Looking at the clock, 6:30 on the button Berkleigh exited her room, went next door and quietly knocked. She steadied her hand that was shaking due to a combination of nerves and excitement.
Jack opened the door and softly said, “Wow, you are beautiful.”
“Thank you,” Berkleigh replied sweetly, but confidently, “you are no doubt good for my ego.”
Jack wore a brown and tan bowling-like shirt, with tan cargos and brown flip flops. He really had a way of making the ‘casual look’ exceptionally handsome.
As she entered Jack’s room, she noticed how wonderful it smelled of him. His masculinity mixed with his cologne could’ve been bottled as its own original scent. She would love to steal one of his pillows tonight and take it to her room, so she could snuggle all night with it.
The room’s soft glow was from more than just a couple of candles. In fact, Berkleigh assumed the 20 plus candles that were illuminated were against hotel policy due to the fire hazard.
Taking her breath away, she turned to Jack, “Very impressive. This absolutely exceeds my expectation.”
“I’m glad you like it, I called down for more candles,” the corners of his eyes crinkled with his genuine smile, she loved that.
Moving closely to him, she put her hands on each side of his face, closed her eyes and offered him the most sensual, romantic kiss of his life. Jack let out a low moan of pleasure and wrapped his strong arms around her body as their mouths consumed one another with raw desire.
There was a knock on the door causing them both to reluctantly pull out of their embrace. Jack answered it to find the room service waiter with a cart full of food, a bottle of wine, and two wine glasses.
The server seemed to take notice of the numerous candles that were lit throughout the room and appeared as though he was about to cite the hotel policy.
Jack pulled out a $100 bill and said, “I assure you that I will not burn the place down, your discretion is appreciated.”
The server’s face lit up when he saw the amount of Jack’s bribe and said, “Yes, sir.”
He finished setting up the ‘dining area’, nodded and left quietly.
Berkleigh was impressed with the spread of food set out for them. Jack’s order included two iceberg wedge salads with tomatoes, bacon, candied pecans, blue cheese dressing and crumbles. The entrées were wild Alaskan salmon over a bed of long grain wild rice covered in a red wine cream sauce. Dessert was delicious-looking, chocolate-covered strawberries.
“Seriously, Jack, you really outdid yourself!” Berkleigh said genuinely impressed.
“No…that sentiment will come with my massage,” he teased as he pulled her chair out for her, “please have a seat.”
Berkleigh obliged and Jack pushed her chair in for her. She had just noticed the soft romantic music playing from his iPod player and offered him an appreciative smile.
“How is a romantic guy like you still single? I mean seriously! Enquiring minds want to know,” she tilted her head to the side displaying her curiosity.
“I could ask the same about the most beautiful and sexy woman I have ever laid my eyes on.”
He poured them both a glass of Malbec and then he took a seat across from Berkleigh.
“To what will prove to be a delicious evening for the both of us,” Jack toasted.
“To igniting many senses this evening with you. Let’s see, sight, smell and hearing have already been accomplished…taste is coming as well as touch,” Berkleigh flirted.
They gently clinked their wine glasses together and each took a sip.
Dinner was delicious, and the small talk was fun and comfortable between them.
“For a guy who does not care much for country music, you sure have a lot of sappy love songs on your phone,” Berkleigh observed.
“I admit that before our walk on the beach, I downloaded quite a few that I thought you would like. I wanted it to be romantic,” he admitted, “thank goodness for Google and the ability to search country love songs.” Jack replied with a laugh. Berkleigh was flattered that he had gone to so much trouble to make their walk on the beach romantic.
After finishing dinner, Jack took a strawberry and slowly lifted it to Berkleigh’s soft lips; she accepted biting into the strawberry.
“Mmm, I love chocolate and strawberries,” she murmured as she closed her eyes to appreciate the indulgence.
“My turn,” she said and followed suit picking up a strawberry and placing it to Jack’s mouth. “Close your eyes,” she told Jack as she gently placed the strawberry to his lips. He bit down and groaned with deep satisfaction.
His five o'clock shadow had grown in slightly from the morning. It was at a perfect length, he looked especially sexy in the candle light.
They proceeded to feed each other a couple of more strawberries, awakening their taste buds.
“Ms. Woods, I do believe it’s time for your massage,” Jack informed her in a rather seductive voice.
Berkleigh watched quietly as Jack moved quite a few of the candles over to the night stands on each side of his king-sized bed. He pulled the floral comforter and blanket down to the end of the bed to reveal the luxurious sheets. He moved the iPod player over to the night stand and selected a playlist that offered a very relaxing melody. To add the finishing touch, he opened the door to his balcony, so she could enjoy the sound of the real ocean during her massage.
Over Berkleigh’s pounding heartbeat, she could hear the waves battling one another as they made their way onto the evening beach. This moment leading up to Jack giving her a massage felt intensely exhilarating, she had to remind herself to breathe.
Jack placed the oil on the night stand and turned to her, “I will give you privacy as they do in the salons while you undress and get settled in. Feel free to leave your undergarments on if you desire,” despite his words, the gleam in his eye told her not to leave them on. He turned to go into the bathroom to give her a couple of minutes to get ready.
“No….,” Berkleigh eyes widened, surprised by her own emphatic voice. Jack halted. He prepared himself to hear her confess that she couldn’t go through with the massage. He held his breath waiting for her to say something and was shocked when he heard, “Stay. I don’t want any privacy. I want you to watch.” She couldn’t believe herself, but she has never had a man look at her so deeply as Jack has. He let out his breath and said nothing; just looked at her with intense carnal hunger.
Berkleigh gently and slowly pulled one of the spaghetti straps of her sundress down over her toned arm and revealed a bare breast. Her nipple hardened from the heightened sensual charge she was feeling. She proceeded with the other strap then lowered her dress and exposed both of her perky breasts that exposed her visible tan lines. Her dress glided down her torso revealing her nicely toned and tanned abs, showing off her slim waist. After dropping past her hips, the dress fell hurriedly to the floor and Berkleigh stepped out of it. She looked silently at him. The fire in his eyes told her that he appreciated how her peach colored thong looked against her bronzed skin.
Jack’s lips parted slightly in response as she finished her seductive strip tease by slowly removing her panties. She stood there looking back as he took her in with his ravenous eyes. The glowing candlelight complimented the most amazing body he had ever seen and was about to massage.
He approached her tenderly, wrapped his muscular arms around her and offered her a soft kiss on her lips, his heart was beating out of his chest and his erection was throbbing. His tongue entered her mouth with a certain level of forcefulness and she let out a whimper and felt weak in the knees.
“God, Berkleigh, you are so incredibly beautiful. Lie down and relax,” he whispered and gestured toward his bed.
She pulled her hair up then obeyed and lay on her stomach on his bed. Jack removed his cargo shorts and shirt and remained only in his plaid boxer shorts leaving very little fabric of protection between her complete nakedness and his large cock. She heard Jack open the bottle of massag
e oil, pour some on his hands, then set the bottle back on the nightstand. She held her breath as she anticipated the first touch of his masculine hands all over her body.
Jack lightly began to rub her slender back and she moaned instantly with appreciation for how his strong hands felt all over her body. He massaged her shoulders and entire back with the perfect amount of pressure. Mmmm, he is right, his hands are magical! I have never been so turned on in my life.
He added some oil to his hands and moved lower to her perfectly round and tight buttocks. As he massaged that entire region, his hands explored dangerously close between her legs. If he got close enough he would notice it happened to be extraordinarily wet.
Jack knew how close he was getting to her and the effect he was having on her squirming body, so he continued to explore as close as possible without touching her there.
She became a little more vocal about how pleasurable she found the massage. “I told you I would make you squirm,” he said huskily in her ear.
“You are a tease,” she whined.
Jack toyed with her a little further then proceeded to massage her legs, however he maintained the “almost touch” near her swollen and throbbing sex.
He worked her beautiful feet for several minutes which allowed her to relax a bit, then he progressed to her back again and she could feel his hard erection poking eagerly against her buttocks. She knew it could easily spring free from his boxers. With that knowledge Berkleigh felt as though a waterfall was flowing between her legs.
Jack leaned down and kissed the back of Berkleigh’s neck; the tingling sensation caused her to shiver and covered her body with goose bumps. His mouth and scruff consumed her exposed neck and she writhed underneath him, making noises he found to be tantalizing.
“It’s time to turn around,” he whispered into her and lifted off her, so she could turn onto her back.
As she turned over and Jack climbed on top of her, supporting his weight in his knees and began to massage her neck and shoulders. She closed her eyes to feel the full effect of his hands on her body.
“Berk,” he said throatily.
She opened her eyes and in a hushed, breathy tone asked, “Yes?”
“Can I massage ALL of you? No boundaries?” He inquired as the candlelight flickered and highlighted the desire in his eyes.
“Oh god,” she moaned, “Please do. All of me…now,” she said urgently.
He leaned down and took her mouth into his; their tongues explored each other while their hips moved up and down against one another.
His mouth traveled down to one of her perfect breasts. As he sucked her swollen nipple and pulled on it softly with his teeth, she rubbed her fingers through his thick, light cocoa-brown hair.
Jack caressed Berkleigh’s neck softly with his warm mouth, causing her to shiver from the feel of his two-day stubble. As she vocalized how much she was enjoying the sensation of his mouth, she felt his well-manicured hand travel to between her legs where he was welcomed by a river of desire.
He moaned into Berkeligh’s neckline as he realized how well she responded to him.
Jack began to rub her clitoris with his thumb which caused Berkleigh to arch her back and call out his name in response to the intense pleasure he was giving her with his touch. His fingers moved to separate her wet lips and he slipped one finger inside of her. His thumb continued to stimulate her now swollen clit.
Jack offered his own low grunt as he witnessed her toned abs rise in the air trying to cope with the powerful affect he was having on her.
He followed the line that accentuated her muscles in her belly with his sexy mouth and Berkleigh knew where he was headed.
His mouth explored her lower abdomen and continued south until he reached her pulsating clit. Jack ever-so-slightly touched it with his tongue which sent her soaring to places that she had never been before.
“Oh my God, Jack,” she cried out as she held his head to feel as though she had some control over his actions. They both knew that she didn’t.
He teased her some more, touching it with his tongue and then stimulating her lips with his scruff, repeating this over and over.
He parted her very moist lips with his hand as he penetrated her with his probing tongue. She moaned loudly with a deep appreciation for how talented he was with his mouth.
“You taste so good, Berkleigh,” he groaned just loud enough so she could hear, “come for me.”
Her legs trembled around his torso which heightened the extreme arousal they both were feeling as she felt herself get wetter against his mouth.
She couldn’t take this wonderful ‘torture’ anymore. Grabbing his head, she politely forced him to rise back up, so his mouth was equivalent to hers.
Aggressively removing his boxers allowing his erection to spring free, she began to rub him delicately with her hand as she observed the fire in his eyes that confirmed everything he was feeling in that moment.
“Easy… you really have me turned on,” he whispered.
She rubbed her own wetness to lubricate her hand and continued to massage his extremely hard shaft.
Seductively looking at him, she quietly purred, “I want you inside of my mouth.”
He made a sexy throaty sound as he lay on his back while gently guiding Berkleigh’s beautiful rose-colored lips over his hardness.
She teased the tip with her lips and tongue. It was his turn to feel the intoxicating pleasure of her mouth.
Wrapping her lips around his stiff erection, she took him deep into her mouth, working it in and out gradually. Her tongue stimulated the tip each time he exited. Her wet mouth lubricated his shaft allowing him to go deeper with every stroke.
“Oh my God,” he groaned slowly. His voice was throaty and sexy.
She worked him faster and harder as his cock throbbed in her mouth. Jack was beginning to lose control, so he pulled her off him.
“I need a minute, come here,” he lifted her oily, sexy body on top of him. They were both aware of how dangerously close he was to being able to plunge deep inside of her.
Her slick bare breasts leaned down to become one with his muscular chest. She kissed him passionately as their hips moved in synch. The excitement of the risk that he could easily slide inside of her, but didn’t, heightened their desire.
His arms were above his head, she reached up and they locked hands as his cock rubbed up and down, awakening her clit, as the movement of their lower bodies picked up pace.
“Oh God, I need you Jack… deep inside of me,” she begged softly.
“Not as bad as I need to be inside of you,” he said gruffly.
While her tight, beautiful body remained on top of him, he leaned over to the night stand and opened the drawer. He quickly opened the foil with his teeth and rolled the condom on.
She raised a curious eyebrow, he lazily shrugged, “I told you I’m always prepared, I meant it when I said ‘no strings attached’ but I’m not an idiot either. The reality is that the electricity between us has been powerful since I met you in the elevator…so I got these just in case.”
Jack’s body was beautifully sculpted. His abdominals boasted a sexy 6-pack, his biceps and pecs looked even more defined out of clothes than Berkleigh had expected. Even his legs were as athletic looking as the rest of his physique, bird legs on a man being a huge turn off to her.
He prodded around with his wrapped, aroused cock and found her slippery opening. He slid slowly inside of her and she let out a deep moan of pure pleasure. With how wet he made her it only took a couple of in-and-out thrusts for him to fill the inside of her completely with his large erection.
Berkleigh rode him like a cowgirl, smooth up and down motion while his hands explored her breasts. He wrapped his arms around her to gently flipped her on her back, so he was now on top. Holding himself up, he thrust deep in and out of her slowly. Berkleigh let her immense pleasure be known. “Oh, Jack keep going, oh yeah, you feel so good, oh God, mmmm, here I come,” she screamed lou
der and grabbed the mahogany headboard, “Jack, ohhhh…yeah.” ‘Yeah’ was drawn out as she came all over him.
The sight of how beautiful she was as she experienced an ultimate orgasm took Jack to the same place. He moaned as he exploded inside of her then fell on her, kissing her swollen mouth.
As he pulled away from the kiss, they saw the fire in each other’s eyes. He pulled out, discreetly took care of the condom, lay next to her and wrapped his arm around her naked breasts and kissed her forehead. Both were breathing heavily and neither said anything for a minute or so.
“That was beyond mind-blowing,” Berkleigh said breathlessly.
“Yes, it was,” he agreed, “that was unbelievable.”
She leaned in to lie on his chest and could hear his heart pounding. She placed her hand gently on the left pec to slow his heart down a bit.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” he asked her.
She looked up, smiled, kissed his chin and said casually, “Yes…” a fiery passion in her eyes, “but only if you’ll hold me in these strong arms all night and I can fall asleep listening to the sound of your heartbeat.”
He smiled back at her sweet sentiment, kissed her forehead and said, “You’ve got a deal. So…was that the best massage you have ever had?”
She nodded and laughed, forgetting that the incredible passion that just occurred had all started with a ‘no-strings attached’ massage, “Hands down the best!”
“I hope so. Can I get you some wine?”
“Yes, please,” she then requested, “some water, too, please, I am parched.”
She lay in his arms as they talked about their dreams; both broken and fresh ones, their conversation taken to a deeper level.
As she started to fall asleep to the beat of Jack’s heartbeat, Berkleigh smiled, happy to be with him. She realized their instant connection was one she hasn’t felt with anyone ever. It was all she could do to not hit an internal panic button and flee in fear of being hurt again. Instead she chose to live in the moment.
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