The Echoes of Destiny - the Beginning

by Hannah Pierce

  “But I love sex, I worship it.”

  He smiled the most erotic smile that I had ever seen. “Best thing I have ever heard you say. Let me be the one to fuck you Dina.”

  “Well, I prefer having a connection with the person who is to fuck me. I don’t want to feel like a toy, and just a small connection does it for me.”

  “How come? Why don’t you think of it as you using the man and not vice versa?”

  “I would like to do that, but I can’t seem to do it with you. I can’t think of you as a fuck and nothing more.” I could not believe how demanding he was. He wanted to screw me at all costs, and nothing was going to stop him. “And besides, I like playing an equal game whereby we will both have some sort of connection with you if at all you are to lay me.”

  I could not believe that I had just let him know my weakness, and I detected a glimmer in his eyes. “Now, can you tell me how to go about the issue?” my breathing was becoming harder, as I realized that I was actually asking him how we could work out a sexual relationship. To me sex was a complicated thing, and he on the other hand did not want complications with sex, two different things, and yet we both wanted each other so badly.

  “I hope you understand where I am coming from Jason. We need to have a certain friendship between us. We need to understand more about ourselves than just our bodies, and to do that we will have to meet up in public places. Something like a date but not actually a date, where we will not just be fucking all the time.”

  “Looks like we are doing that right now.”

  “Yes, and that is why I decided to open up to you, so that we could get to know each other a little more. I am glad that you actually stalked me and found an appropriate setting where we could talk.”

  “Well then, I suppose that we are now cool.” He slid his hand down to my under thighs and cupped them, and as he did so, the hem of my dress moved up my thighs slightly. Jason’s gaze stood riveted on the skin that he had just exposed. He ran his tongue over his lips in the most erotic way, and I could almost feel as if he was doing so on my lips.

  I knew that I had taken enough drinks for the evening, but the fact that I was actually bonding with Jason and having a good time about it. I ordered for another drink. It looked like it was going to be an interesting Saturday evening for me. I had the man of my desires right there with me, and my best friend somewhere on the dance floor.

  “Would you like to dance?” Jason asked me, looking at me deep in the eyes, as he stood up and pulled me up with me.

  “I would love to Jason,” I found myself saying without second thought. I was trying to imagine dancing with such an erotic man, and I began wondering if my legs would be strong enough.

  Jason steered me to the stairs, and we took the flight down to the dance floor. I was excited. Adrenaline was pumping through my body, and I swear that I could hear my own heart pounding in my chest. I could not believe that I was actually doing it, but I was off to the dance floor to actually dance with my prince charming. Something about my mood made me feel like I would end up in his bed with him, and even though my mind wanted me to just turn and run away, my heart and body wanted me to go all the way. I looked at his ass as he guided me through the thongs of people, and practically undressed him with my eyes. I had never in my whole life felt the way that I was feeling whenever I was around Jason. Horny. So damn horny.

  He took me into his arms after we found a spot on the dance floor, putting his arm around my waist. It was as if there was electricity in his touch, and I felt all of my senses running off the moment that he pulled me close, onto himself. His maleness was outstanding, and just his smell was driving me crazy with desire. Oh my God, I was actually dancing to a slow song with Jason.

  He moved me around in swift moves, and I wondered just how many women he had danced with the same way. In my heart I prayed that he would be mine, and only mine. I did not want to share him with anybody else, and had he been married, I would have lured him away from his wife. I wanted him badly, and being a jealous possessive woman, I wanted him to myself.

  Jason began grinding his body on me, and I could feel that his dick was already getting hard. The feel of the huge cock pressing against my waist, made me to start sweating in between my legs, the familiar itch coming there once again. I closed my eyes and leaned against Jason’s chest. I felt safe there. I wanted to be able to rest her head on the chest everyday of my life, even though I was scared to get committed to a guy like him. I had seen him in college dating several girls, and even though I really wanted him for myself, I was scared that he might disappoint me, and especially due to the fact that he had also conceded to having a strictly sexual relationship. I however had a feeling that he had changed and was actually in love with me. Of course, that was probably just wishful thinking, a long standing fantasy on my part.

  Chapter Nine

  I woke up in the morning with an enormous hangover. As much as we had danced and drank with Jason, I had managed to resist the urge to go to his place for the much craved sex that had been on my mind the whole time. At least I had taken the time to let him get closer to me, opening up to him things that I would only otherwise have told Shane. It was a calculated risk that I had taken, because I had fallen for him, and wanted him like crazy.

  I went into the bathroom and took a long warm shower, the feel of the water on my skin making me feel slightly better. I then went down to the living room and found Shane busy on his laptop. He looked fresh and alert as if he had not been out drinking with me. Smelling coffee in the kitchen, I went there and filled up a mug for myself, before heading back to the living room and seating myself next to him on the couch.

  “Hey sunshine, nice to see that you are awake.” He was in a good mood, and he pointed at a box at the far end of the coffee table, “That parcel arrived for you a few minutes ago.”

  I put the mug down and reached out for the box, pulling it towards myself. It was wrapped in a beautiful wrapping paper with my name written on the top in beautiful calligraphy. I reaped the paper open, and inside there was a glass bottle with Hangover Doctor printed on it. There was a cute note tied to the neck of the bottle that read, “Drink me.” In the cushioning paper, there was a business card with Jason’s name on it.

  I took out the bottle and studied it. At least I knew that Jason thought of me even when I was not with him. Since meeting him, my life had taken on a new life of its own. One that had excitement and fear embedded into its grain. I looked at Shane, and he was looking at the bottle questioningly.

  “Cheers Shane.” I pulled the cork out of the bottle and drank all the blue fluid inside without even thinking twice. It had a sour taste to it, but after a few seconds in my stomach, I felt a heat going round and round in my stomach. I then instantly felt better, and I felt a little steady.

  “What in the world was that?” Shane asked dubiously.

  “I have not the slightest idea, but all I know is that I am now feeling better.” Yes, and even better at the fact that it was Jason who had gone out of his way to get it for me. Suddenly, I felt a new respect for Jason. If he could remember to take care of my hangover, than it meant that he could take care of me very well.

  Jason picked the business card out of the box, and turning it around, he handed it to me. It read ‘Call me’ written in a neat handwriting which I assumed was Jason’s. I was touched at the fact that he even took the time to write me a note. I loved his tenacity and focus once he was into something. I was flattered beyond belief.

  I suddenly recalled the previous night, and I started craving for him all over again. It was like he was my conscience, and there was nothing that I could do without thinking of him. I craved to have him in my arms. I was dying to feel him touching my body in places that I knew I would only let him touch. I was hot. I was on fire. And he was the only one who had the ability to cool me off.

  Shane picked up the phone and handed it to me, but I shook my head. “No, not now. I want a clear head so that I can thi
nk straight when I talk to him.”

  “You two looked like you had really hit it off last night Dina, he is definitely head over heels in love with you.”

  “I feel the same way about him too,” I said curling up on the sofa and hugging the huge cushions. i looked over at Shane, who was also looking at me. “We intend to hang out together as we get to know each other better, and then we can get all physical having mad sex, no strings attached.”

  Shane took a sip of his coffee as he continued to regard me with interest. “From what I saw yesterday, I think it will be more than just sex. I can see the biggest love story of your life unfolding here.”

  “Maybe, or maybe not.”

  “You are such a skeptic Dina.”

  I looked up at the clock on the wall. “Mom’s driver will be here soon, time to get ready.”

  “Oh yeah, I sure love the massage part. I always come back here refreshed and ready for the next challenge.”

  The words made me feel better, and after we prepared, we were so eager to get going, that we went downstairs to wait for the car that was coming to pick us up downstairs. The doorman at the front desk looked up as we approached.

  “Good morning Dina, Shane. Would you like me to call for you a cab?”

  “Morning Tony, no we will not need a cab today. There is someone coming to pick us up and take us out to the Rose Spa for a massage” Shane said to him.

  “Ah, the Rose Spa, I bought for my wife a voucher to go there last year for Christmas, and she has never gotten over it. She said it was the best experience of her life,” Tony continued.

  “How sweet Tony, women love such mindful gestures,” I put in, “it makes them to feel special.”

  A white car pulled up next to the building, and at the wheel was Pat. Tony held open the door of the car for us, and we got into the back, waving at him as he shut the door. We set off for the spa excited. I was happy since it would be a good time for me to do my nails and also get a facial while there. We both relaxed the moment that we arrived at the spa. Everything about the building brought about an exotic feel, and it smelled of spices and perfumes that reminded one of Arabian Nights.

  Mom was already there when we arrived, and with excitement brimming, we quickly made ourselves comfortable. We were led to the massage beds for the massage, after which I went for a facial, pedicure and manicure. We were all seated in one of the rooms having our nails done when Shane looked over at my mom.

  “Mrs. Garcia, have you ever heard of Jason Donovan?” my heart almost stopped when I heard him mention the name.

  “He must be from the Donovan family. They are a very rich family, and they are on the Forbes 100 list. Why, is he gay, because I doubt he would be interested in you?”

  “On the contrary,” Shane continued, completely ignoring my frantic nods for him to stop, “I am not interested in him. He is interested in Dina.”

  “Dina, how could you not have mentioned such an important thing to me,” my mother turned to look at me. She liked it when I told her every detail about my relationships, whether they were doing well or not. She loved fussing over them.

  “Mother, we are just friends.”

  “Come to think of it, they own the largest shares in Daniel & Strauss. Yes, no wonder you met one of them.”

  The information caught me by surprise, but I did not let it show. It actually pleased me that Jason had not gone out of his way to show her that the company that they worked for was actually one of his folks companies. “I don’t wanna talk about it right now mom.”

  After spending a good time at the Spa, Pat dropped me off at the apartment, and while Shane and mom went to see if they could buy for my father some cuff links, I started debating on whether to call Jason. I had to say thank you for the hangover concoction that he had sent me. I debated sending him an email, but that did not feel very classy. I finally picked up the phone, and even though I was alone, I dialed the numbers on the card a million times, stopping each time, before I finally let the call go through. I was actually dying to hear his raspy sexy voice. He picked up the call on the first ring, almost as if he had been expecting the call.

  “Hello Dina.”

  I was surprised at the fact that he actually knew that I was the one who was calling him. I wondered how he knew that it was me who was calling him. “Hi Jason,” I answered with surprise evident in my voice.

  “I am not very far from your home Dina, call up your doorman downstairs and tell him that you are expecting me shortly.

  My mind scrambled, and I was not quite sure what I was hearing. “You are what, where?”

  “I am on my way to your apartment this very minute, and I would appreciate it if you told the doorman that I will be there shortly.”

  He hung up before I could actually digest what he had just said to me. I was still trying to register the fact that I would be seeing Jason in just a few minutes. I could not wait for him to come. I went over to the intercom and buzzed the front desk to let him through when he arrived, and a few minutes after I had hung up, I heard a knock at the door. My heart skipped a beat, and I remembered that I was dressed in a short gown that left most of my thighs out, and that my hair had already been styled for the party we were to attend that evening with my mother and Shane. From the way that I looked, he would probably think that I had been waiting for him, making myself all sexy and ready for him.

  I pulled my belt tightly around me before I opened the door. He stood there looking awesome as usual. His blue eyes looked into mine for a while, before they travelled down my body admiringly. He looked sexy in black slacks and a jumper, and as he undressed me with his eyes, I wanted to do the same to him with my teeth. He looked sexier than ever, and it made my stomach quiver.

  “Hello princess,” he said getting into the house after what seemed like an eternity. He closed the door behind him,” if you always look like this when you are at home, I would not mind spending my time with you everytime that you are at home. How are you?”

  “I feel great thanks to the Hangover Doctor that you brought me.” His presence brought with it the usual flood of emotions in my body, and I could almost hear my heart pounding in my chest. “What brings you around?”

  “You took forever to call me, and I was worried about you. I thought maybe the hangover syrup had not worked, and I wanted to see how you were doing. I had a really great time last night you know.” His eyes were digesting every inch of my body, practically caressing me, and I cannot recall ever wanting a man so much in my life. As if we were thinking the same thing, he said, “You look stunning, and I can’t remember ever wanting anyone else the way that I want you Dina. I want you to have the honor of escorting me to the Thanksgiving dinner tonight.”

  I was all hot and steamy, and I could feel the heat between my legs welling up as I heard those words. I was both surprised and excited at the thought that from so many women that he could choose to go out with on such an important night, he had chosen to go out with me. He had a way of making me feel special, and his charm was rubbing off on me.

  “You wanna go there with me?” I asked, still not believing my ears.

  “Yes, and I know that your mother will also be there.”

  “Jason, that is not what I meant when I said that we should spend more time together,” I said, wondering what my mother would think when she saw us together.”

  “Come on Dina, we had already made separate plans to attend the dinner after all. It can’t harm having a woman that I am greatly attracted to with me.”

  I could feel his masculine smell already taking control over my senses. I realized that even if I argued, I also wanted to be by his side. I wanted to feel his body against mine when we danced, and his body inside mine later on after that. I wanted him just as badly as he wanted me.

  “That is not a very discreet place, you know. People there could jump to conclusions, and the first person to do that will definitely be my mother.”

  He walked closer to me and ran a finger t
hrough a curl of my hair. I was definitely under his spell, and I could already feel the warmth of his body on mine. “So what, let them think what they wanna think, and I know just how to deal with your mother. I will make sure that you have nothing to worry about.”

  I loved the arrogance in his voice when he spoke of others, and the way that it toned down to a caring voice when he talked of me. “You don’t understand, Jason.”

  “I will pick you up at eight on the dot, okay.” He had brought his head close to mine, and as he began giving my forehead little kisses, my body went lax. He pulled me into his arms.

  “We have not yet reached an agreement,” I protested weakly, as his arm went around my waist to my back.

  “And I won’t let you disagree Dina.”

  I tried to protest some more, and as I opened my mouth to do so, he sealed his lips onto mine, as he locked my mouth into a tight wet passionate kiss. I could feel his tone playing around in my mouth, and I wished that he could do the same to my pussy. I felt as if my legs were going to melt, but he held me firm in his strong arms. I put my arms around his neck, pulling his head harder onto mine as our mouthing intensified. He then put his arms around me, and before I knew it, I was on my back on the couch. He was soon lying on top of me, his eyes exploring my body, as he continued to kiss me like it was the end of the world. I was in heaven, and before I knew it, his hands had worked open my silk gown, and they were on my breasts.

  I felt like I was going to melt as he began kneading my breasts, taking my nipples into his fingers and pinching them softly. The nipples grew hard and erect as soon as he touched them, and I felt a pleasurable sensation as blood rushed into them.

  “Jason, please…”

  “Shh, not a word.” He began sucking on my upper lip, before moving over to my lower lip. “The fact that you had nothing beneath your gown was simply making me to go nuts.”

  “You had not informed me early..Oh! Oh yes, ohh…”