Rules of Love

by Shelia M. Goss

  Jason sat on one end of the couch and Amber sat on the other. Her legs were on top of his lap while she typed. She was revising a screenplay. Since she was working, Jason decided to answer a few emails from his phone.

  It was hard concentrating with Amber being right there. He caught her looking at him too.

  He’d noticed for the first time that she had cute feet. He didn’t have a foot fetish, but a strange feeling came over him. He wanted to suck on her toes. He put his phone down and massaged her feet.

  “That feels good,” she said. She continued to type.

  He couldn’t resist. He lifted her feet in the air and began sucking on her big toe.

  “Jason, what are you doing?”

  Jason didn’t stop. He looked at her and continued to suck on her toe. He could tell it was feeling good to her by her response.

  Amber squirmed. She tried to shift her body one way and then another. She placed her laptop on the nearby coffee table. He moved his body so that he could now suck not just her big toe but her other toes.

  He watched her ease her hand inside of her pants. She leaned her head back and moaned. He got hard watching her pleasure herself. He licked her toes until she came on her fingers. She removed her fingers and placed them in his mouth.

  He then devoured her mouth with his.

  Moments later, they were both naked, making passionate love. Her face was down in the pillow as he hit her doggy style. He lightly hit each butt cheek as he pounded inside of her.

  The pillow masked the sound of some of her screams.

  “Whose is it?” Jason asked.

  “Yours,” Amber mumbled.

  “I can’t hear you,” Jason said as he pushed in and out of her. He smacked her butt cheeks again.

  “Yours, Jason. It’s yourrrrs,” Amber moaned out in pleasure.

  That’s all he wanted to hear. It sent him over the edge. He grabbed her waist, and with several quick thrusts, he came inside of her. Her body went limp on the couch and so did his. He lay on her back and slipped to the side.

  Jason wrapped his arm around her waist and they slept that way until the break of dawn.

  * * * * *

  Amber felt a slight crook in her neck. She woke up, realizing Jason and she were still on the couch. She gently nudged him. “Come on, baby. Let’s get in the bed.”

  She grabbed his hand. Still sleepy, Amber and Jason went up the stairs and got in the bed. It wasn’t long before Amber heard Jason snoring in her ear. Amber wasn’t sure when she’d drifted off to sleep, but soon it was six thirty in the morning. Jason’s side of the bed was empty. She could hear the shower running.

  While he was taking a shower, she went to one of the other bathrooms and washed her face.

  She kept her eye on the clock. She was determined to cook Jason something for breakfast this morning. It would have to be something quick, because it wouldn’t take him long to get dressed.

  She usually used the microwave only to warm up food, but this morning she used it to make some eggs and sausage.

  Breakfast was ready and on the plates by the time Jason came in and spoke.

  “If I’m dreaming, don’t wake me,” Jason said.

  “This is as real as it gets.” Amber got on her tiptoes and kissed Jason on the lips.

  Jason ate and left for work. Amber turned the television on. It was too early for The Talk to be on air so she turned to her other favorite talk show, The Wendy Williams Show.

  She stopped washing when she saw a picture of Jason and her flash on the screen during “Hot Topics”. She wiped a hand on the dishtowel and used the remote to turn up the volume.

  Wendy said, “America’s darling has grown up. In fact, the rumor has been confirmed not to be a rumor. Amber Simone, child star and daughter of Max Simone, eloped this past weekend. She married the agent to the stars, Jason Lewis. Amber, good choice. Ladies, don’t you think he has the Brad Pitt, David Beckham look about him?” Wendy gritted her teeth. “Sizzling hot. We have to remember Amber’s not a little girl anymore. She’s all grown up now. Let’s congratulate her and we wish her well.”

  Amber agreed with Wendy. Jason was hot. Amber picked up the dishtowel and started fanning herself as she thought about Jason.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Jason tapped his steering wheel as he waited on the light to change to green.

  “Jason, stop, you’re making me nervous,” Charlotte said from the passenger seat.

  He was driving Charlotte’s SUV. They were not far from Max Simone’s estate.

  “I can’t help it,” Jason responded. “This meeting with Max has me on pins and needles.”

  “You’re normally the one calming me down. Now I’m worried.” Charlotte adjusted her seat belt.

  The light turned green. Jason drove and continued down the windy road. “It’s this whole thing with Amber. It started off as business, but I have feelings for her.”

  “Instead of telling me this, you need to be telling her.”

  “Every time I get ready to, something always interrupts.”

  “Turn at the next gate.”

  “The navigation says we’re two miles away,” Jason interrupted Charlotte.

  “I’ve been here numerous times. The navigation is wrong. It’s right here, as I said.”

  Jason wasn’t sure about Charlotte’s directions, but did as he was instructed. At the end of the driveway was a gate with a monitor.

  Jason hit the button. “It’s Jason Lewis and Charlotte Maxwell. We have an appointment with Mr. Simone.”

  A loud buzzing sound could be heard. The gate opened.

  “Everything will be okay. Just follow my lead.” Charlotte went over a few last-minute things with Jason.

  “I need a drink.” Jason said as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

  “Drinking is what got you in this predicament with his daughter. You need to chill out.”

  Jason looked at himself in the mirror. “I can do this,” he said aloud.

  “Yes, you can,” Charlotte agreed.

  Jason parked the car in front of the huge, two-story, Mediterranean-style house. He got out and went around to the passenger side and opened the door. He helped Charlotte out, then assisted her up the stairs.

  She rang the doorbell. Charlotte straightened Jason’s tie and patted it. “Team Char and Jason got this.”

  Jason removed a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat off his forehead. The door opened.

  “Come in. Mr. Simone is waiting for you,” a lady in a black-and-white uniform said.

  Charlotte entered first, with Jason behind her.

  “Just follow my lead,” Charlotte whispered, as they walked down the long hallway.

  Max Simone stood in the doorway of the dining room. Standing next to him was a woman almost as tall as he was. Pearls adorned her swan-like neck. The pink, designer skirt suit she wore fit her slim but curvaceous body perfectly.

  Max hugged Charlotte. “Charlotte, it’s so good to see you again.”

  After hugging Charlotte, he extended his hand to Jason. Jason took his hand. With a firm grip, Max shook it.

  “How have you been?” Mrs. Simone asked Charlotte.

  Charlotte looked down at her stomach. “I’ll be much better when my little bundle arrives.”

  Jason wasn’t sure what to say to Mrs. Simone.

  She looked at him for a few seconds before speaking. “So, you are Jason. I’ve heard so much about you.”

  “Mrs. Simone, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Jason extended his hand.

  “Boy, give me a hug. We’re practically family.” Mrs. Simone hugged Jason.

  Charlotte smiled.

  “Lunch is ready, so let’s eat, and we can discuss business over dessert,” Max said as he led them inside the dining room.

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sp; The long square dining room table sat under a pretty French chandelier. Jason helped Charlotte sit, and then he took his seat next to her.

  Jason listened as Charlotte and the Simones talked throughout lunch. Every now and then he would interject with a comment.

  His cell phone vibrated in his pocket, but he didn’t want to be rude by looking at it while at the dining room table. He took a quick look at it when he lagged behind everyone else while walking to the living room.

  The living room looked like it could have been profiled in Better Homes and Gardens. Max sat in a big leather chair and Mrs. Simone sat in another leather chair next to him.

  Charlotte took a seat on the long sofa near Max, and Jason sat next to her.

  Max was the first to speak. “Charlotte, you are well respected in the industry. I don’t see a reason why I couldn’t sign with your firm.”

  “Max, I assure you, you will still get the same treatment you were accustomed to with V. Jones Management.”

  Mrs. Simone said, “It’s only taken him so long because him and Vincent were friends. He felt signing with another firm so soon after his death was disrespectful.”

  “It’s been six months now, so it’s time for me to find someone to handle my business affairs.” Max looked at Charlotte and then at Jason. “Someone I can trust.”

  Charlotte said, “I can assure you, at C & J Management, you will not be just a number. Either I or Jason will be handling your affairs directly.”

  “I’m sure you have competent people working for you, but knowing that you or my new son-in-law will be taking care of my business needs is reassuring.”

  Charlotte reached into her handbag. “All I need is your signature and we can make it all official. Jason, pen please.”

  Jason reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his monogrammed silver pen. He stood up and handed it to Max.

  Max took some time to read over the contract. He turned and looked at his wife, then said, “This seems identical to the one I had with Vincent. It’s good, so I’m signing.”

  She nodded.

  All eyes were on Max as he signed the contract and handed it to Charlotte. They shook hands. Jason reached over and shook Max’s hand as well.

  “Welcome to C & J Management. A press release will go out first thing in the morning, alerting everyone of this change.”

  Max looked at his wife. “Dear, can you have Heidi bring us a bottle of champagne?”

  Charlotte rubbed her stomach.

  Mrs. Simone said, “I will make sure to bring juice for you.”

  “Thanks.” Charlotte smiled.

  After celebrating the new business agreement, Max said, “Jason, can I see you alone for a minute? There’s something I need to speak with you about. I’m sure my baby will keep Charlotte busy with baby talk.”

  Jason’s face must have showed his nervousness. Mrs. Simone said, “He doesn’t bite. If he does, scream and I’ll come to your rescue.”

  Everyone laughed but Jason.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Jason followed Max into another room. The wood-and-glass cases that lined the wall were filled with the numerous awards Max had received over the years.

  They stopped in front of a movie poster of Max and Amber when she was a little girl. The only movie, he recalled, they were in together.

  “Amber’s a special girl,” Max said. He continued walking and looking at the pictures of Amber in various poses and ages that also filled the wall. The boy next to her was her younger brother.

  “I agree,” Jason responded.

  Max stopped walking and looked at Jason. They were almost the same height, so they were eye to eye. “Your dad was a good man.”

  Jason eyed him curiously. “How do you know my dad?”

  Max removed his wallet from his pants’ pocket. He opened it and pulled out an old-looking picture. He handed it to Jason. Jason stared at it. His mouth dropped open.

  “Your dad saved my life.”

  “I don’t understand. Am I missing something?” Jason tilted his head.

  “I was headed down a road of destruction. I was drinking more than I should. I was using all kinds of drugs. It’s a miracle I survived. And I was close to dying when your dad found me in the alley behind his automotive shop.”

  “He never mentioned knowing you,” Jason said. Jason’s dad was dead now, but Jason didn’t remember ever hearing him mention the actor Max Simone.

  “Your father was a humble man. After I sobered up, I offered to pay your dad something, but he wouldn’t take it. So instead, I would make sure I got groceries delivered to him at least once a week. But then one day I was told he moved, and I lost contact.”

  “We had to move. With business being slow, he was forced to close his shop, and my mom’s job wasn’t enough to pay the mortgage. We ended up moving in with my grandmother.”

  “Yes, I later found that out, but by that time, your dad had died.”

  “This is amazing. You actually knew my dad.” Jason frowned hard, feeling the wrinkles gather across his forehead.

  “I tried to keep up with you, but you disappeared on me. That is, until I saw you at an event. You introduced yourself. You are the spitting image of your father when he was your age.”

  Jason looked at the photo in his hand again. Max was right. Jason looked exactly like his father. The only difference was the hair. His father’s hair had been long, but Jason liked wearing his short.

  “This is all surreal.”

  “Now, you don’t think I would set up my daughter with a complete stranger, do you?”

  Jason stuttered. “I really didn’t know what to think. I thought it was odd. I know we’ve met on other occasions. I didn’t realize I had made such a big impact on you, where you would want me hooking up with your daughter.”

  “Let’s get something straight. I didn’t want you hooking up with her. I was hoping you two kicked it off. Eloping with her wasn’t part of my plans. Marriage, yes, in the future, but fate intervened, and now you two are married.”

  “But Mr. Simone, I’m sure you know we’re supposed to get an annulment. The only reason Amber isn’t pursuing it now is to please you.”

  “Keep telling yourself that. Amber doesn’t do anything she doesn’t want to do. If she wanted to divorce you right now, she would. Neither I nor her mother would be able to stop her,” Max said. He patted Jason on the back. “Come on. I’m sure Charlotte’s ready to leave, and we can’t keep a pregnant woman waiting.”

  Jason followed Max out of the room. The Simones walked Charlotte and Jason to the front door. Charlotte talked nonstop on the way back to the office, but Jason couldn’t stop thinking about what Max had shared with him. Interesting how their lives interconnected.

  * * * * *

  Amber spent the day juggling her time. She wrote a few chapters of her novel, and she revised the screenplay she’d been commissioned to do. She found herself keeping a watchful eye on her cell phone.

  She felt relieved when she finally received a response to her text message to Jason. He mentioned wanting to talk to her later. She tried to get into the lives of her characters as she typed the last few words of the chapter she was working on.

  Amber wasn’t in the mood to eat anything heavy, so she made a quick, light pasta salad with chopped chicken breasts.

  She sat next to Jason at the kitchen table. Over dinner, he shared with her the events of his day.

  “Wow. What an interesting story. I knew my dad had been on drugs, but he rarely talks about that time in his life. Well, not with me anyway.”

  “Now I know why your dad seemed to like me. He knew my father.”

  “That’s a good thing, right?” Amber asked.

  “I’m nothing like my father.”

  “I beg to differ. You’re in a field where you are always helping som
eone. You’re either helping them find work, helping them make more money, or rescuing them from a situation they created.”

  Jason bit his lip. “You have a point. I guess I’m more like my dad than I realized.”

  Amber took some of the dirty dishes to the sink. Jason followed her with the other dishes.

  Jason assisted her with cleaning up the kitchen. After washing the last dish, Amber dried her hands on the dishtowel. She turned to face Jason. “I originally planned on making you a pie for dessert but got out of the baking mood.”

  “I don’t need a pie when I have you.” Jason lifted Amber in the air and placed her on the kitchen counter.

  “Jason, what are you doing?” Amber asked.

  Jason placed his finger over her lips. “Shh. Just let me have my dessert.”

  Before she could protest, Jason slid her pants off. “Don’t move,” he said.

  She watched Jason go into the refrigerator. He returned holding a can of whipped cream.

  “What are you going to do with that?” Amber chuckled.

  “It’s my own creation. It’s called Amber à la mode.”

  Jason removed her panties and sprayed the whipped cream between her legs.

  “I can’t believe you’re doing this.”

  “No talking,” Jason said.

  Amber couldn’t think of any words to say when Jason began eating the whipped cream from her sex. All she could do was moan out in pleasure.

  She held on to the edge of the counter, as Jason had both of her legs around his shoulders. She felt her legs begin to shake.

  “Jasonnnnnnn,” she screamed.

  Amber couldn’t control what happened next. She squirted in Jason’s mouth. Her head spun from the sensation sending shock waves through her body. She’d read about the action but, until now, had never experienced it before.

  Jason didn’t stop when it happened; it seemed to encourage him to continue to pleasure her with his mouth.

  Amber’s emotions were all over the place. Her feelings for Jason were a combination of love and lust. At this moment, it was pure lust because all she wanted was to feel him inside of her. She didn’t just want him. She needed him.