Chapter 7

I stir in my sleep when I feel the bed shift. I turn to my side and continue my sweet slumber. But it was shortly enjoyed when I feel a hand on my arm and gently shake me.

“Lily.” Jackson huskily whispers. “It’s time to get up.”

I groan as I turn face down with the covers over my head. “I don’t wanna go today. Sleeping in.”

“You have to get up baby. Alex and Chris are waiting for you at the grounds, and I have to get going. You said you’d commit.” He argues. He stands there at my side of the bed watching me groan and complain.

“But my body is so tired and sore. Please don’t make me go Jackson.” I sleepily beg him. I don’t know how he can get up every day before the sunrise without feeling tired or looking like crap. I know if I didn’t get enough sleep, I’d end up looking like a withered zombie. I am not a morning person.

“But it’s Friday. Just go today and you’ll have the rest of the weekend off.” He was very persistent.

I know that I promised that I’d commit, but this was like a nightmare. Having to get up before sunrise, do warmups and run a mile in the woods, then spend one hour listening to Alex talk about how to attack your enemy, then spend the rest of the time practicing new maneuvers and spar with Chris and Alex. it’s been the same routine every day. This was worse than my old part time job when I got up for my shifts at six in the morning before going straight to class for world history. It was torture.

Jackson sighs. I feel the bed sink on both my sides, I couldn’t move. Then the covers were pulled off and I look over my shoulder and see Jackson was on top of me. The dark blue hue of the night sky and the blue sky forming made it into the room, giving it a beautiful soft glow of blue to the walls and to Jackson which made him look so irresistibly sexy. Who knew certain shades of color could set the mood to a whole new level? All that would be left to top the mood was a sexy playlist.

He looks down on me.

“So you really want to stay?” He raises a brow.

I hesitantly think on it. “…Yes?”

I could see a smirk form on his face and a gleam twinkle in his eye. He was up to something.

“Fine then.” He simply says. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”

Suddenly Jackson leans down and grabs both my hands, pinning them above my head with one hand and putting his wait on the other to keep him from crushing me. But our bodies were just inches from touching. He leans in close and lowly whispers into my ear.

“But let me give you this warning. If you don’t get up and train, then I’ll just have to stay as well and personally train you right here, right now. And after I’m done with you, you’re body will know what it truly is like to be tired and sore.”

He says all this as his other hand lightly grazed my waist and sneaks it under my shirt. It tickles my stomach in a weird way. Then he reaches to my waist and grips it, lifting it up until it was pressing firmly against his.

I gasp at the actions and bite my lip to hold in my voice, but I felt like it was too late. He already knew.

“Awe, is someone getting bothered?” He teases with a low growl, which send shivers down my spine and causes me to squirm. “You need to control your emotions Lily. Or else things could get out of hand soon. And I don’t think you’re ready to find out what I can do.”

I wasn’t sure if he was serious, but the dark lustful look in his eyes made it clear that he was. I didn’t know what to do.

“Jackson please..” I stutter. My lower stomach was heating up with anticipation which frightens me. I wanted to feel more of him, but I knew that was just the bond between us urging me to give myself to him. With every day that I’m with him, the urges gets stronger.

“So I’ll ask you one more time. Do you really want to stay? You have till the count of three, and this belt comes completely off.” Soon after a familiar leather and clinking sound of his belt makes itself heard.

“One.”

He detaches the end of the belt from the hole.

“Two.”

I could hear the belt come out of the buckle. It made my imagination go wild with what could happen next. I wasn’t ready to find that out.

“Three.”

“Okay! Okay!” I yell at the same time as he said three. “I’ll get ready and go.”

He lets go of my hands and taps the side of my waist. “Glad you could see it my way.” He says before getting off and buckling up his belt again.

“Geez. You don’t play fair.” I complain as I sit up.

“Hey, it got you wide awake now.” He smirks. “I’ll be waiting downstairs with some coffee. Don’t be too long babe.”

Jackson walks out the room and shuts the door, leaving me sitting on the bed flustered. I shake my head and slap my cheeks to snap out of it.

“That jerk.”

A month has passed since the conversation between Jackson and I, and things have gotten better since then.

I've been able to get out of the house more often with Alice and the other's by my side. I've gotten to know the rest of the pack, who are all very nice and welcoming. All but Jackson’s ex Chloe. I rarely got to run into her, which I guess is a good thing. But Alice, Briar, Jenny, Bella, and Stella have become my best friends taking me everywhere to shop, eat out, and have fun.

My mental health has improved drastically. I made sure that I didn’t skip a meal and ate healthy, exercised, and made sure I had someone to talk to like the girls or Jackson.

As for me and Jackson, we’ve been slowly getting to know each other more. I’ve gotten to see many sides of him. Although I have to say that there are some sides of him that I find somewhat bothersome.

He would always have this tendency to make me feel embarrassed, such as doing or saying something perverted. For example, when we would sleep he would mainly hold me in a spooning position, clinging to my waist tightly against his and digging his face into my neck as he breathed in my “scent” as he calls it.

And if you think that all I could have done to avoid this is to just tell him that I was uncomfortable with this, well believe me when I tell you that I’ve tried… And failed. No matter how much I argued with him about this one thing, his Dominance would take over and argue back, telling me that I was his and everything else in that similar topic. So yeah, I wouldn’t have a chance to sneak away to go to the bathroom in the morning when I wake up first.

Sometimes I see Jackson as this kid that doesn’t want to give up his favorite toy, and I’m the toy. Arguing with his Dominance was making it hard for us to come to an agreement. But I played it smart and used working arguments against him, such as if he didn’t stop being so clingy every time then I wasn’t going to consider sleeping in the same room with him anymore.

But other than that, we’re improving our relationship. It’s been nice.

Other than the small disagreements, there have been some days where they have been great. When Jackson wasn't busy with his Alpha duties, he would take me out on dates. Every weekend he would take me to a restaurant, or our on a picnic, or we would just stay in the house and have a movie night. We took advantage of our time to know each other better these past few weeks. It was wonderful, we got to share our favorite food, hobbies, heck, I even know his favorite color. Viridian. Apparently it’s a blue-greenish color. Never knew that color existed until he told me. Well, the more you know.

Everywhere we went we were respected by others. They would bow or acknowledge us as Alpha and Luna. We were like a celebrity couple. We looked like a real couple, even though we kind of are.

Alice was right. Behind all those layers of him being a stubborn, demanding, overprotective jerk. He was a sweet, fun, outgoing goofball. But that doesn't change the fact that he can be a pervert at times just to tease me.

I’ve gotten the hang of being called Luna, even though I still have a long way to go. Jackson and the others have taught me everything there was to know about the Blood Stone pack. Their history of werewolves debunked everything I thought I knew of werewolves in the movies and stories, though they said humans were right about some things about them. I learned about their moon Goddess Diana, the Roman Goddess who ruled over the woodland creatures.

What’s been great this past month was that I wasn’t having nightmares as much as I did like that whole week. It was relieving to be free of such stressful and frightening dreams, even though I still couldn’t remember what the nightmare were about. I guess sleeping with Jackson put a stop to it.

I've been growing very fond here, it's such a peaceful and beautiful town. There hasn't been any attacks by the rogues for about a month now. Which is great for us, including me. This made Jackson a bit more at ease, but he still wasn’t letting his guard down.

"Okay Luna, one more time." Alex says as he walks around Chris and me.

I've been training with Chris and Alex every morning from Monday to Friday. We were in this large spacious hidden area where they always train the pack or spar.

It was already noon, and I was still training, and all I've been doing was sparring and practicing the apparent weak spots of wolves that would be helpful for my survival. And to be honest, I kind of like it. even though some of the training gave me bruises and sprains every now and then, I didn’t mind it. And like Kelly Clarkson said in her song, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.”

When I started, I sucked badly. But as the weeks went by, I've gotten better at attacking and dodging using my quick reflexes. All this training boost my confidence by tenfold.

"Alright." I wipe the sweat from my forehead and go back to my spot.

Chris was already in his wolf form which was beautiful. His fur was a mix of brown, cream, and black. And he has beautiful yellow eyes. He stands across from me on the other side of the field. The both of us wait for Alex’s cue.

“Remember Lily, no hesitation whatsoever. This is your life we’re talking about. Do everything you can if it means to keep you alive.”

I nod and keep my focus.

"On my mark." Announces Alex. Chris and I face each other. We get into our positions with him crouching down and me with my huge rubber decoy knife, waiting for Alex's signal.

"Start!"

Chris charges towards me with his insane speed. I only had a second to dodge, so I quickly run towards him. The moment he pounces in order to trap me, I slide underneath him, getting more dirt on my clothes for the 8th time. I managed to avoid Chris completely, so I quickly flip over and charge while he was still facing away. I jump on his back and go into strike, but Chris shakes me off before I had the chance. I fall on my back with a ‘thud’.

I quickly roll over and avoid him before he could trap me to the ground. I get up and swing my rubber blade to strike him again. He dodges every swing. Frustrated, I pretend to go for an obvious swing that he could dodge. When he fell for it, I quickly shift positions catching him off guard. Before he had time to move again, I tackle him and stab him in a specific spot on the neck that would instantly kill him.

"That's a kill! Good job Lily!" Alex announces, ending the spar.

"Yes! Eat my dust pup!" I shout in victory as I jokingly mock Chris.

Chris snarls and swings his tail behind my ankles, knocking me down on my butt.

"Ow!" I cry and he shakes his head in amusement. I could tell he was laughing on the inside for payback. "Okay, I guess I deserved that. But I still won." I stick my tongue at him playfully.

Alex reaches out his hand for me to take and pulls me up, meanwhile Chris got up and went in the woods. “You know, for a human who has such a petite figure, you're really tough. I'm impressed with how you progressed these past few weeks."

"Thanks. I took self-defense classes back at university. It really came in handy to keep the creeps away." I punch my palm with my fist and smirk to further add to my point.

"Is that so? Then remind me not to be near you when you're mad." I look over to Chris who was walking towards us wearing loose tan shorts and shoes but with no shirt on, revealing his toned abs and muscles. His hair was as messy as ever, but it really suit him.  His goofy cute smile would always be the highlight of my day when I trained with them.

Chris and Alex have been very good to me. When I started training with them, they’ve been patient with me and made sure every time that I was alright after a fight. Even making sure that I was clean before I headed back to Jackson.

I giggle and give him a high five. "Good match Chris."

Alex steps up to us. Standing at equal height as me, he looks to me and says. “Well, that concludes today’s training session. We’ll pick up where we left of on Monday.”

I check the time and he was right, it was almost one in the afternoon. I had to get back to the house before Jackson did. I was filthy from all the dirt and sweat. Jackson said that he had a surprise for me, so more reason to wash up. Maybe he was taking me out again.

“I better hurry back home then.” I say.

“I’ll give you a ride back today Lily.” Alex says as he quickly rund behind a tree to remove his clothes.

“Thanks Alex. I’d really appreciate it.”

I stand by with Chris and chat with him for a bit until Alex came back out from the trees in his gorgeous silver wolf form.

We were a mile away from the house. Since this was private land, the pack had no worry shifting in the woods without getting spotted by people.

“I’ll split up from here you guys, I got to head over to Briar’s for our date.” Chris waves us goodbye and leaves first.

I hop on Alex’s back and hold on tight. When I was ready, Alex starts running. He was careful not to run too fast or moved too much so I wouldn’t lose my grip, but I was fine. It was always so exciting to ride a huge werewolf through the forest. It was like having my own badass pet.

I look up to the trees that we ran under. Spots of sunlight peered through the many gaping holes that the branched tried to cover. I close my eyes and feel the wind hit my face as I felt the warm rays on my skin. It was amazing, I would never get sick of it.

Withing five minutes, we make it to the backyard of the house. I hop off Alex and say goodbye to him, though he can’t speak to me in his wolf form, Alex simply bows his head and runs back into the forest. I watch him completely disappear before heading inside.

I head upstairs to and go into the bathroom that was in our bedroom. I connect my phone to the Bluetooth speaker and blast my music while I take a hot shower.

I spend fifteen minutes washing all the sweat and dirt from my body, then finish the shower with rinsing myself in cold water for the sore muscles. I wrap a towel around my body and exit the bathroom to get to my closet, meanwhile in the bathroom, “Sin Pijama” by Becky G and Natti has me singing along and

swaying my hips to the sweet beat.

I look through the clothes try figuring out what I should wear today. But as luck would have it, picking my wardrobe would be the least of my problem.

The moment the song came to an end, in the midst of the silence, the sound of a low growl freezes me in place. I turn behind to where it was coming from and see Jackson standing there at the doorway. His eyes were completely black and glossy like a demon, staring intensely towards my direction as he slowly heaves. The look he was giving me was that of hunger and desire. Like I was a small animal about to be pounced on by this feral creature.

The black demon eyes were enough to give me a heart attack.

“Fucking hell-! Jackson! We have got to put a bell on you!” I place my hand over my rapid beating heart as I calm down, pausing the music with my phone. “Stop looking at me like that, you know those eyes creep me out.” I shake violently and look away from his eyes. It was then I notice the towel around my body. “And get out, I’m changing!”

Jackson doesn’t move, instead he folds his arms and leans on the doorway with a sly smirk on his face.

“Oh please.” He smoothly talks. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”

I cock a brow confused. “But you’ve never seen me naked before.” I point out.

I fell right into that one. Jackson gives me a cocky look, tilting his head slightly upward showing more of his defined God-like jawline and his smirk changed to a toothy grin baring one of his sharp canines. And with those black eyes, it looked like I was faced with a dangerously sexy incubus.

“Not yet baby.” He winks.

Now this hits me hard. I was caught way off guard with this comment that I was having trouble functioning properly. I couldn’t find the right words because of the stuttering and embarrassment.

"GET OUT!" I stomp over and push him out of the room, slamming the door in his smug face and locking it.

I turn and lean against the door with a heavy sigh. My cheeks were hot with embarrassment and my heart was racing. I hate how everything he does, he says, and how he looks at me gets me every time. And he knows this gets me all flustered. With how much flirting he does every day, I should be unfazed by this by now. I guess I’m wrong.

I finish drying myself off and I put on some comfortable black leggings and a plain white short. I then go downstairs and head for the kitchen for a glass of water. I walk in and find Jackson here leaning against the counter scrolling through his phone.

He notices my entrance and looks up with a cocky smile. His eyes back to normal and his canines gone.

"Looking cute for me as always, I see."

I roll my eyes and serve myself a glass of water. "Save it. You need to learn to knock before you enter a room. It's rude to walk in on someone without knocking."

“But I did knock. You just couldn’t hear it because of the loud music, your adorable singing, and sexy dancing.” He pulls out a finger for every point he made.

I glare at him.

"What? It's our home. I go wherever I please. Besides, you can walk in on me naked whenever you want If that’ll make it even."

"That's not what I meant!" I snap at him. "I like my privacy, but you're invading that. I will literally put you on a leash if you're going to keep doing that.

“Hey! I am not your pet that you can chain up anytime you want.” He pouts in defense

“I mean it Jackson! Gosh, is that how your parents taught you?" I start drinking my water.

"So….” He extends the word as he sets his phone down. “Speaking of my parents. I have some good news. They're coming by to visit!"

I choke on the water and do a spit take, coughing harshly as I try to breathe properly again. Jackson was taken back by this and quickly pats my back to help. When the coughs slowly subsided, I look at him with a puzzling 'what' expression.

"You're-*cough cough* Parents?*cough*"

"Yes. They're coming to meet you." He says with a smile.

"Why didn't you tell me this before?"

"This was surprise I had for you. After getting to know each other these past few weeks and you becoming more comfortable with the pack, I felt that it was time you met them. You're going to love them Lily. They're excited to meet you."

"Okay." I set the glass on the counter and hit my chest to clear my throat. "Not the surprise I was expecting, but this is okay I guess... When are they coming?" I figured now that I knew what was going to come I needed to prepare.

"Tonight."

"TONIGHT?!?"

He raises his hands in defense. "Yes. What's the matter? Do you not want to meet them?"

"No!” I quickly assure him. “It's not that- I just- I didn't expect it is all. I’m really looking forward to meeting your parents." I smile to him to hide my nervousness, but Jackson could see right through me.

Jackson sighs and kisses me on the forehead, and he lifts my chin up at him. I couldn't hide my blush when he does this. He looks into my eyes with deep caring sentiment.

"Lily, there's nothing to be nervous about. My parents are really nice people. I promise you're going to like them."

"I don't know Jackson. What if I'm not exactly what they expect? I'm only human."

The thought of meeting his parents didn’t bother me, it was the thought of meeting his parents that are werewolves that was worrying me. Not only that, but we’re also talking about meeting the previous Alpha and Luna of the pack. And realizing that I have less than seven hours to prepare for their arrival was sending me in a spiral of anxiety.

Jackson holds me by the shoulder and comforts me.

"Just trust me. Once you meet them, you’re going to feel more than relieved."

Time flew by faster than I dreaded. It was almost six in the afternoon, and Jackson said that his parents would arrive by seven. I had only one hour left to get ready and prepare. But the problem is that I wasn't sure what I should wear. I'm meeting the pack's former Alpha and Luna for crying out loud. I know that Jackson kept repeating that they will like me and that I shouldn't have anything to worry about, But I couldn't help but think that I will be thought of as a weak human by the two powerful leaders. Either way, I knew that I have to make a good first impression. And the best way to do that is the appropriate attire for the appropriate event.

After making a mess in the closet skimming around through my clothes, I decide to wear a black and white striped top with the sleeves nearly off the shoulder and tuck it under a crimson high-waist skirt that went down to right above the knees with black flats. It was casual, but decent enough.

I brush my hair so that it was smooth and wavy. Then I apply light makeup, I was ready. I glance at myself at the mirror for a while until I was satisfied enough that I was good to go.

“You got this Lily. You can do this.” I encourage myself with a hopeful smile.

It was almost time before his parents arrived. I head downstairs to meet up with Jackson, and I find him in the kitchen preparing dinner. I wasn’t sure if he notices my presence since he was facing away from me, but he looked very handsome and slimming in all black.

"Like what you see baby?" He peeks over his shoulder with a smirk.

"Crap!" I inwardly curse. "He caught me starring."

"I definately am. The food's a sight for sore eyes." I jokingly say as I enter.

"Hey." He whines as I giggle and join him, leaning against the counter.

"Need any help?" I ask.

He shakes his head. "Nah. I'm just about done."

I nod.

"You look good." I compliment after an awkward moment of silence between us.

"Thanks baby, I also like what I'm seeing." He says as he gives me this look of seduction as he checks me out.

He stops what he was doing and comes up to me, leaning in close. My heart starts to race with anticipation, but I try to play it off. I didn't want him to think I was bothered by this.

Without warning, he picks me up by the waist and places me on the island counter. I let out a yelp from the second he grabbed me. I was now face to face level with him. His eyes were black once again, looking at me from head to toe with desire.

"Jackson, your eyes." I look away. "You know how I feel about the black eyes."

"I can't help it. You look so tempting, especially in that skirt."

He goes between my legs and pulls me in closer to him that our waists come in contact.

“You know,” He starts off, leaning in close to my flushed face. “We haven’t done our daily kiss today. We shouldn’t skip a single day.”

Though I was embarrassed from the position I was in, I figured that was why he was acting the way he is.

“F-fine. Just get it over with.”

He caresses my cheek sweetly and pulls me in for a kiss. I close my eyes as he moves my lips with his in a steady motion. We slowly pull away to catch our breath. Normally the kisses would be short and quick, but this one lasted a bit longer and was more passionate.

Assuming that we were done, I move in order to hop off the counter. But Jackson blocks me from moving another inch by slamming both his hands on the counter. I was now stuck in between with nowhere to go.

“Jackson, what are you-!”

He cuts me off by slamming his lips onto mine again, only this time it was deeper.

I pull away to catch my breath again. “Wait- please… We only agreed to one kiss a day.”

“You think I’d be satisfied with just one kiss after the little tease you gave me earlier today?”

I wasn’t sure if he was talking about the incident from a few hours ago or from this morning. Either way, I caught on immediately to what he had meant by that.

I jolt when I feel something between my legs, I didn't need to think to know exactly what it was. Jackson lowly growls with satisfaction as he moves to my neck and drags his soft lips across. I couldn't help but let out a shiver at his touch. He plants light kisses from my shoulder and slowly makes his way up. With every kiss he planted, the hotter my insides grew.

I place my hands on his shoulders and attempt to push him away.

"J-Jackson, cut it out. Your parents will be here any m- Ah!!" I was caught by surprise when he pulls me in closer and I could feel more of him.

I couldn't push him away; we had no space left between us.

But what throws me off guard is that he begins to grind slowly up against me as he sucks on a sensitive spot on my neck I didn’t know I had.

"J-Jackson!" I accidentally let out a loud breathy moan as I grip his shoulders tightly. He growls and smirks with satisfaction as he continued doing what he pleased.

This was getting really hot for me to handle. I would be lying to myself if I said that I didn’t like it, the bond we had was thrilling. This sexual desire I was feeling for him is stronger than I knew. But we had to stop before this could get out of hand. But for some reason, it felt so right. I didn’t want it to end.

Oh temptation.

How could something be so wrong and feel so right?

Jackson goes in for another steamy kiss meanwhile he drags his hand up my thigh, reaching for underneath the skirt.

I jolt and push away. 

"Jackson wai-"

Silenced by another lustful kiss, Jackson inches closer to my heated center. I squirm when I feel his touch against the fabric of my underwear, lightly grazing around enough to make me twitch instinctively.

I finally break away for a gasp of air through my mouth, exposing my neck in the process which allows Jackson to aim further down.

"We shouldn't do this, your parents will be here at any minute." I warn.

I accidentally let out a slight squeak noise when his thumb lightly presses against my clit and rubs in tiny circles. I cling to his toned forearm and reach down to pull his hand away. But unsurprisingly, he firmly grips my hand and holds it away.

"I don't think so Doll."

I trembled at the lowered tone of his voice along with his black eyes that stares down at me in a cocky erotic way sends my stomach in a frenzy. My body willingly surrenders to his touch, and he continues where he left off.

I feel his fingers push my panties off to the side. The chilling breeze of the air makes its way to my heated core, I slightly whimper at the feeling.

The coaxing appetite that my insides were wanting to feel was now getting it's wish fulfilled.

The sensation of his fingers making contact with my pussy was sending waves of pleasure. I let out a soft moan when he runs his index finger up and down the folds, teasing the entrance. Finally after prepping it, he slowly inserts his finger until it was all the way in. I seethe from the slight pain I was feeling from this action alone, his single finger was thick enough that I was clenching tightly around it.

I hear Jackson let out a soft groan as I watch his face intensely focused. "Fuck you're so tight."

Shivering at the sensation, I hitch my breath when he begins to pull it nearly all the way out and thrust it back in.

"Oh fuck-!" I moan out before covering my mouth to prevent more coming out. Feeling the tingling sensation that his touch was giving. This was something my body wanted right now, but I felt like it wanted more. I wanted more. With how much impact his single finger was giving me, I couldn't help but imagine what his cock would feel like too.

I was immediately caught off guard when my pussy began making embarrassing wet noises that make me slightly more red than I already was.

With no other way to hide away from his gaze, I make the attempt by leaning my head against his shoulder as I try to tune out the shameful noise that was coming from in between my legs.

"No!" The dominance in his tone startles me. He brings pushes me away from his shoulder, bringing my attention to his haunting but alluring eyes. "I want to see you make those cute faces. I want to watch as you crumble from my every touch."

I couldn't break away from this creature, his animalistic behavior was bewitching as if I was under his spell.

Jackson continues fingering me as he views every twitch in my face and embarrassing expression of lust my body was foreign to. For a moment, I felt like he was near finished when he was slowing down. But to my dismay, my body gets the shock of its life when another finger intrudes along with the other. Adding more pressure in between my legs and stretching my walls more than it could bear. My quiet whimpers soon quickly turn into audible moans that filled the kitchen as Jackson increases the pace, sending me over the hills with pleasure. 

"Jackson- If you keep going like that, I'm going to-" I couldn't bring myself to finish that sentence, I was too shy to consider that in my vocabulary.

Without saying a word or removing his fingers, Jackson uses his whole body weight to push me down on the island counter so that I was lying flat. I was at the perfect height for being displayed before him that would give him easier access to the view below, and I felt embarrassed. I glare at him curiously but apprehensively as to what he would be up to next.

"What are you doing?" I breath out hollowly as I look down with hooded eyes.

He glances up with a scheming look of confidence and captivation. His expression made my heart flutter and my core heat up more.

"We don't want you to make a mess in the kitchen now, do we?" He answers with a question, and a very alarming one at that.

My clouded mind breaks through the erotic curtains that keep me within and bring all my common sense and focus back online.

"Oh no Jackson, you really don't mean-"

He gave me no time to properly process or prepare for what he was doing next. 

The instant sensation of his wet soft tongue grazing in between the folds and hitting up to my clit brought a whole new meaning to seventh heaven. The powerful combination of his skillful fingers and tongue hit every right spot that sent me over the edge.

My cries and breathless moans of ravishment bouncing off the kitchen walls was music to Jackson's ears, like I was his singing canary. I couldn't control myself anymore, I could feel myself sinking deeper in the intoxication pit that was his lust and carnage.

That familiar pressure resurfaces again, only much faster now.

"You like that babe?" He asks with a sly grin while still devouring me.

My legs begin to shake violently as the pressure keeps building up. My mind was in complete euphoria to see that what we were doing was indecent. But my body wasn't caring.

"Yes." I unconciously moan out in eager reply.

He growls in satisfaction to my answer and continues.

I feel a shockwave of pleasure that hits my brain and surges all the way down to my toes when Jackson hits my newly-discovered G-spot. After discovering this, Jackson repeatedly hits that same spot as he twirles the warm tip of his tongue around my clit. The soft texture of his tongue added more intense stimulation. I hated to admit that I was loving this a little too much. So much that my eyes were slowly rolling back, and a small grin forms the corners of my gasping mouth, and my back forming a perfect arch like I was being lifted with a harness.

I couldn't control myself anymore as my hips began to buck, grinding my pussy against his mouth as I was about to reach a full climax.

"That's it baby, cum for me." Jackson lets out a long and deep growl as he still has his lips around my clit, sending intense vibrations as he thrusts his two fingers aggressively against my G-spot.

I cry out Jackson's name as I feel the pressure pop and release my climax. Jackson quickly removes his fingers from the hole and replaces it with his mouth, thrusting his tongue in as deep as he could as I continue riding out the orgasm. Greedily devouring every last juice that squirts out until I was competely out.

This took me a while to completely calm down and officially relax my body while he was still attached in between. My legs collapse and fall off the edge of the counter. I was completely exhausted, I had never experienced such a feeling in my entire life. And I enjoyed every second of it.

I could still feel Jackson's tongue slowly licking between my lips. I was already at my limit, and my pussy was extremely sensitive.

"Jackson." I weakly call out, bringing his attention back up to me. 

Seeing the lost dark eyes of him break apart when he meets my gaze sparked something within me. I knew what he was thinking, and I was beginning to feel the same. I had the urge to say the line at the same time.

Suddenly, we hear the doorbell ring which makes me jump. My eyes widen when I came back to my senses.

"OH GOD, HIS PARENTS ARE HERE!"

I had completely forgotten about his parents coming over for dinner. I felt so ashamed of myself for allowing this to get out of control.

He pulls away and just looks down on me with a smug look, his eyes instantly back to normal. While I on the other hand was red and panting heavily. I glare back at him as I try to figure out what to say.

"What the hell? What is wrong with you?" I breath out.

Jackson simply shrugs and carefully brings me down from the counter. Although, I was having trouble standing for a moment that Jackson had to hold me up for a moment until I could maintain my balance and strength in my legs.

"Go clean yourself up babe. I have a fresh pair of panties for you to change into in the bathroom." He cleans his face and winks before heading to the front door.

I was outraged.

"Y-you Dick!" I yell with a mix of dumbstruck.

"Relax baby, you'll get it soon enough. At least you got a taste of what's to come. I know I did." He licks his lips. And just like that, he leaves the kitchen to get the door. Leaving me standing with my mouth hung open, dumbfounded and humiliated.

"That asshole! I can't believe him. Of all days he chose to do it is right before his parents arrive."

I waste no time and rush to the nearest bathroom to fix myself, feeling absolutely pissed. But I was definitely going to get back at him.

"MY DIGNITY WILL BE AVENGED!"

I just had to figure out how I was going to do it.