How to Catch Butterflies (48 page)

The Car pulled up, the queue of people waiting in line was enormous. They got out of the car and headed for the door. The security guards recognized Christopher and the red rope was unclipped and the foursome walked into the club, the music was thumping, they could feel the vibrations thru their feet.

*

Christopher and Jackson stayed pretty much in the VIP area, while the two girls went for a walk about. They only returned for the occasional drinks, it was at one of those times Rebecca and Lucy returned. Jackson had been deep in conversation with Chris, they were talking about their planed sailing trip. He looked up to see her, as she walked in.

The thing for him had been the song that had started playing as she did. It was a remixed dance version of ‘Depeche Mode’s – Enjoy the silence’. When Rebecca walked in, it was like they were the only two people in the world. She stood before him, swaying to the music, her hips gyrating close to him. All the while, Rebecca’s eyes hypnotizing him, never flinching, as she moved, holding his gaze for an eternity. While the song played he knew, he knew she was for him, every word of that song, just confirmed it tormenting him.

Before they returned to London, she would know how he felt and that was that he loved her.

She played on the lust he felt for her as she breathed him in, teasing, toying with him, captivating him as she shimmed and danced. Eventually, her lips meeting his with a lingering kiss. The music still pumped out, the bass vibrating on the floor beneath them.

The girls pretty much danced the feet of themselves for the rest of the night. When it was time to go, they were thankful to having the car with driver waiting ready to pick them up. Chris had certainly organized the night extremely well. Lucy had told him so as she whispered his reward into his ear in the comfort of the limo they were all housed in leaving Christopher with a big smile on his face.

The next day Christopher had arranged to take them out on his Viking 70 Convertible that was moored up in the marina. Jackson jumped at the chance. He was used normally to sailing yachts, that was how he had got his skippers license, rather than the motor yacht they would be staying aboard.

Neither Lucy nor Rebecca minded both girls saw another opportunity of sunbathing but this time it would be on board Christopher’s luxury motor yacht. The plan was to stay on board for three nights.

Jackson had told her he really loved the idea as he had wanted to take her sailing. But she had refused every offer he made, regardless of how big a vessel he had skippered. She had little spare time, and being on a boat wasn’t her idea of fun. As they walked the maze of jetties, Jackson whispered to Rebecca;

“Thank you, I know you’re doing this for me”. He smiled at her, squeezing her hand,

“It’s your holiday too. You didn’t have to come and you did, Plus, I wanted you, to enjoy yourself.” She cooed to him.

*

The thing was, she did want to see him happy, and he was beaming as they walked. He never complained once. Not about how many clubs they went to; or the two girls infamous walkabouts nothing. They could last for an hour minimum as the girls would be on the dance floor. Nor did he complain about their shopping trips into San Antonio and the ‘West End’ often driving them in, using one of the cars in the garage Christopher had given him the keys for.

She thought he was a good guy now, her walls obliviously had been pulled down by him, admittedly brick by brick, but never the less they were down. And Jackson was the reason for this. To her it seemed like everything he done was to make her happy.

“Ladies and gentleman I give you the ‘ODIN”.

They reached the vessel; she was a magnificent, all shiny and white, glistening in the blue waters. Christopher stepped on board closely followed by the girls and Jackson. Christopher’s face lit up as he spoke to Jackson with a passion about the vessel as he showed them around.

“Not only is she speedy, she handles like a sports car, with an average top speed of 50.3 mph (43.7 knots) and a 274-gph fuel burn, which still provides a 446-statute-mile range.” Jackson was impressed.

It was a beautiful boat, a super yacht it had 2 crew berths adjacent to the engine room and three more staterooms, including an amidships master to port. It has two more staterooms, one with bunks and a queen-size-berth-equipped forepeak one.

It was an amazing vessel. Chris showed them to their luxury berth, where their night bags were already waiting for them. It was another wonderful night, the chef had out done himself serving various seafood dishes though out the day and evening caught locally.

As a group, foursome all gelled well together. The next morning the ladies, each awoke to empty spaces beside them. Rebecca was the last to appear up deck in time to see they were no longer in the marina. They were out at sea, and at the helm, was Jackson looking rather pleased with himself engaged in conversation with Chris.

She stood on the galley stairs watching them, as the men held their deep discussion they held no doubt about their various sailing adventures. It was like they were old friends Lucy remarked to Rebecca as she settled herself down beside Lucy, both girls in bikini’s bottoms, taking the opportunity of being at sea and going topless.

Lucy and Rebecca chatted between themselves until the conversation of Hunky Harvey came up of course due to Lucy. It flowed pretty quickly Rebecca was even surprised herself. This holiday had certainly been a breakthrough for her. Her feeling towards Jackson had changed since Australia she knew this. Maybe it had since that weekend; they had slept together if she was being honest. She had never considered Jackson relationship material, but now?

“Lucy that man has me in knots” they both looked over at the men, “Genie Mac Luc, he is dynamite in bed, Oh my God is all I can say”. Lucy was listening intently

“I bet you do, quite a lot actually”. Lucy peered over her sunglasses in the direction of the two men.

“Seriously Luce, he is something else, we talk for hours and hours about everything”.

“Yes of course you do Bec’s, I bet you
talk
for hours and hours”. She leaned over knocking playfully into her friend.

“No Luc, it’s a different playing field now, whole different ball game altogether”.

She had just finished, when Jackson glanced over, until he caught sight of her and held her gaze as his smile turned into a beam. He looked happy, and it made him even more attractive if that was possible. She knew what kind of a man Jackson Harvey was supposed to be. He had never shown her that side of him, no to her Jackson ticked all her boxes and then some. She hadn’t stopped looking at Jackson since they had first looked over at them.

They carried on chatting between themselves as they watched the men play boat.

After Jackson had finished his time at the helm, he joined Rebecca, stretching out beside her, caressing her back with his fingers lovingly. Lucy looked over at her friend, Rebecca never looked happier. She was sure that she had made the right decision for her friend, although she had wondered if she had done the right thing many times. That thought rapidly disappeared once Christopher had joined her. With his soft caresses, they made the thoughts of anything that didn’t involve his big cock, utterly futile.

They had returned to land three glorious days later after 3 days of island hopping. The ‘ODIN’ once again moored at her space in the marina.

Tonight they were off to a club
Privilege
,
as they were holding one of their opening nights
.

It was their final opening night, they were going to
Privilege
.
.. Privilege could fit the whole of most of the other many clubs in Ibiza inside it. - Privilege had become renowned for providing the spectacular and grandiose, like no other club’s beginnings, as Ku, they were a core part of the whole Ibiza story and in Manumission; it hosted one of the world's most famous parties for over a decade.

A swimming pool at its center and layer upon layer of different parts of the club to explore, Privilege smashed down any existing boundaries you may have had for a clubbing experience. It was going to be the big night of the whole two week stay

On the way back from the marina they stopped at the well-known
‘Café del Mar’
, a long-standing bar, where many tourists traditionally viewed the sunset made famous by
José Padilla.
He had released more than a dozen
eponymous
album compilations o
f ambient music
played at the beach location.

The bar over the years had become an increasingly popular venue for club pre-parties and after sunset parties, hosting popular DJ performers who would give a first taste of sample tracks before release. Across the cove, ‘Mr. Mister’s- Broken wings’ played softly in the air

It was wondrous as they sat there on the rocks. Rebecca nestled in between Jackson’s legs; she lay against his chest, the warm sea breeze gentle on their skin. The waves lapped against the rock shore, as they watched the sun go down listening to the
ambient music.
It was the end to three perfect days.

Rebecca glowed; her head snuggled into Jackson’s neck, his arms loving surrounding her. She wished they could stay like this forever. Her birthday had come and gone.

It had been wonderful; Jackson had spoiled her rotten as did Lucy. Everything seemed like a distant memory as she lay there sheltered in Jackson’s strong arms. Her feelings for him had certainly changed especially on the boat trip. The time they had spent together on this holiday made her realize that her every moment with him was special. Her heart fluttered, she saw an uncomplicated future with him and it frightened but excited her at the same time.

Rebecca looked up at Jackson; she didn’t want how she felt right now to stop. Maybe it was the lapping waves against the shore, or the cool subtle sea-breeze, or the hot setting sun. All she knew was that she didn’t want this to end. Tonight was a big night for her and Lucy; it had been one of the main reasons why they came here. It was amazing what being holed up in a cabin with one of the sexiest men alive for a few days could do, to change your priorities.

“Let’s not go tonight, let’s stay in”, she leaned up, her eyes meeting his. He smiled down at her, his eyes melting her as he spoke.

“Whatever you want is fine by me, I’m only here for you. The next holiday we go on, it’s just you and me okay.” He leaned in his lips meeting hers.

“Okay, if you want” came her reply with a smile trying to sound blasé even though her heart jumped with the excitement of his words.

She loved her time with Jackson; he made her feel like the only woman in the world. Considering it was ‘Jackson Harvey the man whore’ that was something

They all walked back to the car, Lucy and Rebecca talked while they walked ahead of their men.

“Luce, do you mind if we give it a miss tonight? I, I mean we could do with a quiet night if you know what I mean”.