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2012 ©Heather Lane
New Year Nookie
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Dedication:
I dedicate this to my husband. He is one hot ticket! Happy New Year, baby… this year is #11.
New Year Nookie
The New Year was approaching quick, and Sasha Morton was tired of the same-old boring routine. Each year, she would go to her sister Karen’s house and ring in the New Year with her and her family. Which, in all honesty, was fun… She was Aunty-Sasha, after all… but, she never had anyone to kiss… Well, she did, but she didn’t count little Michael and his sloppy, wet kisses, however much she liked them.
Her sister called her earlier that afternoon with the usual Mac-n-Cheese request. She made it every New Year, and she also brought the celebratory famous Margarita mix. At the stroke of midnight, the adults would have their drink, and the kids would have a chocolate milkshake. It was a lot of fun to be a part of the Thomas family, but it was high time that she started her own. She didn’t think it was ever going to happen, and since she literally had a week left to go, it was definitely not going to happen.
Sasha glanced at her coffee table, noticing the stack of colorful magazines. On top, as if a sign from God, she saw the ad for Sandals Cruises. A minute later, she was avidly perusing the internet, looking at the website listed on the magazine ad… Twenty minutes later, she had booked a cruise to the Bahamas, and now was starting to pack. She would call her sister when she was 1000 miles up.
The Airport was a madhouse. She shouldn’t be surprised; after all… with three days until the big ball drop, people were out traveling to their families, either to or from Christmas. New Years was huge in New York City, and the airport showed. She lived twenty minutes from Rockefeller center, and she couldn’t think of a better place to get away from. People that weren’t from New York couldn’t understand the suffocating feeling that she got around this time. The amount of people that came just to watch a ball drop was unreal. Tens of thousands, probably millions, gathered in the square, ready to kiss that special someone, or not so special… She was ready to go halfway across the world just to escape it.
“Ticket, please,” the agent said. She took the ticket from Sasha and checked it against her id. “Do you have any bags to check?”
“Yeah, I have one,” Sasha said, putting it on the bag counter. The suitcase was a gift from her sister this Christmas. It was a cute, Louis Vuitton, and had to have cost her a fortune. Karen always had great taste and passed on the wealth at Christmas.
“Ok, you are at Gate B, on Concourse C. Your plane is running on time,” the agent said as she handed the pass and her license back.
“Thank you! Have a great New Year!” Sasha said. The woman looked unimpressed. As Sasha made her way to Concourse C, she spotted a Starbucks, Urban Outfitters, and a Banana Republic. She had an hour until her plane took off, so it was time to start the vacation, and her first stop. Starbucks.
After a Venti Machiatto and a chocolate scone, she was ready to get out of dodge. Gate B was right outside of the café, and she moved swiftly through the crowd to get to a seat. She felt like a million dollars for the first time in a while. But, she also felt bad. Karen and the kids were going to be disappointed. But she had to admit, the only good thing about herself was the Margarita’s that she brought… the Mac-n-Cheese was horrible. She didn’t even think poor Michael and Sophie could stand the taste. Karen was always supportive of her and her ways; she didn’t get a cooking gene, nor did she get the mother gene. She was the fun Aunt, the life of the party… The only problem was, she did a great job of hiding that she didn’t have one.
“Hi, seat taken?” A gorgeous brunette said as she pulled her tote towards her.
“No, go ahead.” Sasha moved her bag in between her legs and put her pass back in her purse. She had thirty minutes until departure, and she didn’t want to give fate the chance to take it away from her.
“Thanks, same thing every year. This place is worse than a zoo!” she said smiling, then held out her hand. “Hi, I’m Heather Anne.”
Sasha smiled and returned the gesture. “Sasha Morton. Nice to meet you.”
“Going to meet some family in Fort Lauderdale?”
“Ah, no. I’m getting far away from everything. Fort Lauderdale is the only stop, then straight to the boarding dock…. I’m going on a cruise.”
Heather’s eyes lit up, “Ah, me, too! I just graduated from NYU… I’m taking a break before I go back for my Masters.”
“Oh, wow! Congratulations. Class of 2001 here. I have a journalism degree…”
“Fantastic! So, how is it out in the real world? I’ve been dying to ask someone who will tell me like it is.”
Sasha laughed, “Well, it’s interesting. Of course I have a great career… “
“Of course… the kind of money it cost to go to NYU, I sure as hell hope so.”
“Yeah, you got that right. But, I’m… well, I’m ready to get the whole family thing started…”
“But, you don’t have someone in mind?”
“You got it.”
FLIGHT 1018 to Fort Lauderdale is boarding now. Seats 123-153, please have your pass and id ready.”
Heather looked down, so did Sasha.
“Well, that’s me,” Heather said, “Good luck! And… I hope you find what you’re looking for!”
“Oh, you, too… and congrats again on school!” Heather walked to the front, handing her pass and id over to the flight attendant. Sasha watched as she boarded the plane, thinking that in less than two hours she would be in a rental car on her way to paradise.
20 minutes later the plane had taken to turbulence. Sasha hadn’t been on a plane in years, so this particular part didn’t seem like a laughing matter. The little child behind her didn’t think so either. She had to rethink motherhood. The kid had to have had large lungs. Either that, or someone had taken to murdering him on the airplane. It was so loud. It didn’t seem to bother any of the people around them either. A few people made smiles at the parents, and others just put their headphones on. It was hard for Sasha, however, she was worried that she may miss something from over the intercom, so she just stared straight ahead, trying to ignore it. The man that she sat next to had been asleep the entire time, so he was no help. From what she could tell, he was a tall man. He smelled great, which was always a plus in a confined area. His face was a mystery since he was turned toward the window, with a hat firmly hanging over it. She wished she had a hat.
After an hour of flying, Sasha stretched her arms, accidently bumping into the stranger next to her.
“Ouch,” a male voice said.
Sasha turned towards it, “I’m so…”
“It’s ok, I was only kidding. Sorry for being so rude; I needed the shut eye… Busy weekend ahead of me.” He smiled and held out his hand, “I’m Jake. Jake Simms.”
His smile was intoxicating. He was absolutely gorgeous. Thick brown hair, gorgeous chocolate eyes, and the most beautiful, white teeth that she had ever seen. She thought about her own appearance, and cringed. His smile grew bigger.
“What?” he said.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m Sasha.” She held out her hand to his. “Nice to meet you.” When their hands touched, it was like magic. Heat suffused her cheeks, and she instantly felt it between her legs. Whoa… that hasn’t happened before.
“You nervous?” he said, smiling again. The way he did it unnerved her, he could tell.
“I’m… fine,” she scoffed, pulled her hand from his and fixed the hair above her brow. “I don’t fly often.” She hoped that her answer would throw him off her scent.
“Really, so that’s it?”
Obviously it didn’t work. “Yes, why… are you nervous?”
“Not at all. I couldn’t be further from it. I’m sitting on an airplane beside a beautiful woman, I’m on vacation for the next six days, and I’m single. The New Year is looking up.”
Sasha laughed. “Why thank you, I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should, of course… are you attached?”
She never liked that term. Attached… she wasn’t a carry on, she wasn’t some visious disease. “To what?” she said coyly.
“Ah, I think you know what I mean?”
Sasha laughed again. “I have no idea,” she said, flicking a piece of lint off of her shoulder. He turned towards her in the seat and smiled wide.
“Ah, Sasha… to a man… but I can see that you are not… so, I’m ahead.”
“You are confident, aren’t you?” She couldn’t believe she was flirting with this guy. She was hours away from a singles cruise, and she was flirting with the first guy that she had laid eyes on… She was pathetic, although, the guy was sex on two feet.
He reached out and moved a hair that escaped her pony-tail. “I’m very confident. I know when I see something I like.”
Sasha swallowed. His voice was so hot, and it had been so long since she had sex. Good sex, any sex. Mile high club anyone? She shooed his hand away, “And I know when I’m being played like a Violin.”
Jake tilted his head back and laughed. “Honey, if I play you, you will know it.”
“I bet.”
Attention passengers we are now making our decent into the Fort Lauderdale Airport. We ask you to return to your seats and put your seatbelts on. All flights are right on schedule, and the weather is a hot 80 degrees. Enjoy your stay and have a safe and Happy New Year, and thank you for flying Seaward Air.
Jake smiled and put his seatbelt in place, watching Sasha as she did the same. She was beautiful. Her blonde hair was up in a haphazard pony-tail, with strands of hair breaking free. Her eyes were a striking blue, and her breasts, from what he could see, were fantastic.
Jake needed this vacation. He had been working 80 hours a week for three months now. He was completely burnt out. Being an architect sucked something awful. If something were to go right, he would be shocked. Right now his business was successful, but the amount of work that he brought to himself was nothing short of stupid. He was busy all of the time, and had absolutely no social life, unless you counted hanging out with the builders drinking beer after hours. He saw the blonde in the airport when he first boarded the plane. She looked happy sitting there waiting for the plane. The first thing he noticed was her finger. No ring. Then, he heard what she said to the girl sitting beside her. She was going on a cruise. He had hoped right then that she was going on the same one as he. If so, she was going to be awfully surprised.
“So, meeting family?” Jake said, knowing that she wasn’t.
“Oh, no… I’m actually travelling away from them. I’m going on a cruise.”
“Really? Me, too,” he said smiling.
“You’re going on a cruise? Which one?” she asked slowly. There had to be a god somewhere that she could thank. This guy not only smelled like lust, but he was the hottest thing on two legs that she had seen in a while, and not only that, he seemed to like her as well.
“Why don’t you tell me which one you’re going on…?” He smiled.
The plane started its decent on the tarmac, shaking the plane a little. “I don’t think so. I don’t know who you are... you could be some kind of creeper.”
Jake laughed again. “I’m not a creeper, and you know me, I’m Jake Simms.”
“Well, Jake Simms, it was nice to meet you.”
“You already said that,” Jake said, making her smile.
“I surely did.”
Forty minutes later Sasha was standing in line at Hertz. She needed to get her car. It was included in the price of the cruise package. As she stood there she felt the fine hairs on the back of her neck. When she turned she smelled his cologne. He was standing right behind her with that cocky grin of his. He was tall. He was sexy. And if she were to guess, he was going on the same cruise.
“So, we meet again,” Jake said. He leaned against the wall adjacent to the counter. He was wearing a pair of form fitting Levis. They hugged all the right places.
She felt the heat suffuse her cheeks once more. “You keep following me. You lost?” she joked. “I’m sure I can find someone to call your mommy and daddy for you.”
“I could just go home with you. You look like a safe bet.”
“I’m… I…”
“Ma’am here are
the keys for your car, your insurance information… in case of an
accident, and all of the return information is here in this folder.”
The agent handed her the paperwork and keys and moved on to Jake.
“Thank you, I’ll… Thanks.”
Jake smiled once more. “Have fun on your trip. Remember to let your hair down.”
“I... you, too,” she said, then walked out the door with her keys in hand. She was going to do just that.
Chapter 2
Sasha unpacked her bags quickly, wanting to look out on the horizon before the sun set. The cabin was small. It definitely wasn’t luxurious. Her budget wouldn’t have allowed it, but it was a vacation all the same. She was so excited to be there that she forgot to call her sister. Pulling out her cell phone, she called her.
“Hey, where are you? I tried calling a few hours ago, but I kept getting your voicemail. The kids can’t wait for your famous Mac-n-Cheese.”
Sasha laughed. “Well, Kar, we all know that you are lying. The Mac-n-Cheese isn’t fit for rats, and I’m not coming over tonight.”
Karen paused then continued, “What do you mean?”
“Well, I’m not in town,” she said slowly. “I’m… well, I’m somewhere in Florida…heading…”
“What do you mean you are somewhere in Florida?” her sister interrupted.
“Well, I… Karen, I love you, but I needed to get out of there. I needed a break.”
“Sasha, what aren’t you telling me?” she asked. Her husband now came around the corner, with concern in his eyes.
“Nothing, I just need to start doing things on my own. I really needed a break. Work has been rough lately, and I wanted to get out of New York. I decided to take a singles cruise.”
Karen couldn’t have been more shocked if she tried. “A singles cruise? Oh my god, Sasha! That will be so nice for you!” Karen’s husband smiled and leaned in to listen to the conversation.
“I know. I thought it would be fun. I never thought of doing this, but… as much as I love Michael’s kisses, I needed to get a little one on one action with a man over the age of 4.”
Karen laughed, “Well, I know what you mean. I love my little boy, too… but it’s nothing like my hubby.”Her husband smiled at her and swatted her rear. “Me, too,” he chimed in… “except for I need Karen. Thanks for not coming over this year,” he said laughing. “I’ll get some Karen-time.”
“Oh my god. I didn’t need to hear that, Jon, but thanks!” Sasha laughed again and walked over to her suitcase. “I’ll be back next weekend. Take pictures of the kids.”
“We will, and don’t forget to call me and let me know if you’ve met someone!”
Sasha rolled her eyes. She had met someone. Too bad he wasn’t on the ship. Or was he? “I won’t. Love you.”
After she hung up she checked the itinerary. Tonight was a masquerade ball for New Years Eve. She picked up the sequined mask and smiled. This was going to be fun.
JAKE HADN’T SEEN HER ALL NIGHT. She must not have been on this particular cruise. Go figure. He should have known that someone as beautiful as her wouldn’t have needed a singles cruise. He felt like an idiot in the Zorro costume. Two ladies he walked by thought he was Don Juan, another thought he was a cruise ship waiter, and spouted off her drink order. This was a dumb idea. He should’ve just asked the blonde for her phone number. Shaking his head he started to walk towards the ballroom’s exit. A woman with the most gorgeous legs that he had ever seen crossed the threshold. Hello, Cleopatra! It may not have been the blonde that he was looking for, but the woman was certainly fetching, well what he could see.
Just as Sasha was about to leave the party and go back to her room, she stepped back into the ballroom and came in contact with Zorro. Tall, mysterious, and he came with his own cloak and sword. Mama, he was sexy. Jake who? If she were honest with herself, she should have gotten his number. But, as her sister said, this was a time for fun, and she needed to find a man to kiss at midnight. This guy had the lips of a God.
“Hi,” she said. What would Cleopatra do? She asked herself. She curtsied.
He laughed. “Aw, Cleopatra, I’m…”
“Zorro,” she said breathless. It was ridiculous, but ever since she saw Antonio Banderas in those leather pants she dreamed of getting him out of them. This guy, well… he looked like he could fill those pants out quite well.
Jake chuckled. “Yes, what do you think of this cape?” he asked, then brought it up, and pulled his hand to the tip of his hat and bowed. Cleopatra laughed and he stepped closer, bringing his arm up. “Want to dance?”
“Yes.”
The dancing started out innocently enough. As they felt their way through, their bodies became closer, and the beating of their hearts matched. Sasha felt as if she was on fire. Twenty minutes of dancing close was enough, she leaned in and whispered into his ear.
“Let’s get out of here,” she said.
Jake could feel her breath on his ear. Her voice sent a chill down his spine. He nodded, taking her hand in his. “Where to?”
“Let’s go to my room,” she said.
Walking down the hall, Sasha couldn’t believe her behavior. She didn’t even know what the man looked like. All she could think was how well their bodies fit together on the dance floor. They were practically having sex out there. Her body was on fire, and she wanted him on her, in her, and over her. She couldn’t take it anymore. When they got to her door, she gave him the keys and he opened it. As soon as he stepped in she pushed him against the door. She watched a lot of porn. She knew what she wanted from the moment she saw him. She wanted him on his back. He moved his hands up her sides, cupping her breasts above the cotton of her costume. He circled her nipples with his thumb and forefinger, pinching and pulling. She moaned.
“What’s your name?” he breathed, moving his hands up to the side of her head. He was moving them to untie her mask.
“No, leave it on,” she ordered. Her heart was slamming against her chest.
“Why? Don’t you want to see?” he asked.
“It doesn’t matter. I want you. I’ve never done anything like this before, and to be honest, I’m not sure I want you knowing what I look like.”
“I like everything I see so far…”
“Good.” She closed her eyes, letting his touch go right through her. His hands were in her hair now, and it felt incredible. “I like what I see of you, too.” She moved her manicured tip down his chest, grabbing a hold of his cock through his pants. “God, you feel incredible.”
Jake inhaled sharply. “I want you now.” He moved his skilled hands down the back of her head to the clasp of her dress. Undoing it, he pulled it down slowly, unveiling her shoulders. He kissed each one before revealing her breasts. She was wearing a black, lacy bra. Her nipples were beaded and ready for his touch. His tongue darted from his lips, finding their way to her peaks. Taking one in his mouth, the other was firmly between his thumb and forefinger. Sasha’s head went back, and her hair fell over her shoulders through the black wig. She stiffened. The wig had come off. Jake watched as it hit the floor, then looked up. That hair. Those eyes. It was her.
She went to move and Jake pushed her towards the bed. She moved along with him. There was no way that she was getting away from him now. Her taste was maddening. His cock felt harder. His heart was thrumming through his chest as he came upon her, pulling the dress over her hips and down her legs. He nearly died right then and there. She was wearing a black thong that matched the bra. Nothing but lace. “Aw fuck, you’re beautiful, Sasha.”
Sasha’s eyes widened, and she leaned up to take his mask off. “What did you say?”
Jake was an idiot. “I…”
“JAKE?”
Jake nodded.
“How did you…”
“Your hair. Your eyes…”
Sasha went to cover herself up, but Jake pushed her hands away. “Please, don’t do that. I was looking for you all evening. After you said you were going on a cruise, too, I had hoped that you were on this one. I just about gave up, but there you were. Only, I didn’t know it was you. You are… I want you so bad.”
Sasha couldn’t believe it. She leaned up and nipped his lip with her teeth. “Then what are you going to do about it?”
Jake smiled.
An hour later, Jake and Sasha made their way back to the party. It was two minutes before midnight. She felt sore in places that she didn’t know existed. Her breasts tingled, and her brain was muddled with thoughts of sex with Jake. He was incredible. And his body, well… she didn’t get nearly enough of it. She looked over at him; he was staring intently in another direction. Her eyes followed his and came into contact with a woman that was sitting alone on a bench near the restrooms. What the hell? He was just with her and now he was already checking out another woman?
“Are you kidding me?” she said without realizing it.
Jake snapped out of his revelry. “What?”
“You…. We….”
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! Everyone yelled, people were kissing all over the place, and Jake took Sasha in his arms and firmly planted one on her. Not thinking, she kissed him back once, before planting her knee in his crotch.
Jake kneeled over, holding his balls. “What the…”
“That’s for the wandering eye!” she said. She sounded like a nut, but for the sake of her own sanity, they did just have the best sex that she had ever had… twice.
Two days later
The cruise thus far turned out to be a bust. Since her frolicking two days ago, she hadn’t been out of her cabin, except for mealtimes. She didn’t go to any of the parties, or the lounge, she didn’t even gamble in the casino. She couldn’t get Jake out of her head. He knocked on her door half-a-dozen times since, but as maturity goes, she didn’t answer. She had finally met someone, threw caution to the wind, and he turned out to be just like her old boyfriend, Tommy. He had a wandering eye, too…
The ship was to dock in Nassau today. She had planned on going to the Straw Market and wanted to purchase some gifts for her niece and nephew. Since she was a no-show for New Years, she needed to make it up to them. She had to have finally lost her ever-loving mind. She should never have gone on a cruise, let alone had sex with a man that she knew all of less than 24 hours.
***
Jake walked over to the small child. The kid was all alone and crying. He couldn’t help himself; he didn’t want to see anything happen to the little guy. “Hey, bud, you okay?”
The little one looked up with big tears in his eyes, “I can’t find my mommy!” He looked around and held a toy car firmly in his hands, clutching it for dear life.
“Well, do you know where you lost her?” Jake looked to his left. He didn’t see any frantic women. Surely they would be crazed worrying about their child.
“I don’t know! I was standing next to her, and then she was gone.” He was sniffling now, and didn’t seem like he was getting enough air. Jake held out his hand.
“Why don’t we go over here and sit down. I have a phone. You can call your mother… Do you know her number?”
The boy shook his head. “I don’t know it.” He followed Jake over to the bench and waited.
Jake didn’t want anything to happen to the kid, but he knew if he didn’t get back soon he would miss dinner. “Well, do you live close to here?”
“No.” He cried some more.
“Making little kids cry now?” Sasha interrupted.
Jake turned his head in her direction. “Are you kidding me?” he said, looking at her intently. “I didn’t…”
“My mommy,” the little boy said, “where is she!” The kid blew into an all-out fit. Tears were really coming down now. Sasha’s eyes widened.
“Oh, honey,” she said kneeling down on one knee. “It’s okay.” She looked over to Jake. He was staring right back at her. “Where did you find him?”
“He was standing right there,” he said, pointing to 15 feet away. “He was crying then, too. I didn’t want some weirdo to pick him up and take him.”
Sasha smiled a thin line. Whatever Jake was, he was semi-decent. “Well, that’s good at least.”
“Sasha, I don’t know why you…”
“Jake, not now,” she warned, then looked back at the little boy. “Did your mommy say anything about what she wanted to do today? Were you trying on something when you walked away?”
The little boy nodded, then looked up. “She was trying on wrongs,” he said.
“Wrongs?” Jake echoed… He looked over to Sasha; she shrugged her shoulders.
“Okay, well… I don’t know what those are… Um, do you have a phone number?”
“He said that he didn’t know it,” Jake replied, looking sad. The poor kid had no idea where his mother was and she was probably losing her mind looking for him. Thousands of people traveled through the marketplace each day. “We are never going to make it back to the ship.”
Sasha looked down at her watch, “Well, there is no way that I am leaving him alone. I won’t do that. And, I don’t think it’s a good idea of taking him anywhere either. We should just stay put, unless you have someone you need to… see,” she snapped back.
“I don’t know what your problem is, Sash, but…”
“It’s Sasha, and I think you do.” The little boy looked up at Sasha. He turned his head like it was a verbal tennis match.
“Why do you women always talk in code?” he joked back.
“I, you know, Jake… I’m not going to dignify that with an answer.”
Jake laughed, shrugging his shoulders and crossed his arms. “I can do this all night, but I still don’t have a clue why you tried to take children out of the equation.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“You kneed me in
my boys; we just had a lovely night.”
“Oh, please? You call
that a lovely night? And you call your,” she cleared her throat.
There was a child present. She leaned in. “boys?” Jake laughed.
“Well, Sasha, I had no idea you were so… innocent.” He made quotations with his hands on the last remark and it annoyed her even more. She put one finger in his face, then backed away when she heard the horn from the cruise ship.
“Aw, fu…” she let the last of it slide off her tongue. “Now what are we going to do?” She worked her lip in-between her teeth. The ship had officially closed for the night, and they weren’t able to board.
“Well, I guess we are just going to have to stay here somewhere,” he said. His eyes told her everything. He wanted her… he knew it as well as she did.
“Oh, no… We aren’t doing anything together!” she fumed.
“Johnny!” a
woman’s voice called. “Where have you been?” The woman looked
from Sasha to Jake questionably. Sasha stood up, and Johnny put his
arms around his mommy.
“He was standing over there by himself.
We waited here with him,” Jake said smoothly. “I didn’t want
someone to take him.”
The woman turned off her glare and smiled warmly. “Thank you so much. I don’t know what I would have done. My son.” Tears came down the woman’s face as she hugged her little boy. “Johnny, you scared me!”
“I think he is a little scared, too,” Jake said. “I’m glad that you found us. We were starting to get worried, too.”
The woman smiled at Sasha and Jake. “Do you two have kids?” she asked.
Jake shook his head, Sasha just stood there. Shocked. “No, not yet,” he said smiling. Sasha turned her head so fast she looked like she just got whiplash from an accident.
“Well, you will know how I felt when I looked down and saw no Johnny. I’ve been looking for over an hour. I can’t tell you how relieved I am that such a lovely couple took care of my boy. Thank you so much.”
“We’re…” Sasha started.
“You’re welcome. It was no trouble at all. Take care, Johnny,” Jake said. Johnny nodded his head, still in his mother’s arms.
As they walked away, Sasha smacked him in the arm.
“Ow, Sasha, what was that for?”
“We are… what are you doing?” she questioned.
“I’m, wait a minute, don’t ask me what I’m doing… What are you doing? I was sitting there minding my own business when you came along questioning me. And now, all of a sudden, I’m a jerk again. I just saved that kid’s life.” Jake walked a little faster, carrying a small bag in his hand.
“What’s in the bag?” she asked, trying to get a peek.
Jake smiled. “None of your concern,” he said. She leered at him, and took it right out of his hand. “Hey!”
“What is it?” she asked again, before opening the bag. A small, black leather box was sitting at the bottom. A ring box.
“What is this? Is this for that woman that you were gawking at?”
“What are you talking about?” Jake said, snatching the bag back out of her hand.
“The woman, on New Year’s Eve?” she rolled her eyes. Apparently he was dense, or he just wanted to hear her say it. “The woman that you were staring at after we just had sex.”
“What?” Jake said, then stopped. He remembered now, then laughed. “So, that’s what you were mad at?”
“Oh, don’t try to fool me, Jake. I know we’re not together or anything, but call me crazy…”
“Crazy,” Jake interrupted.
Sasha’s eyes narrowed and she went to slap him.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he said. He continued his jaunt, making his way to the beach. It was getting dark now, and he didn’t feel like making a public scene.
“Oh, really? And what are you going to do about it?”
Jake turned fast, putting his hands on either side of her face. “This,” he said planting a kiss on her lips, nearly knocking her over into the sand.
Sasha was instantly pissed. She didn’t miss this time. Her hand cracked him loud on the side of the face. His cheek was red with her handprint.
Jake smacked her back. “What the fuck, Sasha?”
“Ah!” she said, and smacked him once more, this time it connected with his mouth. She stepped back as he went to grab her. “I can’t believe you just slapped me!” she said outraged.
“You smacked me!”
“Don’t you know you aren’t supposed to smack a girl!” she screamed.
Luckily for him, there weren’t any people around. Luckily for her, there weren’t any people around. “I didn’t smack a girl,” he seethed. “Sasha that really hurt?”
She smiled at that. “It stung my hand.”
“That’s it. You’re a smart ass!” he said, grabbing her and pulling her down to the sand. She went to knee him, but he rolled over. He was now on top of her, straddling her waist.
“What do you think you’re doing?”Sasha raved.
“I’m waiting for an answer! Why the hell are you doing this? I thought we… connected for Christ Sake!”
“Oh, there is only one way we connected, and I don’t want to do that anymore.”
“Why the hell not?” he asked, perplexed that she was acting this way. He was already half-way hard for her. He knew that she was turned on. He could see the evidence as it pressed against her shirt.
“You are just like
any other man, looking for a good time.”
“That’s bullshit
and you know it! I don’t know what brand of crazy you bought into,
but I’m not buying it. You were into me on New Year’s Eve, you
know it, and I know it.”
She tried to move, but she gave up; she looked up at him and gave him ‘the look’.
“What are you…”
“You know what I want, Jake…” she said playfully.
Jake’s cock jumped. “What?”
“I said, you know what I want…”
Jake moved his hands to her face and moved in, then felt the familiar jab to his crotch. She moved as he rolled to his side. He grabbed her foot, knocking her into the sand. She smacked him across the face once more. He leaned in, and it happened. Her hits turned into claw marks. They made their way down his back. His shirt was torn first. Then hers.
Sasha moaned in his mouth as his tongue danced with hers. She was so incredibly turned on by him, that she couldn’t think straight. He moved down her neck, licking her skin, tasting her. She could feel her pulse through her center as he moved down her shoulders, then onto her breasts.
His hands moved to each, centering on her nipples, where his hands pulled and pinched. Making each hardened bud, delight in his touch. Sasha’s hands moved to his hair pushing his head down to where she wanted his mouth. When she felt his breath on her breasts she shivered.
Jake couldn’t believe how hot he was for her. First they were fighting and then, then it was the most thrilling part of his life. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. He couldn’t help himself. He had done nothing but think of her since New Year’s Eve. Her breasts were incredible. Nice, round, and perfect, pink nipples. He teased them into buds, sucking hard until she screamed out. Then he moved on to the other one, doing the same, only this time his hand moved down between her legs.
“Fuck, Jake,” she moaned. He sucked harder, bringing her to the peak, then back down with each time he stopped. She moved to his hand, harder and harder. Faster. He brought her panties down and placed one finger inside. She was ready.
“Oh, Sasha, I want you so bad,” he said. He moved his mouth down her abdomen, licking the salt from her skin. When he made his way down to her shorts, he pulled them down the rest of the way with his teeth. “I want to taste every part of you,” he said.
She felt his finger part her, then she felt his tongue. It was a full onslaught with his mouth, and then his fingers. He moved slowly, lapping up every part of her. Feeling the juices run down his mouth, he sucked hard, bringing her to the brink of an orgasm. When he stopped just before, she moved her hips up to meet his mouth. Jake put in two fingers and pumped her hard. When she came close again, he pulled his shorts off and put her hand on his cock. He was so hard and ready for her, that he didn’t know how long it would last, but he wanted to feel her silky folds around him. She stroked him as he touched her. When he felt as if he was going to explode, he impaled her with his cock and made her ride him.
“Oh, Jake,” she called as he brought her down hard.
“Tell me that you want me,” he said. His hands moved up her hips to her breasts, fondling them as she rode.
“I want you,” she said. Her hair glided down her back and her tits moved with each thrust. She was so sexy. He groaned.
“Tell me what you want, Sasha.”
“I want you,” she moaned, he could tell she was close again.
“Say it,” he said, slamming her into him hard. “Tell me.”
“I want you to fuck me,” she screamed.
He rolled her into the sand; her back was firm on the grains. His hands moved to hers as he put them above her head. “That’s what I wanted to hear,” he said, then he fucked her hard.
Minutes later they lay on the beach, skin glistening in the moonlight. Sasha breathed in deep and let it out, not believing what she had just done. She didn’t care. She felt so good right now; she would worry about the other woman later. She pulled her arms behind her head and arched her body into a stretch, when she felt the cold metal against her wrists.
“You’re under arrest,” the voice said.
Frantically she looked up into not one, but two officers standing there with flashlights. One reading her the Miranda and the other cuffing Jake.
“What the…”
“Honey,” Jake said. “I think we have some splainin’ to do.”
Although it wasn’t a laughing matter, she cracked up. Jake as Ricky Ricardo was absolutely ridiculous. And the fact that they were both accosted while wearing nothing but their birthday suits, well, it made it a little more interesting.
Jake looked at Sasha, then back to the officer. “Can you at least let the lady put on her clothes?” he asked. The officer complied, and then they got into the car. The leather seats were hot.
***
The jail cell was cold. Jake sat on one half of the cell with a huge grin plastered on his face, while Sasha sat in a separate cell adjacent. “I really don’t think it’s that funny!” she said, trying not to laugh. Jake smiled.
“Well, I can surely say that this is a first for me.”
“Yeah, it has been an adventure,” she said. “I don’t know whether to laugh or be pissed.”
“Yeah, I say we just wait on that one.”
“Are you two ready to talk now?” An officer said. Jake looked over to Sasha and nodded to the officer.
“Sure.”
“What the hell were you doing on a public beach having sex? And why the hell do you have bruises all over your bodies?”
Jake looked at Sasha once again, “She likes it rough.”
AN HOUR LATER they paid their fines and were escorted back to the cruise ship. Needless to say, the police department, and the owners of the cruise line were not happy with them. They were ordered to leave the premises at the next docking area, and to not return. Three days after that, they were both on their way back home, bags packed and tickets in hand.
Jake looked at her sitting next to him on the plane. “You never told me, why… why were you mad that night?” He didn’t want to open up a new pack of worms, but if he was going to tell her that he wanted to see more of her, he would have to get this over with.
Sasha huffed. “A girl doesn’t exactly feel special after she has had sex with a man for the first time when he checks out a woman less than an hour later.”
“I wasn’t checking her out. I was… well, if you must know, I was shocked to see her there.”
Sasha stopped, “Who is she?”
“She was my best friend’s wife.”
“Oh, yeah? You’re really something, aren’t you?”
“What?” he said then looked at her… She couldn’t possibly. Yes, she could. “I was never with Tammy.”
“Tammy? Oh, that’s just great. Another thing I want to,” Sasha stopped as Jake’s finger stopped her lips. He pulled her closer.
“Tammy was my best friend’s wife. He died two years ago. She was sitting alone. I… I didn’t know she would be there. I hadn’t seen her since the funeral. I was shocked that’s all.”
Sasha couldn’t breathe. He looked like he was telling the truth. “He died?”
“Yeah, motorcycle accident. Drunk driver plowed him over one night. Tammy was devastated, as she should be. She had just found out she was pregnant. We were all shocked. Jared was so… he was so much fun. He was always the jokester. He was a great guy to hang out with, and Tammy, well she was in love with him. I just can’t picture her with anyone else.”
Sasha didn’t know what to say. She felt like a royal ass. “I’m sorry.”
“What’s that?” he teased, taking her hand, holding it onto his lap.
She smiled. “I’m sorry.”
“Oh,” he said, “That’s what I thought you said.”
“Shut up.”
Jake laughed, pulling her into his arms. “I want to see you again.”
Sasha turned and looked into his eyes, “Mile high club?”
Jake threw his head back and laughed. “I thought you’d never ask!”