21. Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Maisie
Mack had gone to Devon with Ace. When I woke up this morning Mack had told me all about Ace wanting to pick up a car part in Devon which was way too big for him to collect by himself. I had no idea what it was, everything about cars went completely over my head.
Ace had said it was "essential to the nosh wagon" so I left it at that and waved them off. They were staying overnight in a hotel as it was quite a long drive and they hadn't left until mid morning. So I had the entire day to myself, which was unexpected but kind of nice. I hadn't spent much time alone lately, what with being so busy at college and my vet placement and then coming home to a full house most nights.
Jax was still here, so I wasn't completely alone. Although, he was a typical teenage boy, spending the majority of his time locked away in his bedroom doing God knows what. He did insist I let him buy me dinner later on though. I expect Mack put him up to it but I wasn't going to complain, who would turn down free dinner right ?
Milo had spent the last hour crying at the front door, somehow sensing that Ace had gone and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. To be honest I might as well sign over my doggy rights to him, I hardly got a look in with my baby anymore.
It was fine, they were both happy and I spent my nights snuggled up to the most gorgeous human being I'd ever seen, so there were no complaints from me.
It was pouring hard with rain outside, the droplets crashing against the window as we were battered with a springtime storm. I hoped the guys were okay, I'd checked the weather forecast and I'm pretty sure they were travelling away from it. Typical British weather though, but to be honest, I quite liked it.
The idea of being snuggled under a blanket with one of my favourite romance books on a rainy day, that's what dreams are made of. That was my reward for later, I still had a few boxes that needed to be unpacked. So I'd decided that if I managed to do that then I'd reward myself with a lazy afternoon before dinner.
I needed the break, life was exhausting most days. I knew it would be worth it though. All of my studies would pay off and I wasn't too far from completing. A couple more years and I'd be a fully qualified vet and able to work in a surgery. I couldn't wait, it called to me. The need to care for something.
I'd spent ages going through all of my boxes. Most of it was old keepsakes from birthdays and things, not that they had been gifted to me, I'd bought them for myself. But that was okay, that was something I was used to.
I'd also come across all of my old school work and report cards, things that a parent was supposed to collect and let grow dusty in the attic. I'd kept it all, I wasn't really sure why but it felt like something my mum would have liked to do, so I did it for her. She'd never see any of it obviously but it made me feel a little better.
There were old bills, certificates, junk mail which was added to my shredding pile and then I came across a familiar folder. It was blue, had crumpled corners and was all bent out of shape. I had absolutely no idea what was in this folder and had no intention of finding out anytime soon. It was a folder that had been given to me not long after my parents died, I'd been told by the social worker that it was a very important folder and I was to take great care of it.
She had said that when I was old enough that she would go through it with me, she was actually incredibly insistent but I just couldn't. It held no interest for me to open up old wounds, it was probably a folder full of junk but I just couldn't open it.
It was as if it were the last piece of my parents that I had and once it was opened then that was it, they were gone. When my eighteenth birthday came, the social worker insisted on going through it with me but I was an adult, I could refuse and I did.
I'm now almost twenty three years old and I still have no idea what that folder holds, maybe one day I'll be ready to open it up and let my parents go but I couldn't see it happening anytime soon. Maybe I could get Mack to have a look at some point in the future, just to make sure it isn't anything important health wise or something like that.
But for now, I shoved it back into the bottom of the box, piled a bunch of old teddies on top and stuffed it under the bed. What I don't know can't hurt me right?
Hours later, when I had been snuggled on the sofa reading a dark romance about twins lusting over their stepsister. Jax came sauntering into the living room with the chinese takeaway menu in his hand, it was so well used you could barely read it anymore.
"Figured we'd get a takeaway instead of going out in the rain, that okay with you?"
"Sure, it's horrible out there." Luckily Mack had text a few hours ago letting me know that they'd arrived safely in Devon. It had taken them much longer than anticipated because of the weather, I was grateful that they'd taken things slowly and gotten there in one piece. I couldn't lose anyone else.
Jax called in our order and settled next to me on the sofa,
"Mind if I put the telly on?"
"Course not." Jax and I hadn't spent too much one on one time together before and he was a typical teenage boy, he didn't say very much. He was quite quiet and shy, I don't think that was the true him though. I'd seen flickers of a confident man under all that anxiety.
Something had happened to Jax and Ace as kids, it wasn't spoken about. But I had a feeling that it was weighing them both down, they'd probably feel a lot better if they got it off their chests.
"You doing okay Jax?"
"Yeah I'm good," it was seriously like getting blood out of a stone and since the compromising position he'd found Mack and I in at the campsite, things had been a little … uncomfortable.
"You know you can always talk to me right? If you need to that is, it must be tricky not having any women about but I'm here now and you can talk to me about anything. I'm in no way an expert on life but I'm a good listener …"
Jax nodded, looking so much like a little boy, even though he towered over me.
We sat in silence for a long time, waiting for our chinese to arrive.
"Maisie?"
"Yeah?" I looked up from my book, giving him my full attention.
"You … you don't have parents either do you?"
Not what I was expecting.
"I don't, my parents died in a car accident when I was ten. I've been alone ever since."
"Shit," Jax exclaimed, "That really sucks, I'm sorry."
"Thanks, I'm okay. Especially now I've got you guys."
"So … it gets easier?" Jax asked, I could see the heartbreak in his eyes.
"It does. Still hurts like hell but time numbs it a little. What happened to your parents Jax?"
He gave me this look, it was a mix of shock, fear and pain but mostly heartbreak.
"You sure you want to know, it's not pretty."
This poor man, his shoulders were bunched up to his ears. I could feel the tension coming off of him in waves.
"If you want to tell me, I'll listen. If you don't want to tell me, I'll still be here too." I reached out and grabbed his hand, he was like the brother I never had. So was Ace. Ace was incredibly protective of Jax, almost like a parent would be.
He took a deep breath, swallowed the lump in his throat before opening up his heart and telling me his story.
"Ace and I were abused our whole lives. My dad was … is a disgusting man. He beat us, he starved us. He was even worse to our mum. She was so beaten down that she couldn't even protect us, it was as if she wasn't even there anymore."
Tears burned my eyes as I listened to this man telling me his story. His big green eyes lifted to mine, sadness radiating from deep within him. All I could do was nod to tell him to continue, if I said even one word then I'd end up a crying mess hanging off of him.
"When I was fifteen, we c-came home from school one day to find our m-mum tied to the dining room table. She was naked and there were lots of men doing stuff to her … you know, sex. Turns out our mum was dead. She had died on that table. My dad killed her."
"Jesus Jax." I couldn't stop myself scooting across the sofa and taking him in my arms. This big, brave man had been through hell and back and I was incredibly honoured that he'd chosen me to open up to.
We cried together on that sofa, years of pent up anguish leaving his body in huge wracking sobs. I tried my best to stay strong for him but my heart was breaking for those two little boys who had become like brothers to me.
"Where is your dad now?"
"He's in prison, he'll likely be in there until he dies."
"Has he ever tried to get in touch?"
"Yeah … he writes every month. Ace doesn't think I know about it, he throws the letters on the fire without even opening them". He huffed a breath, gaining back control of his emotions.
"I worry about him … Ace I mean. He's always so strong and has always looked out for me but he holds it all in. He saw and experienced a hell of a lot more than I did, he protected me. One day he'll break, one day it'll become too much. I c-can't lose him too."
"You won't, if that happens one day, neither of you are alone anymore. We're your family, we'll fight these demons together okay? You don't need to be frightened anymore. We've got you."
I brought him back into my arms and pressed a kiss to the top of his head like a little kid.
"Thanks Mais. Mack is one lucky bastard to have you, you know?"
"Yes I do … and yes he is." I joked. But really, I was the lucky one. To finally be surrounded by family.
Mack
I found it! I actually bloody found it, after months of tears and anguish I could finally bring that beautiful smile back to my girls face.
When Ace and I had rolled up to J.D's, he had been incredibly helpful. He'd kept it safe out back and was surprised that we had made it down so quickly. I'd given him the back story of what happened and he'd decided that he didn't want to charge us for it.
He'd only paid a small amount of money for it, it didn't hold much monetary value but the sentimental value it held was unmatched. Maisie was going to be so happy that I'd found it and I'd preen like a peacock at her praise.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon by the time we left J.D's and went in search of dinner. Ace had been suspiciously quiet and reserved, not the usual two words I'd ever use to describe him. We had just sat down to dinner in a local restaurant when I came out with it,
"Ace, what's wrong mate?"
"Hmm?" he lifted his eyes up to mine, he looked exhausted.
"You don't seem like yourself, you alright?"
"Yeah … I'm alright."
"You can always talk to me you know, about anything". I told him and I meant it, he'd been amazing towards me over the months and I owed him.
"I – I met someone …"
"You did? That's amazing. What's she like?" I questioned.
"She's … amazing. We've been talking online for a while."
"Yeah?" I couldn't fathom why he was being so cagey.
"Yeah, we haven't met in person yet. She lives an hour or so away, she's coming to Meadowside next weekend".
"Sounds great mate, what's her name?"
"Her names Lily, we talk all day everyday, through text obviously. She gets me you know? Like a best friend".
"Do you think you'd like to be more than friends? You seem sad …"
"I'm not sad, but what if she doesn't like me when she gets here? I've never connected with someone instantly like I have her. It's not just physical, which of course she's bloody stunning. But we are friends first you know? What if I'm too much for her?"
"Mate, you're a great dude. She's going to love you, just be yourself and it's good to be friends first. That's how I feel with Maisie, she's not just my girlfriend, she's my best friend too."
"Thought I was your best friend?" he tells me with a smirk.
"You know what I mean dipshit." I told him with a responding smirk and shake of my head.
"Just be friends first, there's no pressure. How long have you been talking?"
"About six months …"
"Six months?! Jesus, you kept that quiet. What about all the other girls you've been 'seeing'? There's been quite a few recently mate."
"I know … they're just physical, a means to an end, but I think I want more, you know? I want what you guys have and Hugh and Grace. I want that."
"Then have it mate, if not with Lily then with someone else. You'll find your person, I'm sure of it."
We spent the rest of the evening chatting, laughing, eating and drinking too much beer. It was gone nine o'clock in the evening by the time we each staggered into our hotel rooms with plans to leave for home early the next morning.
I stripped off my clothes, placing Maisie's locket on the bedside table, I was so excited to give it to her and see her face when she saw it again.
After a quick shower, I climbed beneath the covers in just my boxers before picking up my phone and Facetiming my girl.
After a few rings her beautiful face filled my screen, she had a relaxed happy smile on her face. Her wild curls framing her face on the pillow beneath her. She was wearing a silky vest top, the swells of her beautiful breasts pushing out of the top, making my mouth salivate as blood flooded to my groin causing my dick to swell.
"Jeez you're gorgeous," I told her.
"So are you muscles, are you missing me?"
"More than ever my beautiful little flame. Is the bed cold without me?"
"It is," she breathed out a sigh and forced a sad smile onto her face, pushing out her bottom lip, making me wish I was there to nip at it.
"Did you have a good day baby?" I knew she had eaten dinner with Jax, I'd left him some money to treat her to dinner.
"I did, Jax and I had chinese. The weather has been crazy so we haven't left the house all day. I've read, I've unpacked some more boxes and now I'm just chilling in bed watching a film … I wish you were here."
I wished for that too, more than anything. Every night that I spent snuggled with Maisie was a dream come true and every time I was inside her it was like fireworks were exploding and a marching band was thumping a rhythm inside of my chest.
"I wish that too beautiful, I'll be back tomorrow. In the meantime, you know what I wish for?" My voice was breathy, heavy with lust. Just looking at her set my blood on fire.
"Hmm?" I could see the lust and love reflected back at me in her gaze.
"I wish you'd show me those beautiful tits …" My tongue swept across my bottom lip, her eyes tracking the movement before mirroring me. Fuck, her mouth was exquisite. "Show me what's mine."
"Only if you show me my beautiful cock …"
Her filthy mouth would never fail to take the breath out of my lungs.
She sat up, leaning her phone on her bedside table and positioning it so that I could see all of her. She swept her silky top over her head, showing me what was mine. Small, perky breasts with lickable dusty pink nipples that were hard and begging for my attention.
"Squeeze them for me baby, pretend it's my hands on you."
She did as I asked, bringing both hands up to her chest, squeezing and plucking at her taut peaks, letting out a barely audible groan. My cock was so hard it was trying to burst through the cotton of my boxer briefs.
As if sensing my thoughts, Maisie's soft voice came through the phone, "Take it out for me, show me what's mine." She echoed my words back to me as I followed her instructions immediately. I placed my phone on my bedside table, positioning it just like she had hers, so she was able to see all of my body on her screen. Little did she know I'd placed her right next to her locket on the table.
I laid back on the pillow and lifted my hips, allowing me to pull the fabric down my thighs, kicking them off onto the floor. My hard cock bobbed when set free, slapping against my abs before I took it in my hand and began to stroke. Slowly, so slowly as I watched her lustful eyes locking on me through the screen.
"Good boy," she whispered with a smirk. There was something about being called her good boy that made me harder than granite, and she knew it.
Her breathing was coming in thick and fast, matching mine. Her hands still caressing her breasts.
"You gonna show me my pretty pussy baby?"
A silent nod was her only response as she went up on her knees on the bed, bringing her stunning body closer to the screen. She lowered her matching silky shorts down her hips, showing me …
"Fuck, no panties?"
"Only for you Mack."
She settled back on her arse on the bed, arching her back, stretching her beautiful body, making me want to climb through the screen and take a bite.
"Show me," I told her, still stroking my hand up and down my hard length. Precum was dripping from the head, ready to blow.
Maisie brought her feet up onto the bed, feet and knees together before letting them fall open and giving me my first glimpse of her pretty wet pussy, I could see her glistening. Ready for me.
"Touch that pretty clit for me baby, tell me how it feels. "
She finger walked her hand down her body, teasing me, prolonging the anticipation before finally reaching the soaking wet heaven between her legs. She moaned out loud at the very first contact her fingers made with her clit, moving her fingers in small firm circles. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back in pleasure.
"Eyes on me baby." I told her, moving slightly closer, trying to get the very best view of my very own personal porno.
Her eyes shot open and she moaned and writhed on the bed, two slick fingers disappeared inside of her causing my own groan to ripple out of my body.
"Pump harder Mack, pretend it's my pussy wrapped around you, milking you, squeezing you." I had to squeeze myself at the base of my cock to stop from coming on the spot.
I complied though, stroking my big hand up and down my thick veiny cock, I was so hard the skin strained across my head. My pulse thumping beneath my hand as pure ecstasy swept through my body.
"Keep going baby." I watched her slick fingers disappear in and out of her, her thumb pressed onto her clit as she moved it slowly. Her nipples were rock hard, her chest heaving to match my own. Sweat was beginning to form across my chest and abs. The muscles straining as I pumped.
I was getting closer, warmth beginning to spread through my limbs.
"Please tell me you're close baby." I asked her, almost pleading with her to let go.
"So close ..." She trailed off before making eye contact with me and pressing the trigger.
"Come for me like a good boy," my body erupted instantly, my cock turning unbelievably solid as I shot ropes of hot come across my chest and abs. Moaning out her name, desperately trying to keep my eyes open to watch her own orgasm sweep through her body.
Maisie's chin was pressed to her chest, fingers pumping furiously inside her before she finally stilled and soaked the bedsheets beneath her. Her soft body glistening with sweat as she shook from her own pleasure.
She was unbelievably wet, come coating her fingers, I almost came again just watching her. I lay spent and satiated, covered in my own come as I watched her drift back to earth.
She lifted her head and laid those sleepy eyes on me, the connection so deep and meaningful it almost took the breath from my lungs.
"I love you Maisie," I told her. She wouldn't say it back, fear holding her back. Although I knew she felt it. A flash of guilt swept across her face, which I halted immediately.
"I know baby, you don't need to say it. I know …"
She gave me a gentle nod, grateful for my understanding.
"Why don't we get cleaned up?"
We both left our phones where they were before moving to get cleaned up, before coming back together and laying down in our respective beds, just watching each other through the screens. Before long Maisie's eyes began to flutter closed, mine mirroring hers. We hadn't made a spoken agreement to fall asleep together, it just happened.
I fell into a peaceful slumber, seconds after watching Maisie's eyes drift closed and her breathing even out.
I fell asleep with love in my heart, hope for a peaceful future and Maisie's beautiful face on my mind.