There was a soft little cute snort out of her and softer laughter. "Mmhmm." Yeah, she knew he was kidding with her at this moment. Yet, with his fingers toying with her hair she found herself seeking to kiss him slow again.
As she leaned into him for a kiss he pulled her down on top of him feeling her body pressed against his. He wrapped his arms around her grabbing a handful of her ass as they kissed.
Lacey after a while broke the kiss and slides down him, seeking to wrap a hand about his cock and stroke it some then wrapping her lips about the head sucking on it. Starting to stick and bob her head, she after a few strokes took his cock deeper letting him feel it slide into her throat, as she put his hands to her head.
God her mouth was magic! He thought as she worked him deeper into her throat. When she put his hand on her head he tangled his fingers into that red hair then as she took him deep again held her there for an extra beat allowing him to feel that tight throa a little longer.
In no time she had him moaning loudly, his hips raising into her. “Oh god, Yes!!” He cried out as his legs stiffened and he let loose in her mouth.
As he held her hair, while she sucked, licked and at times deep throated his cock, it occurred to Lacey she wasn't breathing. To test it as she got him to thrust up and her lips wrap about the base, her hands went to his hips, holding him from moving. Apparently that tightness of her throat, then suction of each suck she made, and teasing licks of her tongue, had Jason throbbing far too soon and releasing him didn't stop the way he stiffened and flooded her throat then mouth as she pulled back with cum that she swallowed. The thrill of knowing she could honestly blow him without worrying made her honestly a little hot. Pulling back all the way she sucked, licked then kissed the tip of him, only to grin wickedly as she came up to cuddle him.
Jason lay on the bed somewhat stunned at just how good that felt when she curled up next to him.
“If that’s a normal blowjob I can’t wait for my birthday one” he said with a kind of shocked laugh. He’d never felt someone take him that deep for that long before and it was incredible.
They lay curled up together for a a while before he spoke. “So you ready for tomorrow night? To be a bar owner?
Lacey offered a half shrug. "I'm sure things usually aren't instant. Might be a few days which is fine." Then a mild smile.
"Besides I'd be a quarter owner. Or a fifth. You'd own the majority which is okay." A lift of a hand to touch him there. Light on the chest. "Still there's no one of rather own something with."
He frowned slightly as she said this. "We never talked about it but I'd imagined us 50/50 I guess." He hadn't put a lot of thought into ownership percentages to be honest. He was just excited to do this with her.
A little deflated he held her there in the silence.
"I want to feel like it's just as much yours as mine so yes. I'd like that."
They lay there silently for a while. The night was still young but with no real agenda he was content to feel her body against his. After a while his mind turned to her blog. He wondered how many subscribers it had gotten to since they last checked. Whatever it was he felt like it had already outpaced his expectations. His mind then turned to wondering about what she'd post about tonight. If she could half articulate what happened this evening she'd have at least half her subscribers racing for the shower. He knew that may not be her intent but wow, what a hot story to tell. Eventually his curiosity got the best of him.
"So what do you think you're going to write about tonight?"
Lacey took a moment to think. "I don't know that I will. I don't know... how to put that in words.." There's a kiss to his shoulder. "... little out of sorts because of just now....I wanted it to... us sharing it.... I didn't mean to crash the mood."
She got her elbow against the bed cupping a hand in her hair. "Your turning into the most serious anything I've ever had. We're fucking. We're more or less living together. Buying a business together.."
"I know what you mean. You're definitely the most serious anything I've had in a long while myself." He paused for a moment reflecting on her words. "More or less.... we do need to do something more permanent about your living situation. I can't imagine going back to the sorority house is going to be too workable for you." Another pause as he tried to figure out if he was being too presumptuous. They were buying a business together after all. "Would you want to move in here?" he asked finally.
He'd see happiness flash through her expression even as she nibbled at her low lip. "Trying to do it might be difficult. There'd be a lot of questions. Since I never went back for more clothes. You really sure on wanting me here?"
He may realise she wanted to be sure he was really okay with it.
He didn't need to think long on her question. "I can't imagine living in this house without you. Of course I'm sure." He then thought about the complexities that the questions would cause. "The questions will be hard to answer I guess. We'll have to think about the right way to handle that. I don't have a good answer for that now. All I do know is that I want you with me.... always."
Jason certainly gave her the right answer. The answer made her eyes light up and that smile deepened. "I'm, really glad. Really, glad. I know it's only been a week, and everything else is moving fast. But, I love you, I love you. I know that's also fast. But you feel the same way, and I want nothing more than to be with you too." She smiles at him, seeking to nuzzle a cheek to his shoulder.
"As for their questions, maybe if I do it late at night, sneakily. Leave a note. They'll get over it easier, and honestly, the girls love a good romance. I can be truthful, and say I met someone, fell in love and I'm moving in. Sandra, will get past it. They'll find someone else to be in the Sorority. Take my place. They'll be okay, and we'll have each other.."
Lacey lifted a finger seeking to run the tip along his lower lip. "Do you think that'll give them enough answers, so they won't go looking?"
Jason thought for a moment. “It might but we have to be prepared for the fact that it’s going to come out about us sooner or later. It always does. It’s just a matter of time.”
He knew that was true and he’d stilled himself for the blowback. He’d resolved that his teaching days were over already. At this point he realized he had no real motivation to hide their relationship anymore which simplified things really. They now only had one secret to worry about hiding.
Worry in those eyes as she stares into his. "Then, I think I need to quit. Now. Before it does. I can't have it blowing back on you. I love you too much."
"No" he said quietly "It should be me who quits. Even if you quit when it's discovered that we're together the administration is going to let me go. Even if you're no longer enrolled. It's just the way it is..... and it's not entirely wrong. They just can't have teachers with students." The room fell silent for a moment as he took in finally saying what he'd already known. "Besides, I'm going to be busy running a business anyway." He said as he gave her a little squeeze. "Teaching was never really a passion of mine. It was just what I fell back on when I got disgusted with the state of journalism in the real world. I'm not really walking away from a dream or anything."
"Oh. Okay." As Lacey took a moment with everything he said. "So...I'll be juggling advertising and the club events, and helping with paperwork. While doing over-the-net lecture work for lectures, I need to attend online in the mornings." She took all that in and gave a slow nod. "Okay. I, think I can do it."
He nodded as she spoke. "It does sound like a lot. At some point you'll have to make some choices I'm sure. If the bar is too much and you'd rather focus on your studies, that's fine. I can manage. None of this is set in stone at this point."
Lacey frowns a little. "I don't think I'd be comfortable leaving it all on you. I'm ... starting to honestly wonder if it's smart for me to be aiming to finish my degree. Yes, sure it'd give me a degree. But. Tomorrow we will both own half of a business. Which, with our plans, we should be able to turn around, and make it a success." She sat up a little, breasts bouncing as she did. "The whole point of a degree is to get a job. I'm about to have a job. Maybe, I don't really need the degree. I could, for now, perhaps put in for a year off. Take a year away, and see how this all goes. Find my feet as... a vampire... let us find our way. Then work out if it's still something I want to have, for the sake of having?"
As she talked about it, it did make a lot of sense. He also wished she’d sit up like that maybe 2 or 3 more times. “Well actually you have 2 jobs. Let’s not forget that your blog makes in a month what I make in a year. So you have that going too. I think taking a gap year would seem pretty reasonable.”
Quite likely recognising that slight flicker of his eyes over her breasts. Lacey very casually settles herself astride his hips. A quirk, playful of her lips, perhaps told him that playful side had risen a little, and she was being a touch wicked with him by, sitting herself direct over that cock of his, while it was flaccid beneath her. A soft laugh then, as she realised. Yes, Jason was right. Two jobs. "If I draft up an email to send to the fellow in charge of my Journalism degree. Mind double-checking it sounds okay?"
Then she seemed to tilt her head realising something eventually to herself. One day, she'd need to fudge things with her parents. She knew she should be able to write the email, but being only 21, and 'technically' still in college. It was only now really in her life that Lacey honestly felt she was stepping into that adult world, her parents had been in since before she'd been born.
Jason was her lover. But he was so much more than that. A confidant. A business partner. The man who managed her money. Also, the man she was living with. Dating, even. He means everything to her. She suddenly even if he was speaking sought to kiss him firmly on those lips. Holding it for a breathless moment. Breaking it, her vivid green eyes were bright, clear and hyper-focused. "I just had, I think a moment where I realised. I am an adult now. You are in my life, living with you, sleeping with you, while you do all these amazing things to help me have some financial independence. While having one successful random job, the blog. Tomorrow, we both end up with another job. The club." It was suddenly making complete sense why when she said, it was split weird, he seemed to get all down.
"The blog isn't just mine. It's yours too. You thought it up, you set it up, and you are the one handling the income from it. It's, all of it. Ours." A curious look then to see if he'd followed her bouncing thoughts through it all. "I mean it though. Ours. You, me, together."
“I’d be more than happy to look over any letter you draft and am also more than happy to be your partner in all this.” He said somewhat relieved that she’d seemed to have made it over the mental hurdle of letting go of her life before that was untenable and embracing new life they had been creating.
“You know we haven’t really checked subscribers in a while. I should check.” Grabbing his phone from the nightstand he flicks the screen then opens substack. “Yup, definitely more than I make in a year” he says smiling as he turns the phone to her to show her a subscriber count of 10,073.
Lacey was watching him there as she noted his relief. With his words she tilted her head a little, looking at the phone as he showed it. Mentally she did the math. "Another 5k in 2 days?" A slow blink before she giggled a little. There's a soft kiss on his lips. "...it's a good thing, I think you spoke to your friend." She said most seriously to him. "Is it, going to be able to cope with what's happening?"