Meeting Mr Write: Mr Write Trilogy Book One by Cassandra P Lewis Page A

the bar to chat with Steve. Annie soon joins us and as the drinks flow, the games come out. Connect Four seems to be everywhere in Ao Nang and I haven’t had so much fun playing it since I was a child, I guess if you added alcohol, even chess would be a good laugh.
    As the night wears on, Steve becomes sentimental about his friendship with Jackson. One thing I love about Thailand, the bar staff get as drunk as the customers!
    “Jackson! My old buddy, my wing man! We have been through a lot.”
    Steve has really let his hair down and is slurring his words. Jackson is smiling at him the way I do Rafe, they are clearly like brothers.
    “You Rosie, are the first girl that has ever, and I mean ever put him in his place!”
    “Alright mate, I think you’ve had enough.” Jackson shuffles uncomfortably, he seems like he is trying to hush Steve up before he says too much.
    “Nope, I’m good. What was I saying?  Oh yeah, Jackson! Well he’s a total man whore, but don’t let that put you off.” I laugh loudly and Jackson seems to relax when I don’t run away, “in all seriousness Rosie, you two look bloody great together.” Jackson stiffens again. “Hang on to this one mate. I can see it working out. Although Rosie my sweet, I imagine this arse to make pretty ugly kids, so just bear that it mind!”
    “Steve. Mate. Enough!” Jackson’s sharp response makes me sit up , and sober up. He’s clearly uncomfortable.
    “It’s ok Jackson, I know he’s pissed. It’s fine.” I put a hand on Jackson’s thigh to reassure him, “Come on, let’s go and get some food.”
    After saying goodbye to Steve and Annie, we leave Presley’s and Jackson still is distant. I stop and stand in front of him,
    “Hey, cheer up will you.” I look into his eyes and see that he looks confused, “Jackson, chill out, Steve was pleased to see you and had too much to drink.  It’s no big deal. If you’re going to be like this then I’m just going to go.”
    “No, I’m sorry. Look I’m just hungry, come on. Let’s go back to my hotel and get room service.”
    “Jackson, it’s almost eleven pm, they won’t be serving surely?” I look at him puzzled,
    “Ok beautiful, let’s get some street food and head back then yeah?” And he’s back!
    “Sounds great.”
     
    Back in Jackson’s suite we nibble on chicken, squid, pork and all sorts of food that he bought from the street cart. We talk and laugh and relax together, it’s exactly what I wanted. After letting my food settle, I decide it’s time to make my move.
    “Do you know what I’d really like to do now?” I stand in front of Jackson hoping this goes to plan. He looks up at me, but before he answers, I continue, “Swim!”
    I pull my dress over my head and walk over to the plunge pool.
    “Coming?” I beckon Jackson to join me.
     
    Jackson almost appears nervous as he takes off his shirt and trousers to join me in the pool, I’ve never seen him like this...I like it!
    He’s standing in just his boxers and I can see that he is already hard. I can feel the burn between my legs. There will be no mishaps or fits of giggles tonight. I want him, inside me, now.
    As he descends the steps into the pool his mood shifts. He is back to the confident ladies’ man. This is what he does best, and he knows it.
    He glides over towards me in the water and pushes me back against the side of pool. He slides his hand down my arm and moves my hand to feel his erection, he breathes in through his teeth as I grip.
    “See what you do to me Rosie?”
    He looks intensely into my eyes, and then closes his as I stroke firmly up and down the length of his cock. My other hand moves to the back of his head and I pull his face down to meet mine. I am so turned on that I feel like I can’t kiss him hard or deep enough to satisfy me, I need more.
    I stop my stroking and use both of my hands to pull him close to me. Jackson’s hands leave the side of the pool as he lifts my legs to wrap around him