Chapter 4

Jake recalled how he ushered Sheena into his car, a posh black GLK 350 Benz, as soon as they exited the club. The drive to the guest house was very short, so they barely had the time to talk - not that he wanted to anyway.

The guest house was located at the other block, a short distance away from the nightclub.

Jake had a room permanently reserved for him for days when he was too tired or very rarely drunk to drive the long distance home.

He'd only just locked the room door when Sheena jumped on him, trying desperately to remove his suit and unbuckle his belt both at the same time. She looked drunk but hella sexy and cute, and while he had alcohol in his system, he was still well in control of his actions.

Sheena's desperation to take off his clothes and hook up with him was naturally a red flag to him but he found himself turned on by her aggressiveness.

He quickly assisted her in taking off his suit jacket, while at the same time taking her mouth in his. She tasted like a mixture of whiskey and honey.

He moved to unzip her mini-gown with one hand while he caressed her head with the other as they kissed passionately.

Jake suddenly paused and drew back his head to stare into her enchanting blue eyes.

'Are you married or in a relationship?’ he asked in a matter-of-fact tone.

Sheena took a moment to catch her breath from the hot passionate deep kiss.

'No……to both. I'm neither married nor in a relationship.’ she finally answered.

She looked perplexed as to why he would ask such a question abruptly, especially while they were in the middle of a steamy moment.

Jake stared into her eyes for an extra second, searching through them as if groping for the truth. Somehow, it felt just right to trust this blue-eyed goddess. He felt an unexplainable inner peace and longing as he stared into her blue eyes.

In one quick swoop, he scooped her into her arms, pressing his lips firmly on hers while he carried her to the large king-size bed.

How it happened, he couldn't tell, but very quickly, all of their clothing and undergarments laid in a heap on the floor and while it happened, they barely took their lips away from each other.

They both lay unclad on the bed with him on top. Slowly, he spread her soft thighs with his and stared into her eyes questioningly.

'Take me, my lucky handsome bloke.’ Sheena muttered breathlessly, giving him the permission he silently requested.

‘I most certainly will, my blue-eyed goddess.’ He whispered back, as he thrust his throbbing hard phallus into her soft welcoming mold.

He felt his crotch push through a barrier and heard Sheena gasp sharply as if she were in pain. Immediately, it dawned on him what he had just done.

He was caught between halting and apologizing to her or giving in to the intense, overwhelming pleasure he felt as her insides tightly clenched and massaged his hard flesh.

He succumbed to the latter, as he continued to ram his cock into her, slowly at first before picking up the pace and thrusting faster and deeper like he was digging for gold.

She moaned, and he groaned, both holding each other tightly as they reached the heights of climax together with Sheena squirting all over him.

They went at it again, four more times during the night before finally giving in to sleep only a few hours before dawn.

They engaged in so many different styles of sex and at one time, he even had her hanging from the……..

'........Sir……Sir…..Sir!’

A hand tapped him not so gently on the arm, jolting him back from his long reverie.

'Sir, your phone has been ringing since.’

The lady, his secretary, pushed his phone on the table closer to him. He could tell she was trying desperately to hold a laugh.

Jake noticed his other employees had funny faces on but chose to ignore them.

He picked up his phone from the table just as it started to ring again.

His expression darkened as he identified who the caller was. He excused himself from the group and went outside the room to answer the call.

'Hello, sir.’ He said calmly into the mouthpiece as soon as he picked the receiver.

The voice from the other end was that of a man.

‘I have told you several times to stop calling me “Sir”.’ the voice muttered exasperatedly.

'But that's how I have always addressed you from the very beginning. It will take a while to stop, but I'll try.’

The man sighed knowingly. He knew Jake's reply even before he let it out. It was always the same excuse and the same promise to try to stop calling him “sir" and stick to “dad".

'Will you be here for the ceremony? I would love for you to be here with me and your family.’

Jake grimaced at the word “family".

‘Mary asked that I make you come. She says she misses you and is super excited to see you there. At least for her sake, I hope you do come.’

He added as Jake remained silent to his request.

‘I’m not promising anything, but sure, I'll try to be there. I might be late though, cos I'm in an important meeting right now.’

‘It's no problem, as far as you can make it. I love…….’

Jake cut the call abruptly. He didn't want to hear him say it. It made him feel rage - one he had fought over the years to control.

He put his phone into his pocket and walked back into the meeting room, resolving in his heart not to go to the ceremony.

He didn't want to celebrate with the old man and his family.

Why should he when he hated the man, his father