“I want you to touch me.” My voice was a whisper as I looked into Jack’s eyes with my answer.

“Show me where you want me to touch you.”

I knew I had touched myself for him before, but it was different when we were thousands of miles apart and he was watching me alone in my room on the tour bus. I hesitated, but slowly raised my hand and touched my own nipple with my forefinger. “Here.” My voice came out shaky with desire.

Jack reached for another ice cube and put it into his mouth, leaving the cube protruding from between his sexy lips. He kept his eyes locked on mine as he slowly leaned over my body and touched the frozen cube to my nipple. The sensation of the cold ice mixed with the heat pouring from Jack’s mouth awakens every inch of my skin.

I watched in amazement as Jack circled my nipple with the cube round and round until my nipple stood pointed and full, engorged almost to the point of pain, but not quite. Our eyes never disconnected as he moved from one breast to the other, not satisfied until both were fully standing at attention.

I wasn’t sure if the cube had melted on my flaming skin or if Jack’s hot mouth had scorched it to water, but there was no cold left when Jack’s warm mouth came back down on my nipple, sucking it firmly and biting down until I could no longer hold back my low moan.

I felt one of Jack’s hands travel down my stomach and linger for a moment, gently circling my clit as he continued the assault of my nipple with his warm mouth. His hand briefly left my clit, but a second later his thumb was back, making small circles as I felt what I initially thought was his finger push inside of me. But the cold sensation I suddenly felt quickly made me realize what he had done.

Jack must have sensed I was about to speak, because I caught a glimpse of a devilish grin on his face before his mouth covered mine in a heated kiss. It didn’t take long for me to forget what I was about to say when his tongue thrust between my lips, consuming my mouth as only he could. A few minutes later I was so completely lost in his kiss, that I didn’t realize what he was doing until he was almost done. His mouth never left mine, as his fingers parted my swollen lips and he inserted a second ice cube inside of me. I squirmed at the sensation between my legs, my moan came out stifled between our kiss.

His hand cupped my sex and I lifted, trying to rub my clit against his hand, desperate to find friction.

Jack pulled back from the kiss, leaving me breathless. “Not yet.”

I wanted to scream. Was he kidding me? He had made me touch myself, tortured my body with ice and made my ni**les swell so much it bordered on pain, and he was going to tell me not yet?

I groaned and tried to shift his body that was half lying on me to bring him fully on top of me.

Jack looked down at me, slightly amused at my futile attempts. He looked sexy as hell with his messy hair and arrogant, devilish smile. He saw my frustration and kissed my mouth harshly before crawling down my body, his head stopping between my thighs.

I watched as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath in, soaking in my scent, and I blushed in reaction to the intimate gesture. He raised his gaze to meet mine and his hands slipped under my ass, lifting my pelvis to meet his mouth. I knew that he was making sure that I could watch, I just wasn’t sure if it excited me or him more for me to watch him.

Jack raised his eyes to meet mine as his tongue swirled around my swollen clit. The warmth of his mouth and heat of my excitement caused the ice cubes to dissolve at a rapid pace, sending a stream of ice cold water dripping from inside of me. The intensity of the different stimulations on me all at the same time hit me and I felt the familiar spin in my head as my body braced for what was to come next.

A throaty moan escaped from deep within my body and at first I didn’t even recognize that it had come from me. My heart began to race and between my legs began to spasm. I bucked my hips up, pushing Jack’s face down deeper between my legs. He speared his tongue deeply into me, sucking and lapping at the moisture that continued to trickle out from inside of me. His tongue moved in and out, mimicking the rhythm his hips would make when he was thrusting inside of me.

“Jack.” My voice was so high pitched it was barely a squeak.

His two long fingers pushed inside of me as his mouth moved up to take my clit with a strong deep suck, sending me into my first wave of ecstasy. I heard my voice cry his name over and over as my orgasm washed over me, but I had no control over my own sound. Just as my trembling body began to slow, Jack thrust inside of me, his thick arousal filling my already engorged channel in one deep downstroke.

“So perfect,” Jack said hoarsely, his eyes locked to mine as he began moving slowly inside of me. His mouth gently covered mine and I was surprised that tasting myself on Jack’s tongue excited me. His tongue mimicked the actions of his hips, moving gently in and out and then swirling as he buried himself to the hilt to add friction to my clit.

Jack’s thrusts quickened and he broke our kiss so he could look into my eyes as he came closer to his own release. I watched, finding myself needing to see Jack come undone, suddenly understanding why Jack always needed to watch me as I came undone for him. His jaw clenched as I felt the first spurt of heat spill into me. The intensity on Jack’s face and the heat from his release surprised me as it pushed me into yet another wave of rippling orgasm. Jack groaned as he realized that he had sent my body into a tremble and his thrusts became harder and faster until he was empty, my body filled with his release.

Even though it was hot and humid and we were both overheated with moisture, I trembled when he eventually pulled out of me and took me in his arms, pulling me tightly to his chest. He kissed my forehead gently. “I love you, Syd.”

“I love you too, Jack.” Then we both fell asleep, naked in the middle of a vineyard, in a fantasy that had somehow become my reality.

Chapter 12

Our two days in Tuscany passed way too quickly and I found myself stalling for time as I got ready to go, not wanting to bring our alone time to an end yet. We had been together plenty of nights before, but never fully disconnected from life, free from cell phones and internet and outside interference. I should have been excited to go back on tour, to live a dream that most people could only fantasize about, but the reality was that my time with Jack was better than any dream that I’d ever had.

After my shower, I found Jack looking out at the vineyard, lost deep somewhere in thought.

“Penny for your thoughts?” I wrapped my arms around his waist, standing behind him, taking in the view that had captured his attention.