The maid walks in and places the shoe box along with another purple box on the bed. “Mr. Caine owns a fleet of helicopters,” she says. “He often does that sort of thing.”
“Oh,” I say, feeling my face drop. “He has a lot of women here, does he?”
“No,” she quickly says, shaking her head. “That’s not what I meant. He has items flown in from time to time, but you’re the first woman I’ve ever seen him with.”
I perk back up, excited to hear that. Maybe I’m a little possessive myself. I don’t like the idea of Jack being with anyone else. I want him all for me.
“Dinner will be served in the outdoor dining area in sixty minutes,” she says with a bow before walking out of the room and closing the double doors.
“Seriously?” I mutter under my breath. “Did that chick just bow to me?”
This still feels surreal. I head over to the huge windows and stare out at the magnificent view of the ocean with the boats in the far distance. I could get used to this.
It’s not long before my thoughts drift back to Jack. I can’t stop thinking about him, wondering what he’s doing right now, and wondering if he’s thinking about me.
I’m falling hard for this man. We had a great afternoon by the beach and the pool, just the two of us with Akua crashing our party from time to time.
I asked to take a shower and get ready for dinner and he didn’t want to leave me alone, even for a second. He wanted to shower with me and get ready together, but I needed a few minutes to gather my thoughts and clear my head. It’s non-stop dirty thoughts whenever that man is next to me.
Jack reluctantly set me up in a guest room and after about fifteen minutes of making out at the door, I finally pushed him away and forced him to give me some time to get ready.
This place is set up with everything I need. Luxurious skin and hair products with more make-up than a department store. The maid explained that the bathroom is stocked for women since Jack has family members visiting from time to time.
My phone buzzes and I laugh when I pick it up and see a text from Kyle.
KYLE: Where the hell are you??
NIA: In heaven. Seriously.
KYLE: What?!? Should I call the police??
NIA: Don’t you dare.
I take a selfie sticking out my tongue in front of the amazing ocean view and send it to him.
KYLE: Come back for me!
NIA: Not a chance.
KYLE: Fine. Have fun with Mr. January. :P
After I’m showered with hair and makeup done, I head over to the bed and open the boxes. The shoes are unbelievable—white open-toed heels with lots of straps that I hope I can figure out.
I gasp when I open the purple box. It’s beautiful black lingerie.
A fluttering hits my stomach as I slide my fingers over the lace.
I’ve never worn lingerie before, but I’m intrigued as I lift it up and gulp when I see how see-through some of the parts are.
I drape it against my body and look in the full-length mirror, wondering what it would feel like to walk out of the bathroom wearing this. What would Jack do? How big would his eyes bulge?
I giggle as I fold it back in the box. I guess I’ll find out soon enough.
My underwear won’t look good with the dress, so I decide not to wear any. It’s a little bit scary and thrilling to be so exposed, but today is a day for living outside of my comfort zone, so I just go with it.
When I’m ready, I take one last look in the mirror and am stunned. I’ve never looked like this before. So… rich. So beautiful. I hope Jack likes it.
I laugh when I open the door and he’s standing in the hall, waiting for me. His back straightens as he looks me up and down with his mouth hanging open. He likes it. He can’t seem to take his eyes off me.
“You are exquisite,” he says in that deep sexy voice that sends warm tremors rippling through me. “You belong here, my love.”
“You look very handsome too,” I say. And he does.
He’s wearing a fitted light grey suit with a white shirt. It’s open at the top, no tie, and it’s showing off the sexy ink on his skin.
“Come,” he says as he offers his big arm. “Let’s have dinner, so we can finally enjoy our dessert.”
He looks at my body as he says that last word and my pussy pulses knowing that she’s what he’s got a sweet tooth for.
The table is set up for two with the most romantic ambiance I’ve ever seen. Lanterns and candles light up the area and soft music is playing from hidden speakers. The sun is setting and the sky is a mix of brilliant shades of purple, pink, orange, and blue. I look around and wonder if there’s truly a more beautiful spot on planet earth right now than right here.