Meeting Mr Anderson: Chapter 19

I’m floating on a cloud of bliss, a permanent grin plastered to my face. The last few days have been incredible. I’ve had Jay all to myself. He’s had some work to do for the upcoming fragrance launch he’s working on with Anya, but most of the preparation is done. And his show, Steel Force, is still taking a break before filming starts for season three.

He kept to his promise of getting me naked and underneath him after getting home from the airport. We were up almost the whole night. If this is how it’s going to be when I’m away for just forty-eight hours, then maybe I should go away for longer next time! We met Matt and Stefan the next morning for brunch before Matt had to fly home. He was such a big help getting the house sorted. It’s elevated him even more in Stefan’s book. I keep catching the two of them touching each other whenever they can and sharing private jokes.

I haven’t spoken to Matt since brunch, so I decide to call him to catch up. He answers on the second ring.

“Holls! Taken a break from milking Jay’s balls dry, have you?” he jokes.

“Matt!” I laugh in shock, even though after all the years we’ve been friends, his comment shouldn’t surprise me.

“Where’s lover boy now?”

“Oh, he’s on the phone with Stefan, talking about the fragrance launch. I thought now was a good time to call as I knew you’d not be talking to Stefan,” I joke as I rest my head back against the sun lounger by Jay’s pool.

“Wonderful powers of deduction,” Matt teases.

“Thanks.” I laugh.

“So, are you having a great time I will no doubt feel green with envy over?” Matt sighs.

“Sorry, but I am.” I smile. “I feel so relaxed, Matt. It’s nice not to be rushing away after a couple of nights and working a flight home.”

“Ugh. Tell me about it. I can’t wait for my leave next month.”

“Have you made plans?”

“Well.” Matt’s voice goes up in excitement. “Stefan and I were thinking of going away together. He’s never been to Hong Kong before and fancied it.”

“Ooh, sounds great! That’ll be amazing having all that time together. So, will you be getting one room or two?”

“One, if I’ve got anything to do with it,” Matt answers quickly. “Stefan hasn’t mentioned it yet, so I’m going to drop some subtle hints.”

“You and subtle?” I tease.

“I know, I know. I’ve never waited this long with a guy before, but he’s so worth it, Holls!” Matt sighs and I can picture the sappy smile on that’s on his face right now.

“He is great, Matt. Definitely a keeper. I’ve noticed how he lights up every time he has a text from you, and yesterday he said you were, and I quote, ‘such a welcome surprise in his life.’”

“Really?” Matt squeals so loud I have to move the phone away from my ear.

“Yes, really,” I confirm.

“Oh my God. Holly, I’ve just passed out on the floor. Send help!”

I laugh at Matt’s obvious elation to what I’ve just told him. “Oh, I love you, Matt.”

“I love you too, babe. Now, I’m off to bed to dream about what you just told me.”

“Okay, sweet dreams,” I say as we hang up.

I lean back, closing my eyes and lifting my face up to the bright sun. It’s late in the UK, but it’s only mid-afternoon here in LA. We got up late this morning, and I did yoga out on the deck while Jay did a weight session in his gym. We’ve gotten into such a lovely routine together. Lying in bed for a long time, making love, followed by a workout, and then going out somewhere, like the beach. Jay’s been showing me some of his favorite hidden spots. We grab lunch on the go, and then we come back to the house and I swim and sit by the pool reading while Jay makes work calls, if he has any. Otherwise, he joins me. In the evenings we either go out or stay in to eat and then have heavy, passionate sex. I can’t believe how happy I am, how much my life has changed since we met. It’s been a whirlwind, but I wouldn’t change a thing. He’s everything I never knew I needed.

Goosebumps scatter up my arms before a familiar voice breaks into my thoughts.

“Hey, beautiful.”

I open my eyes straight into Jay’s clear blue gaze.

“Hey, yourself.” I grin.

He leans down and presses his lips against mine. They’re warm and gentle as he kisses me, drawing me in deeply, setting a swirl of butterflies free in my stomach. He sure knows how to kiss.

“You know, you don’t need to wear this.” Jay runs a finger underneath the side tie of my bikini bottoms. His finger trails along my hip, causing my breath to catch in my throat. “No one can see you here, except me.” He grins.

“Maggie or Stefan could.”

Jay raises an eyebrow at me. “We always know when they’re coming around, so that’s no reason.”

“Someone might fly past in their private helicopter?” I joke, although it’s not out of the question here.

Jay tilts his head back and laughs. “Berry, you’re losing this argument,” he says as he bends his head down and takes one tie between his teeth and pulls.

“I didn’t realize it was an argument. I thought we were having a debate,” I tease.

Jay keeps pulling until he’s unfastened one side, before moving to the other side and repeating. “Call it what you like; I’m winning.” He smirks, looking up at me, his eyes glinting.

I wouldn’t count on it. I’m pretty sure I’m the one who’s about to get the prize.

“Well, I’m saying argument as that means that we get to make up,” I say, biting my lip to hide my smile.

Jay has completely removed my bikini bottoms now and discarded them onto the floor. “Oh, baby, I’ll make it up to you; don’t you worry.” He pushes my feet back up onto the sun lounger. Even though I know it’s coming, I can’t help gasping when his hot mouth touches me. He trails kisses all over the skin of my inner thighs as a rush of arousal courses through me, straight to his tongue.

“Oh, Jay,” I moan.

He slides his tongue over me, and I tense in anticipation.

“Mmm, my juicy little Berry,” he moans as he tastes me all over with his tongue before moving to my clit and sucking.

I suck my breath in and my back arches off the sun lounger.

“That’s it, baby, let me make you feel good,” Jay murmurs, his lips never leaving me.

Oh God, he is so incredible at this! He slides his tongue through my lips and plunges it inside me, lapping up the wetness that greets him. I reach down with both hands and run them through his hair, and he groans in response before delving deeper with his tongue.

I don’t know how much more of this I can take. Jay sucks on my clitoris again and I almost come on the spot.

“Jay, I’m close,” I pant.

He draws back, kneeling between my legs, watching where our bodies meet as he slides two thick fingers inside me.

A small moan escapes my lips. He looks so sexy, kneeling there like that, completely focusing on my body and giving me pleasure. He adds a third finger and I gasp at the fullness.

“Jay…”

His eyes burn into mine as he pumps me with his fingers, the muscles in his arm flexing. I can’t take much more of this, not with him looking at me like that. I wriggle underneath his hand as my moans grow louder.

“Don’t you dare come, Holly,” he growls at me. “Your orgasm is mine and I want to taste it.”

“Jay, you need to stop,” I pant. He does as I say, sliding his fingers out of me, and I immediately regret speaking.

“Get up,” Jay orders.

I sit up, my pussy throbbing with a waiting orgasm. Jay lifts his T-shirt over his head and pulls his shorts and boxers down in one swift movement. He takes me by the hand and leads me over to the cabana bed on the deck. Even the insides of my thighs are throbbing with the need to have him inside me. Stretching me, filling me, completing me.

“Sit on me,” he commands as he lies back on the bed.

I climb up next to him and lift one leg over his waist to straddle him.

“Not there, Berry. Sit on my face,” he growls. “I told you, your orgasm is mine to taste.” His hand grips his hard cock, and he gives himself two long pumps. “Now!” he snaps.

I hold back my grin from how bossy he’s being and crawl up the bed toward his head. I love it when he takes control. He uses both of his arms to lift me over his face, his hands around my bum supporting me. I lean forward so I can rest both hands on the bed, and then I lower myself down to meet his waiting mouth.

“Fuck yeah,” he murmurs as he pulls me down onto his face.

I’m in ecstasy. The sensation of his warm, strong tongue stroking and sucking me is almost too much. I’m panting his name within moments.

“Jay, that feels amazing.”

He delves deeper with his tongue before turning his attention to my swollen clitoris again, licking and sucking it hard.

“Jay…” My legs start to shudder underneath me as he keeps sucking harder, then licking again with the flat of his tongue.

“Jay!” I gasp more urgently.

“Come for me, baby,” he moans.

Relief at hearing him say those words is short-lived as the first wave of my orgasm hits me hard. My body convulses, wetness rushing out of me, as Jay pulls me down harder onto his face, groaning loudly.

“Oh fuck!” I scream as the next wave crashes over me. Jay digs his fingers into my buttocks and teases my pussy open wider so he can suck even harder. “Jay! No, it’s too sensitive,” I cry as another hard wave hits me and my arms almost buckle.

Suddenly, he moves his hands to my waist and lifts me like I weigh nothing, moving me back down his body and onto his waiting cock. He slides straight in deep, and I cry out again as my body contracts around him.

“Fuck me, baby.” Jay looks up at me, his eyes dark with desire. “Ride my cock and tell me how good it feels.”

Oh God, I can hardly breathe, let alone talk; my orgasm has knocked the air from my lungs.

I look down at him as I slide up on his cock and sink back down. There’s no other feeling like it. He just feels so perfect. I slide up and down again, faster this time.

“You feel so good, deep inside me,” I whisper, tilting my head back and closing my eyes as my arousal is already growing again.

His fingers dig into my hips. “Keep talking.”

“Your cock was made for me, Jay Anderson,” I say as I return my gaze to him.

His eyes are dark and stormy, drinking me in. I rise again, sinking back down harder. Fuck, this feels so good. I find a rhythm, and with Jay’s hands on my hips I ride him hard and deep, moving faster as another orgasm builds inside me.

“I will never have enough of you, of your cock,” I cry as I slam down onto him, the sound of our skin hitting just making me want to ride him even harder.

“Holly…” His voice comes out strained and he sucks in a breath.

“Please,” I whimper, “I need you to fill me up deep inside.” I sink down onto him again and his hands tighten on my hips before the telling swell and jerk of his cock tells me he’s close.

“Oh fuck, Holly,” he hisses through his gritted teeth as he screws his eyes shut and fills me with his hot orgasm.

I keep slamming down on top of him and the sounds of his orgasm are enough to bring mine rushing to me.

“Jay!” I cry as I throw my head back and come in waves all over him again. My legs are shaking so much I can barely keep moving. Jay brings one hand down to me and rubs slow circles against my clitoris with his thumb, helping me ride the wave of my orgasm down with him.

I’m still puffing when I bring my eyes back to his. He looks bright and alive. We’re both covered in sweat, smiling. He brings a hand up to my face and rubs his thumb across my bottom lip. I kiss it as I look down at him.

“I’m so glad I met you, Holly Havers. My cock was most definitely made for you.” He smiles and pulls me down next to him, gently sliding out of my body.

I curl into his arms, enjoying their warmth as my racing heart slows. I lay my palm over his chest and the drumming of his own heart pushes back.

He leans over and brushes his lips against mine. “I think my heart was too,” he whispers, barely loud enough for me to hear.

I search his eyes and they tell me all I need to know. I open my mouth, but he catches me in a kiss before I can speak. I wrap my arms around him and kiss him back. Pouring myself into him, hoping he knows my heart is right there, alongside his, beating in time.