Turning her head she captured his lips. They ate at each other’s lips. Moaning and grunting. They each gasped for breath. He knew she was close. Could feel her inner muscles rippling along his shaft. “Come on, baby. Come all over my dick.”
It didn’t take more than those words to have her tipping over the edge. She arched and he grabbed her hips forcing her back down. She came screaming his name and he followed behind a couple of thrusts later.
In the aftermath they sank back onto the couch. Jack wrapped his arms around her, pressing his face into her hair. He enjoyed the feel of his cock still embedded inside her. The soft fluttering of her pussy caressing him, bringing him down from the high.
A noise next to him reminded him they weren’t alone. The demon stood, wearing a pair of dark cargo pants. The woman he’d been with gathered up their belongings.
“Not bad for an angel’s heir,” the demon drawled. “And to snag a nymph while you’re at it. Such a prized possession. If you decide you want to try something else, I’ll gladly trade you for one of mine.” He motioned to the female he’d been with. Her eyes flared with interest. “Ask for Valac at the bar. I have many conquests you can choose from.” He spun and walked away leaving Jack stunned.
CHAPTER TWELVE
April 8th, 9:30am
“Wake up sleepy head,” Lisa purred before placing a kiss on Jack’s cheek. She understood his need for sleep after the previous night. After their frolic in the club basement, they went back to the main floor and danced for a couple more hours. Valac’s invitation to switch partners never came up, thankfully, and they ended the night back in the room, fucking until they dropped.
Sex with him was the best it’s ever been. Coming together, the melding of their bodies. Jack instinctively knew how hard or slow to take it. He pushed all of her buttons without fumbling the attempt. His confidence in playing her body like a finely tuned instrument was amazing and she was ready for more.
He’d been asleep for most of the morning, and it was time for his surprise. But in order for him to get it, he needed to wake the hell up. “Jack,” she crooned next to his ear. Using her tongue, she swiped lightly across the outer shell, nipping his lobe and tugging.
Jack stretched and rolled onto his back. The sheet slid down his bare torso, the flex of muscles drew her gaze. The man was a thing of beauty, even though he’d tell her men weren’t beautiful. “Hey,” he grumbled sleepily, unaware of her thoughts. “Come back to bed.” He reached for her and she danced away.
“Nuh, uh, uh. Get up. I have a reservation and I don’t plan on missing it. Now, if you don’t want to come with me and see,” she shrugged casually, “then by all means, stay in bed. Alone. With nothing to do. No one to spend time with.”
Jack rolled out of bed quicker than she expected, snatching her up by the waist. He hoisted her up against his hard, naked body. His erection pressing into her soft belly. “I have something to show you too.” He pressed a gentle kiss on her lips before letting her slide down his body. Her nipples pebbled with the skin on skin friction.
She giggled like a smitten teenager when he let go. For the love of the Goddesses, the man was yummy. She watched his tight ass flex as he walked to the bathroom. Beautiful.
“How much time do I have,” he called out, pulling her from her daze.
“Thirty minutes before we need to be there. Why?” She edged her way closer to the bathroom door. She knew if she got too close, she’d end up luring him into something sexual. Not that it was a bad thing. It would make them late though, and she really wanted Jack to see her in all her nymph glory. Sex could always come later. Would come later.
Jack poked his unruly dark head out the doorway. His eyes darkened when his gaze landed on her. It sent her girly bits tingling and a fresh wave of arousal to dampen her minuscule panties. The man had her head spinning. Had for the last few years, even though she never admitted it. Now that she’d had him, she was getting more and more attached. How would she be able to keep working for him when she felt the way she did? This is so not a good thing. Things would have to change. She might have to take Griff up on his offer and if that didn’t work, then she’d find another job.
“Hey, are you okay?” Walking out of the bathroom still naked, he wrapped her up in his arms. She must have let her upset about the situation and switching jobs show.
Plastering a smile on her face, she hugged him back then slapped his ass playfully. “I’m fine. Get dressed so we can get going. If we’re lucky, we’ll have time to grab a quick bite downstairs.”
Jack pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Sure thing, babe.”
While he got dressed, Lisa made a quick phone call to the concierge, changing her mind about eating with other people. She didn’t want to share him with anyone else. If all she was allowing herself to have was this week with him, then she was eking out every second.
Ten minutes later they rode the elevator down to the lobby. Lisa led Jack through the lobby; passed the reception desk and the lounge they served breakfast in. Guiding him to a bank of elevators tucked discretely into the wall. Pressing her hand to the panel, the door opened silently. They rode up to the third floor and stepped out the opposite door.
“Not eating, I take it.”
“I decided on something different.”
Soft music played through the deserted hallway. The cool blue tones and wavy designs hinting at what lie beyond the doors they walked by. This was her favorite area of Satyr. Catering to water-bound Mystics. Cool and relaxing, it was her entire reason for coming back again and again.
Lisa got lucky and was able to reserve the biggest room on the floor. When they reached their destination, an attendant stood waiting for them. A large cart full of food was next to him; the delicious smells of bacon and pancakes wafting from beneath the silver domed lids. Her stomach rumbled but she ignored it.
The tall, lithe man waiting for them bowed deeply. “I have everything you have requested ma’am.”
“Thank you.” She pressed her hand on the panel to open the door. A wave of warm, salty air gusted over them as they stepped inside. Lisa breathed in the crisp, clean air as it flowed over her senses. She wanted a tropical setting for her time in the water room. Warm breezes. Rustling palms. A smooth concrete entrance led up to a pebbled walkway that went halfway around the room. There was a cabana off to the side with table and chairs. Beyond that, there was the private bathroom and shower. The focal point of the room though was the crystal clear blue water with white beach rimming it. Two towels were laid out near the water’s edge waiting for them. The room was exactly as she’d desired.
Satyr went all out in order meet a client’s specifications.
“Holy shit,” Jack said under his breath.
“Amazing, isn’t it?” She looked at him over her shoulder. The look of wonder stamped across his face was reward enough to warrant the amount of money she’d spent.
Everything in Satyr was new to him. The entire Mystic world actually. He’d had dealings with Mystics, but she doubted he’d ever walked in the Mystic life. It was a realm unlike the one he knew. Parts of the life were shrouded in such secrecy that those not involved weren’t allowed to know. To a man who’d grown up in the human realm, it had to be like going to Disneyland. The Mystic realm was a magical, fantastical place where fantasies came to life.
As Jack took in the surroundings, Lisa made sure the attendant set up everything exactly as she requested. He handed her the swimsuit she’d ordered for Jack, and she passed him some money.
The elf took it and left without another word. The door closed and locked automatically behind him. He would place an occupied placard on the door so they wouldn’t be interrupted.
“Let’s have a bite to eat and talk.”
Jack wandered over to the table where she stood. She handed him the swimsuit. “I thought you might want this. If not now, then to put on before we leave. I should have told you not to put on jeans.”
“Thanks.” H
e dropped down into the seat across from her, draping the shorts on the arm of the chair. “What is this place?”
Lisa plated food for them and sat. A giant heaping of bacon and eggs for him; bacon and pancakes for her. “This is a nymph sanctuary. At least right now. Each room on this floor is water themed of some sort. I snagged the biggest one for us.”
A soft smile curved his mouth. “This wasn’t in your plan previously?”
“No.” She shoved a forkful of pancakes in her mouth to keep from saying more. She’d wanted to surprise him with something special.
She woke up early and made all of the arrangements. It helped that Paul was one of her best friends and able to secure everything so quickly. She would pay a pretty penny for it, more than her entire week at the resort, and she only had the room for a couple hours. She hoped it would be worth the exorbitant price in order to show Jack exactly who she was. To see if he liked not just the efficient woman who helped with his daily life, but the nymph as well.
The nymph didn’t like scheduling meetings or typing reports. She didn’t like waking up at the crack of dawn in order to get to work on time and have everything set up and ready for him. Her nymph side wanted to sleep and laze about. Nibble on snacks and find more pleasurable pursuits. She wanted sex and fun. Nightlife and dancing.
Jack devoured the eggs faster than anything he’d ever eaten. He wasn’t even sure he’d tasted it but fuck if that mattered. Lisa had arranged the excursion last minute for them to share. A special surprise with him in mind. It told him he meant more than a week of fucking.
“It’s fantastic. It feels like we’re on a tropical island.” He took a drink of orange juice and looked around again. It truly was amazing what they did in the room, and it made him curious to see what else there was.
“That was the point. Relaxing without all of the travel.”
His snort came out unplanned. “I know how much you abhor that.”
“Exactly!” Her plush lips wrapped around the fork as she polished off her pancakes. Damn he wanted between them again. He wanted to feel the heat of her mouth as she took his dick to the root. Her silky, smooth lips drag across his heated flesh. He’d thoroughly enjoyed it the night before.
Impulsively, he stood, kicking off his shoes and shucking his restrictive clothing. He glanced at the suit she’d handed him. It was sweet of Lisa to get it, but he wouldn’t need it. Why would he want to put clothes on when he planned on taking them right off?
Whatever she had in mind bringing him here, he wanted to get down to it. He eyed her where she sat perched on her wicker chair. Her eyes roamed hungrily over him, snagging on his obvious erection. The smirk pulling at his lips couldn’t be avoided. Satisfaction lit through him knowing she liked his body. Hell, he liked hers too, especially naked.
For the last three years, he’d done nothing but ogle her when she wasn’t looking. Unprofessional…sure, but not as bad as hitting on her would have been the second she walked into his office that first day. He was proud of the fact he’d kept his hands to himself for as long as he did.
“Come on, babe. I want to check out the water and get your naked, wet body against mine.” He held out his hand and waited for her to take it.
Slowly she rose from her seat. With the flick of her wrist, the sundress she wore dropped around her feet. She stood before him in a tiny pair of black panties, if you could even call them that. There wasn’t enough material to make a coat for a mouse. He liked it.
Placing her hand in his, he tipped his head. “Those too.”
She rolled her eyes and let go of his hand. She wiggled out of the scrap and tossed them on top of her dress. “Better?”
“Almost,” he said, his voice on the husky side. Pulling her to him, he wrapped an arm around her waist and tilted her head up with his free hand. He kissed her softly, letting his mouth linger on hers. Her breathy gasp captured by his lips as he deepened the kiss. Pouring as much passion and need into it as he could. He couldn’t tell her how he felt, not yet. She wasn’t ready for it, but he hoped before the week was over she would be. He had one more full day to show her his love with actions.
Breaking from the kiss, he dragged her into the water. Instead of the cool water he half expected, warm liquid engulfed his feet sending shards of sensation up his legs. “Damn.”
“Nice, isn’t it? I like the water to be slightly warmer than they usually set it. More like a bath. I’ve spent enough time in chilly lake water to last a lifetime.”
“Tell me about it.” They waded into the middle, the water coming to his waist. Two loungers caught his eye, he left her were she stood and grabbed them. After helping her up onto one, he got on the other, holding her hand so she didn’t float away. When he looked up at what should have been the ceiling, he saw clear blue skies with the occasional cloud floating by.
He didn’t know how they did it. Made the room seem so normal from the outside and beyond comprehension on the inside. Whatever they did, he understood why Lisa kept coming back.
“Tell you about what? My life before coming to the company?”
“Yeah, I want to know more about you. We’ve worked together for three years, but I don’t feel like I know anything about your personal life.”
“It isn’t that exciting. I’m sure it will bore you to tears.”
Jack chuckled and squeezed her hand. “If it involves you, then I want to hear it.”
She gusted out an irritated sigh, and he was sure she was trying to come up with a way to get out of telling him. “Fine, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
He lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed the back of it. “I’m duly warned.”
“My mother is a nymph and my father is a satyr. They’re a randy couple and ended up having ten kids. Seven girls and three boys.”
“Impressive.”
Lisa snorted. “Something like that. We grew up on a big piece of land in the Lake Tahoe region of California. We’re a family of water nymphs, so we like to be in or near water as much as possible.”
Jack felt a frown form. “You aren’t in water much. At least not that I know of.”
“That’s why I come here. I’ve gotten used to curbing my nymph side. I was sick of people seeing me as some hippy-dippy; let’s have sex-all-the-time kind of girl. My sisters don’t think it’s a big deal. They like the stereotype. It gives them an excuse to fuck off most of the time.”
“That isn’t you at all.” His Lisa was nothing like that. She’d worked her ass off from day one in the company. He’d checked when he decided to transfer her to his assistant.
“I know. My family doesn’t understand, but then they never did. Don’t get me wrong. I had my fair share of fun back in the day. It got old fast and I wanted more. There are only so many hours you can spend frolicking in the water, dancing, and playing humans for fools. People may not see being an assistant as very career-worthy, but I love it. The organization. The schedules. Managing the unmanageable. It shows a nymph can be more than a mindless sex toy.”
“It sounds like you wish you weren’t one.”
“Oh no. I love being a nymph, especially a water one. I just like being seen as more than that. I know I’m more, and I get a sick sense of satisfaction proving it to my family.”
“What does that mean a water one? I’ve seen you do…odd things with water, like the showering Griff got the other day.” Jack chuckled remembering the look on Griff’s shocked face. Jack had been too glad he hadn’t been the one standing beneath the hovering mist. He was sure it would have turned into a torrential downpour if it’d been him.
A soft smile curved her mouth. “Simply put, I can manipulate water.” Letting go of his hand, she dipped it in the water between them. Bringing a handful out, she put a finger from her other hand in it and twirled it. A small funnel formed into a tiny hurricane. The higher her finger, the bigger the funnel grew. With a flick, the funnel disappeared, the water going back to where it came from.
It was…“Wow
. Can you only do little things like that, or do you do things on a grander scale?”
“I can do big and destructive…like send a boat off course. My gifts tend to be more on the side of movement. My sister Amie can make water have healing properties. Dana can form springs and wetlands. We each have our specialty. When we were small, we used to make water fountains like the ones you see at water parks or concrete playgrounds. The kinds that shoot up into the air or dance to music. It’s how we learn to use our inherent gifts. Figure out what we should concentrate on.”
“Your life doesn’t sound boring at all.”
Lisa shrugged. “I guess it depends on how you look at it.” She rolled off her lounger into the water. Before he could follow her into the warm depths, water shot up around him, coming down like a warm summer rain.
Rolling into the water as well, he pushed the loungers away and searched for her. His head came up and she stood before him. Lunging, he tackled her, dragging her under quickly before breaching the surface.
Her infectious giggle triggered his laughter. When his died down, he cupped her face, tilting it up. “Thank you for showing me who you really are.”
He felt the heated blush beneath his palms. A flicker of shyness crossing her eyes. “I wanted you to see the other side of me. For whatever reason, the guys I’ve seen in the past find it fascinating for a little bit but the second I think its getting serious, they tell me they’d never choose to be with a Mystic long term. I figured that now that you’re in my world, maybe you wouldn’t run for the hills.”
“Never! I’m not going anywhere, Lisa. I’ve waited too long to let this opportunity slip away.”
He lowered his mouth to hers, a leisurely exploration meant to tease and seduce. She sighed, melting into him. Holy fuck, it was the best thing ever. She gave herself over to him, allowing him to drag her to the side where the towels were.
He turned, lying on his back, her straddling his hips. The softness of her pussy lips over his cock, damn near making his head explode. He couldn’t wait to get inside her again.
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