How to Catch Butterflies (36 page)

She saw Jason’s face he looked worried, he was already heartbroken after his father’s passing, but she knew he must have loved this girl when he asked her to look for her she could see it in his eyes.

She had never seen him so happy, as he was when he was with her. Morgan Lee always thought of Jason as lovely man in general, plus he was fantastic looking, and worked hard. Jason was really down to earth, so easy to get along with, he was the kind of guy you liked instantly. When you made a friend in Jason, you had a friend for life.

He wasn’t over friendly professionally, but anyone who knew him knew he was a real team player, and people respected him. She had been in love with him from the moment he had interviewed her.

Over the years she had fallen deeper and deeper into the pull of what was Jason Hallow.

His hands had returned back to his trouser pockets, she could see his fists were clenched tightly inside them.

“Jason, he lives here, I’m sending it to your phone, please don’t ask me how I know it” she bit her lip coyly as she looked away to avoid Jason’s eyes.

He grabbed either side of her arms leaning in planting a kiss her on the cheek,

“Morgan, you’re brilliant.” He flashed her a hearty smile as he walked off pulling out his valet ticket, handing it to one of the drivers and asking the chap to please hurry.

His car was parked up outside the entrance when Jason was already at the driver’s door he was already opening the door for the poor valet to get out as Jason hastily jumped into the car and drove away.

Upon opening the door of the dimly apartment, Jackson’s lips had been permanently locked on Rebecca’s.

The door closed behind them, their hands grappling at each other’s clothing, his jacket falling to the ground, as undone his bow tie, letting the ribbon fall either side of his shirt lapels.

He was popping his shirt studs, his shirt open now his chiseled tanned chest, his muscles exposed, his hand moved now over the satin of Rebecca’s dress, gliding over her aroused nipples that were poking thru the material. His hand wandered to her waist, he had found her zipper as he pulled it down slowly.

Rebecca’s hands ran thru his hair, as she pulled him to her, melting into him, she dropped her arms down as and the dress slid down her silky body falling to the floor.

Jackson stood back, as she stood there only clad in her lingerie, and her fabulous Jimmy Choo’s looking like a Miss World contestant.

Rebecca reached back and pulled the clip out that was holding her hair in place letting her dirty blond hair bounce and fall to her shoulders, she stood there, Jackson walked towards her swooping her off her feet into his arms and walked in the direction of her bedroom, his lips never leaving hers.

He laid her on the bed, removing his shirt, kissing her passionately, his tongue gliding over hers; he bent into her until she was lying on the bed. His tongue darting in and out of her mouth, he kicked off his shoes, his hands wandering cupping her breasts, as his mouth moved towards her neck, to her shoulder as Jackson’s tongue licked and flicked across her body to her moans.

Rebecca moved, straddling him, as her hands reached behind her back undoing her strapless bra, she dropped one of the ends, holding her brassiere up like a burlesque dancer and released it from her fingers, she dropping it too the polished floor.

Jacksons eager hands moved to her exposed breasts his fingers out stretched over each as he squeezed them firmly, he wanted her bad, he had done since he met her.

He could see her nipples, he tweaked and fondled them, until he sat up, cupping her buttocks lifting her gently, raising her up, so her breasts were at his mouth level, taking a nipple in his mouth as he toyed with it teasing it harder with his teeth and tongue.

One hand moved slowly from her buttock, gliding over her outer thigh, moving slowly till it was sliding over her wet panties. His hand moved with purpose gliding back and forth over her love button, flicking, toying at it with the tips of his fingers over the satin.

Jackson felt like his cock would burst thru his trousers at any moment in eagerness to get to her. He had never wanted a woman so bad as he had wanted Rebecca, she had the whole package, Brains, Beauty and wonderful personality.

He always thought she would be a vixen in the bed room and it seemed he was right. He arms encircled her waist as he pulled her closer to him; his breathing was deep and the urgency growing by the second for his cock to be released and inside her.

It was becoming more apparent with every touch or kiss she made, he stood up, he was still holding Rebecca, tightly, her legs released from him, as she slid her long legs that were still incased in their Choo’s, slowly moving them to the ground until she was standing.

*

Rebecca could feel his hardness thru his trousers, grinding her; she moved in time with him, her hand was now over his long fat shaft, slowly teasing it with her fingers.

She could feel his hard rod almost stabbing her with its rigidity. He held her face as he looked into her eyes,

“I’ll wait if you want me to?” he said thru an array of passionate kisses, it was to no use, as she kissed him back hard melting into him once again. Jackson just saying that drove her wild with desire for him. The need for him too much as she kissed him hard.

*

Jackson undone his belt and zip, and pulled the trousers and boxers off his hips sliding down his muscular thighs letting them too drop to the floor.

She stood before him, as he sat back on the bed, ripping his socks off throwing them down, he then lay back on his elbows,

“Come here”, he beckoned with his finger.

*

Rebecca walked seductively the couple of steps to the bed standing before him. She knew he wanted her, that was quite visible.,

The air was electric with the lust that was intoxicating them both, and as long as he kept on touching and kissing her like that she would want him too.

He reached out grabbing her hand, pulling her down on to him, as she lay on him; her hair fell over her shoulder as she tilted her head to kiss him. Her hand moved down across his rippling muscles down towards his hard rod. Her fingers caressing as they traveled, till they we gently stroking and teasing his hard length, making it stand to attention with every tease her fingers made.

Rebecca’s tongue now gliding down his chest, she had just got to his navel, when he grabbed her shoulder’s pulling her up to him, thru his heavy breathing he said

“Under normal circumstances I would never refuse the chance of a blow job, especially with you, but I need you now”

*

She smiled seductively at him, as he sat up, his mouth meeting hers again devouring hers, he crawled above her as he kissed her while guiding her onto her back,

“Let’s get these off, he knelt up as his fingers slipped either side of her hips to her thongs, as he pulled them down slowly, easing them over her hips as she lifted her bottom to assist him as he brought them down to her ankles pulling them over her heals and dropped them too to the floor.

*

She lay there waiting for him to take her, the ache between her thighs was pumping now in a wanton frenzy, and he crawled up above her, his mouth on hers again hard she could feel the need in him.

She was lost in his kissing, she could feel him opening her legs as his thigh went between her slowly pushing through, their tongues was now in a frenzy she wanted him bad. She could feel him at her opening she could feel his hardness she was aching for him, his eyes now looking into hers, as he slid himself into her; he almost took her breath away as it plunged into her.

His thrusting started slowly but firmly, she could feel herself throb, as he moved deeper and deeper in her. She was utterly consumed by him as she moved with him, their rhythm, in perfect time, he was making her moan, with every driving force his cock made.

*

He broke from her lips, his thrusting now a slow and steady pace. Jackson watched her, taking her in, he plunged deeper with each moan she made , she was captivating
;
he wanted more of this woman.

He kissed her again, he slowed his movement of his thrusting hips, he was so near he could feel himself throb, he wanted more of her, if she was a drug, he was truly hocked, every time, he looked down at this woman, he could feel his heart quicken.

He slowed to a virtual stop, if he moved he would release his load at her slightest touch, he wanted to be in this woman for as long as he possibly could.

It was pure ecstasy, he was truly hooked on her, it surprised him he could feel like this about her but he knew it all long, he had waited far longer with her than he had done with any other woman there was something special about her, but he knew that all along.

She reached up her fingers grabbing his chin, pulling him to her, her tongue licking and flicking at his lips down his neck. Jackson lowered himself down into her as she nuzzled him. He moved faster now grinding, burying himself deeper into her. His chest on her as he plunged deeper and deeper, faster with force into her, then slowing to a tease as he slowly withdrew his cock before plunging again and again deeper into her.

Rebecca clawed his back gently at first, then, the clawing became harder animalistic as she dug her nails into his back with each plunge he made as he rammed his cock into her to a faster pace.

She started to moan sharper till the only sounds were of her gratification and his pounding against her, which became a slamming frenzy until he came, pumping his creamy load into her.

Rebecca’s legs were still wrapped tightly around him holding him in her.

Jackson’s back now covered in clawed welts from her scratching. He slumped down on her gently, his energy having been zapped from him by this vixen that now lay under him. He couldn’t fight the urge to his kiss her again and again

He moved off her as he still kissed her conscious of his bodyweight now on her, he rolled onto his side, he couldn’t take his eyes off her, he was truly memorized by her.

He flashed her continuous smile, he was comfortably numb, his arm against the pillow, he rested his head, never taking his eyes off her.

“Jesus…. Rebecca… you’re something else, do you know that?

She had turned over on to her stomach her long dirty blond hair falling over her shoulders, she turned to him, if she was a cat she would have been purring.

She smiled at him her chin resting on her upturned palms, her Choo’s dangling/ swinging in the air as she lay there up on her elbows her vivacious breasts lying perfectly on the mattress,