Page 31 of King of Jokers

The sincerity in his confession made my heart squeeze. Always my protector, it wasn’t often I saw him as anything close to vulnerable, but that incident changed him and it was so good to hear him set this goal.

“I think that’s perfect,” I responded sincerely. “We all make mistakes. It’s time you moved on, I’m sick of your whining.” I joked. “I have another goal. I want to come and see you play at least three times this year.”

He leapt towards me, gripping my hips and swirling me in the water.

“Now you’re talking dirty, Win. I wouldlovethat. I can even get you a private place to sit where it’s heaps quieter and away from my adoring fans. There are a lot of them.” I rolled my eyes and he moved in, pressing his wet mouth against my own tenderly.

“I love having no rules.” He grinned. “And I really would love to see you more. I hate that I’m leaving tomorrow.” The sudden reminder of how in just over twenty-four hours he would again escape this place, with my heart firmly packed in his luggage, made me want to cry. But I was determined not to make it any harder for him. The last thing I needed was for him to realise just how much I wanted him to stay forever, our lines already so blurry.

“You only care because you’ll miss these two,” I said, flicking my eyes at my chest and back up to him.

“It’s true. I have grown fond of Autumn and Spring,” he said, reaching around and easily untying my swimming top.

“Oh my god.” I giggled trying desperately to grab the ties now floating somewhere behind me, while Jack did his best to pull it up and over my head. “You are so annoying, Jack-Off.” I bantered.

“Stop fighting, it will make it so much easier.” He protested, splashing around haphazardly before he eventually succeeded. He cupped my chest in his hands and my smile died when I looked into his heated gaze.

His thumbs slowly drew circles around my taut nipples and my lips parted with the sudden increase in my breathing. I was still a little sore from last night, but my body didn’t seem to care, a fervent hunger pooling in my stomach.

“Again?” I asked while simultaneously reaching for his swimming trunks, putting my hand inside to griphis thick cock. A vehement pulse beating in my swimming bottoms when his eyes closed and his own hand grazed below the water to reciprocate.

“Always.” He answered as I laggardly stroked him below the surface.

With our time coming to end, these stolen moments were only going to last another day and I would take whatever I could when it came to this man. Because tomorrow night, he was going to pull the trigger on my heart and I wasn’t sure if I would have the strength to recover.

Jack

Chapter Fifteen

Wetiptoedaroundmyleaving tonight, spending much of the day in silence. Swimming, lounging and then her hovering while I packed unceremoniously. Neither of us seemed to have any energy left to converse, simply basking in the final hours of being together. I didn’t even have the heart to try and trick her into breaking a rule, the lingering sadness at my departure sapping all of the energy from the house.

We were heading to my parents soon for a final meal before I would drop her back home and hit the road. An ache in my chest everytime I thought about the long stretch of road only adding to the distance between us.

My phone rang from where it rested on my suitcase, piercing the quiet room and Win looked over at it too.

Jay.

“Since when did you video call?” I asked, ignoring the need for a greeting and leaning on the bench.

“Since this little menace,” he turned the screen to show the face of his little sister, Violet, grinning back at me, “Needed to say hello to her favourite Hearts player.” He rolled his eyes and I guffawed at his annoyance. Win stood to come and take a look at the screen, looking at me tenderly before she spotted the little brunette covering my phone.

“Hey, Violet. You giving your brother trouble again?”

Since retiring, Jay was spending even more time with the youngest of the family. Mostly as she was often giving his much older parents a fair amount of grief. But from the stories he told, she was a hilarious handful and exactly like him so he genuinely enjoyed her company.

“He is incredibly annoying, Jackson.” I felt Winter stiffen beside me –Jackson and Summer– the confirmation that those fictitious characters really were based on us warming me.

“Jackson?” I asked Violet.

“This is her new thing. Adding a suffix to all names, regardless of whether it’s yours or not,” he informed me, making both Winter and I laugh.

“This is my friend, Winter,” I spoke to Violet, turning the phone so she could see the breathtaking woman who had my heart.

“Hi Violet.” Winter waved, a genuine smile creasing her face.

“Hello Winterson.” Violet replied seriously and Jay shook his head as Win and I again laughed. The kid was hilarious.

“When are you heading back?” Jay asked, reminding me of my imminent departure and Winter took it as her cue to move back to her seat in the corner of the room.

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