Page 22 of Filthy Commitments
“Oh, baby, please give it to me. I want it more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Give me what I need, baby. Give it all to me!” He slammed into me at a furious pace until I was screaming his name over and over as my body climaxed, convulsing tightly around his plunging cock. He made a harsh sound as he jerked inside of me, sending wet heat into me and making my orgasm more intense. “Baby, God!”
“Jett,” I moaned as I ran my hands through his hair and he buried his face in my neck.
That was it, the deed had been done. And I felt incredible. I worried I might be upset when it finally happened. I thought I might mourn the loss of something I’d held onto so tightly. But in the end, I was elated and had felt things I didn’t know were possible.
“Thank you, Jett. That was a memory I’ll treasure forever. And you made me feel spectacular.” I pulled his face out of the crook of my neck and kissed him.
He groaned as he kissed me back. Then leaned back and looked at me as he ran his hand over my cheek. “My God, you’re one beautiful woman, Asia. I’m not sure I’ll ever get enough of you.”
I smiled. “Good. Nothing would suit me more than you never ending this.” Immediately I knew I’d said the wrong thing by the frown that made creases between his dark brows.
“As good as this is, it won’t last forever.” He rolled off me and walked to the bathroom as I laid there, perfectly still and wishing I hadn’t said what I had.
I didn’t mean to ruin the moment for him, and I definitely had. When he came back, I felt the need to apologize, “Jett, I’m sorry.” I leaned up on my elbows to look at him so he could see the seriousness in my eyes. “I know this is temporary. It’s just that I loved that so much and I don’t think anyone else will ever rock my world the way you just did.”
He had a damp washcloth in hand and sat on the side of the bed. “Lay back, let me clean you up.” I did as he said and looked at the ceiling, not particularly loving what he was doing. “I’m sorry I went cold on you, Asia. It’s just that I don’t want you to get hurt.”
Though he said that, I felt he meant something else entirely. I believed he meant it was him getting hurt that was buried deep in the recesses of his mind. “I understand. That’s very gallant of you, Jett.” I sat up as he was finished with the uncomfortable cleaning. I wanted to tell him I was more than capable of doing that, but the soft look on his face stopped me.
Slowly and softly, he ran his fingertips lightly up the inside of my leg. “Asia, I want you to know that you’re already fast becoming precious to me. I may do things that make you feel like this will go on forever. I don’t want you to take it to heart. I’m not that guy.”
Stroking his cheek, I leaned in and pressed my lips against his. “We can take it one day at a time, Jett. No pressure. This is a contract that will be up at the end of August, and we can have fun in the meantime. Like a vacation. I loved it when my family went on a vacation to Miami for a whole week one summer. We all loved it there and wished it would last forever. But when the week ended, we had to go back home to our normal lives. It was bittersweet, but we did it and were left with great memories.”
“Thank you.” He nuzzled my neck. “I’m glad you understand. I love that about you. You’re so understanding.”
“I love that you’re so sweet and generous.”
His lips pressed against my neck. “I love how you opened up to me.”
My body was beginning to heat up again as I ran my hands through his hair. “I love how you took me to a place I’d never been.”
He hovered over me looking deep into my eyes. “And I’m about to take you there again, baby. I wanna make you walk funny for a week.”
I laughed as he pushed me back on the bed and climbed over me. I could see our first week together was going to be very enlightening!
Jett
Taking a taxi to the Mercedes dealership, I was ready to set us up with cars. One for me, one for her, and one for us both. I had an order in with a chauffeur company, and a car and driver would be showing up for us when we needed it. But I didn’t want to arrive everywhere in that style. So, a pair of matching Mercedes was what I was shopping for.
Asia was hesitant as we entered the dealership and a salesman came right to us. “Hello, and what is this happy couple looking for today?”
“Asia, what’s catching your eye?”
She smiled and looked at the salesman. “What’s your cheapest car?”
I chuckled. “No, that’s not how we shop for things, baby.” I looked at our salesman. “We’re Mr. and Mrs. Simmons. And you are?”
He extended his hand to me. “Brett. Nice to meet you both. So, money is no object today?”
“Money’s always an object. I just don’t want my wife influenced by the amount of the car she wants. So, leave out the pricing and just give us the details on the cars she likes.” I ran my arm around Asia and lead her around the cars on the showroom floor. “And we’ll be taking the cars we purchase today off the showroom floor. We don’t have time to wait for ordered ones to come in.”
“Okay, well as you can see we have plenty available for you to choose from. And did you say cars, plural, more than one?” Brett was seeing commission dollar signs and chomping at the bit to make the sales.
“We’re going to get two cars today. Whatever she picks, I’ll have the same. But we’ll want different colors.” I ushered Asia to the car nearest to us.
It was a deep gray color and she ran her fingers over the smooth surface. “I think this one is pretty.”
Brett was quick to point out everything about it, “This is C class, C 300 Cabriolet in Selenite gray. With a 4-cylinder engine, that’s plenty of power for such a smooth driving car.” He opened the door. “Slip inside, Mrs. Simmons.”
