Finding Shayla by M C Wilson

Author:M C Wilson
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-05-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

It was a chilly October night, but the yacht had portable heaters situated on the deck. There were a multitude of stars once they got away from the city. Shayla thought she’d died and gone to heaven.

They fed each other chocolate covered strawberries, which Jazz argued were more of an appetizer than a dessert. They dined on perfectly cooked ribeyes and ate Tiramisu for dessert. Shayla was full and content. She was the happiest she’d been in many years and she owed it all to Jazz.

They sat on a bench against the hull with Jazz’s arm draped over Shayla’s shoulders. Shayla was at once at peace and aroused. When Jazz turned Shayla’s face toward hers and leaned in for a kiss, every nerve ending in Shayla’s body hummed.

She let her tongue meander into Jazz’s mouth that tasted of red wine and the sweet dessert they’d shared. She turned toward Jazz some more and kissed her harder. Her whole body raged with need. She needed Jazz in a way she’d never needed anyone else in her life.

Robin’s face appeared in her mind.

“You’re a frigid bitch.” That was what he’d say after he raped her.

But she wasn’t frigid. Right? Obviously. Frigid people didn’t feel like this.

Jazz gently pulled away.

“Come home with me tonight,” she said. “Please.”

“Jazz… I don’t know what I can do. But I’ll try.”

“That’s all I ask. We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. Trust me.”

Shayla had no choice. She had to trust Jazz. Wasn’t that what real relationships were founded upon? And Jazz would never hurt her. Of course, that’s what she’d thought with Robin as well. And, damn, had she been wrong.

But Jazz wasn’t Robin. She was nothing like him. She cared about Shayla. She seemed to cherish her. Shayla took a deep breath. She’d do her best to allow Jazz to care for her. To love her. To make love to her.

They docked and walked up to Jazz’s waiting car. Jazz’s arm was once again around Shayla’s shoulders. Shayla felt comforted and safe. Jazz was wonderful. Shayla needed to not mess this up.

They snuggled together in the limo on the way to Jazz’s place.

“I must warn you, I like the lap of luxury,” Jazz said. “My place is rather opulent.”

“I can’t wait to see it.” And she couldn’t as she was curious beyond words.

“I also don’t allow many people to see it. It’s like my private place. Where I can get away from everyone and everything.”

“I’m honored you’re allowing me in.”

“Shayla, you mean the world to me. You know that, don’t you?”

“And I’m crazy about you,” Shayla said.

“But? I sensed a but there.”

“No buts. Well, maybe one. I don’t know how far I’m ready to go.”

“Relax, sweetheart. As I said, we’ll only go as far as you’re comfortable going. And if that means we kiss for hours on end, then so be it.”

Jazz kissed Shayla then and all Shayla’s worries soared out the window. Everything would be fine. She and Jazz would be fine.

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