Jimmy's Game (Ruthless) (65 page)

When they had gone Jimmy grabbed hold of Maria and began kissing her again. The moment he stopped she said, “I was embarrassed in front of Mickey and Monica earlier.” He grinned and replied, “I just needed a long kiss that was all, anyway they didn’t take any notice; they looked like they were enjoying themselves.” “Did something happen at the club tonight Jimmy?” “What do you mean, happen?” She hesitated momentarily, simply because she’d thought he looked aggressive when he came in and she didn’t want to sound as though she was provoking him. Looking confused Jimmy said, “I’m waiting Maria, what exactly did you mean?” Not wanting to make an issue of it, she smiled and said, “I didn’t mean anything, it was just that you seemed a bit tense when you kissed me. You’re usually like that after something has happened.” “Everything’s fine, nothing happened.” He never mentioned Della, although the scene with her from the dressing room; was now racing through his mind. Going over in his mind what Della had said he could feel the anger knotting up in his stomach, a surge of sexual ego was starting to overwhelm him. Pulling Maria to him he kissed her passionately, she could feel his strength holding her. Speaking quietly she said, “Jimmy what’s wrong?” Acting agitated he replied, “Nothing’s wrong babe; I just want you so bad it hurts!” Then he began undressing her erratically as he pushed her against the back of the sofa. Sensing that something wasn’t quite right despite what he’d said she knew giving him sex would calm him down. Trying to slow him down, she tried to undo his shirt buttons, but he was desperately pulling at her clothes, she was naked within seconds.

Standing there in front of him she expected him to push her down onto the sofa or the floor, especially after he said, “God I could fucking eat you.” “Do you want me to lie down?” “No, stay standing;” he replied as he started kissing her breasts. Maria held his head in her hands as he continued kissing her breasts and neck.  Despite his rush, he was still passionate, her body wanted him. Working his way down her body, he knelt on the floor in front of her. She was anticipating his next move, as he pushed his head down onto her. A second later his tongue was touching her intimately, her legs were shaking from the impact of what he was doing. Suddenly she cried out his name, unable to control herself a moment longer she climaxed. Her body was trembling and her legs felt weak. Standing up he kissed her passionately before he stopped and said, “Turn round babe and bend over the sofa.” Knowing he enjoyed taking her from behind, she willingly did as he’d asked. Leaning over the sofa she felt him touching her intimately, within seconds he was inside her. Anticipating his thrust, she was surprised when there wasn’t one and when she felt him withdraw from her, she said, “Jimmy what’s wrong?” Without actually replying he leaned over her and said, “Sshh babe.” Seconds later she felt him moving her buttocks with his hands. Realising what he was about to do she said, “Jimmy please don’t do that.” Before she could move away or say another word, he was taking her from the back. She groaned as he pushed himself into her.
Desperately she wanted him to stop, but she remembered what Della had said to her and Maria wanted to please him regardless. Over the years she had endured anal sex many times with Nick and she had hated it, she knew it was something she would never enjoy. When Jimmy thrust himself harder and harder into her, she winched with the pain. Several times she tried to move position to lessen the severity of his thrust, but he was having none of it holding her down firmly. Again in a soft voice she said, “Please Jimmy you’re hurting me.” Pinning her chest down he said, “Sshh babe, I’ve got to take you. God babe I love you, please babe I can’t stop now!” Giving a powerful thrust, she groaned as he held her down and said, “Oh God babe, I’m coming!” “Please stop, you’re hurting me Jimmy!” He ignored her until seconds later when he had finished.

Motionless she just laid there over the sofa with tears in her eyes, she knew in her heart that the sex they had just had was in some way connected to Della as she felt
him kissing her back; before he pulled her round to face him. Cupping her face in his hands, he looked at her tear filled eyes before he kissed her. Holding her tight he said, “Babe I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself did I hurt you? I’m sorry I just wanted you so much I couldn’t stop myself.” Too upset to answer him, she just shook her head, as she bent down to pick her clothes up. Pulling her back up, he said, “Leave them babe, Maria please say something.” With tears rolling down her face she looked at him and said, “What do you want me to say Jimmy, that it was great, why didn’t you just ask me?” “I couldn’t ask you babe, it just happened I had to do it.” “You were hurting me Jimmy, why didn’t you stop when I asked you to?” Trying to justify his actions he replied, “I’ve been drinking and it just felt so good babe I couldn’t stop.” Fighting back her tears she replied, “I need to take a shower before I go to bed.” When she had finished in the bathroom she went to bed, he was already fast asleep. For several hours she laid awake thinking about what had triggered off his need for anal sex, her mind kept coming back to Della. Her thoughts were simply, if he really needed that kind of sex she would go along with it, even though she didn’t really like it; she wasn’t going to give him a reason to want Della.

By the time he got up and showered the following morning, she had been up for over an hour and was already cooking breakfast. Walking up behind her in the kitchen, putting his arms around her waist; he kissed the back of her neck. Turning she kissed him. “Morning gorgeous,” he said. “Your breakfast is nearly ready,” she replied as she turned back round. With his arms still round her, he kissed her neck and said, “Babe last night was wonderful. I’m sorry if I got a bit carried away, it’s your fault for making me so fucking horny!” “Go and sit down Jimmy, I’ll bring your breakfast over.”

Looking at her while he ate he said, “God I’m a lucky bastard, tomorrow I’ll be marrying the girl of my dreams. She’s beautiful, kind, loving, a great cook and sexually there’s no one in the world to better her!” Maria just looked at him and smiled. Even when he added, “Babe is everything ok,” she
simply nodded. Sensing that something wasn’t right, he said, “Come on tell me what’s up?” Trying to brush it off she replied, “Nothing, I’m just tired.” “I know you better than that babe, come on tell me.”  “Ok, but you won’t like it. Tell me the truth Jimmy did you have sex with Della last night?” Looking shocked at her question; he angrily replied, “What the fuck are you on about? No I didn’t have sex with anyone except you!” Needing to know if he was being truthful she replied, “Then why did you need to have sex like that last night? You’ve never needed it before, be fair Jimmy, look at it from my point of view it does seem like a bloody big coincidence that it should happen after what Della said to me. Oh, and let’s not forget last night you went to Sweet Cheeks.” Looking angry, he snapped back at her and said, “What exactly do you want from me Maria?” “Just the truth, I don’t want an argument.” Raising his voice and shouting at her he said, “Ok Maria, I’ll tell you the fucking truth. I did see Della last night, I told her if she ever said another word to you, I’d fucking kill her. I also told her that you’re the only woman I want, that you’re everything I desire and that I love you! Oh and I called her a slag and warned her to keep away from the wedding! Do you really think I would arse fuck her two days before our wedding, or any other fucking time for that matter! With all that we’ve been through in the last few days I can’t fucking believe you don’t trust me!” Feeling very humbled she just sat there looking at him as he pushed his plate away, leaving half of his meal. Feeling terrible for doubting him, she said, “I’m sorry Jimmy, please finish your breakfast.” “I’ve lost my fucking appetite!” Tearfully she said, “I’m so sorry I doubted you. We’re supposed to be getting married tomorrow, we shouldn’t be arguing.”  Knowing she was right he said, “Come over here babe.”

Sitting on his lap with her arms round his neck he kissed her and said, “Don’t you know how much I love you? I wouldn’t do anything to jeopardise what we’ve got. I nearly lost you once; it’s never going to happen again. I’m sorry about last night; we don’t have to do that again if you don’t want to?” “No it’s ok, I just imagined terrible things that’s all, I’m sorry.” “Forget about it babe, tomorrow is our big day, then you’ll be Mrs Dixon.”

Sitting on him she was aware that he would have sex again right then, but she wasn’t up for it. Despite all that he’d said she still wasn’t totally convinced about his account of the previous evening. Changing the topic she said, “Can you run me into town today. Only I want to check with the florist that everything’s running smoothly?”

Standing up she started to walk back to the kitchen. Jokingly he said, “If I say yes, is there any chance of us going back to bed for an hour first?” Smiling she replied, “Not if you want us to get married tomorrow!”

Later that morning he ran her into town. At the florist she chatted to the manager about the wedding flowers, while Jimmy talked to the young girl who was serving. Confident that Maria was out of earshot he said quietly, “Can you deliver two dozen red roses to this address this afternoon?” he wrote his address down on the back of a florist’s card.” Smiling she said, “Yes of course, do you want to write a card?” “Yeah, go on then.” He had only just finished writing it; when Maria came over to him. “You finished babe,” he said. “Yes.” “Great we best get going then.” When they turned to leave the shop; Jimmy winked at the young sales assistant, as she picked up the card.

Walking back to the car he said “Fancy having lunch out babe?” “Something light like a sandwich would be nice.” They stopped at a small café for a sandwich and a cuppa. Before leaving the café, he said, “Do you need to go anywhere else, before we go home?” Wishing he’d never asked when she replied, “Actually I’d really like to drop in at the church to see Father Thomas.” Begrudgingly he smiled and nodded as he said, “That’ll be ok, providing we’re quick.” Kissing him on the cheek she thanked him. Maria knew it was always a struggle for him to go to church, especially as on this occasion she knew he was only doing it to please her.

Father Thomas was as always pleased to see her, although they had spoken on the phone when she returned from Brighton; it was nicer for them to actually speak in person. Shaking hands with Jimmy he said, “Nice to see you both, how are things going between you?”  Maria replied, “Things are good Father.” Grinning at Jimmy the priest said, “So Jimmy, are you ready to get married?” “I’ve been ready for the last two years Thomas!” “I’m glad to hear you two worked everything out.” Two minutes after Jimmy replied, “So are we Thomas,” the priest was giving them a lecture on the sanctity of marriage. Trying not to appear rude Jimmy said, “Sorry Thomas we’ll have to be going now, I’m expecting a delivery later this afternoon.” Maria thought it was simply a ruse so they could leave.

Driving home she jokingly said to him, “It’s not wise to lie to a priest you know that don’t you?” Grinning he replied, “So you think I was lying? For your information mother superior, I am expecting a delivery.” “Really, you never mentioned it earlier. What is it?” “Nosey ain’t you?” She pinched his leg. Despite asking him again he remained secretive.

Having arrived back at their apartment block they were just getting out of the lift on their floor as a young man was waiting to go down, he was carrying a huge bouquet of red roses. Looking at the bouquet Jimmy said, “Who’s the lucky girl then?” “No one, I’ve been trying to deliver them but she’s out and I couldn’t even leave them with a neighbour, no one was in.” Maria smiled and said, “Which apartment are they for, we might know them?” “Number sixteen.” “That can’t be right that’s our number, there must be some mistake.” “What’s your surname?” “Davies.” “Well that’s the name on the card” he replied as he grinned and handed her the flowers, before he stepped into the lift; to go back down. Admiring the roses she said, “Oh Jimmy thank you they’re beautiful!” With a blank expression on his face he replied, “They’re nothing to do with me.” “Who are they from then? I can’t think of anyone who’d send me flowers?” Without flinching he looked serious as he replied, “Perhaps you made an impression on someone during your hen night.” Shaking her head, she was beginning to feel a bit nervous. He could see by her face that she was worried. Opening the apartment door he said, “Why don’t you just read the card?” Nervously she opened the tiny envelope and began to read the card. A tear ran down her cheek when she read, ‘to my darling Maria can’t wait to marry you, don’t ever doubt my love. Forever yours J.’ Laughing he said, “I didn’t have enough room to fit Jimmy on.” Hugging him she tearfully said, “Oh thank you Jimmy, they’re absolutely beautiful. Will you still buy me flowers when I’m old and wrinkly?” “I’ll buy you flowers every week for ever if it makes you happy.” “You make me happy Jimmy.” Glancing at his watch he said, “What time are Mickey and Monica coming round?” “Not for ages yet, don’t you remember they said they were going to dinner with Mickey’s parents, it’s so they can meet Monica’s parents before the wedding. I wouldn’t imagine they’d get here until after ten, why did you want to know?” “Well this could be your last chance to have me while I’m single, by this time tomorrow I’ll be a married man and as it’s not even four o’clock yet we’d have ample time.” She kissed him before leading him by the hand into the bedroom.

After sex they laid and talked, they were both a little nervous about their big day. He confessed to her that his only fear was she wouldn’t turn up. Laughing she replied, “Don’t be so daft; I give you my word I’ll be there.” “What do you fear the most?” She didn’t answer him. “Babe I said what do you fear the most?” “I heard you the first time, I didn’t reply because you wouldn’t like what I said, I think you’ll be angry with me.” “I promise I won’t, come on tell me.” “Ok, when I used to watch weddings from the children’s home, I noticed lots of people kissing the bride. Sister Marjorie told us it was tradition, although being old and set in her ways she personally didn’t agree with it.” Jimmy interrupted her and said, “From what you told me about good old Margie, I’d imagine she’d find anything that meant showing affection to someone else very distasteful. Sounds to me babe like she needed a fucking good porking, most nuns are frigid old hags!” Although she thought what he’d said was disrespectful, she did giggle, before he added, “Why did you think I’d be angry?” Nervously she replied, “I’m worried that you’ll get angry with me if other men want to kiss me.” Squeezing her hand he said, “I’ll be surprised if there’s a man there tomorrow that doesn’t want to kiss you. It’ll be fine babe; surely you don’t think I’m that bad? I know everyone one will kiss you and I promise I won’t be jealous.” Gripping his hand and looking relieved she said, “Thank you.” “You don’t have to thank me babe.”