Chapter 11

Chapter 11

It was early evening before we finally turned down a long dirt road leading to a secluded but breathtakingly beautiful stone farmhouse. We parked and Jack came around to open my door, extending his hand to help me out. I stood and took a deep breath, smelling the trees and the wildflowers all around me as I turned to take in the picturesque surroundings.

“You like it?”

“I love it. I feel so calm standing here. It’s so beautiful and tranquil. I feel like I just stepped through the wardrobe and landed in another land.”

Jack smiled, pleased with my answer. His hand that was holding me pulled me close and he held me in his arms for a minuteas he kissed the top of my forehead, before leading me to the door.

The farmhouse was as beautiful on the inside as it was on the outside. The century oldhouse had been gently updated with all of the modern conveniences, somehow without taking away from its unspoiled simplicity. Hand in hand we wandered around together, appreciating the beauty of the house. But what stopped us both in our tracks was the view outside the wall of windows at the back.

The back of the house was lined with six arched windows, each open to the outside, no glass to spoil the view. Beyond the windows was a balcony that was set high about the vineyard below, offering a view ofendless rows upon rows of grape vines. From the front of the house, it wasn’t even apparent that the back of the house was raised, yet the picture from the back offered a view from a perch, high above the vineyard below and the rolling hills in the distance.

We stepped outside onto the balcony and Jack wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him.

“Beautiful.” Jack’s voice was so close to my ear, it sent a shiver down my spine.

“Yes, it’s absolutelyincredible.”

“And you smell good too.” He buried his face in my neck and took a deep breath, absorbing my scent.

I turned. The feel of his rock hard body behind me, and his voice so close to my ear, sent a shudder through my body that Jack had to have felt. Would there ever come a day when being so close to him wouldn’t send my body into a frenzy? I put my hands flat on his chest, splaying my fingers out to feel the hard muscles beneath. I looked up and found Jack watching me, his beautiful green eyes blazing with desire.

“Need you now, babe.” His voice was low and serious.

I nodded, unable to speak.

“It’s been hell the last few weeks. All I could see whenever I closed my eyes was you touching yourself for me that night.”

My heart rate sped up thinking about the night I masturbated for him over a video chat while in the back of the tour bus.

Jack began unbuttoning my blouse. “Out here or in the house?”

“In the house.”

Jack nodded. He took my hand and started to walk toward the house, but I stopped him.

“Is there anyone else on the property but us?”

“Not for miles.”

I smiled a devilish smile. “In the house now, then outside later.”

“That’s my girl.” Jack reached down and picked me up and put me over his shoulder, not stoppinguntil we had reached the bedroom.

He placed me on my feet and wasted no time in removing my skirt. He took a step back and looked at me in mynew lace boy shorts. “Pink lace.” His low simple words emanated his desire.

I smiled at his reaction. I knew that he liked me in pink and lace, so I’d knowingly put the two together, wearing a pale pink set of boy shorts and a matching demi cup bra.

“I need to be inside you now, babe. I’ll take my time and make it up to you later.” I had no doubt that he would.

It turned me on immensely knowing that I brought such a powerful man to the point where he lost control and his need became feral. He took off his pants, not wanting or being able to wait for me to undress him. Then he walked me over to the footboard of the oversized sleigh bed and gently turned me, directing me to lean down over the footboard.

I felt his hard cockpush against the top of my ass as he reached around and felt my wetness between my legs. He groaned as he realized I was already ready for him and he quickly positioned his shaft into my wet slit and pushed inside of me in one long deep thrust.

I gasped at the intense feeling of being filled so fully.

“You okay, babe?” His voice was gruff and he struggled to still himself while he waited on my response.

“God yes, please.” My voice was barely a whisper as I pushed back and ground hard against his thick erection, already deeply seated inside of me.

“Fuck, Syd.” Jack pulled out and began to thrust into me deeply, over and over, each time pounding harder than the last.

After a minuteI felt a build and began to join him, pushing back and meeting his punishing rhythm with each thrust as he sank deeper into my wetness. A moan escaped my throat and Jack must have sensed my impending orgasm. He shifted his hips lower, changing the position of his thrusts, slightly lifting my ass so that my toes were barely on the floor.

His thick shaft swelled and the new position allowed him to penetrate even deeper, sending me spiraling over the edge of my orgasm. I moaned Jack’s name, trying to tell him I was there so that he could join me, but he already knew. I heard Jack whisper my name as he found his release, sending a jolt of thick heat coursing through my already trembling body. The sensation extended my orgasm, allowingus to ride the wave of pleasure together until we were both exhausted.

Eventually he pulled out of me and turned me around, reaching down and lifting me, cradling me in his armsas he moved us to the bed and gently placed me down on top of him. I was lying completely on top of him, yet I seemed to fit perfectly where I had settled.

Jack chuckled to himself.“I thought about pulling over on the side of the road to do that. You would look incredible bending over that little convertible.”

“So why didn’t you?”

“Because if anyone else got a look at that sexy little ass of yours, I might have to chase them down and beat the hell out of them.”

I laughed. “So is that what you were thinking about while we were driving through the beautiful calm scenery?”

The playful sound of his teasing response warmed my heart. “Yep. And remember that stone wall that you thought was so beautiful?”

“Yes.”

“I wanted to bend you over that too.”

We both laughed. The lightness of our conversation was exactly what I needed after our intense activity. We talked for an hour or two, Jack’s hand tenderly caressing up and down my body the whole time.

I propped my chin on my hands on his chest and looked up athis face lying beneath me. Jack looked down at me and pushed a stray tendril of hair behind my ear, waiting for me to speak.

“Sowhat am I supposed to wear, since you wouldn’t let me take any clothes?”

“I had Chloe send ahead two silk nightgowns and a bathrobe.” Chloe was Jack’s personal shopper, who I’d met a few months earlier. She had impeccable taste and picked out clothes for me better than I could have myself.

“Any underwear?”

“Nope.”

“Just two silk nightgowns and a robe?”

“I don’t plan on having you wear those most of the time either.”

“How will we go to the store?”

“Don’t need to go to the store.”

“What about food?”

“Had the house stocked before we came.”

“What if I want to go outside?”

“Go outside. The closest house is six miles away.” Jack was stroking my hair and stopped.

“What?”

“Just wondering if we have a stone wall out there in the vineyard.”

I felt Jack’s arousal beneath me. “Is that all you think about?”I teased.

“It wouldn’t be if you were home. But when I only get to see you once a month, I can’t help myself.” His voice was serious.

I turned myhead and kissed his stomach. “Home.” I smiled.

“What about it?”

“I just like the sound of you calling where we live home.”

***

The next morning I made breakfast while Jack was in the shower. He wasn’t kidding when he said he’d had the housed stocked before we arrived. It looked as if it was stocked for a month for a family of eight rather than two people for two days. But that was Jack and I had already come to realize the man didn’t do anything halfway.

I knew Jack would eat anything I prepared without complaint, but I also knew that he cared what he put into his body and spent a good deal of time keeping it in fine shape. So I decided to make him an egg whiteomelette. I found fresh tomatoes, turkey and peppers. I even surprised myself at how presentable the food looked when Jack came to the table.

Jack came into the kitchen as I was finishing up, and I watched as he took my empty coffee mug and filled it, fixing my coffee exactly as I liked it. He set the coffee down next to me at the stove and softly brushed my hair to the side to gain access to my neck. His lips gently brushed the sensitive skin at the base of my neck, and my body broke out in goosebumps.

“Morning, beautiful. I love this on you.” Jack’s breath tickled my neck as he whispered in my ear and I felt his hands move up and down the curve of my waist, skimming the supple fabric of the silk slip nightgown that Chloe had picked out.

“Good morning,” I sighed.

Jack’s kisses turned into gentlesucking up and down the side of my neck and onto my collarbone. He gently moved the thin silk spaghetti strap of my slip off from my shoulder, exposing even more of my cleavage in the front as it slid from my shoulder. I had to force myself to stop him before we didn’t eat the breakfast I had made.

I turned around and Jack smiled the crooked smile that always seemed to do me in.

I shook my head and smiled. “Not this time. Sit.” I pointed to the chair.

Jack feigned innocence, like he had no idea what I was talking about, but he didn’t move out of my personal space.

“Sit. I made you a nice healthy breakfast.”

Jack looked shocked that I was actually rejecting him. But he went and sat anyway.

***

We decided to explore the grounds in the early afternoon. The day was much warmer than the previous day and the afternoon sun would have made it unbearable for a long walk. It felt odd to walk outside in a strange place in nothing but a silk night slip, but the heat wouldn’t have allowed for much more clothing anyway.

By the time we had made our way to the far end of the vineyard and back, we were both drenchedfrom the heat of the afternoon. Jack wore a pair of low hung sweat shorts and a white t-shirt that clung to his chest and showed off his ridiculously toned abdomen muscles. The vineyard was beautiful, with rolling hills setting the backdrop and the most enormous sunflowers I had ever seen lining the border of the property all the way around.

We decided to packa snack and some drinks and take shelter from the afternoon sun under a beautiful weeping willow tree that stood alone in the middle of the vineyard. Jack laid down a blanket and I set out some cheese and fruits I had put together. We uncorked a bottle of wine that was made from the grapes of the vineyard and Jack poured us each a glass. I sat down and Jack peeled off his damp shirt before making himself comfortable with his head in my lap.

“Your chest is so warm.” I grazed my fingertips lightly over his chest, feeling the heat emanatingfrom him under my fingertips. My fingernail passed over his nipple, awakening it from its semi-erect state.

“Your hands on me aren’t going to reduce my body temperature any time soon, babe.”

I spied the ice bucket keeping our wine cool and quietly plucked an ice cube out. Holding it between my thumb and forefinger, I ran the ice up and down Jack’s chest, leaving a trail of glistening cold moisture.

“You see, my hands can help bring down your body temperature.”

Iwatched as Jack closed his eyes, taking a minute before he spoke. “Not even close, babe.” Jack sat up, his relaxed playful face gone, replaced by a look of desire and want.

He kneeled in front of me and pulled my legs open, placing one on each side of him. “Lay back.”

“What’s going on in that mind of yours?”

Jackplayfully arched his eyebrows. “You turned me down this morning. Now I’m gonna make you beg.”

My breath hitched at his words. Never in my life had I known a man with such wanton sexuality. His desire to please me made me feel powerful and beautiful, like I’d never experienced before. I knew I didn’t have much experience with different men, but the experience I did have was like comparing apples and oranges. Jack was a whole different ballgame than sex with Michael. When we were together it was intimate and sensual, incredibly erotic. My years with Michael had been more about getting to the finish line rather than enjoying the trip along the way.

Unlike my gesture with the ice, Jack made no attempt to hide his actions as he reached for a cube and gently pushed me back onto the blanket. He lifted one of my legs and brought my foot to his mouth, placing a single kiss on the inside of the soft spot of my arch.

He took the ice and slowly ran it along the inside of my leg, moving from my ankle to the sensitive skin on the inside of my thigh, stopping short of my most private area. After he traced the same path of ice on my other leg, he slowly lifted my silk night shirt, leaving it barely covering my breasts. He circled the ice cube around my flat stomach, slowly moving closer and closer to my navel with each excruciatingly slow circle.

When my belly was glistening from melt, he gently raised the silk of my slip higher, revealing my already taut nipples. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, slowly exhaling, waiting for what I knew was to come. I could feel Jack’s eyes on me, but a minute passed and I was surprised to not feel the cold I expected on my skin. I opened my eyes and found Jack waiting.

Jack’s voice was deep and velvety, full of need. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

I closed my eyes, pushing aside the embarrassment that seeped in at the thought of the words he wanted to hear from my lips.

“Open your eyes and tell me.”

My eyesflew open and Jack repeated his words calmly. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

“I want you to touch me.” My voice was a whisper as I looked into Jack’s eyes with my answer.

“Show me where you want me to touch you.”

I knew I had touched myself for him before, but it was different when we were thousands of miles apart andhe was watching me alone in my room on the tour bus. I hesitated, but slowly raised my hand and touched my own nipple with my forefinger. “Here.” My voice came out shaky with desire.

Jack reached for another ice cube and put it into his mouth, leaving the cube protruding frombetween his sexy lips. He kept his eyes locked on mine as he slowly leaned over my body and touched the frozen cube to my nipple. The sensation of the cold ice mixed with the heat pouring from Jack’s mouth awakens every inch of my skin.

I watched in amazement as Jack circled my nipple with the cube round and round until my nipple stood pointed and full, engorged almost to the point of pain, but not quite. Our eyes never disconnected as he moved from one breast to the other, not satisfied until bothwere fully standing at attention.

I wasn’t sure if the cube had melted on my flaming skin or if Jack’s hot mouth had scorched it to water, but there was no cold left when Jack’s warm mouth came back down on my nipple, sucking it firmly and biting down until I could no longer hold back my low moan.

I felt one of Jack’s hands travel down my stomach and linger for a moment, gently circling my clit as he continued the assault of my nipple with his warm mouth. His hand briefly left my clit, but a second later his thumb was back, making small circles as I felt what I initially thought was his finger push inside of me. But the cold sensation I suddenly felt quickly made me realize what he had done.

Jack must have sensed I was about to speak, because I caught a glimpse of a devilish grin on his face before his mouth covered mine in a heated kiss. It didn’t take long for me to forget what I was about to say when his tongue thrust between my lips, consuming my mouth as only he could.A few minutes later I was so completely lost in his kiss, that I didn’t realize what he was doing until he was almost done. His mouth never left mine, as his fingers parted my swollen lips and he inserted a second ice cube inside of me. I squirmed at the sensation between my legs, my moan came out stifled between our kiss.

His hand cupped my sex and I lifted, trying to rub my clit against his hand, desperate to find friction.

Jack pulled back from the kiss, leaving me breathless. “Not yet.”

I wanted to scream. Was he kidding me? He had made me touch myself, tortured my body with ice and made my nipples swell so much it bordered on pain, and he was going to tell me not yet?

I groaned and tried to shift his body that was half lying on me to bring him fully on top of me.

Jack looked down at me, slightly amused at my futile attempts. He looked sexy as hell with his messy hair and arrogant, devilish smile. He saw my frustration and kissed my mouth harshly before crawling down my body, his head stopping between my thighs.

I watched as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath in, soaking in my scent, and I blushed in reaction to the intimate gesture. He raised his gaze to meet mine and his hands slipped under my ass, lifting my pelvis to meet his mouth. I knew that he was making sure that I could watch, I just wasn’t sure if it excited me or him more for me to watch him.

Jack raised his eyes to meet mine as his tongue swirled around my swollen clit. The warmth of his mouth and heat of my excitement caused the ice cubes to dissolve at a rapid pace, sending a stream of ice cold water dripping from inside of me. The intensity of the different stimulations on me all at the same time hit me and I felt the familiar spin in my head as my body braced for what was to come next.

A throaty moan escaped from deep within my body and at first I didn’t even recognize that it had come from me. My heart began to race and between my legs began to spasm. I bucked my hips up, pushing Jack’s face down deeper between my legs. He speared his tongue deeply into me, sucking and lapping at the moisture that continued to trickle out from inside of me. His tongue moved in and out, mimicking the rhythm his hips would make when he was thrusting inside of me.

“Jack.” My voice was so high pitched it was barely a squeak.

Histwo long fingers pushed inside of me as his mouth moved up to take my clit with a strong deep suck, sending me into my first wave of ecstasy. I heard my voice cry his name over and over as my orgasm washed over me, but I had no control over my own sound. Just as my trembling body began to slow, Jack thrust inside of me, his thick arousal filling my already engorged channel in one deep downstroke.

“So perfect,” Jack said hoarsely, his eyes locked to mine as he began moving slowly inside of me. His mouth gently covered mine and I was surprised that tasting myself on Jack’s tongue excited me. His tongue mimicked the actions of his hips, moving gently in and out and then swirling as he buried himself to the hilt to add friction to my clit.

Jack’s thrusts quickened and he broke our kiss so he could look into my eyes as he came closer to his own release. I watched, finding myself needing to see Jack come undone, suddenly understanding why Jack always needed to watch me as I came undone for him. His jaw clenched as I felt the first spurt of heat spill into me. The intensity on Jack’s face and the heat from his release surprised me as it pushed me into yet another wave of rippling orgasm. Jack groaned as he realized that he had sent my body into a tremble and his thrusts became harder and faster until he was empty, my body filled with his release.

Even though it was hot and humid and we were both overheated with moisture, I trembled when heeventually pulled out of me and took me in his arms, pulling me tightly to his chest. He kissed my forehead gently. “I love you, Syd.”

“I love you too, Jack.” Then we both fell asleep, naked in the middle of a vineyard, in a fantasy that had somehow become my reality.