Belong to You(20)

"My father doesn't like anyone but him to have any control."

Hmmm … maybe there was more there than I thought. Did he realize that the  apple didn't appear to fall far from the tree on the control issue?  "Okay." I dragged the word out, letting him know that I was waiting for  more.

"The hotels aren't my only business." He paused and looked into my eyes.  "Do you remember me telling you that I invested in a business to  embarrass my father?"

I shook my head, waiting for the rest.

"I own a production company." Jack ran his fingers through his hair and blew out a deep breath.

"Okay." My brows furrowed in confusion.

"I own the largest porn film production company in the United States, Syd. My other business is making porn."

He watched me intently, waiting for my reaction. My first thought was,  okay, that isn't so bad. But then memories of our past conversations  came flooding back and I started to put together the pieces of the  puzzle. He had 500 to 1,000 partners? He is amazing in bed? That women,  with the over the top appearance at the conference, he said he brought  her to piss off his father, was she an actress? I felt the bile in my  stomach rise to my throat and it stung as I opened my mouth to speak.  "Have you ever been in one of the films?" I held my breath waiting for  the answer.

"No." His response was immediate and unwavering.

"Have you been with any of the actresses?"

"Yes."

My heart clenched. "Was the woman that you were with last weekend at the conference an actress?"

"Yes."

"Is she your girlfriend? Were you with her after you got back from  Hawaii?" The thought of him being with her after the week that we had  shared made me sick. The tears filled my eyes and I looked away,  fighting back their escape.

"No, I didn't lie to you. I haven't had a girlfriend since I was a  teenager. And I wasn't with her after I got back from Hawaii."

He moved from the chair to sit next to me on the couch and I kept my  head turned from him. I wanted to hide my emotions. He took my face in  his hands and gently forced me to look at him. I saw pain in his eyes  when the tears started flowing from down my cheeks.

He looked into my eyes as he spoke. "Syd, I'm not proud of who I am or  things that I have done. And I know I don't deserve you. You're sweet  and good and everything that I'm not. I tried to keep away so you  wouldn't get hurt, but I can't help myself when it comes to you. I never  wanted to be with a woman, the way I want to be with you. I want to get  lay under the stars with you and talk for hours, and walk in the park  holding your hand. You make me feel like I can be a better man when I'm  around you. I'm terrified of the things you make me feel and I don't  know how to control it."         

     



 

I buried my head in his chest and he wrapped his arms around me while my  tears turned into sobs. I wasn't even sure why I was crying, I was just  so wrought with emotions and everything he had shared that I couldn't  help but explode. Jack stroked my head until I slowly calmed in his  arms. "You okay baby?" He whispered.

I nodded. "I just need to lay down for a bit, my head is pounding."

Jack pulled off his shirt and laid himself back on the couch, pulling me  to his warm chest and wrapping me in his arms. Neither of us was  running away, it was a start.



I had no idea how long I had slept for, but my headache was gone when I  woke up. And at least I didn't think I was going to throw up anymore. I  looked up and found Jack awake, watching me.

"Hey." He spoke softly and stroked my hair.

"Did you sleep?" I stretched a bit and then snuggled closer into his chest.

"No."

"Are you okay?"

He shook his head and gently laughed. "I lay out all my fucked up dirty  laundry at your feet and you ask me if I'm okay? He emphasized the I'm.  "And you wonder why I can't keep away from you." He kissed my forehead.

I sat up on the couch on my knees and straddled one leg on each side of  him as he laid on his back. "If we are going to try this, there is no  mixing business with pleasure for you. In fact, there is no pleasure for  you with anyone but me." I punctuated the sentence with my finger into  his chest.

"Deal. But you know I don't have much experience with relationships, so you need to have patience with me."

"Patience, yes. Tolerance for cheating, no." I smiled at him.

Jack moved and before I even knew what he was doing, he had switched our  positions. I was on my back and he was kneeling on the couch above me,  his legs straddled on either side of me.

"Got it, no cheating. And just so we are clear, you belong to me now, so no one touches your ass but me either."

My heart melted at the thought of belonging to Jack. "Deal."

Jack leaned down, bringing his face close to mine. "Are we done talking for now?"

I nodded, his handsome face so close to mine was a major distraction to my brain.

"Good, because baby, I've been in this apartment for almost a day, while  your sweet little ass laid on top of me and squirmed with my fingers  inside of you. If I don't bury myself inside of you within the next five  minutes, you aren't going to be able to walk tomorrow."

My eyes opened wide at his words, then narrowed and squinted as if to test him to see if he was telling the truth.

His smile was wicked and sexy. "On the couch or in the bedroom babe?"

Okay, so he wasn't kidding. My stomach did a flip and I took a deep  breath in and rolled my eyes, pretending it was a sacrifice. "Bedroom."

"Good girl." He scooped me up carried me into the bedroom.



For the first time since I moved to New York, I dreaded going to work.  Jack and I had come so far in the last twenty-four hours and I hated  that I had to leave him already. I wanted to stay in bed and snuggle  with him all weekend. But I couldn't let the band down, and the club  would be busy on a Saturday night, so I forced myself to get up and get  ready. When I walked out dressed for work, Jack was talking on his cell  phone. I watched as he slowly looked me up and down. I had purposely  dressed in my favorite red shirt and black form fitting skirt, pairing  it will five inch stilettos and a dozen long silver chains in all  different lengths.

He kept his eyes on me as he spoke into his phone, "I don't give a fuck  what it costs, just do it." He snapped the phone shut and walked to me.

"Is that what you wear to work every night?"

I played dumb. "No, I don't wear this outfit to work every single night.  I wear all different outfits silly." I placed the palms of my hands  against his chest. "Everything okay, you sounded pissed on your call?"

"Yes, everything is find, it was hotel business." He wrapped one arm  around my waist and tugged me against him hard. "Do you feel that Syd? I  just look at you dressed like that and I'm fucking hard again. How am I  supposed to watch you go to work, knowing a room full of drunk men will  feel the same way about my woman?"

Fuck. Me. His jealous streak excited me and now I was going to have to  walk around all night with a swell aching between my legs. "I only want  one man sweetie." I reached up on my tippy toes to kiss his mouth  softly.



Jack had insisted that he drop me at the hotel on his way home. A sleek  black Mercedes SUV was parked out front when we got downstairs. I took  one look at the car and knew it was Jack's. "Yours?" I looked at him and  rolled my eyes in response to his smirk.         

     



 

Jack navigated us with his hand at the small of my back to the SUV door  and the driver jumped out to open it. The uniformed driver nodded to  Jack, "Evening Mr. Heston."

We pulled up outside of the hotel and I had expected that Jack was  dropping me off and going back to his place, but he told his driver to  come back for him in an hour and got out with me. I looked at him  quizzically, as he helped me out of the SUV. "I have a few things to  take care of here, so I thought I'd kill two birds with one stone."

He took my hand and we made our way through the hotel's front door.

"Two?" I thought maybe I had missed something, what was the other thing?

Jack smiled at me, an evil but sexy at hell smile. "Within five minutes  of walking through the front lobby holding your hand, the entire staff  will be buzzing. It will make you off limits and security will make it  their business to keep a closer eye on you."

I stopped dead in my tracks in the middle of the lobby. "So you're essentially a dog pissing on his territory."

Jack tightened the hand he was holding and pulled me to him, wrapping  the other arm firmly around my waist. "Yep. Is that a problem babe?"

I opened my mouth to respond and Jack used it as an opportunity to cover  my mouth with his and kiss me. It wasn't a sweet quick kiss, it was a  demanding make your knees week and leave me breathless kiss. His tongue  explored my mouth and licked at my lips, stopping to suck in my tongue.  When he broke the kiss, he kept his face close to mine, and I was  lightly panting. "That should do it baby." He looked around, apparently  satisfied with himself.