Sweet Charity (17 page)

Chapter 27

That next morning Jackson slowly awoke to the sensation of a light touch that was almost a tickling feeling. As if someone was stroking a feather over his skin.  At first he thought he’d been dreaming, as he lay still asleep but conscious of the sensations his body was feeling. As he lay there trying to open his eyes, he fought against staying in the subspace he was currently in.  On the one hand, he wanted to stay right where he was because what he was feeling was quite delicious.  On the other hand, he wanted to open his eyes, and wake up to his beautiful, sexy Sweet Charity. 

As Jackson’s mind gave over to thoughts of his Charity, he slowly opened his eyes.  It was only then that he realized the sensations of being touched were actually real. He looked down to see Charity’s fingers likely tracing over the eagle tattoo on his shoulder.

Half an hour earlier, Charity had woken up with a huge smile on her face.  She couldn’t believe that Jackson told her he loved her last night.  Never in her life, had she felt so connected to anyone as she had to Jackson last night when he broke down and shared his deepest and darkest feelings with her.  He showed her a side she suspected nobody except maybe Hope, had ever seen before and she felt so close to him.

As she lay there on her side facing him she watched him as he slept and couldn’t believe that such a strong, gorgeous, sexy man had not only said he loved her, but that here he was laying with her in her bed.  She sent up a silent prayer to God for bringing him into her life. He was so beautiful with his cute dimples, and scruffy beard on his face. While he slept, she took the time to look, in more detail at the eagle tattoo on his shoulder closest to her.  Although she wanted to let him sleep, she couldn’t resist the urge to touch Jackson’s skin, especially where it was so tastefully decorated. 

Charity reached over, and lightly stroked over the eagle’s outline with a feathery touch.  As her fingers slid over his taught muscles, she looked up at Jackson’s handsome face to make sure she hadn’t woken him.  When it seemed that she wasn’t disturbing him, she continued the gentle ministrations over his shoulder and down his arm.  She thought about how good Jackson always tasted and couldn’t stop herself from leaning over him, and carefully sliding the tip of her tongue along his ink, tracing the tattoo which a minute ago her fingers glided over.  As she worked her tongue over the top of his shoulder, she raised her eyes up to look at his face to make sure that she still hadn’t awoken him.  At the appearance of him still being asleep, Charity continued licking him down from his shoulder to his pectoral muscles, then down his side to trace the beautiful ink that continued downwards, towards his hips. 

Suddenly hearing a groan, but never removing her tongue from his side, Charity looked up to see Jackson staring down at her.  “Babe, if you keep doing that I can’t promise you, that I will behave much longer,” he told her. 

Raising her head to look more fully at him Charity responded with, “Is that a really promise Mr. McKay?”

She barely had the words out of her mouth, when Jackson reached for her and quickly tossed her over onto her back, beside him on the bed.  He then told her to stay there and not move while he got up out of the bed and walked over to her closet.  Charity’s body began to tingle in excitement.  Her breasts ached for his touch, her nipples became hard and her pussy lips plumped as she couldn’t wait to feel Jackson plunging inside of her.  Her pussy was so wet at the thoughts of him making love to her. 

A second later Jackson looked back over his shoulder on his way out the bedroom door saying, “I’ll be right back Babe. Don’t move!” At his words her excitement continued to build. 

A few minutes later, Jackson returned to the bedroom and stood beside the bed with a squeeze bottle of honey in one hand, and several of her scarves in the other.  He had a smirk upon his face, that only highlighted his sexy dimples more. 

“What are you going to do with those?” she asked him.

“Oh you’ll see my love...you’ll see,” he answered.

Setting the honey on the nightstand, and laying all but one of the scarves on the foot of the bed, Jackson took the one he held, and slowly and lightly ran its silken end up her body.  He began at her toes, and trailed it up her leg, from her hip to her pussy, which he paid special homage to,   before trailing it softly up her belly, and towards her breasts.  When he trailed the scarf over her breasts he took a moment to circle her areolas with the end of it, and the cool silk caused goose bumps to break out over her skin. As Jackson leaned over her, on an exhale, he said the words, “You are so fucking sexy, the way your body reacts to a little stimulation.” 

When Jackson removed the scarf’s end from her breasts, he took hold of her hand and carefully raised her arm above her head, as he tied the scarf around both her wrist and the headboard.  At the anticipation of what Jackson was going to do to her, Charity could feel more moisture flooding to her pussy. Jackson proceeded to do the same thing with the second scarf, except this time he tied her other wrist to the bedpost.  As he picked up the third scarf she could tell he contemplated teasing her body with it, like he had done with the others but then he said, “You are killing me with your body all ready for my fucking.” By the looks of his very swollen cock, Charity would have to agree that Jackson just might be in agony too. So, instead of tickling her trembling body with the other two scarves, Jackson quickly used them to tie each of her feet, to the footboard of the bed.

Next, a very naked, sexy, and aroused Jackson, climbed on to the bed and raised himself up over Charity.  He held himself up with his arms fully extended as if he was doing the plank exercise, and leaned down only touching her with his lips.  His kiss was slow, deliberate, and designed to only further build Charity’s desire for him.  As her nibbled on her lower lip, biting softly on it, Charity parted her lips allowing him full access to the warm recesses of her mouth.  Jackson slowly swirled his tongue around tasting her everywhere.  When he raised his head up to pull away, Charity let out a cry of protest, and pulled at the scarves holding her hands above her head.  She wanted him to keep kissing her, and she wanted to feel him too, yet at the same time she was excited about the delicious ways Jackson planned to play with her. 

“No no Babe, I’m not nearly done with you yet,” he said as he moved to kiss her ear, nibbling on it, licking the shell, and then biting quite hard on the lobe.  Charity let out a load moan when his teeth sank into her earlobe.  Then surprising her, he rose up onto his knees and sat between her spread thighs.   Reaching for the bottle of honey he had placed on the nightstand, he removed the cap from it and proceeded to pour golden honey over each of her nipples, down her belly and around her belly button, ending with pouring a liberal amount over her pussy.  Returning the honey back on the nightstand, he lowered himself over her, and began licking at the delicious honey he had just anointed her body with. He started at her breasts, cupping them and massaging them, while he leisurely licked at the honey around her nipples with short flicks of his tongue.  After worshipping one breast, he stopped for a moment and said, “These are mine Babe.  Only ever mine from now on.” Then he bent down to them again and took her other nipple into his mouth, slowly swirling his tongue around the aroused nipple and when he bit down on the swollen bud Charity cried out his name, then promised, “Only you Jackson...only you.”  After paying what he felt was satisfactory homage to her breasts, he slowly made his way down her belly kissing, licking at the honey, and nibbling as he went. Charity was pulling at her bonds, as her body writhed in the ecstasy that Jackson was creating.  She thought that it was like the best kind of torture there could ever be.

Purposely Jackson began to blow on her pussy and Charity felt a little embarrassed about how wet she was however she could do nothing to prevent it.  Just being in the same room with Jackson made her wet for him.  The coolness created from his warm breath, coming in contact with both the thick honey and her wetness, offered Charity a whole new feeling of sensations that kept her body trembling.  “Pleeeease!” she asked him.

“Soon Baby soon.  I promise,” was his reply.  “But first...,” without finishing the sentence, he drew his tongue in short strokes over her pussy, licking the honey he had poured there.  Then, he buried his tongue in her wetness, licking at her pussy lips, and softly biting on her swollen clit.  As he worried her clit, with his mouth and his teeth, Charity thought she would die from the sheer pleasure he was creating. She moaned and called out Jackson’s name, as she pulled so tightly at the scarves holding her limbs that Jackson wasn’t sure they would hold for much longer.  She began to shudder uncontrollably as Jackson entered two fingers inside her warmth, thrusting them in and out, as he continued to bite and suck on her clit. Within seconds her inner walls were squeezing his fingers super hard as Charity’s muscles spasmed in orgasm. 

Once she came, Jackson continued to lick at her, until she came down from the peak. Then he rose up, and looked down at her flushed body, glowing in a light sheen of perspiration, combined with sticky sweet honey and said, “There’s nothing in the world that’s more beautiful than watching you come apart. Nothing will ever compare to your beauty,” he told her. 

As Charity began to get her breathing back to normal she said, “I want to touch you too baby.  I want to feel you as you driving into me.  Please Babe, please untie me so I can touch you.” 

One by one Jackson untied the scarves that had bound Charity’s limbs to the bedposts and when he finished she reached for him.  “Come to me Jackson.  I need you,” she told him.  Without hesitation, Jackson took her outreached hand, and carefully crawled up over top of her.  His cock was so swollen, as it pushed against her belly.  “I want to feel you inside me she told him. I love you and I need you,” she said as she reached down between them and lead his cock to her warm, wet entrance.

Giving Charity exactly what she asked for was easy, Jackson thought, as he drove deep inside her, for he had never in his life felt this way about a woman before.  He had always thought that sex was good in the past but sex with Charity, the woman he loved, was like nothing he’d ever experienced before. They laced their fingers together, their hands laying one each on either side of Charity’s head and they gripped each other tighter with each deep thrust Jackson made. As Jackson thrust a little faster Charity wrapped her legs around him and dug her heals into his ass.  They were connected on such a deep level that neither wanted to look away from the other.  It was then that Jackson knew that Charity truly did understand him, and despite all of his faults she loved him just the way he was.  After only a few more thrusts, they were both shivering and Charity’s body went from writhing to convulsing beneath him.  She bit into her lip, and fought to keep her eyes open as she broke apart around Jackson’s cock and with one more thrust, he followed right behind her. 

They lay there still joined together physically, their foreheads touching, their eyes never straying from each others, as they floated back down to earth.  Jackson still lay on top of her and she still had him locked within the grip of her legs wrapping him in her warmth.  When finally their bodies stopped shuddering and their breathing returned to normal, Jackson whispered to Charity, “I love you Charity. Now and forever. You’re it for me. I never want to spend another moment of my life without you in it. You are the first person I think about in the morning, and the last one I think about before I fall asleep. When we’re not together, I feel like a piece of my heart is missing.  I have never felt whole in my entire life until now.  You are what I was missing and as cheesy as it may sound, YOU complete me.”     

Chapter 28

The following weekend was The Black Maverick’s MC bike safety rally, when they held their annual bike rodeo, did demonstrations, taught bike safety and also raised funds for the local children’s hospital. This was an event that Jackson had started when he took over as club President, as a way to both help the hospital, and to show the community that The Black Maverick’s MC were not just a bunch of outlaw bikers. Charity had never been before, because well she wasn’t a biker, and Tommy had never shown any interest in going, and as for donating to the children’s hospital, she chose to do that privately by writing a cheque.  This year however was different.  Jackson was the President of The Black Maverick’s and he wanted her there with him, and quite frankly she wouldn’t have it any other way. 

Sweet Charity’s
was also going to close for the day, and was going to cater a light lunch for those in attendance. This was going to be a family event, with not just biker aficionados in attendance, but also a place where parents brought their children, and teenagers their boyfriends or girlfriends.  There would be face painting, a puppet show, and a petting zoo, all sponsored by The Mavericks, with hospital volunteers running those events.  There would also be a few artists with some tables set up to showcase and sell their products to anyone wishing to buy them, with part of the proceeds going to the hospital as well.