Authors: Cassandra P. Lewis
“No, he’s gone to his brother’s, he’s fine” Jackson sips from his glass of red wine and paints on the confident smile that I have grown to adore, “This is fantastic Rosie, honestly I’m happy, I’m really happy” he squeezes my hand and I relax. He’s happy, and so am I.
“Right then, come on men…PUB!” it’s nine pm and an already intoxicated Rafe has decided he’s ready for a visit to the local,
“
Erm watch your mouth you! If you think we’re not coming with you then you’re seriously mistaken” My Mam becomes extremely Irish once she’s had a drink, in accent and attitude. There is no way she is missing out on her annual Christmas sing song at the Miltons Head “Come on then, we’ll be off shall we?”
Pip jumps up excitedly, she loves seeing my Mam drunk
and has her coat on in a blink.
“Yeah Bernie let’s g
o! It’s me and you against the world!” She links my mother’s arm and they lead the way, I’m comforted by the familiarity of this Alvez Christmas tradition and can’t help but smile as we all follow the family matriarch on her stumble to the pub.
We have visited the
Miltons Head every Christmas since we moved to Buxton; Mam turns it into an impromptu karaoke night every year. Dad watches her with an incredible amount of love and pride in his eyes and Rafe and I drink ourselves into a coma.
“BEN” I call as I walk into the pub and see an old friend behind the bar, “Wow, you look great”
“Hey Rosie! Thank you sweetheart. I feel pretty good”
Ben is a year younger than Pip and I. He’s been a waiter at my parents bar since he was sixteen so we’ve grown up together really.
Ben, like most of the guys we grew up with has always been in love with Pippa, but he was the chubby funny kid that we saw as just a good friend and nothing more.
“How long have you been working here?” I question as Pip comes to stand next to me at the bar a
nd I notice Ben’s face light up.
“I just help
out when they’re short really… Hey Pip” Ben smiles a wide gleaming grin and both Pippa and I melt a little, he has certainly blossomed since we last saw him.
We can both see
clearly thanks to the tight fitting t-shirt that he’s wearing that he is now slim and toned. His right arm is tattooed from top to bottom and his face has become chiselled and manly, with neatly groomed stubble matching the length of the hair on his head, he’s never looked so good.
“Hey Ben, you look well”
Pip responds, her voice breathier than usual and he smiles as he starts to serve Rafe. Pip looks at me wide eyed and no words are needed, I know what she is thinking,
“I know” I say as
we head towards the table that Jackson, Matthew and my parents have chosen to sit at and we both giggle like schoolgirls, raising eyebrows but no questions as we take our seats.
Pippa can’t resist spending a large portion of the evening sitting at the bar talking to Ben, she’s a sucker for a pretty face. I can’t help but laugh when I remember her vow to change her ways, but at least I trust Ben, he’s one of the good guys.
Jackson, Matthew and Dad are playing
‘Who Wants to Be a Millionaire’ on the games machine as Mam starts to sing, Pippa of course joins in. In some ways it’s all so familiar but this year feels so different from before, I’m happier than I have ever been and so is my brother.
As we sit listening to ‘Danny Boy’ being belted from the corner of the room Rafe leans over and kisses me on the cheek,
“What was that for?” I ask, slightly confused and surprised,
“I just love you sis, it’s more than I could have hoped for that we would be here together li
ke this, both happy and in love with our men by our sides. I’m just happier than I’ve ever been” I smile and squeeze his hand,
“
Me too big bro, love you.”
Pip is positively giddy as she joins me at the table, Jackson and Dad are at the bar while Rafe and Matthew are dancing to Mam’s duet of ‘Don’t go Breaking my Heart’ with Phil from next door,
“Ben wants to take me out, on a date!”
She grins at me and I smile. I can’t quite believe that we’re talking about Ben but the truth is he has blossomed.
“Wow, that’s great! Are you going to go?”
“Yeah, how weird is that? I’m going on a date with Ben Long! Long by name…” Pippa winks and we both giggle and then flash a smile towards the bar, Ben smiles at Pip and Jackson grins back at me, he looks happy and it feels great.
After an evening of drinking, singing and laughing it’s time to head back home. Jackson has a glow in his cheeks that I’ve not seen before and seems to be finding everything hilarious. As we head into the house Dad tries to encourage everyone to continue drinking, but as Jackson can hardly stand I decide it’s best to get him to bed,
“Come on fella,
its sleepy time!” I try to encourage Jackson to follow me upstairs but I can’t help finding it hilarious that he doesn’t seem capable of walking, “Jackson, it’s time for bed. Come on!” I hold out my hands and pull him up from the sofa that he has just flopped down onto,
“Trying to get me into bed Alvez?” he laughs and
I blush when my family join in,
“Yes, because its half one
in the morning and you’re drunk. Shift it James, upstairs!”
I manage to get him up to my room but not before he offers up a few more innuendos and winks enthusia
stically at my brother and Pippa.
In my room Jac
kson seems to sober up a little. I start to get undressed as he lies down on my bed but he quickly sits back up again,
“Ah jeez the room is spinning Rosie” I worry that he might throw up and pass him the waste bin, “I’m not
going to be sick sweetie, I’m just a bit dizzy. Your family can really drink!” he exclaims, as though he is shocked that he has ended up in such a state,
“Get used to it babe, just you wait until our wedding!” I remove my bra underneath my vest top and thro
w it at him as I say the words. Jackson’s face lights up with a huge grin and he pulls me down onto the bed, rolling me on to my back and coming to rest on top of me,
“Our we
dding! Mmm that sounds so good…Mrs James!” he kisses me and I can’t help but giggle at his enthusiasm for our future nuptials. My mood becomes slightly more serious when Jackson starts to kiss my neck, it’s only been a few days but I’ve missed his touch so much.
“
Jackson…” I try to protest but my voice lacks conviction,
“
Shush baby, we’ll be quiet” Jackson kisses along my collar bone and slides a hand up underneath my top. I’m done for, the feel of his hand against my bare breast is too much and I’m giving in.
Jackson sits up to remove his shirt and we become aware of the noise that my bed makes as he moves,
“Floor” I whisper, laughing and push Jackson down from the bed “Get your kit off then James!”
Jackson s
tands to remove his shirt and I’m thankful that he’s drunk. He momentarily gets it stuck above his head and I can admire his toned abs, a sight that makes me lick my lips every time. Jackson works out at least four times a week and he’s in great shape, my mouth goes dry each time I look at him and I thank the universe that he’s all mine.
As he finally finds his way out of his shirt
I laugh and stand to help him with his trousers,
“L
et me get these for you baby” I look up flirtatiously while I undo his trousers and kneel as I pull them and his boxers down and he steps out of them.
“H
mm much better” I kiss and stroke his thighs and take joy in watching him get hard in front of my eyes. I lick my lips, allowing him to watch me and knowing it drives him wild. I pull my vest up over my head, discarding it to the floor and Jackson takes a sharp intake of breath at the sight of my now naked breasts. I waste no time at all taking him in my mouth.
“
Oh Rosie, that’s good” Jackson says, a little too loud for my liking,
“
Shush baby, we don’t want to wake the neighbours” I wink up at him and then continue to lick and suck the length of his rock hard penis, encouraged by his moans and loud exhalations. I’m becoming more aroused by the second, replacing my mouth with my hand and looking up at my naked man.
I encourage
him to join me on his knees, “Kiss me Jackson” I continue stroking him while he kisses my mouth and then my neck. He strokes up and over my breasts squeezing gently before leaning down to kiss and suck my left nipple and then my right, I squeal a little at the ripple of pleasure that runs through me.
Jackson
strokes a hand between my legs, moving my underwear aside and dipping the tip of a finger inside me, then spreading the moisture upwards. I throw my head back and moan as he starts to massage my clit,
“Shush Rosie.
Do I need to put something in your mouth to keep you quiet?” we both giggle like teenagers trying to avoid getting caught and Jackson sits down and crosses his legs, using his hands on my hips to guide me forward. I straddle his lap and ease just the swollen tip of him inside me as I kiss him deeply, passionately; I’m lost in him again.
Using my hands on his thighs I push myself up as I wrap my legs around him and slowly lower down until he is inside me, completely.
We still for a moment, kissing and adjusting, Jackson runs a hand up my spine and with the other under my backside he supports me as I start to lift up and down, sliding him in and out of me. As the pleasure starts to course through me I bury my face into Jackson’s neck, kissing him to stop myself from calling out.
“That’s it baby,
that’s it” Jackson whispers as he encourages my movements and then lifts me and lays me down on my back. He starts to thrust hard and fast into me and a groan escapes me. Jackson laughs and puts a hand over my mouth, I giggle briefly before becoming overwhelmed by pleasure as he continues to push deep into me, my legs still tight around his back and the familiar waves of an orgasm start to course through me.
My body shakes as I breathe heavily into
Jackson’s hand and he ups his pace as I clench around him. “Oh Rosie, so fucking good” Jackson groans seductively into my ear as he climaxes inside me and then slows to a stop.
He
pushes himself up to look me in the eye, he smiles as he pulls out of me and kneels up between my legs, “Think I can make it to the bathroom like this without being seen?” he winks as asks and I smile as I throw him his boxers,
“No fiend, you’ll give my mother a heart attack with that thing!” I bite my lip and playfully squeeze his
still semi hard penis.
Jackson
pulls on his boxers and tucks himself in as best he can before heading to the door and opening it,
“Oh,
erm hey Rafe!” He freezes at the door,
“Oh...Hi Jackson!” I hear my brother speak from the landing before they both
start to laugh “Great minds!”
“Come on
Rosie, we need to get going or we’re going to miss the train” I’ve been waiting for Rosie to get ready to leave for nearly an hour. She is driving me crazy pottering around checking and double checking that she has everything.
“Ok ok I’
m ready! Sorry, I’m just really nervous Jackson” Rosie zips up her bag and looks at me, biting her lip as she always does when she is unsure about something,
“Rosetta, he is going to absolutely love you, you have nothing to be nervous about. Unless you don’t like dogs?” I smile trying to put her mind at ease
before realising that I have no idea whether she does like dogs or not,
“I love them, and I love you.
Let’s go”
We’re heading up to my Dad’s in Yorkshire for New Year and I’m really excited to see him, it’s been a while and I can’t wait to introduce him to Rosie. Once we get settled on the train, Rosie takes out her laptop and continues working on her new book; I’ve never really seen her work before and it makes me smile. She frowns when she concentrates and slightly pokes her tongue out of the side of her mouth. I smile and she looks up at me,
“Do some work James; you’re the one with a deadline! And stop watching me you weirdo!” she smiles and returns her gaze to her screen. She
’s right; I do have a deadline and it’s fast approaching, so I take out my own laptop and get to work.
“How’s the book coming along slacker?” after a while, Rosie pulls me out of ‘work mode’,
“Good, I feel like I’m getting somewhere finally” I smile at the look of surprise in her eyes, “I do work quickly Rosie, once I get started! How’s yours?” I ask as I close my laptop,
“Good, I’m happy with it. It’s about a sexy chauvinist pig that corrupts an innocent romance novelist, it’s got bestseller written all over it I think!” she winks at me and closes her laptop as we pull into the station.
We change trains at Manchester and as we head towards Leeds I feel excited. I’ve never introduced my dad to anyone that I’ve had a
nything to do with before. I don’t think ‘Dad this is the girl I’m fucking’ would have gone down particularly well so the thought of actually being able to say ‘This is the woman I’m going to spend the rest of my life with’ is an amazing feeling, Dad will have something to be proud of me for, finally. Of course he tells me all the time that he is proud of me and everything that I’ve achieved, but Dad is a family man and he worries constantly about me ending up a lonely old man and regretting my choices.