Reckless
Jennifer Loren
Copyright © 2012 Jennifer Loren
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 0985702974
ISBN-13: 978-0-9857029-7-7
Table of Contents
Reckless
Other work
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
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Chapter 4
Chapter 5
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Chapter 6
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Chapter 7
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Chapter 8
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Chapter 9
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Chapter 10
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Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
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Chapter 14
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Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
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Chapter 18
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Chapter 19
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Chapter 20
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Chapter 21
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Chapter 22
Chapter 23
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Chapter 24
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Chapter 25
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Chapter 26
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Chapter 27
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Chapter 28
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Epilogue
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Prologue
Sean
The decision seemed so innocent in the beginning, exciting even. How could I have ever known what was going to happen? How could I have ever known that someone could be so evil, so determined to destroy lives. I chose to ignore the advice of my brother and instead trusted - believed in friendship, believed in a woman I once loved. Now I am paying the consequences and living in hell and I have brought my family right along with me.
It all started when the rat entered our lives, and as should be expected, the snake followed.
Chapter 1
Ava
Our wedding is a few months after Sean’s proposal in a secret place that only we know about - the island that brought us together again. We have our closest friends, family, and all of our island family with us when we say our vows to each other. I in a dream dress my husband made sure was available to me, because as he said, he did not want to outdo me in his custom suit. Standing by a small waterfall with flowers draping every place imaginable, petals under our feet and our daughter, Lillah, watching from the arms of her uncle. Lillah is dressed in a sweet ivory dress and new shoes that she makes sure everyone sees, especially her Daddy. After sealing our vows with a kiss, we are off to our reception where there is lots of food and dancing and even more laughter and smiles. The only sadness is at the end when we have to leave Lillah but it is after all - our honeymoon.
Sean planned our honeymoon all by himself, a two-week trip on a yacht that will take us wherever we want to go. I had no clue until he walked me down to the dock. Smiling his enticing smile, Sean picks me up and carries me across the ramp while I hold onto a bottle of champagne from our reception. Setting me down gently at the rail of the boat, I feel the breeze begin to blow through my hair, the stars begin to shine and the rushing sounds of water roar around us as our boat carries us away from our island. “I love you and I hope you enjoy this trip as much I dreamed you would.” he said, kissing me once again.
“Well then, my perfect husband, if you dreamed of something so perfect then what do you have planned for us now?” I smile, tugging at his suit jacket and biting my bottom lip.
“Aren’t you hungry? You didn’t get a chance to eat at all at the reception and I hear the chef has made us something special. All I have to do is call them to bring it up for us.” He twirls me into his arms as if I am being absurd to even consider sex at this moment.
“Well if the food is supposed to be that good, let’s by all means eat first.” I sigh. “My mistake, I thought that sex might be better. It has been two weeks since we have seen each other.”
He laughs, leaning in close, “I promise you the food is spectacular but not nearly as spectacular as I am going to make you feel when I get this dress off you.” His sensuous words rush through my body, weakening me all over. Smiling knowingly, Sean holds me tighter and keeps me from collapsing. “Do you want me to show you now?” he whispers against the edge of my earlobe.
Giving him my new, confident look, “I just hope you can live up to your words, Mr. Grant.”
“Well then, let me show you the way beautiful.” Taking my hand, he leads me to a door and opens it to a room that immediately wraps you in posh comfort. With his heated lips on my neck, his warm body nestled in behind me, and his fingers trai
ling up and down my bare back I suddenly have an old feeling come over me, that feeling of our first time together. “I did tell you I planned every detail myself. I took extra time with this room.” I am not sure if I am nervous or anxious, which is not much different from the first time. “Take your dress off.”
I turn, and seeing his superior smile I take a deliberate step back from him, “You first.” I demand.
“But I want to see what you’re wearing under this incredible dress.”
“Give me a reason to show you, Mr. Grant. And make sure you entertain me while you do it.” I grab a glass of the already poured champagne, and detour his hand away from his own glass. “Come on actor boy, show me what you got, and … make it good.” Pushing on his chest and sending him out into my sight, I watch him shamelessly. Staring at me briefly, he begins nodding in acceptance. Working slowly, he slides off his jacket and shows his muscles which are highlighted by his fitted shirt.
Sean loosens his tie, pulls it off over his head, and throws it to me. “Here you go sweetheart, a souvenir - try to control yourself.”
Laughing, I put his tie around my neck loosely, causing an anxious sigh from his lips. “Keep going,” I encourage, watching him undo every button on his sleeves, his shirt, and all the while trying to ignore his eyes on me. I breathe in deeply as he slides his flawlessly tailored shirt off behind him. I take another drink as he undoes his belt, and twirls his tongue within his mouth. Sipping the liquid euphoria once again, I watch him undo his pants, his hard excitement even more revealed as he pushes his shoes and socks off with his feet before dropping his pants to the floor. While standing in his tight boxer briefs that are hugging his body with perfection, I eye his hipbones sticking out above them, begging me to suck them.
“Good enough?” he asks.
“No, keep going, I want to see what I am going to be working with for the rest of my life.” I say motioning for him to drop the remaining garment. His hand hovers against his stomach, and with a grunting sigh, he pushes his boxers down to the floor. I gulp, gazing over his sumptuous body, and giggle at the slight redness to his cheeks. He recovers quickly from his shyness with an assured smile, brushing his hands over his head and turning proudly for me. Then the cocky son of a bitch winks at me and I have to take another drink to keep from laughing.
“Happy?”
“Very.” I smile with an anxious sigh.
Coming in close, he takes my drink away and hovers his lips in front of mine, teasing me. “Take your clothes off Mrs. Grant and make sure you entertain me while you’re doing it,” he said guiding me to where he previously stood.
“I don’t know if I can get this off by myself?” Sean steps to me quickly and releases the hooks of my dress. I turn back to him with a shy smile, “I don’t know if I can put on much of a show, with what I have.” I said trying to encourage him to undress me himself.
“Try.” He said with his tongue lingering inside his open mouth, making me crave him even more. Working up my courage, I stick my chin out defiantly and with a heavy whish, I release my dress to the floor. Eyeing the clothing that remains on my body, he stands silently waiting while I release my breasts and slide my panties to the floor for him. Sean’s eyes widen in excitement as he gazes over my nude body, decked out in only my jeweled, high-heeled shoes and his tie. “Don’t forget the hair combs, sweetheart,” he says never bothering to look their way while I eye what is now mine.
With a soft sigh, I release my hair from the combs, fit his tie close to my neck, and let it dangle down and long between my breasts before proceeding to do my best runway walk towards him. I grasp the back of his head and jerk him to me with one hand, looking deep into his lust filled eyes, “Now make me feel spec... fucking...tacular, Mr. Grant.”
He smiles boldly at me, “No problem.” Sean takes hold of me with one arm and lays me on the bed. “Relax and I will take care of the rest,” he said in a heated voice. I lean back onto the pillows as he climbs on the bed at my feet, grasping each of my legs one at a time and slides off each of my shoes. His warm hands caress my legs from my ankles to my thighs before kissing his way up and in between, rebelliously forcing his tongue into my softest of places. Clinching the pillow under my head I pant in rhythm with his movements. I let my respect for him show as my body tightens and begins to sway deeper into him. I glance down at him gripping my thighs and his eyes smiling back at me, the sensations pour through my veins. The scene is more than I can handle. Panting excitedly, I grip the back of his head and try to pull him up to me before I come, but he ignores my meager attempts and controls me until I feel the release rushing down to his mouth. Gripping his head between my legs and moaning praises to him, my body relaxes deep into the plush bed. Sean makes his way up my body little by little. Reaching my breasts, he toys with his tie before squeezing my breasts against his face and his lips. I wrap my arms around his neck while he maneuvers himself into place and smiles adoringly. My eyes close as I feel his hardened erection fit tight inside of me. His supple, full lips meet my mouth tenderly as I vow to get even. Groaning he spins us over, placing me on top and smacks my ass for encouragement. He is so mine. With a wicked determination, I eye him, knowing what he wants. I fondle my heaving breasts in front of him and his eyes cloud with lust once again. Moaning, I sit up high on him and slide down low feeling his grumbling groans vibrate to my core. Working up and down his shaft I arch my back, backwards and forwards, losing my fingers into my hair and moaning his name while he grips my hips tighter. Rising up, Sean loses himself in my breasts, breathing his desires and pleasures as I move along the pulsating edges of his erection. Suddenly, the sensation steals my breath away and once again, I come and collapse into his waiting arms. Sean holds me close, stroking my back and running his fingers through my hair while he catches his breath. He mouths his love for me before he rolls us over. My hands hold his head as our lips meet and his hips move deep into mine and with a soft exhale I let him take control, complete control and I enjoy every second during our two weeks together on a yacht arranged just for us.
Chapter 2
Sean
With our honeymoon barely behind us, Ava and I are off to LA for a meeting about a new film I am anxious to work on, Reckless. The script was written about an old friend of mine’s Uncle, a daredevil of sorts who lived life to its fullest to the point of being destructive to himself and everyone who tried to get close to him. It is the first meeting about Reckless and I am hoping to give Ava all the details, before I give her … all the details. Ava and I have been living in such bliss these days, I don’t want to ruin it by telling her I am considering doing a movie with my former best-friend, Joel. He is now married to my ex-girlfriend, whom I had planned to marry myself before she broke my heart. I assumed I would bring Ava to dinner with me to introduce her to Joel, fill her in on the details of the movie project first, and then tell her the rest. Little did I know she - my ex-girlfriend - had other plans. I haven’t seen Rebecca since I caught her in our bed with Joel five years ago. The moment she lays eyes on me she runs up to me and secures her arms around me like we are the best of friends, holding on a little too long for everyone’s comfort.
“Sean, you look wonderful.” She said as I pull her off me and guide her back towards Joel. Ava is too smart to let that display slide by unnoticed.
“Ava, this is Joel and Rebecca Castor, old friends of mine.” I said, hoping to get things moving towards the film we are suppose to discuss doing together and less on my past, failed relationships. Ava greets them each sweetly, as she always does, before we sit across from them. I purposely make sure to be across from Joel so I will not have to look at Rebecca. She wants to make up and this is not the time.
The discussions seem to go fine until both Joel and Ava leave to take calls, leaving me alone with Rebecca. I ignore her presumptuous smile, “I have missed you Sean.”
I nod, continuing to avoid looking at her, “Good for you.”
“Are you going to be mad at me f
orever?”
“No, it really doesn’t matter to me anymore. Actually, it all worked out better for me anyway.” I say sending a joyful smile in her direction.
“Good, then maybe we can rebuild our friendship.”She says leaning towards me with a smile of her own.
“Can’t wait.” I grumble. Ava comes back rubbing her hand across my leg as she sits down. I quickly find her ear, “I missed you.”
“So that call was to let me know we have a new director for Reckless. The great Daniel Kane,” Joel said with illuminating excitement.
“That’s wonderful Joel. I think that calls for a toast.” I wave our waiter over and order the best bottle of wine available.
“To our new film – Reckless!” Joel exclaimed as we all clank our glasses together.
I look at Ava, still on my honeymoon high, and forget to keep our so far, well-kept-secret, “To my wife, I love you.” I said, kissing her gently as we toast privately.
“You are not married yet.” Rebecca snarled.
“Yes we are, as of a few weeks ago.” I responded, annoyed by her response.
“Oh wow, that’s great! Honey isn’t that wonderful?” Joel said, quickly putting his arm around Rebecca’s shoulders and meeting her wide eyes with a strained smile.
Rebecca eases back in her chair, “Yes, it’s … wonderful.” She said, looking at Ava seemingly sincerely. “So enough about this movie for now, Ava, tell us how you and Sean met. I mean after all, now that the fairy tale is complete you must tell us how it all started.” Rebecca said, leaning forward and concentrating on hearing every word.
“Well, it’s kind of a crazy story actually. I’m not sure I have time to tell it so that it makes sense,” Ava said, looking at me for some direction.
“Oh try. Were you an extra on one of his movies or something?” Rebecca pried further.
Ava laughs as I begin to explain for her, “Ava isn’t an actress Rebecca. She’s an architect, and a very talented one.” I say, smiling at Ava. “She actually designed my father’s Cancer Center,” I said proudly.