Chapter 19: Makeup
Janice ambled outside, she lifted a brow as Jackson intercepted her on the way. "So, your master asked you to restrict my movement even to the beach area?"
A blush crept on his cheeks and he shook his head.
"Then, step out of the way because I have no intention of going anywhere." Janice let out.
Jackson frowned as he gazed at her, perhaps to know if she was saying the truth or not. Whichever it was, she didn't care because there was no way she could flee again whilst they surrounded her.
Reluctantly, he stepped out of the way as well as ordered the rest to do the same.
Janice rolled her eyes as she sensed their gaze on her.
The clean wind ruffled her hair, she pulled the robe she donned tighter around her body, and she let out a deep breath as the golden sand felt warm on her slippers clad feet.
Janice squinted as she noticed a voluptuous brunette stroking sunscreen on Jules' body. Her face was contorted in a scowl, and she wondered if it was because of the woman Jules had left the house hastily.
The urge to dart to where he reclined, and yank the girl's hands off his body surged through her mind. Yet, she clenched her fist and bit her lips to stop her from doing anything drastic.
Moreover, she didn't want to create a scene and unnecessary attention to herself. It was one thing she had run away from the castle, and it was another if the Queen saw her picture on the front page of the news that she was fighting with a woman.
Jules sighed as his mind wandered back to Janice again. He doubted if she had finished eating because she was a slow eater.
"Thank you," Jules murmured, shoving the brunette, Julie's hands that were going to the Bermuda shorts he had changed into.
He wished Janice had come with him to the beach. He could live with her being furious with him, at least he would be delighted to see her face which he found adorable when she was mad.
Also, the brunette that was attempting to go into his shorts wouldn't be able to if she had been with him.
Despite telling Julie off, she didn't relent. Rather, she pushed him back down on the chair and straddled him.
"Keep doing that and no amount of botox would fix your face when I'm done with it."
Jules' head twirled as he heard Janice's voice. She tossed the brunette a dirty look and lifted the robe she donned slowly to reveal her bump.
"I-I didn't know you were married." A startled Julie stuttered.
"Now you know." Janice snapped. "Now, F*CK off."
Julie nodded and scampered away.
Jules chuckled as he glimpsed at the look still on her face. He had thought she was only sexy when furious, but she was sexier acting all possessive.
"I didn't know you would change your mind to come out?" Jules mumbled as she stepped to where he was.
Janice ignored his question as she sat on a vacant lounge chair, and unbuttoned the robe she had on.
She hummed and donned the sunshade to protect her eyes which were overly sensitive to the sun. Her hand went to her exposed belly, she caressed it before applying the sunscreen she had brought with her.
"You doing that makes me want to take you right now, right here." Jules gasped.
Janice glanced at him briefly, before concentrating on what she had been doing. "I didn't want to go out with you and keep your dirty thoughts to yourself."
Jules shook his head, he pondered on when she would stop being furious with him.
"Can I help with that?" He asked as he saw her struggling with the cream as she attempted to access her back.
Janice wanted to decline his offer to assist her, but she knew she would be doing herself more harm than good since she would be the one with damaged skin.
"Of course." She extended the cream to him and turned her back slightly so she would be to him.
Janice groaned as his hand caressed her back slowly. Her core moistens and her nipples grew taut.
"Jul…" She gasped as she felt his lips on her neck. "W-what are you doing?" She stuttered, gazed around hastily to see if anyone was watching them.
"Kissing you, darling." He husked as he licked her earlobes.
"We are in public!" Janice admonished, trying to shove him off.
But, he didn't budge nor did he stop. Rather, he covered her body with the robe and slipped his hands into her bikini.
Janice whimpered as her body responded to his touch. He played with the soft curls beneath her thighs before slipping his hands in.
"So, wet." He whispered and moaned into her ear.
She hadn't felt this much pleasure before, thoughtless of doing such on a beach.
"Jules, we'll be caught!" Janice managed to let out despite how fuzzy her brain was becoming.
Her eyes darted to his shorts, and she noticed his member was now active. She licked her lips as her gaze went to his face.
Jules' pupils dilated as she saw her scrutinizing his body. He almost lost it when her pink tongue peeked out to lick her swollen lips.
Despite how hard he was, he controlled himself and lifted her off the chair.
Jule's strode towards the cottage, ignoring the eyes that bored into him. He placed her on the bed gently and knelt beneath her feet to assess her parted thigh.
"Jules…" Janice trailed off.
Her eyes rolled into her head as he replaced his mouth with his member.
Janice writhed on the bed and moaned loudly with each thrust Jule's made, her back arched, and her tensed up muscles released as she came.
Jules rolled off her and laid on his back trying to catch his breath. Just like before, she had forgotten she was supposed to be angry with him. Rather, she curved into him and played with the hair on his chest before drifting off.