Chapter 15
She must have dozed off after her powerful orgasm. When Lucy opened her eyes, Jackson was gone from the office. She sat in her chair, still naked.
Four clothespins laid on her desk next to a handwritten note: "In case you were wondering about the source of your torment (or pleasure?). Apologies for leaving, but I really do need another 15 minutes or so in my office. - J... P.S. I took the liberty of deleting your last email from the system... after saving a copy for my personal files, of course."
She smiled, relieved that her raunchy photo was safely hidden from unintended recipients.
Lucy dressed and headed to the restroom to make sure she looked presentable. When she returned to the office, Jackson was there waiting for her. "I thought we could take a walk."
She smiled, delighted at the chance to explore the forest she had been admiring from the window.
Jackson placed her hand in his and they strolled out of the building, across the lawn, and into the forest.
"This place is magical." She remarked looking at the lush greenery and brightly colored flowers that surrounded them as they walked.
Jackson chuckled. "You have no idea, little one."
The sound of his laughter sent a small spark to her nipples and she was reminded of their fun back in her office. She realized it had actually only been
her
fun. Jackson hadn't gotten off.
"I'm sorry for leaving you hanging up there. I didn't intend to give you blue balls." She looked up at him through her eyelashes.
"Oh, don't worry about that, but I will gladly accept a raincheck. Until very recently, self-control was known as one of my strongest assets."
"And what has changed?" She asked, flirting with him.
"An exceptionally sexy woman arrived and blinded me with her... assets." He grinned at her devilishly. "But, Ms. Prince, I took you out here in the hopes that we would be distracted by the beauty of nature enough to talk. I promised myself I wouldn't fuck you until we at least get to know each other a little better and I must admit my patience wearing dangerously thin."
"Awe, where's the fun in that?" She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. He responded with a spritely swat to her ass.
"There's not really much to tell about me. I'm from a small town, nothing like Pine Creek though. I used to be really chubby. I'm an only child and not close with my parents. I moved to the city a year ago. You already know what I do for work. Oh, and I hate onions. Can you fuck me now?" Lucy said in mostly one breath.
Jackson let out a deep belly laugh. "Your insolence is wholeheartedly appreciated, little one." Jackson sighed. "I'm afraid my story is a bit more complicated. But you'll be pleased to know I also have a distaste for onions." He winked at her.
"Well, let's see. You're from Pine Creek, born and raised. Tyson's your nephew, so you must have at least one sibling. I met your Aunt Mae. Your dad Paul passed a couple years ago and was Hank's best friend. You run a really fantastic company that operates like a well-oiled machine... Hmm... have I missed anything yet?"
"Well, well, well. I'm impressed with your research skills, Ms. Prince! I may have to add you to my intel team. But yes, there are a few rather important things you failed to mention." Jackson tensed, obviously not looking forward to the next part of the conversation.
Lucy reached up to touch his cheek. "Look, I know there's a lot more to you than what I've just said. But I just want you to know now, I like everything I've seen so far. I think... I think I'm falling for you, Jackson." She looked up at him and the emotion in his deep black eyes took her breath away. He met her lips for a kiss.
She spoke in between kisses, realizing the opportunity to ask a question that had been rolling around in her mind. "Is that eye thing genetic? You know, sometimes they're black, sometimes amber. Tyson and Emma's kinda do it too. I've never seen anything like it."
Jackson turned to her, looking careful. "How much do you know about wolves, Lucy?"
Well that's a weird way to change the subject.
"Um... not much? They live in packs, howl at the moon, I don't know?"
"Would it surprise you to know that Pine Creek is known for it's quite large wolf population?"
Lucy looked into the forest around them, suddenly wary of the shadows. "Um, I guess not? I mean, it's pretty secluded. And I suppose that would explain all the wolf carvings at the hotel."
Jackson smiled down at her. "Very observant, little one. But, you'll be pleased to know that even with the large number of wolves in the area, there has not been a single attack on a human in many decades." Lucy's shoulders dropped with obvious relief.
