Tisha Jackson | Vincent Cooper Jr.
“ferriswheel”



Vincent arrives at the hotel in his all black Bentley Bentayga, it’s a larger more spacious car compared to the sports cars he usually drives around LA, but with it’s size and blacked out windows he figured it was the better option to pick Tisha up and take them to the airport. He was planning on taking them to the airport and leaving the car there for somebody from the label to collect and return it to his home in the Hollywood hills. Everything happened very quickly and dramatically on their first real meeting last night, but he was definitely not going to pass up an opportunity to fly out to New York with Tisha and spend some time with her for the week. He had a few business things that he could take care of in New York as well as looking into some property out there that he had his eye on. But primarily Tisha had certainly become the deciding factor in him heading out to New York for a week or so.

He walked into the lobby and spoke to the lady on reception, arranging for somebody to go up to her room and bring her bags down to the lobby, he took out his phone and called her, “Hey, I’m downstairs right now. Head down when you’re ready and we’ll get outta here.” He pauses, “I’ve arranged for the hotel to send some people up to bring your things to the car, so they should be there in a minute. Alright … see you soon.” He says as hangs up the phone, he looks around the lobby area of the hotel for a moment before making a quick call to the office to make sure everything was in place for him leaving for a week. Of course he knew he’d be in regular contact but he was confident that everything was in hand.

Vincent opens the door for Tisha and helps her out of the car, locking the vehicle he sends the call to someone from the label to come pick up the car and take it back to his house. He smiles a little as she mentions about how she’ll find it difficult to keep her hands off of him on the flight to New York. As she gives him a peck on the lips, he places both hands around her lower back and pulls her tightly into him, pressing his lips against her sliding his tongue in and passionately kissing her. His hands immediately move further south as they continue to kiss, place his hands on each ass cheek, giving a slight squeeze.

After a few brief but passionate moments he pulls away from the kiss, keeping one hand on her ass as he gently brushes the hair from her face in order to get a clear look at her, “Sure, let’s get going.” He says as he gestures for her to walk up the stairs to the private jet, he walks behind her admiring her figure as they make their way onto the jet.

As they’re sat with each other in the spacious and luxuries private jet, Vincent takes a sip from his glass of champagne, he had immense respect for the level that Tisha had clearly built herself to in order to be in the position to have this sort of luxury. He admired ambition and always seeked out success throughout his young life but was always wary of finding that balance between uber successful but still maintain that human touch, a grasp on reality. Finding that balance had been relatively straight forward up until fairly recently and running a label in an industry and city overflowing with wealth and excess and success had started to become slightly more challenging, more so than anything, he didn’t want to fully lose himself to ambition.

Although they had only known each other a matter hours, he admired the way Tisha had so quickly made her intentions felt, in an industry where people dance around their feelings and emotions, she had already shown her tactile nature around him from the moment they met and it was something that was incredibly endearing and refreshing to him. It also made him want to be just as transparent and open with her.

“Oh man, we going back to the very beginning?” he says with a small laugh, “I’m from a pretty big family, we talkin’ three brothers and two sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents all lived in the same neighbourhood. We all like crazy close, just as close with my cousins as I am with my siblings. You know how it is when you all the same age and grow up together?.” He says, taking another sip from his glass of champagne. “From Louisiana, Baron Rouge originally but I been out in California for the past four years, hustling for some tough years but we keep that faith in our hearts and belief in ourselves thank we’ll reap the rewards, however long it takes. I’ve been blessed to get to where I’m at right now, I can’t lie. But I don’t want to seem arrogant but I think this is just the beginning for me, you know?”

He definitely had a slight southern twang in his voice and his phrasing would occasionally show traces of where he grew up. He never had the thickest southern accent but it was definitely there, although four years in California had softened his accent a little.

“I can imagine. We definitely had a lot of different cultures all around us growing up, people from all corners of the globe, that’s for sure.” He says as she mentioned her Grandpa originally migrated there from Colombia. I haven’t been back home in some time, I’m definitely due a trip down there. I can definitely show you around.” He takes another sip of champagne, “I’m 26 years old. Born on the 3rd January 1998.”

He nods a little as she asks him which number child he is, “Two older brothers, one younger brother and two younger sisters.” He says with a smile as she seemed excited to learn this information, “It was definitely a full house growing up. Kinda wild, I ain’t gonna lie.” He laughs before turning the tables onto Tisha, “How about you? Tell me your story.”

He was always aware that there was quite an age-gap between them, obviously Tisha being as famous as she is and around the industry for as long as she had, it was no surprise to him. He could tell by her reaction that she was slightly taken aback that he was as young as he was, but he didn’t have any issues from his side, if anything it was much more of a turn on for him. He had been in relationships with younger women, but often they just didn’t know what they wanted or he usually discovered they were generally directionless. Tisha was something completely different for him, something he wanted to explore fully.

“I’mma young stallion.” He says with a chuckle, he wasn’t going to go out of his way to try to reassure her, he knew he could be good for Tisha, he was a driven and confident person. He definitely didn’t feel like the age gap would be an issue, if anything it was perfect for him. “Ain’t nothing to be nervous about, babe. I ain’t just some twenty-something year old fuckboy. I’m legit, you’ll see.” he says confidently.

He listens to her story, despite having heard a lot of Tisha’s music over the years, he really didn’t know very much about her background and life. But he was intrigued at her story, or at least the information she was telling him in that moment. “It sounds like you’ve had some shit to deal with in your life. You gotta be proud of where you’re at despite all of those challenges, right? I mean look at this.” He says, gesturing to the luxury of the private jet and the live she has built for herself. He continues listening and his eyes light up a little as she says that Miami is her true home, “Oh man, I love New York. But I’m serious when I say, Miami is the one for me. That is my kind of town.”

He was definitely already looking ahead in their relationship or whatever this would turn into and hoped to spend some time with her in Miami. He continues to listen as she states that she’s vegan, although he wasn’t he could certainly appreciate somebody trying to better themselves. He listens closely as she says the next thing she’s about to say is important, he nods and is a little surprised when she says it’s been six years, he had some idea that despite her flirtation with him she was somewhat hesitant in going further right away, he nodded as she asked how he felt about it, “No expectations, right?” he says, “I ain’t here with you right now, just so I can say to the guys, ‘I fucked Tisha Jackson’, that ain’t what it’s about for me. I’m at a point in my life where that one night stand or fuck buddy mentality doesn’t fuel me. I ain’t playin’ and I’m alright with proving everything I say is true, but I’m looking for something real, something that lasts.” He felt like he had already went some way in proving he was serious, but had no issue with her hesitation, he understood it fully. “Take your time, I’mma still be here. You’ll see.”

Vincent was serious in what he was saying, he was mature despite his age and although he didn’t know exactly what this trip would lead to, for him it was an opportunity to get to know Tisha. Of course he was extremely attracted to her, but if the connection wasn’t there then that attraction would count for nothing. Fortunately he definitely felt like there was a spark between the two of them, there was a mutual connection between each other and a relationship is definitely something he could see between the two of them.

“Man, nothing worse than a place you love becoming tainted by bad memories.” He knew exactly the sort of feeling she spoke about when she said that home was good until it wasn’t. “I feel you on that, the heat, the lifestyle. I ain’t dealing with the cold unless I absolutely have to.” He smiled a little as she grabbed his hand excitedly and talked about him joining her in Miami sometime, “I’mma definitely join you out in Miami, hit me up when you back out there and I’ll make it happen.” He knew his record label was still in it’s infancy, slowly building it’s roster having only launched a few months ago but knew things would be moving into another gear just ahead of summer, so there was a window in the next couple of months for him to take her up on her offer.

He smiled as she reassured him that she was into him and it was clear from what she was saying that she felt like he was worth her time, “I understand fully, you don’t have to justify your feelings to me. I get it, you need to be sure that it’s right.” He held her hand and smiled, “I’m happy to be here with you, I want you to let me into your world. I don’t imagine it’s easy to let your guard down and I appreciate you doing that, even just a small amount.”

Vincent places his hands on her waist as she climbs on top of him, sitting on his lap. He runs his hands down her waist, eventually cupping her ass cheeks as she sits on his lap, her body was something crafted by the gods, it was perfect, curvaceous and full of shape. As the make out with each other, he allows his hands to roam freely around her body, wanting to feel as much of her as possible. With their tongues passionately intertwined, his hands finally settle high up on her inner thighs, so temptingly close to her pussy but he refrains from moving further, respecting her wishes but still making sure to get close enough for her to feel a tinge of electricity coursing through her.

Vincent knew that there was immediate lust between them, it was clear from the moment they saw each other. They could barely keep their hands off of each other, it hadn’t been very long since they met but they had already explored each others bodies quite extensively. He knew she wouldn’t be open to going all the way, she had made that pretty clear at least until he had proven himself to be someone relationship worthy, but he was having fun finding other ways to feed each others desires.

They continued to kiss, tongues furiously battling one another in moments of intense passion, the moans she was making made it very clear that she certainly longed for a release having been celibate for six years. The way she was so passionate in every move turned Vincent on, he knew that if they ever did take things further it would be an intense encounter that much was certain.

Vincent caressed Tisha’s breast with his left hand as she directed his right hand onto her pussy, feeling the warmth as she started grinding down on his hand, he continued to rub gently to begin with but gradually more rapid and intensely the more she rocked her thighs around on top of him.