Chapter 22 #2
“A declaration of war.” He dunked her again, and she came up sputtering. Then he dove under and grabbed her ankles, pulling her feet out from under her.
Realizing she was outmatched, she called for a time-out and pushed her sopping hair out of her face. “I had no idea you were so mean.”
“Don’t be a sissy. Fight back.”
She saw red at the word “sissy.” Eyeing him shrewdly, she plugged her nose daintily and dropped under the water.
It was just dark enough that he couldn’t gauge her intent until she took his hard cock and a gallon of water into her mouth.
Since she hadn’t touched him anywhere else, she could tell she’d completely shocked him, because he went rigid.
She dragged her teeth gently along his length until he popped free of her mouth, and she floated to the surface, looking up at him triumphantly. “Sissy?”
He shook his head, his eyes wide with pleasure and shock. “That was crazy hot. Do it again.”
She did it again and again and again, until he released into her mouth under the water. Jenny came up for air and a sanity check. Who had she become since she met him? Someone who ran around naked outside, gave underwater blowjobs and was happier than she’d been in years. That’s who.
He dropped down into the water and gathered her into his tight embrace. “If I wasn’t already flat on my fucking face in love with you, I would be after that.”
“You called me a sissy.”
“I’ll never make that mistake again—or maybe I will. The punishment was well worth the crime.”
“You’re flat on your fucking face in love with me?”
“You have to ask?”
“I do like the way you say things, but if you could leave the F bombs at home when you’re with my parents tomorrow night, I’d appreciate that.”
“I’ll try my best,” he said, sounding like a chastised little boy.
“Try very hard.”
“I am very hard.”
“Again?”
“Always, when you’re around.”
“I thought you had to go home.”
“I do,” he said as he lifted her and brought her down on his cock.
Jenny gasped and shuddered as she stretched to accommodate him.
“But not until I take care of you—a couple of times.”
She had no reason to be nervous about her parents meeting Alex. They would love him because she did. But the nerves had been with her all day as she showed her parents around the island, introduced them to several of her friends and took them to lunch at the Oar Bar, which they loved.
By the time they walked into the Lobster House to meet Alex at seven, Jenny was a hot mess. In her twisted mind, this evening had been blown up into something much bigger than it should’ve been.
He stood and took her breath away with the way he looked at her with relief and pleasure and appreciation for the dress she’d chosen. He looked handsome in khaki pants and a light-colored dress shirt that highlighted his deep tan.
She’d been so caught up in him that she failed to immediately notice that Marion was with him.
“Paul and I got our wires crossed,” he said quietly. “I was hoping you wouldn’t mind.”
“Of course I don’t. Hi, Marion. It’s so nice to see you again.”
“Who are you?”
“I’m Jenny, Alex’s friend. We’ve met several times recently.”
“Jenny.”
“Yes, and these are my parents, Hugh and Karen Wilks. Mom, Dad, this is Alex Martinez and his mother, Marion.” Jenny hadn’t mentioned Marion’s dementia to her parents, but they had experience with the ailment and would recognize it for what it was.
“I don’t know these people,” Marion said stiffly.
“They’re new friends, Mom,” Alex said with endless patience, even though Jenny could see the tension in the set of his jaw and shoulders. “Jenny is my girlfriend, and these are her parents.” He shook hands with her parents. “So nice to meet you. Jenny talks about you all the time.”
“Good stuff, I hope,” her dad said, making Alex laugh and breaking the ice.
“All good.”
They were shown to their table, which Alex had upgraded from a four-top to a five before she arrived.
He sat between her and his mother, but as soon as they were seated, he reached for Jenny’s hand under the table, which calmed and settled her.
It would be okay. He loved her, and her parents were thrilled to know that, so Jenny had no need to worry.
“I don’t know these people, Alexander,” Marion said after they’d ordered drinks and dinner. “Where’s Daddy?”
“He couldn’t come, Mom.”
“Why not? I never go out to eat without him.”
Jenny’s heart broke for Alex and the pain it caused him whenever he had to remind his mother that his father had died.
“He’s working late tonight, Marion,” Jenny said. “He’ll see you at home.”
Alex sent her a grateful smile.
“Who are you?”
“I’m Jenny, and these are my parents, Hugh and Karen.”
Marion seemed appeased for the moment with the introductions and took a bite of the roll that Alex had buttered for her.
“What do you think of our island so far?” Alex asked her parents.
“It’s breathtaking,” Karen said. “I can see why Jenny loves it so much.” As her mother said the words, she looked directly at Alex, and the double meaning wasn’t lost on Jenny. Her mother liked him, and Jenny had no doubt her parents respected the gentle way he handled his mother and her condition.
The dinner was a trial for Marion. Her confusion was worse than Jenny had ever seen it before. Under his breath, Alex told her it was a difficult time of day. “Maybe we should go home and catch up with you guys tomorrow.”
“Where’s George?” Marion said. “He should be here. I don’t go out to eat without George. Who are these people? Why are we here?”
Since Alex seemed on the verge of breaking, Jenny leaned across him. “Marion, would you like to go for a walk to the ladies’ room with me?”
“Who are you?”
“I’m Jenny, Alex’s girlfriend.”
“Alexander doesn’t have a girlfriend. He’s too young for such things.” Her gaze narrowed as she studied Jenny. “Are you sleeping with him? I’ll have you arrested! You’re taking advantage of a boy!”
Alex’s audible gasp caught the attention of diners all around them. “I’m so sorry. We’re going to call it a night. It was great to meet you. I hope to see you again while you’re here.”
“It was great to meet you, too, Alex, and Marion,” Karen said. “I’m sure we’ll see you again before we leave.”
Jenny got up to walk them out, but he stopped her with the gentle press of his hand on her arm. “It’s okay. Stay with your folks. I’m really sorry about this.”
“There’s nothing to be sorry about. I’ll call you later?”
“Yeah, I guess.” Without looking back, he escorted his mother from the restaurant.
As Jenny returned to her seat, she told herself it didn’t matter that he’d gone out of his way not to look at her as he said good-bye. The belly that had once fluttered with nerves now sank with dread. His good-bye had felt awfully final.
“Well,” she said to her parents, “that’s Alex. And his mom.”
“She’s so young,” Karen said, her eyes soft with compassion.
“I know.”
“Does he have siblings?”
“He has a brother. They’ve been managing her situation on their own while trying to run their landscaping business. It’s been a struggle.”
“He’s very good with her.”
“Yes, they both are. It’s impressive, but it’s a lot on them, especially living here where there’re no facilities or anything like that. They’re in the process of hiring a nurse to come here to help them.”
“They say the measure of a man is in the way he cares for his mother,” Hugh said. “If that’s the case, then it seems like you’ve found a man truly worthy of your affection.”
Jenny couldn’t agree more, but she also couldn’t shake the feeling of impending doom that had come over her as he’d walked away from her.