by Vi Keeland
Unlike last time, his touch was soft and gentle, but it turned me on no less. He kneaded my tender breasts and circled my nipples. His thumb brushing gently over my stiff peaks. Jack pushed his body firmly against my back and I felt his hardness up against my ass. A moan escaped from deep in my throat and I heard Jack growl.
His lips trailed kisses up and down the back of my neck then he licked his way to my ear. He nibbled my lobe and his hot fast breath sent a wave of pleasure from my ear down to my already swollen clit.
One of his hands found its way to my sex and my legs widened shamelessly at his unspoken command. I was aroused and panting as one hand hovered near my clit while the other pinched at my swollen nipples.
“I love how wet you get form me” Jack whispered in my ear as he slid his hand beneath my panties and pushed into me carefully.
I was glad that he was behind me and couldn’t see my face. He couldn’t see that I closed my eyes and allowed myself to surrender to his touch. I knew he liked to watch me come, but he was making it all about me that morning.
My back arched, pushing my ass further into his hard cock and unintentionally giving him better access. His finger stroked in and out of me and then he pulled out and pushed back into me with two fingers. I moaned and he responded by plunging into me faster and deeper. My hips made small circles, thrusting into his hand as he finger fucked me with the hands of a man that knew a woman’s body.
I was panting and mindless and my knees began to buckle beneath me. Jack moved his hand at my breast to around my waist, taking a firm grip on me as he felt my body start to surrender to its weight. He was breathing heavy too as he spoke, “I have you baby, give in to it.” His thumb moved to cover my clit and he rubbed in gently but firm circles.
My body tightened and I screamed out as I came while he pushed his fingers in and out of me over and over again in a steady rhythm.
Jack held me as I came down from my orgasm and then allowed my raised t-shirt to fall back down around me. He kissed the back of my neck lovingly and turned me around to face him, pulling me into a hug with my head pressed against his chest. I loved the feel of him holding me tenderly.
After a few minutes, he pulled back to look at me, “We still need to talk.” His lips pressed to my forehead in a gentle kiss.
“But I didn’t take care of you yet.” My answer was sheepish.
“Feeling you come for me is taking care of me.” Jack pushed a lock of hair behind my air tenderly.
“That’s sweet, but it doesn’t help with that.” I looked down at the bulge in his pants and smiled.
He laughed lightheartedly and planted a chaste kiss on my lips. “True, if you still want to take care of me after we talk, then I’ll let you.” He held me tight and I had a sick feeling in my stomach that he knew it might be the last time he held me.
***
I decided to shower before we sat down to talk. I needed to clear my head after our morning interlude in the kitchen. Jack showered after me, while I did a half ass job of blow drying my hair and threw on a little mascara. I watched in the reflection in the mirror as he came out of the bathroom wrapped in only a towel. I didn’t think I would ever get used to how beautiful the man was. Everything about him was just so damn masculine and sexy. His body was worthy of worship and I knew that he worked hard at maintaining it. God just didn’t make creatures look like that, shit like that came from a lot of hours in the gym.
I was frozen in the mirror when he dropped the towel and pulled on the jeans from the night before without anything underneath. He still had a full erection and, oddly, I found it endearing that he hadn’t taken care of it in the shower. I was so caught up in feasting on his body with my eyes, that I didn’t notice he was watching me watch him through the mirror. He lifted his arms over his head to put on his shirt and all of the muscles in his shoulders and pecks flexed. “If you keep looking at me like that, we aren’t going to have that talk today.” He pulled the shirt down over his flat stomach, obscuring my view of his sexy as hell happy trail.
Shit. He had caught me when my mouth had been literally hanging open. I was just glad that I wasn’t actually drooling when I was caught. His sexy eyes were dark and I was certain he wanted me as bad as I wanted him. But I needed to have a clear head when we spoke and figure out what was going on between us. “Full of yourself aren’t you?”
I watched as he walked up behind me in the mirror and put his hands on my shoulders. His eyes never left mine in the mirror as he leaned down to whisper in my ear. “I’d much rather be filling you baby.” His words sent a shiver down my spine and he knew my body reacted to him.
“Well let’s get this talk over with then, shall we?” I was teasing, but the smile vanished from his face. He was nervous about our talk and it made me scared of what I was about to hear.
We sat down in the living room. I curled my feet up underneath me on the couch and he sat across from me in the chair. “So do I get ten more questions?” I tried to break the tension in the room with a teasing first question. He smiled but the smile didn’t make it up to his eyes.
“What do you know about me and my work Syd?” His voice was serious.
“Well, I know that you own 51% of the Heston Hotel chain, you pointed that out to your father backstage last week.”
“I do. My grandfather started the hotel chain and gave my father 49% when he was old enough to get involved in the business. Then when he died, he left 49% to me and 2% to my mother. We had all expected that my mother’s will would leave both my father and I each 1% when she died, so that we were equal partners, but she didn’t. She left me the 2%, giving me controlling interest in the hotels. I didn’t think she knew about my father’s affairs when she was alive, but after her will was read, I realized that she did.”
Wow, there was a lot of screwed up information there, but that didn’t sound like something that would send me running for the hills. “I take it your father wasn’t happy about your having more control of the business then him?”
“My father doesn’t like anyone but him to have any control.”
Hmmm…maybe there was more there than I thought. Did he realize that the apple didn’t appear to fall far from the tree on the control issue? “Okay.” I dragged the word out, letting him know that I was waiting for more.
“The hotels aren’t my only business.” He paused and looked into my eyes. “Do you remember me telling you that I invested in a business to embarrass my father?”
I shook my head, waiting for the rest.
“I own a production company.” Jack ran his fingers through his hair and blew out a deep breath.
“Okay.” My brows furrowed in confusion.
“I own the largest porn film production company in the United States, Syd. My other business is making porn.”
He watched me intently, waiting for my reaction. My first thought was, okay, that isn’t so bad. But then memories of our past conversations came flooding back and I started to put together the pieces of the puzzle. He had 500 to 1,000 partners? He is amazing in bed? That women, with the over the top appearance at the conference, he said he brought her to piss off his father, was she an actress? I felt the bile in my stomach rise to my throat and it stung as I opened my mouth to speak. “Have you ever been in one of the films?” I held my breath waiting for the answer.
“No.” His response was immediate and unwavering.
“Have you been with any of the actresses?”
“Yes.”
My heart clenched. “Was the woman that you were with last weekend at the conference an actress?”
“Yes.”
“Is she your girlfriend? Were you with her after you got back from Hawaii?” The thought of him being with her after the week that we had shared made me sick. The tears filled my eyes and I looked away, fighting back their escape.
“No, I didn’t lie to you. I haven’t had a girlfriend since I was a teenager. And I wasn’t with her after I got back from Hawaii.”
He moved from
the chair to sit next to me on the couch and I kept my head turned from him. I wanted to hide my emotions. He took my face in his hands and gently forced me to look at him. I saw pain in his eyes when the tears started flowing from down my cheeks.
He looked into my eyes as he spoke. “Syd, I’m not proud of who I am or things that I have done. And I know I don’t deserve you. You’re sweet and good and everything that I’m not. I tried to keep away so you wouldn’t get hurt, but I can’t help myself when it comes to you. I never wanted to be with a woman, the way I want to be with you. I want to get lay under the stars with you and talk for hours, and walk in the park holding your hand. You make me feel like I can be a better man when I’m around you. I’m terrified of the things you make me feel and I don’t know how to control it.”
I buried my head in his chest and he wrapped his arms around me while my tears turned into sobs. I wasn’t even sure why I was crying, I was just so wrought with emotions and everything he had shared that I couldn’t help but explode. Jack stroked my head until I slowly calmed in his arms. “You okay baby?” He whispered.
I nodded. “I just need to lay down for a bit, my head is pounding.”
Jack pulled off his shirt and laid himself back on the couch, pulling me to his warm chest and wrapping me in his arms. Neither of us was running away, it was a start.
***
I had no idea how long I had slept for, but my headache was gone when I woke up. And at least I didn’t think I was going to throw up anymore. I looked up and found Jack awake, watching me.
“Hey.” He spoke softly and stroked my hair.
“Did you sleep?” I stretched a bit and then snuggled closer into his chest.
“No.”
“Are you okay?”
He shook his head and gently laughed. “I lay out all my fucked up dirty laundry at your feet and you ask me if I’m okay? He emphasized the I’m. “And you wonder why I can’t keep away from you.” He kissed my forehead.
I sat up on the couch on my knees and straddled one leg on each side of him as he laid on his back. “If we are going to try this, there is no mixing business with pleasure for you. In fact, there is no pleasure for you with anyone but me.” I punctuated the sentence with my finger into his chest.
“Deal. But you know I don’t have much experience with relationships, so you need to have patience with me.”
“Patience, yes. Tolerance for cheating, no.” I smiled at him.
Jack moved and before I even knew what he was doing, he had switched our positions. I was on my back and he was kneeling on the couch above me, his legs straddled on either side of me.
“Got it, no cheating. And just so we are clear, you belong to me now, so no one touches your ass but me either.”
My heart melted at the thought of belonging to Jack. “Deal.”
Jack leaned down, bringing his face close to mine. “Are we done talking for now?”
I nodded, his handsome face so close to mine was a major distraction to my brain.
“Good, because baby, I’ve been in this apartment for almost a day, while your sweet little ass laid on top of me and squirmed with my fingers inside of you. If I don’t bury myself inside of you within the next five minutes, you aren’t going to be able to walk tomorrow.”
My eyes opened wide at his words, then narrowed and squinted as if to test him to see if he was telling the truth.
His smile was wicked and sexy. “On the couch or in the bedroom babe?”
Okay, so he wasn’t kidding. My stomach did a flip and I took a deep breath in and rolled my eyes, pretending it was a sacrifice. “Bedroom.”
“Good girl.” He scooped me up carried me into the bedroom.
***
For the first time since I moved to New York, I dreaded going to work. Jack and I had come so far in the last twenty-four hours and I hated that I had to leave him already. I wanted to stay in bed and snuggle with him all weekend. But I couldn’t let the band down, and the club would be busy on a Saturday night, so I forced myself to get up and get ready. When I walked out dressed for work, Jack was talking on his cell phone. I watched as he slowly looked me up and down. I had purposely dressed in my favorite red shirt and black form fitting skirt, pairing it will five inch stilettos and a dozen long silver chains in all different lengths.
He kept his eyes on me as he spoke into his phone, “I don’t give a fuck what it costs, just do it.” He snapped the phone shut and walked to me.
“Is that what you wear to work every night?”
I played dumb. “No, I don’t wear this outfit to work every single night. I wear all different outfits silly.” I placed the palms of my hands against his chest. “Everything okay, you sounded pissed on your call?”
“Yes, everything is find, it was hotel business.” He wrapped one arm around my waist and tugged me against him hard. “Do you feel that Syd? I just look at you dressed like that and I’m fucking hard again. How am I supposed to watch you go to work, knowing a room full of drunk men will feel the same way about my woman?”
Fuck. Me. His jealous streak excited me and now I was going to have to walk around all night with a swell aching between my legs. “I only want one man sweetie.” I reached up on my tippy toes to kiss his mouth softly.
***
Jack had insisted that he drop me at the hotel on his way home. A sleek black Mercedes SUV was parked out front when we got downstairs. I took one look at the car and knew it was Jack’s. “Yours?” I looked at him and rolled my eyes in response to his smirk.
Jack navigated us with his hand at the small of my back to the SUV door and the driver jumped out to open it. The uniformed driver nodded to Jack, “Evening Mr. Heston.”
We pulled up outside of the hotel and I had expected that Jack was dropping me off and going back to his place, but he told his driver to come back for him in an hour and got out with me. I looked at him quizzically, as he helped me out of the SUV. “I have a few things to take care of here, so I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone.”
He took my hand and we made our way through the hotel’s front door.
“Two?” I thought maybe I had missed something, what was the other thing?
Jack smiled at me, an evil but sexy at hell smile. “Within five minutes of walking through the front lobby holding your hand, the entire staff will be buzzing. It will make you off limits and security will make it their business to keep a closer eye on you.”
I stopped dead in my tracks in the middle of the lobby. “So you’re essentially a dog pissing on his territory.”
Jack tightened the hand he was holding and pulled me to him, wrapping the other arm firmly around my waist. “Yep. Is that a problem babe?”
I opened my mouth to respond and Jack used it as an opportunity to cover my mouth with his and kiss me. It wasn’t a sweet quick kiss, it was a demanding make your knees week and leave me breathless kiss. His tongue explored my mouth and licked at my lips, stopping to suck in my tongue. When he broke the kiss, he kept his face close to mine, and I was lightly panting. “That should do it baby.” He looked around, apparently satisfied with himself.
I peered to one side of the room, and then the other. Jack was right, we had apparently gotten the attention of everyone in the room “You’re unbelievable.”
He kissed me chastely before letting me go. “And don’t you forget it babe.”
***
An hour later, Jack came back to the empty club while I was finishing my set up routine and said goodbye. “Your place or mine tonight?” He said it like there was never any question that we would be spending the night together again that night.
“Yours, your bathroom is bigger than my apartment.” I smiled.
“I’ll be back at midnight for you.”
“That’s not necessary Jack. I can take a cab to your place.”
He kissed me sweetly on the lips. “I want to.”
I sighed “Okay.”
Chapter 16
Sunday morning w
e slept late and it was early afternoon before we got out of bed. Jack ordered room service and a pot of coffee for me. We sat at his dining room table that could sit 14 and I wondered how much entertaining he did that he needed such a big table.
“Do you host a lot of parties?”
“Here? No. The only people that have ever been up here are my boys that you met in Hawaii, and they don’t require a dining room table or hosting.”
His statement peaked my interest. “So, the five hundred or thousand women that you have….entertained, none of them have been here?” I dragged out the word entertained because fucked just didn’t seem appropriate at the dining room table.
I saw Jack’s face growing uncomfortable. “No, there has never been another woman in my bed Syd. You are the first woman I’ve entertained here.” He drew out the word entertained the same as I did, mocking my choice of words.
My inner goddess was delighted with the news that no woman had been in his bed before. But something didn’t make sense. “So where did you entertain the women then?”
Jack’s jaw tensed and I instantly knew I wasn’t going to like the answer. He looked down at his plate. “I keep a room on the 15th floor.”
I almost choked on my coffee. “You keep a fuck room?” My voice was louder and more condescending than I meant it to be.
“I kept a room where I could spend the night, it is a small suite and I keep some of my things down there. It has an office in there too.” His voice was controlled and I could tell he was trying to restrain his emotion and not be defensive.
“Do you have an office here too?” I wasn’t trying to be sarcastic, but it came out that way anyway.
“I told you I wasn’t proud of my past Syd. But we’re together now and you’re in my bed, not in that room, so let’s not do this.” Jack got up from the table and stormed out of the room.
I sat for a few minutes thinking. Jack was right, I was jealous and acting like a brat. He had been honest with me from the start and never pretended he was anything other than who he was. He didn’t deserve my judgment. I cleared the table and went to apologize.
