Reckless (2 page)

Sean loosens his tie, pulls it off over his head, and throws it to me. “Here you go sweetheart, a souvenir - try to control yourself.”

Laughing, I put his tie around my neck loosely, causing an anxious sigh from his lips. “Keep going,” I encourage, watching him undo every button on his sleeves, his shirt, and all the while trying to ignore his eyes on me. I breathe in deeply as he slides his flawlessly tailored shirt off behind him. I take another drink as he undoes his belt, and twirls his tongue within his mouth. Sipping the liquid euphoria once again, I watch him undo his pants, his hard excitement even more revealed as he pushes his shoes and socks off with his feet before dropping his pants to the floor. While standing in his tight boxer briefs that are hugging his body with perfection, I eye his hipbones sticking out above them, begging me to suck them.

“Good enough?” he asks.

“No, keep going, I want to see what I am going to be working with for the rest of my life.” I say motioning for him to drop the remaining garment. His hand hovers against his stomach, and with a grunting sigh, he pushes his boxers down to the floor. I gulp, gazing over his sumptuous body, and giggle at the slight redness to his cheeks. He recovers quickly from his shyness with an assured smile, brushing his hands over his head and turning proudly for me. Then the cocky son of a bitch winks at me and I have to take another drink to keep from laughing.

“Happy?”

“Very.” I smile with an anxious sigh.

Coming in close, he takes my drink away and hovers his lips in front of mine, teasing me. “Take your clothes off Mrs. Grant and make sure you entertain me while you’re doing it,” he said guiding me to where he previously stood.

“I don’t know if I can get this off by myself?” Sean steps to me quickly and releases the hooks of my dress. I turn back to him with a shy smile, “I don’t know if I can put on much of a show, with what I have.” I said trying to encourage him to undress me himself.

“Try.” He said with his tongue lingering inside his open mouth, making me crave him even more. Working up my courage, I stick my chin out defiantly and with a heavy
whish
, I release my dress to the floor. Eyeing the clothing that remains on my body, he stands silently waiting while I release my breasts and slide my panties to the floor for him. Sean’s eyes widen in excitement as he gazes over my nude body, decked out in only my jeweled, high-heeled shoes and his tie. “Don’t forget the hair combs, sweetheart,” he says never bothering to look their way while I eye what is now mine.

With a soft sigh, I release my hair from the combs, fit his tie close to my neck, and let it dangle down and long between my breasts before proceeding to do my best runway walk towards him. I grasp the back of his head and jerk him to me with one hand, looking deep into his lust filled eyes, “Now make me feel spec... fucking...tacular, Mr. Grant.”

He smiles boldly at me, “No problem.” Sean takes hold of me with one arm and lays me on the bed. “Relax and I will take care of the rest,” he said in a heated voice. I lean back onto the pillows as he climbs on the bed at my feet, grasping each of my legs one at a time and slides off each of my shoes. His warm hands caress my legs from my ankles to my thighs before kissing his way up and in between, rebelliously forcing his tongue into my softest of places. Clinching the pillow under my head I pant in rhythm with his movements. I let my respect for him show as my body tightens and begins to sway deeper into him. I glance down at him gripping my thighs and his eyes smiling back at me, the sensations pour through my veins. The scene is more than I can handle. Panting excitedly, I grip the back of his head and try to pull him up to me before I come, but he ignores my meager attempts and controls me until I feel the release rushing down to his mouth. Gripping his head between my legs and moaning praises to him, my body relaxes deep into the plush bed. Sean makes his way up my body little by little. Reaching my breasts, he toys with his tie before squeezing my breasts against his face and his lips. I wrap my arms around his neck while he maneuvers himself into place and smiles adoringly. My eyes close as I feel his hardened erection fit tight inside of me. His supple, full lips meet my mouth tenderly as I vow to get even. Groaning he spins us over, placing me on top and smacks my ass for encouragement.
He is so mine.
With a wicked determination, I eye him, knowing what he wants. I fondle my heaving breasts in front of him and his eyes cloud with lust once again. Moaning, I sit up high on him and slide down low feeling his grumbling groans vibrate to my core. Working up and down his shaft I arch my back, backwards and forwards, losing my fingers into my hair and moaning his name while he grips my hips tighter. Rising up, Sean loses himself in my breasts, breathing his desires and pleasures as I move along the pulsating edges of his erection. Suddenly, the sensation steals my breath away and once again, I come and collapse into his waiting arms. Sean holds me close, stroking my back and running his fingers through my hair while he catches his breath.
He
mouths his love for me before he rolls us over. My hands hold his head as our lips meet and his hips move deep into mine and with a soft exhale I let him take control, complete control and I enjoy every second during our two weeks together on a yacht arranged just for us.

Sean

With our honeymoon barely behind us, Ava and I are off to LA for a meeting about a new film I am anxious to work on, Reckless.
The script was written about an old friend of mine’s Uncle, a daredevil of sorts who lived life to its fullest to the point of being destructive to himself and everyone who tried to get close to him. It is the first meeting about Reckless and I am hoping to give Ava all the details, before I give her …
all
the details. Ava and I have been living in such bliss these days, I don’t want to ruin it by telling her I am considering doing a movie with my former best-friend, Joel.
He
is now married to my ex-girlfriend, whom I had planned to marry myself before she broke my heart. I assumed I would bring Ava to dinner with me to introduce her to Joel, fill her in on the details of the movie project first, and then tell her the rest. Little did I know
she -
my ex-girlfriend - had other plans. I haven’t seen Rebecca since I caught her in our bed with Joel five years ago. The moment she lays eyes on me she runs up to me and secures her arms around me like we are the best of friends, holding on a little too long for everyone’s comfort.

 
“Sean, you look wonderful.” She said as I pull her off me and guide her back towards Joel.
Ava is too smart to let that display slide by unnoticed.

“Ava, this is Joel and Rebecca Castor, old friends of mine.” I said, hoping to get things moving towards the film we are suppose to discuss doing together and less on my past, failed relationships. Ava greets them each sweetly, as she always does, before we sit across from them. I purposely make sure to be across from Joel so I will not have to look at Rebecca.
She wants to make up and this is not the time.

The discussions seem to go fine until both Joel and Ava leave to take calls, leaving me alone with Rebecca. I ignore her presumptuous smile, “I have missed you Sean.”

I nod, continuing to avoid looking at her, “Good for you.”

“Are you going to be mad at me forever?”

“No, it really doesn’t matter to me anymore. Actually, it all worked out better for me anyway.” I say sending a joyful smile in her direction.

“Good, then maybe we can rebuild our friendship.”She says leaning towards me with a smile of her own.

“Can’t wait.” I grumble. Ava comes back rubbing her hand across my leg as she sits down. I quickly find her ear, “I missed you.”

“So that call was to let me know we have a new director for Reckless. The great Daniel Kane,” Joel said with illuminating excitement.

“That’s wonderful Joel. I think that calls for a toast.” I wave our waiter over and order the best bottle of wine available.

“To our new film – Reckless!” Joel exclaimed as we all clank our glasses together.

I look at Ava, still on my honeymoon high, and forget to keep our so far, well-kept-secret, “To my wife, I love you.” I said, kissing her gently as we toast privately.

“You are not married yet.” Rebecca snarled.

“Yes we are, as of a few weeks ago.” I responded, annoyed by her response.

“Oh wow, that’s great! Honey isn’t that wonderful?” Joel said, quickly putting his arm around Rebecca’s shoulders and meeting her wide eyes with a strained smile.

Rebecca eases back in her chair, “Yes, it’s … wonderful.” She said, looking at Ava seemingly sincerely. “So enough about this movie for now, Ava, tell us how you and Sean met. I mean after all, now that the fairy tale is complete you must tell us how it all started.” Rebecca said, leaning forward and concentrating on hearing every word.

“Well, it’s kind of a crazy story actually. I’m not sure I have time to tell it so that it makes sense,” Ava said, looking at me for some direction.

“Oh try. Were you an extra on one of his movies or something?” Rebecca pried further.

Ava laughs as I begin to explain for her, “Ava isn’t an actress Rebecca. She’s an architect, and a very talented one.” I say, smiling at Ava. “She actually designed my father’s Cancer Center,” I said proudly.

“Wow Ava, that must be exciting?” Joel asked.

“I enjoy it, most of the time,” she said smiling.

Our food arrives and I notice Rebecca continuing to stare at Ava.
She has more questions and that makes me nervous.

 
“So Ava, you must be super smart, huh?” Joel asked before meeting Rebecca’s glare. “It figures Sean would end up with a smart woman, I just didn’t realize he could find one so beautiful too.”

I promptly answer for Ava, “She is that and I went through a lot to find her.”

“So when did you live in New York, Ava?” Joel asked as I take a drink, tensing with every awkward question.

“Oh actually about the same time as Sean, we just didn’t know it until years later.” Ava answered innocently.

“Yes, that was interesting to learn, but really we met because of my mother and next thing you know I was head over heels. Pretty normal story from that point on,” I said, earning a bewildered glance from Ava.

“How funny that you guys lived in the same city all that time and never even knew each other existed,” Rebecca pried further.

“Actually,” Ava said as I search for a way to dive into my food and hide. “Sean and I did meet once in New York.”

I glance up long enough to see Rebecca look over at me, “Really?” she asked suspiciously.

“Yes, we ran into each other at this little Italian restaurant. He was going there with his brother and I was standing outside waiting for my friend when Ethan’s fan club came running out of nowhere and were about to trample me. That’s when Sean pulled me out of the way.” Ava looks over at me sweetly and I return her smile while ignoring Rebecca’s glare. “He was so incredible even then. He just held onto me for the longest time. If Kyle hadn’t of interrupted us …” Ava laid her hand on mine. I instantly sweep it up into my palm, caressing it with my thumb.

“Interrupted you, what were you doing?” Rebecca said harshly.

“Oh no, we weren’t doing anything. It was simply a moment that we both seemed to have shared. When I ran into him a couple of years ago, I knew he wouldn’t remember me since when we first met I was covered head to toe because of the cold weather. All he could see were my eyes. Eventually I told him and I assumed the meeting didn’t mean anything to him, at least not like it did to me at the time. But when he showed me the locket I lost that night, I knew he did remember and he had felt the same way.” I concentrate on my food, holding Ava’s hand under the table like a life raft.
Silence
. I search the room for the quickest exit.

“So
you
did
cheat on Rebecca, your supposed fiancé at the time, with your future wife? Damn Sean and I thought you were the innocent one in that whole mess,” Joel said sarcastically.

“He didn’t cheat on me, they didn’t do anything,” Rebecca snapped at him as he laughs.

“Whatever. I remember you finding that locket wrapped up in the back of his drawer and then asking
me
about it, like it was my fault. You thought for sure he was cheating on you because he barely paid attention to you after that night. You complained about it nonstop, thinking his brother or I had something to do with it. Well now you know … it was because of her.” He exclaimed pointing at Ava.

I instantly stop retreating and glare at him until he removes his accusing finger from my wife. Ava drops her gaze to her plate and pulls her hand away from me. “It wasn’t Ava. Rebecca and I weren’t really getting along then, if you recall. We would have still broken up despite Ava and me meeting,” I said, trying to ease the situation. “Probably why you two ended up together as well.”