Chapter 4; Domination

-control by being more powerful.

She lay on the bed, her long crimson hair draped over her shoulders. She ran a hand through the roots at the top and cocked her head slightly, watching eagerly as Jonny climbed onto the bed. He was soon on his knees with one leg either side of her hips. Wasting no time, he descended on to her, taking one hand to brush the hair gently off her face and then used it to prop himself up on the bed before using his other hand to clear some hair off her neck. His fingers softly drew the hair back, leaving her pale neck bare. He leaned down, kissing her at the top of her neck a few times and then started to make his way downwards. Each kiss he planted on her was as tender as the first. She exhaled loudly and let out a noise which could only be described as a tiny whimper, as he began now to caress her naked shoulder. She drew the hand she had outstretched behind her, closer into her and proceeded to unbutton his shirt. She was just at the third button when his hands emerged and clasped her own, stopping her from undoing it completely. He broke away from her shoulder, moved towards her face, then leant in like he was about to kiss her. Although just as she rose up to kiss him too, he jumped up, saying "Let's got to the beach, come on" springing up and gently slapping her thigh. His sudden outburst had left her temporarily speechless and it took her a few moments to finally respond,

"Now?"

"Yeah, it'll be fun!" he said, grinning and grabbing her hand then pulling her up. She literally jumped into her shoes before being dragged out the door by a very eager Jonny.

The hotel was a very short walk from the beach, Just down the road and they arrived at the waterfront. Down there the bright lights of the many restaurants illuminated the beach. It was a pretty scene; the stone path that traced the seafront all the way past as far as the eye could see. Multiple restaurants, bars and shops placed along the front were full of people. The sound of chatter and laughter and clattering plates could be heard as well as the crashing of the waves. The sea air surrounded the scene, almost masked by the overwhelming aroma of cooked food. Both Jac and Jonny stood a moment to take in the scene before stepping down the tiny stone steps and onto the sand in front of the busy seafront attractions. The sun was only just visible now as they walked along the beach together. They remained silent for quite some time, just soaking in the atmosphere and admiring their setting. Jac was quite taken by the brilliant vibrantness of the sky, it looked awfully pretty. While Jonny gazed at the masses of bars, generally being nosey. It was at that point that he asked "D'ya fancy a drink?"

"Yeah, why not, as long as you're buying" she laughed.

"This is a Maconaylor special!" Jonny shouted, holding his brightly coloured cocktail in the air, slurring slightly but managed to add "and I'm going to ask you a question, princess, and if you get it wrong, you have to down this"

Jac could only giggle at him. She nodded in acceptance of his challenge and continued to laugh.

"Right" he said "What colour is this?" as he tried to aim his finger to point at the cocktail drink.

"It's yellow" Jac blurted out.

"Is it? I don't even know what it is.. Drink!" he shouted, handing her the drink.

She quickly swallowed it down as he sat there in fits of laughter, and then leaned in closer "Weren't quick enough darling, kiss me, it's a for.. For something"

"If you catch me" she chuckled and before he could say anything she had jumped up and ran straight out the bar laughing at the top of her voice. He was straight after her. She could barely run from all the laughing and was only just on the beach. He chased her and then once he'd caught up, grabbed her arm and swing her round into him. They were both abit breathless from running but naturally their lips met and they were soon kissing passionately on the beach. The sea waves were gently rolling onto the sand and covering their bare feet, neither of them realising that they had removed their shoes somewhere and not gone back for them. The moon was beaming down offering some light and the seafront area was now quiet, with only a few people around. After breaking away a few moments later, Jac felt surprisingly much less drunk, like she had suddenly come back down to earth. Her thoughts actually started to make sense again and when she asked Jonny to take her to bed she whole heartedly knew that was exactly what she wanted. And he didn't waste anytime in answering. He had picked her up and carried her back to the hotel without a second thought.