Beautifully Irresistible

by M. L. Smith

  “You are the best lay ever, baby!” he laughed, kissing me lazily.

  “That is the most romantic thing you have ever said to me, Mr Cole!”

  “My darling Jennifer, you give me such pleasure when I make sweet and tender love to you.”

  “Ha! Sweet and tender! I don’t think so! I will be aching for days after that shag!”

  “You love it that way, Miss Black!”

  “I love it any way I can get it with you, Mr Cole, and don’t you ever stop giving me what I want, ever.”

  “I don’t intend to! Well, no rest for the wicked.”

  “Oh, you are so very wicked, Mr Cole!”

  Zack looked back to his former glorious self. He headed upstairs to his en-suite.

  I quickly got dressed and gathered up some papers from the floor. I couldn’t help but notice a list of names and I quickly scanned through it. There were about fifteen names in total, all male. I looked for the names with the initial ‘D’ after hearing Billy’s last words.

  There was a Daniel Turner, a Derek Fletcher and a David Simms.

  David must have been the man we met when we went out for dinner. I suddenly realised that he was the one that had groped me when I first met Zack.

  “Where are you?” Zack called in a singsong voice.

  “Sorry, I’m on my way.”

  I joined Zack for a quick refreshing shower. He washed my hair and all of my sore body. I returned the favour.

  As we headed downstairs, he grabbed me and kissed me sweetly against the bedroom door. His tongue slid into my mouth as we enjoyed our making out session. It was a tender loving kiss.

  “You are so amazing, Jennifer, and I love making love to you so much.”

  “Likewise, Zack, I don’t want to ever let you go.”

  “I’m not going anywhere without you, JB.”

  I pulled him greedily to me again and kissed his gorgeous mouth over and over.

  We eventually managed to head back downstairs. Zack looked so much better and I felt so much better to have renewed our connection so spectacularly.

  Zack went to collect the twins as I prepared a lasagne and garlic bread with a green salad.

  He sauntered into the kitchen still wearing his black leather jacket. The contrast of the jacket against his blond hair was deliciously sexy and made my mouth water.

  “Mm, you look very tasty, Mr Cole. You make my tummy go all funny!”

  “You make other parts of me go all funny, Miss Black! I will nip down and get a good bottle of red wine.”

  “Let’s face it, you don’t have any crappy bottles, do you!”

  Zack disappeared down to his peruse his large collection of wine in the cellar.

  A bit later, the doorbell chimed.

  “Connor’s here!” Scarlett shouted, hurtling down the stairs at breakneck speed.

  She flung the front door open and Connor was standing there looking utterly petrified. I would be scared facing Zack too.

  He came across as a formidable force.

  Poor kid!

  “Hi, Scarlett. I brought you these,” he told her, handing her a beautiful hand tied bouquet.

  I bet his Mum had knocked those up!

  “Hi, Connor. They are gorgeous. Thank you.”

  Scarlett stepped aside for Connor to come in. She went into the kitchen to get a vase from under the sink. He followed her like a lamb to the slaughter. I had to stop myself from doing a quick sheep imitation.

  “Hi, Connor. I’m Jennifer. It’s good to meet you.”

  “Hi, Jennifer. I have heard a lot about you.”

  “Connor, stop looking so worried. My Dad is okay, you know. I can wrap him around my little finger,” she winked, grinning.

  “What would you like to drink, Connor?” I asked him, giggling to myself about Scarlett’s last very truthful comment.

  “We’ll have some wine please, Jennifer!” Scarlett chipped in.

  “Try again. We have lemonade, fruit juice, coke or mineral water.”

  “I’ll have a water please, Jennifer.”

  I got Connor his drink just as Zack came back into the kitchen. Connor seemed to stiffen up as he came closer.

  “Bye, everyone. Have fun, you crazy kids!” Jasper shouted as he headed out of the front door.

  “Mr Cole, it’s good to meet you,” Connor said as he bravely stepped forward, holding his hand out.

  He gulped loudly. His body seemed to quiver.

  “Nice to meet you too, Connor.” Zack shook his hand with a vice like grip.

  Connor winced. Zack’s smile didn’t reach his gorgeous eyes. The atmosphere was tense to say the least as Zack weighed up Connor.

  He seemed to have his poker face on.

  “Why don’t you two go and sit in the dining room? Zack, can you help me in the kitchen please?”

  I shot him a look that meant business.

  “What’s up brown eyes?” he asked innocently.

  I quietly shut the door and spun around to give him a telling off.

  “Give the poor kid a break. He is shit scared of you. I mean, you have a very large presence. You have this way about you that is pretty menacing!”

  “That’s a bit brutal, although when I was at Cambridge if any of my mates were owed money for blow, or whatever, I used to have no trouble collecting it for a small fee!” he laughed at the memory.

  “What are you like? You could be a repo man!” I giggled as I pictured him scaring the crap out of people.

  “Okay, I will try to like him. I know what boys of his age think about you know!” He arched an eyebrow as he groped my breast.

  “Just try, will you?” I pleaded swatting his hand away.

  He helped me bring the food in and we took our seats at the table. I was at one end, looking at Zack, and Scarlett was to my left with poor defenceless Connor quietly quaking to my right.

  Zack cleared his throat and arched his fingertips.

  “So, what are your plans after college, Connor?”

  “I am planning on being an architect. I know it’s a long slog but it’s been my dream for a long time now,” he told him confidently.

  Zack’s blue eyes lit up as they talked.

  “Very good, that’s a great career path. I’m impressed.”

  The rest of the evening turned out to be a lot more pleasant than I had expected. When his Dad pulled up to collect Connor, Zack accompanied him outside and had a quick chat with him before shaking his hand.

  When he came back into the house, Scarlett was bursting to hear what he had to say.

  “Well Dad, did you like him?”

  “I did, Scarlett. He seems a decent young man. I actually know his Dad from playing golf. We are going to have a round sometime.”

  Scarlett looked immensely relieved and hugged her Dad tightly.

  Chapter Thirty One

  The following morning, Scarlett and Jasper had a teacher training day so I decided to call into the police station to run the names with the initial ‘D’ through the computer.

  Daniel Turner drew a blank other than a couple of parking tickets but Derek Fletcher, well, where do we start?

  I couldn’t understand why he was employed by Cole Enterprises unless he was some sort of hired muscle. He had convictions for GBH, extortion, assault with a deadly weapon and he had spent a good few years at Her Majesty’s pleasure.

  Looking at David Simms, I found that he was arrested on suspicion of rape when he was at university but the case was dropped.

  I quickly popped in to see Ross to update him. “Right,” he said, “I will get a tail on this Fletcher character and see what we can turn up, Black.”

  As it was a nice day, I decided a quick workout followed by a swim was in order. It was very nice having a pool and gym at my disposal. I could get used to this.

  Plugging in my iPod, I did a circuit of the impressive gym equipment and then enjoyed a leisurely swim in the stunning outdoor pool.

  After my swim, I headed upstairs to have a
quick shower and get changed and as I passed Scarlett’s room, I heard whispering. I wondered who she was talking to as I had thought she was in the house on her own. I quietly stopped at the door and listened in.

  “Oh, oh yes Connor, it’s lovely,” she panted as the bed creaked loudly.

  “Is it okay, Scarlett? I'm not hurting you, am I? It’s my first time.”

  “It’s mine too and no, it’s great,” she replied breathlessly.

  The bed creaked again as Connor picked up the pace.

  Oh my god! They were having sex and Zack was due back any time. My cheeks flushed red with embarrassment as I listened to them. I wanted to cover my ears and block it out.

  What the hell was I going to do?

  “Oh Connor, I love you!” she shouted quite loudly.

  “I love you too, Scarlett. I’m glad you were my first!” he replied, clearly well chuffed with his performance.

  Restraining myself from giving him a loud round of applause, I decided to knock on the door.

  Just at that moment Jasper came around the corner and stopped when he saw me in the hallway.

  “What's going on, Jennifer?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

  “Nothing is going on, Jasper. Scarlett, is everything okay in there? I thought I heard shouting.”

  “Shit, it’s Jennifer!” I heard her whisper to Connor. “Quickly get in the en-suite.”

  “I’m fine, Jennifer. I was just, um, singing.”

  “As long as you are okay, I’m going downstairs as your Dad is due back any minute,” I told her trying to avert world war three and save the day.

  “Right, I will be down soon, Jennifer.”

  “Okay, Scarlett.”

  I could hear a lot of rustling around as clothes were put back on and I tried not to laugh as I reminisced about similar experiences growing up.

  “Oh I see what’s been going on!” Jasper grinned at me.

  He took a step forward and held my cheeks in his hands pushing me up against the wall. Before I knew what was happening, his soft lips touched mine. I briefly froze as he kissed me.

  “Jasper, what the hell do you think you are you doing!” I shouted at him, pushing him roughly off me.

  Anger rushed through me in huge waves.

  “I’m sorry, Jennifer. I thought you liked me.”

  “I do Jasper but I am in love with your Dad. I am very fond of you but in a motherly way,” I gently explained to him, giving him a quick hug.

  “Sorry,” he mumbled as he ran down the hallway and slammed the door of his bedroom.

  Very loud music blared out and I heard him throwing things around.

  I would have to tell Zack about what just happened.

  Teenage boys were very complicated.

  Chapter Thirty Two

  During dinner I couldn’t stop watching Scarlett. She had a happy glow about her. My first time was a complete let down. It consisted of a lot of fumbling and sex that lasted about one minute. The boy I was with was the school heart-throb but he was a lousy lover.

  Jasper wasn’t hungry but I guessed that my rejection of him was hurting.

  “Where’s Jasper?” Zack enquired.

  “In his room. I need to talk to you later about him.”

  After dinner, I managed to corner Scarlett by herself.

  “Are you okay, Scarlett?” I quietly asked her, out of earshot of Zack.

  “I’m fine, thanks. Why do you ask?” she looked at me with a puzzled expression.

  “Look, I don’t want to embarrass you but I heard you and Connor earlier in your bedroom.”

  “I don’t know what you mean!” she hissed at me, flushing bright red.

  “Look Scarlett, it’s okay, I’m not going to tell your Dad. I just wanted to check that you were okay. You can talk to me about anything, you know.”

  “I’m sorry, Jennifer, and thank you for that. I am in love with Connor and we were careful.”

  “Well, if you need to ask me anything, don’t be shy. Your Dad would have a kitten if he knew so be very careful,” I warned her.

  I finished clearing up downstairs and after brushing my teeth, I got into Zack’s warm and welcoming bed.

  “What has Jasper done this time?”

  “Jasper kissed me earlier in the hallway. He pushed me up against the wall but I quickly shoved him off. It’s not the first time either. He once kissed my fingers in the back of your car. It’s up to you what you do, Zack. I just thought it best that you know.”

  “Maybe I should start calling you Mrs Robinson, eh?”

  “Not funny, Mr Cole,” I told him, throwing a pillow at his head.

  “It’s not your fault you are the most beautiful woman in the world, Jennifer. Poor kid has fallen under your spell, baby!”

  “Stop trying to sweet talk me, blue eyes. You need to have a chat with him.”

  “I will. I promise. Now what are your immediate plans, JB?”

  “Climbing up you and riding you like a rodeo bull!”

  “Climb away, baby!” he laughed, pulling me closer to him.

  “Would you mind if I invited my friend Stuart and his wife for dinner one night this week?” Zack asked on his way to the office the following morning.

  “Yes, that sounds great. Any night suits me.”

  “I will see if Thursday suits them,” he said, kissing me longingly as my body folded into his.

  “I have to go. Have a good day,” he told me, pulling reluctantly away from me and heading out of the door.

  I enjoyed the nice weather with a leisurely walk around the woods with Gatsby. He was such a sweet dog but Zack was his favourite person. I didn’t blame him really. The dog had good taste!

  Zack smiled at me as he strode into the kitchen that evening.

  “Hi, baby. Stuart and Faith are free for Thursday so if you could cook something delicious up that would be great!”

  “What does your friend do for a living?”

  “He is a Police Superintendent at Maidstone. His wife has an interior design business.”

  “I see.”

  Oh shit!

  My body stiffened. He must be Stuart Marshall and I had met him once on a joint operation with Maidstone Police. I wondered if I should speak to DI Ross.

  No. I thought I would just wing it. He probably wouldn’t recognise me as I was in a debriefing with about fifty other officers last year.

  “Are you okay? You look a bit pale.”

  “Yes, I’m fine, thanks, Zack.”

  “I am off for a quick shower if you are available.”

  His blue eyes burned with desire as he bit his lip playfully.

  Jesus, he was killing me!

  The only time that we left each other alone was the two or three days that I had my period and that practically drove us up the wall.

  Zachary Cole had the most incredible sexual appetite that I was only too happy to satisfy.

  “What do you think?” I giggled as he took my hand.

  Chapter Thirty Three

  The following afternoon I had just been for a quick work out in the gym before dinner and I felt in need of a quick shower.

  I was just washing my hair when I heard the en-suite door open and close. The shower door opened and closed and I realised Zack had slipped in for a quick shower and a quick something else, I hoped!

  “You are early, my beautiful lover,” I whispered.

  I was finishing washing my hair and I turned around but I didn’t open my eyes.

  Turning back around towards the wall, I rinsed my hair off.

  Something, I’m not sure what, made me turn back around and open my eyes.

  My breath caught in my throat.

  Fucking hell! It was Jasper in the shower with me!

  My mouth dropped as I stared at him.

  He smiled at me as if this was an everyday occurrence. His blue eyes twinkled as he stared boldly into my eyes.

  Anger and rage bubbled up inside me.

  I felt like I was going to thro
w up.

  Pulling my fist back, I punched Jasper square in the jaw, not bothering to cover myself up as he had clearly seen everything already. I didn’t dare look down at him as I was repulsed that he would even dream about pulling a stunt like this.

  I drew my fist back and hit him again, even harder.

  “Get the fuck out of here, Jasper. Now!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

  My heart was pounding as bile formed in my mouth.

  Jasper held a hand to his bleeding mouth and retreated quickly out of the shower after having one last look at my naked form.

  The door banged loudly as he ran back to his room.

  I was drying myself off when a few minutes later Zack came in to my room. My face was flushed bright red and I was still absolutely furious about what had just happened.

  I couldn't believe the cheek of the little bastard.

  “Hi, baby. What's the matter with you?” he asked as he watched me quickly shrug into my clothes.

  “I will tell you what’s wrong with me. Your horny son has just joined me in the shower. He got in and I thought it was you. For fuck’s sake! He might have a bust lip as I hit him twice really hard. I’m not sorry I did, either! Did you have that little chat with him? If you did, he is clearly ignoring you, Zack!”

  My stomach bubbled up and suddenly I knew I was going to be sick. I hurtled to my en-suite and threw up over and over in the toilet.

  Zack followed me and held my wet hair off my face.

  “He has really upset you, hasn’t he? Right, that’s it!” Zack shouted, stalking towards his room.

  I washed my face and followed him into the hallway. Zack knocked loudly at Jasper’s door. His knuckles were in danger of putting the door through.

  “Jasper, get your ass out here, you little shit! We need to talk!”

  He paced up and down, still wearing his jacket. Suddenly he shrugged angrily out of it and threw it on the carpet. I had never seen him look so mad. He looked really sexy.

  Scarlett stuck her head out of her bedroom, took in the scene and then promptly went back in shutting the door.

  Zack tried the handle of Jasper’s door and found it locked.