Beautifully Irresistible

by M. L. Smith

  We quickly finished our drinks and went up to our room to get showered and changed into our evening wear. Zack looked so handsome in a tuxedo and I felt quite presentable next to him in my evening dress.

  Looking at him gave me goose bumps all over. I shivered breathlessly. He turned around and gazed at me.

  “You look so beautiful and I really can’t believe that you are mine. Jennifer, you have taken my heart and it belongs to you.”

  “How do you always say such lovely things to me, Zack?”

  Tears gathered in my eyes. He stepped forward and brushed them off my cheeks with his thumbs. With my high heels on, I stood over 6ft and didn’t have to tip toe up to him.

  “Wait a minute, this outfit needs something else to complete it. Let’s see what this looks like,” Zack said, grinning at me.

  He pulled a long narrow box out of his jacket pocket.

  “Turn around and close your eyes, Jennifer.”

  I obeyed him as I felt him fasten a necklace. He took my hand and led me somewhere.

  “Open your eyes.”

  I opened them and I couldn’t believe what I saw. Around my neck was the most breathtakingly beautiful diamond necklace. It was so elegant and not ostentatious.

  “Oh my god, Zack, it is gorgeous. Thank you,” I squealed, throwing my arms around his neck and kissing him.

  “It looks beautiful on you, Jennifer,” he told me, holding me close to his body.

  “We had better get going before we get carried away and don’t make it out at all!” I laughed, grabbing his hand.

  We headed downstairs and checked the table plan before taking our seats. As we settled in at our table, I noticed that Alex was sitting at the next table with a very attractive red-head. She looked bored. Alex saw me and blew me a kiss.

  Luckily, Zack didn’t notice him.

  After the beautiful meal, the auction started and we laughed at some of the things that were auctioned off for the charity. The guests dug deep and it was clear to see they could easily afford it.

  We were both enjoying the evening when a very slim tall blonde with a stunning model-like figure came walking towards our table.

  She was a bit flat-chested but completely gorgeous. Zack saw her and stiffened in his seat.

  “Hello, Zack. How are you? You look wonderful as usual,” the blonde beauty purred.

  This must be Olivia. The bitch!

  “Hello, Olivia. You look well too,” he stuttered, looking at her.

  I had never seen a woman have this effect on him. His face was bright red.

  “I’m Olivia. It’s good to meet you,” she said warmly, shaking my hand.

  In spite of myself, I liked her although I was jealous of the fact that he once loved her.

  “I’m Jennifer. It’s nice to meet you too. Are you enjoying the night?”

  “Yes, it’s been great. I love these auction things, they are great fun,” she smiled.

  She couldn’t take her beautiful cat-like green eyes off Zack. As we chatted, the host interrupted with an announcement.

  “Right, for the next auction we need a lady from each table to come up to the stage and we will auction a dance with each of them. Come on, ladies don’t be shy!” he shouted excitedly.

  Olivia headed back to her table. All the ladies on our table looked at each other and nobody jumped up.

  “Go on, Jennifer. I am a patron and looking at these other ladies you will pull in the most money!” Zack whispered, laughing.

  “God, Zack, how embarrassing!”

  “Up you get!” Zack said, hauling me to my feet.

  I walked over to the stage and the host shook my hand and made me join the line of equally embarrassed-looking ladies.

  The auction got under way and most dances went for £500.

  It was my turn last.

  “Now gents, this is our last dance partner of the evening and what a dark-haired exotic beauty she is!” he said as I blushed profusely from the top of my head down to my toes.

  I saw Zack grinning over at me looking incredibly handsome as per usual.

  “I will start the bidding at £100!”

  “£100!” a man in his sixties shouted from the back of the room.

  “£150!” a small bald man at the front shouted.

  The bidding increased steadily and went over the average £500.

  “£1,000,” someone shouted from the other side of the room.

  I looked over and realised it was Alex.

  This was not good.

  “£1,500,” Zack shouted, glaring over at him.

  He looked furious.

  “£3,000,” Alex countered, staring back at Zack.

  The room seemed to buzz with excitement.

  “£5,000,” Zack came back with.

  The host looked from one man to the other.

  “This lady is certainly popular ladies and gentleman!”

  “£10,000,” Alex screamed, taunting Zack.

  “£20,000,” Zack shouted at the top of his voice.

  “Sold to Mr Zachary Cole!” the host shouted, realising that things were getting a bit out of hand.

  Zack got a long round of applause and I went to sit back down next to him.

  “You could have a dance for free any time you know!” I laughed, trying to relieve some of the tension.

  “I wasn’t letting Alex touch you, I would kill him first!”

  “This is getting a bit tired now, Zack! I am going to the ladies,” I told him, bored by the display of caveman behaviour.

  As I came out of the toilet, Alex was waiting for me. I stiffened up.

  “I would have paid a lot more to dance with a beautiful woman like you,” he told me, staring at my cleavage and licking his lips.

  “Just leave it, Alex. I am with Zack and he wouldn’t like you talking to me,” I snapped at him, pushing past him.

  “He was a bastard to Phoebe you know. How does he treat you?”

  “That’s none of your business Alex!”

  “He was so cold and distant to her.”

  “Maybe that’s because she was shagging her way through Kent!”

  I wished he would just do one. I was tired and ready for bed.

  “She loved me you know and I loved her too. So much,” he sniffed and part of me felt a bit sorry for him.

  I put my arm around him but he took that as a sign that I liked him and he took my face in his hands, pulling me into him for a kiss.

  “Alex, no,” I shouted shoving him off me.

  I was aware of Zack’s presence before he spoke. Suddenly Alex was yanked backwards roughly.

  “What the fuck are you doing, Alex?” Zack screamed at him.

  His face was a barely contained mask of fury.

  “Hello, Zack. How are you?” he smiled at him but there was no warmth in his smile, just pure hatred.

  “Just do one, Alex, would you?” I tried to warn him to do the sensible thing and walk away while he still could.

  “I thought I would have a little dance with your honey since I missed out on a proper one!”

  He grabbed my hand and spun me around.

  “Don’t you fucking touch her,” Zack shouted, pulling him off.

  He had that bat shit crazy look about him again. His eyes were wide and his nostrils flared.

  Alex clearly had a death wish.

  “What are you going to do about it?” Alex sneered, squaring up to Zack.

  The posh public school toff was no match for the boxer from New Orleans.

  Oh shit!

  “Fuck you, Alex, you dick!”

  Zack pulled his strong right arm back and punched Alex really hard in the face. His nose seemed to explode. There was a sickening crunching noise.

  “You bloody idiot!” Alex screamed holding his nose.

  Blood spurted from his nose as he tried to stem the flow with his hand.

  “I warned you!” Zack snarled as he grabbed my hand.

  When we got back to the table, Zack had calm
ed down.

  “I can fight my own battles you know. I was going to kick him hard in the balls and run!”

  “The cheeky bastard kissed you. It’s like he is taunting me. I’m sorry but he really brings out the worst in me.”

  “Let’s go and have that really expensive dance now. I will give you a lap dance later completely free of charge!”

  He smiled over at me and we headed onto the dance floor. We danced wrapped in each other’s arms.

  “I’m sorry, again.”

  “Don’t worry about it, blue eyes. You were just defending me.”

  “I am so protective of you with everything that’s been going on. I can’t stand anyone touching you.”

  “When we get upstairs, you can touch me everywhere, baby. I am getting wet just thinking about it,” I whispered, licking his earlobe.

  “Jennifer, do you have any idea what it does to me when you talk so dirty to me?”

  “Yes, I do as it is digging into my thigh right now!”

  We finished our dance and I gave Zack a long and tender kiss before we returned to our table.

  “I’m just nipping to the gents, I won’t be long.”

  As he left the room, I watched as Olivia got up and walked closely behind him. She glanced back at me and I quickly looked away. I couldn’t help myself as I got up and followed them.

  Zack turned the corner to the toilets and she ran to catch him up. I sneaked along the wall listening for them talking.

  “Zack, wait please,” she breathlessly whispered to him.

  Her voice sounded so feminine and sexy.

  “Olivia, what do you want? I am with Jennifer now and I am very happy. You have to stop calling me and texting me. It’s over and it has been for a very long time.”

  “Do you love her like you once loved me, Zack?” she asked as she started to cry.

  “I do. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me Olivia.”

  I heard her sigh softly.

  “Don’t say that, Zack. We had some amazing times together, didn’t we? You were the best lover I have ever had.”

  Yeah, he gets that a lot!

  “We did but that’s in the past now. I have moved on and I suggest you do too.”

  “I can’t. I still love you so much it hurts.”

  She started to really sob now. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her as I knew what a man Zack was. Some women would kill to be with him, I had no doubt.

  “Olivia, I’m sorry but I love someone else,” he told her gently.

  “Kiss me one last time, Zack!”

  I peeked around the wall and I couldn’t believe my eyes as she pulled him into her and kissed him passionately. He quickly responded to her kiss as his eyes closed. He didn’t move his hands from his trouser pockets. They looked really good together. She touched his neck wrapping her hands into his hair. One hand travelled down to his crotch and she went to touch him. Olivia's fingers pulled the zip of his trousers down and her hand pushed in.

  What!!

  Suddenly he seemed to come to his senses as he pulled away from her and shoved her off.

  He looked confused and dazed.

  She looked triumphant.

  I must have looked murderous.

  “No, Olivia! I shouldn’t have kissed you, it was wrong. How could I have been so stupid?’ he told her, gripping her wrists.

  I was trying not to cry as I watched them. Blood rushed to my ears as pure jealousy engulfed me.

  Then rage took over.

  I wanted to kill him and her.

  “Well, there is still something between us Zack and there always will be!” she said as she ran around the corner, crashing into me.

  “I’m so sorry, Jennifer,” she cried as she sprinted back down the corridor.

  “Jennifer!” Zack shouted.

  Zack’s eyes widened as he wiped his mouth and tried to figure out quickly what I had seen. I stalked up to him and slapped him really hard across the face. It made me feel marginally better. He held his hand up to his red cheek, rubbing it.

  “You prize bastard, Zack! How could you?” I shouted at him, not really caring who heard us.

  I was so mad it was ridiculous.

  Hot tears ran down my face.

  “Jennifer, I’m so sorry. I made a big mistake! She felt familiar, that’s all but I pushed her away!”

  He tried to grab me but I shoved him off. He looked crushed.

  Good!

  “Too right, you did. I am going to bed and I don’t really care if you come or not. Why don’t you go and fuck your ex?” I screamed at him and then I turned heel towards the lift.

  He ran along behind me.

  “Please, Jennifer, forgive me. I’m just a weak man. Anyhow, you can talk, what about John?”

  “That’s a bit harsh, Zack!”

  I knew he would bring that up.

  “It’s exactly the same and you can’t come over all holier than thou! We both have history with other people, Jennifer!”

  “Okay, fair enough, I deserved that but I am still mad and jealous as hell! She touched you! It made me feel sick!”

  “Look, I love you not Olivia. You love me. Let’s forget about it and go and make love. Our bodies never ever get it wrong.”

  The lift arrived and we got on. I tried to turn away from him but resistance was futile against him. A hot rush of familiar desire for him took over my willing body as I responded to his urgent kisses. I hit his rock hard biceps in frustration. He grabbed my arms to still me.

  Bloody hell! Why couldn’t I be mad at him!

  Why did I love him so much when he could hurt me like that?

  Thoughts hurtled around my brain as he kissed me with lips that were on another woman a moment ago. I pushed him off again and scowled at him but he was clearly very aroused and he went to pull me back to him.

  “No, Zack. Don’t, please,” I told him, holding his hands off me.

  He gave me a little boy lost expression as I looked away from him, folding my arms over my chest. His gaze roved over me from my head all the way down to my toes.

  “You make me really hard when you are mad, baby,” he told me, touching his crotch.

  He slipped his hand inside his trousers and started to move it up and down. Zack never took his eyes off me. His lips parted in a moan as I watched him transfixed by the hotness of him. I licked my lips and my mouth started to water as I thought of him touching me.

  “It’s you I want, it’s always been you. I burn for you, baby. You want me, don’t you, Jennifer?” he whispered.

  “Yes, you know I do. I always want you, Zack. I love you and hate you right now though!”

  I stepped forward to kiss him hard pushing my greedy tongue into his lovely mouth. Pushing my hand into his trousers I grasped him tightly as he grew and bulged under my touch.

  “Oh yes baby. That feels so good.”

  God! I was such a push over with him!

  The lift tinged that we had arrived at our floor and I stepped back from him, quickly zipping him up. As we got off, I was acutely aware that someone was watching us. Suddenly a large beefy pair of arms grabbed Zack from behind. He struggled like a wild animal to push them off and then a second person joined in. The first man punched him really hard in the face. I saw blood running out of his mouth.

  “Stop, leave him alone!” I screamed as loud as I could.

  I hit the man hard across his face with my evening bag.

  “Back off bitch!” he shouted, trying to lunge for me.

  They ignored me and one man held Zack’s arms behind his back and the other punched him relentlessly. Zack put up a long and valiant fight but eventually he gave up, slumping to his knees. Blows rained down on him. It was horrible to watch.

  “Get off him, you mad bastards!” I screamed as I jumped on one of the men's backs.

  My dress ripped loudly but I didn’t care as I clawed his face. He tried to get me off but I clung like a limpet as he spun around wildly. I pulled his long
greasy hair and bit his shoulder. Eventually he released Zack and I fell heavily onto the floor as I lost my grip on him.

  “Fucking hell, you crazy whore!” he shouted, glaring down at me.

  He stepped towards me to grab me but Zack managed to pull his ankle and he toppled over landing heavily on the floor.

  The unknown assailant clambered to his feet breathing heavily. His face was bright red. Stinking sweat poured off him.

  “That was a message from Alex!” one of them shouted as they headed back down the corridor.

  Zack was lying on the floor and I crawled over to him.

  “Zack, are you alright?” I asked as tears ran down my face and landed on his.

  I was losing count of the amount of times we had been involved in a fight.

  “Yes, I will be okay. Can you help me up, please, baby?” he gasped.

  I just about managed to help his large frame to his feet and we hobbled back to our room. We collapsed onto the bed and I looked at his beautiful face. It was a complete bloody mess.

  I took my torn dress off and went into the bathroom to fill the basin with warm water. Finding a soft flannel, I brought it back into the bedroom.

  Zack was still lying on the bed and at first I thought that he had passed out but he opened one eye and looked at me.

  “Jesus, we don’t half get into some scrapes, Zack!”

  “My face really hurts.”

  “What complete bastards. Fancy doing that to the world’s most handsome face!”

  “Cut the bullshit, JB. I love you for it though!”

  “It looks pretty bad maybe we should go to casualty.”

  “No! I don’t want this getting out!”

  “Okay, I will clean you up and then I will get you some ice to take the swelling down. I will nip to reception and get a first aid kit.”

  “You did me proud there, Jennifer, you fought really dirty!”

  “I was so mad that two of them attacked you, now that is really dirty!”

  “Well, you fought my corner. You must still love me baby.”

  “You know I do. So much it hurts.”

  “Me too and I’m sorry for being a complete dick head earlier. I hate that I hurt you.”

  “It’s forgotten. We could be a wrestling tag team: Black and Cole!”

  “No, it would obviously be Cole and Black!”

  His face looked better once I had cleaned off the blood. I dug around in my handbag and found some painkillers. I put some jeans and a t-shirt on and went in search of ice.