Belong to You(13)

"You okay babe?" Jack's voice was full of concern as he looked over at  me. One of the reasons I wasn't a good liar, was because my emotions  showed on my face.

"I'm getting there. At least I don't feel like I am going to pass out anymore." I smiled.

He reached across and grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "Try to relax and look around, this is the best way to see the island."

Tentatively, I turned my head and peeked out the window. The view was  breathtaking. Turquoise water, bejeweled with vivid coral reefs  contrasted against billowing white sand beaches. It looked like I could  see the ocean floor, with how clear the water was. Jack pulled my hand  to his mouth and kissed the top of my hand. I smiled and felt myself  start to relax a little. He pointed to the right, out my window, at a  patch of green in the distance. "We're heading that way, over the  rainforest." I nodded my head and smiled, a sincere smile this time.

The green forest in the distance quickly came into view and Jack circled  the breathtaking coastline. As we rounded the massive forest of trees, a  clearing came into vision of the most amazing tall waterfalls I had  ever seen. I gasped in excitement, the picturesque scenery helping me to  rid of the last of my nerves. "That's Sacred Falls. It was the first  place I flew on my own when I got my license." We flew a little further  and Jack warned me that he was going to bring the helicopter down a  little to show me something.

We flew lower for a few minutes and then Jack took my hand and squeezed  it. "Here we go babe." Then he raised us up dramatically along the side  of huge cliffs so that it felt like we were scaling them. I couldn't  help but scream in delight. It was terrifying but exciting, and my  adrenalin was pumping.

A little while later Jack landed us on a large open green field, with no  one in sight. He powered the helicopter down and came around to help me  down. I jumped up and hugged him as soon as my feet reached the ground.  "That was so incredible!"

Jack smiled and looked pleased. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders  and we walked for a while. We reached a secluded beach and took off our  shoes to let the warm, crystal clear water wash over our feet as we  walked. "So, you're out of questions, and I still have half of mine  left." A sexy half smile that reached his enticing eyes.

I kicked a little water at his leg. "I guess you do."

He shook his head, but smiled. The man was utterly delicious. "Do you like pornography?"

He asked the question in the same tone as if he had just asked me to  pass the salt. I tried not to blush, but I felt my face heat. I was glad  we were walking so I wouldn't be subjected to his intense scrutiny as I  squirmed and heated at his question. "Question number 6. I guess that  depends on what you are talking about. The magazines that are wrapped in  plastic in the news stands, videos of explicit sex acts or a couple  going at it on the street right in front of me."         

     



 

Jack raised an eyebrow, surprised at my response. "All of them."

His question was odd, but then, everything about the man was  unpredictable. In the short time that I had known him, I had learned  that as soon as I thought I understood him, I was quickly proven wrong.

"Well, I don't mind the magazines, although I also don't see their  allure. Let me correct my answer, I don't mind the magazine, as long as  it isn't left in a bathroom. One of Michael's friends always had that  type of magazines in the bathroom and it freaked me out when I used the  bathroom, wondering what he touched when he was done with the magazine."

I looked to Jack to gauge his response on my answer and he looked  amused, so I continued. "As to movies, I've watched a few and I don't  think they were my thing either. But perhaps I didn't watch the right  ones. I guess I always felt insecure watching them, since I didn't have  much experience. I also didn't get how the women could be okay with  making a sex video for money. " I took a breath and tried to remember  what the last part of his question was.

"And finally, as to watching sex in the street, I've never had the  pleasure, so I can't tell you how I felt about it." When my answer was  out, I realized it really wasn't a difficult thing to answer; it was  just new to me to discuss the subject openly with anyone. Michael and I  never spoke about sex, which might have been why it was so dull compared  to with Jack.

"So what made you ask the question?"

Jack stopped and pulled me to his chest, wrapping his arms around my  waist. He gave me a chaste kiss on the mouth and looked down at me "I'm  the one asking the questions, you're all out stranger. Come on, let's  head back, I want to get us back in the air as the sun goes down."

"You know, Jack Cole whatever your last name is, some women might think  you were a romantic with sunset helicopter rides and long walks on the  beach." I teased.

"If sharing what I enjoy with you is romantic, then I guess maybe I am.  But it would only be you that would think it, because I've never shared  anything more than my bed with other women."

My heart swelled a little bit. It was a good thing that we only had  another day and a half, or I might have fallen head over heels for the  dominating, controlling, sexy as all hell, romantic man.





Chapter 9




The next day and a half flew by as Jack and I spent almost every minute  together. Most of his friends had flown back, but Tyler had extended his  stay and the four of us enjoyed a night of dinner and slow dancing,  before Jack had announced that we were calling it a night. We were all  heading to the airport the next morning together, Sienna and I flying  back to New York, with a change in Chicago, and Jack and Tyler were  flying to Los Angeles for a business meeting Jack had postponed to  extend his stay in Hawaii.

We were both quieter than usual, and the thought of never seeing Jack  again after tomorrow made me physically sick. But I knew from the  beginning that it was only a fling and went into it with my eyes open. I  just never expected to care for the man beneath the beautiful exterior.  Our connection was more than just physical, although we couldn't keep  our hands off each other. Jack had been honest about who he was from the  start, and I wasn't going to ruin what we had by begging for more. But  deep down inside I secretly hoped that maybe he would ask me for more,  and I hated that I was setting myself up for a disastrous  disappointment.

I had decided while I was getting ready that I was going to go down on  Jack that night. He had taken care of me in so many ways and never asked  for me to reciprocate. To most, sexual intercourse was the most  intimate part of a sexual relationship, but to me oral sex was. It was  something that Michael had always told me that I was good at, and I had  planned to show Jack how much I enjoyed my time with him in a way that I  knew he would enjoy.

The two glasses of wine I had with dinner had left me feeling confident  and as soon as we were inside his room, I was anxious to please him. I  took his face in my hand and kissed him fiercely, as I lowered his  zipper with my other hand. I reached in to his boxer briefs and ran my  hand the length of his long hard shaft. He groaned, which only further  ignited my frenzy to take him in my mouth. I broke the kiss and looked  into his eyes. "I want to taste you."

He exhaled loudly as I dropped to my knees in front of him. I pulled his  pants down the rest of the way, catching his wide head with my tongue  as he moved to step out of his pants. I slowly licked the warm cum  glistening on the tip and looked up at him through hooded eyes. He was  watching me intently, as I knew he would. I fluttered my tongue around  his swollen head and licked firmly down the underside. My lips glided  over his thick crown and I surprised him by taking him down in one long  suck.         

     



 

"Fuck." He mumbled, clearly struggling to keep his control. His arousal  turned me on and fueled my performance, I wouldn't be happy until he was  shattered.

I bobbed my head as I took him down, his long hard cock hitting the back  of my throat. I reached for his balls and cupped him, squeezing firmly  as I sucked furiously. I felt his heavy veins swell and course the  length of him, as he grew thicker with each swallow.

"Jesus Christ Syd." He grabbed my head and threaded his fingers through  my hair harshly. The thought of the powerful man struggling to keep his  control had me on the brink of my own orgasm. On a desperate thrust  down, I swallowed, taking him even deeper into the back of my throat.  That was his undoing. His hands wrapped tightly in my hair and he  harshly pulled my head still as his own thrusts took over for my bobbing  head. He was fucking my mouth out of a carnal need to get to his own  release and it made me wild.

I had brought him to a place where he lost control and I felt powerful  and satisfied. "I'm going to come babe." His voice was gruff and raspy  and sexy as hell. I grabbed his ass to let him know it was okay and he  let out a ferocious growl as he spurt his hot cum into the back of my  throat. He came so hard and so much that I struggled to breathe as he  filled my throat with his warm thick semen. Jack didn't notice as he  continued his harsh thrusts until he emptied himself inside of me and I  swallowed every last drop of him.