by Kailin Gow
Maybe Summer would know.
“Summer?” I asked. “Could you look at this?”
She looked over and said, “Is that who I think it is? Rachel?”
“She knew we would be gone this morning, didn’t she?” I asked Summer. I thought I made it very clear to Rachel yesterday. I just hope her showing up at my place and not being able to get in would not blow my plans at the compound.
“I think she did,” Summer said. “But it’s Rachel…”
“What is she doing there?” I asked. “I thought she had to be at a location filming.”
“She must have changed her mind,” Summer said. “Oh, look, she’s walking away. She’s at the outskirts of your quarters, looking around. Someone just walked over to her. They are looking at your front door.”
I zoomed into the area to see who was it, and to capture their conversation. Rachel was talking to one of my men, and saying she wanted to see Nat. The man’s whose back was to the camera said that Nat was to be undisturbed. And not to let anyone in under any circumstances. Rachel laughed then and said, she knew what that meant, especially since Summer was in there with him…Summer the woman he had always loved. The man laughed too, and said in a deeper voice wouldn’t Rachel want to be taken on a pleasure ride like that with him? He had waited to see her again so he can do some Christian Greying on her.
My stomach flipped. Was Rachel, my kid sister fucking one of my men besides Luis? And into BDSM?
Summer’s eyes widen too.
Rachel turned around in front of the man and bent down forward as though she wanted him to go doggy style on her right there. “Well, Teddy, since we can’t go in there, how’s your place?” Teddy pushed his groin up against her behind and grabbed her breasts in front.
“The way I’m feeling right now, we could skip that, and do it right here, but my place is fine.” He pulled her up and turned her around to face him before he ravaged her mouth, and running his hands down to cup her from below.
I almost wanted to call someone at my compound to go stop Rachel and Teddy from going to his place, but realized I couldn’t or I would blow my cover.
Summer was giggling.
“I could not believe you think this is funny,” I said.
“Aside from the corny conversation I just heard,” Summer said. “Rachel, bless her heart, sure does what she pleases.”
“But Teddy? He’s one of my straightshooters. Never breaks rules. Never go off any tangents. A former navy seal who was as loyal and dedicated as they come.”
“Well, when it comes to Rachel, who you should accept as now an adult and even a siren men flock to; even a former navy seal could break for her. Luis did.”
I groaned. “Yes, he did, and now Teddy. Two of my best younger guys.”
“From what I could see of his back,” Summer added, “He was pretty fine. Rachel does have standards, Nat. The guys she had gotten with all seem decent, loyal to you, and well…hot. When it comes to men who looked like they should be dancing with their shirts off in some male venue in Vegas; you can’t blame Rachel or any woman for taking up on the opportunity.”
I stiffened. Hot, hmm? Summer found Luis and Teddy hot? Younger and sexy? A picture of Summer bending over in front of Luis, waiting for him to ram himself into her, made me filled with white hot anger.
We had taken off in flight and was already heading to cruising altitude when I unbuckled Summer’s seat belt, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her behind me as I rushed her to the bedroom in back of the jet.
As soon as the door closed, I pulled down her pants, and unzipped mine, turned her around and bent her forward in front of me. “Do you still want me to continue what we started this morning at breakfast?” I asked Summer.
Summer widened her legs in front of her and turned her head to look at me with hungry eyes. “Yes!”
“Good, I am very hungry, and I haven’t eaten yet.” I went down on my knees until my mouth was covering her wetness. I licked and sucked her until she was grabbing the sheets in front of her. “You taste like hot honey,” I said, licking her vigorously. “I can’t get enough of your sweetness.”
“Then don’t stop,” Summer said moaning.
I replaced my tongue on her with two fingers which I slowly worked around her folds in circles before entering her and hitting her sweet spot.
“Oh Nat,” Summer moaned. “More!”
I increased my pace, “More? You want more of me? Do you find me hot, Summer? Do you want me to bend you over and fuck you hard and fast as Rachel wants Teddy to do to her?”
Summer laughed but said, “Yes, Nat, I want more of you. A lot more. Fuck me harder than Teddy would fuck Rachel until I’m seeing stars and can’t sit because I’m so sore.”
“Your wish is my command,” I said, ramming into her and pumping her so hard, she was almost hitting the headboard. The plane suddenly jumped, and Summer fell forward onto the bed.
I fell forward on top of her back. I turned her around, and was bumping into her groin to groin, the turbulence guiding me to press hard against her.
It became even rockier, and Summer’s eyes shot opened with alarm. “Don’t worry, Summer, it’s just turbulence.”
The seatbelt light went on, and I knew I should buckle Summer into her seat. Instead, I laid Summer flat against the bed and strapped her wrists into the built-in leather and cushioned wrist straps in the bed, and pressed myself on top of her, holding her in place with my body weight.
“I think this would work, don’t you?” I asked Summer.
“Well, I’m more strapped in and in place than I would be in an airplane seat,” Summer said.
“And better positioned to feel how incredible an orgasm feels in the air,” I said, plunging into her once again and rocking with the rhythm of the turbulence. Filling her to the hilt while kissing her deeply, as her strapped in hands were held in place, caused her to shudder violently from head to toe.
“Oh God Nat, I’m being rocked hard. I can’t stop!”
I kept pumping into her, rocking and swirling until I exploded as hard as I’ve ever into a woman.
As the turbulence died down, I felt so relaxed, so spent; I fell asleep next to Summer on the bed.
Chapter 11
Summer
Drew and I was running up and down the beach in front of the Pad dressed in shorts and t-shirts. It was one of those beautiful sunny mornings on a perfect summer day, and Drew had just confessed to me he loved me.
“Summer,” He said, “I don’t know when I started loving you, but I can’t stop even though I know you’ve always wanted Nat.”
“Drew,” I said stopping to catch my breath. “I don’t know what to say, but Nat was all I thought about growing up. He was the one I always turn to when I needed someone there. He was the one I had my first kiss…”
“Nat,” Drew spitted out his name bitterly. “It’s always Nat. He doesn’t even notice you, Summer. To him, you’re still that little girl who he had to take care of and watch over along with Rach and I when Aunt Sookie needed help. Me, on the other hand, Summer, you’re the girl I want. When will you start noticing me?”
“I do notice you!” I said out loud. “It’s you who stopped noticing me. You’re the one who broke my heart, Drew, so why should I feel awful when I’m with Nat?”
A movement and then a cough besides me woke me up.
“Wake up Sleepy Head,” Nat said besides me. He kissed me hard on the lips and said, “We’ve landed. Go wash up and get changed.”
“How should I dress?” I asked, not even having a clue where we were and under what condition.
“We’re in Paris,” Nat said. “I have a private hangar here to store the jet. And a chateau to stay at for a day or two.”
I nodded, very impressed by seeing Nat so accomplished. He may have lost and given up his inheritance at Donovan Dynamics to Drew and Rachel, but he had the smarts, talent, and hard work ethics to rebuild from the ground up his own billion plus dollar empire. “I�
��m so proud of you, Nat,” I said. “So proud how you did everything you did all by yourself. All on your own.”
“Well,” Nat said with a laugh, “I tend to work better on my own. Total independence.”
I went to the closet and opened it. A dark pair of zippered jeans hung on one hanger while a lacy long-sleeve peach sweater hung next to it. On a separate hanger was a long black Burberry cashmere trench coat.
“We’re in Paris now,” Nat said. “We’ll dress fashionably to fit in, and…” He pulled out two French passports and handed me one. “We’re two American ex-patriates who are living as a couple in France.”
I opened my passport and saw that I was now Marie Teller, of Teller Cosmetics. A small business card fell out of my passport. I was the President and Head Scientist of Teller Cosmetics, manufacturer of high-grade, research and science-based lotions, creams, serums, and make-up. “Sounds glamorous,” I said looking at Nat.
“It can be,” he said. “It’ll be a good cover for you so you can have the excuse to visit some sites around the world to find ingredients for your cosmetics products. And as your husband, I will go with you as half of a glamorous jet-trotting worldly couple. It will also get you through the doors to some markets I’m hoping The Yeti would be dealing in. He had once sold a miracle cream that erases scars on contact, on the black market. It was used as an experimental drug on wounded soldiers but was too strong for consumer use. Gave the appearance of perfect skin, but after a while, it had major side effects like the development of scaly skin with longtime use.”
“So, he must’ve created some enemies from that,” I said.
“Yup,” Nat nodded. “But he made out like a bandit with what that cream sold for. Set him up for a comfortable life, if he quietly disappeared and laid low.”
“You are figuring he’s here?” I asked.
“In the countryside in one of these quiet forgotten villages. At least that’s what I was hoping he’d do for now.”
“Who bought his cream?” I asked.
“A wealthy American movie star, who had undergone massive plastic surgery that left scars. She was desperate apparently enough to buy the cream from the black market and used it without FDA approval. For a decade she looked flawless, didn’t age a bit. But then she started having patches of rough scaly skin…so much so she even starred as a lizard creature in a horror film remake.”
“How do you know this?” I asked.
“Dr. Turk was trying to outbid her during that time, although he didn’t know much about the cream’s inventor. After losing out on the bid, he began keeping track of The Yeti off and on only to lose track of him in recent years.”
“So the Yeti should be coming out onto the market again to hopefully sell a new invention to a person like his last big sell. A woman perhaps.”
Nat smiled. “That’s right, who happened to care about beauty so much so she’d be willing to pay big bucks for it, and even seek out the most unique products through ‘hidden’ markets.”
“Genius,” I said, reaching forward to hug and kiss Nat. “I always wanted to be in some kind of spy thriller adventure. I like my cover, too. I think I could morph into Dr. Marie Teller.”
I began dressing in front of Nat, as he reached into the closet to pull on black jeans, a cashmere Burberry navy sweater and a leather motorcycle jacket. He combed his fingers through his hair, and stepped outside while I finished getting ready.
I took a quick hot shower, got dressed, and ready in less than 10 minutes. It was habit for me not to spend too much time getting ready, as someone who had to rush to the hospital without much notice almost everyday.
I stepped outside and saw Luis and Hector standing with Nat, unloading the rolling steel locker, which I thought was the food container.
All the window shades were down, but I lifted one to peek outside and nearly gasped. The sight was nothing like I had imagined. I thought we would be heading to someplace remote and dangerous, but this…
We were parked on a large estate. The jet had a hangar of its own in the back of a massive limestone chateau in the middle of a beautiful forest and gardens. Although it clearly looked like it was over 200 years old, everything had been updated to have modern conveniences.
“This is your chateau?” I exclaimed opening the shade all the way up.
“Welcome to Château d'été,” Nat said.
“Summer’s Chateau?” I asked, translating the French. My heart skipped a beat.
“Guess who it’s named after,” Luis laughed.
“A man must really love a woman to name a place like this after her,” Hector said, grabbing some bags and hoisting it up on his shoulders.
He and Luis exchanged looks. “This place, Nat’s really spared no expense. It’s like his homage to you, Summer. Of course when Hector and I heard we were going to France on this mission and staying here a couple of days, we jumped at the chance. There is nowhere else more beautiful than Summer’s Landing,” Luis said.
“Summer’s Landing?” I asked.
“Yup, we call this place Summer’s Landing because it’s where we always land to get some R& R and escape. Nat brings some of us here for critical team building and retreats, but it’s always nice. You feel like you stepped into a fairy tale storybook here.”
Nat came back into the plane while Luis and Hector stepped off, going down the staircase. I watched them step off onto the clean concrete circular landing pad and head into the back of the chateau, where a gruff old man in a chef’s hat was helping them bring in the luggage.
“Summer’s Landing, Nat?” I asked walking over to him and standing so close in front of him, my chest was up against his. “I…wished I knew…”
“How much I loved you, how much I still do, Summer?” Nat asked, looking down into my face. “That I would name one of my favorite places after you?”
“Oh Nat,” I said, at a loss for words.
“I’ve always dreamt of bringing you here, Summer, especially during its renovation. I had you in mind the entire time.”
“Your men,” I said. “They knew all along, too?”
Nat laughed, “I guess I could not hide anything Summer, from them.”
“Nat,” I said, reaching up to pull him towards me. “I’m so sorry for not knowing all these years…for not being able to be with you. You have and still are the man I’ve always been so proud to know. I wished…in a way, I wished you had never left to go to Afghanistan to find your father. I wished you had never disappeared out of my life. Things would have been so different.”
Nat bent down to kiss me softly on the lips. “I know, Summer. I really do. I don’t blame you or Drew for moving on, for getting together. Drew had always loved you too. I wanted you both to have a chance. Maybe I was being too generous letting my brother have a chance with my girl, seeing how you were torn, but I didn’t want you to have any regrets. Especially when it came to me, Summer.”
“Hey, Sir…and Summer?” Luis came back onto the plane. “Everything’s in, and Chef Guy is already preparing lunch for us. While you and Summer were sleeping, Hector found out there was an auction being held tonight where The Yeti most likely will show up. It’s being held on a tavern near here.”
Nat grinned. “Good work,” he said walking towards Luis. He looked at me, “Tonight, Summer, we’re going to the auction. The chance you wanted to be in a spy thriller adventure, it’s happening tonight.”
A rush of adrenaline and excitement filled me from head to toe. I could feel my toes tingling, and my hair standing on ends with the energy that came from the excitement.
This time, I was the one being proactive. This time, I would be the girl saving the guys instead of the girl needing saving from the guys.
Nat and Drew have always been the ones jumping in whenever I was drowning. I had just as much experience jumping into the waters growing up in Malibu, as they did. Aunt Sookie taught me how to swim and surf just as much as the boys. And I was as smart and capable of running things and bein
g successful as Nat…I’ve ran Aunt Sookie’s Acting Academy all these years since being a teenager, lived on my own and taken care of the Pad since being a teenager, and even graduated early and top of my class from med school to become the youngest neurosurgeon at one of the most sought after hospitals in the world.
To pull off this mission, to kill many birds with one stone, as Nat liked to put it, I have to bring my game on.
Girl or no girl, this time, Summer is running the show.
Chapter 13
Summer
The moment had arrived when Nat would drive me to the tavern, and the guys – Hector and Luis would follow, arriving separately in a different car.
We were dressed in the outfits Nat had laid out back on the plane, but we also had with us, guns strapped onto a holster underneath Nat’s leather jacket, and a gun hidden in my inner coat pocket.
One thing I’ve learned from being the significant other and even close friend of the Donovan brothers over the years was how to shoot a gun. Between Nat’s undercover work and Drew’s public image as a billionaire, making him a target for some bad elements; there would be a chance I would get pulled into any kind of danger with them. Looking at my history, it had happened before. Too much so that I took it upon myself to learn how to shoot a gun, how to throw a knife, how to wield a knife and a sword, how to wrestle a man twice my size to the ground, and yes, how to break someone’s neck.
Not to mention how to perform a lobotomy on a guy like Dr. Frankenstein did to Frankenstein, if I had to.
I was known for my precision and speed with a knife…making me one of the most sought after young surgeons. What people didn’t know, however, was how lethal I could be with it, if I wanted to be. I knew every part of the body of a man physically outside, as well as inside. I knew how every part of a body worked, how sensitive one part could be compared to the other, how much pain one part could endure more than another, and where to give the most pleasure, as well as where to give the most pain.
