Sexy Behaviour (15 page)

Chapter Seventeen

Jemima sat out on the deck together talking and laughing under the moonlight.  It was the early hours of the morning and they had been in deep conversation for hours.

Jack’s entrancing eyes held Jemima´s stare over his glass of Tia Maria.  Jemima brushed her soft elegant curls back from her shoulders, and smiled at him.  Jack looked at her, a faint smile playing in his eyes that entranced her and took her deeper inside his soul.  Jemima looked away, feeling butterflies in her tummy.  He was gorgeous.

They continued to talk.  Jack had fascinating tales of his travels as a writer.  Jemima had always been intrigued by other lands, and Jack had visited most of the globe, researching something or other.  His words mesmerized her.  She felt she could listen to him all night.  She tried to remind herself of the toy boys, and what she really wanted from this holiday, just good sex, but Jack was so interesting she couldn’t help but find herself concentrating.  She looked at him and imagined all the things she wanted to do with him, remembering the hot sex they had had together from her dream, and tried to drag her mind away from the lust she was feeling.

She tilted her head gracefully, eyeing up his magnificent arms.  She forced herself to remain composed.

“Oooooh my.  Look at the time.  I must get to bed.  I think the alcohol is getting to my head!”

She got up slowly and casually shrugged her shoulders.  Within moments she had passed through the doors and was back inside the boat heading to her cabin, shaking her head.

Jack sat startled on the boat cabin.  Why had she left so suddenly?  He felt frustrated.  They had been getting on so well, laughing, talking, confiding in one another.  Was it something he had said?  He went back over his words, but there was nothing he could imagine would upset her.  Oh my God, what a woman.  She fascinated him.  He wanted her.

Chapter Eighteen

Jemima groaned as she lay under the soft cotton white sheets in her cabin.  With her right hand she fingered herself, wet and warm, her nipples erect.  She was still asleep and dreaming, about Jack.  He was looking at her with those captivating eyes as he fucked her hard, and she was moaning with pleasure.  It was the best sex she could ever remember having.  He was ravishing her with resplendent kisses, tantalizing and seducing her with his tongue, striking her with his hard cock, mesmerizing her nipples with his fingers, and she was overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Oh God!”  she awoke as she climaxed from the dream.

Suddenly she remembered.  Fuck!  She had been dreaming about Jack.  Again!  No!

She resolved her determination to have hot sex and quick fling.  She told herself the reason she kept thinking about Jack was because it had been so long since she had had sex.  It was coming up to two years.  Though a nagging thought crept in, why is it always him in my dreams?  She shook it off.

There was no doubt that there was a chemistry between them, and they definitely could have great sex.  Jack screamed playboy, and was clearly a man who had had many woman in love with him.  Though something in his eyes made Jemima know he wanted more, and that was something she just wasn’t ready for.  Not since her divorce, and she really didn’t know if she ever would be again.

‘I’ll just avoid him’, she thought to herself.  ‘Then he will get the message’.

Chapter Nineteen

Sun was setting over the hills and terrace of ´La Raja.´ Marco and Serena sat outside sipping vodka tonics.  They had a vibe about them that screamed that they had just had great sex. 

Sasha and Diana came up the steps of the bar and joined them.

¨Hey Sash. said Serena.

¨Thanks for looking after the kids yesterday.

¨No worries.  We had a great time.¨ Sasha replied, and then she spotted Jono sitting behind Serena.  Jono held Sashays gaze with his dark eyes and rugged looks.  Serena turned around to see what Sasha was looking at and then raised an eyebrow toward Sasha.  Marco laughed.

“Ah yes Sasha. I have been hearing that you are a naughty girl.¨

Sasha blushed and smiled.  Her short brown hair framed her delicate face, she was petite though with big tits, and always wore short skirts.  Men found her irresistibly sexy.

“What?  He told you?!” she laughed.

“Yeah.  He said he had the best night.”

“Wait, hang on a minute.” Said Serena.  “Who told you what, who had the best night, why hasn’t anyone told me?”

“Sh!” Sasha whispered and leant forward.

“Me and Jono.  You know.”

“What!” Exclaimed Serena.  “Jono Jono?  Oh my God!”

“Keep it quiet.” Said Sasha.  “You know what this village is like.”

Serena laughed.  “Don’t I just.”

“So have you heard from Jemima?  Is she having a good time on the cruise?  Has she found hot sex?”

“She texted the other night saying she was having a great time, so I guess so!”

“Wow, you girls talk about sex just like guys do.” Said Marco.

“And why wouldn’t we?” Serena asked coyly.  Her and Sasha laughed as Marco shook his head in disbelief.

Chapter Twenty

Jemima strolled confidently up to Matt at the bar.  He saw and smiled, obviously pleased to see her.  Her soft brown curls fell around her bare shoulders over the short strapless red dress she was wearing.  Her lips were coated in a faint coat of deep red, and her green eyes were dazzling.  She looked sexy and she knew it. The past few days on the boat and all the male attention she was getting was really helping her self-esteem.

Her and Matt fell into conversation, when suddenly Jemima felt burning eyes on her.  She looked across the bar, and noticed Jack staring at her.  She quickly looked away.

‘What is her problem?’ Jack thought to himself.  She had been avoiding him completely again since the other night.  Why was she behaving like that.  He didn’t want to play games.  He was serious about her.  Why couldn’t she see that?  Women never usually refused him.  The fact that she did only made her more intriguing.  God, the first woman he had really felt interested in a long time and she didn’t want to know.  What were the odds. 

Jack decided to brave it.  He turned to the pretty blonde girl at the bar who had been talking to him for the last half hour and excused himself, making his way over to Jemima and Matt at the bar.

He interrupted them, and asked Jemima if she would like a drink.

Jemima was cold and distant in her reply.  She shook her head.

“I’m fine thanks.¨ She turned away and carried on talking to Matt.  Matt looked pleased and smiled at her. 

“Fine.” Said Jack annoyed.  “I just thought I would ask.”  He walked away, confused and frustrated.

“Looks like you are a wanted lady. So it’s not just me you are turning down huh?”  Matt said flirtatiously.

Jemima blushed.

Matt’s sky blue eyes looked into hers.  His dusty blonde hair framed his tanned features and he had a body to die for.

Jemima looked at him seductively and tried to picture having sex with him.  She just couldn’t even though he was gorgeous.

“Let’s have another drink.”

“Sure.” Matt replied. She smiled and turned to the bar man.