Alliances
Part 2
Sue Ellen sat on a chaise lounge on the veranda, next to the pool. She was reading the business section of the Dallas Morning News. J.R.'s invitation for her to join him as a silent partner in his new oil company had intrigued her. She wanted to be better informed, just in case she accepted his offer. She quickly set the paper down, when J.R. walked outside.
He walked over to her, and glanced at the bathing suit she wore. It was a black bandeau suit with cutout sides, and high-cut legs. She left the straps untied, to eliminate tan lines. J.R. was excited the instant he saw her.
He said, "Good Mornin', Sugar, you look downright fetchin' in that suit, Honey."
Sue Ellen removed her sunglasses, and said, "Mornin', Darlin'. How did you sleep?"
J.R. said, "Not very well, I guess that I'm still not used to the time change."
Sue Ellen sighed, and said, "I know what you mean. I got tired of tryin' to sleep, and came out here to get a little sun."
J.R. noticed the folded newspaper on the foot of the chaise, and asked, "What are you readin', Sue Ellen?"
Sue Ellen said, "Oh, just a little bit of the Mornin' news. Why don't you go put on your swim trunks, and join me for a swim?"
J.R. picked up the newspaper, and was pleased to discover that Sue Ellen had been reading the business section.
He smirked at her, and said, "Catchin' up on some business news, huh?"
Sue Ellen reached for the paper in his hand, and defensively said, "No, I just wanted somethin' to read, and grabbed the first thing I could find."
J.R. grinned at her. He knew that his offer for Sue Ellen to become his business partner had made an impression on her. He dropped the newspaper back on the foot of the chaise lounge, and leaned over to kiss Sue Ellen. She tilted her head back to accept his kiss. His hand lingered on her shoulder, and she inhaled the heady aroma on his cologne. She loved the way he smelled when he wore Bulgari cologne for men. The refreshing oriental woodsy fragrance of the cologne blended with rosewood, peppers and musk, combined with watery and spicy notes was perfect for daytime wear, and smelled delicious on J.R.
J.R. said, "Don't go away, Sugar. I'll be right back."
Sue Ellen watched as J.R. walked back inside the house. God, how she wanted him, she thought. Her mind traveled back to their first night in Tuscany, when J.R. made love to her on the balcony of their villa. She closed her eyes, savoring the memory of how incredible it felt when J.R. took her. She remembered the look in his eyes when he saw her nude body under the stars. His eyes were dark with lust. She fanned herself with her hand, to help diffuse the heat from her thoughts, before they consumed her.
J.R. returned, as Sue Ellen dove into the swimming pool. He stared at her, as she cut a swath through the water. She was graceful, even while swimming.
He muttered to himself, "You are one lucky bastard, J.R."
Sue Ellen lifted her head out of the pool near the stairs. She reached out her hand for J.R. to join her in the water. He stepped down the stairs, and sat on the bottom step. He pulled Sue Ellen into his arms, and brushed her dripping wet hair away from her eyes. She grinned at him, and pursed her lips for a kiss. J.R. put his hand at the back of her head, and pulled her to him. His lips were warm, and his tongue teased at her mouth, urging her to open her mouth to him. He pulled her on top of his lap, and continued kissing her. He was becoming aroused, as she shifted her weight on him.
J.R. pulled away from her, and said, "You're startin' somethin', Sugar. I hope you're up to finishin' it?"
"I'm up for whatever you can dish out, Darlin'," she purred.
Sue Ellen stood up, and brushed against his arm with her leg, as she walked over to the chaise lounge, and picked up her towel. J.R. turned around, and climbed out of the pool. Sue Ellen handed him a towel, while she finished patting her skin dry.
J.R. placed the towel around his shoulders, and said, "You won't have to take the time to dry off, Honey. I've got somethin' planned for you that's much more important."
J.R. put his arm around Sue Ellen's shoulder, as they walked into the house. He opened the bedroom door for her, and watched her walk into the bedroom. The high-cut leg opening of her bathing suit added a few more inches to her sleek, long legs. Sue Ellen's hips moved seductively from side to side, as she walked past J.R. A deep sigh escaped him as Sue Ellen purposely brushed her hand against his thigh. He closed the door, and locked the doorknob. He reached his hand out, and caught Sue Ellen around her waist. He dragged her to him with one swift pull of his arm.
Sue Ellen gasped, as her body impacted against his chest. J.R. gripped her around her waist, and voraciously kissed her neck. He moved his hands up her torso, stopping at the curve of her breasts. Sue Ellen's sharp intake of breath told J.R. that he had her full attention. He moved his hands to her breasts, and she whimpered, unable to control her heated reaction to his touch. She was dizzy with desire for him, and leaned against him.
J.R. continued kissing Sue Ellen, marauding her mouth with his ravenous need for her. Her legs were weak, and her stomach was aching with longing for him. He lifted her into his arms, and carried her to the bed. He wasted no time in removing his swimming trunks, and Sue Ellen's eyes widened, as he stood over her in all his glory. He lowered himself on top of her, and rolled the bandeau top of her bathing suit over her full breasts.
J.R. tried to speak, but his words caught in his throat as his eyes glanced over Sue Ellen's supple body. He leered at her, as his eyes swept over her from head to toe. He rapidly took her, as she cried out his name while she pressed her hips against him. J.R. thrust his hips into her. Sue Ellen clawed at his shoulders with her fingernails. He winced from the pain she had inflicted. J.R. continued his undulations, as she writhed beneath him. His skilled and deliberate movements drove her to the brink of a wildly spinning vortex. J.R. bit at his bottom lip, as he was swept away by an ardent wave. He collapsed against her chest, and she put her arms around him, and whispered into his ear.
Sue Ellen softly said, "God, J.R., you, are so good."
J.R. turned his head to face her, and kissed her cheek. He didn't have enough strength to speak, but the look in his eyes spoke volumes. The deep blue pools of his eyes were overflowing with raw emotion, and bore into her very soul. She gently kissed him, as he closed his eyes, and gave into exhaustion. Sue Ellen held J.R. in her arms, lightly caressing his back with her hands. His slow and even breathing told her that J.R. had fallen asleep in her arms. She kissed his cheek, and carefully rolled him off of her, not wanting to disturb his slumber.
Sue Ellen lay on her side, watching J.R. sleep. He wore a smile on his face, and she was fascinated by it. She studied his appearance, searing the impression of his features into her memory. She knew each line on his face, from his emphatically arched eyebrows, to his strong jaw. She knew the way his eyelashes felt, when they brushed against her cheeks during a kiss. She could tell what kind of mood was in from simply looking into his eyes. She knew J.R. better than he knew himself, but lately she noticed details about his appearance, his behavior, and his mannerisms she hadn't noticed before. If she doubted her true feelings for J.R., she didn't now. She loved him so deeply, that she ached for him when she wasn't with him. Sue Ellen wondered if J.R. felt as she did? Time would tell, she supposed. She gingerly rose from the bed, and tiptoed into the bathroom to take a shower.
Sue Ellen was styling her hair when she heard J.R. calling for her.
She walked into the bedroom, and said, "I'm right here, Darlin'. Is anything the matter?"
J.R. looked at her. She was wearing her bathrobe. The neckline of the robe was open, revealing a hint of her décolletage.
J.R. eyed her wickedly, and said in a deep voice, "Come over here, Sue Ellen."
She looked at him and asked, "Is that an order, Darlin'?"
J.R. chuckled at her response, and said, "No, but it is a request. Please?"
Sue Ellen said, "That's better."
She walked over to the bed, and he reached for her hand. He tried to pull her down to the bed, but she resisted.
She said, "I can't believe you, J.R. You are unappeasable. Don't you ever get enough?"
He grinned and said, "I'll never get enough of you, Honey."
Sue Ellen acquiesced, and sat next to him on the bed. J.R. pulled her down so she lay stretched out across his chest.
He touched a wayward lock of her hair, and asked, "Have I told you lately how much I love you?"
Sue Ellen said, "Not in the past few minutes…"
J.R. pulled her to him, wanting to kiss her.
Sue Ellen stopped him and said, "J.R., it's almost noon. I'm famished."
J.R. said, "I'm hungry, too, Honey. I just want a little kiss from you, if it's not too much to ask?"
Sue Ellen leaned forward, as J.R. lunged at her mouth. His hands moved down her back, and rested on her hips.
She said, "Uh-uh, J.R.," as his hands started to move toward her derriere.
J.R. gave her a sullen look, and said, "Fine, but we'll resume this later on, Sugar. At the rate we're goin, you might have your debt to me paid off by the time we're great-grandparents."
Sue Ellen laughed, and said, "Get in the shower, J.R."
She finished styling her hair, and applied some make-up to her suntanned face. She dressed in a lavender colored shift, and a pair of flats.
J.R. was singing in the shower, and Sue Ellen could barely contain her laughter. It's a good thing he's a successful oilman, because his career as a singer would prove hopeless, she mused. J.R. turned off the water, and opened the shower door. She Ellen turned her head, afraid that if she saw his face that she would burst into laughter, because of his attempt at singing. J.R. could tell that she had been laughing, and swatted at her with the towel.
He said, "Exactly what is it that you find so damn amusin', Sue Ellen?"
Sue Ellen averted her eyes, and giggled at him, saying, "It's a good thing you're a much better lover than you are a singer, J.R. Otherwise, we'd have a big problem on our hands."
J.R. said, "Is that right? Well, Miss Texas, you're gonna have to show me what you mean by that."
He pulled Sue Ellen into his arms, and kissed her. His face was wet from the shower, and the moisture from his skin, and the humidity in the bathroom caused the loose waves in her hair to curl into tight ringlets.
J.R. pulled away from her, after his kiss, and said, "I don't care if I'm a good singer or not, Sugar. You've already convinced me that I'm a good lover."
Sue Ellen tried her best to sound serious, and said, "I wouldn't say that you're a good lover, J.R."
He looked disappointed, and said, "I thought you said . . . "
Sue Ellen interrupted him, saying, "What I meant to say was that you are the best lover I've ever had."
J.R. dressed, and invited Sue Ellen to drive into Dallas for a romantic lunch for two . . .