Chapter 20 Vignette 19b
The drive from Courtney's house to Jackson's mansion was about two kilometers. She spent the whole commute time enjoying the chic interior design of the modern Mercedes.
The slow music calmed her nervousness a bit but she couldn't help but wonder what a date with a young, handsome billionaire would look like.
The driver pulled up in front of a majestic white mansion, its grandeur evident in its meticulous architecture and top-notch materials. Nestled among lush, vibrant flowers and shrubs, the estate exuded an air of serenity.
As the Mercedes arrived, the sleek golden gate sprang to life, its sensors detecting the vehicle's presence and gliding open automatically. Courtney's eyes widened in wonder, her mouth agape, as she marveled at the technological wizardry.
The driver drove into the compound and parked the car amongst the other fancy cars.
The bodyguard got out of the car, walked to the other door and opened it for Courtney. She elegantly stepped out of the car, wondering what the interior of the mansion would look like.
Exceeding her expectations, the mansion's majestic sitting room dazzled with vast chandeliers, bright fluorescent bulbs, golden pillars, and pristine white leather cushions, perfectly complemented by the dark, glistening tiles.
The bodyguard gave her a reassuring nod before he went upstairs. A few minutes later, he returned with his boss.
Courtney's heart skipped a beat as she caught sight of Jackson approaching, looking dashing in his crisp white trousers, perfectly cinched with a brown leather belt, and paired with a straightened brown T-shirt.
"Hello, Courtney," Jackson's affable voice echoed in the sitting room as he walked closer to Courtney. "You look so gorgeous, Courtney," he said, observing her from scalp to toe.
Courtney's pink dress exposed a lot of her skin due to its strap and deep v-neck cut. The entire length of the dress was no more than her mid-thighs.
Jackson turned to his bodyguard, "you may go now, Bruno,"
After the guard left, Jackson took Courtney's hand and kissed it lightly, "Your beauty has got me obsessed already."
Courtney blushed, staring into his eyes. He took her hand and led her to a door. He pressed a button and it automatically slid open. The only light in the room were the dim purple lights in the corner of the walls.
Jackson led her to the soft comfortable sofa, clothed with ox-blood material. He made her sit beside him. Then he took the remote control in his hand and turned to Courtney.
"What genre of movie are you a fan of?"
Courtney hesitated, "not a fan of movies, but we could try romance."
Jackson grinned, "you asked for it."
He pressed the remote, and the massive 300-inch 4K LED screen sprang to life, illuminating the private theater room.
Jackson navigated through the rows of movies that appeared on the large screen. He picked a movie and glanced at Courtney whose eyes were fixed intensively on the screen.
On the screen was a doctor with a line up of patients just outside the office, waiting to be examined. The patients came into the office one after the other.
The last person on the line was an elegantly dressed lady whose beauty and fitness distinguished her from the other patients.
After the line became exhausted, the lady confidently strode into the doctor's office. Her presence instantly changed the his facial expression from stressed to irritation.
"Bridget, what are you doing here?" The doctor asked firmly.
"Shocked to see me, huh?" Bridget's expression was plain. "Don't worry, Mike, I didn't come here to bug you, in fact, I'm here for your service."
"What service are you talking about?" The doctor's rage spiked.
Bridget walked to the table, "I'm here to be examined, I've got some chest issues."
"I see, you must have experienced some cardiac arrest from a heartbreak with the same lover you cheated on me with."
"Be nice, Mike," Bridget said as she kept her purse aside and sat on the table in front of Mike, her legs apart. Mike's eyes subconsciously drifted to the exposed psy in front of him but he quickly looked away.
"What are you doing, Bridget, get out of…" Bridget obstructed his words with a swift kiss. She pounced on him, her legs on either side.
In a split second, she opened her camisole, revealing her huge ts....
Jackson quickly paused the movie, his eyes drifting to Courtney. "Are you comfortable with this?"
Courtney's words hung in her throat, "Well..., um, maybe,"
"Be honest, I won't hesitate to change the movie if you're not comfortable."
Courtney smiled to relieve the tension, "It's okay, Jack, we're both adults."
Jackson's lips curved upwards as he pressed the play button. The movie continued.
Bridget sat on the doctor's leg, her lips suffocating him. The doctor had become weak due to the soft as that whined on his leg, as well as the huge tts that pressed against his chest. He had no other choice than to return the kiss.
Bridget broke the kiss and started unbuttoning his lab coat. Then her hand slid into his trouser and took out his hard ck. She stroked it and took his lips in her mouth again.
The doctor lifted her and placed her on the hospital bed. He shifted her pant and shoved his long dk inside her psy. The first three thrusts were slow, the doctor went faster from the fourth one, his both hands squeezing bridget's brsts.
The movie went on and Jackson observed Courtney's reaction. She was watching the movie with rapt attention.
He drew closer to her so that there was no distance between them. Jackson leaned on the sofa, his left arm on the headrest and the other hand held Courtney's cheek.
Courtney's eyes fluttered as Jackson's touch brought her back to the real world. The scene of the doctor fking Bridget in his office caused her to be lost in the imagination of someone fking her similarly.
Again, she was transported to another world when Jackson pressed his mouth to hers, licking her lips lightly.
Jackson kissed her and his hand moved from her cheek down to her thighs, caressing it. He trailed his hand from her thighs to under her dress, feeling her soft psy lips through her pant.
He paused the kiss, his heavy breath swept her skin, "you're so wet, Courtney."
Courtney immediately realized herself, inching herself away from him. Her eyes flickered as embarrassment washed over her.
"I'm so sorry, Jack, I didn't mean to…"
"No, no, it's not your fault that you're wet. I'm equally hard." He said, rubbing his hands on his trouser where his dk laid.
"So, what should we do?"
Jackson took Courtney's hand, leading her up from the sofa. He drew her closer to himself. "We'll just have to satisfy each other," his tone was low and smooth. "Sit here," Jackson said, pointing to his hard dk.
Courtney sat on his dk as he ordered, her back faced him.
He groaned and grabbed her waist, "move your hips, Courtney,"
Courtney obeyed and began swaying her hips on Jackson's dk. He drew her even closer to himself so that her back rested on his chest. Courtney widened her legs and Jackson's hand went between. He shifted her pant to one side and started rubbing her clt.
His hand on Courtney's clt made Courtney abandon all restraints and instinctively, she increased the pace of her hips on Jackson's dk.
"Take off your dress," Jackson commanded and Courtney stood up on her feet, taking out his order, while Jackson loosened his belt. He took out his long shaft and asked Courtney to get a grip of it.
Courtney's breath ceased as she took in her hand, the longest and hardest shaft ever. Without being asked, Courtney went on her knees and took Jackson's big cock in her mouth. Her saliva moisturized every bit of it as she stroked and sucked on it simultaneously, while Jackson moaned, his hands on her head.
"Ah, yes, just like that!" He groaned.
Tired of sucking and consumed by the urge to feel the huge shaft inside her, Courtney stood up and positioned her legs on either side of Jackson's. He held his dk in position and Courtney slowly and nervously sat on it, her eyes shut to enjoy the whole feeling of Jackson inside her.
In a cowgirl motion, Courtney rode Jackson's dk. He pulled her hair backwards and began sucking her neck, enjoying the warmness of her psy and the fast fk.
Courtney's full, round tts was pointing it's nples at him and he immediately took it in his mouth. His teeth grazed over her nples as he played with them.
Then Jackson stood up. His hands was under Courtney's as as he carried her to the wall, his dk never came off her psy. He pressed her back to the wall and her legs wrapped around his waist.
The pace of Jackson's dk entering her psy increased, and Courtney screamed, losing all the control she had left. "Oh my god, Jack, fk me, yes, yes, yes yes, deeper, ahhh,"
Jackson held her neck, his breath on her skin melted her whole body, "your sexy voice calling me Jack is the sweetest thing ever!" Jackson exclaimed, shoving his dk into Courtney's psy in lightening speed.
Courtney tightened her grip on Jackson's neck, ecstasy filling her soul. Then Jackson went slow. One thrust per second, for five seconds.
By the time he resumed his fast thrust, Courtney was jerking on the wall. He left his dk at a fixed position in her psy for a while before he gave it two deep thrusts and pulled out.
He looked at Courtney's cute face, the sweat that seeped from her pores showed the depth of her satisfaction and pleasure. Jackson let go of her, letting her stand on her feet.
"How do you like that?"
Courtney's face was on the floor, she felt shy to respond,
"It's okay if you don't want to talk, get dressed, we'll have lunch and leave for the mall afterwards."
Usually, Jackson would make out with a girl and send her away, but there was something different about Courtney that he didn't want to let go of. Maybe asking her out and officially keeping her as his girl wouldn't be a bad choice.