see that he looks confused, “Jackson, chill out, Steve was pleased to see you and had too much to drink.
 It’s no big deal. If you’re going to be like this then I’m just going to go.”

“No, I’m sorry. Look I’m just hungry, come on. Let’s go back to my hotel and get room service.”

“Jackson, it’s almost eleven pm, they won’t be serving surely?” I look at him puzzled,

“Ok beautiful, let’s get some street food and head back then yeah?” And he’s back!

“Sounds great.”

Back in Jackson’s suite we nibble on chicken, squid, pork and all sorts of food that he bought from the street cart. We talk and laugh and relax together, it’s exactly what I wanted. After letting my food settle, I decide it’s time to make my move.

“Do you know what I’d really like to do now?” I stand in front of Jackson hoping this goes to plan. He looks up at me, but before he answers, I continue, “Swim!”

I pull my dress over my head and walk over to the plunge pool.

“Coming?” I beckon Jackson to join me.

Jackson almost appears nervous as he takes off his shirt and trousers to join me in the pool, I’ve never seen him like this...I like it!

He’s standing in just his boxers and I can see that he is already hard. I can feel the burn between my legs. There will be no mishaps or fits of giggles tonight. I want him, inside me, now.

As he descends the steps into the pool his mood shifts. He is back to the confident ladies’ man. This is what he does best, and he knows it.

He glides over towards me in the water and pushes me back against the side of pool. He slides his hand down my arm and moves my hand to feel his erection, he breathes in through his teeth as I grip.

“See what you do to me Rosie?”

He looks intensely into my eyes, and then closes his as I stroke firmly up and down the length of his cock. My other hand moves to the back of his head and I pull his face down to meet mine. I am so turned on that I feel like I can’t kiss him hard or deep enough to satisfy me, I need more.

I stop my stroking and use both of my hands to pull him close to me. Jackson’s hands leave the side of the pool as he lifts my legs to wrap around him and presses me back against the tiles.

From underneath me, Jackson’s fingers move over the blue lace of my knickers, I feel him move the fabric out of the way and push the tips of two fingers inside me, I gasp, tipping my head back slightly and break our kiss.  

He moves to kiss my neck. From this angle the penetration is shallow and I want, I need more. I groan and push back against his fingers, letting him know I need him deeper, and before I can argue Jackson lifts me onto the edge of the pool.

“Oh Rosie, I am going to have so much fun!”

He looks at me with a hunger that matches my own and pushes two fingers deep into me. I lean back to let him in, and when he pulls his fingers out and rips my knickers off, I think I’m going to explode.

Jackson pushes his fingers back inside me and with the thumb of his other hand, begins to massage my now exposed and swollen clit. The sensations are intense. I haven’t been so turned on in years. I just want to be fucked, any way he wants me.

“You smell so good…I can’t wait to taste you Rosie!”

Jackson nibbles at my inner thigh and I want to scream,
‘JUST DO IT THEN!
’ My orgasm is building, my breath is becoming fast and I feel myself tightening around Jackson’s expert fingers.

“Are you close baby?” He asks in between kissing my inner thighs, all I can manage is a hum in response, “Ah ah…not yet!”

Jackson stops his manipulation of me and I look up in shock, he’s gliding over towards the steps of the pool and I can’t speak. As Jackson walks over to me, I can see his erection and I remember that this is my night, I’m in charge. I lift myself up and onto my knees and stop him in his tracks.

“Wait,” I put my hands on his thighs and he looks down at me expectantly “These are all wet.” I pull at his boxers, looking up with an expression of concern. “You’ll catch your death.”

I grin upward through my eyelashes as I pull them down to expose all of him. For the first time I can see what I’m dealing with, all I can do to stop myself from pushing him to the floor and jumping on him, is take hold of him in my hands.