Me and Mr. Write Read Free

hold out my hands and pull him up from the sofa that he has just flopped down onto,
    “Trying to get me into bed Alvez?” he laughs and I blush when my family join in,
    “Yes, because its half one in the morning and you’re drunk. Shift it James, upstairs!”
    I manage to get him up to my room but not before he offers up a few more innuendos and winks enthusia stically at my brother and Pippa.
    In my room Jac kson seems to sober up a little. I start to get undressed as he lies down on my bed but he quickly sits back up again,
    “Ah jeez the room is spinning Rosie” I worry that he might throw up and pass him the waste bin, “I’m not going to be sick sweetie, I’m just a bit dizzy. Your family can really drink!” he exclaims, as though he is shocked that he has ended up in such a state,
    “Get used to it babe, just you wait until our wedding!” I remove my bra underneath my vest top and thro w it at him as I say the words. Jackson’s face lights up with a huge grin and he pulls me down onto the bed, rolling me on to my back and coming to rest on top of me,
    “Our we dding! Mmm that sounds so good…Mrs James!” he kisses me and I can’t help but giggle at his enthusiasm for our future nuptials. My mood becomes slightly more serious when Jackson starts to kiss my neck, it’s only been a few days but I’ve missed his touch so much.
    “ Jackson…” I try to protest but my voice lacks conviction,
    “ Shush baby, we’ll be quiet” Jackson kisses along my collar bone and slides a hand up underneath my top. I’m done for, the feel of his hand against my bare breast is too much and I’m giving in.
    Jackson sits up to remove his shirt and we become aware of the noise that my bed makes as he moves,
    “Floor” I whisper, laughing and push Jackson down from the bed “Get your kit off then James!”
    Jackson s tands to remove his shirt and I’m thankful that he’s drunk. He momentarily gets it stuck above his head and I can admire his toned abs, a sight that makes me lick my lips every time. Jackson works out at least four times a week and he’s in great shape, my mouth goes dry each time I look at him and I thank the universe that he’s all mine.
    As he finally finds his way out of his shirt I laugh and stand to help him with his trousers,
    “L et me get these for you baby” I look up flirtatiously while I undo his trousers and kneel as I pull them and his boxers down and he steps out of them.
    “H mm much better” I kiss and stroke his thighs and take joy in watching him get hard in front of my eyes. I lick my lips, allowing him to watch me and knowing it drives him wild. I pull my vest up over my head, discarding it to the floor and Jackson takes a sharp intake of breath at the sight of my now naked breasts. I waste no time at all taking him in my mouth.
    “ Oh Rosie, that’s good” Jackson says, a little too loud for my liking,
    “ Shush baby, we don’t want to wake the neighbours” I wink up at him and then continue to lick and suck the length of his rock hard penis, encouraged by his moans and loud exhalations. I’m becoming more aroused by the second, replacing my mouth with my hand and looking up at my naked man.
    I encourage him to join me on his knees, “Kiss me Jackson” I continue stroking him while he kisses my mouth and then my neck. He strokes up and over my breasts squeezing gently before leaning down to kiss and suck my left nipple and then my right, I squeal a little at the ripple of pleasure that runs through me.
    Jackson strokes a hand between my legs, moving my underwear aside and dipping the tip of a finger inside me, then spreading the moisture upwards. I throw my head back and moan as he starts to massage my clit,
    “Shush Rosie. Do I need to put something in your mouth to keep you quiet?” we both giggle like teenagers trying to avoid getting caught and Jackson sits down and crosses his legs, using his hands on my hips to guide me forward. I straddle his lap and ease