Driving in silence, I watched as we got out the town centre, surrounded by trees and fields we pulled into a drive, the whole place beautiful and open. The house was breath-taking, I have only seen houses like this in magazines and on TV.

Walking in it is even more beautiful than outside, the place covered in windows, looking out over the trees and fields it was natural and beautiful. The size of the entrance bigger than my whole apartment. Leading me inside, we walk to the kitchen.

"Do you want alcohol, hot drink or something else?" Looking at him was he serious about alcohol.

"It's a little too early for alcohol, so I will stick with a can of coke if you have any?" Watching him walk to the fridge, he opened it, taking out a can of coke, walking towards me he hands me the drink, walking around his kitchen, looking outside it is beautiful, I can't stop looking it is as good as being outside, the windows full length. I almost forgot I was here, he stepped in front of me, his body pinning me against the kitchen worktop. Instantly my body screaming for him, his hand cupped my chin, lifting my face up, my eyes meeting his and he gazed into my eyes.

My heart is pounding fast already, his face slowly moving closer and closer to mine, suddenly his lips on mine, we begin kissing, his lips are so soft, he tastes so sweet. I can't control myself, my hands want to explore his body, running up his chest, feeling his body beneath the shirt, the more I touch the stronger the need to touch him is. 

Why do I feel like I have missed him? I don't even know him, yet I feel like I have known him for ages and he's been out of my life for years. I can't stop myself, my fingers start to unbutton his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath it, the more I touch the less control I have, I am losing control of myself and I love it.

Finally, his buttons are all unfastened, my hands running up his torso to his shoulders, a slight moan escaping my lips as I do, pushing his shirt down, watching it fall to the floor. His hand wraps around my waist, his kiss more forceful, lifting me up onto the worktop, moaning from the pleasure of his hands touching me.

My hands move down, slowly stroking his body, unbuttoning his trousers, his hands grabbing mine, I begin frowning at him for stopping me. His hands pull my top off, his lips back on mine, my hands unfastening his trousers again, moaning against his lips, pulling his trousers down, his shaft now free I can't stop the gasp from my mouth, I had felt it last time, I knew it was big, but I was not expecting it to be this big. 

My body shook all over, I grasp his cock in my hand, as he unfastens my bra, throwing it on the floor, my hand teasing, stroking his cock moaning against his lips, the feel of his shaft throbbing in my hand. His hand pushes against me, my body falling back onto the kitchen side, his lips kissing around my navel, my moans getting louder, my hands grasping his hair, needing and wanting more. His hands gripping mine, standing up, his cock pushing against my sex as his head lowers kissing my breasts, my legs wrapping around him, trying to pull him to me.

His shaft pushing against my trousers, damn things in the way, I am losing my mind, but I can't stop myself from wanting him. His hands unwrapping my legs from around him, trailing back up to my breasts, squeezing them, then moving back down, his hand pulling my trousers and underwear down, dropping them on the floor.

My breathing gets faster, my body begging for him to fuck me, right here on the worktop. His tongue flicked over my hip, slowly kissing down till he reached in between my legs, my sex already wet from excitement, his mouth kissing gently, his tongue slowly stroking my pussy. My moans getting louder as he teases, his tongue quickly flicking over my sex, my hands grasping his hair again, trying to keep him between my legs, my orgasm rising.

I can feel myself falling apart right now under his touch, his tongue teased around my clit, slowly licking it, my back arching my moans getting louder, I want so much more. His tongue moving down, pushing inside my aching pussy, I can feel myself getting to the limit, his fingers rubbing against my clit, and tapping it, the sensation is phenomenal.

I have never experienced anything like it, my back arching more, his name escaping my lips, my body closing, getting closer to the orgasm, my moans getting louder, his tongue pushing in and out of my throbbing pussy, his fingers moving faster over my clit, my moans now turning into screams, I can't control this, my body letting me orgasm, my hands pulling hard on his hair, the feel of my juices running free.

He dragged me off the side, he looks so different, gasping for air as he spins me around, pushing my chest down against the worktop, moaning from the feel, his hands holding me there, I can feel his legs pushing mine open.

His shaft pushing against my core, moaning I try to push back on it, wanting him to give me the full length. He thrust hard, pushing himself inside of me, screaming, I try to get up, I want to move closer to him, his hand, though pinning me down, I love it and for some reason I want more. His hips slowly moving building up a rhythm, thrusting in and out of me, his other hand gently massaging my butt, turning my legs to jelly my whole-body tingling.

A sharp sting across my ass, my screams escaping, legs giving away from the spank, his hips pounding fast and hard, my body getting closer to an orgasm, his hips pushing harder with each thrust, my own screams turning to whimpers as I feel my body begging for a release, his hand moved rubbing up and around my neck, choking me he pulled me upright. He has his hand at the perfect angle, I can breathe yet still feel the pain and pleasure.

My body now moving against his, my hips grinder against him, it is pointless though, his hips are thrusting so fast and hard mine barely makes a difference, his hand still on my throat, his other hand grabs one of my breasts, sending me over the edge, my body giving away as the orgasm took control. He keeps pounding hard and fast, his own moans growing as he is nearly reaching the point to climax as well, his moan loud as he gave a last thrust, the feel of him throbbing inside of me. He moved back, removing his shaft from inside me, going to let go, he stopped noticing my body was going to fall. Pulling me to the floor, we lay panting, out of breath and sweaty. His hand stroked up and down my body, I can feel that he was still shaking with pleasure.

"You can't beat a morning fuck" Jacksons voice quiet breaking the silence, turning to him laughing, trying to steady my breathing.

"I agree" I do, I feel amazing right now, admiring his body, I notice a tattoo, a small footprint wrapped in a blanket, I would love to know what it means but right now isn't the right time for personal questions. Lying here my breathing begins to return to normal, replaying what just happened in my mind, it was unexpected yet amazing.

He seems like a totally different person before we had sex. I can't remember ever feeling so much enjoyment from a man before, I have to admit I love the fact that he controlled whether I could move or not. I have experienced it before, but it was not a good controlling before this time it was, most of my partners have asked me what I wanted and then let me take charge, it feels amazing that he took charge and pleasured me in ways I have never been pleasured before.

"Well, we can't just lie on the kitchen floor all day, I am going to jump in the shower. Want to join me or will you be showering alone?" He was being playful, his hands gently tickling me, I would love to get in the shower with him, but I honestly don't think I can handle anymore sex just yet, I know that will happen if I agree and I still feel like jelly. I'm not used to being fucked like that, all of the men I slept with seem so tame compared to Jackson. I feel so self-conscious as well right now, like I should cover my body and hide.

"I think I will get in on my own, I don't think us sharing a shower would be a good thing right now, I need time to recuperate" Laughing hoping he understood. He laughed back, nodding clearly agreeing and understanding what I mean. His laugh is so cute, yet so manly how is that even possible?

"Okay, give me two minutes, I will grab you a robe to put on" He jumped up, fully naked, my eyes following him, trying to force my eyes to look elsewhere I just failed. How did I manage to get him? Sitting up looking around for the first time I feel uneasy, just realising that we have been fucking in front of a window, a window that is not covered in any way. I hope no one decided to take a stroll and see us, I can feel my face getting red at the thought, the embarrassment of someone seeing us and possibly watching as well, Jackson walks back down the stairs, carrying a robe, he handed it to me.

"I will jump in now, make yourself at home, the living room is through there. No snooping though" He points towards a door, clearly not needing to the room was all windows you can see the sofa and that it is a living room easy, he walked back upstairs, looking around I noticed a few other doors where the room was hidden by walls unlike the living room. It would be wrong to snoop wouldn't it?

Of course, it would, I am guessing the one in the kitchen is probably a closet, walking towards the living my mind reminds me, I have not spoken to Georgina since before I left, I should really check my phone. Walking back towards the kitchen I can't seem to see my coat, walking towards the entrance I can see it in the hall, grabbing my coat I check the pockets, taking out the phone.

My eyes looking up seeing another door, slightly jarred open, no harm peeking if it was already open right? Walking towards it, looking in, it was clearly an office, but the fact I know nothing about his business is making it tempting to go inside and look. 

There is no harm, just walk around to see if anything is lying around that gives an idea of what his businesses are, then maybe I can work out what they are, foolish I know walking inside, I plan to skim over any documents I might see. Walking around the office, I am shocked there is none, not a single document, what sort of man keeps his office so tidy and not a single piece of paperwork left out?

"What did I say about snooping?" Jumping I spin to look at him, Jackson stood at the door, water dripping down his perfect body, my breathing stopping, I need to breath, but he is stopping me just from standing there. I can't not smile, a blush showing on my face, I can feel the warmth, looking at him realising now he looks displeased with me, I need an excuse, phone in hand I have one.

"I am just trying to find a charger, my phone died, and Georgina has probably sent out a search part by now, no snooping honestly" Lie I know, but I hope I sound genuine, he stays looking at me for a few more seconds, then seems to believe me, walking into the office, he opened a draw pulling out a cable and handing me it.

"You can either plug it in here or in the living room, it is up to you, I will show you where the shower is" He points to the corner where the socket is, of course it is going to be plugged in here, I would have another chance to snoop later, I never learn ever, plugging it in I begin to follow him upstairs, my eyes peering at his towel, my mind now hoping it will fall off, why do I want sex already again? He carries on walking, into a room.

"Shower is there, easy to figure out, there is a towel hung up there as well" Standing I find myself staring at him, please just pounce on me like before, my mind going crazy wanting him to do it. Yet he doesn't seem to be thinking about it, or if he is, he is trying to be the gentleman and not pounce on me after I said no.

"I'll bring your clothes up and put them on the side for you" 

He turns walking out, stepping into the shower just standing, my mind clearing of all the thoughts as the water runs down my body, it feels so relaxing, my mind empty, then images of Jackson and downstairs coming back, mixing with the shower, my mind showing me what could have been happening right now had I agreed to shower with him. 

I can't believe I just fucked a guy I basically don't know in his kitchen, what the hell is it with kitchens? Is that a me thing or a him thing?