­­­­­­­Second chapter. Yes there will be a little sexual content later in the story for all my horny readers. Enjoy.

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Riddick stared at the ceiling letting the cold breeze sweep over his naked body. He didn't shiver; he didn't even blink. His mind was set on Jack. He licked his lips as he her name rolled of his tongue.

" Jaclyn…mmm." He said aloud.

The wind blew softly outside making the crashing of the waves even more beautiful. Riddick was now living on a tropical planet called Olahara. He had a small house by the beach. There was nobody near him for miles. Though there was a large city only 45 minutes away.

            For some reason Riddick couldn't seem to get Jack out of his mind lately. Her body…her every curve. Riddick could feel himself getting hard at the though of her.

" C'mon Rid. Your thinking about a seventeen year old girl." He scolded himself.

" You're right…but remember, that was five years ago. Imagined how good she looks now."  Whispered the beast inside of him.

He growled sensually. His body tense as he grabbed his cock. He stoked it thinking about her. About her curves…her ass, breast…everything. He wanted to see her…and bad.

Jack type on her laptop furiously. Being a hacker came in very handing. She could find out anything about anybody…even Riddick.

" Richard B. Riddick. Resigns on the planet Olahara. That's it!" she growled. She slammed her lid of her laptop down.

" Get ready Riddick, " she said getting up, " 'cause your not going to survive this one." She said walking out of her room.

Jack walked out of the ship and onto the hot sand. She had only been on planet for 15 seconds and already she was burning up.

" I knew I should have worn shorts." She grumbled grabbing her bags. She looked around at the many people hugging and kissing and greeting each other.  Jack realized that she was getting nervous. Her stomach had butterflies and she was shaking.

" C'mon Jack…you can do this." She said walking over to the nearest hotel.

Jack threw down her bags as she sat down on the small bed. Her body felt tired and heavy. She wanted to sleep but she knew that she had work to be done. She needed to kill Riddick, and she only had a week to do it. Lazily she got of the bed and set up her laptop at the makeshift desk. She began typing away, trying to find out any information on where Riddick might be hiding. After an hour of typing she finally gave up.

" Nothing…there is nothing here!" she screamed. 

She was about to close her lab top when she had an idea.

Jack walked through the crowed streets looking around, hoping to find somewhere Riddick might have bin. She looked down an alley and saw a sign.

" Melana's Whore House." She said aloud. She smiled; she figured Riddick was a usual costumer. She walked in and cringed. Moans and screams were heard from up stairs. The smell of smoke entered her nose. A woman twice her size with rosy cheeks and curly hair approached her.

" Hello there. Welcome to Melana's Whore House. How may I help you?"

" I was wondering if you have seen this man?" she asked holding up the hologram. The picture of his face loaded. The woman smiled.

" Yes…Mr. Richard B. Riddick. He is one of our regulars." She said with a smile.

" Could you tell me where he lives?"

" Umm… I don't think we are at liberty to give away that type of information."

" Nothing… at all?" she asked disappointed.

" He lives on the beach if that helps."

" Ok how long is the beach?"

" Only 300 miles." She said with a smile.

" Damn it…Ok." She said closing the hologram. She began to walk when she over heard the lady that approached her and another younger girl.

" She was cute."

" Yeah I know. To bad, I was hoping she was going to ask for a job. I'm sure Mr. Riddick would have chosen her. She seems to be his type."

Jack turned on her heels and smirked.

" Job?"