by JM LOWE
"Where do we stand with a new location" asked Jenson, the question aimed at Jacks more than anyone else in the room.
"Got that covered, we all agree we need to move, one call and I can have a place ready within an hour. By the time Hannah is packed and ready to go we should have everything sorted, we can relocate everyone if we need to, but it would mean closing the Bar Harry, you good with that?" Jacks pulled out his phone and dialled
Harry nodded "We do what we need to, I will let Mikey know what’s happening." And he got up and pulled out his own phone and walked away.
"Hang on just a minute, what do you mean move? I'm not leaving, this is my home. You just said yourself I have been safe here." Hannah stood, hands on hips, fire cracker mode engaged, Jacks smiled to himself. She was feisty and shit, if it wasn’t the biggest turn on. A snigger ran through the group as they watched what was about to happen.
"Han, we have no choice; we need to keep you safe sweetheart" Jacks told her as he waited for someone to answer the call the other end.
"Don't you sweetheart me" her words both dismissed and hurt him, and all Jacks could do was sit and take them.
"Bingo! Pay up sucker" Hannah and Jacks both turned in the direction of Briggs and Jones to see Jones pull out a twenty and hand it to Briggs
"Thanks trust fund boy, you could have waited"
"Mother fuckers, you did not... Sorry Ray, I need a favour ..." Jacks walked away before he lost his shit.
Three blacked out Range Rovers pulled in front of the gated driveway, Hannah had said it looked like a presidential convoy when they had left the bar, it was an impressive sight and they turned more than a few heads as they stayed close together in formation as they drove the few miles to the new location that she would be housed in.
They had taken the long route, doubling back on themselves several times to make sure they weren’t being followed and only when they were satisfied that it was safe did they make their way to the house.
Jacks was driving his hire with Hannah sat in the back, Jenson in the passenger seat, the second was driven by Harry with a still dumb struck Emma in the back and Parry in the passenger, with Briggs and Jones bringing up the rear. Emma had agreed to come to help keep Hannah sane, but they all thought she could potentially be a target if Carlos Sanchez learned of her close connection to Hannah and it didn't take a genius to figure that out, the girls spent almost all their free time together.
The gate opened inwards and one by one the cars made their way down a long double wide gravel drive, until the gates where no longer visible in the rear-view mirror. Landscaped gardens on either side, with lights lining the road, with a small fountain in the middle of a lawned circle and the drive looping the fountain before re-joining road drive going back down to the gate.
The house was breath taking, looking like it had been plucked from old England, she had never seen anything like it, this was Jacks parent's home? Who were they? Who was he? Hannah stared open mouthed.
"What the ..."
Jacks watched her, couldn't stop watching her, had been doing it all night, this wasn't how he would have liked to bring her to his home, but at short notice, it was the way it had to be, she would be just as safe here as anywhere, his father had just finished having the place refurbished, and it now boasted the same level of security as their hotels and there were very few places in the world that had better security than a Hunter Hotel.
"You live here?" She asked, forgetting for a second that she was pissed at him.
"No, my parents do or will when they move back in a couple of months. I have a smaller house on the grounds that I use when I come to stay, but figured it's easier to house us all in one building for a few days than have us all spread out." He could see her through the rear view mirror as she looked around, her anger seemed to be softening, he hoped.
Jacks held out his hand to help her as she stepped from the car, but Hannah dismissed it, choosing to carry her rucksack as they walked towards the large black wooden door. He had hoped she might have calmed down by now, but it didn’t appear to be the case.
He gave a brief explanation as to what room was behind which door, living areas and kitchen self-explanatory, before leading them up the stairs and allocating each a bedroom.
The house consisted of ten large bedrooms, each with its own EnSite, and each furnished with expensive pieces, making each of the rooms individual to any of the others.
Polished hardwood floors laid throughout the ground floor, with a sweeping staircase that lead up two further floors, two large reception rooms, a study, library and movie room that could seat twenty as well as various other doors that led off to god knows where.
Kitchen bigger than anything Hannah had ever seen in her life and a large pool that had a retractable roof, shit this was one hell of a place to be holed up in for a week.
Jacks had said nothing to her, nothing at all, what must he have really thought of her living in her small two bed apartment? A small seed of doubt planting itself in her mind.
Emma knocked on her door before walking in, Hannah was sat on a window seat looking out onto the lawns below, her knees tucked under her chin. She hadn’t wanted to be with the others, hadn’t wanted to be anywhere near either Harry or Jacks since they had arrived at the house. She turned and look towards her friend, the tears that she had been holding back slowly started to fall down her cheeks, no sobs, no sounds, just silent tears.
"You ok?" Emma sat down beside her.
"No, I mean well yes, but no, what the fuck Em, two hours ago we were sat eating pizza happily getting sozzled off our tits and now look, we are stuck in the middle of god knows where." Hannah looked around the room as she spoke, nothing seemed real to her anymore, this place, everything that had happened in the last few days, now the situation she had been thrown into, and for the first time in a long time, she was afraid of how that made her feel.
"I could think of worst places to hide" Emma tried to make light and Hannah smiled. "The way I see it, we make the most of the fact that we have been forced to spend a few days in a palace that would put any five star hotel to shame, I mean, have you actually seen this place?"
"You didn't even get to bring any clothes with you, shit." Hannah stood and walked over to the bed. "I can't get my head round this, and this." She flayed her arms "Trust fund boy, what the fuck is all that about? And who the hell is Jackson Hunter anyway? If he lives in a house like this, that boy has to be on some internet search site, what is he, some kind of .com millionaire?"
"I asked on the way over, apparently, Jackson Hunter is the son of none other than British Billionaire hotel owner Raymond Hunter, you know as in Hunter Hotels, the big fancy one's that anyone who is anyone book years in advance to stay in." Emma smiled when she saw Hannah’s reaction, "You had no idea did you? Oh, my god this is brilliant, your face."
"Shut the front door. This day has gone from bad to worse, first I'm told that the man I let screw my brains out only did me for a job, I'm told someone is trying to fucking kill me, so big brother calls in half the Army and now I find that the man I let screw my brains out has more money than God and I'm stuck in his playboy mansion while my brother and his ex-Army buddies go running around like something from a Hollywood Block Buster playing at being soldiers again." And breathe…
Emma laughed "Will you calm down, Not quite how I would put it, but yeah, I guess that covers most of today, except have you seen the way that boy looks at you, I wish someone would swoon over me like that, I can tell you now, you lady are most definitely not just a job. As much as big brother brought Jacks in to play GI Joe, do you really think he would let him just screw his little sister? There is definitely more to it than that, but you are just gonna have to swallow your pride and listen to what he has to say. "
Jacks looked up from the kitchen counter as the girls walked in the room. Even in sweat pants, loose t-shirt and bare feet she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Damn, was she going to cause his dick to sta
nd to attention every time he laid eyes on her?
It was a little after nine and there was pizza and cold beers along and couple of bottles of Jack Daniels spread across the counter top. Doc had done a food run while they were upstairs and the grumble in his own stomach made Jacks realise she was probably hungry too. If she was anything like him, he ate when he was pissed off and Pizza was his usual go to comfort food.
"Everything good? Your rooms ok?" He asked although it was clear it was Hannah he was hoping to get a response from. He watched her as she picked up a plate.
"Fine thanks" she replied as she took a slice of pizza and a bottle of Bud, still avoiding eye contact with him. "Where is Harry?" she asked as she struggled onto the bar stool at the counter, he smiled. That would never get old.
Jacks knew he had to talk to her, explain everything, shit it had only been a few hours since she had been riding his dick after Harry had left the apartment. They had both showered and he hadn't been able to keep his hands off her, as much as she had tried to get him out of her apartment and he needed her again, his cock twitching as he remembered how she had felt lowering herself onto him, she had been in total control and he had loved it, loved the way her tits had bounced as she had found her rhythm, shit, he needed to think straight and this wasn't helping him, she needed to listen, not that is was going to be easy, but he had to try.
"Where is everyone?" Emma clearly uncomfortable being in the same space as Jacks and Hannah who both looked like they were about to throw down.
"In the games room playing pool I think” Jacks never taking his eyes from Hannah.
Emma grabbed food and beer and pointed towards a door.
Jacks nodded, Emma gave him a thumbs up and headed in that direction leaving Hannah and Jacks alone.
"She is nothing if not subtle." Hannah took a pull of her beer.
"Look Han, I'm sorry ok, I didn't ..." he started
"Didn’t what Jacks?” she interrupted “Didn’t mean to screw me or didn’t mean for me to find out I was a fucking job? God I am such a clique” She wanted to cry, but she was damned if he would see tears fall for him. "If all you wanted was a fuck you could have asked, shit I might even have blown you if you had said please but all that 'you’re worth it and I'm in your head bull shit', god I walked right into that one didn’t I"
"That’s enough" Jacks stood, pissed that she would even think that "I didn't just fuck you, it was never just sex for me, and let me tell you something, when you put your sweet mouth round my dick, it will be because you want to and for no other reason, and trust me Sweetheart, it's going to happen." Hannah stopped, pizza midway to her mouth "I have wanted you before I even met you, shit all I had were occasional glances at your fucking picture and you had me hook line and sinker, of course I was going to watch your arse when Harry called me, that’s what I do, and because it was you; that's why he called me" he walked to a cabinet and took out a glass, then poured himself two fingers of Jack Daniels.
"What the fuck are you talking about? What do you mean? Why Harry called you? Give me that." She took the glass from his hand before taking a large swallow, the burn hit her throat, causing her to cough "God that's disgusting, how can anyone drink that stuff?"
He laughed as he passed her a bottle of water from the fridge, she drank it down as though she hadn’t drunk anything for days.
"This isn't how I wanted to do this, but I don't know how else to do it." Jacks took a deep breath and leaned both hands onto the counter, if he didn't he knew his hands would be on her, he was fighting the urge as it was, she was making thinking straight difficult and he couldn't do anything about it.
"I have had a crush on you or whatever you want to call it since I met your damn brother and he showed me pictures of you, you must have been what, I don't know sixteen, seventeen, I couldn't explain it, still can't, all I know is that you had some kind of hold on me, I hadn’t even met you and I didn't know what the hell to do about it, only it turns out everyone knew I liked you, but I didn't know they knew until this morning." Was he even making any sense? She hadn’t spoken, hadn’t interrupted him, she just sat and listened "I didn't plan what happened between us I swear, but let's be honest here, you wanted me as much as I wanted you, still want you. I got a call saying you had been threatened and I was on the plane as soon as I could."
Hannah didn't speak, torn between wanting to scream, but wanting to be in the arms of this man who had completely turned her world upside down. Harry wouldn’t let Jacks just use her, she knew that, of course she did.
"And do you have any idea how much self-control it took not to fuck you on the bar after your little stunt in front of the Blonde?" He walked towards her, he couldn't stand the thought of one more second without her being his.
"So, what was all that passing through shit." She took a drink from her bottle, didn't need it, but had to do something, anything to stop her hands from shaking as he closed the last few feet between them.
"I didn't want to lie to you, I hated it, but I did it for Harry, to be loyal is built into me and he is my brother, he was trying to protect you and so was I, still am Sweetheart, hell I would take a bullet for you right now if it would keep you safe, you get me?" Jacks stood in front of her now, enough, his heart beating so loud he was sure she could hear it. "I can’t promise I won't ever lie to you again Sweetheart, but understand I had my reasons, I'm sorry I hurt you, but I can’t promise I won't do that again either. But know this, and I mean it with every fibre of my being, while ever I breathe, I will protect you, do whatever I need to do to keep you safe, kill any fucker who comes within a thousand feet of you if they have the intentions to hurt just one single hair on your head. Do you understand what I am saying Hannah?" Where the hell did that life altering declaration come from? Jacks had no idea, but what he did know was that he meant every word, had never been more serious about anything in his life. "Look at me Han" He lifted her chin with his fingers.
She met his eyes, fun Jacks was gone, the man looking at her was someone different, and her heart was pounding in time with his.
She had been holding her breath since he’d approached her, did she dare let this man into her life? Who was she kidding, he was already there, already in her heart, he did thing's to her just by being in the same room, a look, a smile, a whisper, a kiss, the familiar tingle running from her nipples to her clit; Fuck, how did he do that.
She swallowed hard, the blush creeping from her cheeks to her swollen breasts and he watched her try to hide the affect he had on her.
It made him smile, made his dick stir to life, as he pulled her closer, a small gasp escaped her, smothered by his lips as he claimed what was his, hand snaking into her hair, his free hand fumbling underneath her shirt as he tasted her, he needed to feel her, to touch her, his lips and tongue running down the side of her neck as she let her head slip back, the small moans of pleasure resonating as he leaned into her, his hard cock pressing against her thighs, she spread her legs so he could rub himself against her clit, shit anymore of this and she would cum on the stool. Her nipples like hard pebbles begged for his touch, his tongue. Hannah pulled him down and deepened the kiss...
"Nearest bedroom" She mumbled, "But just for the record, I am still pissed as fuck with you" Her mouth not breaking away from his. Jacks lifted her, his hands on her ass, her legs wrapping around him as he carried her up the stairs, stopping outside the door next to her room.
"Didn't think I would let you be too far away from me, did you?" He kicked open the door, carrying her inside as they continued the assault of kisses, then kicked it closed again before walking them both over to the bed. Hannah pulling his hoodie over his head and throwing it across the room. Jacks stopped and released her and she sat up on her knees on the bed, she went to work on the belt of his cargo pants. Jacks removed the Glock from his back and placed it on a set of draws, he then toed off his boots, all the time never taking his eyes off Hannah, then pulled his black vest over his head letting it fall from his ha
nds.
Her eyes grew wide as she saw his gun, fuck if that hadn't sent ten thousand volts straight between her legs. She pulled her shirt over her head, and Jacks watched as she slid her jeans down, kicked them off and sat back on the bed in just her matching bra and panties; the red silk and lace perfect he thought.
"Loose the pants soldier" he smiled as she gave her command
"Yes MAM" Jacks slid his pants and underwear down then stood, Christ he was magnificent.
Jacks palmed himself as she watched, his hand working his cock in long slow strokes, had that actually fit inside her? Yes, and it was more pleasure than she had ever experienced in her life, she shivered as she thought about how he had broken through and brought her to orgasm just by working his cock inside her, no one had ever made that happen before, he was the first man she had ever climaxed with, ever!
"I want to taste you Jacks" If we are thinking about firsts she thought
Fuck!
"I.." he was speechless, frozen, Hannah giggled before sitting herself on the edge of the bed and then pulled him towards her. She took his cock in her hand, palming him like he had done to himself, Jacks sucked in a breath as Hannah gave him a hard lick the same as she had done the night before, but this time it wasn't just one.
She ran her hot tongue up his length before taking him in her mouth, her suck was gentle, her tongue running the rim of his head and over his slit, Jacks sucked in his breath and pushed his hips forward, instinct almost taking over completely as he started to fuck her mouth.
His groan mixed with 'ohhh god' as she worked her mouth on him and palmed his shaft at the same time.
Jacks was too big for her to take him all without gagging so giving him a hand job while sucking him off seemed logical, he almost came instantly as Hannah worked his cock with her mouth. She had pulled her panties to one side, her fingers rubbing against her pussy, he was getting off and so was she, she had never been so wet, her fingers sliding, imitating the movements of his cock in her mouth, she rubbed her clit, her rhythm mirroring that of her lips as she sucked him hard.