Free Hummingbird by Nathan L. Flamank Page B

sip of his coffee.
    ‘What are we going to do today? Where is this place? Who owns it?’
    Jack laughed.
    ‘That’s more than one question.’
    ‘I’m sorry, it’s just this is all so new, I’ve never been in this kind of situation.’
    ‘What situation is that?’ Jack asked playfully.
    Selena took a sip of the strong black coffee before saying, ‘I’ve never been someone’s captive.’
    Jack looked genuinely shocked.
    ‘Is that what you think you are? My captive?’ Jack sipped his coffee and reached for a pack of Marlboro, he lit the cigarette with his zippo, a zippo that Selena remembered from their time together; he’d had it for years, Jack had once told her where it had come from and she smiled and asked if she could have a cigarette.
    Jack lit her a cigarette and held it out to Selena. She took it and Jack stood up from the table, he picked up his coffee and headed for the open door that led out on to the vertigo-inducing balcony.
    ‘Follow me Selena, I try not to smoke too often in the house.’
    Jack walked out on to the balcony looking out at the breath-taking vista and Selena took the opportunity to stretch her arms and to work the kinks out of her back, she’d been bent over for close to half an hour and before picking up her coffee she rubbed her left hand across her buttocks.
     
    Selena stood next to Jack looking out at the treetops, he turned to face her and Selena inhaled deeply on the cigarette, she held the smoke in her lungs.
    ‘You’re not a captive Selena, you can leave this house whenever you so choose, if I ask you to do something and you don’t want to do it then don’t, if I propose something that you’re not prepared to see through then don’t, you can walk away whenever you like.’
    Selena expelled the held smoke through her nostrils.
    ‘But?’
    ‘But nothing,’ Jack said and he sipped his coffee and resumed looking out at the forest.
    Selena bit her bottom lip as she struggled to understand what it was that Jack had just told her.
    ‘Are you saying that the contract is done with?’
    Jack chuckled.
    ‘What I’m saying is this Selena: the contract isn’t what keeps you here, it’s your word, your willingness to honour our agreement, the mess you’re in is your doing, your salvation is in your hands, only you can decide how this all works out. Stay. Go. Win. Lose. Be free of the “Fat Man”. It’s all down to you.’
    Jack fell silent and Selena watched him as he smoked his cigarette down to the butt. He stubbed it out in a glass ashtray that he had placed on the railing.
    Selena finished her cigarette and her butt joined his. Selena finished her coffee and put the empty mug down on the flat surface of the railing.
    ‘Okay,’ Selena said.
    Jack turned to face her.
    ‘Okay?’
    Selena laughed.
    ‘ I’m yours. Do with me as you see fit, I’ll honour our agreement.’
    Jack nodded his head and offered his hand. Selena shook it; neither pulled their hand away and Selena wondered if Jack could feel the electric pulses the same as she could.
    ‘What now?’ Selena asked.
    ‘Now?’ Jack asked as he stepped forwards closing the distance between them. ‘ What do you think?’
    Selena chuckled, he was so close to her now, his body almost against hers and sh e could feel her heart rate kick up a notch as Jack’s dark eyes settled openly on her large and full and rounded breasts; the bra she was wearing was one of her many push-ups and Selena glanced down at her chest, she could see her nipples which were hard pressing against the silkiness of the bra’s cups.
    ‘I guess whatever you want is what is about to happen.’
    Jack flicked his eyes from her breasts and held her gaze.
    ‘I do believe you’re learning.’
    ‘I believe you’re right.’
    Jack raised his hands and his hands cupped her breasts and Selena closed her eyes and tried not to give in to the moan of pleasure that was threatening to burst from her closed lips.
    ‘Open your eyes