The Bad Boys of Eden (73 page)

Chapter Eight

“So, that was my week.”

I trailed my fingers over the thin line of dark hair down Jakob’s sternum as I spoke.  We were cuddling post-coital and he’d asked me how I got invited to Eden.  When I’d told him about my phone call, he’d chuckled appreciatively.

“Do you think I made the right decision about quitting school?”

“I can’t judge. I don’t know your situation.”

“Did you go to college?”

“Yes, I got a business degree.”

“Did you know what you wanted to do when you went to college?”

He nuzzled his nose into my hair, then kissed my head.  “I knew I wanted to own and run a business. But I didn’t know what that would be until a few years later.”

“I feel like I need to know what I want to do with my life right now.”

He twirled a strand of my hair around his finger. “You’re young. You’re still blossoming.”

“At least I know what I don’t want.”  I pushed myself up onto my elbow.  “I don’t want to get married and have children. I don’t want to work in some retail job that pays minimum wage or waitress at some bar for tips.”

“Then you are half way there. Knowing what you don’t want is a step toward getting what you do want.”

“You are very wise, Obi-Wan Kenobi.”

He swung his arm over my waist and rolled me over onto my back. “Is that your way of saying I’m old?” He nibbled on my chin.

“No.” I giggled. “I’d never say that.”

“I’m only thirty six.”

“Whew. You’re younger than my dad. I was beginning to worry.”

He found my tickle spot on my ribs, and assaulted me mercilessly until I was rolling around on the bed out of breath, tears of laughter streaming down my cheeks.

“Stop it!  I’m going to pee.”

“Well, we don’t want that.”  He withdrew his attack, and sat on the bed beside me.

I looked at him in the soft light from the candles he had lit earlier. He was naked and his hair was unkempt. His face had softened a little. He didn’t look like he was about to fire someone.  Which was how he looked when I’d first ran into him. Like he was on a warpath.

“What?” he asked.

“I’m just having a hard time connecting the fierce man I met a couple of days ago, to this man sitting here.”  I sat up and reached for his face. I traced my thumb over his full lips.  “You’re just a big teddy bear.”

He sucked my thumb into his mouth, then cupping my face; he leaned in and kissed me thoroughly.  I could kiss him for hours.

“I’m not a teddy bear for just anyone.”

“Just for all the women you sleep with?”  I said it with a smile, because obviously the man had had a lot of lovers.  He was gorgeous and rich and European.  That was like the trifecta of panty-dropping swoon worthy.  I had no delusions that I was the special lady in his life.

“No, not all.”

I kissed his nose.  “You’re sweet.”

He grabbed me and flipped me over.  He slapped my ass a couple of times.  “I am not sweet.  Get dressed.”

“It’s three in the morning.”

“I know.”  He jumped off the bed and opened one of the dresser drawers to retrieve some boxer briefs.

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll be pleased.”

Twenty minutes later, we were striding across a nearly deserted lobby except for the staff, out the door, and down the path to the docks. When we arrived, Jakob marched toward one large boat moored there.  He stepped on board, and grabbed the rope.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting on my boat.”

“This is yours?”

He nodded, then reached out his hand toward me. I took it and stepped on board. Then he proceeded to untie the boat, and start it.  Within minutes, we were pulling away from the dock and out into the bay.

“Isn’t it dangerous to go boating at night?” I asked as I slid up next to him in the captain’s seat.

“We aren’t going out too far.”

He drew the boat out at the edge of the bay, then stopped.  He turned it off, then threw out the anchor.

“Now what?” I asked.

“We wait.”  He looked at his watch. “The sun should rise in a couple of hours.”

“What are we going to do for two hours out here all alone and in the dark?”  I gave him my sauciest smile.

He sat in one of the swivel chairs and pulled me onto his lap.  He put his hand around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss.  Out here on the ocean, he tasted like salt and sea. He tasted like the air and the stars in the sky.

His hands made their way down to my ass. I was wearing the same dress, so it wasn’t long before the fabric ended up bunched at my waist and Jakob was caressing my cheeks.

“You have an amazing ass,” he murmured into my neck as he licked and sucked on my flesh.

“Thank you.” I giggled when he nibbled on my collarbone.

Then he was kissing me again, and the world began to spin. Or it could’ve been the boat bouncing up and down on the gentle swell of the ocean waves. Whichever it was, I didn’t want it to end. I was lost to his lips.

When he pulled back, he ran a hand over my hair. “Come with me.”

“Where?”

“Back to Germany.”

“What? When?”

“This afternoon.  I leave on the one o’clock plane.”

I looked at him, trying to decide if he was for real or not.  “You want me to leave with you?”

“Yes. I like you, Ivy.  I think we’d have some fun together.”

“But, I can’t.”

“You have your passport with you?”

I nodded. “It’s not that.”

“Then why not?  You just told me you have nothing to go back for.”

“I don’t know. It just seems so fast.”

He frowned. “I’m not asking you to marry me.”

“I know, it’s just…”

“Think about it.” He pressed his lips to mine, then pulled back. “If you’re not there at the dock at one, then I will have my answer.”

I honestly didn’t know what to think.  I was surprised by his offer. Really surprised.  He just didn’t seem like the type of man to do something rash and impulsive.  Maybe I brought that out in him.

“Until then, you need to be naked.”

Pressing kisses to my chin, he made his way down my throat to my collarbone.  He pulled the bodice of my dress down and then put his mouth on my breasts. When he sucked one rigid nipple into his wet mouth, my eyes rolled back in euphoria.

Eager for more, I pushed my breasts into his mouth, urging him on with my moans.  He suckled at one peak then lavished the same attention on the other, biting down every once in a while.  Jolts of pain rushed over me to settle into a smoldering mass of pleasure right at my center.  He was driving me mad with the contradictions he pulled from my body.

Frantic for him, I tore at his shirt. I think I broke a few buttons in the process. Once the barrier was gone, I stroked my hands over the hard muscular planes of his chest.  I trailed them over the thick muscles and down the line of his sternum to just below his navel to the waistband of his pants.  He sucked in a breath as I made short work of the button and zipper.

Hungry to feel his cock in my hand, I slid my fingers through the open gap in his pants and found him, hot and hard.  His groans increased as I, gripping him firmly, stroked his rigid length from base to tip.  I rubbed my thumb over his silky smooth head delighting in the sensations that rippled through him.

Closing his eyes, he bit down on his bottom lip and hissed, “I need to be inside you. Now.”

Relinquishing my hold on him for a moment, I got off and pulled his pants down.  Then I straddled his lap, a knee on either side of his legs. Jakob took that opportunity to slip his fingers into me, exploring every inch, sliding into every crevice. I sucked in a breath as he buried three fingers inside.  Helpless to fight the pleasure he gave me, I let him explore and tease.

Wrapping one arm around my waist and gripping his cock tight, he guided me onto him.  Slowly, torturously, he lowered me.  I grit my teeth against the urge to slam down.  I dug my fingers into his shoulders and allowed him to lead me, enjoying the naughtiness of it.

When I was fully seated, he dug his fingers into my hips and found my mouth.  He kissed me hard, feasting on my lips.  I returned his fervor, and started to grind my pelvis, impatient to find release.  It wouldn’t take much for me to get off.

Hands pressed over my back, Jakob pulled me close and captured my mouth again to swallow my little mewls of pleasure.  He pounded them out of me with every thrust of his cock.  Every time I pushed up with my thighs, he pulled me down thrusting hard and deep.

He peppered my chin with kisses, then nuzzled his nose into my neck.  I loved how he looked completely lost in me. As lost as I was in him.  I’d heard sex could be like this but never thought I’d experience it myself. Not with the type of guys I hooked up with. They selfishly took what they wanted, never worried or wondering if I was getting what I needed.  With Jakob it was so different. He made sure I had as much pleasure as I could handle. More than I knew I could take.

And as if sensing I craved more, he slid a hand down between us and nestled his knuckles against my clit.  I ground down on his hand, seeking my release.  Hugging me tight with one arm, he drew me up then slammed me back down as he thrust up to meet me.  He kept his hand at my clit working me hard with every movement.  He drove us both until sweat poured down off our skin and dotted the leather cushion beneath our writhing bodies. The constant swelling of the ocean waves just added to our momentum.

Jakob buried a hand in my hair and pulled my face down to his. He took my mouth hungrily.  I kissed him back with little moans of pleasure. I was going to cum.  My whole body tensed, and it felt like I was flipping over backwards.  I dug my nails into his shoulders as I orgasmed.  It was intense and powerful and I wanted to scream.

After a few more vigorous thrusts, he came as well.  “Oh fuck!” he groaned, his accent thick with arousal.

I wrapped my arms around his head and held him tight as he emptied himself.

We stayed wrapped around each other, until we both could breathe normally.  I pulled back, and kissed his sweaty face.

He gave me a lopsided fully-satisfied grin that had my belly clenching again.

“You see? The fun we could have. You need to come to Germany.”

“Is sex all you want from me?”  That was not the question I was going to ask.  I had intended to say something fun and jokey. But the intense moment had altered something inside of me. It hit my heart when I didn’t want it to.

He looked up at me; his eyes met mine.  “No.  I enjoy you.  All of you.”

I didn’t want this moment to turn serious, there was no point, so I slid off him and adjusted my dress.  “Got a towel or something? I need to dry off.”

I gave him a cheeky smile to let him know he was off the hook. That I wasn’t looking for a serious conversation about ‘us’.

He got up, walked half naked to the back of the boat and opened one of the storage trunks under the seats.  I admit to admiring his tight ass all the way there and his other amazing attribute on the return trip.  I loved that he was confident in himself.

He handed me a towel and I moved away to dry off my nether region discreetly.  Jakob did a quick wipe on himself, then pulled on his pants.

“Would you like a drink?”  He went into the cabin and pulled open a refrigerator. “I make sure it’s stocked of everything, for those just in case moments.”  He took out a bottle of water, twisted the cap and handed it to me.

“Thanks.”  I took a long drink, then yawned.

“C’mere.”  He took my hand and pulled me down onto the two-seater lounger.  He put his arm around me and I cuddled against his chest.  “You can close your eyes if you want. I will wake you when the sun comes up.”

I had no intention of falling asleep. But the lull of the ocean waves and the sweet way Jakob rubbed his fingers down my arm as he held me, pulled me under.  It was a perfect ending to a remarkably perfect day.

Chapter Nine

Jakob woke me for the sunrise. It was the most beautiful spectacle I’d ever seen.  At first the sky was aglow in deep reds and oranges, making the few clouds above even darker and prettier.  The water reflected the colors, and it looked like we were floating on a sea of cherry Kool-Aid.  Then the sun peered over the horizon, basking us in its dark gold rays.  As it rose over the water, it nearly stole my breath.  It was perfect sitting here in Jakob’s arms and watching it wake.

Afterward, he drove the boat back in, and docked it.  Off the boat, we walked hand in hand back to the resort.  I was aglow from our sexual escapades and the beauty of the moment we shared, but a sadness filled me when we got onto the elevator.

He pressed the button for my floor, then his.  We didn’t say anything as the elevator ascended, just stood next to each other and held hands.  When it stopped on my floor, he stepped out with me, holding the door open with his body.

Jakob tugged me close to him, and leaned down to cover my mouth with his.  It was a slow, languid wet kiss that made my toes curl and my belly clench.  He pulled back and swept a lock of my hair from my brow.

“I hope to see you in a few hours.”

I smiled at him, not sure what to say if anything.  I wasn’t sure if I was going to meet him or not.

“If not, it was a pleasure to spend time with you Ivy. I wish you every beautiful thing in life.”

He gave me a final smile, then stepped back into the elevator. I watched as the door slid shut.  I walked to my room, opened the door and just looked around.  I was in a bit of a fog.  My mind was hazy.  Dreamy I guess would be more accurate. I’d just spent the most incredible few days with an incredible man and I didn’t know how to feel about it or what to do next.

I had about six hours to decide. First I needed a shower and a couple hours of sleep.

After I showered, I did manage to get three hours of sleep in. When I woke, groggy and feeling more tired than I’d been before I slept, I grabbed my cell phone.  I needed some help with my dilemma. I texted Dahlia and Violet.

Me:
Ladies, little help!!!

Dahlia texted back right away.

Dahlia:
Whaz up?

Me:
Have a problem.  Met a man

Dahlia:
The old rich dude?

Me:
He’s not old, but yes, lol. And he’s asked me to go away with him

Dahlia:
What!!!???

Violet:
What!!!???

I laughed because both their texts came in at the same time, and done the same way.  That was how close we all were. We even texted alike.

Me:
He wants me to go to Germany with him. In three hours

Dahlia:
You banged him, didn’t you?

Me:
Maybe

Dahlia:
You did, you ho lol

Violet:
Do you want to go?

Me:
Yes

Dahlia:
Is he hot? That’s what I want to know

Me:
Yes D, he’s extremely hot

Dahlia:
Like how hot? Fassbender hot?

Me:
Yes!!

Dahlia:
Do it girl. I’d kill for an opp like that

Violet:
Would it cost you anything?

Me:
I assume he’d pay for everything

Violet:
That’s not what I asked you

Out of our little threesome, Violet had always been the logical and responsible one. Well, almost always if you didn’t count last year when she went through a horrible experience with a really awful man.  But I could usually count on her for solid advice. This time was no different. I knew what she was asking me. I just couldn’t answer it.

Me:
Idk

Me:
nothing

I waited, then typed again.

Me:
everything

Dahlia:
V, you’re being a downer lol

Violet:
I’m being reasonable, the two of you have always acted before thinking

Dahlia:
Yah, you’re right lol, probably why I’m having threeway sex with a cool couple I met here

Me:
WTF????

Violet:
WTF????

Dahlia:
Got to go to class. Tell you guys about it later. Luv u

It was typical Dahlia, to drop something like that on us, and then walk away. She did that to us the first time she had sex when we were all fifteen.  We’d met up for lunch on the quad, ate our lunches, gossiped, then when it was time to go, she stood up, brushed at her jeans, and said, “Oh by the way I had sex with Todd last night at the playground near my house.  See you later.”  Then she ran off to science class.

Violet:
D knows how to make an exit lol

Me:
So true

Violet:
We probably didn’t help u much

Me:
No, you did

Violet:
I wish I could hug you

Me:
Me too

Violet:
Let me know what you do

Me:
I will

Violet:
Luv u

Me:
Luv u too

After my conversation with my friends I still didn’t know what I was going to do. My heart and my head were telling me two different things. And my loins were in full agreement with one of them. It was an extremely difficult decision to make. But I knew I had to make one. I only had a couple of hours.

I tossed my cell phone onto the bed, then stood.  I walked over to my suitcase and took out the cutest outfit I’d brought.  I went into the bathroom and combed out my hair and slicked it back into a simple chignon. I clipped a flower pin in beside it.

I walked back into the bedroom and picked up my phone. I dialed my mom’s cell. She picked up after four rings.

“Hello darling. I’m so looking forward to our lunch today.”

“Ah, yeah, I was wondering if I could come over a little earlier. I have something I want to tell you and Dad.”

“Okay?  How about in an hour?”

“Sounds good. See you then.”

I ended the call, then set the phone down on the bed again. I stared at my suitcase.  I needed to reorganize and refold everything to make it all fit.  I started with the pajamas I’d discarded on the floor when I’d gotten dressed.  After folding them neatly I set them into the case.  Next I picked up the dress Jakob had bought me.  I fingered the fabric and smiled.

At one o’clock I stood on the dock next to the plane waiting for Jakob. The pilot, Joely, sat on a chair next to me, her face to the sun.  She looked way too casual to be gearing up to fly in the next few minutes.  I questioned her skills, and not for the first time.

When Jakob stepped up onto the dock and made his way toward me, my belly clenched and did little flip flops. He had on sunglasses and his hat, and looked way too amazing. A porter walked behind him, carrying his suitcases.

I wasn’t sure I was ready to do this.  My hands shook and I wrung them behind my back. Nerves zinged up and down my body.  I almost felt sick.

He was smiling when he approached me.  He took off his sunglasses and hung them off his collar.

Joely stood. “All gassed up and ready to fly, Jakob.”

“Thanks Joely.”

She disappeared inside the plane.

He looked me up and down, then behind me. “Is your luggage already onboard?”

“No.” I licked my lips, still afraid to do what I needed to do.

“You’re not coming.”

I shook my head.

He sighed, and gave me another smile. A different one.  A disappointed one. I would be foolish to deny that it made me a little happy to see it there, to know that he was sad that I wasn’t going with him.

“What are you going to do?”

“I talked to my parents, and I’m enrolling in a different university. I’m going to get my BFA in dance.  I want to teach. Maybe I’ll open my own studio one day.”

He took my hands. “Sounds like you have a plan.”

“I do.” I laughed. “I figured I should get busy and start making a life.”

“Well, I can’t say I’m not disappointed.  I would’ve loved to walk along the Rhine River in Cologne with you.”

I smiled. “I would’ve liked that too.”

He stepped into me, and raised his hands to my face. He cupped my cheeks, and staring in my eyes he leaned in and kissed me. It was a lovely kiss.  Soft and gentle but full of passion.  I knew he had feelings for me.  Kisses didn’t lie.

When he pulled away, he looked into my eyes. “You are going to be some kind of remarkable woman.”

I laughed. “You mean when I grow up?”

“No, when you bloom.”

He gave my hand a squeeze then stepped up into the plane.  Joely shut the door, then climbed into the cockpit. I stood on the dock and watched as she taxied it away from the dock. The engines revved, then the plane was roaring across the water, then lifted into the air.  I stayed and watched until it was a tiny blip in the distance, my heart squeezing in my chest, revolting against the decision I’d made.