Paradise Island: Complete Edition (23 page)

Thankfully, Jack knew that what I needed right now was him so he left the condoms and the lube on the far side of the bed and was on top of me again. He gave me a long and wet kiss. I almost didn’t want to let him go, but once his lips moved down to my boobs, I wasn’t complaining. And then lower and lower, until his mouth and tongue worked their magic in my secret place. Then I realized why he had had to wash his hands, because he took his index and middle fingers and made them wet with his saliva, and then slowly, but surely, he fingered the place between my legs. I moaned in pleasure as the first finger penetrated, and then the other, bigger middle finger joined. I moaned is ecstasy as he worked on my nether regions. I was tired of sitting back and just enjoying his touch, I wanted him to enjoy mine too. I took control and stopped his hand. He had the look of utter lust on his face and I watched as he took back his fingers and put them in his mouth. I took that opportunity to move closer to the edge of the bed and closer to him. I gave him a deep kiss, and then I moved on down. Kissing his neck. His biceps. His hard rock stomach and then I followed his trail until I reached the very top of his jeans. I heard him moan as I worked on unbuttoning his jeans. The bulging thing within wanted so badly to get out.

It took a bit of work but I managed to unbutton the jeans, and then I slowly unzipped the zipper, letting the bulge have some space, though it was still constrained by his underwear.

I did the same as he did to me. I teased him with my mouth over his underwear.

“Oh God,” I heard him moan in pleasure, and that made me happy.

If you’d asked me only a day ago if I would ever consider being this close to another human being, I’d think you were crazy. But me and Jack, we were like two sides of a coin now, and I felt so comfortable with him that I did not wince at his touch; I got pleasure from it. And I wanted him to feel the same about me.

After some teasing I slowly slid down his underwear, my hands caressing his perfect ass in the process. He slipped out of them when they fell to the ground and he stood stark naked and very much erect in front of me. I took hold of his raging hard erection and was surprised at how warm and alive it felt. I squeezed it a bit with my hands and felt the beat of his heart. It was bigger than I’d imagined and I wondered how it would fit. I was glad he had brought the lube now.

I held him in my hands, the butterflies in my stomach absolutely raving. The spot between my legs had a raging need for him to enter me, and make love to me right then and there, but I also had another desire, so I went down until I could comfortably put the head of his dick in my mouth, and I did so. I heard him moan louder and continued to stroke his hard member while I put as much of it in my mouth as I could, and then I licked the edges that I couldn’t.

“Fuck Sophie, I wanna be inside you right now,” Jack groaned and I was more than happy to oblige.

I let go of his erection and laid back on my previous spot, legs wide open. He immediately went on his knees again and his tongue worked its magic on the spot there, loosening it up a bit.

And then in one quick sweep he got up and put a condom on, a very thin one from the looks of it, and then he squeezed some lube and loosed me up with his fingers a bit. Then he put some on his raging cock. The anticipation was killing me, and when he finally managed to slide the head of his huge dick inside me I bit my lips and moaned. “Fuck me, Jack,” I moaned, surprised at myself, at the utter need I felt to have him as close to me as possible. I remembered how I blushed reading Josie’s diaries and some of the racier entries, but here I was doing the same thing, and while I was a little uncomfortable, I was not ashamed, because I was with Jack, and not any other man.

He slowly slid the rest of himself inside of me, driving me wild. I was so glad for the lube, I shuddered to think how this would have gone without it. At first I felt a little pain, but as Jack positioned himself on top of me, his warm body so close to mine, he gave me enough time to get adjusted to the size of him. “Are you ready?” he whispered in my ear. “Fuck yeah,” I moaned, and slowly but surely, Jack started making love to me. At first he was gentle, but once I got used to the rhythm, I didn’t want him to just make love to me, I wanted him to fuck me. My hands caressed his wide shoulders, his long back, until I finally reached that perfect ass of his. I squeezed it as hard as I could, loving the softness beneath my fingers, and moaned “Harder, Jack.” I did not have to ask him twice, Jack increased his rhythm from slow to rapid, until I couldn’t think anymore, the way he slid so fast in and out of me. His ass was working on overdrive, banging away beneath my hands.

“Oh God!” I screamed as Jack moaned. I felt in those moments something I had never felt in my life: pure ecstasy. Everything became tangled together, our bodies, our needs, our desires. It was hard to keep track of everything. Jack inside me. Jack on top of me, our hot sweaty bodies melding together. My hands on Jack’s perfect ass, then scratching his back as he fucked me harder. His hands all over my sides and ass, adjusting me for the optimum pleasure.

I could not tell you how much time had passed as we were lost in our ecstasy, for time did not exist anymore, at least not for me. I was lost in Jack, and he seemed lost in me, but we managed to find ourselves together, as one living entity.

I screamed in pleasure more than a few times as I came over and over again, nothing compared to the orgasms I got when the need got too much and I had to touch myself. I always felt ashamed afterwards before, but now, there was no shame, only pure pleasure as it coursed through every vein and pore in my body. I heard Jack grunt in pleasure as he came too, and I felt his hot cum bursting deep inside me, even though it was held back by the condom.

I felt Jack slowly softening within me, and I wanted nothing more than for him to stay inside me forever. It felt so good. So right. We stayed like that, him on top of me and semi hard inside as long as possible, but the sheer exhaustion, at least for me, was too much. I laid back and enjoyed his warmth and his kisses on every part of my body he could reach without exiting me, and then slowly but surely he did. He was gone for less than a minute as he went to the bathroom to get rid of the condom and clean up a bit, but it was the longest minute of my life. I awaited impatiently until our bodies were entwined together again. We laid down in bed, and covered ourselves with a sheet. I couldn’t stop myself from touching him and kissing him, and he couldn’t stop himself either.

After we lay exhausted, my head resting on his chest, my fingers making trails in the sex sweat we had made together, enjoying his manly smell mixed in with my own, I said how I really felt. Before, I would have held such words back out of fear, but now I wasn’t afraid. Nothing could hurt me as long as I had Jack by my side. “I love you, Jack,” I whispered.

At first I thought he didn’t hear me, but then I felt him kiss the top of my head. “I love you, too, Sophie. I know I just met you recently, but after everything that has happened, I can’t imagine living life without you.”

“I feel the same,” I truthfully said. What would life without Jack even look like? How could I go back to my old life, when Jack had shattered everything about it. There was no more meaning in that miserable shell of an existence I had. Afraid of the world. Afraid of the people within it, and most of all afraid of myself.

But here I was, letting myself be as close to another human being as one could get. But our closeness wasn’t just physical, it was also emotional. I know it sounds cliché, but I knew Jack mind, body, and soul, as he did me. There were no secrets between us, at least no big ones, and as I thought of Lucy and her father buried with the bones out front, I realized we had also made secrets of our own.

“Have you ever killed anyone before?” I asked him softly.

“No,” he answered, but I could feel him distancing himself from me. Maybe the tone of this voice, because his body was as close as ever.

“I’m sorry I brought it up. I just thought you might wanna talk about it. When I killed Henry, I was in absolute shock at what had happened, but it was self-defense, so I wasn’t too morally shaken. Greyson Milton on the other hand, I knew I didn’t have to kill, but the sheer thought of him murdering Josie while she was pregnant made me want him to die, and then he had the audacity to try and blackmail us. In the end, I think he deserved what was coming to him. As did Lucy, and it was self-defense in that case as well. She was ready to kill us both with that shovel.”

I don’t know who I was trying to convince, myself or Jack.

“Yeah, Sophie, I know. It just still tears me up on the inside. But I don’t regret it one bit. It had to be done.”

I held him closer to me and looked up into his beautiful green eyes. “I feel the same. It’s not that I don’t feel any guilt about their deaths, but I think they’re the ones who pushed us so far that there weren’t any other options left. Right?”

“Yeah, that’s how I feel as well.” Jack said. “I just wished they didn’t do that, you know? But I’m not sad that people like them aren’t in the world anymore. I’m just a little angry that I had to be the one to get rid of them.”

“I’m sorry I put you into that position.”

“Shh,” he kissed my forehead gently. “You didn’t make me do anything I didn’t choose to do, and I’d kill this whole island if it meant keeping you safe.”

“Something’s been bothering me, though. About Josie’s journals. How come they were hidden in the walls of the old house you bought? Who put them there? Because from the journal, it was clear Josie never lived here.”

“I have no idea. Maybe Greyson panicked and hid them here, thinking he’d destroy them later but never got around to it? Or maybe even his father, Thomas, after Josie went missing maybe he got hold of her journals and decided to hide them.”

“It would have been easier just to burn them,” I said.

“Yeah,” he said. “You’re right. I guess we’ll never really know.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. I think we need to get away from this place as soon as possible,” I said. “Too many bad memories. For obvious reasons,” I said as I looked in the direction where Josie, her unborn child, Lucy, and Josie’s killer, Greyson, were buried.

“I’m glad you’re the one who’s suggesting that, because I’ve been thinking the same. Maybe this time we could go somewhere warm?”

I smiled at the thought. “That sounds lovely,” I said in a faux British accent.

Jack laughed. Then stopped. “There’s just one loose end we have to take care of.”

“The mayor? I really don’t like the thought of killing him, Jack. I know he’s crooked and he knows more than he should, but it just doesn’t feel right. Besides, how would we even go about it? Somebody’s bound to notice or hear something if we meet him up in town. And if he goes missing without a word, it’ll be harder to explain than Lucy and Mr. Bottoms disappearing. Or Henry’s little accident.”

“Wait here,” Jack said as he slowly got out of bed. I watched in admiration as he walked out of the room stark naked, his perfect butt, and pretty much the rest of him, in perfect view. The butterflies in my stomach were growing again. I still couldn’t believe any of this was happening. I couldn’t believe that a man as perfect as Jack was mine, and that I let myself be his. I couldn’t help but smile as he returned to bed, giving me a full view of his perfect chest, and not to mention that dick. He slipped in under the covers and put his arms around me. His other hand held a small bottle that said something undecipherable on it. It looked like a powdered herb or some supplement. I wasn’t really sure.

“This here is our solution. After somebody ingests it they have heart failure. It’s virtually undetectable, not that that would be much of a problem on this behind-the-times island.”

“Wow, Jack, that would be perfect, but why do you even have such a thing?” I was honestly shocked that Jack would have such poisons so easily available. Maybe there were a few things I didn’t know about him after all.

“Yeah, I got a collection of some of these before I moved up here. I don’t know what I planned. Maybe I thought about ending it all, like you did when you were on that cliff. But then I saw you in that diner, and life seemed worth living again. Thank you for that.”

I leaned in and kissed him deep and long on the lips. “I’m glad you didn’t go through with it. The world would be a worse place without you in it. I would still be living in darkness if it weren’t for you.”

“I’m glad, too,” he said. “Anyway, I was thinking of calling a meeting with the mayor or something, slipping this into his drink, and voila, later that day, he’d drop dead. All our problems solved.”

I couldn’t believe we were talking about killing another person so casually. I had to stop myself from thinking about eternal hellfire that Crow had preached at me for years, but then again, Crow was the biggest sinner of them all, so I highly doubted he knew what he was talking about.

“I don’t know if I could go through with it. It just doesn’t feel right. Maybe you could talk to him and tell him something believable. I mean, if Lucy had gotten her way, she probably would have left town anyway, so no big mystery there. She always talked to anyone who’d listen how much she hated this place.” I could tell that Rory guy that she left for London, as for Mr. Bottoms, nobody was a huge fan of him anyway. I told as much to Jack. He nodded and put the poisonous bottle on the bedside table.

“There’s been enough death for a lifetime here, hasn’t there? I’ll see what I can whip up and we could maybe do it tomorrow. This would just be the most efficient and sure way to do it. If the mayor had even small suspicions, what’s to stop him from digging up here just in case? And when Henry’s body is found. It would be kind of suspicious that a bunch of people went missing or dead at the same time.”

“I know, I know,” I said. My head was starting to hurt from all the thinking. “Let’s think about this later,” I said as I huddled closer to him. I didn’t want to let go of him, and he didn’t seem to want to let go of me either, so we fell asleep in each other’s arms, the thoughts of death and threats as far as we could get them.