ae; crash your love all over me

ae; crash your love all over me by ssaarah 

“Do I look okay?” Jac asked, looking nervous as she looked up at me.

“You look beautiful….” I said seriously, taking in her beauty. Jac’s face flushed and I groaned. “We’re never going to get to mom’s if you keep blushing like that.” She gave me a grin and then walked to the oven to pick up the cake she’d made that was cooling on top.

“Don’t say things like that if you’re not planning on following through.” She replied, licking the frosting off of the side of the cake and slowly setting it in her mouth. Damn her.

“You’re killing me…” she smirked and handed me the cake before slipping into another pair of ridiculous high heels and grabbing her purse.

“Do you think she’ll like me?” she asked, looking so fu.cking cute I had to lean in and kiss her. Having her for real? Planning a life with her? It was all I wanted.

“She’ll love you.” I said seriously. Grinning to myself.

**

“Dean!” my mother smiled as she saw me and her smile opened wider when she saw Jac standing next to me. “And you must be miss Jacquelyn.” She smiled and Jac nodded.

“It’s nice to meet you.” She smiled at my mom as I beamed at her until my mom smacked my chest and I almost fell off the stoop to the door.

“Ma!”

“You could have told me she was such a knockout!!!” Mom said shaking her head. “My god you’re going to have to work hard to keep this one. Way out of your league.” I shook my head and Jac bit her lip.

“I dunno about that.” She smirked and then my mother saw the cake I was holding.

“Did you bake?” she asked me, her eye raised. It wasn’t like I couldn’t cook, but baking wasn’t my strong suit, I’d burnt many a cookie in my day.

“I'm a pastry chef.” Jac piped up, grinning like she always did whenever she spoke about her job. Mom stared at Jac for a second and then looked back at me.

“Way the hell out of your league. You better be treating her damn good.”

“He is.” Jac smiled and then I felt Garrett slap me on the back.

“Are we going in the house or just standing outside awkwardly?” He asked, leaning in to mom. “Hey ma, happy mothers day.” He said handing her a bouquet of balloons before turning to Jac. “Jac. You look lovely as usual.” He smirked and I smacked him as I saw the look on his face.

“Watch it.”

"Are you jealous of your little brother?" Garrett grinned and I smacked him again. "You must really like this one." Jac reached my wrist and leaned her body into mine, grinning up at me.

"Is that true? Do you really like me?" I took her in as I nodded, god she was pretty…

"I do..." Garrett groaned and brushed past us to go into the house,

"Be careful with that cake... I've heard a lot about Jac's cooking and I'll be really pissed if you drop it."

"He's so sweet," Jac smirked and I rolled my eyes.

"Sweet... an idiot," I shrugged and my mom reached out and smacked me.

"What was that for?! He started it!"

"And you're my oldest. You should know better," She shook her head but grinned. "Let me take that before you drop it. I can see how Jac might distract you," Reaching her hands out, she took the cake and headed into the house.

"Thanks for all the trust," I said from where we were still standing in the doorway.

"If you're good, I'll let you lick frosting off me later..." Jac stood on her toes to whisper into my ear making me groan as she walked in front of me into the living room.

“You’re going to kill me” I said under my breath, my eyes locked on her ass before I set my hand on her lower back to lead her into the kitchen.

“Did you grow up here?” she asked, grinning up at me and making me feel like I could get lost in her eyes. I felt like I was a crazy person when I was with her, asking her to move to a different country with me and we’d barely been together a month. But the thing was….I couldn’t imagine not being with her. The thought alone killed me.

“I did.” I nodded and mom grinned.

“His old room is just down the hall, why don’t you show her while Gare and I set up the table.

“What the hell ma? Why do I have to work and they get to tour?” Mom smirked.

“Because he brought a girl and you didn’t.” I smirked at my brother who growled as mom handed him some plates. “And even if you had brought Miss Thea I already know for a fact she’s seen your bedroom.” My mom gave Gare a look that shut him up as Jac and I chuckled, walking down the hall and looking at all the school pictures and family photos. She stopped on one of the family…the whole family. She ran her fingers over the frame.

“Is that your father?” she asked softly. I nodded.

“I was probably 17 there, a year before he died.” Jac swallowed and ran her fingertip over my face in the picture.

“That would make Garrett what…13?” I nodded as she looked up at my dad, his arms wrapped around my mom protectively as he beamed down at us. “He’s very handsome.” She said softly.

“Must run in the family.” I teased, wrapping my arms around Jac the same way, squeezing her into my body. I hadn’t brought a girl home in a long time. I walked with her to the room at the end of the hall and pushed in. It was still the same way I’d left it, football trophies on a desk at the other side, pictures of bands I was into back in high school, couple of sports illustrated bikini posters. Jac stopped in front of one and smirked.

“So you’ve always had a thing for curvy brunettes?” she asked, biting down on her lip. I chuckled.

“If you take any pictures like that I’d be happy to replace these ones.” I said seriously. Jac in a bikini though? She wouldn’t wear it long. I wasn’t sure if it was because we’d just gotten together but I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. I needed her all the time and my dick reminded me constantly. It wasn’t like this with any girl.

"Do you want pictures of me in a bikini baby?" Jac grinned and turned her body around to face mine, and setting her hands on my chest. Shit even just that simple touch had me craving her. I felt kind of obsessed, if I wasn’t with her? I was thinking about her and if I was with her I needed to touch her kiss her, prove how much I wanted her.  Now was no exception. I lowered my head to kiss her cheek, moving my lips lower to her neck, nipping at her skin as I heard her suck in a breath. I wasn’t going to pretend that my effect on her wasn’t just as addicting as she was to me.

"Is that a trick question?" I breathed against her skin and she kicked the door closed with her foot.

"I look better naked," she whispered and I groaned.

"I know..." I trailed off, running a hand down to her thigh and pushing her dress up a few inches with my palm before I could stop myself. "Fuck if that's not the understatement of the year." Jac pulled her head back and tilted mine up with her index finger, leaning her body into mine before kissing me hard. My chest tightened and I kissed her back, loving how she felt, how she tasted. I’d never felt a girls kiss everywhere in my body but Jac? I felt like I was making love to her before I had even started.  How cheesy was that?

"How long do we have until someone comes looking for us?" she asked in a low and quiet tone, setting her hand on top of mine and guiding it between her smooth thighs. She walked backwards until her body was wedged between mine and the wall, and I felt my eyes widening as my fingers found her pussy.

"You're not wearing anything under your dress," I said, my words more of a statement than a question.

"I'm not," she agreed with me as she bit down on her lip. I let out a noise that sounded like something between a growl and a moan and took one hand to press her hips roughly against the wall before tilting her head up with my fingers and looking into her desire clouded eyes.

“Listen very carefully.” I started, my voice low and barely controlled like I always felt whenever I was around her, like I was five seconds from becoming a caveman and dragging her back to my bed.

“Mmmm…” she breathed out, her eyes wide in anticipation, that damn sound killing me.

“I'm going to make you come.” I said seriously. “But you have to be silent and we have to be fast.” I said it in a stern voice but let my lips curl into a smirk as I let my fingers brush her pussy lightly. “Can you do that?” I breathed as she whimpered and nodded. “Say it Jac.”

“Yes. Yes please…..” she swallowed and I grinned, slipping my fingers inside of her and pumping them in slow purposeful strokes. “Oh god….” She let her head fall back and her chest heaved as she breathed.

“Do you know how you make me feel?” I asked as my lips hit her neck. “How watching you fall apart gets me off just like I was inside of you?” she whimpered again and I nipped at her neck loving how crazy I was making her.

“Dean……” she whispered and then bit down on her lip hard as I felt her tighten against my hand. That’s when I moved my thumb to her clit pressing slow circles against it. “Yes….yes….” she whispered, looking like it was killing her not to scream out.

“That’s it baby….just like that….” I said softly, smirking down at her as she arched her hips into my hand again and again and let out a silent gasp as she came, her eyes going glassy as she fell apart in my arms. Fucking hell if she wouldn’t be the death of me……

“Where have you been all my life?!” she breathed out as she came down and I pulled my hand out from under her skirt, bringing my fingers to my mouth as I licked them clean. “Ugh….” Then there was a knock on my door.

“Gare has warned me that its dangerous to leave you two alone and I'm beginning to agree with him!!!!” my mother called through the door. “That’s the problem with pretty girls.” I heard her saying as she walked off and Jac bit down on her lip and chuckled.

"Am I a bad influence on you?" Jac asked, tugging on my shirt to pull her closer as she gave me that innocent look that so mismatched with what I saw in her eyes.  

"Probably," I grinned and lowered my head to kiss her again, pressing my hips against hers because I couldn’t help it. Jac moaned as she felt my erection pressed against her and she slowly slid her tongue into my mouth.  I kissed her back and then pulled away, setting my forehead against hers.

"I don't know what I'm going to do with you..."

"You can start with fixing my dress and taking me back out to the kitchen for dinner," she grinned and I did as she asked, regretfully rearranging her dress so she looked presentable.

"Ready?"

"Don't we have time to take care of this?" Jac asked as she reached out her hand to cup me through my jeans, licking her lips suggestively.

"Jac..." I groaned but pressed myself into her sweet touch. "Don't tempt me."

"You're tempting me instead..." she slowly ran her thumb along my length, wanting so desperately bad to push her dress back up and sink into her sweet pussy, taking my time enjoying her…...but then someone knocked on the door instead.

"Dinners ready," Garrett said, then laughed. "Are you two dressed? I'm hungry and don't want to wait."

"Shut up," I said back to my brother, keeping my eyes on Jac and grinning. "We'll be right there." She moved her hands and slid them up to my chest, leaning her body closer to kiss me again,

"Thank you for bringing me to meet your mom..."

“You’re pressing your hips into me pretty damn hard baby.” I said through my teeth as she smirked.

“Oops.” I shook my head.

“Tease.” She bit her lip as I grabbed her hand.

“I don’t think you can call me a tease when I was more than willing to-“

“Finally!” Gare said, glaring at us.

“Oh hush Gare, I can’t even remember the last time Dean brought home a girl.” Mom said turning and beaming at us.

“It was Kiley.” Garrett said simply and my mother made a face that made Jac hold back a laugh.

“Not a fan of her either I see.” Mom grinned at Jac. “I like you already.” I groaned.

“Ma!” she shook her head.

“First she dumps you, then she uses you every time she sees fit.” I opened my mouth in surprise but my mom held up her hand. “I know more than you think I do Dean, I'm a smart woman.” Jac held back a laugh again and she set her hands on her hips. “Now she’s convinced you to quit your job and move across the country! I can only hope Jac can talk you out of it.”

“Actually Jac’s going with me.” I said seriously, wrapping my arm around my new girlfriend and beaming at her. Garrett stopped eating and looked back at us.

“Whoa.” Even mom looked taken aback. I guess it was a little strange, having someone move countries for you after dating only a month. After what seemed like an hour of silence my mother shook her head.

“Well I have to admit baby, I like you a little less now.” she told Jac, winking to let her know she was only semi-joking. Jac gave her a guilty face.

“I'm sorry.” She ran her hand through her hair and my mom shook her head.

“Not your fault. My son can be very convincing.”

"That he can," Jac tilted her head towards me and smiled, and I reached for her hand as everyone took their seats at the table, the mood shifted and a little awkward honestly.

"It helped me get you, didn't it?" I teased and pressed a kiss against her forehead.

"That had to do with how persistent you were," she smirked back at me, and I laughed.

 "Really? That's it?" She bit her lip and shook her head. Garrett groaned again but mom was smiling,  a knowing look in her eyes.

"So when are you two moving?" Garrett cut in and we all looked at him.

"A month, give or take," I answered as mom stood up and walked over to the fridge.

"Can I get anyone something to drink?"

"I brought a twelve pack," Garrett grinned and she shook her head.

"I'll have one too," I looked at my mom then over at Jac, "Baby?"

"I have wine, unless you want to drink like a man," She grinned and Jac nodded at her,

"Wine would be perfect."

"Have you given your notice yet?" Garrett asked her, leaning into the table. "And what about your apartment? Dean got lucky since he has me.. but don't you have a lease?"

"My lease is up in two months," Jac said and smiled. "And no... I haven't given my notice yet. We still have time."

“I did.” I said simply and Jac looked back at me.

“You what?”

“I gave work my two weeks notice.” I replied and my mom and Gare looked back at me.

“Really?” Jac asked, just as wide eyed as my family.

“Yesterday.” There was a few minutes of silence and then my mother shook her head.

“Oh.” She said simply and I felt my heart rate speed up. It was almost as if hearing it made her realize it was real. She almost sounded scared.

“Fu.ck.” Garrett shook his head and looked down into his food.

“Gare….” Mom warned but not with her usual fervor.

“What mom it fu.cking sucks.” He shook his head and I swallowed and felt guilty all over.

“It’s not like I wont visit, or fly you guys out there…” I trailed off.

“Let’s not talk about such depressing things! Tell me about yourself Jac, besides being gorgeous and winning my sons heart I mean.” She winked and Jac blushed as she slipped her hand back into mine, squeezing it reassuringly before looking back at my mom.

"I'm from Tennessee. I moved out here for college, that's where I met Thea," She shot Gare a smirk.

"Tennessee? Don't your folks beg you to come back all the time?" She asked with wide eyes, making me feel guilty since I was moving just as far….or farther.

"My mom left when I was younger," Jac said and I gave her hand an encouraging squeeze since I knew how she rarely ever spoke about her mom. What kind of woman could leave her family? I wasn’t sure but she did help make my Jacquelyn so she couldn’t be all bad. "My Gran raised both my sister and I. My dad was on tour most of my life, still is."

 "On tour?" Her eyebrow shot up, and I even looked back at her "Have I heard of him?"

"Doughtry Duchannes?" she asked in a voice a little higher than normal. Holy shit.

"That's your dad?" I asked incredulously and she nodded. "I didn't even know you liked country music."

"Grew up on it. Do you like it?" she asked.

“Have you never ridden in our car?” Garrett asked. “Only country music.”

“We usually take his bike”  Jac smirked slowly and I shrugged.

“My dad liked country.” I admitted. “Your dad’s talented.” I suddenly felt kind of intimidated. I was already far from good enough for the angel that kept squeezing my hand and now she was basically famous? What the hell was she doing picking up and moving cross country for me? As happy as that made me I had to admit I felt pressure. What if we didn’t work out? What if I failed her?

“Do you sing too Jac?” My mother asked smiling sweetly. I blinked, why hadn’t I even thought of asking her that?! Damn it whenever I was with her I was either blinded by my lust for her or I was preoccupied with our future, I had forgotten to really get to know her. I hated myself a little.

“Do you?” I added, knowing I was just piggy backing on my mother’s question but also genuinely curious. I wanted to know Jac. I wanted to know everything about her. But damn even now I was noticing the way her hair fell over her tan shoulder and I was already dying to have a taste of her skin. She did things to me no girl ever had.

“I can…” she trailed off, her face flushing redder than I’d ever seen it and I felt like kissing her and never stopping she was so fucking adorable.

“I bet you have a beautiful voice.” My mother said, probably noticing Jac’s discomfort and changing the subject as I just stared at her. My god could she be any more perfect?

“We should go to a karaoke night.” I smirked; squeezing her hand and watching her widen her eyes.

“Oh I don’t sing in public.” She said quickly, shaking her head. I cupped her face and ran the pad of my thumb over her cheek.

“Why not?” Before she had the chance to answer my mother was bringing in Jac’s cake on plates and I already felt my mouth watering. Having had more than my fair share of Jac’s cooking? I knew I was in for a hell of a dessert.

“Oh my god.” Gare said with a mouthful of cake as Jac bit into hers slowly, her face still a little pink. “Move in with me instead.” He said seriously. “This is the best cake I’ve ever had.”

“I'm flattered but Thea threatened to kill me if I ever made a move on you.” She smirked and Gare gave her a lopsided grin.

“She did?” he asked, and I bit my tongue to keep from telling him for the umpteenth time he either needed to really fight for her, or walk away. She was going to break his heart any other way.

“Of course she did.” Jac said, winking at Gare who looked pretty pleased with herself.

“Just to be clear, I'm also against you putting moves on my brother.” I agreed, smirking at Jac and setting my hand on her thigh, remembering that she wasn’t wearing anything under her dress and swallowing to keep from groaning. Jac tilted her head towards mine and gave me a look that told me she knew just what I was thinking. And then she uncrossed and re-crossed her legs…killing me. Fuck I couldn’t wait to be home with her again, I wanted to bury myself inside of her again and again….

"Good thing you're my type instead," she said seriously and smiled. Mom laughed as she watched us her eyes sparkling,

"How long have you two been together?" She asked, looking at Jac then raising her eyebrow at her me, "Dean only told me about you last week." Jac laughed and shook her head,

"It's fairly new still..."

"Two months," Gare cut in and mom’s eyes widened. I glared at Garrett, god did he have no filter?!

"Mrs. McGarritty," Jac tried in a soft voice but she smiled back at Jac warmly and shook her head.

"You can call me Rennee sweetie," She cut in

 "Rennee," she started, her face slightly flushed. "I know how that might sound, but your son is an amazing man."

"Tell her the story about the first time you two met," Garrett snorted while everyone looked at him. "They couldn't stand each other." Mom laughed and I gave myself a mental note to kill my brother later.

"Yes please, do tell." Jac bit her lip as I gave her thigh a reassuring squeeze,

"Jac was just getting out of a relationship and it was bad timing on both of our ends."

"Bad timing meaning Kiley was back in town that week?" Garrett. AGAIN. What was wrong with him?!?

“Was she?” Jac asked, raising her brow at me and making me suck in my lips awkwardly.

“Awkward….” My mother said under her breath, voicing my thoughts exactly. “Gare why don’t you help me with the dishes?” Garrett shook his head.

“I have to do everything.” He pouted but then he looked back at me glaring at his big ass mouth and he scurried away.

“Jac…” I trailed off, scratching the back of my neck. “What does it matter? It was a long time ago.”

“You bugged me for years about that date. How I talked about my ex the whole time.” She pointed out.

“Well you did!” I exclaimed seriously. Jac narrowed her eyes.

“Was she waiting at home for you after? Is that why you couldn’t wait to get away?” I shook my head.

“I would have just called and canceled with you if that was the case.” I said before thinking because Jac widened her eyes at me. “Back then Jac!!! God! Yes, she was in town, yeah I saw her the next day, but who cares?”

“Okay.” She said turning back to her wine glass and taking a sip slowly. Fuck. I was going to murder my brother.

“Baby..” I grabbed her hand and interlaced her fingers with mine. “You knew about Kiley’s relationship with me, it’s not like this is news to you. And hey you went running back to your ex after that date too….”

“That’s different.” I rose a brow at her.

“How is that different?” she shrugged and her tempting mouth formed into a pout that was too irresistible for me to ignore. I reached for her, pulling her body into mine before kissing her, soft and sweet.

“I'm just saying it doesn’t matter. You’re the one I'm with now. You’re the one I want to be with. And you’re the one who I want to start a life with. I never felt the things for Kiley that I feel for you. She was just…..convenient. You? You’re my dream girl. Seriously.” She looked over as if she was processing my words and then she smiled.

"Your dream girl, huh?" she asked, moving her way to my lap, straddling my body.  

"Yes," I nodded and couldn’t help but check her out as she sat there. It was like every time she touched me my libido went into overdrive.  

"We should leave..." Jac let out a small laugh, her hand fisting in my hair and guiding me back up to kiss her hard, lingering against my lips when we finally pulled back.

"We should." I grasped her hips to help her stand, smoothing her dress out as I ran my hands back down to her thighs that were begging to be licked and touched…..all of her was.

"Let's go tell me mom something came up," I grinned.

"Already?" she asked and dropped her yes down to my jeans making my words into a double meaning.  

"You're my dream guy."

"Yeah?" I grinned while she nodded her head.

"Yes..." she trailed off, glancing at my lips and smiling. "I, I think that -"

"Everything okay between you two?" Gare walked back out and I groaned.

“Do you have like an annoy Dean radar?!” I asked him and Garrett smirked.

“I’ve been honing it all my life.” He replied.

“Let me guess. It’s time for you two to go home and make up?” Mom asked, a smirk on her still pretty face as she looked at us. I felt Jac blush as I smirked.

“It was good to see you ma” I pressed my lips against her cheek and she grinned.

“You too baby. And it was wonderful to meet the girl who finally has my boy head over heels.” I felt my chest tighten at that. Head over heels? Like love? I looked at Jac who seemed even more flush as my mother hugged her and then she came back to me, her hand fitting in mine and I knew my mom was right. I was crazy about Jac…and I was so damn in love with her. But I couldn’t tell her that…not yet. Not when the thought of it alone was crazy. We’d only been together for 2 months. I went out with Kiley for years and never told her I loved her….

“I love your family.” Jac said, my heart thumping hard at the L word before I realized the end of the sentence.

“I hope to meet yours soon.” Jac nodded.

“You will.” I pulled her too me as we got to my bike and kissed her lips.

“You know your nipples are hard right now.” she nodded slowly.

“You know your di.ck is hard right now?” she asked in the same soft voice. I groaned.

“Why didn’t I take our car?” I mumbled, the 15 minute ride home was going to be torture when all I wanted to do was fuck her the whole time. If I’d had my truck? I’d just pull over and have her riding me in the front seat in under 5 minutes.

“Oh well.” She smirked. “I guess I’ll have to save road head for next time.” I turned back to her and groaned again.

“You little tease….” I shook my head as she climbed onto the bike behind me.

“I have 15 more minutes to tease you before we get home.” She whispered, her hands wrapping around my waist and then rubbing me through my jeans. “Better hurry….” Ugh. Jac? Hell she was more than my dream girl. She was perfect.