Chapter 19
Jack
I pick up my lazy dog, My hands itch to fiddle with Alex's hair, he was gorgeous, all disheveled. Seeing him there, lying there, my body reacted to the desire I felt, and his body ached to be touched and satiated. Trying to overcome my desire, I head towards the door, but before I leave, I hear Alex's voice, which shakes my structures. — Jackeline! — I hear his voice hoarse from sleep and that makes my legs go weak just listening to it. — Well, no! - I answer not wanting to look at him. - Sleep here tonight! – she asks me and I'm surprised, I didn't think it was a good idea to stay there next to him. Temptation is too much, the two of us close to each other. — Better not, Senhor Mendonça — I speak quickly, I don't trust myself around him. — We'll talk tomorrow. — Jackeline, for God's sake! Stop calling me Mr. Mendonça! -he asks frustrated, I didn't even realize I was calling him sir. - Sleep here we have a separate room and don't worry I won't attack you! - Alex, you're an asshole! I let go when I heard his joke. "You think you're the last cookie in the pack, don't you?"
- Yes I know that! And you know it too! - He jokes - Since he never forgets to call me an asshole.
"I'm glad we agreed on one thing!" I appreciate the accommodation, but I have to go, Estrelinha and I have to have our beauty sleep. I answer quickly, wanting to get out of here soon.
"Stubborn woman, my God!" He moans and I could tell I was driving him crazy. Alex gets up from the couch and stares at me until I end up saying a little reluctantly. - Okay! I will sleep here! I just need a bowl to put water in. - Hallelujah! he screams and I'm afraid the twins woke up to this. 'Now we're going to get a bowl and some newspapers for Estrelinha.' He calls me and I go after him. When we get to the office, the images we had there at that moment come back to haunt me and I want to run out of there. - If I'm not mistaken I think I have some newspapers. I looked like the shadow of the man who was walking up and down until we got to the kitchen, he takes a bowl, fills it with water and we head towards the bedrooms. 'If you want to take a bath!' He points to the bathroom.
“It might be a good idea, but I don't have any sleepwear. - Only a moment! — Get out of the room. - Where did you go? - I ask when I see him return. - I went to my room to get something comfortable for you. — Shit!!! I would sleep in his clothes. - Thank you! I thank him, wishing he didn't notice my reaction.
"Anything you need, just call me and I'll be here in the next room," he warns. “I don't think I'll need it, thank you, have a great night. - I say and realize that he leaves the room a little annoyed.
I sit on the edge of the bed and start taking off my sandals and dress, I'm so distracted I think I hear a groan. I shake my head thinking it's my imagination. I hear another moan and at first I think it could be the twins and then I remember that they weren't there in that room and I come to the conclusion that it would be Alex. I'm curious, is he okay? Although, when he left my room just now, he was doing very well! Then an idea comes to me and I stop to think, is this really what I'm thinking? I lean my ear closer to the wall and hear a few more moans, which made me wet with tension. "Fuck..." He was jerking off and it turned me on. I go with my hand to my pussy, push my panties away and start to stick a finger inside me and end up touching, trying to stifle the moans that were starting. the other hand, I squeeze my breasts and I pinch and squeeze wanting to feel like it's him and not my hands. And when I'm about to come, I hear him mutter my name, which makes me come too. I'm still pretty throbbing and sore from momentary pleasure. I notice the silence in the other room, I get up still shaking, take a quick shower, put on the shirt he lent me and go to bed. Already in bed, I start to think about whether or not I should give up this job after what happened to us.
I would be lying if I said that Alex doesn't shake my structures. He messes with me, and that's the truth. Finally I sleep with my dog by my side.
One hour later...
“Damn…” I moan in frustration, feeling my whole body trembling and wet with sweat. Then I remember the dream I was having, with Alex possessing me with love, passion, worshiping me. I'm completely in love with him. What do I do now? I sleep, at least I try.
