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  “Look at the elephants.” I point to them, they are big. “Take a selfie, that one’s not moving.” I look at Jackson just watching me.

  Turning around, he takes a picture, then looks at it. “Well, we know why he wasn’t moving, he was in the middle of taking a shit.” Jackson shows me the picture and I burst out laughing. The picture was taken at the perfect timing, just as it’s coming out of the elephant. My sides start to hurt from laughing so much.

  “Can you send that to me, so I can send it to Taylor. She is going to love this,” I say trying to get my breathing back to normal.

  “You have the cutest laugh,” I hear Jackson say, making me look at him. “So where to now?” he asks quickly, and I let it be, mainly because I don’t have a quick reply for him.

  “Let’s just walk around.”

  We go into the creepy crawlies which isn’t my favourite part, but Jackson seems to really like it. I just hope he doesn’t have any in his house or my apartment is where we will be spending most of our time together.

  “Well, there must be a show happening over there, want to go watch?” Jackson asks.

  I look over to where he is pointing and see the gorillas. “Sure.” We both walk over and see some of the people laughing. I look up at Jackson who’s trying to see what the show is about, being taller than me he will see before I do, but then some people move out the way, and I’m gob-smacked at what I’m seeing, no words are leaving my mouth at all.

  “Well, that sure is a show,” Jackson says through laughter, causing me to look up at him. “I might have to be a bit more gentle tonight though.” He gives me a wink then looks back at the two gorillas have sex, and not in the corner or behind a tree. No, they are up close to the glass, so we can all see everything they are doing.

  “I feel bad watching them doing it,” I tell Jackson. I would hate for someone to be watching me.

  “Come on then, let’s let them hit the finish line without us watching,” Jackson says while laughing, and I look at him, trying very hard to hold my laughter but just looking at him makes me start laughing. “Come on it’s getting late. So back to mine or yours?” Jackson asks as we walk to the gift shop.

  “Mine if that’s okay. I have to be up early to make some chocolate bars,” I say looking at the mugs. I always pick a new mug when I go to gift shops, it’s my thing.

  Today has been so nice with Jackson, spending the day with him and getting to see him for him and not the gay guy I thought or sexy singer. I’m happy that he tried hard to prove himself to me, and I’m even happy he texted me that night at the bar.

  Chapter 11

  Jackson

  I’m shocked by how much fun I had today. The Zoo wouldn’t have been my first choice but I’m glad we went. I glance to the side and Tinkerbell is clutching the stuffed giraffe toy in her knees. I bought it on a whim when she was looking at the mugs. She couldn’t decide between the elephant and the giraffe one, so she got both.

  She looks over at me. “I know you’re looking at me,” she says turning to face me with a smile. She has the prettiest smile and just seeing it lightens something in me.

  We arrive at Sweet Heaven, putting the car in park we both get out. Ashley opens the door and I follow her in. The flowery skirt she is wearing is short and as she walks up in front of me I can see the sexy curve of her ass.

  Her long smooth, toned legs are supple, her peach of an ass makes my mouth water. She turns and catches me watching. I shrug at her fake look of consternation.

  “What? I’m only human and it’s your own fault for having one nice ass,” I say as we come to the top of the stairs. She playfully slaps my chest, before letting us in.

  Her flat is everything I expected from Tinkerbell. It’s like a unicorn and a glitter fairy had a baby and it threw up. There are splashes of candy floss pinks and purples everywhere. Fuck, there is even glitter in the paint on the one wall, not a lot just enough to make the wall sparkle, but enough that when the light hits it you can see it. What is curious though is that I don’t totally hate it.

  It suits her, she is girlie and fanciful and I kind of love that about her. What? I stop and think about that, I mean not love, I like that about her. Shaking the thought out of my head I shrug off my jacket and place it over the back of the sofa.

  I turn to look at Tinkerbell as she picks something off the table, not able to take my eyes off her I walk towards her.

  “So, what do you want to eat?” she asks and produces and a handful of menus.

  I offer her a lascivious grin and slip my arms around her waist as I nibble on her ear. “You,” I whisper kissing her neck. My dick responds as she leans her body into mine, dropping the menus to the floor and tunnels her hands into my hair.

  “Oh really,” she says on a breathless murmur.

  “Yeah, really,” I reply and kiss her hard. Her body is soft and pliant, melting into me as if she was made for me. My hands cup the cheeks of her ass pulling her in tighter, kneading the soft globes. God, she is fucking perfect.

  I walk her backwards until her legs collide with the cream sofa and then we start falling. I twist and land so that she is on top of me, our legs entwine as our mouths search and dual for dominance. I grasp her head in my hands and hold her still while I take my fill of her, enjoying every sweet taste.

  I feel her small, feather soft hands run up the bare skin of my abs as she tries to push my t-shirt up and over my head. I shudder at her touch and my dick swells even more. I need to see her, to see her in all her naked beauty.

  Pulling away from the kiss, I look at her kiss swollen lips and her hair that is in disarray. I reach for her top and pull it over her head, revealing the taut stomach that quivers as I touch her. I whip my shirt over my head and throw it to the floor.

  “Bedroom,” I say in a voice husky with desire. Yes, I was only in there last night, but around her I could easily forget to breathe. I stand, lifting her with me, so that her legs wrap around me. Her heat is pressed against me and I feel need thrum through me.

  “That way,” she says and points in the direction of the door on the left of the hallway. I walk with her not stopping to turn on the light. I find the bed and place her in the middle. I stand and look around for the lamp, I want to see her when I’m fucking her. I need to see the passion in her eyes and I want to see her face when I make her come.

  Finding the lamp on the bedside table, I press the switch, light flicks on as I hear her sexy voice.

  “Jackson,” she whispers, and I turn to see that she has slipped out of the skirt and is kneeling on the bed in only her pale pink, lace bra and boy shorts. Her tattoos only add to the beauty and seductiveness of the image.

  “Fuck, you're absolutely stunning,” I say prowling towards the bed. I see her eyes darken with hunger as she watches me. I reach her, and she looks up at me as I slip my hand to the back of her head and haul her against my naked chest to kiss her. I put my knee on the bed and push her back so that I land between her legs.

  Kissing my way down her collarbone, I nip at her delicate skin, and that fateful tattoo that somehow sealed my fate. I kiss and nip my way to the soft swell of her breast, pulling the lace down and releasing her nipple. She is the most magnificent woman I’ve ever seen, and as I take the nipple into my mouth, I hear the moan that passes from her as she clutches my head to her.

  Ashley trails her other hand down my pecs and reaches for my cock with her hand over my jeans. I moan around her nipple as she squeezes and my eyes nearly cross with pleasure. She knows how to push a man over the edge.

  I wonder if anything has ever felt this good. Her hand undoes the zip on my jeans and she reaches in and strokes my hard cock. I let her until I can’t take it anymore and pull back.

  “Sorry, Tinkerbell, I need to see you, all of you.”

  I watch as she raises up on her elbow and looks at me through hooded eyes, her eyes travel over my body drinking me all in, then stop at my jeans. “You first,” she purrs, and I already know she is
going to be a hellcat in the sack. Just her response so far tells me that, but the teasing way she is challenging me makes me harder than I’ve ever been. I grin and accept her challenge.

  Retaining eye contact I loosen my belt and shed my jeans and boxers in one go. Her eyes move hungrily to my cock as I take it in my hand, stroking it slowly. Her tongue sweeps out and licks her bottom lip, in that split second, I know I’m done for. Kneeling, I grab the back of her knees and pull her roughly to the edge of the bed. She starts laughing as I pull her, my hands move up and down her legs.

  “You want to play, Tinkerbell?” I ask as I lean in to kiss her tummy. My hand snakes back and flicks the clasp of her bra open. She shimmies it down her arms and throws it to the side, her breasts spill free. Yep, this girl is going to fucking kill me.

  I grin as I palm the soft mounds and tweak the nipples until she squirms with pleasure. I kiss my way down her body and slowly draw her lace underwear down and off.

  What I see almost makes me come right there and then. Her pussy is perfectly trimmed, but that is not what has me licking my lips. No what has me doing that is the metal bar she has pierced through her clit.

  I hear a giggle and look up at her sweet face with a smile that’s teasing me to play.

  “You like?” she asks.

  I can’t stop the growl that slips past my throat. “Fuck, yeah. I like,” I say burying my head between her legs and swiping my tongue over her. She moans and collapses against the bed.

  I flick and suck the clit bar until she is shaking, her thighs clamping over me.

  “Jackson,” my name is on her lips as my tongue works the bar.

  “Someone is very wet for me,” I look up at her as her eyes meet mine, I thrust two fingers into her tight channel, our eyes locked as I move my fingers inside her. “I’m not stopping until you cum,” I say giving her a wink.

  Tinkerbell’s head falls back. As she moans her back raises of the bed and screams as her climax hits. Her legs tighten around my head and her pussy squeezes my fingers, and the only thing I can imagine is what that will feel like on my cock and I can’t wait another second.

  Standing I cross to my jeans and snagging my wallet, I hastily roll a condom over my length and join her back on the bed. I kiss her hard and she thrusts her tongue in my mouth and grips my ass as I settle between her legs. My dick is at her entrance pushing in slowly and she arches towards me and then clamps her legs around me and I thrust into the hilt. The feeling of her tight, hot core is incredible, and slowly I start to fuck her, her nails softly dig into my shoulders, my body gets the better of me and takes control. I pound into her and I can feel my climax coming. I wanted this to last, but I know I can’t as the base of my spine tingles. Reaching between us, I tweak her clit with my thumb and we both climax. Her screams are muffled by my mouth as we both ride the crest. My whole body is shaking as I shoot my seed into the condom, and I wonder how it would feel to have nothing between us, but if I can’t last now, I would be done the moment I touch her.

  Slowly I roll to the side, taking her with me. We lie like that for a minute, her hand softly stroking my chest as we both digest the enormity of what just happened.

  That was not just sex, that was so much more, it felt so different to other women, I should be scared but I’m not. I feel a peace, a rightness that I just can’t explain, Tinkerbell has this way with me.

  I stand up and dispose of the condom in the bathroom next door, and coming back to her room, I slip into bed next to her. I love how she is perfectly comfortable in her nakedness as she stretches on the bed.

  Her stomach growls and I start laughing.

  “Pizza?” I ask, and she laughs too.

  “Yeah, make it large and don’t forget a tub of ice-cream for after,” she says with a sultry smile, “I have a feeling we will need our energy.”

  *~*~*

  I get to the office early, I haven’t stopped smiling since I left Tinkerbells. I have a perm-a-grin on my face and there is nothing that could mess this day up for me. Last night was everything I could have wanted it to be, and the best part is I get to do it again, and again.

  Today I’ve set up interviews with two guys. I am looking for someone I can mentor and train so that they know how this business works. It’s not the easiest job, they have to lie to their family and friends about what they do. Tinkerbell asked me the question this morning when I was leaving, the ‘what do you do,’ question, and I told her the same thing I tell my mum, ‘Marketing Communications Specialist.’

  Looking at the file in front of me, I begin to drum my fingers on the desk in thought. On paper the first guy seems to know what he wants from this job, but if I have learnt anything it’s that some men are pigs, they say one thing and do another. They tell you what they think you want to hear, but face to face I can read them so much better.

  I look up as Lindy shows the first guy in. I stand up as he walks over to the desk, and within five seconds I already know that he is not the person for this job. He has a cockiness and swagger that tells me that nobody fancies this guy more than he does.

  “Hello, Will. Thank you for coming.” I put out my hand for him to shake.

  “Nice to meet you, Jackson.” He shakes my hand and sits down.

  I walk around my desk, then sit and motion to the file on my desk. “It says here that you want this job to help pay for your University fees?” I look up at him and he nods his head. “Do you have a girlfriend?”

  “No, I don’t have the time or want the hassle of a woman,” he replies, and I smile. This was me, only a few weeks ago.

  “I’m more of a ‘one and done’ type of guy.” He leans back in the chair, and the bad boy attitude is about to come out, the one I picked up on when he walked into the office. “I thought this job would be easy, break their heart, then cheer them up in my bed,” he says with a laugh. With a smile on my face I address his misconceptions.

  “Rule number one when working for me, you break up with a girl you can’t sleep with her.” And there it is, the face I was waiting for, the disappointment. “Do you think you still want the job?” I ask already knowing the answer.

  “Nah man, if I can’t sleep with them what’s the point.” He stands up gives me a nod then leaves.

  I knew it was going to be hard to find someone to help me. Men think with their dicks first and their brain second, but I have some hope with the second guy, he seems quieter, well on paper anyway. I check my phone and smile to see a message from Ashley.

  Tinkerbell: Hope you’re having a good day at work, coffee is my friend today.

  Jackson: Coffee? I did all the work! lol

  Tinkerbell: I know, but that only means I get too next time and I have a few things planned. ;)

  Jackson: Things? What things?

  Tinkerbell: Things that involve my mouth. You know I do like my lollipops, licking them, sucking them, running my tongue around them;)

  Yep, she is going to break me. My dick is getting hard just thinking about her lips around me.

  Jackson: You are such a tease.

  Tinkerbell: No if I was a tease I would send you this…

  I wonder what she is writing, as dots appear. From the short time I’ve known her, I know she likes to play games, and tease, so I wait patiently as I watch the dots on the screen, then my phone beeps and I look at the long message.

  Tinkerbell: Feel my lips wrap around the head of your cock, touching nothing else, just my tongue swirling around slowly. Are you hard? My mouth slides all the way down to the base of your dick. I suck, hard. Just once. But it's enough for you to feel like I'm pulling the cum out of your balls. (You’re smiling aren’t you!)

  I start working with my lips pressed tight against your hard cock, up and down, back and forth. You put your hands in my hair and guide my speed. Force me all the way down. My hands are still on your balls, massaging them. I slide off your dick and spend some time licking and sucking your balls, not just the skin around your nuts, but your actual bal
ls. I'll take them both into my mouth and you'll be in heaven. When I let your balls fall out of my mouth, you'll groan, but that will quickly turn into a moan when I take your whole dick in my warm mouth again. I waste no time here, sliding hard and fast. Twist your fingers in my hair. Pull my hair. Moan. Say my name. Hold my head steady and give three hard, deep thrusts and empty your balls into my mouth. I'll slide down, so my lips just are around the head and I'll suck hard, pulling more cum out than you ever thought possible. At the same time, my hands move to your balls and taint, rubbing hard. You'll keep cumming and orgasming longer and harder than you ever thought possible.

  Tinkerbell: Now, that’s teasing;)

  Jackson: Fuck women, do you know how hard I am now? This is going to be painful.

  Tinkerbell: What are you going to do about it?

  Jackson: I plan on phoning you and jerking off while I hear you say that to me, and if you don’t answer, I’ll jerk off just reading your message again and again.

  Tinkerbell: Don’t hurt yourself;)

  I go to reply but my door opens. I know I should stand up but I’m full-on hard right now and I can’t embarrass myself here.

  “Alex, take a seat,” I tell him. This one looks more promising, he has the whole geek-chic look to him. It would automatically put the woman at ease.

  “Thank you for meeting me,” he says taking a seat.

  I look at him for a moment. There is something about him that is off, and I can’t put my finger on why. On paper and first impressions, he is perfect, but my gut is telling me something else. I decide to proceed and see if I can figure it out. “Why do you want this job?” I ask.

  “I think this is a good thing you are doing. Why should a girl get dumped by the asshole who won’t even do it right, when you can break up with them and make them feel special,” he answers.

  I wonder if he has ever broken up with a girl in his life. “You do understand that you can’t sleep with them, and that there will be times that they will slap you and scream at you?” I ask him. He needs to know that this isn’t always pretty, and you can get abused in the middle of the restaurant. Is he up for the challenge of that?