After dinner, we took the bottle of wine and our glasses, went out on the terrace, and took seats in the lounge chairs facing Manhattan. It was getting dark, and the city was brightly lit up.

“I can see why you love it out here. It’s beautiful and relaxing.” I lay back in the chair with my glass of wine.

Chapter Fourteen

Jackson

“Did your mother ever tell you why she was against relationships?” I asked as I glanced over at her.

“No. I asked her once, and she just said it was how she felt. She wouldn’t give any explanation.”

“That’s odd because usually, people feel that way from an experience, like me and Jules. We grew up in an environment that showed us that two people could never be together very long. Someone must have hurt her deeply at some point in her life to make her feel that way. Maybe your father?”

“I don’t know. According to her, she didn’t even know who my father was. But sometimes I got the feeling she was lying,” she spoke with sadness in her voice.

“Come here.” I held out my hand to her.

She took hold of my hand, got up from her seat, sat on my lap, and wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Do your parents live in New York?” she asked.

“My mother lives here, and my father lives in Chicago. He isn’t there much, though. He and Katerina travel ten months out of the year.”

“Wow. Where do they go?”

“All over the world. You name it, and he’s been there.”

“So maybe wife number five is a keeper?” She grinned.

“Who knows. They’ve been married for five years, the same as my mother. But Jules told me that she and husband number four are having some issues.”

“You have had a lot of step mommies and daddies.” She laughed.

“I have, haven’t I?” I smirked.

Feeling her hot ass on my lap was causing my cock to rise, and I couldn’t wait any longer to get her into my bed.

“Do you feel that?” I asked with a smile.

“Of course, I do, and I think it’s time to put it to good use.”

Wrapping my hand around the nape of her neck, I devoured her mouth while my other hand grabbed her breast.

“Can anyone see us up here?” she asked.

“Unfortunately, yes. So, we better head into the bedroom if we’re going to continue this.”

After she climbed off my lap, I took hold of her hand and led her to my bedroom. My hands slipped under the straps of her dress as I pulled it off her body, took a step back, and stared at the perfection before me.

“Just stand there and let me look at you,” I spoke as I slid my shirt off and then took down my pants.

Her top teeth slid across her bottom lip as I took down my underwear, and her eyes diverted straight to my hard cock.

“I want that beautiful mouth wrapped around me,” I spoke as I slowly moved towards her.

She reached back and unhooked her bra, tossed it to the floor, and got down on her knees in front of me, wrapping her sensuous lips around my cock. My fingers tangled through her hair as she slowly took her time, licking and sucking like no one else ever had before.

“Fuck, Emily,” I panted as the buildup came. “Don’t stop. My God, don’t stop.”