Why was there so much hassle? And what business was it of anyone else if David wanted to date me? Part of me wondered if Rachel was an ex of David's or perhaps she had hoped to sink her claws into him herself but failed. There were any number of reasons as to why she was so bitter to me. But it wasn't my job to understand.
Standing, I brushed my hands down the front of the skirt smoothing the creases that had already begun to form. I examined myself in the mirror and I had to admit I liked what I saw.
The blouse moulded to my curves, emphasising the swell of my breasts instead of hiding it like most of my clothes did. The skirt was tight across my hips and ass before kicking out just above the knee. One thing I couldn't fault Rachel on was the choosing of clothes. She knew exactly what I needed to bring out the best in my fuller figure.
Turning, I caught sight of David standing in the door. He wore grey trousers and an open-necked white shirt. Letting my eyes rake over him quickened my heart rate. He truly was the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on.
"You look good." He lingered over the word ‘good’ and it sent shivers racing through my body. "The car is waiting for us down stairs, if you are ready to go?"
I nodded, my voice and throat completely dried up. Wherever he was taking me I would have no contact with anyone that I knew. He had taken my mobile phone and put it away, claiming that I would not need it for the week that I would be with him. Taking this trip with him required that I trust him entirely. I had never done that in my life. I had always relied on myself and trusting others was something I had considered to be a luxury that I could not afford. But that was changing. If I was to trust anyone, David seemed like as good a place as any to start.
I walked towards him and slipped my hand into his. "Let's go."
His strong fingers brushed against my cheek for a moment and I could see the pleasure in his eyes. It was hard to know what David Ashcroft wanted. But at that precise moment in time, I knew he wanted me.
The drive was longer than I anticipated. David spent large chunks of his time either on the phone arranging business or teasing me. Several times his finger had wandered beneath the soft fabric of my skirt but it was far too tight for him to reach any higher than my thighs. For that I was grateful, the prudish part of me not particularly wanting to come to orgasm in front of anyone but David. I knew how easy it would have been for him to bring me to that peak of pleasure.
Travelling through the countryside intrigued me. I had no idea where we were heading but I had a feeling I would like it. When the car pulled onto an airfield my lungs refused to work. We were leaving the country and heading who knew where.
I shot David a questioning look but he gave me his secretive smile in return. I was not going to get any information from him. Getting into the private jet had my head spinning. I was used to flying but only on commercial flights, and in economy class at that. This was in an entirely new league. The plane was more like a lounge than a normal plane. There was space to move around and lots of comfortable seating with ample room.
The feel of David's hand on the small of my back as he guided me to my seat made me happy. There was something about just that small gesture that had me grinning from ear to ear. His strong hands slipped the belt across my lap, his fingers lingering longer than was necessary as he secured the strap and pinned me in place.
He took the seat next to mine and belted himself in. It was difficult being in such close proximity to this man and yet not be able to touch him. I longed to taste him. The scent of his musky aftershave teased me and I closed my eyes. I sank into my imagination as the plane took off. David's hand traced small circles around on my knee as we ascended.
I imagined slipping my seat belt off and dropping to my knees in front of him. I would unzip his trousers, releasing his cock. My mouth would water as I eyed him up. I would tease him with my fingers much in the same way that he teased me. Finally, when he begged for it, I would take him into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip before swallowing him down into my mouth...
"Carrie..."
The commanding tone of David's voice jolted me awake. I sat up and ran my hands back through my dark hair.
"You've been sleeping." His voice held a teasing, light quality that I had not yet known him to use. It was as though he was a different man. It seemed wherever we were headed, David was looking forward to it. It relaxed him.
Realising this made me even more curious as to our destination. Where could we possibly be going that David would change so much for? Would there be others there? Or was there someone in particular that David was looking forward to seeing? A small stab of jealousy hit me. What if it was another woman? Would she be prettier than me, better at sex and much more capable of giving David everything he needed?
Sucking in a deep breath I released it quickly. David had chosen me. I needed to accept that and let my worries go. Why else would he be taking me away if I meant nothing to him at all?
"Where are we?" My voice seemed to be choked with sleep. I had really fallen asleep even with such a sexy man sitting beside me. It had always been the case with planes. I wasn't sure why but the minute the plane started cruising, I fell asleep.
"About to land." His smile had me curious and I strained to see out the windows. All I could see was blue skies and the closer we got to the ground the more of the view came into sight. There was the blue ocean and white sands, green trees and not much else that I could tell from the plane. It was like no place I had ever been to. It reminded me of all the fancy holiday programmes that came on television, particularly in the winter time—put there to entice the audience into blowing huge amounts of money on something so lavish.
"Welcome to Dom Island." David gave me a wicked look. One that promised sex and other dark things.
"Dom Island?" I sounded incredulous. "I've never heard of such a place."
David started to laugh. The sound made me want to join in and I couldn't help releasing a few giggles. It truly was a ridiculous name for an island.
"It's not the real name of the island. But for those who frequent it, that is what we have christened it. And for very good reason, which you will soon see."
His eyes filled with the predatory hunger that I had grown accustomed to. It tightened things low in my body and I was hopeful that very soon he would fulfil the promise that filled his eyes.
CHAPTER TEN
Exiting the plane was far more exciting than boarding. For obvious reasons, really. The surroundings were stunning. However, the heat the moment I stepped out into the air was uncomfortable. My hair stuck to the back of my neck and I could feel trickles of sweat running down my back under my blouse.