Page 80 of Heartbreaker

“Lindy,” Jackson says more to himself than to me.

“I admit at first, I was mad that this is what you do. But reading the comments, in a weird way I’m proud that my boyfriend did this to make girls feel good about themselves, but if we’re dating and…”

“You don’t want me to give up the company?” Jackson asks with a shocked tone to his voice.

“No, I just won’t want you to be breaking up with girls,” I tell him. From what I’d read on the website he's made this company himself, and as I have grown my own business, I know that it’s hard work, and closing it down would be stupid.

“I had different ideas for the business, but if you’re happy with what my new idea is, then it would be amazing.”

“Tell me this new idea of yours.”

“I was thinking about changing it to a dating service called Diamond Dates. I was thinking about hiring someone to help with this part of the business, and it will also open up to women wanting to break up with men.” He stops as my facial expression changes. I wasn’t expecting him to get new people, but it looks like he has thought hard about this. “We will keep all the information from the women and men that we already have, and work on a dating service that way.”

I stay quiet, I’m not sure if I’m the one that has to say yes to him about this, I mean this is his job, he needs to know that it will work.

“Tinkerbell, you’ve been quiet a little longer than I thought.” I can feel his hand rubbing my forearm. “If this job is a deal breaker for us, then I’ll find a new job.”

“No, this company is your baby, just like the shop is mine. Jackson, I love you, and I want you to be happy…”

“I’m happy when I’m with you.” Jackson cuts me off and crashes his lips on mine. “I want you to be happy,” he says leaning his forehead on mine. “I want to be with you,” he then whispers.

Jackson pulls me in closer to him and holds me there, kissing the top of my head. I sigh and lean into him, this where I know I belong in his arms like this. Jackson tilts my head up with his knuckle, so I look at him, my eyes moving between his eyes and mouth, and before I can move Jackson’s lips are on mine, his tongue searching my lips, waiting for me to let him in.

I moan against his mouth and Jackson pulls me closer pressing my breasts against his chest. Without breaking the kiss, Jackson stands up, and his hand moves down my body to my ass. I can feel his hardness against my belly. Jackson moans and lifts me up and walks to his bedroom.

Tenderly laying me on the bed, Jackson continues to kiss my face and neck. Moving his hand up my thigh, he brings my dress up with his hand, before breaking away from my lips and pulling the dress over my head. My hands grab the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it over his head. As the t-shirt goes over his head, I see something different on him. Before he can put his arms back down, I grab his left arm, and pull it closer to me.

I look back at him then his arm. What did he do? I stare at the small Tinkerbell Tattoo on his inner bicep. “I love you Tinkerbell.” With that said he kisses me again, and I want to cry that this man loves me so much he got a tattoo to prove it.

He kisses down my body, until his hand reaches my panties, which are soaking from just him touching me. I lie there naked in front of him, my body tingling with need, as Jackson stands up, and starts to remove his trousers. I raise up on my elbows and watch the sexiness in front of me, getting more turned on as I do.

He leans on the bed over me, and his hand moves to my back so that he can remove my lace bra. As my breast become free, Jackson takes one in his mouth and twirls is with his tongue. Nibbling gently and sucking on one nipple then the other, I see Jackson watching as my chest rises and falls with arousal. I moan as he moves down my stomach.

Jackson starts to lick my clit and my hips tilt. My hands gripping the sheets, I start moaning louder, lifting my legs, and placing them on his shoulders as he begins to suck gently, which makes me jolt in pleasure. “Jackson, Oh.”

I feel Jackson’s hands holding my thighs down, and he opens them wider exposing me as much as he can. “Open wide, Tinkerbell.” My hands move to his hair, as my fingers hold him there.

He sucks harder, twirling my clit with his tongue. “Jackson, I want you inside me when I cum,” I scream knowing very well that I’m not going to last much longer. Jackson pulls away from me, and I take the moment to get my breathing back to normal.

Jackson then grabs my hips and pulls me to the edge of the bed, holding my thighs open, and holding my hips steady. “You have no idea how I’ve missed this.” Jackson looks at my body, and before I know what’s happening, he thrusts inside me, each one a little harder than the last, each one hitting me where I want him to hit.

Jackson leans down and starts kissing me again, and we begin to move in perfect rhythm to each other, I meet his hips every time he thrusts into me. Our mouths lock together, our bodies moving together, everything in this moment is perfect.

I can feel myself getting close. “Jackson, I’m….” I stop as Jackson kisses me again.

“I want you to come with me. Come with me now, Ashley.” Jackson tells me, his eyes locked with mine as he thrusts in and out of me.

I let go, moaning out loud as my orgasm goes through me, my body shakes with the pleasure still running through me. As I come down from my high, I hear Jackson moan out my name, and feel him come inside me, he moves in and out a few more times, before falling on top of me.

We’re both breathing hard, with Jackson kissing my neck softly.

“I love you, Tinkerbell! You are mine!”