My Life With Kate (Jack Ryker Book 3)

by M T Stone

  “Yes, but pull it inside. I would hate for anything to happen to it,” Carmela added.

  ~~~

  As we arrived at the villa, it looked magnificent in the light of a full moon. The grounds were nicely lit as well and included a large outdoor patio as well as a swimming pool.

  “The pool is heated,” Jack said as he bent down and dipped his hand in the water.

  “Look at the view.” It was an infinity pool that overlooked a castle as well as several vineyards strewn throughout the valley below.

  “If it’s nice tomorrow, we should spend the entire day right here,” Jack said surveying the outdoor kitchen that was complete with a grill and brick oven. “Do you know how to make pizza dough?”

  “I’ll have to Google it.”

  Jack threw our bags in the bedroom, while I used the bathroom to get ready for a little fun before bed. Since Jack had consumed several glasses of wine he was in a very good mood, so I came out in nothing but a sheer lace negligee and a smile. Unfortunately, I found him lying in the center of the bed still fully dressed. The clean lifestyle he’s been living has caught up with him. He can’t handle wine like he used to. I pulled his shoes and socks off, before undoing his pants and pulling them off as well.

  “I’ll be ready to go in a minute honey,” he slurred as I helped him get under the covers.

  “I don’t think this thing will be ready for anything tonight,” I replied giving his package a gentle squeeze.

  “I’ll be fine… I just need to rest for a minute,” were his final words before the snoring began.

  I just smiled, brushed his hair to the side and gave him a goodnight kiss on the forehead. It had been an incredible day in spite of him passing out a little too early. I walked back out to the patio and stood next to the infinity pool. As I looked out at the valley below, I tried to take in the moment and simply absorb all the beauty. Shopping was fun this afternoon, but it pales in comparison to this view. However, I am thrilled to have a whole new wardrobe designed by Alessandria Ferrera. I can’t wait to wear all of those beautiful little dresses once we get back to the Caribbean. I sat down on the edge of the pool and dipped my legs into the water. For some strange reason it seems to make Jack happy when I buy things. So, I guess I will buy things. What a gorgeous view.

  Jack

  What the hell? I woke up at 10:30am feeling like I a train wreck. I’ve always been able to handle my booze better than that. I’m glad we don’t have anything on the agenda today. After collecting myself I got out of bed, threw on a robe and walked out to the patio.

  “Good morning, I was starting to get a little concerned,” Kate said as I collapsed into the chair next to her.

  “I don’t know what the hell happened last night.”

  “You visited your favorite vineyard and got a little carried away.”

  “It didn’t seem like I had more than a few glasses.”

  “That’s what happens when your host fills your glass constantly.”

  “That’s true. At least this sun feels good. Have you tried out the pool?”

  “Yeah, it’s nice and warm. It was so beautiful out here last night. I just sat with my legs dangling in the water.”

  “I’m sorry I missed it.”

  “Are you hungry? I’ll make you an omelet. The kitchen is fully stocked.”

  “That sounds good. I’m glad you know how to cook. Otherwise we would have to go find the nearest restaurant. Shit, we don’t even have a car.” Maybe an omelet and some toast will settle my stomach.

  As Kate went to make my breakfast, I sent Carmela a text thanking her for a wonderful evening.

  Me: Thanks for the fantastic evening of food and wine.

  Carmela: You are most welcome Jack. Do you want me to drop off the Ferrari? I’ve always wanted to drive one.

  Jack: Sure, as long as you bring along a couple bottles of Paleo. I need a little hair of the dog.

  Carmela: Did I serve you too much wine?

  Jack: Definitely! I haven’t passed out in years.

  Carmela: Sorry… I’ll bring some along. Will later this afternoon be alright?

  Jack: Perfect.

  After a delicious breakfast, I got rid of the robe, sat back and enjoyed the sunshine. I hadn’t thought of bringing along a swimsuit, but my boxers were just fine as long as they were dry. After all, we were high on a hill that overlooked the whole valley, so it wasn’t like anyone could see us. In addition to the seclusion, it was one of the quietest places I had ever visited. It was almost deafening after all the years I had spent living in the city. While I soaked in the sun, Kate finished up her yoga stretches and began searching online for pizza dough recipes. She really wanted to try out the brick oven for dinner. A nice greasy pizza and a small glass of wine would probably straighten out my stomach.

  Even though the air temperature was only in the low sixties, it was actually hot sitting in the sun. All the brown stone absorbed the sun’s heat and since there wasn’t a breeze, it felt much warmer.

  “I wish I had packed a bikini,” Kate said as she finished up online.

  “You don’t need a swimsuit. There’s no one around for miles,” I assured her. Besides, I couldn’t think of a better way to get over my hangover than to watch her go skinny dipping.

  “I’ll do it if you will,” she said in her naughty tone giving my boxers a tug.

  “I don’t think I’m up for it baby. My stomach is still pretty upset.”

  “Come on. The water will feel good,” she replied grabbing my hands and pulling me to my feet.

  She immediately grabbed hold of my boxers and pulled them to my ankles. Little shit! I quickly returned the favor, helping her out of her clothes as well.

  She was right, the water did feel great. I took a few leisurely laps back and forth before coming to rest next to her at the far end of the pool. “This view is amazing.”

  “That’s for sure. We definitely need to come back here again,” she replied as she slid up next to me.

  “We can go anywhere you want... anywhere.”

  Kate

  For the first time in my life I was experiencing what Jack meant by absolute freedom. He was right. We could go anywhere and do anything we wanted to do. I had really enjoyed being on his yacht, but I found being out in the real world, away from his staff and servers, much more exhilarating. Being one on one with Jack high on a hill, surrounded by nothing but rolling countryside was like something from a dream.

  “Can we come back here for our honeymoon?”

  “We can do whatever you want. Do you really want to come back to Italy?” He asked seeming doubtful for some strange reason.

  “I do. Getting away from everything boosts my creativity and makes me feel incredible.” I slipped in between him and the wall, running my fingers down along his sides.

  “Then that’s what we’ll do. I’ve already had the career I wanted, lived in the city for almost fifty years and raised a family. The next chapter in my life is about making sure you get what you want out of life.” He slid his hands around my bottom and lifted me up to his level.

  “That’s so sweet, but what the heck did I ever do to deserve this?”

  “I’ve already told you several times… you saved my life. Obviously you don’t believe me, but it’s the truth. You literally saved my life and I’ll be happy to spend my days helping you make all your dreams come true.”

  “I’m sorry but you are just too good to be true.” I kissed him hard as our wet, naked bodies clung to one another. If this is a dream, please don’t ever let me wake up.

  Jack

  I had told Kate many times that I had already raised a family, built a business and accomplished everything I had set out to do. While in Italy I think she finally began to believe that the future was about fulfilling her ambitions, not mine. Besides, the way everything had fallen together, all I had to do was make sure that Kate was successful and it meant that Jayne and Brandon would be successful as well. The only personal ambiti
ons I have at this point are to shut down a few factories that are using slave labor and to be an advisor to Kate and the kids. The Saturday in New York when Kate had left me behind at the hotel confirmed that she meant much more to me than any new business idea. She is my focus.

  I lifted her out of the pool and onto the ledge overlooking the valley below. I pushed her onto her back and gripped her hips tightly. “If you’re trying to freak me out… it’s working,” she moaned as my tongue began to tease her wet folds.

  “I thought you might like living on the edge.”

  Her fingers gripped the edge of the pool as I began to tug at her clit with my lips and tongue. Her abs began to quiver as I sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body. She was so light that there was never any danger of her going over the edge, but I’m sure she felt otherwise. The combination of adrenaline and endorphins had her moaning and squirming within a matter of minutes. I pulled her back into the water and kissed her passionately. I absolutely love the feeling of her wet skin against mine. Kate began stroking my already rigid cock, as we slowly made our way to the other end of the pool.

  “You’ve made me feel young again,” I whispered in her ear as I picked her up and carried her back to the lounge chair. My hangover was completely forgotten and had been replaced by the familiar feeling of burning desire.

  “I want you to fuck me hard,” she asserted with a flash of lust in her eyes.

  “Whoa, tiger,” I murmured as I set her down on the lounge chair. “I’ll give you something hard.”

  She giggled.

  I flipped her onto her stomach and lifted her hips off the chair. Plunging two fingers inside her, I immediately went for her G-Spot. If she wants intensity, that’s what she’s going to get. My other hand simultaneously went to work on her clit, rolling it between my fingers and thumb. Her reaction was almost immediate, so I continued to increase the intensity. I could feel her trying to pull away, but my left arm was around her leg so I held her in place.

  “Oh fuck Jack… that’s so intense,” she gasped as back began to arch.

  Changing the routine just slightly, I began to massage her G-spot in a circular motion while increasing the pressure on her clit. She began to moan loudly and it felt as if she was about to come. I held her tightly in place, as I continued with as much intensity as I could deliver. A cry came from deep inside her as her pussy literally exploded with juices. I wrapped one arm around her waist to hold her up and continued to massage her G-spot with the other. After every couple of strokes I would be greeted with another squirt and more gasping moans from Kate.

  “Please stop… I can’t take anymore. God please,” she begged.

  I pulled my fingers from her and ran my tongue up and down her folds, stopping to tickle her swollen clit. Her body was still twitching, but her breathing had recovered so I stood up, straddled the chair and pushed my throbbing dick inside her.

  “Wait… I’m not,” was all she got out before she realized there was no point in protesting. I was running hot from watching her squirt all over my fingers and tasting her love juices on my lips.

  Gripping her hips tightly I gave her several deep strokes before lifting her slightly and pushing her knees together. The combination of her flowing juices and the tight squeeze insured that I wasn’t going to last very long, but it felt absolutely incredible. I could feel my blood pressure rising with each stroke and looking down at her gorgeous ass made it even more difficult to maintain control.

  She began to tremble once again as I slammed my hips against her bottom. The words fuck me hard played back in my head as I gripped her tightly and delivered exactly what she had requested. She is so beautiful from every vantage point. I could make love to her all day long. As I felt my climax approaching I kneeled behind her and pulled her to me. I wrapped my arms around her body and buried myself deep inside of her once again. She began to bounce her hips just enough to take over where I had left off. We’re getting to know each other so well. Holding her tight, I let my mind wander in order to extend the pleasure as long as possible. She felt so good and my cock was so sensitized that every little motion sent ripples of pleasure coursing through my body. Apparently sensing my efforts to delay, she began to bounce more aggressively. I tightened my grip on her, but allowed her to continue with her intentions.

  “Fuck me harder,” I tauntingly whispered in her ear.

  Never one to back down from a challenge, she began to lift herself even higher and pounded me as if we had completely reversed roles. I squeezed her nipples between my fingers as she bucked and moaned at an almost furious pace. My God I’m going to explode was the only thought going through my head as she continued at a feverish pace. As she pushed past my point of tolerance I heard a loud groan escape my lips. Knowing that she had me on the ropes, she reached down to balance herself as she sought to join my climax.

  “God that was fun,” she said as we both collapsed onto the lounge chair.

  “Yeah, it was. Once again I’m thankful for my pacemaker. I think you would’ve killed me without it,” I replied without thinking.

  “Don’t say that,” she said elbowing me. “You know how it freaks me out when you say things like that.”

  “I’m sorry. It was a bad joke,” I replied, even though it wasn’t intended to be funny.

  “Brrr,” Kate complained as a cool breeze caused instant goose bumps on our still damp skin.

  “Yeah, I’m ready to get back to the Caribbean myself.”

  “Me too, as long as we get to come back for our honeymoon,” she countered.

  “Of course and we can even spend part of the year here if you would like. When we are back I’ll introduce you to Alessandria. I think you two will hit it off.”

  “That would be awesome! Maybe one day I’ll get to work with my favorite designer.”

  “I’m sure you will and it might be sooner rather than later.”

  Chapter 16

  Friday March 9, 2012 - Aruba

  Kate

  The remainder of our Caribbean cruise vacation flew by quickly once we returned from Milan. By the time we reached Aruba everything we needed for our wedding was in order. My mother had been bugging me on a regular basis, so everything had been double and triple checked. My dress was waiting for me and it fit like a glove just as Amelia promised. It’s still not worth $35,000, but I guess it doesn’t matter.

  We had gone over the menu with Chef Jameson and Sofia’s test run on the cake turned out fabulous. Who knew I would love rolled fondant so much? We had decided to hold the ceremony on a deserted beach and then bring everyone back to the yacht for the reception. Since we had a full crew aboard, there was no reason to have it anywhere else. Since we arrived early in the day, we even had time to meet the minister and get to know him a little bit. Being an old fashioned girl at heart, I wanted to be married by a minister. Besides, I knew it would make Mom happy.

  Jack

  We had definitely chosen the right wedding coordinator, because everything fell into place without a glitch. By late afternoon we had checked out everything first hand and Kate seemed to be completely at ease. Brandon was going to be my best man and Belinda would be Kate’s maid of honor so they had both been fitted in the city. In addition to them, I had sent the entire family over to Saks and instructed Sheri to make sure everyone was color coordinated and looking sharp. Tim called at 2:00pm letting us know that nearly everyone was onboard the jet and he estimated that they would touch down in Aruba at about 8:00pm.

  “It’s hard to believe that we will be married by this time tomorrow,” I said as we walked down the beach to try out a new restaurant.

  “I know. It’s only our two month anniversary, so we are kind of rushing into it.”

  “Actually Tuesday was our two month anniversary. You aren’t having second thoughts are you?”

  “Not at all. It just seems like we’ve known each other forever, so it’s weird to think we’ve only been together for two months.”

  “I k
now, but I honestly fell in love with you about seven days in. I have no doubt that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

  “Me either. I want to marry you tomorrow on the beach,” she replied grabbing me around the waist.

  “Alright, but if you change your mind just let me know.”

  “I’m not going to change my mind, so drop it. Now let’s go eat.”

  The restaurant was busy so we took a seat at the bar while waiting for a table. “It’s been a long time since I had to wait for a table. It’s actually kind of nice to just sit at the bar and have a drink first.”

  “Are you admitting that it’s nice to be normal once in a while?” Kate teased giving me that little smartass grin.

  “Normal… I’m not so sure there is such a thing. Just look around this place. Who here looks to be normal?”

  “True story. It is quite a mix of ages, races and eccentricities. You should get a pair of shorts like those,” she said pointing to an obnoxious yellow pair of Tommy Bahamas.

  “Yeah, and you should wear a skirt like that one over there,” I countered pointing to something equally as hideous.

  “I think I’ll stick to my Alessandria Ferrera dresses, thank you very much.”

  “Oh, so now who’s the snob in the thousand dollar sundresses?”

  “Hey, you’re the one who got pissed that I wasn’t spending enough money. My only concern is to make you happy, so I’m actually wearing this for you!”

  “Well thank you for being so thoughtful. You do look cute as hell in it. In fact, that guy across the bar must like it too. He’s been staring ever since we sat down.”

  “Oh fuck,” she whispered leaning into me. “That’s CW!”

  I thought that punk looked familiar.

  Kate

  What the hell is he doing here? This is getting very creepy. What the fuck is wrong with him? We never even dated! I froze for a moment, not knowing exactly what to do. I should probably go talk to him and see what the hell is up.