“Okay, I’m ready for my surprise now,” I said grinning.
“Come with me,” he said taking my hand.
We went to the sunroom and I had a huge grin on my face when I saw what he’d done. He’d set up a picnic complete with blanket and basket.
“I know how much you miss getting to be outside and since it was such a sunny day I thought we’d do a picnic. With so many windows in here we can pretend we’re outside.”
I hugged him. “It’s perfect. Thank you, Jackson.”
Every few days Jackson would continue to surprise me with something. Sometimes it was flowers, chocolates, or other sweet goodies. It hadn’t taken him long to figure out I had a major sweet tooth. I loved each and every surprise he thought of. Even on the days when he didn’t have a surprise planned, I still loved just being around with him.
The more time I spent with Jackson the more I was starting to fall for him. I was very attracted to him, and it wasn’t just his body I was falling for. His caring and kindness were high on the list too. Most nights we would end up in the den in front of the fire and make out like teenagers. Our make out sessions were so hot and heavy that when I went to bed at night I had to pleasure myself just to get some relief.
As silly as it sounded, I really wanted to have sex with him, but I didn’t want to ruin what we had. In my heart it could only get better, but in my head, I always had doubts. I’d never had a real relationship and I didn’t want anything to go wrong with this one.
I woke up one morning and decided that today was the day, I was going to have sex with Jackson. Even though it was my idea to be going slow, it had been weeks and I think I was going to self-combust if I didn’t feel his skin next to mine, and fast.
I wanted to surprise him, so I went about the day as if everything was normal. We ate breakfast and spent the day enjoying each other’s company. It was his turn to cook dinner. Although we usually helped each other I excused myself to go set up a romantic night. He cocked his eyebrow at me but didn’t say anything.
I’d become used to the castle providing me with what I wanted or needed. Tonight, it was candles, and lots of them. I went to the room with the fireplace and lit about four dozen candles. They were the big pillar ones, so I wasn’t worried about them burning out before I had a chance to get Jackson there to see them. I set out some blankets in front of the fireplace and got the fire going. I turned off any lights in the room and stood back to look at my handiwork. I’d been aiming for romantic and I think I succeeded.
When I walked back into the kitchen Jackson had dinner almost ready. He gave me a questioning look. I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders.
“Keeping secrets?” he asked.
“No,” I smiled. “Maybe a surprise, but not a secret.”
“A surprise for me?” he inquired. I nodded. “I’m intrigued.”
“I just hope you like it,” I said shyly.
“I’m sure I will. Now let’s eat so I can get to see my surprise.”
The meal was fantastic as usual. I have to admit that I was nervous. There were a few reasons for that. I may have gone a little overboard with the candles, so I hope he didn’t think it was silly. It had been quite a while since I’d had sex and I’ve never had sex with someone I cared about so deeply. I didn’t want to embarrass myself.
After we were done eating I could tell Jackson was eager to see what I had planned.
“Okay,” he said. “I’m ready.”
“Not quite. Turn around.” He did as I asked, and I reached up and put a blindfold on him.
“What’s this for?”
“It’s so that I can reveal the whole surprise at once.”
“Okay, this sounds fun,” he said smiling.
I hooked my arm through his and led him toward the room. It was harder than I thought, I kept almost tripping over his feet. We finally made it and I took him into the room.
“Now stand there until I tell you to take your blindfold off. No peeking, I mean it,” I said sternly.
I then stripped down to my lingerie that I’d strategically picked out that morning. They were a matching set. The bra, panties, and garter were light blue satin and white lace. I hoped he liked them.
“Are you almost ready? I’m dying to see what you’re doing,” he said with anticipation in his voice.
I moved and stood across the room from him, so he would only see me by candle light. “I’m ready Jackson. You can take off your blindfold,” I told him.
It took a minute for his eyes to adjust. But I could tell the instant he saw me. The look on his face made me hot from head to toe. I crooked my finger for him to come to me. I was trying for sexy and I hoped it was working.
He took slow deliberate steps toward me and stopped about a foot short of me. He stood there just staring at me.
I couldn’t take it anymore. “Say something please,” I begged.
“Eve, I’m having trouble finding the right words. You’re simply stunning. You look like my every fantasy come to life.”
Well that was worth the wait I thought. “That’s the sexiest thing anyone’s ever said to me,” I started to say more, but his lips connected with mine before I realized what was happening.
His hands explored my body. They were warm and strong. Everywhere he touched me made me feel like I was on fire. I wanted to feel his skin too. I tried to pull his shirt up, but he stopped me.
“Slow down Eve,” he chuckled, “we have all the time in the world.”
“But I want to feel you,” I protested.
“You will, but right now it’s my turn,” he whispered to me.
He placed kisses on the top of each of my shoulders then moved to stand behind me. I felt a trail of kisses from my neck to the top of my panties while his hands moved lightly up and down my arms. I was shivering with anticipation and he’d only just begun. I knew I was going to be a quivering mess in a few minutes.
He came back around to face me. The look in his eyes was pure lust. He trailed kisses across my collarbones, between my breasts and down to my belly button. I thought he might take my panties off, but he stopped right before he got to the lace.
The next thing I knew he scooped me up into his arms and carried me over to the blankets in front of the fireplace. I’d never had a man do that to me and I was pretty sure I wanted to do it again. He gently laid me down and started kissing everywhere he hadn’t touched me yet.
I was panting so loud it was almost embarrassing. No man had ever gotten me this hot and excited before and we weren’t even naked yet.
I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed him to be wearing less clothes. Somehow, I managed to roll him over and I sat on his thighs. I could tell he was just as turned on as I was.
“My turn,” I said, as I pushed his shirt over his stomach. He helped and pulled it the rest of the way off. I’m pretty sure I started drooling. He had magazine perfect abs and to see him by firelight was almost too much. I ran my tongue over the middle of his abs, I heard him suck in a breath. I followed his lead and kissed every square inch of his stomach and chest.
It wasn’t long before he took over again. He sat up and kissed me like his life depended on it. He slowly removed my bra and lavished me with kisses again. If we weren’t both naked soon I was going to explode.
I tugged at his jeans and he got the hint. They were off in a flash and so were my panties. The instant he entered me my whole world turned upside down. I’d never felt anything this wonderful and intense in my life. I looked into his eyes and saw my feelings reflected back at me. Once I was used to him I wiggled my hips. He got the hint and then he started really moving. We were so worked up it didn’t take long for both of us to reach our releases. He came just a few strokes after the strongest orgasm of my life hit me.
Neither one of us moved, I don’t think we could. Finally, our breathing evened out and he pulled out of me. The feel of him moving had me wanting to go for round two. The look on my face must have shown that because he chuckled.
“Don’t worry Eve, now that I’ve had a taste of you I’m never going to want to let you go. I just need a few minutes to recover. That was intense.”
He pulled me close and wrapped his arms around me. I’d never felt more content than I did in that moment. If I could bottle up this feeling and sell it, I’d make billions of dollars. We laid that way for a while just staring at the fire. Our fingers were lightly brushing the other’s skin. I wasn’t long before I felt him grow hard behind me and I was really, really ready for round two.
Chapter 11
I woke up the next morning and stretched, feeling sore in all the right places. I couldn’t stop the huge smile that was on my face. I felt like I could take on the world. I sat up and realized that we’d fallen asleep in front of the fireplace. Then I noticed that Jackson was gone. My smile faltered until I saw a note and a robe on the couch.
Join me in the kitchen.
I loved Jackson’s handwriting. I crushed the note to my chest and sighed. I put on the pretty pink silk robe and made my way to the kitchen. I peeked in the door to see Jackson making crepes. I loved crepes but never made them for myself.
He must have felt me watching him because he looked up and smiled at me.
“Don’t get all shy on me now,” he said. “Get that fine ass in here.”
I couldn’t help but giggle. He met me half way and pulled me in for a kiss. “It just gets better every time,” he said and kissed me again.
I pulled back enough to say, “I think something’s burning.”
“Shit,” he said and ran back to the stove.
He held up the crepe for me to see. It was completely black. I tried to stifle my laugh, but he caught me.
“You think this is funny?” he said trying to sound serious.
I nodded, still smiling.
“Well it’s your fault for being so distracting,” he said with heat in his voice.
I shrugged my shoulders as if to say oh well. “If it helps, I find you distracting as well.”
He turned off the stove and strode over to me. “Breakfast can wait,” he said untying my robe.
* * *
After we’d finished having sex against the kitchen wall, yes, the wall, he helped me put my robe back on and continued to make breakfast. When everything was ready we sat down to eat. I moaned when I took the first bite of my crepe. Heat rose in Jackson’s eyes.
“If you keep that up I’ll be having you for breakfast on this table instead of these crepes.”
“That’s not much of a threat,” I told him with a smile. “Now quit staring at me. I’m really enjoying my breakfast and I want to finish it.”
He just smiled and shook his head at me and went back to eating.
We ended up having sex again later that morning. I was exhausted that afternoon, so I took a nap in the den. I think Princess was feeling neglected because she curled up next to me and fell asleep as well.
I was woken up with a kiss on my forehead.
“Wake up beautiful,” Jackson said. “It’s dinner time.”
I couldn’t believe I’d slept almost all afternoon.
“How is it that I’m exhausted and you look like you have all the energy in the world?” I asked him as we walked to the kitchen.
“Stamina. I work out every morning just for this reason,” he said.
“You work out every morning just so you can have lots of sex with women?” I asked, a little offended.
He chuckled. “No Eve. I work out so that when I finally found the woman of my dreams I could have the stamina to please her endlessly.”
I was about to say something when he put his finger over my lips.
“Before you say anything Eve, you are the woman of my dreams.”
His words had me melting into a puddle right there in the hallway. I mean who says stuff like that. Apparently, Jackson did. My grin went from ear to ear and I realized at that moment that I was in love with Jackson. That thought made me incredibly happy. He put his arm through mine and escorted me the rest of the way to the kitchen.
I wasn’t expecting what I saw when I walked through the door. He’d set up a romantic dinner for two. Well two and a little bit if you counted Princess, and apparently, he did because she had her own little plate right next to the table. He’d lit a few candles and had only the light above the counter on.
Jackson took me to the table and poured me a glass of wine. He told me to sit while he brought dinner to the table. It was steak with a baked potato and asparagus. It was right up there with my top favorite meals. I had no idea how he had been able to grill the steak. It was delicious.
After dinner he took me upstairs and ran me a bubble bath. He undressed me and helped me into the tub. I watched as he took his clothes off presumably to join me. The man was a sight to behold. I could look at his body all day. It wasn’t just his body though. He was thoughtful, kind and caring. If I was to write down everything I’d wanted in a man he would have been exactly like Jackson was.
He slipped into the tub behind me. I leaned back and rested my head on his shoulder. This was perfect. I was so relaxed I couldn’t keep my eyes open. He started to wash me, and I became boneless, but also extremely aroused. After he finished washing me he helped me out and dried me off. Then he carried me to the bed and made love to me. I was fighting tears. I was in love with him and my heart felt like it was going to burst from the feeling.
“What’s wrong baby?” he asked when he saw the tears threatening to fall.
“I’m in love with you Jackson,” I said, not wanting to hold it in anymore.
“That’s a good thing because I’m in love with you too beautiful,” he said, kissing my forehead. “Now sleep my love.” He pulled me closer to him and I fell into a deep sleep.
* * *
The next several weeks were the happiest of my life. Jackson and I were falling more and more in love with each other every day. The sex was amazing but so were the talks we had and just sitting together doing nothing made me so happy.
He told me he loved me about a hundred times a day and every single time he said it I got butterflies. I loved the smiles he gave me and the things he did to surprise me. And I really loved waking up next to him every morning. He took care of me like I was something to be cherished.
Sometimes in the back of my mind I would get a feeling like something wasn’t quite right, but as soon as he looked at me it was gone.
Time lost all meaning. It was just me, Jackson and Princess, left alone in the great big castle to enjoy each other. I’m sure we seemed like love sick fools. Nothing mattered but our happiness.
I realized one day that I didn’t seem to dream anymore. I figured it was because all of my dreams had become a reality and that made me smile. I never wanted this feeling to end.
As the weeks turned into months I thought our love might start to stagnate, but it didn’t. Each day felt new and exciting, as if it were still fresh. I reveled in that feeling every day. I knew that I would love Jackson just as much in fifty years as I did today. That thought calmed me.
Every night after we would make love he would pull me close, wrap his arms around me and whisper he loved me. Tonight, was no different. I kissed him and smiled. I was the luckiest woman on the planet and I knew that feeling would never go away.
Chapter 12
I felt like I was awake, but I couldn’t open my eyes. I tried to move my arms, but they wouldn’t work either. And I kept hearing a strange beeping sound. I didn’t know what was going on and I was starting to panic. Where was Jackson? Where was Princess? What was happening to me? My panic was increasing until I heard a familiar voice.
“Eve … Eve, can you hear me?”
Was that my mom? But that didn’t make any sense. How did she get here?
“Eve honey, try and open your eyes,” I heard her say.
I tried as hard as I could, but they wouldn’t open. My heart started racing and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I must have been having a panic attack. I felt
like my heart was going to jump out of my chest, then everything went black.
* * *
When I woke up again the first thing I heard was that same beeping noise. I didn’t try and open my eyes again in case they didn’t work. That had been scary. So instead, I tried to move my arms, nothing. Maybe just my fingers would work. I had a little success at that, well that was good news. Then I heard my mom again.
“Eve honey, its mom. I’m not sure if you can hear me but you need to know how much I love you, how much we all love you.”
Love. Love meant Jackson. I had to open my eyes if I wanted to see his breathtaking face. It took all of my will power, but I finally was able to open them.
At first, I couldn’t make sense of what I was seeing. White. Everything was white. Where was the beautiful wood paneling of my bedroom? I blinked a few times hoping that would help. It didn’t. I knew there were a few tears leaking from the corners of my eyes. I didn’t understand what was going on.
I felt someone lift my hand and hold it in theirs.
“Eve squeeze my hand if you can hear me.” It was my mom’s voice again.
I did my best to do as she asked but all I could manage was a finger wiggle. I heard her gasp. Then she yelled, “She’s awake. Nurse, she’s awake. Come quickly.”
A nurse? Why did I need a nurse? I heard footsteps and then an unfamiliar face appeared in my line of sight.
“Miss Caulder, blink if you can hear me,” The unfamiliar woman said.
Since it seemed important to her, and my eyes appeared to be working, I blinked.
“Oh, that’s wonderful Miss Caulder, very good. I’m going to go get the doctor,” she said and walked away.
Nurse … doctor … my mom … I must be in the hospital. But what happened? Did Jackson find a way out of the castle and brought me home? Nothing made sense. And I was really tired, so I closed my eyes again. Reality seemed to be hard and sleep was easy right now, so I wanted to sleep. No sooner had I closed my eyes when I heard a different female voice.
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