"Hello Jack." I say completely enjoying myself. At least I know she hasn't forgotten about me.
"Riddick!" she gasps, standing still as I walk calmly over, confirming her aroused state and smile. I know she's feeling conflicted and partly that's my fault.
Part of me isn't the least bit sorry about that.
"Is it really you? Or am I hallucinating again?" she says in a voice that causes me to twitch. It's a whisper and a purr all at the same time, and I love it.
"How ya doin kid?" I ask walking behind her. I want to touch her so bad, but once I start, I won't stop. Could you? Look at her!
"I'm not a kid any longer Riddick." She tells me. Yeah, I noticed that too, nipples hard, perfect ass, sweet smell of want. Oh yeah, I noticed.
"Yeah, wouldn't you know? Little Jack's all grown up." And I'm growling that. The beast is making himself know and she doesn't flinch. That's my girl.
"You left me." she tells me, hurt. I know baby. I had to.
"I came back." I say watching her go and get some more water. That's a fine ass Jack, what else you got underneath that?
Stop thinking about her ass Riddick, she's like your little sister.
Like hell. "Did you miss me?" I had to ask, but I already know the answer.
"Wipe that smirk off your face Riddick." She snaps at me. Yeah you missed me.
"Aw come on princess…You can tell me." I just couldn't help myself.
"Maybe, big monkey stud like you?" she says sarcastically. "Depends on your definition of 'miss'. Did I wonder if you were dead? Yeah. Did I worry you were in the slam again? Yeah. Did I cream my pants waiting for you to rescue me from this hell hole? NEVER." Liar. You gotta be kidding Jack, after that lap dance against the wall, come on.
Then I really piss her off by laughing. That laughter dies in my mouth when she asks me the same question. "Did you miss me?"
She could have slapped me and I'd of felt better. Yeah kid, those, eyes, that voice, you had my soul. I missed you like hell. "Did you bother?" she snaps moving around me like a predator.
"What's so funny Riddick?" she says really pissed. God I'm lovin this. Come Jack, show me what you got. "I spent the last four years in the dark waiting for you—"
"And here I am." I tell her moving closer. Her breath quickens and my beast is calling…
Down boy.
Fuck you dickey.
"And here you are. Gonna leave again? Should I be grateful? Should I melt against those big…hard… tight… muscles and let you do what you know you want? Should I cry?" she says mad as hell. Imam was definitely right. She's all grown up and I need to watch my ass. But the fun is gonna be trying…
She pissed all right and turned on. I can smell it, and she knows it, and that makes her even more pissed. Sorry kid, that's the law of the jungle.
I'm gonna have fun with you Jackie…
"Sure, grateful is good. Boring but good. Melt against me? Aw Jack, you've always known I'm all yours." I say smiling inches from that perfect ass.
I just love fucking with her.
"Bastard. You took long enough." She says glaring. Keep this up princess and we just might get somewhere. "I thought you'd cut your losses and ran."
That hit below the belt. I don't run, not from those I care about. I had to keep the mercs away from her.
"I see you're still hanging on to this." I remind her as my fingers run along her collarbone to the necklace and the medallion, the only remnant of my life the slam never took away. Her skin and parts of me are standing at attention.
"See anything you like?" she asks. Do I? Jack, you fucking kidding?
"Maybe." I purr, just for the hell of it.
"Take a picture then. It'll last longer." She says turning on me. Her face is inches from mine and I'll never forget what she feels like so close. She was all animal.
Needless to say, I am one turned on mother fucker.
"Jack?" I say and at this point I could pounce so easily. "What are you doing?"
"Seeing if you're real or not." Then she inhales right by my throat. "Yep. You smell real. But I'm not really convinced." Then she's smiling, a wicked little smile that is so like me I'm glad it was dark.
Jack is all grown up, there I've thought it and saw it and felt it. DAMN, controlling myself just got harder. Literally.
She turns on me and walks to the dresser and grabs a bone clip, one from the planet that she's fashioned to hold up her hair and sweeps it up. "I thought you wanted it back. Here, undo it and get out."
"Jack." I say. This is going south fast. I didn't realize she'd be so pissed at me.
She turns her back and I notice in the dim light another tattoo, it's my medallion on the back of her neck, just below her brain stem. "I don't need it anymore." And she's smiling now. Fuck!
I want to touch it. Damn, I want to touch her. "Keep it. It looks better around your neck. Couldn't sleep princess?"
I have to turn this shit around. "I am not your princess. How long have you been standing there?" Long enough to get my dick in a twist kid. Long enough.
"Not long." I lie standing right behind her whispering it in her ear. And she realizes that I might have witnessed a few things. That's better. I like having control of situations like this. I'm the one that fucks with things, not her.
"Damn it!" she says even more frustrated. "Pervert. Don't you pay for shows like that?"
"Aw Jack. That hurts. I travel halfway across the galaxy and this is the reception I get? Ouch." I'm loving this. Horny Jack, could it get any better?
She growls at me. I love it when I get her that way. "I was dreaming, you perv, and NOT of you. Don't get your head all big now." then she looks right at my dick.
You wish princess.
"Okay, asshole. I was dreaming. Get over it. Who's to say you aren't a dream now."
"Can dreams speak?" I say and walk to face her. I love her scent. She's mine, and I'm warming up to the idea that I should tell her some time…soon. "Close your eyes and remember what I taught you."
Despite how mad she is at me, She trusts me so completely that she doesn't hesitate to obey. And I am pleased as hell that hasn't changed. Standing close to her I can feel her, smell her. Now, this I can't get enough of.
Essence de Jack. Mmm.
I watch her close her eyes slowly and her face relax. Next to her ear I lean in and ask, softly, tenderly, "What do you hear?"
"Heart beats, strong and steady, breathing. The low growl of an animal." She says smirking. Smart ass, but it's nice to be remembered.
"What do you smell?" I ask standing too close but I could really give a shit about that right now.
"Mmm. Sandalwood, spice, vanilla. Sweat and—" she answers. Good girl now listen to your body, what else? She's smiling, that's right kiddo. "Desire."
She smiles. Yeah Jack, that's right.
She's remembered and been a good student. That's good. "Now," I say moving just a few inches back. "What do you see?"
She slowly opens her eyes and starts, "Silver, a man who could have sent word to me he wasn't dead. Four years Riddick! It took you long enough. You could have sent word or something. I didn't know if you were dead or worse. Or, " she asks licking her lips.
Jack don't do that.
She continues despite my unspoken request. "Were you waiting around for me to grow up?"
Then she smacks me hard against the chest. What surprised me is that it really hurt.
She had me there. Let it out princess, I deserved that.
"Could be." I say fucking with her again. Now, she's not mad, she's furious. Damn, I hit a nerve. I can't blame her. I left her and the holy man and went on my way. ""What else do you see?"
"Flesh," she growls slowly at me, letting it descend into a purr while she's staring me down. And I mean staring"and blood." God she's killing me. Does she even realize it?
There is no fear in her eyes, nothing except the animal I saw on T2. Granted, it was a cub but there lurking dormant all the same. I look at her and smile.
Damn if I'm not pleased as hell.
"It's about time you noticed. I mean, I'm standing right here Jack." I say looking very pleased with myself. She knows it and smirks. "I've been watching you all night."
"Did you enjoy the show?" she asks me. Oh yeah princess.
"You're pretty fast with a shiv. Did the skinny man outside teach you that?" I ask her referring to Salim. Imam told me about him when I arrived and I have to say, I was pretty impressed. He's a strong man, and quick. "Took a beating and gave one. Never knew you had it in you. Taking after me I guess."
I am smug, I know it, fucken sue me.
"Thank you. I do try to be the best at whatever I get-my-hands-on." She says staring me down like a side of meat.
"Really?" I ask looking at her with my head cocked slightly to the side. "You wanna play with the big boys now? You think you got the juice for that princess?"
"You think you can handle a little girl? Here's the skinny Riddick. I grew up. I'm not this teary eyed little frightened thing anymore. What did you expect me to do, think that my prince charming was gonna come back and rescue me? Fat chance. My days of crying for freedom are long gone. I'm all grown up now."
You're telling me. I got eyes Jack.
"Timid little Jack, all grown up." I say chuckling cause this tough girl act is funny.
Then she looks at me. And her face changes to tenderness. Damn, how like a woman to do that right when I was really enjoying myself.
"Glad you noticed." She says sighing as she takes the hair clip out. Your eyes bore into my soul when you look at me like that. And now that body makes me want to touch and feel and devour that skin… "When did you get in? Are you hungry?"
"Now that's a loaded question Jack. Come on. You're standing there, looking like that and you ask me that question. Be reasonable. I'm only human, you can see that, can't you?" I say smiling. Good it's back to fucking with her.
She takes a good look at me staring at her and smiles. That's a girl, get used to that.
"Nice place you got. Imam was very generous." I say, trying to change the subject so I can get some time to calm my ass down.
"He's hoping I will pick a husband soon and bless him with grandchildren." She tells me. Grandpa Imam, yeah right.
"What did you tell him?" I ask. I gotta know what she said; bet it was hysterical.
She moves over to the settee and sits down, leaning against the back. Damn if you couldn't get laid like a mother fucker on this. She pats for me to join her. Now, this could get very interesting…
"Let's just say this." She says leaning in. "when I go to services with him, veiled as he requests, I don't appear to be very convincing acting as docile as he wishes. The men are frightened of me. And I seem to have a problem with rules, although I am very discrete when I decide to do what I want."
"You're kidding." I say in mock alarm. I can imagine her walking into a mosque and seeing them shaking in their sandals. Her eyes alone could do that.
Hell, I'd pay money to see that.
"My idea," she continues coming very close to my ear lobe. "of a husband is nothing like Imam's idea of a husband. I personally prefer something more exotic."
She just stared at my throat and licked her lips again.
Down boy.
"Really?" I ask her watching her rise and move back to get another drink of water. That ass alone is tempting the shit out of me. Bad girl Jack, it's not nice to tease.
She sits back down and looks tired. It's late and all this fucking around however fun is tiring. I need a cold shower and she needs a good…that's enough. I need to stop thinking like that. This is Jack…
"I missed you Jack." I say very serious cause I am. I've thought about her everyday. I didn't mean it to come out, but since it did, I'm not taking it back.
She kills me, by leaning against my arm and placing her soft palm on my cheek.
Damn I'm such a pussy.
She laughs again and makes me feel stupid all of a sudden. "Hey, you're killing me with all this sentiment."
That's it little lady, you're in for it now. The beast senses a challenge and so do I.
We both stand. And I'm growling. But I gotta hand it to her she's not backing down. "Would you prefer, a strip tease and nice piece of ass?" she asks me smacking that perfect cheek of hers.
Now that's an idea.
"Couldn't hurt." I say and my eyes twinkle.
"Dream on Riddick." She says to me rolling her eyes.
"I should say the same about you princess." I counter. Hell if I'm gonna let that one by.
"The guest quarters are on the other side of the hallway. You my dear are smack dab in the middle of the women's quarters. Be careful. We bite." She tells me walking too close for comfort. I smile again.
"I'm tellin' ya Jack you're playing with fire." I warn. Better be sure now kid.
"Is that a challenge?" she says walking behind me. Using my tactics back on me, damn I need to turn this shit around again.
"Could be." I smirk, gotta love the balls she's got. Big ones.
She's sighing. "I missed you." she says in a purr. "I missed how you'd stalk," I'm really enjoying this, cause she's still walking around me but now she's touching my shoulders with a wet finger. "It was so naughty to watch."
The way she's talkin' now, the beast just might make an appearance.
"You aren't playing nice." I growl as her breasts and that damn silk graze my arm.
Say that again, Jack. I dare you.
"And you shouldn't stare at people in the shower." She replies, got me there Jackie.
"How long are you staying?" she asks suddenly concerned. "Are you still on the run?"
"I'll always be on the run Jack. But I manage. I gotta say, for the record, you turned out pretty nice."
She kills me, by twirling around. "Really? I'm glad you noticed. This is one of my compulsions, one of my many vices. I want to never be weak. I always want to let go, but never seemed to be allowed to. I will not bow to anyone. Being strong, for me, is being free."
I know what she means. But she's killing me here. She's got the power, my power and I don't know how I lost it.
"You couldn't let go if someone helped you. Holy man's got you wound so tight you couldn't squeeze a diamond out your ass."
"How would you know?" That's right Jack, go there I dare you.
"That lap dance against the door was pretty interesting. Do you do that often?"
"Shut up you pervert." She spits. Fire, thy name is woman.
"Aw what's the matter Jack, couldn't get me out of your head? Can't seem to get rid of that ache?" I quip, I know she hears me, but she's doing her best to ignore me. I come up behind her and feel that silk against her ass, damn fine ass… I run my hands down her arms and against her sides causing her to sigh against me.
That's it, let it go, I got ya.
"Really, are you so sure about my ass Riddick?"
Wow, now that took courage. Then she rubs it against me, and the tide is turned again. Shit, how the fuck did I let her get away with that?
Growling out loud doesn't help. "Bastard." She says moaning against my neck. This is more fun than I've had in a while. "You're not being fair."
And for just a moment I see what she's got locked up so tight. Poor kid, having to live with that shut up like a caged animal. No one should have to live like that.
"Never said I was gonna be." I whisper in her ear. "Just the animal stalking it's prey." I growl that one… Man's she's got a stubborn streak in her
"Stop screwing around with my head Riddick. It's late and I'm not in the mood."
"Now Jack, the fucking hasn't started yet and I guarantee you're in the mood." She pushes off me and let me tell you those breasts are lethal.
"Go Riddick. I'll see you at breakfast, then after you and I are going to fight. Cause this shit has got to stop."
"Whatever you say sugar. I'm game. A good fight is just as liberating as a good pouncing." I smile and she surprises me.
She walks up to me and wraps her arms around my neck. "I'm glad you're back really. I'm so sorry I'm so edgy. There's so much going on. It's been so hard without you."
Now, I was perfectly fine with the way this conversation was headed.
"Good night Riddick. I really am very glad your back. To…" she says but doesn't finish because she kisses my cheek, slowly and softly. DAMN…
And I swear, as I walk out of the room, the feel of her body against me, the soft wetness of those lips on my cheek, I realize something I wasn't expecting.
I'm totally fucked. She's won again.