Made for You, Page 3

  As usual, my best friend who had a losing track record for relationships with men, was spot on in giving me relationship advice. “Thanks, Sienna.” I squeezed her hand.

  When we arrived at the diner, I asked Sienna to grab us a table and stayed outside a few minutes thinking of what to say before I called Jack. After I had composed my thoughts, I called, but it went right to voicemail. I decided not to leave him a message because my thoughts were too complicated to be expressed on a voicemail and I knew whatever I said would come out all wrong.

  ***

  Throughout the day, I tried Jack’s phone a few more times, but each time the call went to voicemail. I was starting to get nervous that he was avoiding me after I had avoided him. I knew he wasn’t happy that I’d had Kyle and Justin in my room the other night and then I had avoided his calls, which likely only pissed him off even more. Although I was confused about some things between me and Jack at that moment, there were two things I was certain of. One, I loved that domineering man with all of my heart. And two, Jack was going to be wilder than a freaking tsunami when we finally did catch up to each other.

  ***

  Even though I was anxious and edgy throughout the day, I was oddly calm when it was time for us to hit the stage for our first performance. Our act consisted only of our original songs, so the audience was hearing them for the first time, which made it difficult for them to really latch on to. Audiences tend to like shows where they can sing or hum along; it makes them feel like they are part of the show. But after our forty-five minute opening act, the audience was generous in their applause and we were excited to have played our biggest arena ever.

  Sienna and I watched Double Strife from the side of the stage, dancing and singing along. The crowd loved them and it was incredible to hear so many people singing along with different accents. Their last song for the night, Gone, was the one we had all sang together at the bar a few nights earlier. As the song began, the crowd sang along to every word. The arena was electric and I was in awe just watching from the side of the stage. A few lines into the song, I saw Justin look over to where we were standing and stop playing.

  “You know what would make this song a lot better, Kyle?” Justin asked playfully — the two brothers had a great on-stage dynamic.

  “If you would let me sing it alone for a change?” Kyle quickly responded, quietly playing the guitar riff for the song still in the background.

  Justin smiled at the crowd and shook his head, the screams of the girls ratcheted higher. “This guy’s lucky he is my blood or I’d kick his ass.” He laughed with the audience. “What this song needs is a sexy chick, bro.” Justin lifted his chin in the direction of where Sienna and I were standing, and Kyle looked over and smiled, picking up on what his brother was planning. Justin pointed to us and crooked his one finger, beckoning Sienna and I to the stage.

  Sienna and I returned to the stage and the crowd roared in response to Justin saying that we needed some encouragement to join them for the final song. Justin silently motioned to Sienna to join Kyle at the microphone and crooked his little finger for me to move closer to him. The crowd went wild, watching it all play out on stage. The man oozed confidence on stage and his simple act of calling me over with just one finger came across as oddly sexual. When Justin had the crowd in exactly the frenzy that he wanted, the band started playing the song again from the top and the four of us sang our hearts out as if we had been doing it together that way forever.

  After the show, the four of us were on an insane post-show high cocktail of happiness and adrenaline and were definitely not ready to call it a night. We snuck out to the closest bar and celebrated with a round of tequila shots. We were laughing and enjoying ourselves, about to do our second round of shots, when I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist. My whole body ignited and I didn’t have to turn to know who it was. Jack’s simple touch lit my entire body on fire.

  I turned and looked up at him, his gorgeous green eyes staring back at me as if I were the only one in the room. For a split second I was nervous about his reaction to my having had men in my room, nervous about how he would explain why he didn’t tell me he was the sponsor. But then I saw how he felt about me in his eyes and I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly and pulled his mouth down to mine, devouring him in a kiss. A kiss that told him everything that I felt.

  I don’t know how long it lasted, but it was definitely at least a few minutes before we broke, both coming up panting wildly for air and smiling. He leaned down so that his face was in my neck and lifted me up off the ground for a hug. His arms wrapped so tightly around me that it was difficult to breathe, but I didn’t care. The warmth of his breath so close to my ear coupled with the quiet sound of his uncontrolled growl sent a shiver from the tip of my toes straight through to the swell growing between my legs.

  When he finally put me down, we found my three friends watching intently. For a few minutes I had completely forgotten there was anyone else in the room but us. I looked up, embarrassed, to find Sienna was smiling like an idiot. Kyle looked intrigued at my reaction, and Justin was glaring at us.

  Kyle smiled kindly as he spoke. “I hope this is your boyfriend, Syd?”

  “Sorry, yes, this is Jack. I had no idea he was coming.” I stared up at Jack, smiling excitedly. “I can’t believe you’re really here!”

  Jack pulled me possessively to his side, his arm wrapped tightly around my waist as he spoke. He extended his free hand to Kyle. “Jack Cole.”

  Kyle nodded and smiled back. “Kyle Smith. Good to meet you, man.”

  Jack leaned down to Sienna and kissed her on the cheek, whispering something into her ear that made her smile and giggle.

  Then he looked to Justin and extended his hand. Justin took a second too long before taking Jack’s hand. “Justin Smith.”

  Jack nodded and I watched, noticing his reaction was different to Justin than to Kyle. Something passed between them unspoken. Not good.

  After a few minutes of exchanging pleasantries, Jack asked Sienna. “What time do I need to have her back tomorrow?”

  Sienna smiled, “Afternoon?” She redirected the question to Kyle and Justin with a look and an arched eyebrow.

  Justin responded with an edge to his voice. “Early afternoon. I want to rework your set list.”

  Jack turned to face me, a slight smirk on his face. “Ready to go, or do I carry you out of here?” I knew he would do it, because he had done it before in the middle of a bar when I didn’t start leaving fast enough.

  I furrowed my brow to him in challenge and he responded by raising his eyebrows, daring me to question his intentions to carry through with his threat. I laughed and shook my head. “Goodnight, guys.”

  Jack had a car and driver waiting out front. He gave the driver the name of a hotel and grabbed my hand tightly, lacing our fingers as he settled back for the drive. I turned to speak to him, but before I could get out two words, his mouth was on mine. We were oblivious to the fact that we had pulled up at the hotel until the driver cleared his throat to catch our attention.

  We weaved our way through the hotel halls in a frantic quest for Jack’s room and privacy. As usual, I followed a few steps behind Jack’s long strides, struggling to keep up with his pace. We arrived at his room and Jack put the key in, opening the door for me to enter before him and then following me in grabbing me firmly by the hips as he walked us to the bed.

  The back of my legs hit the bed and Jack’s lips covered mine urgently. Our mouths pressed tightly against each other as our tongues collided with insatiable need. Whatever needed to be said was going to be expressed, the words would follow later. He pulled my shirt over my head and relieved me of my bra before I had even realized I was half undressed. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he took my taut nipple into his mouth. I felt the sharp sting of his teeth as he bit down firmly, pulling my body tightly against his. I felt his thick arousal press into me and a moan escaped at the sensation of his hardn
ess pressing firmly between my legs. Jack took my mouth again, pulling me into a kiss so passionate that it bordered on violent. He leaned forward and lay me on the bed, removing the rest of our clothes in a frenzy. When we were both bare, he hovered over me, his thick arousal pressing firmly against my clit as he ever so slightly moved up and down, massaging my most sensitive nerves. His forearms framed both sides of my head and his thumbs gently stroked my cheeks as he continued his slight movement that had me on the brink of ecstasy.

  “Tell me,” Jack growled, his face an inch away, his eyes searching mine.

  “I belong to you, Jack.” My words came out breathless.

  Jack growled as he pushed himself inside of me, burying himself to the hilt in one long, strong stroke. He stayed buried deep for a moment, unmoving. Each second that ticked by, my body longed for release. I had been so close to my release and being so full pushed me so near the edge that it was unbearable.

  “Jack, please move for me.”

  Jack’s response was to tighten his grip on me and roll us so that I was on top of him. I was relieved that I would be able to find the friction that I so desperately needed. Jack loosened his grip on my back, allowing me to rise and sit on him, controlling my own pleasure.

  “Ride me, babe. I need to watch you.”

  He didn’t have to ask twice. I began to gyrate my hips in small circles, keeping his thick, hard cock firmly planted inside of me. Each time I circled, his length hit a spot on the inside of me that felt like heaven. My slow gyrations became more pronounced until I was on the edge. One more circle and I knew I would be over, but I wanted Jack to take the ride with me. Together. I stopped and rose up on my knees, using my thighs to support my weight, and then squeezed and slammed back down, seating him until my wetness was flush against his skin.

  “Fuck, Syd,” Jack growled, tightening his grip on my hips and lifting me again, before I slammed down on him yet again. My eyes shut and my head fell back as I quickened the pace, riding him firmly up and down, up and down, each time taking him fully inside of me.

  “Syd,” he growled softly once again, as one of his hands reached up between my legs, finding my clit with his thumb. He pushed down gently and massaged small circles in the same rhythm that I moved up and down along his long shaft. My eyes closed as my orgasm began to tear through me.

  “Open your eyes.”

  My eyes opened to find his gaze and he watched as my orgasm washed over me as I said his name over and over.

  “Beautiful, babe.”

  When he saw my orgasm had begun to ebb, Jack held me firmly in place, one hand on each side of my hips as he lifted me almost completely off of him and brought me down harshly as he thrust forward into me with three quick deep thrusts. Only then did he allow himself his own release. I felt the heat of his semen shoot into me as he emptied his body and filled mine deeply.

  ***

  The next morning started out the same way that the night had ended, with Jack inside of me. I knew we needed to talk, but since the day Jack and I had met we communicated our feelings in more than just words. The night before had been about raw emotions and need. But the next morning was about making love and giving to each other.

  It was almost noon before we were satiated long enough to keep our hands off of each other. Anyone looking in on us from the outside would have sworn we were lovers kept apart for months, but the reality was it had only been a week since we had last seen each other.

  We lay in bed, each on our side, facing each other. Jack tucked a stray lock of hair behind my ear and then gently caressed my cheek as he spoke, his voice soft and tender.

  “Let’s start with the easy stuff, babe.”

  I nodded my head in agreement, although I wasn’t quite sure what part of our discussion was going to be easy.

  “I can’t handle the thought of another man in your room. I actually can’t handle the thought of a man within fifty feet of you, but I do my best to keep my temper under control. I can’t keep it under control when I’m thinking about a man near you in a hotel room.” Jack’s voice was low and intense, but yet calm and controlled at the same time.

  “I get it now. It was innocent when it happened and that’s why I never even gave it any thought.”

  “Babe, there is nothing innocent about the way Justin looks at you. He wants you.” Jack’s thumb stopped moving and he stilled for my response, keeping my eyes locked with his.

  I went to speak twice, each time taking a breath and beginning to form words, but then thought better of them. Jack and I didn’t lie to each other and I had no intention of starting when I was going to be spending months away from him. “I know he had a crush on me years ago, but that was a long time ago, Jack.”

  I watched Jack’s jaw tightened and a small throb in his cheekbone clenched. “He had a thing for you?”

  “Yes, but nothing ever happened. He told me how he felt and then a few days later Michael proposed and he was respectful of my commitment.”

  “He still has a thing for you.”

  “You don’t know that. You met him for all of five minutes, Jack.”

  “I knew it in three seconds from the way he looked at you, babe. You’re kidding yourself if you don’t see it.”

  I was quiet for a minute, thinking.

  “So no boys in my room, especially Justin. I can handle that. What else you got?” I pushed my chin up high.

  Jack smirked and his eyebrows raised in amusement at my response. “Glad you can handle it, babe.”

  “What else is on your agenda to discuss?” Our conversation was beginning to feel like a negotiation.

  “I think you have something you want to discuss with me, something you should have talked about instead of ignoring my calls.”

  My happy face disappeared. “I’m sorry about ignoring the calls. I just needed some time to think.”

  “You can’t shut me out when you get upset, babe. I was climbing the walls for ten hours while I traveled to get to you.”

  “I sort of freaked out a bit when I found out.” I bit my bottom lip at my admission.

  “We’re back to the original problem now, babe. Freaked out about what? You never even gave me the benefit of the doubt and asked me what you thought you knew.”

  One eyebrow rose and the crease between my eyebrows deepened while my nose wrinkled, conveying my sense of confusion. Then my eyes widened as I realized what Jack was trying to tell me. I had never stopped to think maybe it wasn’t true, I had never even asked him before making a major leap.

  “Ah, now she gets it. Let’s back it up. Ask me what you think I did.”

  “Oh my God, Jack. Are you the tour sponsor for the Double Strife tour?”

  “No.”

  “But … but, the tour is sponsored by Heston International. I saw it myself on the signs backstage last night.”

  “The tour is sponsored by Heston International. The hotels I own with my father are Heston International Hotels. Heston International is my father’s company. I had no idea that he was the tour sponsor until Sienna told me what you were upset about and I did some digging.”

  “Oh my God, Jack. I am so sorry.”

  “Apology accepted, babe. But next time just ask. I’ve been honest with you since the day that I met you.”

  “I’m sorry, baby.” I wrapped one hand around Jack’s neck.

  “You’ll make it up to me.” The corner of his mouth twitched upward.

  “I’d love nothing better than to make it up to you.”

  I jumped on top of Jack and littered his face with a hundred tiny kisses all over. Then I sunk down under the covers and lowered myself to start to make it up to him.

  Chapter 5

  I really didn’t want to leave Jack that afternoon, but Justin had texted me to remind me to be at rehearsal early because he wanted to go over our set list again. I caught Jack’s jaw tense when I mentioned the text from Justin, but he didn’t say anything more about him. Jack had to leave the following day and it ki
lled me not to spend all day and night with him curled up in bed. Before I left for rehearsal, Jack told me he had some work to catch up on, but that he would meet me at the show later that night. I arranged for him to pick up a backstage pass and Jack had the car service from the night before bring me to the arena.

  ***

  As the show time drew near, I was both excited and nervous that Jack would be there to watch me. It was funny how I didn’t get nervous about how an audience of 30,000 people who had paid to see a different opening act would react, yet one man could unravel my nerves.

  Sienna and I opened the show and, for the first time, I noticed that some people sang along with our songs when we repeated the chorus. The crowd was lively and I wasn’t sure if the elation I felt as we closed our act was from the energetic crowd or seeing Jack standing off to the side of the stage watching me.

  I went right off the stage into Jack’s arms. I couldn’t wait to share my excitement with him. “How did you like it?” I bounced up and down on the balls of my feet with exhilaration. I normally had a post show adrenaline rush, but that night it was extra intense, I couldn’t even keep my body physically still.

  “I didn’t think there was anything sexier than you underneath me, naked. But fuck, babe, I could watch you all night up there. You sing like an angel and move like the devil. A part of me wants to show you off to the world, but the other part wants to lock you up in our apartment and bolt the door shut.” Jack’s sexy half smile told me he wasn’t kidding, at least about the part of wanting to lock me up.

  I was floating on a cloud for the next few hours as Jack stood behind me and held me for most of Double Strife’s concert. He held me possessively, with his arms wrapped around my waist, his front tight to my back during the slow songs. Then Sienna and I danced around like drunk teenagers to the faster ones. The way Jack watched me made me feel special and adored and I was glad that he had seemed to forget his initial feelings toward Justin and could enjoy himself during the show.