Looking Out for Lexy (25 page)

             
“You have such beautiful breasts, Lexy.  I want to taste each one in my mouth until I’ve had my fill.  Tell me to do it.”  He stared hard into her indigo eyes, already deep blue with passion.

             
“Yes Jack, I want you to, to taste me.”  Blushing, Lexy whispered as she entwined her fingers around his neck and caressed his hair.  She raised herself to him.  He bent his head slightly, taking a nipple in his mouth, circling and teasing it with his tongue, while stroking the other with the palm of his hand.  Lexy threw her head back, a low gurgling sound escaping from her throat as a white hot light shot through her like a bolt of lightning.  He picked her up, laying her on the table. 

             
“I want dessert after breakfast.”  He pulled her legs up around his waist.  “I bet you’ve never had this for breakfast.  Have you, Lexy.” 

             
“Noooo...never.  Never like this.”  She was breathless, lost in the passion of the moment.             

              He unzipped his pants quickly, his staff hard and ready.  Bringing her to him, he took her quickly, there on the kitchen table.

             
An hour later, they lay spent across the big king-size bed in his enormous bedroom.  They gazed at each other. 

             
She’s so hot..
 

             
He’s more than I ever dreamed of.  If I close my eyes he won’t be here.
 

             
If I leave the room, I’ll come back and she’ll be gone.

             
Their fingers entwined, locking for a moment.

             
“We should really get going if you are going to take me flying Jack.”

             
“Oh, yeah, I guess we should.  I put your clothes in the dressing room off to the left of the shower.” 

             
Lexy unwound her fingers from his.  Uncoiling herself from his arms, she grabbed the sheet, wrapping it around her.  “I’ll meet you downstairs in twenty minutes. It’s nearly 11:00 a.m. already.  Remember, I may need time to recover before the party.  See you in a while.” 

             
She got up, sweeping out of the room.  Jack lay there a minute longer.  God, she made love like a sex goddess.  And looked as pure as the driven snow.  She was everything a man could want.  Why was he resisting?  She was drawing him into a net, slowly being woven around his life.  Soon, it would surround him completely.  He thought he knew now what it was like to be drawn and quartered.  It was definitely  sweet torture he was enduring. 

             
The problem was, the more she tortured his mind, the more he liked it.  Well, he didn’t have to make any decisions right now except to get up and get going so he could show off his flying skills. 

             
Jack was rather proud of himself when it came to flying his plane.  He hoped she would enjoy it as much as he did.  It freed him more than anything else in the world.  Suddenly, it seemed important that she feel like that too.  He got up, heading for the shower downstairs.  He had a date with a lady in twenty minutes.

             
"Look over there, Lexy."  Jack nodded his dark head, pointing his finger in a southwest direction.  Her gaze followed the line of his objective.  "Those are just some of the vineyards found in this valley.  Over there.  That's the Jansen's ranch.  They raise horses and cattle.  Everyone lives side by side pretty peacefully.  Oh, there are the normal spats, but nothing major." He glanced her way, grinning, a lock of dark hair brushing against his dark glasses.  Love for this man swelled in Lexy's breast.  The perfect man in what seemed a perfect world from up there.

             
"It's so beautiful, Jack. It reminds me of pictures out of a fairy tale book.  Everything looks so exquisite from up here."

             
Lexy was grateful that she'd remembered to take her medication, although it made her somewhat drowsy.  This was as close to heaven as she had ever been, except for lying in Jack's arms.  She didn't want to spoil it by having to spend the time using a barf bag.

             
His voice was thrilling and filled with emotion as they swooped over the valley.  She could almost see the sparkle in his eyes behind the dark lenses, as he shared all the wonders of the lush terrain with her. Lexy watched him in silence as he continued to reveal more secrets of the succulent valley.  He seemed like a man content with himself out here among nature's most precious gifts.

             
"Over to your right, Lexy.  It's a wild animal preserve.  Safari West is a big tourist attraction."

             
"Oh, look.  I see the animals.  Why, there are herds of them.  Over there.  I see a safari.  Jack, how exciting!" 

             
He glanced at her, seeing the raptured look of awe on her face, knowing how she felt.  It was a feeling he never got over.  If anything, it got better every time he went up in the plane.

             
"Oh, Jack.  It is more beautiful than I can say.  Exquisite might be close."  Turning to face him, Lexy was suddenly quiet.  She studied his rugged, handsome profile.  A question had been nagging her since they had arrived.             

             
“Jack.  How is it that you are at such peace here, yet you've made a good life for yourself on the road with
Rebel Canyon
?”

             
Jack said nothing for what seemed like eons.  Lexy started feeling like she may have made a big mistake.  He glanced at her momentarily, and then faced straight ahead again. 

             
“I liked being on the stage.  I was able to liberate my frustrations by letting the wild thing in me escape where I know it wouldn't hurt anyone. It was a way for me to get rid of my own hostilities, Lexy.  I grew up with street violence.  I vowed that I would never be like that and I haven’t been.  So, I make believe instead.  It releases all my frustrations.  I am the kind of man you said I was in your letter, Lexy.  My music allows me to show the sensitive side of uh...Jack Wyatt.”  He paused a moment.  “Why do you like my music?”  His question caught her off guard. 

             
She was quiet for a moment.  “I think my reasons are much the same, Jack.  Besides liking to watch you on video, it excites me in a way that makes me uncomfortable sometimes.” 

             
She gazed at him from under long, sleepy lashes.  “You excite me in a way...I’m so different than most people think I am.  Sometimes I think there is a dangerous side of me that wants to be part of the action on film, you know, to be the one you make love to.  Despite the sexually explicit nature of the videos sometimes, you are always gentle and loving to the women you...you seduce.  You are never violent with them. I like how you rescue them from the bad guy. It’s silly, I know, but I guess that’s it.  I’ve never told anyone that, so you better not tell my secret.”  She threw a furtive glance his way.  He was smiling.

             
“I don’t need to rescue you now to make love to you, honey!” 

             
Lexy leaned over and punched him lightly on the arm.

             
“Owwh!  That hurt!  You better be careful or you’ll be rescuing me if this plane goes down.”  He turned and grinned at her. 

             
“Time to go back.  I thought we could pack a lunch and go riding.”  He turned the plane around and headed back to the ranch.

             
By the time Lexy had put together a late lunch of turkey sandwiches, veggies, and some frozen fruit she had found in his freezer, along with a thermos of coffee, Jack was coming in the back way.  It was cool out, so he grabbed a couple of jackets that were hanging on wooden pegs near the door.  He seized the picnic basket and pulled her out the back door after him. 

             
The horses were tethered out back. The invisible Charlie had obviously been there ahead of them.

             
“So, I see Charlie’s been busy.  How did he know?”

             
Jack laughed.  “You are dying to meet him aren’t you?”

             
“To tell you the truth, I don’t think he even exists.”

             
“Oh, he’s here.”  Jack turned toward the stable.  “Charlie, come out here.”  Before she could protest, a well-built man in his sixties came strolling calmly out of the doors.

             
“Charlie, Ms. Kane.”

             
“Howdy Miss.”  He kicked the dirt.  “Nice day for a ride.  You two enjoy yourself.”

             
“Thanks, Charlie.  And it was nice to meet you.” Lexy smiled sweetly.

             
Charlie tipped his Stetson.  He glanced at Jack, his face unreadable.  He turned and departed as quickly as he had appeared.  Jack grabbed her hand, leading her to the horses. 

             
They were magnificent animals and Lexy was in awe.  Jack strapped the basket on to the back of the large black stallion.  He motioned Lexy towards the smaller pinto.  She swung effortlessly up on the horse’s back.  Jack looked at her with admiration.

             
“Just another one of your many talents I see, Lexy.  I can see that I’d better not underestimate you again.”

             
She chortled.  “Wisconsin does have big cities and horses, you know.   And no.  You should never
underestimate me.” 

             
He had to laugh at her notion of a big
city.  New York was a big city.  Yet she was continually surprising him with her sophistication and knowledge.  Yet, she enjoyed the simple pleasures too.  She couldn’t seem to get enough of those, like she was sitting at a great feast but couldn’t get enough to eat.  With the greatest enjoyment, Jack accommodated her in that.               

             
“Let’s go.  I know the perfect spot for a picnic.  If we play our cards right, we can picnic under the stars.”  He'd brought a nice, soft blanket along for their comfort
and
pleasure.

             
“That sounds so romantic Jack.  I guess you know that about me by now.  A hopeless romantic.” 

             
They had started on their way, walking their horses side by side.

             
“It is one of your endearing qualities, Lexy.  You've even managed to bring it out in me....somewhat!” 

             
He wasn’t ready to concede completely to something he wasn’t quite sure about yet.  Lexy laughed.  Mounting the pinto, she spurred the horse on, urging it into a gallop as they approached a large, treeless, but grassy field.  Jack purposely rode behind her, watching horse and rider flying free and wild. 

             
She was definitely his kind of woman and she belonged here with him.  The trouble was, she wasn’t alone.  There were her two teenage children to consider, and he wasn’t so sure he liked the idea of sharing her.  Jack knew that in that matter, he would have no choice.  But, he would think about that later.  Right now he had a lady to catch up with.  He urged his horse on toward her.

             
Much later, they both lay quietly, Lexy snuggled in the crook of his arm, gazing at up the stars.  She sighed contentedly.  “When I was growing up I always wanted to go to the stars.  I just knew I would be an astronaut someday.  I used to lay on the grass at night in my back yard and watch the sky for long periods of time.” 

             
She stretched a hand up toward the starry sky.  “I remember our house was on the banks of the Wisconsin River before I moved to Racine.  Sometimes when the river was low enough, we had sandbars right behind the house, and my sister and I would build a big fire and put our blankets down next to it.  We would lay there, watch the stars, sometimes not saying anything at all.  We didn’t need to.  I know we were both thinking about the vastness and wonder of it all.  Have you ever just lay and wondered about our place in the universe?” 

             
Lexy shifted her body closer to his warmth.  Jack tightened his arm around her.  He felt like he could lay there like this, holding her forever.

             
“I’ve never really thought about it Lexy.  Being with you here like this could make me think about a lot of things I wouldn’t have considered before.”  He was silent for a moment.

             
“It’s not that I wouldn’t have wanted to, but I never had anyone to share those kinds of things with.  I was an only child, and growing up in the tenements of New York does not give a kid much of an opportunity to do a lot of stargazing.”

             
He rolled over, leaning on his elbow, and gazed at her intently.  “I never really talked with anyone about my parents before.  They were alcoholics.  They didn’t have time for a kid.  I was in the way.” A hint of bitterness, laced with melancholy was in his voice.