“Wine?” I asked, willing my cock to settle down. My body wasn’t making my job here any easier, but Maisey just had that effect on me, I guess. What was that? Chemistry? Pure sexual attraction? Whatever it was, it had a firm grip on my cock, but to tell you the truth, I didn’t mind it one bit. The air was so sexually charged, it was invigorating.
“Yes, please,” she replied, holding her glass up to me while I poured.
“This is a bordeaux from Armand Rousseau. Apparently, Charmes-Chambertin is one of the most famous Grand Cru vineyards in the Côte de Nuits region of Burgundy.”
“Wow, sounds fancy. You’re into wine?” she asked.
“No… I just ordered the most expensive bottle they had and wrote down everything they told me. I’m more of a beer and whiskey guy to tell you the truth. In fact, I’m usually more of a pizza guy as well.”
Her laughter trickled into the air and I laughed with her, reaching out and pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. She stopped laughing and looked over at me with such sweetness on her face.
“Thank you, Jesse,” she said, “but I want you to know I would have been completely happy with pizza and beer.”
“I know you would have,” I said. “But you deserve nice things, too, Maise.”
She smiled slowly, pensively, and I wished so badly that I could hear her thoughts. It was obvious to me that Maisey had a lot to think about, and probably a lot of pressure on her, as well. I wanted to take her away from all that. I wanted to give her just a little bit of an escape from normal, every day life. Even if it was just for one night.
“Thank you, Jesse,” she whispered, reaching out and putting her hand on mine.
“Shall we toast?” I said, raising my glass to hers.
“Sure,” she nodded.
“To tonight,” I said, clinking her glass to mine, “and good friends.”
“Tonight,” she nodded. “Yes, and good friends.” She sipped her wine, staring at me over the edge of her glass for a long moment. I leaned forward, kissing her wine stained lips quickly and sitting back.
“Let’s eat!” I said. “I’m starved!”
We dug into the dinner like starving animals. Maisey ate with gusto, devouring the oysters and escargot like a champ. Before long, we were feeling the effects of the wine and laughing uncontrollably together. A pink sunset poured a soft pink glow onto her face, the light softly fading into night, until we were sitting under a sky studded with sparkling stars.
“This was amazing… Thank you,” she said. She’d relaxed, she was happy, and she was smiling.
Mission accomplished.
Well, almost.
“I have one more surprise for you,” I said, pulling her to her feet.
“Dessert?” she asked.
“Well, yes, there’s a chocolate mousse in the fridge, but we’ll get to that later.”
“What then?” she asked.
“We have to go downstairs first,” I said.
“Why?”
“Do you always ask so many questions?” I teased. “Come on.” I grabbed the small box that I’d left on the kitchen counter earlier and then led her out my front door and down the hall to the elevator.
“Evening, Jesse,” Grady nodded, holding the elevator for us.
“Grady, we’ll be back in a few minutes. Stay here.”
“Yes, Sir,” he nodded, as the elevator doors closed between us. I pushed the button that led to the parking garage and pulled Maisey close for the ride down the twenty-five floors below us.
“Such a mystery,” she said.
“You don’t like surprises?” I asked.
“I don’t know. I guess it depends on what the surprise is.”
“You’ll see soon enough, impatient one.”
“Okay, okay,” she said, leaning into my shoulder. The elevator doors opened up directly into the garage and we stepped out. I stood behind her and then put my hands over her eyes.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Just walk. Don’t peek,” I said, pushing her forward gently. “We’re going around the corner here to the left.” We rounded the corner and I smiled, staring at the surprise in front of us. She was going to be so excited and I couldn’t wait to see her reaction.
“Alright, are you ready?” I asked. She laughed and nodded.
“I think so,” she said.
“Okay, here we go!” I pulled my hands away from her eyes. Parked in front of us was a brand new black Volvo station wagon with a huge red bow on the roof. I reached into my pocket and handed Maisey a small box.
“What…is…this?” she asked, her eyes wide.
“Open the box,” I said.
“Jesse, what have you done?” she asked, opening the box and pulling out the key inside.
“It’s yours.”
“Oh, my god! Jesse, you’re crazy! I can’t accept this,” she protested, shaking her head vigorously.
“Of course you can, Maise. You said your car broke down. I wanted to do something special for you.”
“That’s really sweet, Jesse,” she said, still shaking her head, “but I can’t. It’s too much.”
“I knew you’d say that,” I said. “But it’s already in your name.”
“Jesse, no. Just the insurance alone…” her voice trailed off, her eyes sliding over and eyeing the car.
“Oh, right. The insurance. I paid for a three year policy. Everything’s in your name, Maisey. Take it. You need it.”
She sighed, looking back at me wistfully, shaking her head slowly.
“You’re crazy,” she said.
“I’m insanely overpaid is what I am. Let me help. It’s no big deal. Besides, I can’t have you riding cabs around the city all day. I need you here helping me… I want you here…”
She stretched up on her toes and kissed my lips gently. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her close, so happy she’d not protested too much about the car.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her pretty green eyes shining
into mine.
“Trust me, Maise, the pleasure is all mine. Let’s take her for a spin!”
She laughed, shaking her head and looking up at me hesitantly. She bit her bottom lip, a gesture so sexy, so reminiscent of the Maisey I used to know, that it made me instantly hard.
If she hadn’t pulled away from me and run gleefully to the car, I would have taken her right there on the hood. But she was so happy, so fucking cute as she slid behind the wheel that I restrained myself again.
There was plenty of time to make love to her later.
I limped over to the passenger’s side of the car and slid in next to her.
I hadn’t been this fucking happy in a long time, and it felt really unfamiliar and wonderful at the same time. Maisey made me want to be around her all the time, no matter what we were doing. And that was the strangest feeling to me.
I’d blown my two time rule completely out of the water at this point.
And I didn’t give one fuck about that.
I smiled over at Maisey as she fiddled with the dashboard, and felt my heart swell, right along with my ever hardening dick.
It was good she was around, I thought.
It was good she was happy.
“It’s beautiful, Jesse,” she said, her eyes beaming with happiness.
“You’re beautiful,” I said, a seriousness washing over me. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Maisey.”
MAISEY
“Yes, yes, right there,” I shuddered, my fingers sinking into Jesse’s hair. His mouth moved against my sex - so warm, so soft, so perfectly skilled - that I was beginning to think he’d sold his soul to the devil for that mouth.
My head fell back on his pillow, my entire body pulsing with pleasure. I melted into his sheets, into his mouth, the slow, sweet caress of his tongue achingly tender, so smooth and velvety as it slid against my skin, sending ripples of blissful pleasure washing over me. His hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my soft flesh, holding me firmly in place as my body writhed beneath his delicious assault.
I was transported. Rocketed into a place so far away, a heaven that only Jesse and I existed in. Everything else disappeared.