going off to find lover boy. That was a one-night stand. I don't plan on going anywhere near him again. I'm going to find some nice, unassuming man that doesn’t have to be in control of everything," she said.
Herby felt stirrings of unease. Now what was she talking about? If she enjoyed Jackson, why would she avoid him and what did control have to do with anything.
"So, you're done with Jackson?"
"Yep," she said, as she adjusted the sheets across his feet. He was glad too, because the room temperature was cooler than he liked and his feet were very sensitive to cold air.
"Does he know you're done with him, Ramsey?"
"No. I left before he woke up. I'll tell him when I make my rounds today. I did tell you that his grandfather is in the hospital didn't I? He's my patient."
"Babygirl, you are in for a rude awakening. I hope you didn't tell him that you hadn't had sex since he took your virginity."
Ramsey looked uncomfortable, but there was no sense in withholding anything from him now. "Well, as it turns out, I've been a virgin all along, but that changed last night."
"Oh my God," Herby said. He reached for the pain pump and pushed the button for more pain medication. A sweat broke out over his forehead. "I hope you realize that getting away from that man will be impossible, unless he's some kind of fool. A man his age appreciates the value of a virgin and once he's had one, in his mind she's his. You won't get away so easily and personally I don't see why you would want to unless he's deformed, mean, or immoral."
Herby fell silent and then remembered that she said she had left before Jackson woke up.
"And you'll find out soon enough whether or not he's mean, because if you left him before he woke up and without a word after giving him your virginity, he's probably not in a very good mood."
Ramsey felt unsure for the first time. She had awakened at around five o'clock in the morning, which was her usual time to wake up. She was on her stomach, which was her favorite sleeping position, and Jackson's heavy arm was across her back. She'd lain there for a moment getting acquainted with the sensation of waking up in bed with a man. Then when her woman's center began pulsating and throbbing she made up her mind to leave. She'd never before in her life waken up with such a persistent arousal in the pit of her stomach and between her legs. She knew it was Jackson and she was afraid of it. She wasn't one to relinquish control easily. She had gotten up, put her clothes on, and fled.
She looked at her father and noticed that he was studying her face closely. He no longer had that ridiculous smile on his face. Instead he looked worried.
"Ramsey, chemistry cannot be created and controlled. Just because it was good with Jackson, doesn't mean it will be good with every man. If there's something special there, don't be too quick to throw it away. Most men are a little aggressive. It doesn't mean they want to control everything. I think you should just give him a chance," he said gently.
Ramsey didn't say anything, but in her heart she knew that Jackson was not the one for her. He had been good, but he had pushed her and bullied her into that orgasm. She was Pam's daughter after all. She didn't take commands from anyone. Little miss obedient Ramsey was long gone. She could be just as militant as her mother towards men and she knew the value of freedom. She'd had it for far too long. No, Jackson couldn't fit into her life. He was too big and his character was too strong. She needed a different sort of man entirely and she'd find him too, because she had no intention of going back to a celibate lifestyle.
CHAPTER 13
Maximus was sitting up in bed eating his Jell-o pudding when Jackson entered the room. He didn't take his eyes from the television when Jackson spoke to him. Jackson sighed and settled his tall frame within the
Herby felt stirrings of unease. Now what was she talking about? If she enjoyed Jackson, why would she avoid him and what did control have to do with anything.
"So, you're done with Jackson?"
"Yep," she said, as she adjusted the sheets across his feet. He was glad too, because the room temperature was cooler than he liked and his feet were very sensitive to cold air.
"Does he know you're done with him, Ramsey?"
"No. I left before he woke up. I'll tell him when I make my rounds today. I did tell you that his grandfather is in the hospital didn't I? He's my patient."
"Babygirl, you are in for a rude awakening. I hope you didn't tell him that you hadn't had sex since he took your virginity."
Ramsey looked uncomfortable, but there was no sense in withholding anything from him now. "Well, as it turns out, I've been a virgin all along, but that changed last night."
"Oh my God," Herby said. He reached for the pain pump and pushed the button for more pain medication. A sweat broke out over his forehead. "I hope you realize that getting away from that man will be impossible, unless he's some kind of fool. A man his age appreciates the value of a virgin and once he's had one, in his mind she's his. You won't get away so easily and personally I don't see why you would want to unless he's deformed, mean, or immoral."
Herby fell silent and then remembered that she said she had left before Jackson woke up.
"And you'll find out soon enough whether or not he's mean, because if you left him before he woke up and without a word after giving him your virginity, he's probably not in a very good mood."
Ramsey felt unsure for the first time. She had awakened at around five o'clock in the morning, which was her usual time to wake up. She was on her stomach, which was her favorite sleeping position, and Jackson's heavy arm was across her back. She'd lain there for a moment getting acquainted with the sensation of waking up in bed with a man. Then when her woman's center began pulsating and throbbing she made up her mind to leave. She'd never before in her life waken up with such a persistent arousal in the pit of her stomach and between her legs. She knew it was Jackson and she was afraid of it. She wasn't one to relinquish control easily. She had gotten up, put her clothes on, and fled.
She looked at her father and noticed that he was studying her face closely. He no longer had that ridiculous smile on his face. Instead he looked worried.
"Ramsey, chemistry cannot be created and controlled. Just because it was good with Jackson, doesn't mean it will be good with every man. If there's something special there, don't be too quick to throw it away. Most men are a little aggressive. It doesn't mean they want to control everything. I think you should just give him a chance," he said gently.
Ramsey didn't say anything, but in her heart she knew that Jackson was not the one for her. He had been good, but he had pushed her and bullied her into that orgasm. She was Pam's daughter after all. She didn't take commands from anyone. Little miss obedient Ramsey was long gone. She could be just as militant as her mother towards men and she knew the value of freedom. She'd had it for far too long. No, Jackson couldn't fit into her life. He was too big and his character was too strong. She needed a different sort of man entirely and she'd find him too, because she had no intention of going back to a celibate lifestyle.
CHAPTER 13
Maximus was sitting up in bed eating his Jell-o pudding when Jackson entered the room. He didn't take his eyes from the television when Jackson spoke to him. Jackson sighed and settled his tall frame within the
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