To Bryce and TMNH48, I appreciate the reviews you two have been sending me the last few chapters. I'd like to respond via PM, but this'll have to do!
There be massive lemon in these waters. Ye be warned!
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Assuming Kim
I couldn't sleep. I mean, I was asleep. Nightmares though, bad ones. Jack's family saga has embedded itself in my mind. I couldn't stop dreaming about Jack's Big Bad Wolf of a dad coming and fighting him for the kids. In my messed up nightmares, Jack lost.
I had to go see him. I knew it was a nightmare, but I can't sleep until I see him for myself. Needless to say, I was pretty happy when he almost ran into me. So now here I am, just having changed into a pink and green floral print bikini bottom with a light green top. A late night swim is just what I think the doctor ordered for the both of us.
I leave my room again to see Jack in trunks this time with a towel. "Leave it to you to be adorable and sexy at the same time." Jack doesn't even try to hide the fact that he's eye groping me. And I'm totally okay with that, to be honest. He's the only one that gets to. Ever.
I don't really have a reply for that, just a smile and a kiss to his chin. I loop an arm through his and together we go to the twenty-four hour pool. Given that it's 2:25 in the morning, I'm not surprised when we see it empty.
A smirk plays across Jack's lips and I know he has an idea I'm going to object to at first, but end up doing because this is Jack, after all.
Jack discards his shirt and my eyes drop to his chiseled body of their own accord. This guy, I tell ya. "Kim, you've seen me shirtless at least a dozen times." Jack says with a smirk, shaking his head.
"Yeah, your point?" I ask, focusing on his abs while he laughs.
"You still stare every time." Jack gives me a look that says it's my move. I look around and seeing that we're in the clear, I untie my bikini top and flash him. His eyes drop instantly and I smirk as I can feel the intensity of his stare on my chest. "Okay, you have a point." I tie it back into place and walk to the edge of the pool.
I dip my toe in and pull it back out with a shiver. "Sweet baby beluga that's chilly!" I say crossing my arms.
Strong arms era around me and pick me up. "Oh god Jack, no!" I squeal as he takes a few steps back and takes off with a run, jumping in with me clutched to his chest.
He comes up laughing but stops as soon as he sees the glare I refuse to drop... until it turns into a smirk. "Kim, no. I don't know what you're planning yet, but the answer is no." Jack tells me, pointing a finger at me.
I dip under the water, resembling a fit, blonde hippo. Jack expects me to raise up and spit water at him, I bet. That's the beauty of ny ruse. He's completely surprised when I jump up and dive at him, tackling him and knocking him backwards into the water.
Given our lean builds and muscle masses, we begin to sink to the bottom, Jack holding me in his arms. Even under water, he dares to mold his lips to mine so close. By working together, we move our lips open together so we can caress each others tongues and explore each others mouths without taking in water. This is probably the hottest kiss I have ever participated in. It has to be.
Finally we go up for air, our mouths still locked together. Once we reach the surface, we break lip contact and take in healthy breaths of air, our ears not breaking contact. "Damn, Kim." Jack runs his hands through his soaked hair
"Damn yourself." I say, touching my fingers to my lips. As soon as I move my fingers, Jack's eyes focus on my lips and he traces his with his tongue, his hunger for me on full display. How do I put this elegantly? I'm not just wet from the pool right now.
I close the mere inches between us and attack his neck, sucking on his pulse point like a... how did Anne put it? A starving vampire.
Jack sighs and takes a hold of my lower back. I hop up and wrap my legs around his waste, my tongue and lips never leaving his red hot neck. I should think about how he's going to explain this master hickey to his mom tomorrow, but I don't care right now. He's a big boy. Speaking of big boy...
I can feel Jack's length pressing between my thigh and my core, and it makes me so much hotter. I can't help but grind into it a little as I trail kisses and licks up his neck and gently nibble his earlobe. Everytime I worry it, he subconsciously bucks and I smile at my new found nervous connection.
Jack's hands glide below my lower back and he slips them down my bikini bottoms to take a soft hold of my butt. His rough hands from years of karate training and manual labor is a delicious clash from my pristine skin, sending shockwaves throughout my entire body.
"You're so perfect, Kim." Jack grunts into my ear after an especially aggressive thrust on my part, the head of his shaft only kept from my entrance by our swim wear. I don't think Jack's been this hard since I took him into my mouth last week. I feel like that was quite the experience for the both of us.
Jack takes a firm hold of my butt and lifts me up, making me unwrap my legs from him. I wonder what he's doing until his lips clamp around my left nipple over my top. I throw my head back and whimper when I feel his tongue flicking against my hardened peak over and over. Did he learn this somewhere? Is he just letting his libido take over? Do I care?
My hands are in his hair, pushing him harder against my chest and I can feel him smile against me. It's good to know we're both having a hell of a time.
Jack lets me down and I feel his hands leave me ass, making me wonder where they're going. My question is answered as I feel them untie my top. Part of me wants to say no because of where we are, but part of me likes this. Oh god, am I slowly becoming a voyeur daredevil?
My thoughts are broken when I feel that Jack has successfully got past the knot. He takes a step back and looks at me, waiting. "Kim, this is up to you now. I know where we are, so if this is as far as we go, I'm okay with that. I'll just take a shower after this and take care of myself."
"Wow. That was pretty straightforward. Respect." Jack chuckles at that. "I don't see anyone around, do you?" I ask with a sly smile as I slowly drag one strap and then the other down my arms. My top is in my hands now, dangling from a finger. I don't take my eyes off Jack as I back up till my back hits the wall of the pool. I reach behind me and put my top on the edge of the pool incase I have to grab it in a hurry.
Jack makes his way over to me, his eyes still on mine as he tentatively reaches out and takes one of my breasts in each hand. I rest my head on the edge of the pool and my eyes roll back as his rough hands massage my chest, his fingers occasionally pinching a nipple.
I sigh and whimper again as his tongue takes an excruciatingly slow pace to lap at each of my nipples in turn, before I feel his lips encase my bare skin and suck ever so gently like he's afraid of hurting me. Maybe he's nervous.
"More please, Jack?" I moan, rising to my toes in search of higher gratification from his hot mouth. Jack grants my request by worrying my peak between his teeth and I can't help but squeak. My body arches and his hands are at my waste. I one stays there but the other dips below the front of my bikini bottom and I moan out again as his thumb catches my clit.
"Oh fuck, Jack!" I throw my arms around his neck as his thumb makes circles around my growing nub and fingers brush against my womanhood. "Please Jack, don't stop." I plead as his hand picks up speed. I bite down on his shoulder so I don't cry out. His pace quickens with my breathing and shuddering as he rubs me harder and faster. "Please please please I'm so close." I beg. He answers by sliding a finger in me and I feel my walls constrict around his digit.
I bite him again as he starts pumping his powerful arm. "Oh, Kim." Jack grunts as he focuses on what he's doing between my legs.
All bets on me being quiet are off when he adds his seemingly massive middle finger. "Mmm!" I bite my lip and try not to lose it. His thumb goes back to work above my entrance and within moments I explode around his fingers. I cry out as Jack works me through the most intense orgasm.
Jack removes his fingers and holds my jellied frame. I try to speak, but only murmurs and sighs escape. "Was that okay?" Jack has the audacity to whisper against my neck.
"Hmm. " Is all I manage, but I can feel my lips are pulled into a smile.
"We're almost done." Jack says and my eyes fly open wide. Almost?!
Jack picks me up like he just hunted me, which I feel like is quite fitting here. He walks us over to the sauna, my discarded bikini and two towels in hand.
He opens the door and he lays down a towel on the second level of benches, and another on the lower level. He sits me down on the higher bench. He places a hand on my belly and gently pushes me back. I only follow at his urging, curious and nervous as to what he has planned.
I'm braced on my elbows and forearms with room to lay back if I want to. What Jack has in mind is made obvious to me when he kneels down on the bench below me as he puts his hands on my thigh.
Jack parts my legs and stares right between them before locking eyes with me. He reaches out with one hands and swipes a finger over my core and retracts it before bringing it to his mouth. He sucks on the tip of his finger and hums. I moan shamelessly at the act.
"Gorgeous and honey sweet." Jack's voice rumbles and I shiver at the sound. He's going to be my undoing, right here.
He slowly begins to lean in, his eyes still trained on mine incase I think about stopping. That's absolutely not going to happen. He keeps looking at me but I break his gaze to watch his tongue peak out just before the warm tip meets my slick folds. Just that initial touch is all it takes for me to gasp at this brand new sensation.
I whimper as Jack traces my lips from top to bottom. With each full pass he applies more tongue and more pressure until my head falls back and I try not to buck into his handsome features.
He takes a hold of my thighs and pulls me down the towel until he's holding my ass up so I'm arched. He wants me to lose it. Jack doubles down on his efforts until I'm crying his name, trying to keep it down. It's difficult with his hands kneading my ass and I cry out even louder when his tongue dips IN me!
"Fuck me with that mouth!" I can't believe I just said that! Where did that come from? I don't care right now, I really don't. Jack pushes his face deeper and he hits new territory. "Hmph!" I groan, both my hands pulling on his long brown hair.
"Jack!" I pant as I feel I'm about to burst again. "Jack, I'm about to lose it." I warn him.
"Let go, I want you to." Jack says after pulling his face out from between my legs, his face coated in my wetness. His fingers go in as his mouth roughly sucks on my clit. In only moments, I shoot off the bench as I come, Jack licking up all he can like he's been lost in a desert.
Jack cleans me up the best he can and I just let him, enjoying the buzz as I come down and the relaxing warmth my high and the sauna provide.
Jack comes up and lays down next to me on the towel, his hands behind his head. He's feeling pretty cocky and he deserves it.
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Jack and I make our way back to our rooms like he didn't just work me over in the pool and eat me out in the sauna still I screamed.
He walks me to my door, his hands on my waist as I unlock it. He loosen his grip so I can turn to face him. "I'll see you in the morning." I peck his lips and I blush, looking at the floor afterwards.
"Beauty, are you okay?" Jack asks, hooking my chin with his finger and raising my head so I will look at me.
"Yeah, it's just... that was a new experience for me. I've never had someone that intimate with my body. I guess I'm having post subconsciousness, if that makes sense." I admit.
Jack chuckles and shakes his head. "I understand, but you shouldn't feel that, Kim. You're a temptress and a vixen. I could have stopped after I took care of you in the pool. That was an added bonus. Making you my midnight snack in the sauna had been my intention as soon as we entered the pool room." Do all Midwest boys use that kind of vocabulary? Just his wording gets me just a teeny bit hot.
I can tell I'm blushing at his word choice because he always gets that victorious smirk. "Tasty little snack at that. Mph!" Jack shakes his head once.
"Good night Jack." I say in one quick breath as I run in my room, my face redder than red.
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Assuming Jack
Well this has been fun. Not exactly what I had in mind when I left my room for a workout. I'm more than happy it happened though. I think I found my new favorite hobby.
Seeing just how late... early, I guess, I really should get some sleep. That's easier said than done. I just know as soon as I close my eyes, my mind is going to put me right back in that pool with Kim shaking under my arm and her walls spasming around my fingers. I never really thought about if it was possible to have someone's taste stuck in my head.
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I wake up to a knock on my door. I pull on my jeans and take out my pocket knife, the blade hidden behind my forearm. I go to the door and look through the peak hole. I put my knife away to see Kim and the little guys dressed and ready for the day.
"Good morning, troop." I snap to attention and salute them. The kiddos do it back and Kim looks more than a little confused. "I was a JROTC cadet through highschool, and they thought it was fun when I taught them drill and ceremony." I explain with a shrug.
"Ah." Kim says before trying to mimic what I had just done. I smile and shake my head. "Get in here." I tell them, opening the door and stepping aside.
"No. You come out here. Let's take them to McDonald's for breakfast." Kim says, and I know we have to know when I see the look of wonderment on their little faces.
"Alright, but only if Marie and Claire wake up Anne." I say with a mischievous smile. Claire and Marie happily charge into my room and sprint straight at the bed, jumping up and down. "Annie! Annie!" They shout as they bounce and shake her. Claire drops right on top of her and gives her a double fisted nuggie. Kim's full out laughter is music to my ears as she watches the mayhem.
"Jack you bastard, you made this happen!" Anne groans as she wakes from the assault. "I'm up, I'm up. Fuck!" Anne yells, throwing the girls off her.
Mom is awake from the noise the girls called. "Morning." Mom yawns. "What's going on?"
"Kim's taking us to McDonald's mom!" Claire grins at mom as she climbs into her lap.
"Oh?" Mom looks at Kim with a questioning face.
"Only if you're okay with it, Maggie." Kim says respectfully.
"That's fine. Anne, can you watch the kids while I go to work?" Mom asks, this usually being how it works when there's no school.
"Yeah, I can do that." Anne nods. She's so much like me it pisses me off. She doesn't want to. She'd rather be with her friends, but she has to be a parent and a babysitter today. She has too many responsibilities and not enough childhood. Thus is the life of a Brewer kid.
"We can help you, Anne." Kim smiles and Anne looks elated. Anne and I get to hang out, which is always cool, and they get Kim Crawford, too. This must be like a dream to the kids.
Right after she said that, Claire is at Kim's feet, her arms held up because she wants Kim to hug her.
"Really Kim, you're spending all day with us?" Claire asks as Kim scoops her up and giggles.
"I sure am, kiddo." Kim smiles happily. As for how I feel about this? I'm blown away. I'm trying to find something that proves Kim isn't perfect. She just met Claire yesterday and she's already giving her raspberries on the bed while Claire laughs hysterically. The kids already love her.
"Alright, mom, if you want to get ready, we'll load the kids into the van." I offer.
"That'd be great, but can I talk to you for just a second?"
"Uh, yeah." Kim leads the kids out while Anne goes to the bathroom to change.
"How did you and Kim really meet, Jack?" Mom's known me long enough to call my bullshit.
I sigh and run a hand through my messy hair. "Urgh. I was walking home from work closer to the end of the semester. I was going past the gas station when I noticed something was off with a car at a gas pump. I went to check it out, and uh, I pulled the gas station attendant off Kim."
"That poor girl." Mom sighs, her hand over her mouth.
"I got there just in time, mom. If I would have been a few minutes later..." I stop myself, just the idea of it makes me want to fucking murder Jeff.
"She seems great, Jack." Mom smiles genuinely at me. "I'm glad you found her. It's about time I see you happy. You've always been focused even though you never cared about why. I think Kim can be the thing that really makes you care about why you work so hard."
"Thanks, mom." If we were a normal family, we'd probably hug it out. Something about being a Brewer though, doesn't let that happen now. "Anne, we're good!" I call and she comes out immediately, knowing how our family works. I kinda feel bad she had to wait out in a bathroom, though.
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Assuming Kim
We all have our food and sit down together, the kids looking pumped to be here."Thank you Jack and Kim!" Anne through Claire say simultaneously.
"You're welcome!" I reply with a wide smile. "It's a lot of fun hanging out with all of you." Claire hugs my arm and nuzzles it. This girl is just so sweet. They all are. I can see why Jack gives everything for them.
"Anne, when was the last time you all ate McDonald's?" I ask out of curiosity. She chews on her hash brown patty thoughtfully for a moment.
"A year or two before Jack left, I wanna say." My jaw drops at her answer. How can little kids never have McDonald's? That's the kids choice to eat out at all the time! I mean, yeah, it's crap when you're an adult but you're a crazy nut burger if you hate it as a kid!
"Does your dad never let you have a say in where you go out to eat?"
"Us going out to eat? That's pretty hilarious." Anne scoffs. I understand not everyone eats out all the time, but never eating out? "The only time we ever eat out is when grandma and grandpa are up twice a year."
What other staples of American childhood are these kids missing out on?
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Assuming Jack
"Hey Jack?"
"Yeah mom?"
My mom fidgets with her cup of decaf coffee. Something's wrong and I know it already. "Did your dad text you last night?" She asks nervously.
"Did he text you?" I counter.
"Yeah he did. He gave up on us, Jack. All of us." My mom whispers, the kids currently giving their attention to Kim.
"I know mom, I know." I take her hand and squeeze it. This act is very foreign among Brewers, which is pretty sad. We're not affectionate toward one another after both Brewers in question are older than ten. It's just how we were raised, I guess.
"What am I going to do, dude?" Mom uses the nickname she's used since before I can remember. "I don't have a house, I don't have the income to support the kids and I." Mom's defeated voice punches me right in the stomach.
"Mom, this is why Kim and I are here. That's why you picked us up at the airport. I don't know how much you know about Kim, but she's pretty fantastic. She's actress, TVs and movies. We just got signed to a record deal with Hollywood Records." I catch her up to speed.
"Flew in? We got signed?" Mom asks with a furrowed brow.
"Yeah. I moved in with her in Seaford, California. She hired me as her personal bodyguard, and it's in the contract to live on sight. After I moved in, she picked me up as guitarist for her band she was forming. We got a record deal on Christmas day."
"Okay, so you've been busy." She sounds happy for me, but apparently misses the point.
"Mom, me and Kim are here to help you. We're going to put you guys up where we are until we can figure out what to do. We'll stay here for a week to give things time to finalize. Give him everything but the kids and we'll figure out what to do after you walk away from all this."
"Jack, I can't ask you and Kim to piggyback us, especially because Kim just met me and the kids." Mom argues.
"No, you can't ask us, but we can't turn a blind eye to my family, not to kids." I shake my head. "You're not piggy backing. We'll get you on your feet."
"Is Kim aware of all this?"
"I'll fill her in on details, but it's why she's here. She loves me, and she'll love all of you if she doesn't already. Look at them." I motion over to the ball pit where the kids are playing Marco Polo, Kim hiding in the center. Claire brushes against her and Kim bursts out of the plastic balls and scoops her up with a roar.
"Is she allowed to be in the ball pit?" Mom asks with a laugh and a smile.
"She paid the manager." I point out as mom turns to see a guy in a black polo and headset putting an unknown amount of money into his wallet.
Mom shakes her head again and smiles. "Kim is special."
"Yeah, she is. She's seen a lot of me already that I wouldn't trust anyone else to see, and she's still here. She's not only still here, but we love each other, too." I smile warmly at the cup of coffee in my hand.
"With your help, maybe the Brewers can actually be happy. You've found Kim, you've started a successful life with her already. Your father can try to start his business that he apparently loves more than us. We can start over and be happy." Mom smiles at me and I can see her eyes glass over with tears.
"Everything will be alright, mom. We can do this. It's about time we all finally feel our worth." I turn to Kim and smile. She sees me, smiles and waves back with a giggling Marie's hand.
I used to ask myself who I pissed off to deserve the life I was living. Now I'm asking myself who changed their mind to turn my life upside down for the better.
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If the sexy time in this chapter wasn't good or was just too much, I deeply apologize. I'm still new to it. If it was okay, I'll throw in some more further on down the road. If it was disgraceful, this'll be the last of it you'll see. If you can't tell, I'm really nervous about it.
I hope you guys are enjoying the story in general, and please review because reading your reviews is part of my coping mechanism for bad days in the restaurant kitchen.