Chapter 30
HALLE
Wow.
As I took in the surroundings, my jaw dropped.
Sammie had organised a movie night on the hotel’s beach and it looked amazing.
The screen that had been set up was huge, but that was only one of several things that caught my eye. Instead of chairs, there was an arrangement of daybeds in a semi-circle, with white opaque privacy curtains, white and gold cushions and blankets.
I also spotted a popcorn machine, a chef flipping burgers on a BBQ and a pop-up beach bar, so if we needed snacks, we didn’t have to head all the way back to the main hotel building.
‘What d’you think?’ Sammie appeared beside me.
‘It looks incredible! Definitely beats the sticky floors and the seats at my local cinema which always have questionable stains.’
‘Gross,’ Sammie said. ‘There’s nothing sticky on these beds. They’re thoroughly cleaned after each use because we know sometimes people can get a little frisky, hence the curtains.’ She winked.
‘Oh.’ My cheeks heated as naughty thoughts flooded my mind. ‘Good to know.’
‘Speaking of getting frisky, how’s things with Jake? You two seemed to be getting on very well at the pier…’ She grinned.
Did she know that we kissed? I wouldn’t put it past her. Sammie seemed to have a sixth sense for these things.
‘Yeah. He’s… I like him.’
‘I knew it!’ Sammie squealed. ‘Although I’m with the man of my dreams, even I can see that Jake has got a lot going for him, so it’d be hard not to, right?’
‘True.’ I was about to go into the whole thing about him not wanting a relationship, but I was tired of overanalysing it. I was just going to try and go with the flow.
‘Speak of the devil,’ Sammie said.
When I turned around, I saw Jake walking towards us.
Bloody hell.
How did he look even more gorgeous than when I saw him two hours ago?
His tanned skin glowed, his hazel eyes sparkled and his hair was damp and wavy from his shower.
And don’t even get me started on his body. He was wearing a black shirt which had the top few buttons undone, giving me a glorious glimpse of his chest. And the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows.
Jesus.
His forearms had no business looking that good.
My gaze dropped to his black shorts and then zeroed in on his crotch. I couldn’t believe that I’d had him naked on my bed, his enormous cock inches away from being buried inside me, and I’d run away.
I’d done a lot of stupid things in my life, but that was definitely ranking near the top right now.
I wouldn’t be making that mistake again.
‘Hey.’ As he leant down his gorgeous scent surrounded me and when he kissed me on my cheek, shockwaves raced through every part of me.
‘Hi,’ I smiled, fighting the urge to giggle like a teenage girl who’d just been kissed by her crush.
‘You two are adorbs!’ Sammie said. ‘The film will start in an hour. In the meantime, there’s burgers and hot dogs being served at the BBQ so help yourself and don’t forget to grab a tray and load up on cocktails, popcorn and snacks for the film. You’re on bed number three.’
‘Cool, thanks,’ Jake said.
‘I’ll leave you two to it!’ Sammie grinned. Once she was out of earshot, Jake turned to me.
‘You good?’ he asked.
‘I’m great, actually. Thanks for earlier. I’m feeling much better.’
‘Glad to hear it. Wanna grab a bite to eat? I’m starving.’
* * *
An hour later we were on our daybed with a tray of snacks fit for royalty. The Love Hotel really knew how to pull out the stops.
As Pretty Woman appeared on the screen, everyone cheered, whilst I wondered whether the universe had been listening to my conversation with Vanessa and was trying to send me a message to go for it with Jake.
‘Classic,’ I said. ‘Have you seen it?’
‘Yep,’ Jake said.
‘Funnily enough, I was just talking about this film to my best friend,’ I whispered, conscious that I didn’t want to disturb anyone.
‘Yeah? What were you saying?’
‘I was just telling her about…’ I paused.
Maybe mentioning what Vanessa had said about me being the female version of Richard Gere, using Jake for my pleasure, wasn’t a good idea.
I was sure he’d be cool about it considering he offered to help me get back in the saddle, but I decided against it, ‘just how we’d seen some of the places on the tour the other day,’ I said, which was partly true.
Jake propped himself up on his elbow and looked into my eyes with such intensity he could probably see the cogs in my brain turning.
‘So did you think about what I said earlier, about putting me to use? I could be the male equivalent of Julia Roberts. Although I can’t give you a relationship, at least I could make your investment worth your while.’
That was exactly what Vanessa and I had said.
‘I did think about it.’
‘And?’
‘And I’d like to try. But can we take it slow? I’m still nervous.’
‘We can go as slow as you want.’ He stroked my cheek. ‘Just let me know when you’re ready.’
‘I’m ready,’ I answered quickly.
‘Halle!’ he whisper-shouted, then clutched his chest in mock-shock. ‘Are you telling me you want me to fuck you here on this bed with all these people around us? It’s true what they say about the quiet ones!’
Jake laughed and I pushed the elbow he was leaning on, so he fell flat on the bed.
‘Hey!’ he said. ‘You’ll have to pay for that!’
He sat up, pulled the curtains round at the front, so there was just a thin slit showing the screen, then climbed on top of me, pinning my hands up by the side of my head.
I swallowed hard and goosebumps erupted across my skin.
‘I didn’t mean…’
‘Don’t worry. I’m not going to get my dick out here. No matter how much I know you want to beg me to,’ he teased. ‘You said you wanted to take things slowly, which is exactly what we’re gonna do. There’s a lot of things we can do without full intercourse. What do you say we start with a kiss?’
I nodded quickly.
Jake crushed his lips onto mine and I whimpered.
God. He was such a good kisser. Our mouths moved in perfect harmony and when he slid his tongue inside and flicked it against mine, I felt like I’d just been catapulted straight to heaven.
‘Can I touch you?’ he asked.
‘Yes.’
‘Let me get a blanket.’ He reached across the bed, unfolded the blanket then covered me with it, placing it just below my neck.
My heart thudded against my chest. I was desperate to know where he was going to touch me first.
Jake slid his hand underneath the blanket, trailing it from the back of my knees, upwards, and as it dipped between my thighs and his fingertips skimmed my clit, my stomach somersaulted and my horny vagina tingled with anticipation. I bucked against his hand, craving more.
‘Fuck, you’re so wet. Can I feel you, properly?’
‘Yes,’ I panted.
Jake’s fingers moved underneath my knickers and as they made contact with my bare clit, I threw my head back and bit my tongue, fighting the urge to cry out.
Hell yeah.
That was exactly where I wanted him to touch me.
‘Jesus, that feels incredible,’ I said as he started circling my clit. He lifted his fingers away and out of the blanket and I almost wept. ‘What are you doing?’ I protested, still being careful not to raise my voice too much.
‘I needed to taste you,’ he said before sliding his wet fingers in his mouth and licking them clean. ‘Knew it,’ he declared.
‘Knew what?’ I said, struggling for breath.
‘I knew you’d taste fucking delicious. I can’t wait to feast on you properly,’ he whispered in my ear. ‘But for now, unless you have any objections, I’m gonna fuck you with my fingers and give you your first orgasm of the night.’
I was already soaked for him, but hearing that made a dam burst in my knickers.
He was confident, but something told me he had the skills to back it up.
‘Do it,’ I said.
‘Good girl,’ Jake said. I’d always cringed when I read that saying in books, but right now hearing those words felt so hot. ‘The film is great, but we’ve both seen it already and I promise you, you’ll enjoy this performance a lot more.’
Jake slid his hand back under the blanket.
‘Lift up.’ He tugged at my dress. ‘I’m about to make you even wetter, and seeing as you have to walk out of this place later, it’s better if your dress doesn’t get soaked too.’
I did as he said and he pushed my dress up around my waist. After he’d moved my knickers to the side, Jake started circling my clit again and as my body melted against his hand, revelling in the sensations, he slid two fingers inside me.
A loud moan flew from my mouth before I had the chance to stop it. Thankfully it came just as something louder happened on the screen so hopefully no one noticed.
‘You feel so good, baby.’
As Jake continued fucking me with his fingers, hitting spots I didn’t even know existed, I swear my eyes rolled into the back of my head and my body felt like it’d been set on fire.
He couldn’t have been doing this for more than a few minutes and I already felt like I was on the verge of coming. How was that even possible?
Holy shit.
For some reason, whenever I thought about fingering, I had visions of my first boyfriend, fumbling around in my knickers in my bedroom after college when my parents were at work. But this was light years away from those amateur experiences.
Jake was lavishing my clit with attention whilst simultaneously moving his fingers inside me so skilfully, I wondered if he’d been tutored by a sex guru.
And he was definitely making sure he lived up to his rockstar status, because he was playing my body like a fucking master musician.
When Jake slid a third finger inside me and circled my clit harder and faster, I knew I wouldn’t last.
‘Oh, God, yes,’ I panted. ‘I’m… I’m, I can’t hold on.’
‘Come for me, Halle,’ he whispered in my ear and the sensation of his sweet warm breath on my neck brought me even closer to the edge.
Jake curled his fingers inside me and I felt the wave building and building and…
‘Oh, fuck!’ I brought my hand up to my mouth just in time.
As my orgasm detonated, I bit down on my hand to stifle what I was certain would’ve been a feral scream.
My chest was heaving and my head was spinning. Eventually I removed my hand from my mouth. I’d bitten down on it so hard I wouldn’t be surprised if I’d drawn blood.
‘You good?’ Jake said as he slowly slid his fingers out.
‘More than good,’ I replied, struggling to catch my breath.
‘So, just to be clear, you came for real, right? This wasn’t a When Harry Met Sally situation, because I’m pretty sure you told me that women were great at faking it and a man wouldn’t know.’
My eyes flicked open and when I looked at Jake he had a devilish smile on his face.
‘I’m pretty sure you know that I came for real.’ I rolled my eyes.
‘Yep,’ he smirked. ‘I felt it with my own fingers.’ He waved them in the air triumphantly.
They were drenched and I could see that he took that as a badge of honour.
And just like he’d done before, he brought them to his mouth, poked out his tongue and licked every finger clean like he’d just finished devouring a box of southern fried chicken.
If the man could make me come like that just with his hand, imagine the things that he could do with his dick and his tongue.
And as much as I wanted to watch one of my favourite romcoms on the beach under the stars, now that my desire had been awoken after so long, I was desperate to skip the film and drag Jake to my room so that I could find out if it would be as amazing as I’d pictured it…