Chapter 7 #2
“After you,” said Jackie, a smile taking over her thin face.
I stepped out of the elevator and felt her stepping a little too close behind me.
My feet came to an instant stop as I gasped, staring out through the large window of the vast ocean in front of us.
In the corner of the room was a bar that looked like a smaller replica of the one downstairs, bottles piled to the ceiling with two white velvet chairs facing into each other.
Jackie walked straight towards the bar. To the right of me was a large piano, just like the one I saw in the corner of the restaurant in Henry’s building.
I made a mental note to find out how well he could actually play.
Standing a meter in front of me was the largest round bed, full porn star style that overlooked the vast water outlook in front of Henry’s island.
I didn’t know what else to do other than to laugh.
Laugh out loud with absolute joy because this was my life, this was my reality, and I was standing right in the middle of it.
I ran towards the bed, jumping into the middle of it, letting my body soak into the softest mattress.
I was lying amongst the clouds, the clouds of a penthouse, on my soon-to-be boyfriend’s private island.
This memory right here would be locked inside my mind forever.
How I had positioned myself on the bed, like a dead snow angel, even caused a laugh out of Jackie’s lips.
At first, I thought that she was stiff, monotone.
But maybe she just needed some warming up to me, because without even asking she had made me a margarita and was serving it to me.
I pulled myself off the bed, taking the glass off her.
I checked my stomach, forgetting that there was still some fresh blood pouring out of me and could have stained the fresh white sheets.
Not that that would have mattered to Henry or Jackie, not when they used white silk as nothing but a bloody rag.
I double checked the sheets, thankful that they looked clean as I took a sip from my drink. Holy shit. It was a bloody good marg.
“This is incredible, thank you so much! Can I make you one?” There was no way I was going to make a marg as good as this one, but with a bar as extensive as what was in this room, I could at least give it a red-hot crack.
She smiled warmly at me and shook her head. “Miss Molly, you are the guest here. You don’t need to be making drinks for me. I’ll show you the bathroom and then I’ll get out of your hair,” she said as she pointed towards a door behind the piano.
I followed her over as she unlocked the door and kept it open, revealing a very bright room, that almost blinded me.
“Oh my God,” I said out loud as I stepped into the fully lit room.
It was on the side of the building and all the walls, even the roof to the bathroom was glass.
I saw the entire inland of the island, the sun shining bright down above us.
The floor was gold tiles. There was a small shower in the corner and a large round bath that sunk down into the floor, that was filled with flower petals.
The room smelled like lavender. “This is stunning.”
“I’m glad that you like it. I hope you don’t mind, the petals are frangipani, and the essential oils that we used was lavender. I did send Henry an email asking what you would prefer but he didn’t get back to me.”
“No, this is stunning, this is amazing! Can I take a bath now?” I asked.
“Of course you can. And it’s not like anyone is around, but just so you know, the glass has been fitted out so that you can only see out not in.
It’s Henry’s specialty. He likes to look up at the stars and bathe sometimes.
” Of course he did. She could imagine his naked body lying in this bath, looking up at the constellations above him.
It didn’t get any hotter than that. But just as my body began to tingle, my stomach churned and instantly I felt sick.
Remembering the story of his parents and how similarly it seemed linked to mine. Was that why he looked up at the stars?
“I’ll leave you to it,” said Jackie as she opened a cupboard to the right of us and passed me two warm towels.
“All towels, toiletries, anything that you need will be in here, and I’ve also organized the wardrobe which is just outside of the bathroom to the right.
Just press the round button twice and it should open for you.
If there’s anything else that you need you will notice keypads fitted on the walls in every room.
Just dial one and then you will get a direct line to me. ”
“Thank you, Jackie, this is amazing. Really thank you!”
She nodded and disappeared from the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
I went to the edge of the bath and took in the greenery surrounding me.
It had been so long since I had been around any nature, let alone this much.
Even just looking out at it I felt a level of calm that I had only felt since meeting Henry.
The thought of taking my clothes off, diving into this bath, I felt like the queen of this island.
I was Jane to his Tarzan. I slipped my top off and threw it onto the ground beside me. So incredibly freeing.
Dipping my toe into the water, I jumped back when I heard the door behind me. My heart stopped. Shocked to see Henry standing in the doorway.
“What are you doing here?” I said, half choking on my words.
I didn’t mean to come across rude. I just wasn’t expecting him to come in here.
The plan was that I would meet him for lunch, but now he was here, standing in front of me and I was shirtless, in my plain nude bra.
But as I stood frozen, his eyes didn’t even drift down from mine.
“Sorry I…” His face was still, voice a stutter.
“I wasn’t ummm…” He gulped, and I knew I was sick but watching him stutter just made me even more horny.
Maybe this moment could be something, fuck the bra I was wearing.
I could at least make this a tease. I was here, and there was no turning back now.
“What? You weren’t expecting me to be standing here without my top on in the bathroom?” I asked.
Henry’s cheeks turned bright pink, staring down at the ground.
But a slight chuckle escaped his mouth. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was expecting.
I wasn’t thinking at all. I literally just came in here to get your shirt washed for you before it stained,” he said, looking back up at me briefly, his eyes were still very cautious to look anywhere lower than mine.
He took a couple of steps closer to me, the closer he got, the more my heart pounded, and my body began to heat. He stood in front of me, carefully leaning down to pick up the shirt I just dropped next to me.
“Is that all you want?” I said, standing still and watching his every move.
I was playing with fire, but I couldn’t help it.
I loved it. And watching the way he paused, his eyes lost in thought for a second pondering my words.
Oh, what I would give to know all the things that were running through his mind.
We were once again locked in our vortex, the eye gaze that I felt like I could not ever bring myself out of, and I never wanted to.
Unless it was because he wanted to wrap his arms around me, kiss me passionately, first my lips, then my neck as his cool hands ran over my body, undressing me before he lifted me up and took me right here in the bath behind me.
I could almost hear myself screaming out in ecstasy, looking up at the clouds.
I was too lost in my vision, too caught up in what I thought was about to happen, the last thing that I imagined was what was actually going on right in front of me.
Henry took my shirt in both hands, spreading out the red blood stain and lifting it to his lips.
He took one last look at me, before tilting his head down, closing his eyes.
The red stain disappeared into his mouth.
He sucked it up in an instant, his lips moving around the cotton like my blood was the best thing that he had ever put in his mouth.
Better than chocolate cake, and even though his eyes were closed, I was certain that they were rolling around in the back of his head right now, the crease in his brow gave away the ecstasy running through him.
When he finally took the shirt out of his mouth, he tipped his head back, gasping for air and letting out a small moan.
He then looked back at me with the most intensely clear eyes I had ever seen from him.
“What is this?” I said confused, frozen.
I didn’t know what to do or think. My logical mind told me to think this was weird.
But the way he looked when he sucked the blood stain on my shirt, I couldn’t help but repeat the image in my mind.
He was devouring it, licking up every little piece of it.
He loved it, and I mean really loved it.
The thought just made my hips want to rock towards him uncontrollably.
If he could do that with one stain, imagine what he could do to me.
This was all kinds of sick. It was wrong.
Wasn’t it? What even was it? And why did I weirdly love it?
“Is this where you tell me you’re a vampire?
” I muttered, still waiting for a reply.
But that broke his intensity, his lips curving up as he let out a slight chuckle.
Oh God, I wanted him so damn bad. I was confused as hell, but it didn’t stop the fire in between my legs.
He tucked my shirt into the back of his jeans, then placed his hands on either side of my hips.
He gripped me tightly and pulled me into him.
This was where my silly little game ended.
I had no control over this. It didn’t matter anyway.
He had already shown me the rose, he wanted me, he wanted this, he wanted us, and this was the moment I would give him exactly that. All of me. The best of me.
Henry’s lips pressed against mine, and it felt like there had been worlds and lifetimes between the last passionate kiss that I received from him, even though it was only last night.
Finally, I could taste him again. I missed his peppermint mouth, his strong tongue.
But how he was gripping my hips right now, this was more intense than I have ever experienced.
His lips moved to my cheek, sucking on the end of my ear lobe, gently kissing my neck.
This wasn’t just him. I had never felt like this with anyone before.
Holding myself back felt wrong, stupid even.
Why would I deny myself of the thing that I wanted the most, particularly when it was standing right in front of me?
I was his. My mind became lost in the sensation of his lips slowly moving down to the tops of my breasts.
I waited for him to release one of his hands from the tight hold of my hips, to unhook my bra and show myself to him completely.
But instead, he dropped down in front of me.
Hands gripping my hips, his head level to my belly button.
Maybe he was skipping my bra, heading straight to button on the top of my denim shorts.
But he wasn’t going close to my pants. He was holding me tight, and his mouth was now sucking hard onto the soft rose pricked skin above my belly button, sucking up any tiny bit of blood that was left.
Just as I had watched him devour my shirt, he was devouring me, and now I couldn’t contain myself.
I threw my head back, moaning out loud as my hips rocked.
Henry tried his hardest to keep them still, but they couldn’t be contained.
The wetness of his mouth, my soft sensitive skin as he sucked me, leaving me wet in more ways than one.
Then he pushed himself away from me, letting go of my hips, still on his knees in front of me, catching his breath until he slowly made his way to his feet.
He wiped his mouth. He’d stolen all the words and the air from mine.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to get carried away, this wasn’t what this was meant to be about,” he said, so calmly as if there wasn’t anything slightly strange and equally sexy about whatever the hell that was.
I didn’t want to talk right now, I didn’t want to think.
I wanted him to show me where he was planning on taking it from here.
But by the look on his face, the serious yet sexy well-mannered version of Henry was back.
And, fuck, he was going to leave me here like this. Thank God I packed Lily.
He stood still waiting for an answer, But the only thing that I could think of saying was…
“Have you got a thing for blood?” I asked.
Should I have said that? I heard of the term “blood play,” but whatever that actually meant was a bit beyond me.
Surely there was something very unsanitary about it.
But there was the way that he licked me, not the way he sucked me, and held me passionately like I was his favorite drink, his most intoxicating drink.
“I find it… nice,” he said. “But maybe that’s a conversation that we can have over lunch.
Because I would love to know more about all the things that you find…
nice.” He bit his bottom lip as he let go and took a step back.
“Enjoy your bath, I’ll see you downstairs for lunch.
” My shirt was still in his hand as he lifted it up in the air.
“I’ll get this properly cleaned up for you too. ”