“Vicky, it’s me Jacob. I need to kiss you.” I ran my thumbs on her cheeks. “I need to taste your sweet, irresistible lips. Do you hear me, Vicky? I’m going to kiss you.”
“Ja-Jacob…”
That was all I needed to hear to know she heard me. I kissed her lightly at first. Repeated the soft kisses until her thrashing eased some, then I kissed her deeper until her body relaxed against the bed. It was only then that I forced myself to stop kissing her. Pulling back, I looked down at her. Her eyes were still closed, but she was breathing normal and there was a slight smile on her face.
Before I did more than just help push away her demons, I left the room and headed back to the shower. I’m going to be super clean with her around. Standing under the shower, I willed my erection away. Running anything I could think of through my head to get her out of it, but it wasn’t working.
“I thought you’d already taken a shower once.”
Whirling around, I faced the vision that danced in my head. Her hardened peaks weren’t hard to miss in her tight tank top as she walked toward me.
“I, uh, need to relax some tense muscles.”
She stepped into the shower fully clothed. “It looks like I might be able to help some,” she smirked.
“What…um are you…”
Everything I was going to say died on my tongue as I felt her hand wrap around me and stroke me slowly. The only thing I could do was moan and drop my head back looking up at the ceiling. When I felt her tongue run across the head, my arms shot out to brace myself on the walls. Just that little touching had my knees turning to jelly. This woman was far beyond what I thought she’d be.
All thoughts disappeared as I felt her mouth wrap around me, taking me slowly into her hot, warm, welcoming mouth. My hips jerked forward, pushing further into her mouth.
“Damn Vicky. I’m so fucking close. Stand up. Let me have you.”
Her only response was to hum her ‘no’ around my cock. The vibrations rode straight down my shaft to my balls. I growled her name loudly as I began to cum well before I wanted to. It was an intense and consuming release. I’ve never cum so hard in my life. My arms could no longer support me and I collapsed to the floor of the shower breathing heavy. When I looked up to reach out and grab a hold of Vicky and kiss her with everything I was worth, she wasn’t there.
Standing, I walked out of the shower grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist. Looking around the suite, I went to the bedroom. There she lay, in bed where I left her. Standing there dumbfounded, I stared at her.
“That was all a fucking fantasy? No fucking way.”
Shaking my head unable to believe it, I left the room closing the door behind me. Knowing that tomorrow was another charity event, I picked up my phone and started making some calls. There was no way I was going to embarrass her tomorrow. Tomorrow, Jacob Williams, the superstar, the family man, would be in full swing. Jacob Williams, the druggie, would be nowhere to be seen. After my phone calls were done, I went to the kitchen for some food.
Buying this hotel was the best move I made. It gave me a ‘home’ when I came back to town. For about a year, the hotel was under construction so I stayed at Jack’s after I finished with whatever woman I met at the club. One of the things I loved about going to the club was no one knew that it was Jacob Williams. My assistant helped with the perfect disguise. Hell, I’m not even sure my dealer knew it was me. It was just nice to be someone else for a while. But now thinking back to the woman in my bed right now, never have I ever wanted to be just me before. To prove to that woman… What? What did I want to prove to her? That I was more than my addiction? That I was more than the man before the cameras? There hasn’t been a woman yet that has seen past the glitz and glamour that comes with my life, why would there be now? Shaking my head, I tried to busy myself with anything to calm my brain. It was going places I wasn’t sure I was ready to go just yet. Or maybe more that I wasn’t strong enough to go yet?
# # #
Knocking lightly on the door before I entered, I found her still asleep. Setting the bags on the floor and bed before sitting down next to her, I brushed her hair out of her face.
“Nap time is over, beautiful. It’s time to get up and get dressed,” I said softly.
“Ugh! Why? I just feel so drained.”
Part of me wondered if she remembered what happened only a few hours ago. Well, more like almost fifteen hours ago, but I wasn’t panicking. It wasn’t me that called Jackson eight times worried that she needed to go to the doctors or hospital. That’s not me. I don’t stress over people I don’t know or care about. It most certainly wasn’t me that barely slept in the chair that sat in her doorway just to be sure she was okay.
“You need to get ready for the charity function that I have today.”
She bolts upright in the bed only inches from my face. The confusion was plain on her face as she looked around the room before her eyes fell to me.
“I stayed the night?” She gasped, looking down at her clothed body and I heard a sigh of relief.
It stung that she’s relieved that she didn’t have sex with me. Normally, I’m fighting women off, unless I’m in a randy mood and want more than one at a time, not having them being relieved that they still had their clothes on. Part of me wanted to make some wise crack about having to get dressed instead of just cuddling with me naked, but instead I found myself saying.
“Yeah, you kind of passed out on me,” wanting badly to get answers to what happened, but I said nothing.
“Where, uh, where did you sleep?”
She looked so adorable.
“In bed,” I lied just to rile her up. “Man, do you snore and hog the damn bed,” I faked irritation.
Truth be told, I would have loved to have shared the bed with her. To hold her in my arms and keep her safe from whatever haunted her, but I couldn’t bring myself to take advantage of her like that. I had been tempted to use my secret stash just to calm myself, but I couldn’t stand the thought of having to lie to her when she asked about it. I knew she would too. She was good at her job. Whether she believed it or not, but I’ve seen it in her in the time we’ve been together.
“What?” She breathed.
“I’m kidding. I slept on the couch,” I still lied, but only because I didn’t want to have to explain what happened. Now once we get to know each other better, yeah I’ll tell her the truth, but just not yet.
She breathes out a heavy breath and my cock jumps in my shorts. What was it about her that constantly had me hard? Every little thing she did made me hard.
“Jacob,” she whispered.
But I couldn’t stop myself, I needed to kiss her. That’s what it was becoming too, a need. She may be helping me with my drug addiction, but she’s created a new addiction. My addiction to her.
“I need to kiss you. I need to taste your sweet, irresistible lips.” I repeated my words from yesterday.
“Oh,” she breathed.
First, I brushed my lips against hers, then reached up and cupped her face in my hands completely sealing my lips over hers. She moaned when I pushed my tongue against hers. The overly erotic sound had me leaning her backward and crawling between her legs. The kissing intensified and I began to thrust against her. Vicky’s hands roamed my back and down to my ass. A hungry growl traveled through my chest. I continued to thrust against her, wishing that there weren’t clothes or a blanket between us.
She broke the kiss. “Jacob,” she gasped. “Fuck! We can’t do this. We- Oh shit!”
Running my mouth down her neck until I reached her breasts, I bit the hardened tip through her clothes. She arched against me. My hand tweaked the other nipple.
“Please let this happen. Please. Just this. No actual contact, please,” I begged.
She laugh/moaned. “This is so high school,” she breathed as she clutched me tighter.
“Yeah well, I’m taking what I can get. I need you so damn bad.” I breathed before sealing my lips back over h
ers.
Moving my hand to yank the blanket from between us, it was bad enough that clothes were going to stay on, but I’ll be damned if I was going to fight a blanket too. Her legs immediately wrapped around my waist and I pushed against her hard.
“Fuck, Jacob! This shouldn’t be happening,” she protested weaker this time.
“Yes it should. This and so much more should be happening,” I growled as I bit her neck lightly. “Tell me you don’t want me. Tell me you haven’t been feeling this every moment we have been together. Tell me and mean it and I’ll stop,” I said looking down at her holding her eyes.
She ran her hands up and down my bare chest stopping to toy with my nipples. Her eyes followed her hands the whole time, before lifting her eyes to meet mine. “I want it, believe me I do, but you’re a client. We’ve already pushed way past the line here.”
“Can’t you forget for a minute that I’m a client? Can’t you just look at me and see me, not a job?”
Hoping just for once that someone will see the man hidden behind all the roles and problems. Something told me that Vicky was that woman, but as her legs loosened from around my waist and fell to the bed my heart dropped. I couldn’t keep the disappointment or hurt from my face.
Climbing off her, I pointed to the bags. “I got you clothes for the event today. There are some hair dressers coming soon that will help you finish getting ready. I don’t want to embarrass you tonight so I went all out for this event. At least for a few hours, I’ll be worth it.” I gave her one last look and apologized before walking toward the door. “Oh I left my stash on your stand. Get rid of it please.”
I headed to my office and shut the door. This was the first time since I got into acting that I’ve felt worthless. For whatever reason, her rejection and inability to see me caused my chest to clench tightly and I was lost for breath. When I was with her, I didn’t have any urges to get high because I already was. She gave me the same feelings that I had with the drugs only better. More importantly when I’m with her, the voices weren’t beating me up from the inside out.
But no matter how much I improve, no matter how much of my life I regained control of, I’ll never be worthy enough for Vicky. She deserved better than anything I can offer her and she knew it. For the next forty-five days, she’s mine. The thought made me smile. For forty-five days, I’ll live it up because Lord knew after spending all that time with her I’ll never be the same again.
Chapter Seven
Vicky
Watching the light leave Jacob’s eyes tore me in two. The man under all his troubles was no doubt a terrific man. I’ve met his family, so I’ve seen the proof. His sisters looked up to him. Eli seemed to lean on him too. He was at the impromptu wedding for a little while before leaving. Jake said he was sick, but honestly he looked good to me other than being a bit pale. He talked to me for a few minutes before his phone rang and he was saying goodbye to everyone.
With Jacob, I felt things I’ve never felt before. Most men caused me to panic when they get that close, but not him. In fact, I crave his closeness. I longed for it. That scared me. The fact that if he would have pushed just one more time I would have caved scared me to death. It wasn’t the whole client thing really, but more that I gave up the thought of being in a relationship a long time ago.
Just as I climbed off the bed, there was a knock at the door. Opening the door, I expected to find Jacob standing there, but instead it was two blonde women carrying several bags. They barge in past me as I stand there completely confused.
“So you are Vicky, no? Jakey has talked a lot about you. He did not lie though. You are a beautiful woman. Such a shame you don’t claim it better.”
“Um, who are you?” I said still standing at the door with my hand on the handle.
“We are your stylists for da benefit today. Now we got a lot to do so let’s get started,” the other blonde said, shutting the door and pulling me over to a vanity.
I watched through the mirror as they start unloading several of the items. Blonde two looks at me and back to blonde one before addressing me again.
“Take this,” she tosses me a robe. “Go shower quickly.” She ushered me into the bathroom with a bag of something.
Unloading each item, she tells me what order to use the four bottles in and I get into the shower. Just as I was climbing out and reaching for a towel, I see Jacob standing frozen in the doorway. My eyes dropped down on their own accord to his very obvious erection. Before I have a chance to grab the towel he is pulling me in his arms kissing me. His hands roamed my wet, naked body. Walking us backwards until my back meets the shower wall, he lifts me up wrapping my legs around his waist. I moaned loudly into his mouth.
“Oh no you don’t, Mr. Williams. You don’t get to do any of that until after the benefit,” came a voice full of authority.
He dropped his head to my shoulder breathing just as hard as I am. Looking in my eyes, “You’re mine tonight. I’ll fire you for tonight if I have to, but damn it I can’t go any longer without having you.”
“Yes,” I breathed.
His eyes flashed with desire. “You serious?”
“Yes, I can’t push you away anymore. You’ve got me so wound up I think that I might explode.”
“Shylene, can you come back in say an hour?” He growled before taking my mouth again.
Suddenly I’m dropped to the floor and Jake’s yelling, “Ow! Ow! Ow! Damn it that hurts!”
“Fuck! My ass is going to be bruised in the morning,” I moaned as I stood up.
“I told you both you had to wait. Did you listen? No! You listen now.” She pointed at me. “You get to the room now. You get ready or I’ll call Petre over.”
“Tonight,” he growled at me and I nodded my head as I’m pulled from the room.
Once back in the room, the women talked animatedly in a language I don’t understand, but I have a feeling that she’s telling the other one about what happened. Oh, how bad did I wish that they wouldn’t have interrupted us. I need him, so badly.
They pulled a beautiful light teal, sometimes light green, gown from the bag that had been laid on the bed. It almost shimmered in the light as she held it up to me. I’ve never wore anything so extravagant before.
“Oh, he definitely has taste, both in his women and clothes.” Shylene cooed.
The next bit of what seemed like forever, I sat in a chair as they did my hair and make-up. I’ve never been one for a lot of make-up and here there was a professional applying what felt like a whole other person to my face.
“Okay, dress time.”
They helped me step into it. There were petals or leaves of some sort that covered my breasts and dotted my mid-section before hitting the waist and flaring out in a dress that could be considered two different colors at times. The mid-section was see-through aside from the dotting of the petals or leaves. The back was completely open aside from a strip of material that almost looked like a vine connecting at the top. That vine like thing was the only thing that kept my breasts in my dress. Pulling the rest of the outfit together, they sat me down to slip on the most beautiful shoes I’ve ever seen.
“Mr. Jake must see you as his Cinderella,” she said standing up. “You are ready. We will leave. I’m telling Mr. Jake to meet you at the elevator. No chance of him ruining our fine work that way,” she said with a wink.
Once they left the room, I walked over to the full length mirror to have one last look. I couldn’t believe the woman that stared back at me. My hair was pulled up at the sides and fell down my back in curls. My face was done up with such perfection that I almost didn’t recognize the woman that stared back at me. My eyes popped out against the color of the dress and the liner beneath my eyes.
“Oh my God! I’m beautiful,” I breathed.
“You’ve always been beautiful.”
I jumped and turned around, laughing when I saw his hand wave inside the door. “What are you doing here? We’re supposed to meet at the elevator.”
“I know. I just wanted to let you know I was going there now and hope you’re following me.”
“I’ll be there in just a minute.”
Turning back to the mirror, I couldn’t believe the transformation. Honestly, not letting him see me made me feel like a bride. The thought sent flutters flying through my stomach. One last turn around, I really did feel like Cinderella. If only for tonight I’ll have my dream night. Tonight will be full of magic that I intend to live up to the fullest.
Exiting the hotel room, I see Jacob pacing in front of the elevator. When the door clicked closed his head flew up in my direction, he froze. I took that moment to drink him in. He wore a black jacket and pants with a shirt that matched my dress, no tie. Damn and here I thought he couldn’t get any sexier than he already was. This was going to be a long day.
“Damn,” we said together.
He smirked before sauntering over to me. A shiver of anticipation ran through me just from the look he was giving me. Just as he reached me, I walked past him and into the awaiting elevator. The sound of his laughter preceded him before he finally entered the elevator.
“Good choice, Vixen. Get me more turned on than I’ve ever been and put me in a closed space with you.”
Again I shivered and clenched my thighs together. “Tonight, remember?”
“Mmmm, but I want to have a taste right now to hold me over.”
“No! Please, wait until tonight,” I pleaded backing up against the wall of the elevator.
He caged me in with his arms and was leaning in as the elevator dinged. Jacob growled. “Tonight,” he practically hissed.
Laughing, I took his hand and pulled him out of the elevator. He pulled me to a stop whirled me around and kissed me.
“Wow,” I breathed.
“You look breathtaking, but I have to say you’ve never looked sexier than when you were coming out of the shower,” he whispered in my ear before straightening, threading his fingers through mine and walked us out to an awaiting limo.
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