His Every Fantasy

by Holly Nicolai

  Mandy woke the next morning in a cold sweat to the sound of her own screams. She dreamt of David finding her and Jett and that David killed Jett for trying to protect her. She felt Jett jerk awake beside her and then felt his arms wrapping around her sweaty, cold and shaking body and heard his whispered words of reassurance in her ear. She wanted, no needed to push him away and keep him safe from David. But she feared her efforts would be for nothing. She was afraid one of David's associates could be in the city looking for her.

  I have no right to involve Jett in my past mess with David. I can't allow him to get hurt. This is my mess to figure out. I want so badly to trust him to keep me safe but to do that puts him in danger. David is a sociopath and killing Jett would not cause him to even bat an eye. Then again, I fear if I try to escape back into the underground, Jett will do something to prevent it from happening. Urgh! I wish I had a magic ball to read his mind! She wanted to trust Jett to take care of the situation, but was not sure she can let go of her deep seated fear and years of mistrust that had kept her alive to date. She really had no choice but to run after all. Mandy sighed with the weight of it all.

  "Don’t you dare even consider it, tigress. You are mine now and I refuse to let you do something stupid like running away. You may as well put a large red bow around yourself and yell, here I am, come and get me." Jett growled in a deep tone of possessiveness in her ear and his arms tightened around her. "I swear I will lock you up in my bedroom day and night if I have to, to keep you safe. Don’t tempt me woman."

  "I can’t do this Jett. I refuse put your life in danger!"

  "My life will not be in danger, I have enough resources to keep us both safe so you will come home with me. At least, until we know where he is and what he is planning. Do you honestly trust me Mandy?"

  "You know I do to a point, as for a deeper trust, I am trying but it is hard to overcome years of mistrust of others." Mandy admitted in all honesty.

  "That is good enough for now. I need you to promise me that you will let me handle this for you and if it comes to a point where you need to go into hiding, I will make it happen and go with you."

  "Fine, I don't want to argue anymore." Mandy sighed, so tired of everything being a fight with this stubborn-assed man.

  "Promise me, Mandy!" He growled in a severe tone.

  "Fine Jett. I fucking promise to let you handle it for now and agree to come with you. Okay?"

  "Only if you mean it, tigress." His voice dropped to a tone as cold as a wintery morning in the mountains.

  "I do! Now drop it, dammit!" Mandy yelled at him again.

  Jett pulled out his cell phone and called Xavier and told him to gather Mandy’s personal items from her condo and take them to his place. She would be living with him for awhile. He further instructed him to call the bodyguard detail. There would be a three o’clock meeting that afternoon. He needed two of them to be Mandy’s personal guards at all times.

  Five

  ON THE WAY to Jett’s place, they stopped at the bookstore and at Mandy’s condo so she could pick up anything she needed or wanted. They stopped at the bookstore first. Mandy needed her ledger books, orders and such as well as her two laptops, one for personal use and the other was for business.

  The bookstore was surprisingly packed, until Mandy remembered the best-selling author she previously scheduled for a book signing event that day and it appeared that every woman in the city was present to see him. She suddenly felt very plain and frumpy compared to the mass of women there. She wished she really knew what Jett wanted with her or saw in her. She couldn’t even hope to come close in comparison to the many women drooling all over her clean floors when they noticed Jett’s presence among them. She had to admit to herself, she was surprised and secretly pleased when she noticed that Jett outright ignored all of the other women and when forced to speak, he was overly polite, even cold. All of his attention was given her.

  Jett's arm tightened possessively around Mandy. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen and he didn't think twice about giving her his undivided attention. No one there could come close to comparing to her. He smirked when he noticed she began walking taller and more self-confident at his side.

  "Everyone is staring at us, Jett." Mandy chuckled.

  "I believe every woman in this place wants to be you, wants to tear your hair out, or cozy up to you. Don’t worry I will protect you, my pretty." Jett whispered in her ear and let out a soft evil laugh. He smiled when she felt his tigress shiver in delight.

  Nicole was working behind the counter when she saw Mandy come in, a smile on her face and draped over Jett’s arm. That is, until she noticed all the women staring back at them. Mandy did not see what she saw. Any woman present in the building could see, plain as day, Jett’s complete obsession with and attraction to her. She was the center of his world and he revolved around her and her alone with a single-minded intensity.

  The woman in front of Nicole paying for her purchases sighed wistfully as she too stared at the couple.

  "I wish I could find a man who stared at me as if I was the only woman in the room. She must be his wife." She sighed again, hands over her heart.

  Nicole watched for a moment more, a smile on her face. She was truly happy for her best friend who had generously and selflessly forgiven her blunder when she visited at the hospital. Today, Mandy glowed like a well-satisfied woman. Well that answers that question.

  Mandy retrieved her thing and waved Nicole over, while Xavier carried her things to the limo.

  "You look positively beautiful, Mandy. Jett here, must be one hell of a demon in bed!" Nicole exclaimed in happiness then giggled when she realized they had eavesdroppers. The women around them stared at Jett like a piece of yummy and delicious man meat up for auction they were prepared to fight for.

  Jett chuckled when Mandy’s face inflamed with embarrassment, annoyance, and possessiveness. His looked around but his eyes always returned to Mandy and her sexy little body.

  Mandy smirked at all the extreme envy aimed at her and drooling aimed at Jett. It was outrageous and set off her last nerve.

  "Sorry ladies, he’s mine and if you don’t go about the reasons that brought you to my store within in the next five seconds, I am going to personally show all of you why he calls me his tigress. I assure you, my claws are deadly and as sharp as broken glass! Go on now, scat!" Mandy growled in a deep and possessive tone of voice and made a shooing motion with her hands. In the space of three seconds, she decided that the first woman who disobeyed her, was going down, hard!

  Mandy’s possessiveness and her standing up for herself turned Jett on in more ways than she could imagine. He was overwhelmed with a desire to fuck her right then and there. It consumed him, body and soul. He chuckled and leaned down to whisper into Mandy’s ear letting her know just how hot she is and watched her face and the tops of her breasts darken to a deep red.

  Mandy was speechless for a few minutes as she gathered her wits. Her mouth opened and closed several times like a fish in water her eyebrows rose to the sky and her eyes widened in disbelief turning into pure pleasure. She felt like a cat he had just stroked and petted while she purred.

  Nicole cleared her throat, breaking the intense too-damn-hot-to-handle interplay going on between Jett and Mandy. She was ready to fan herself with the nearest book since the temperature around the two had become scorching hot!

  "Oh yes, of course. Sorry Nicole. I want to let you know I will not be at the condo for a while. I will also be doing all my duties for the bookstore from Jett’s place, until we know the situation with David. I want you to hire on a full time assistant to help you out around here. Xavier will come by daily to pick up the orders and receipts and whatnot each day on my behalf."

  "How long will you be gone? I am going to miss you around here."

  "I'm not sure, but I won't be far away. Maybe I will see you guys at Jett’s club this weekend?"

  "Of course. We are excited and will be there." Nic
ole’s gave Mandy a look of concern and was not sure if Jett was the right one for Mandy. Here he was already alienating her from her friends. Mandy changed a great deal in a short time and whether it was because of him or the brain damage she didn’t know. What she did know, before Jett entered her life, Mandy would have never had an outburst like she just did. Jett was changing her but it was too late to say anything to Mandy about it.

  "Thank you Jett, from all of us here for the memberships to the club, it was very generous of you. But if you harm my best friend in any way, shape or form, I will personally kill you in your sleep, myself." Nicole said with a bright smile upon her face.

  "Understood." Jett nodded in all seriousness.

  "Just put the orders and such in the crate on my desk so they can be picked up. Oh, before I forget, I had a spare key to the office made for you."

  "Are we done here?" Jett growled seductively and sent shivers up and down Mandy’s spine.

  "Yes, oh master of the almighty universe." Mandy’s voice took on a breathy quality and rolled her eyes when she saw Nicole struggling not to laugh outright. Mandy hugged her then ran to hug Emmitt with Jett right on her tail. She mentioned that Nicole would explain everything later and he nodded.

  "Go and enjoy that sexy-hot-ass, girl. Mmm." Emmitt whispered back and chuckled as a deep blush arose on Mandy's cheeks.

  Out of patience, Jett put his arm around Mandy’s waist and rushed her right out of the store into the brilliant and blinding warm summer day. He led her directly to the limo as Xavier held the door open for them.

  Inside the limo, Jett’s voice held that sex-as-sin, smoky allure. "Tigress, do you have any idea how hard you made me with your loud and possessive declaration? I would have never thought you capable of it. Come here, tigress." Jett pulled her onto his lap with her knees at each side of his hips and kissed her with unrestrained passion.

  Mandy had kissed her share of men in the past. Jett though, was something entirely different. His restrained and controlled nature rode the border between aggressiveness and gentleness and was a promise of power known and held back. It set a fire in her loins only he could extinguish. Her mouth opened above his, and accepted both promise and challenge. Her mouth became a rebel with a mind of its own and expressed it; her body following close behind and they both wanted him with a desperation that startled her.

  At the conclusion of the hottest, sear-her-insides kiss, Mandy’s body vibrated and both she and Jett were breathing heavily.

  He paused a moment and pressed her head into the crook of his neck with one hand and used the other to press her hips tightly against his and growled against her, forcing her to release a loud throaty moan.

  Seconds later, there was a knock on the outside window. "To be continued––elsewhere tigress. Come with me."

  "Urgh!" Mandy growled at the interruption in her passion induced haze. "You knew there wasn’t enough time to finish!" She glared at him accusingly.

  Jett gave Mandy a very wicked smile. "Of course, tigress. A small lesson to keep your blood hot for me and to teach you the importance of prolonging the excitement. Trust me, tigress, the end result will be beyond your wildest dreams." He watched Mandy yawn. "Not the response I expected tigress."

  "I’m sorry. I’m not sure what is wrong with me."

  "Your body is still healing, it is understandable. Let’s get you inside so you can get comfortable and rest. I will take care of you. Together, we will build up your endurance when your body has had time to heal. There is no rush. Now, let’s go inside. I will help Xavier bring your things in later."

  Jett got out of the limo then reached back in to help Mandy out and walked her through his private parking garage to the back entrance of the club. They then entered the club, heading toward the elevator on the far side, hidden behind a heavy brocade that blended well into the decor of the dark club.

  Mandy stopped halfway to the elevator, entranced by her surroundings. The club was a brilliant blend of red and gold. Many gold columns and gold statues of well-endowed men in very seductive poses were scattered around the club. She felt like she just entered the depths of hell or the underworld, if it had been based in Rome. Paintings lining the walls depicting scenes that had her body firing up to match the heat in her face. Gold cages tall enough to hold two people and were also strategically placed around the massive marble floored room. At the far end was a large sunk in dance floor with raised stages all around it, some with strip dancer poles. Band equipment laid across the largest stage.

  Mandy could not seem to pull her jaw up off the floor as she spun in a small circle. She noticed gold doors at each end of the room and almost missed the alcohol bars. They blended in expertly. She was in awe of everything.

  "Who decorated this magnificent room? It feels like a den of pure sin incarnate."

  "I designed it and hired a company to bring my vision to life. Before you ask, this is not the VIP area. It is the main part of the club." Jett reached down and grabbed Mandy’s hand, pulling her along into the mirrored elevator and rode up to the third floor. "I will give you a tour after you rest."

  "What’s on the second floor?"

  "The fantasy suites and staff apartments. No more questions."

  Mandy glanced at Xavier when he chuckled. He gave her a genuine smile. Mandy lowered her eyes and stared at her feet, uncomfortable all the sudden when she realized the walls and floor of the elevator were all mirrored. Both Jett and Xavier could see right up the skirt Jett purchased for her! Her gaze traveled from her feet to where Jett stood next to her. Her body jolted with electricity when she saw Jett also looking down at the spot right between her legs where the vision of her red silk thong was as plain as day. She quickly closed her legs and her eyes, her face flaming with heat and desire. Jett burst out with a sexy chuckle next to her.

  "Stop that." She whispered in his direction. The vision of where his gaze had been aimed, forever burned into her memory.

  "Never." Jett said in his sexy as sin voice. "Don’t mind Xavier. You both will become acquainted with him."

  Thankfully she was saved from responding by the sound of the elevator chiming they had reached their destination. The moment the doors opened, Mandy flew out and into a fancy entryway. It had one wall completely mirrored. What the hell is his deal with mirrors?!

  "This way, Mandy. Don’t dawdle, tigress." Jett walked forward down the long hallway. It opened up into a massive modernly decorated combo living room and music room. The artwork was abstract black and white on white walls. Plush black leather couches and chairs surround the magnificent white and blue marble fireplace built into the wall with a high built ledge to sit on. The coffee table and end tables have clear glass tops with black legs. The music area had a large harp, grand piano over a large room rug, signed electric guitars on the wall, and a magnificent French eighteenth century Taskin double manual harpsichord dated back to the middle of the century.

  Jett watched as Mandy’s gaze landed and stay on the harpsichord. He explained that the elaborate gold lacquered design over black was inspired by a Chinoiserie design. The inner lid's design was the flowers in a fenced in field with birds and butterflies flying overhead and landing on the flowers. It was elegant and exquisite.

  Mandy walked right up to it, reached out her hand and caressed its surface before pulling her hand back again. The look in her eyes was pure love for the instrument. "I’ve never seen one so magnificent in its creation and design. Is it original or restored?"

  Jett was even more impressed with his tigress. He asked if she had ever played one and found out that she indeed had. He listened with awe as she explained that she had to leave hers behind when she fled and it nearly killed her to do so. Jett walked to her side and asked her to play something for him, explaining he had never heard it played before. He had not taken the time to learn.

  Mandy’s eyes grew wide at the opportunity Jett was offering her. She knew in an instant she would take him up on it, knowing she might never get another c
hance. She rushed over to the seat with a smile on her face as bright as the sun itself.

  Jett moved a leather chair over to where he could watch her facial expressions as she played. She had explained to him she only knew a few songs by heart and he assured her, he wanted to hear anything she wanted to play. He watched her treat the bench as if it were fragile glass when she seated herself and stretched her fingers. Her eyelids with her thick lashes fluttered closed as she placed her fingers upon the keys and took a few deep breaths.

  He watched her play with great passion. Mandy's head and body moved along with the music as though it came from her very soul and right out of her fingers. It was an intense and passionate love song. Her facial expressions mesmerized him. Her long slender fingers caressing and playing the keys in such a way that he almost felt them playing his body the same way.

  By the end of the song, he was moved and speechless. He had felt her every emotion come through the music to send chills down his spine again and again. For the first time in his life, he had no words for how she made him feel with her music. He remained silent for a few moments, trying to gather his thoughts.

  Mandy squirmed with nervous tension under Jett’s stare. She was afraid to break the silence.

  "Watching you play tigress was a majestic sight. Your music has moved me to speechlessness. It is––the most beautiful journey I have ever been taken on. I can think of no better words in the English language to describe it. I look forward to the next time." His voice was breathy, husky and full of awe.

  Mandy positively glowed over what she guessed was the highest praise he could give. It warmed her heart and soul. It also surprised her how much she wanted his praise. Her intent had been for him to hear the music with more than just his ears, she wanted him to hear it and feel it deep within his very soul and the knowledge that he had, made her dizzy with happiness and accomplishment. She tried to hide just how exhausted she really was. She wanted to bask in the limelight of his ultimate praise a little while longer.