Dakota
Jack’s handsome face fills my mind and I catch myself smiling. I know it was wrong for me to use him as a part of my haphazard revenge scheme, but I can’t bring myself to regret it. Every part of being with Jack was amazing, whereas with Eddie, things never felt right, and I never enjoyed myself when we tried to be intimate. Eddie is selfish and obviously, I never climaxed, not even once when we were in bed together.
But with Jack, it was utterly different. I bite my lip remembering how the older man took his time with me. Everything he did from the start was about making me feel good, and “good” isn’t really the best descriptor. The alpha male was commanding yet gentle, and he made my body light up in ways I didn’t even know were possible. Frankly, in contrast to his hapless son, Jack is a real man. A man who knows exactly what he was doing and knew how to make love to a woman until she’s senseless with pleasure. By comparison, Eddie was nothing but a boy who literally didn’t have the right tools to make things happen.
My stomach starts to grumble, successfully pulling me out of my fantasy, and I remember I only had that popcorn earlier this evening. I spot a hot dog cart with a gay striped umbrella on the other side of the street and make my way over.
The plump hot dog is delicious and tangy, and slathered in just the right amount of ketchup and mustard. I smile sourly to myself thinking about how my mother would disapprove if she saw me right now, but you know what? I don’t care what Denise thinks anymore. Obviously, my curvy figure was enough to seduce a real man, even if she doesn’t know it.
I take another big bite of the hot dog with relish, and a huge blob of ketchup squirts onto my cheek. Simultaneously, someone places a hand on my shoulder from behind, and I turn to see who it is, dabbing at my face with a napkin. Of course, it’s Jack.
My breath catches, and my heart starts skipping around in my chest. I can’t swallow fast enough.
“Jack… Jack,” I stammer while trying to look for a trash can to toss the rest of my snack. “What are you doing here?”
Jack brings his thumb to the corner of my mouth and wipes at the red smear. “That looks good,” he says with a lazy grin, and I feel myself blush. “This is a neighborhood party, sweetheart, and I live in the neighborhood. Don’t you remember? Speaking of which, I think I’ll have a hot dog with you.”
He pulls out his wallet, orders his own dog, then then grins at me again. “Would you like another?” he asks.
“Oh, no, I’m good,” I stammer, holding up the other half of my meal. “Haven’t finished mine yet in fact.”
He grins and after getting his order, he takes my hand and we sit down at a set of picnic tables near the other vendors. It’s a beautiful evening, and the block party organizers have strung up colored lights overhead. The band, to my surprise, is playing light jazz instead of the usual thumping beats they have at these things. Jack casually edges closer to me on the bench, his muscular form massive. He’s so near that I can feel his body heat, and I can hardly breathe.
“You should finish eating,” he grins, pointing at the remains of my hot dog sitting on the table. It glistens attractively but I shake my head.
“No, I really shouldn’t. I had a bag of popcorn before this. I’m good.”
“Aren’t you still hungry though?” he asks with a frown. “Popcorn doesn’t sound like much. Eat, sweetheart.”
It’s almost a command, and part of me thinks I should tell him no because who is he to give me an order? But I am still hungry so I devour the remainder of my meal in two bites.
“That’s my girl,” he grins. Then, we chat lightly about this and that. People are milling about, so I certainly don’t want to get into the real meat of our conversation, but to my surprise, it’s nice spending time with him while talking about nothing.
He finishes his dog, and then turns himself so his body is facing me. The handsome man smiles and I can’t help but notice how gorgeous he is. Jack clearly works out, seeing that his shoulders are wide and broad, and his arms strong and defined. Not to mention the contrast of his blue eyes with that black hair – the stunning combo makes him look like a movie star.
“I was a little upset when I woke up and you were gone the other morning,” he begins lightly, and my mouth drops open.
“I know. I heard a car pull up, and then I saw it was Eddie, so I sort of panicked. I figured I should get out of there before Eddie found us.”
Leaning forward, he puts his hand over mine and looked me in my eyes. “Let me be very clear. You’ve already broken up with my son, right?”
I nod.
“Yes. I screamed something like ‘I hate you, don’t ever talk to me again’ after I found him with my mom. Not very elegant, I know.”
Jack merely grins.
“Then, it’s fine. You weren’t cheating, and I don’t give a damn what Eddie thinks about us because his loss is my gain. I kept my distance from you when the two of you were dating, but that’s over now.”
Shaking my head, I say, “Yes, but he’s your son! Surely, you care what he thinks. Besides, we can’t be together like that again, Jack. It was wrong. I shouldn’t have used you to try to get back at Eddie and my mom. It’s just so juvenile, and I’m sorry.”
Scooting closer to me, he sits his hands on my hips and I freeze. Not because I want him to back up or take them away. No. The problem is how much I enjoy the way he’s invading my personal space.
“Sweetheart, the other night with you was amazing and I know you enjoyed it, too. I agree, the revenge thing was a little far-fetched because how often do those schemes work? But honestly, I don’t even care about that. I just care about us, and if you’ll have me, I’d love to show you how good it can be between us again.”
Heat rises up my cheeks, and I bite my lip. Being this close to Jack makes it hard to think, and is he really saying what I think he’s saying? After all, this is a handsome alpha male who also happens to be filthy rich. Jack Straithmore can get any woman he wants, and he doesn’t have to settle for a plump nobody who was rejected by his son, of all people. Him wanting me just doesn’t add up, but here he is, making me feel all kinds of things I never thought possible.
Still, us being together isn’t right, so I take a deep breath and stand up. “I’m sorry, Jack, but we can’t do this. You’re my ex-boyfriend’s dad! I shouldn’t have dragged you into this mess to start with, and I apologize for that. But we shouldn’t keep going, for your sake as well as mine.”
Jack merely shrugs and smiles, getting up from the bench.
“You think so?” he asks.
I nod stubbornly, although my heart’s beginning to flutter.
“I know so.”
The alpha male merely smiles, takes my hand in his and says, “Follow me.” Then he starts walking towards the far-left corner of the block.
“Where are we going?” I ask, a little breathlessly. “The party’s back there!”
Night is beginning to come, and shadows grow long on the ground. The music starts to fade behind us, but Jack merely pulls me along.
“I have something to show you, Dakota, and I think you’ll be surprised, but not that surprised seeing what’s already transpired.”
We walk a bit further, past a few more mansions, until we come to the edge of the neighborhood. There’s a leafy area, densely filled with trees and bushes, cordoned off behind a rope fence, but Jack pulls me towards the foliage and I stop.
“What are you doing? I’m not going in there.”
He brings his finger up in front of his mouth. “Shh. Follow me,” he murmurs.
Resigned, I step over the fence and follow his large form into the heavily wooded area. It’s funny that there’s a forest surrounding our gated community, but I suppose it adds to the exclusivity and isolation. But why are we going on a hike? Isn’t it too late in the day for that?
Suddenly, there are rustling sounds, and Jack pauses ahead of me. I grow still too, my ears on alert. He raises his fingers to his mouth in a shh! gesture and then I hear it again. It’s the very distinct sound of a man grunting and my eyes pop wide open as I stare at Jack.
“This way,” he mouths silently.
I nod and follow close behind him until there’s movement in front of us. We stay completely still behind a large bush, and then the movement starts again. This time, I can make out the shapes of two people writhing around on the ground about twenty feet in front of us. Holy cow! They’re locked in an embrace, the man groaning as he pumps heavily into the woman beneath him. She lets out a breathy moan, and then when they roll over, I get the shock of my life.
“Oh my god, it’s them,” I whisper. “OMG OMG OMG!”
There is no need to say who “them” is because Jack can see the couple as well as I can, and my guess is he saw them sneaking off back here earlier. After all, surprise surprise, it’s my mother and Eddie once more. As we watch, Denise rides Eddie ecstatically, her head tossed back with pleasure as he drills her deep.
“Mmmm,” she cries out. “Put that cock in me. Put that piece of chalk in me.”
Chalk? Confused, I turn to Jack, but it’s clear he has no idea either. Maybe she’s referring to Eddie as chalk because he’s pasty white, or maybe it’s because his pecker is small. I don’t know. I’m just glad it’s not me with my ex.
Meanwhile, WTF? How can my mom and Eddie be doing this again? I’ve been trying to do the right thing with Jack, but clearly, my mom and my ex have no such compunction. They’re going at it like rabbits without a care in the world; without a care for me, to be specific.
Sensing that I’ve seen enough, Jack takes my hand once more and pulls me away from them. We march further into the wooded area, and walk for what feels like at least twenty minutes until we come upon a clearing. The moon is out now, limning the alpha male’s form in dark purple and I let out a sigh.
“That was nuts,” is my inelegant comment.
Jack laughs and cups my face between his hands before softly running his thumbs over my cheeks. “I’m sorry you had to see that, but it was necessary. Eddie and your mom aren’t thinking about you, so you don’t need to worry about them, or what they do. There should be nothing holding you back, Dakota.”
Then, he takes my hand and brings it to his mouth and kisses my palm.
“I want you, Dakota. I’ve thought about being with you for a long time now, and it wasn’t right before, so I held back. But now, circumstances have changed and seeing that I’ve already tasted the honey between your legs, I don’t plan to stop.”
I suck in a sharp breath, but before I can respond, the alpha male’s kissing me with determination now. He seizes my lips like a ravenous man, and I hope he’s for real because my body lights up in response. Every nerve ending is on fire, and I melt into his touch.
“I want you,” he rasps against my lips. “And I’m going to have you.”
My mind can’t form any words, so I do the only thing I can think of. I tangle my hands in the hair at the nape of his neck, and kiss him with everything I have, pressing my softness against his hard chest. He growls at my acquiescence, and begins ripping at my clothes, destroying them in the process. Soon, we’re a tangled mass of limbs on the ground, a rock digging into my back as he claims my body, pounding into my sweetness. But I don’t care, and merely call out with pleasure. I’ll never going to be the same again, but with Jack Straithmore as my guide, it will be well worth the journey.