"That was…" I stop.
What can I say? Amazing? Wonderful?
But those words understate what just happened.
I just had the best orgasm in my life, but should I tell him about it, really? The man I hate and don't want to work with any longer?
But the thing is…I don't think I hate him anymore.
He was so gentle, so sincere. He even apologized to me. I know for sure that Jack Harden never does that.
"I should probably go," I finally say and turn away to get up, but a big, strong hand embraces me from behind and knocks me back onto the bed.
"You're staying," he orders and leans closer until his body is pressed to mine, hugging me from behind.
You're staying…
Just like that. Not a question, not an offer.
An order I must obey.
He's back to the old Jack Harden: demanding, strict, uncompromising.
How can this man give me orders while softly sticking his nose into my neck?
It’s a question I have no answer for.
Chapter Twelve
Crystal
"Merry Christmas," Jack Harden whispers into my ear, hugging me from behind.
I can't believe I'm standing at the top of the Empire State Building. My dream was always to visit New York, mostly because I wanted to stand on top of the world to see this city from above.
"How did you do this? Today’s Christmas Day!" I exclaim, facing him and smiling so widely that my face hurts.
He doesn't say a word, smiling with satisfaction.
They opened the building on Christmas morning and let us stay at the top for as long as we wanted. But why am I so surprised? It's Jack Harden: this man gets everything he wants.
He woke me up twice last night, and then once again in the morning, and it all happened before breakfast. I had no idea men in their forties could be so passionate: it seems like he can't get enough of me, acting like a horny teen.
I was half-asleep when he woke me up, and he treated me so gently, so tenderly, that it almost felt like a dream.
And each time after we reached our peaks, he pressed his body to mine and we fell asleep again, hugging each other.
Jack ordered breakfast to the room, the whole menu. I told him he didn't have to do that because I usually skip breakfast, to which he said that it doesn't matter since he's gonna be the one to eat, and he's going to eat off of me.
After my whole body became sticky from the whipped cream, fruit, and honey he ate from me, Jack grabbed me and we went into the shower, where he washed me thoroughly using a bar of soap, a loofah, and his tongue, of course.
And we had sex right in the shower.Again. For the who-knows-what time.
No man has ever given me so much pleasure. I don’t think I’ve had this many orgasms with all the men I’ve dated combined. With Jack Harden, I climax every single time we make love. I don't know how he does it, but this man is a magician…
…And I'm Alice in Wonderland, who got the fairytale, but tomorrow I have to get back to reality.
But I don't want to think about that right now. All I want to do is enjoy each second in this beautiful city, without thinking about what's gonna happen tomorrow.