As Sydney began checking into her hotel she caught a flash of blond hair
and a long, lean body. " Shit." She thought. Why do I have to keep
running into him? I mean Jamaica isn't that small of a place.
" Well hello my dear Sydney. How has it been going? Well, I can imagine it has been just awful because you haven't been with me. You just have to grin and bear it."
" You asshole. For one thing I am really glad that I haven't seen you before this." Take that Sark. Sydney was laughing inside. I bet no one has ever even thought of making fun of the hot, sexy Julian Sark.
" Oh my God did I just say that Sark was hot and sexy? I must be delusional." I definitely need to get some rest."
" I know you just love my company Sark must I must go and get some sleep because I have to erase your ugly face from my mind."
Just before Sydney got to the elevator she heard Sark call out," If you are really going to sleep it will only because you want to dream of my heavenly body."
" In your dreams Sark." Sydney called out.
" Every night luv, every night." Sark whispered.
Sydney woke up feeling refreshed and relaxed. " Now if only I don't run into Sark again."
Sydney donned a beautiful cream-colored dress that had several knots twisted in it and a sort of sparkly hazy cream-colored covering. She put in dangly gold earrings, a gold bracelet, and a really expensive necklace with a clear teardrop on it.
As she walked down the stairs she vowed that even if she did run into Sark she would make an effort to be civil. She promised herself that no one or anything would ruin her night.
As Sydney got dressed to go to bed, she started to wish she had come on this trip sooner. She realized she needed a vacation and wished that she hadn't spent so much time at work.
Sydney got into bed and covered up with her white sheets. She yawned and drifted into a light sleep.
" I want you. Please kiss me, hold me, love me, make love to me." Sydney whispered.
Sark began walking towards her. He slowly took off his white undershirt. He threw it on the floor. He walked up to her and slowly pushed her onto the bed. He lifted up her top and began kissing her stomach.
" God do you know how much I love you? I want you to know that after this vacation I am going to quit the Covenant. I want to make love to you every night and make babies with you."
" I love you, too. Just make love to me. Right now. Now. Please." Sydney whispered on a breathy sigh.
Sydney woke up in a cold sweat. " I can't believe I had another dream about having sex with Sark. Is there some hidden meaning in these dreams?"
She heard a light tapping on the window. She got up and looked out of the window and saw Sark out on the balcony. She opened the door and hissed," What the hell are you doing out here at god knows when?"
Sydney realized that Sark looked scrumptious in his tight white t-shirt and tight-fitting jeans. " God, what am I thinking that Sark is hot? Sark is a bad man. He kills people."
No matter how hard she tried she couldn't get the feelings of arousal to leave her. She knew Sark was a bad man but she couldn't seem to help herself.
Sark said," I came here to ask you to dance. I saw you downstairs but I never got a chance to steal a dance from you. So will you dance with me?"
Against her better judgment she heard the word "Yes "come out of her mouth.
Sark gathered her up close and whispered in her ear, "You are quite the dancer Miss Bristow. I bet you could do all sorts of bendy and flippy things in bed. Can I see?"
Sydney decided to heat Sark up a little bit. She leaned in close and whispered, "I really can't. You see I'm not wearing my lucky underwear, and I need to be wearing them when I get lucky. I wouldn't want to disappoint you in bed sexy. Bye Mr. Sark. Nice dancing with you. Maybe next time we can do a little dancing in your bed."
Sydney laughed inwardly as she saw Sark's pupils dilate in desire. She closed the door and shot him a sexy smirk. " Let him be aroused once in a while. Let him see how it feels!"
Sydney fell asleep with that same smirk on her face.
" Well hello my dear Sydney. How has it been going? Well, I can imagine it has been just awful because you haven't been with me. You just have to grin and bear it."
" You asshole. For one thing I am really glad that I haven't seen you before this." Take that Sark. Sydney was laughing inside. I bet no one has ever even thought of making fun of the hot, sexy Julian Sark.
" Oh my God did I just say that Sark was hot and sexy? I must be delusional." I definitely need to get some rest."
" I know you just love my company Sark must I must go and get some sleep because I have to erase your ugly face from my mind."
Just before Sydney got to the elevator she heard Sark call out," If you are really going to sleep it will only because you want to dream of my heavenly body."
" In your dreams Sark." Sydney called out.
" Every night luv, every night." Sark whispered.
Sydney woke up feeling refreshed and relaxed. " Now if only I don't run into Sark again."
Sydney donned a beautiful cream-colored dress that had several knots twisted in it and a sort of sparkly hazy cream-colored covering. She put in dangly gold earrings, a gold bracelet, and a really expensive necklace with a clear teardrop on it.
As she walked down the stairs she vowed that even if she did run into Sark she would make an effort to be civil. She promised herself that no one or anything would ruin her night.
As Sydney got dressed to go to bed, she started to wish she had come on this trip sooner. She realized she needed a vacation and wished that she hadn't spent so much time at work.
Sydney got into bed and covered up with her white sheets. She yawned and drifted into a light sleep.
" I want you. Please kiss me, hold me, love me, make love to me." Sydney whispered.
Sark began walking towards her. He slowly took off his white undershirt. He threw it on the floor. He walked up to her and slowly pushed her onto the bed. He lifted up her top and began kissing her stomach.
" God do you know how much I love you? I want you to know that after this vacation I am going to quit the Covenant. I want to make love to you every night and make babies with you."
" I love you, too. Just make love to me. Right now. Now. Please." Sydney whispered on a breathy sigh.
Sydney woke up in a cold sweat. " I can't believe I had another dream about having sex with Sark. Is there some hidden meaning in these dreams?"
She heard a light tapping on the window. She got up and looked out of the window and saw Sark out on the balcony. She opened the door and hissed," What the hell are you doing out here at god knows when?"
Sydney realized that Sark looked scrumptious in his tight white t-shirt and tight-fitting jeans. " God, what am I thinking that Sark is hot? Sark is a bad man. He kills people."
No matter how hard she tried she couldn't get the feelings of arousal to leave her. She knew Sark was a bad man but she couldn't seem to help herself.
Sark said," I came here to ask you to dance. I saw you downstairs but I never got a chance to steal a dance from you. So will you dance with me?"
Against her better judgment she heard the word "Yes "come out of her mouth.
Sark gathered her up close and whispered in her ear, "You are quite the dancer Miss Bristow. I bet you could do all sorts of bendy and flippy things in bed. Can I see?"
Sydney decided to heat Sark up a little bit. She leaned in close and whispered, "I really can't. You see I'm not wearing my lucky underwear, and I need to be wearing them when I get lucky. I wouldn't want to disappoint you in bed sexy. Bye Mr. Sark. Nice dancing with you. Maybe next time we can do a little dancing in your bed."
Sydney laughed inwardly as she saw Sark's pupils dilate in desire. She closed the door and shot him a sexy smirk. " Let him be aroused once in a while. Let him see how it feels!"
Sydney fell asleep with that same smirk on her face.