Belong to You (6 page)
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It took a minute after I broke the kiss to realize that everyone that was oblivious to us a minute ago had become silent and were watching us intently. Stokes took a deep breath and slowly looked me up and down, not hiding his seductive gaze in the slightest.
“Damn, you sure you don’t want me to give Syd a lesson dude?”
Sienna jokingly punched him and Tyler laughed. Jack, apparently, did not find anything funny. He grabbed my hand and our boards and pulled me to the water with a murderous look on his face.
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good teacher. We played in the water together and eventually wound up wrapped in each other’s arms floating in the waves. On the way back to the resort, I found my mind wandering again. When was the last time I felt so happy and carefree? I couldn’t remember. Surely, I must have felt the same type of happiness with Michael in the beginning. I just couldn’t remember when things had changed. Michael and I didn’t do outdoor sports together and I had forgotten how much I enjoyed the simple things like bodysurfing at the beach. For a long time I felt like that part of my life was over. Almost as if that type of fun was for kids. But I was beginning to realize that it didn’t have to be that way.
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Chapter 6
The minute we entered our room, Sienna began her inquisition. She must have been about ready to burst with all the questions she had stored up for me. “Holy shit Syd, that man wouldn’t let another man touch you with a ten foot pole! Normally I would think possessive was annoying, but on that man, it is sexy as all hell. He’s so into you. And speaking of into you, spill on the sex.”
The honest truth was that I wanted to share with Sienna; I just didn’t know how to do it. I had spent so much time with Michael that I never learned to dish because I didn’t have flings to dish about. Sienna, on the other hand, made dishing a science. She could give a blow by blow of her night that would rival the best erotica novelist. “It was awe-some.” God I sucked at dishing.
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“Well I could have told you that just looking at the man!” She wasn’t going to accept my three word summary of my escapades.
“I guess I just don’t have much to compare it to, but if I am comparing it to sex with Michael, it’s like comparing the Rolling Stones to our 8th grade band, Punk White girls.” I may not be good at giving an account of my sexual promiscuity, but I could always get my point across to Sienna with a music analogy. “He’s a bit dominating, but it’s mixed with a hint of a sexy sweetness somewhere down deep, so it isn’t over-whelming. And, it helps that he is well endowed.”
After all of the years we had been friends, Sienna was a master at reading my mind through what I didn’t say, rather than the words I spoke. “I knew it, I knew that asshole Michael had a little prick!” We both 102/408
cracked up on the bed like we were in ninth grade again.
“Just be careful Syd. This is supposed to be your rebound fling and I don’t want to see you getting hurt.” It wasn’t a lecture, I knew she meant well, I didn’t have much experience with men, especially men like Jack, and I was just out of a bad breakup.
“I will Sienna. He’s just made me realize that I was dead for a lot of years, just going through the motions and not controlling my own life.” I sighed. “I didn’t know how much I needed this week.”
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stories of them growing up together and all of the fights they got into. Sienna and I told stories of all of the fights we caused.
After dinner Tyler asked if we wanted to go dancing at the resort’s club. Jack answered before I could respond. “Another night, we have plans.” Sienna looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders.
Tyler slapped Jack on the shoulder. “Whatever man. You guys have a good night. Just remember the boys own your ass tomorrow for our trip.” I said good night to Sienna and Jack led us out of the restaurant with his hand burning a hole at the small of my back. “So, what plans do we have?” I smiled up at the beautiful man, intrigued at what he had planned.
He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him. “I do have 104/408
plans for us, but I’m not sure if I’ll make it the next few hours without being inside of you.”
I swallowed. Why did his domineering attitude turn me on, yet if Michael tried to control me I wanted to flee? “Well maybe we should do something about that before we attend to your plans.” He raised his eyebrow in a challenge. “You do realize that I will fuck you right here in the hall if you keep teasing me, right?”
Although
it
sounded
like
something someone would say to make a point, I was pretty sure from the way he was looking at me that he would actually do it. I bit my lip and went to say something back to him, then decided it might not be a good idea to poke a pacing lion looking to pounce, and clamped my mouth shut.
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“Fuck.” He slammed his mouth in-to mine and I submitted to the most possessive, wildly sensual kiss I ever had in my life.
I was panting and dizzy when the kiss broke.
Jack grabbed my hand and I followed him as he sped down the halls, determined to get to some destination. I had to stop wearing such high heels when I was with this man, as he seemed to have a habit of leaving me breathless and dragging me off like a caveman.
Jack opened a door and we entered what must have been a hotel employee’s office. From the look of it, I would have guessed that it was a manager’s office. Before I could get a good look around to really see where we were, he was on me. The passion from the kiss a few minutes before had only escalated. His tongue stroked mine and I could feel his heart pounding against my chest as he held me tight to him. My body was held tightly to his and I was acutely 106/408
aware of every hard muscle hard pressed up against me.
“I need to fuck you fast and hard now babe. I’ll make it up to you with slow and sweet later.” He was telling me, not asking for permission, although I nodded my agreement anyway.
He turned me around and pushed us to the corner of the room where the desk sat. He bent me forward and leaned my body over the desk, my arms extending forward over the length of the desk. “Hold onto the desk babe.”
I did as I was told. I was vaguely aware of him pulling up my skirt and then I felt his finger cupping my sex. “Your so fucking wet for me, God I need to be inside you.” I heard his zipper go down and then his right arm reached around my waist hoisting my ass higher up in the air and holding me 107/408
firmly in place. I was bent over a desk, completely exposed and never more turned on in my life.
I felt the head of his swollen cock at my opening and then he thrust into me deeply, in one long spear. My back tried to arch, but his arm held me firmly bent over in place where he needed me.
My body
clenched around his thickness and I thought I might come before he even had a chance to pull back out once. His hips slowly circled, and he gently pulled out an inch and pushed back in a few times. I could feel him straining to maintain his control. “You ready for me babe?”
My body ached and my mind couldn’t focus on anything but satisfying my body. “Yes.” It came out as demanding and frustrated as I felt.
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Jack pulled out and slammed his thick cock into me. I cried out with ecstasy as he slammed in and out of me with deep hard thrusts. My body gave in and my hips pushed back to meet every demanding deep spear. I moaned as I felt my body radiate and begin to tremble all over.
“Fuck, fuck. Come for me now.” He demanded. My body acted on his command without hesitation, a full wave of orgasm ripping through me at his words. I cried out, wild for him and let my body take him in.
He came with a ferocious growl as he pounded into me relentlessly. I felt him shake as his orgasm tore through him.
We laid panting for a minute, him behind me, his chest leaning on my back. He kissed the back of my neck and my shoulder, sending tingles down my spine. He stood and the cool air hit my damp neck, my body 109/408
reacted with a shiver. From behind, Jack lifted me up and cradled me, carrying me to a couch I hadn’t realized was there. He laid on his back and cradled me to his chest.
“I can’t get enough of you.” His voice was raspy and low.
“Me too.” I turned my head and kissed his hard chest before snuggling back into his arms.
We laid there for a while in comfortable silence. I had no idea where I was or who might walk in, yet it didn’t bother me.
Somehow I knew nothing would happen to me while I was in Jack’s arms.
“As much as I’d rather take you upstairs to my room and start round two now, I’m going to take you out as I planned. I know you didn’t come all this way to see the inside of my suite, so I’m going to show you some of my favorite places on the island. “ 110/408
He gently kissed the top of my head and I felt my heart swell a little.
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We walked through the darkness onto a grassy field. There were no other cars in sight and we were far from streetlights and noise. Jack spread the blanket out and 111/408
wrapped his arms around me pulling me gently down to the blanket. I wasn’t sure where we were or what we were doing, but I didn’t care when Jack’s arms were wrapped around me.
“Close your eyes.”
I did as instructed and closed my eyes, although it was so dark outside that the view didn’t actually change that much. Jack positioned me on my back and then I felt him lay next to me, holding my hand.
“Okay, open.” I opened my eyes slowly and gasped at the sight. A million stars danced and twinkled, so close it looked as if I could reach my hand out and grab one.
“Wow, this is incredible.” I stared up in awe of the lights that danced in the sky above me.
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Jack held my hand and lifted my arm pointing to the sky, slowly tracking the trail between the brightest stars. “The Big Dipper.” He connected the dots to seven bright stars with our joined hands. There were four shaped together to form the bowl and three to form the handle. “The Little Dipper.” He connected the dots to trace the next picture, close to the first one. He pointed out all the named constellations he knew and then we took turns finding our own pictures in the sky. I found a heart and a tree; he found a dog and a bike. We laid there together, both of us lying on our backs, hand in hand for hours talking and drawing pictures in the sky.
“Tell me about your last girlfriend.” I asked softly as we studied the sky.
“Question number 9. This one was wasted Jill.” Jack chuckled. “I was 16 and we went out for three months. She dumped 113/408
me when I got caught making out with her best friend.”
I laughed, surely he was kidding, but he didn’t say more. “Are you saying you haven’t had a girlfriend since you were 16?”
“Yep.”
I turned on my side, propping myself up on my elbow to look at him. “You don’t expect me to believe that a gorgeous man like you, who is incredible in bed, has only had one girlfriend, when he was 16?”
“I’m glad you think I’m incredible in bed.” His voice was so damn sexy.
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He took a deep breath in and exhaled loudly. “I told you the truth both times. I had one girlfriend, but lots of partners.”
“So all of the others were one night stands?” I knew he had to have lots of casual sex in order to have so many partners, but something about only having one girlfriend freaked me out a bit.
“No, Syd. Some of them were more than one night stands. But I wouldn’t say that any of them were my girlfriend, other than when I was 16.” His tone was getting stronger and more defensive.
“Define girlfriend.”
I thought
maybe we had different definitions of the terms.
He was quiet for a minute.
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care for and have a mutually exclusive relationship with.”
Okay, so I couldn’t chalk his answer up to a difference in a definition. How could this gorgeous man who just took me to his favorite spot to show me the stars not have found someone to have a relationship with. There must have been women clamor-ing at the opportunity. “I can’t imagine you lacked the opportunity, is it the mutually exclusive part that you weren’t interested in?” He was quiet for a long moment. I liked that he didn’t just spit out an answer for the sake of hearing himself speak, as many men would have done. He seemed to give my questions due consideration before he responded. “I enjoy sex and spending time with women. But I have my business and a life and I guess I never found anyone that made me want to complicate things.” 116/408
“Complicate things?” You see having a girlfriend as a complication?” I couldn’t hide the appall in my voice.
His tone changed and I could tell he was getting more defensive. “How did your
relationship
end?
I’d
call
that
complicated.”
I rolled back on my back and took a deep breath. He was right, relationships were complicated. A week or two of fun with someone like we were doing now, was probably much more simple.
