Authors: Holly Nicolai
The woman in front of Nicole paying for her
purchases sighed wistfully as she too stared at the
couple.
"I wish I could find a man who stared at me as
if I was the only woman in the room. She must be his wife." She
sighed again, hands over her heart.
Nicole watched for a moment more, a smile on
her face. She was truly happy for her best friend who had
generously and selflessly forgiven her blunder when she visited at
the hospital. Today, Mandy glowed like a well-satisfied woman.
Well that answers that question.
Mandy retrieved her thing and waved Nicole
over, while Xavier carried her things to the limo.
"You look positively beautiful, Mandy. Jett
here, must be one hell of a demon in bed!" Nicole exclaimed in
happiness then giggled when she realized they had eavesdroppers.
The women around them stared at Jett like a piece of yummy and
delicious man meat up for auction they were prepared to fight
for.
Jett chuckled when Mandy’s face inflamed with
embarrassment, annoyance, and possessiveness. His looked around but
his eyes always returned to Mandy and her sexy little
body.
Mandy smirked at all the extreme envy aimed at
her and drooling aimed at Jett. It was outrageous and set off her
last nerve.
"Sorry ladies, he’s
mine
and if you
don’t go about the reasons that brought you to my store within in
the next five seconds, I am going to personally show all of you why
he calls me his tigress. I assure you, my claws are deadly and as
sharp as broken glass! Go on now, scat!" Mandy growled in a deep
and possessive tone of voice and made a shooing motion with her
hands. In the space of three seconds, she decided that the first
woman who disobeyed her, was going down, hard!
Mandy’s possessiveness and her standing up for
herself turned Jett on in more ways than she could imagine. He was
overwhelmed with a desire to fuck her right then and there. It
consumed him, body and soul. He chuckled and leaned down to whisper
into Mandy’s ear letting her know just how hot she is and watched
her face and the tops of her breasts darken to a deep
red.
Mandy was speechless for a few minutes as she
gathered her wits. Her mouth opened and closed several times like a
fish in water her eyebrows rose to the sky and her eyes widened in
disbelief turning into pure pleasure. She felt like a cat he had
just stroked and petted while she purred.
Nicole cleared her throat, breaking the
intense too-damn-hot-to-handle interplay going on between Jett and
Mandy. She was ready to fan herself with the nearest book since the
temperature around the two had become scorching hot!
"Oh yes, of course. Sorry Nicole. I want to
let you know I will not be at the condo for a while. I will also be
doing all my duties for the bookstore from Jett’s place, until we
know the situation with David. I want you to hire on a full time
assistant to help you out around here. Xavier will come by daily to
pick up the orders and receipts and whatnot each day on my
behalf."
"How long will you be gone? I am going to miss
you around here."
"I'm not sure, but I won't be far away. Maybe
I will see you guys at Jett’s club this weekend?"
"Of course. We are excited and will be there."
Nicole’s gave Mandy a look of concern and was not sure if Jett was
the right one for Mandy. Here he was already alienating her from
her friends. Mandy changed a great deal in a short time and whether
it was because of him or the brain damage she didn’t know. What she
did know, before Jett entered her life, Mandy would have never had
an outburst like she just did. Jett was changing her but it was too
late to say anything to Mandy about it.
"Thank you Jett, from all of us here for the
memberships to the club, it was very generous of you. But if you
harm my best friend in any way, shape or form, I
will
personally kill you in your sleep, myself." Nicole said with a
bright smile upon her face.
"Understood." Jett nodded in all
seriousness.
"Just put the orders and such in the crate on
my desk so they can be picked up. Oh, before I forget, I had a
spare key to the office made for you."
"Are we done here?" Jett growled seductively
and sent shivers up and down Mandy’s spine.
"Yes, oh master of the almighty universe."
Mandy’s voice took on a breathy quality and rolled her eyes when
she saw Nicole struggling not to laugh outright. Mandy hugged her
then ran to hug Emmitt with Jett right on her tail. She mentioned
that Nicole would explain everything later and he
nodded.
"Go and enjoy that sexy-hot-ass, girl. Mmm."
Emmitt whispered back and chuckled as a deep blush arose on Mandy's
cheeks.
Out of patience, Jett put his arm around
Mandy’s waist and rushed her right out of the store into the
brilliant and blinding warm summer day. He led her directly to the
limo as Xavier held the door open for them.
Inside the limo, Jett’s voice held that
sex-as-sin, smoky allure. "Tigress, do you have any idea how hard
you made me with your loud and possessive declaration? I would have
never thought you capable of it. Come here, tigress." Jett pulled
her onto his lap with her knees at each side of his hips and kissed
her with unrestrained passion.
Mandy had kissed her share of men in the past.
Jett though, was something entirely different. His restrained and
controlled nature rode the border between aggressiveness and
gentleness and was a promise of power known and held back. It set a
fire in her loins only he could extinguish. Her mouth opened above
his, and accepted both promise and challenge. Her mouth became a
rebel with a mind of its own and expressed it; her body following
close behind and they both wanted him with a desperation that
startled her.
At the conclusion of the hottest,
sear-her-insides kiss, Mandy’s body vibrated and both she and Jett
were breathing heavily.
He paused a moment and pressed her head into
the crook of his neck with one hand and used the other to press her
hips tightly against his and growled against her, forcing her to
release a loud throaty moan.
Seconds later, there was a knock on the
outside window. "To be continued––elsewhere tigress. Come with
me."
"Urgh!" Mandy growled at the interruption in
her passion induced haze. "You knew there wasn’t enough time to
finish!" She glared at him accusingly.
Jett gave Mandy a very wicked smile. "Of
course, tigress. A small lesson to keep your blood hot for me and
to teach you the importance of prolonging the excitement. Trust me,
tigress, the end result will be beyond your wildest dreams." He
watched Mandy yawn. "Not the response I expected
tigress."
"I’m sorry. I’m not sure what is wrong with
me."
"Your body is still healing, it is
understandable. Let’s get you inside so you can get comfortable and
rest. I will take care of you. Together, we will build up your
endurance when your body has had time to heal. There is no rush.
Now, let’s go inside. I will help Xavier bring your things in
later."
Jett got out of the limo then reached back in
to help Mandy out and walked her through his private parking garage
to the back entrance of the club. They then entered the club,
heading toward the elevator on the far side, hidden behind a heavy
brocade that blended well into the decor of the dark
club.
Mandy stopped halfway to the elevator,
entranced by her surroundings. The club was a brilliant blend of
red and gold. Many gold columns and gold statues of well-endowed
men in very seductive poses were scattered around the club. She
felt like she just entered the depths of hell or the underworld, if
it had been based in Rome. Paintings lining the walls depicting
scenes that had her body firing up to match the heat in her face.
Gold cages tall enough to hold two people and were also
strategically placed around the massive marble floored room. At the
far end was a large sunk in dance floor with raised stages all
around it, some with strip dancer poles. Band equipment laid across
the largest stage.
Mandy could not seem to pull her jaw up off
the floor as she spun in a small circle. She noticed gold doors at
each end of the room and almost missed the alcohol bars. They
blended in expertly. She was in awe of everything.
"Who decorated this magnificent room? It feels
like a den of pure sin incarnate."
"I designed it and hired a company to bring my
vision to life. Before you ask, this is not the VIP area. It is the
main part of the club." Jett reached down and grabbed Mandy’s hand,
pulling her along into the mirrored elevator and rode up to the
third floor. "I will give you a tour after you rest."
"What’s on the second floor?"
"The fantasy suites and staff apartments. No
more questions."
Mandy glanced at Xavier when he chuckled. He
gave her a genuine smile. Mandy lowered her eyes and stared at her
feet, uncomfortable all the sudden when she realized the walls and
floor of the elevator were all mirrored. Both Jett and Xavier could
see right up the skirt Jett purchased for her! Her gaze traveled
from her feet to where Jett stood next to her. Her body jolted with
electricity when she saw Jett also looking down at the spot right
between her legs where the vision of her red silk thong was as
plain as day. She quickly closed her legs and her eyes, her face
flaming with heat and desire. Jett burst out with a sexy chuckle
next to her.
"Stop that." She whispered in his direction.
The vision of where his gaze had been aimed, forever burned into
her memory.
"Never." Jett said in his sexy as sin voice.
"Don’t mind Xavier. You both will become acquainted with
him."
Thankfully she was saved from responding by
the sound of the elevator chiming they had reached their
destination. The moment the doors opened, Mandy flew out and into a
fancy entryway. It had one wall completely mirrored.
What the
hell is his deal with mirrors?!
"This way, Mandy. Don’t dawdle, tigress." Jett
walked forward down the long hallway. It opened up into a massive
modernly decorated combo living room and music room. The artwork
was abstract black and white on white walls. Plush black leather
couches and chairs surround the magnificent white and blue marble
fireplace built into the wall with a high built ledge to sit on.
The coffee table and end tables have clear glass tops with black
legs. The music area had a large harp, grand piano over a large
room rug, signed electric guitars on the wall, and a magnificent
French eighteenth century Taskin double manual harpsichord dated
back to the middle of the century.
Jett watched as Mandy’s gaze landed and stay
on the harpsichord. He explained that the elaborate gold lacquered
design over black was inspired by a Chinoiserie design. The inner
lid's design was the flowers in a fenced in field with birds and
butterflies flying overhead and landing on the flowers. It was
elegant and exquisite.
Mandy walked right up to it, reached out her
hand and caressed its surface before pulling her hand back again.
The look in her eyes was pure love for the instrument. "I’ve never
seen one so magnificent in its creation and design. Is it original
or restored?"
Jett was even more impressed with his tigress.
He asked if she had ever played one and found out that she indeed
had. He listened with awe as she explained that she had to leave
hers behind when she fled and it nearly killed her to do so. Jett
walked to her side and asked her to play something for him,
explaining he had never heard it played before. He had not taken
the time to learn.
Mandy’s eyes grew wide at the opportunity Jett
was offering her. She knew in an instant she would take him up on
it, knowing she might never get another chance. She rushed over to
the seat with a smile on her face as bright as the sun
itself.
Jett moved a leather chair over to where he
could watch her facial expressions as she played. She had explained
to him she only knew a few songs by heart and he assured her, he
wanted to hear anything she wanted to play. He watched her treat
the bench as if it were fragile glass when she seated herself and
stretched her fingers. Her eyelids with her thick lashes fluttered
closed as she placed her fingers upon the keys and took a few deep
breaths.
He watched her play with great passion.
Mandy's head and body moved along with the music as though it came
from her very soul and right out of her fingers. It was an intense
and passionate love song. Her facial expressions mesmerized him.
Her long slender fingers caressing and playing the keys in such a
way that he almost felt them playing his body the same
way.
By the end of the song, he was moved and
speechless. He had felt her every emotion come through the music to
send chills down his spine again and again. For the first time in
his life, he had no words for how she made him feel with her music.
He remained silent for a few moments, trying to gather his
thoughts.
Mandy squirmed with nervous tension under
Jett’s stare. She was afraid to break the silence.
"Watching you play tigress was a majestic
sight. Your music has moved me to speechlessness. It is––the most
beautiful journey I have ever been taken on. I can think of no
better words in the English language to describe it. I look forward
to the next time." His voice was breathy, husky and full of
awe.