by JM LOWE
The sound of the shower turning off brought Jacks back to the room, he relaxed a little when he realised it was a couple of kids on bikes coming into view that had sparked his senses. He tucked the gun back into place and moved away from the window.
"Which makes me more than a little worried that you're not going to be thinking rationally. Just don't do anything stupid Harry, she doesn't need to be worried about you. She's already suspicious." Jacks listened to the sound of the shower, hoping she would stay in the bathroom long enough for him to finish his call.
"Look, I'm gonna stay the night at a hotel, I have a friend who has managed to get hold of compound plans for the property Sanchez has recently moved into, I'm not gonna be able to look at them if Hannah is around so I'm gonna spend the night here and I’ll be back in the morning." Harry waved at the small red haired woman who had walked into the coffee shop, blue print tube tucked tightly under her arm.
"Shit man, she's gonna know something’s wrong if you stay out overnight" Jacks told him, "I met Mikey last night, good guy, I like him, but he better be ready to take some fucker down if they try to hurt our girl."
"Not a problem, Mikey looked out for Hannah when I was away, he would do anything for her, sees her like a daughter, in fact out of hours, she calls him Uncle Mikey, but don't let him know I told you that, the man has a rep to protect." Harry reassured him.
Jacks ended the call when he heard Hannah coming out of the bathroom, he forced himself to stay in his room until he knew she was in hers, he would lose his shit if he saw her in just a towel, and bang, dick came to life again... you have lousy timing he thought as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The afternoon went easier than he thought it would, they had made pasta for lunch before tossing a coin to decide between watching forest Gump or the latest Nicolas Sparks chick flick. Forest Gump won out with The longest ride being put to one side for another time, Hannah had warned him that she would make him watch it before he left, yeah, he could do that.
He laughed, but inside felt a pain when he was reminded that in six days he would be leaving.
Jacks checked his phone every chance he could without arousing her suspicions.
Harry had called Hannah, explained he would be back in the morning, to say she was pissed was the understatement of the century; understandable, she didn’t have much choice but to accept what Harry told her, this little situation was gonna need more than a few takeout meals to smooth over.
Jacks opened a text ... 'COMPLICATIONS... NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT YET ... WILL CHECK IN WHEN I CAN. NO CONTACT ...'
No contact meant Jacks nor Hannah or anyone for that matter shouldn’t try and contact him, if he was compromised he would be in deep shit.
Jacks didn’t like that Harry had insisted he go in alone, went against all their training, he knew that staying in the hotel room looking at blue prints wouldn’t have been complicated, Harry was up to something and Jacks didn’t like that he was in the dark, he should have insisted that he didn't go alone, but they both knew Harry was a stubborn son of a bitch at times and this was one argument that Jacks knew he wouldn’t win.
If Jacks hadn't heard from his friend in the next twenty four hours, calls would be made and boots would be on the ground. No questions asked.
CHAPTER SIX
The bar was just as busy as it had been the night before, Hannah and Emma worked their way through the customers, kept the drinks flowing and the banter playful, Jacks had spent a while chatting to Mikey and Hannah noticed the two men exchange a handshake and a manly back slap, Mikey was introducing him to the three other guys that worked the doors and Jacks shook each of their hands in turn.
"Staring again" Emma nudged Hannah and brought her back into the room "Hannah, it's ok to like someone, how long has it been since you, ya know, reached an orgasm without the aid of a toy or your own hand?"
"Emma!" Hannah looked at her friend who shrugged her shoulders as she filled a pitcher...
"What, don't you Emma me, you haven't had a man for ages, I would know because you tell me everything and you girl have been ogling that poor boy ever since he arrived, now, last I recall it wasn't a crime to get your itch scratched, or licked" Emma winked as she walked to the other end of the bar.
Hannah rolled her eyes and laughed, Emma sucked her finger and trailed it in a provocative manner between her breasts. Hannah gave her the finger.
Jacks was making his way through the crowd over to the end of the bar where he had been stood the night before, it was a good vantage point, he was able to see the majority of the room, all the entrances and exits covered and after talking to Mikey, he was happy that the men had all his blind spots covered too.
Carlos Sanchez wasn’t stupid enough to try anything here, that he was sure, but he wasn’t about to take any chances. This would be so much easier if Harry just told her the truth and they move her until this was over. No need for all these lies then and he wouldn’t feel like such a dick.
As he sat down, the blonde from last night was making her way towards him; Man, she wasn’t the woman he wanted to be close to right now, he had hoped his hands on Hannah last night would have been enough of a message to any woman in the bar, he wasn't interested, not in them anyway. For some reason the blonde hadn’t or wouldn't pick up the signal, he wasn't available, perhaps he could get Hannah on board, after all she had proved she was pissed off last night, even if she hadn't meant to let him know that. He needed an out of this particular situation.
Hannah watched as Fake Tits slide in next to him, wiggling her way on to a stool, she found herself willing the blonde to fall off the stool, She didn’t.
And then Jacks was leaning down talking to her, what the fuck, why was she so pissed, she had no right to be.
He laughed lightly as he looked up, catching Hannah’s eye. He needed an out, He signalled her over with a quick nod of his head and Hannah reluctantly made her way to his end of the bar, passing Emma who mumbled under her breath that Hannah shouldn't kill the blonde.
When she reached him, Tits gave her a look that could kill, a silent ‘fuck of bitch he’s mine’ which she chose to ignore, smiling instead knowing it would piss Tits off. Jacks leaned over the bar towards her, his face close to hers, breathe she told herself, just breathe, the music was load and it made hearing him difficult, he closed the gap, his lips kissing lightly against her ear.
Hannah gripped the bar as casually as she could, no need to make it obvious that she was struggling with basic abilities like walking and talking if she was even within ten feet of him.
"You want to help me out here sweetheart?" He asked, his breath warm against her skin, shivers ran through her, peaking her breasts and between her legs, shit ...
"You're gonna owe me big time if I do " Hannah was on her tip toes and leaned into him, placed a hand gently on his cheek, his stubble rough against her palm, she gave him the lightest of kisses, letting her lips linger long enough that Tits would see that he wasn't available. Well shit if he didn’t pull back either.
She heard the term butterflies in the stomach more times than she cared to recall from her girlfriends, but had never experienced them until now, she certainly hadn’t expected the zoo of butterflies she was feeling now, heart beating out of her chest.
As she broke the kiss Jacks had a look of surprise on his face, the stool next to him was now vacant.
"Damn I'm good." She smiled and gave him a wink before turning back towards Emma and the bar "Shut up" she told her friend who had just stood and watched the performance unfold with a satisfied look of ‘I told you so’ on her face.
"I’m saying nothing, except it looks like someone's dry spell is coming to an end and we need pizza tomorrow night" Emma laughed as she walked away, Hannah looked back at Jacks who was stood watching her, arms folded across his chest, his face stern. Having him watching her made her skin tingle, she liked it and had no idea why.
A little after two, Jacks checked the doors as Harry had don
e the night before, he checked his phone, nothing, which wasn’t always a bad thing, he would give Harry another few hours before thinking about calling back up, then he followed Hannah up to the apartment.
He liked that she walked in front of him, it gave him a good look of her back side, but it also made his dick twitch, he was gonna have to do something about that soon, if he got some relief he would probably be able to think straight.
And then there was the kiss. Ok, so it had been a bit of fun to let Blondie know that he was taken, or rather to let her think that he was taken, but the more jacks thought about it, the more he realised his first instinct was right, he was taken... hell, they had shared one breakfast and one peck on the lips but he was done, she was worth an arse kicking from Harry any day of the week, except he knew Harry wouldn’t kick his arse, reading between the lines it was almost as if Harry had given him permission and that changed the situation a whole lot.
The kiss had been a brief feather light touch but it had rocked him to his boots, and in that moment, he knew that he wanted more, so much more, hell he wanted everything.
Hannah fucking Taylor was so far under his skin he swore he could feel her breathing for him.
"I’m gonna take a shower" She told him as he closed the door behind them.
"Ok, I'm gonna grab a beer, you want one?" He asked as he walked towards the kitchen, he needed some distance between them, being this close to her and not having his hands on her was getting harder by the second.
"Yeah please." She replied as she made her way to her bedroom.
He was sure she could sense him watching as she walked away, he had found himself doing that a lot lately, watching her. Yep, Jackson Hunter was in shit deep trouble.
He needed a beer, two nights in a row he hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol until the night was finished and the doors locked, he needed to keep a clear head around her, but knew once they were inside the apartment, she was safe, and as long as he didn’t get wasted, he would be ok, he would be able to keep his head, and god help any mother fucker who tried to hurt her.
Jacks took a Bud for himself and one for Hannah. Taking a long pull on the cold beer did nothing to calm his nerves, Jesus what was happening to him? He was twenty-eight for god’s sake, not some wet behind the ears school kid. He could do this he told himself, piece of cake, but he knew he wasn't fooling anyone.
She came out of the bathroom carrying her robe, hair wet, face clear of makeup and another short set of pj’s on.
From the growth forming in his pants he knew he wouldn’t be able to move anytime soon and he hoped she would put her robe on otherwise he would have a hard time keeping his hands off her, who was he kidding, it was taking all his will power to stay on the couch and not grab her, wrap her legs around him and slam her against the wall as he devoured her lips, neck and breasts with his mouth.
"Dropped it in the shower." She held up the robe to show him before draping it over the chair to dry, she bent over to tuck the sleeve's in underneath and the crease off her ass cheeks peeked out from under her shorts. FUCK!
Jacks ran his hands down his face, she really had no idea what she was doing to him and he didn't think for one minute that she was doing any of it on purpose, it was obvious she was used to living alone and not having to worry about anyone seeing her, if she had been teasing, he would make her pay, in his bed, slowly... until they were both completely satisfied.
Hannah sat down beside him, picked her Bud up and took a long swallow before she grabbed the remote and pressed play on the dvd, she needed a distraction, anything to take her mind off the fact that the man sat inches from her was sending her want and need for a man, this man into overdrive. The opening credits to 'The longest Ride' rolled onto the screen and Jacks rolled his eyes, groaning.
"I saw that, this is pay back. I sat through Forest Gump AND rescued you from Miss Fake Tits." Blanket, yeah that would be good, get a blanket, at least if you’re covered he can’t see that he’s driving you crazy she thought to herself.
Jacks fingers wrapped around her wrist, she froze, his touch sending fire through her veins... She didn't move, couldn't move, she couldn’t speak.
He pulled her, not hard, but enough to pull her back down on to the couch, except she didn’t land on the couch, she was in his lap, her arm grabbing around his neck to stop herself falling, her heart now pounding out of her chest, was it possible to reach a thousand beats per minute? Because that's what it felt like right now!
He gently lifted her chin, turning her face towards him; she swallowed hard.
"Look at me Sweetheart" his deep voice was soft and low, her stomach now in complete knots, blood rushing to her breasts, her nipples forming hard pebbles beneath the material of her pyjamas. Hannah looked at him, he was beautiful, if a man could be described as beautiful. "Not gonna lie Han, you are fucking killing me here; you're my Best friend's sister. I shouldn't even be anywhere near you, shouldn’t be thinking about all the things I want to do to you, but so help me god; if you want me to stop say it now because I can't stop myself." He was pulling her closer, her breasts pushing against him, her free hand sliding around the other side of his neck linking her fingers together.
"I don't want you to stop Jacks." She closed the last inches between them running her tongue gently across his lips, and that was all it took.
He grabbed her hips and flipped her round until she was straddling his thighs, never breaking the connection. Her eyes wide as she felt his erection pressing between her legs.
The kiss was hot and hard, his tongue probing her mouth, he wanted, no needed to taste her, the mix of toothpaste and Beer was now his new favourite combination and he couldn't get enough ... Thank fuck he had put his sweat pants on while she was in the shower. He was so hard for her that being in anything tighter would probably have caused him damage, there was no hiding it this time, he was tenting and didn’t give a fuck if she saw it or not.
The kiss was intense, and more than he had dreamed, only breaking away when Hannah pulled back to pull her top over her head; she was fucking perfect.
Never been much of a tit man, until now, but these, she was perfect. His hands cupped her, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples as he gently massaged her breasts beneath his callused hands.
Her clit tingled like every nerve in her body was situated in that one area, and he hadn’t even touched her there, nipples hard and the sensation like nothing she had ever felt before caused her to moan into his mouth, she broke the kiss a second time pulling his top over his head, her eyes widened, he was a wall of solid muscle his chest strong and broad with a light covering of hair, Hannah rubbed her hands down his stomach as he threw the piece of clothing onto the growing pile on the floor. The same pleasured moan coming from deep within Jacks throat as it had from hers.
She leaned in and kissed his scar, Jacks gave an audible gasp, she licked his nipple, a 'fuck' catching in his throat, his head flopped back as she started to grind her hips, the tease was rubbing her pussy against his dick, he was so hard he was gonna fucking burst if he didn't break free from the restraint of his pants and get inside her or have her hands on him soon at the very least.
Jacks continued the torturous massage of her breasts, then he took her in his mouth, he tongued the tips, first one then the other, holding each breast as he gave the nipple a hard lick before taking her fully in his mouth and suckling her hard; the sweet sounds of pure pleasure escaped from her. Hannah had never experienced anything like this before and wanted more.
She closed her eyes, her head back as Jacks worked on her nipples, suckling and licking each one in turn then kissing her as his hands and thumbs went to work.
She had to have him, she needed him inside her, had been craving him, wanted him from the moment she had laid eyes on him, who cared why he was here, all that mattered was that he was and she was going to enjoy every moment of it.
She stood and pulled him up to standing, pushing his sweat pants down, her hands stroking his ass
as she moved the material lower, dear God, even his ass was solid. She pushed him back on the couch, added his pants to the pile of clothes, Jacks palmed his shaft, fuck he was big.
She had seen a man before, had been with one or two, but had never felt anything like she was experiencing now, that had been going through the motions, she was there for their satisfaction, they didn’t care if she got off or not. But this felt different, this was different and that made her want him all the more.
Jacks smiled knowing that she was watching him as he stroked himself... she couldn't wait much longer, he was sat on the edge of the couch now and slowly pulled down her shorts, kissing and licking her stomach and hips as he prolonged the torture.
He slid her shorts down her legs, his fingers brushing her skin, every touch sending more and more sensations through her body, she didn't know how much more she could take, sure he was going to make her cum just by his touch on her skin alone.
She stepped out of the last barrier of clothing, completely naked, she was everything he dreamed and more, his fantasies hadn’t even come close to the real thing.
"Fuck me Han..." he groaned, pulling her forwards, his fingers gently rubbing her pussy before slipping a finger inside her, she cried out in pleasure as he started the slow torture, sliding his finger in and out of her now throbbing sex.
She was hot and wet, he added another finger with ease as her juices seeped from her, coating her thighs and his hand...
Her fingers threading into his hair.
He leaned in, taking her lips and parting them, exposing her now swollen clit, his tongue flicked and she cried out, another lick then another, this was pure torture, pure pleasure like nothing she had ever felt before, he increased the speed, giving hard sucks as she pulled at her nipples, she cried out his name as he tried to satisfy his need, she was heaven and he was done for.