Chapter 5 #3
Lust speared deep and hard. God, she was gorgeous.
All flushed, soft skin and wet heat. She wanted to play games with a master.
Damn, she had spirit. She never let a man peek beneath her surface.
He stretched out his legs in lazy abandon as she watched him from heavily lidded eyes, halfway cautious.
He reached for her cup and placed it on the table. “Maybe we should find out.”
He moved quickly. In seconds, he ripped off the sheet and pinned her to the mattress.
He caught her wrists and held them high above her head, while he held her down with one heavy thigh.
She breathed hard, her mouth open, slightly in shock.
He kept his hold firm as he allowed his other hand to lazily trace the outline of her body, flicking her nipples, traveling downward to dip two fingers in her pulsing wetness.
Her eyes darkened and she arched away from him, trying to free herself.
“Let me go.” Her words caught on a pant as he used his thumb to work her clit in a gentle, steady rhythm.
“I’ll give you one more minute to make your decision. Tell me to go again and I’m out of here.”
He covered his mouth with hers and drank in the heady taste of her while he continued to arouse.
Her tongue tangled and battled with his as he fought for possession of her mouth, then celebrated his victory by marauding every last inch of her slick, hot entrance.
Her juices flowed freely against his hand and she twisted wildly underneath him, desperate for more.
When he pulled away, he no longer felt like playing. Jack waited.
“Tell me to go,” he said.
She moaned, caught halfway to orgasm. His thumb paused on her throbbing clit. Her fingers clenched against his and she gave him the words. “I can’t.”
Victory surged in through his veins. “You agree to the bargain? You belong to me at night. You do anything I say.”
“What if I don’t like what you do?”
His grin was wicked and dirty. He liked when she challenged him.
Beneath her prudish exterior was a wildcat who yearned for freedom.
He intended to use his time wisely to spring open the cage.
“I will never do anything you don’t want.
I will never hurt you unless you ask for it.
And I guarantee you will orgasm every time, multiple times. ”
Her eyes grew glassy, and satisfaction roared through him as he sensed victory. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Say please.”
She groaned, and her cheeks turned bright red. “Please, Jack.”
The sound of his name on her lips made him want to mark her again. “Get on top of me.”
He ripped off his briefs and flipped her over so she straddled him.
He fitted himself with a condom, then guided her down to take him, inch by slow inch.
She gasped as he filled her, and his hands rubbed the ripe breasts as he urged her on.
When he was buried deep, she wiggled to adjust, and he almost lost it.
Jack gritted his teeth, cursed viciously, and held on to his control.
“Now ride me. Hard.”
She threw back her head and obeyed. He rubbed her tight nipples, then gripped her hips as she ground her clit against his cock, searching for release.
He reached between them and worked his fingers over her throbbing bud, slick and swollen.
Then he felt her juices running over his dick, as she clenched tight.
She cried out as the orgasm took hold, and without a second thought, he followed her over the edge.
His body shook as he let go, and then she slumped over his chest, breathing hard.
He remained quiet as he stroked her back, the skin pale and silky smooth. The luscious curve of her ass sat perfectly in his palm as he squeezed the tender flesh in a rough massage. She finally spoke.
“You drive a hard bargain.”
He laughed and gave her a quick slap, ignoring her yelp. “You’re too bossy. You need someone to take control sometimes.”
Julianna huffed out a breath and lifted her head. “I’m not bossy.”
“Woman, you’d scare the hell out of a lesser man.”
She nibbled at her swollen lower lip. “Do I come off as too intimidating? Maybe I need to be a little more approachable?”
Jack laughed. “Julianna, I’m not giving you husband-hunting tips. Consider yourself warned.” He disentangled himself and stalked toward the bathroom. “I’m going to shower, then get back to work. I’ll see you tonight.”
She sat on the bed in a tangle of sheets, looking a bit shy and awkward. “I’ll wait for you here?”
“Yes, I’ll come to you. Make sure you’re naked and ready for me.”
She winced but nodded. He made sure not to look back and reminded himself this was a game.
He refused to soothe or comfort her. She knew the rules—hell, she’d laid them out personally.
He still needed to find his wife, but Julianna would be a pleasant diversion while in Newport, and his deception regarding his identity could be kept secret.
No one would get hurt. She had no need to know he was the heir to millions, along with a juicy title.
His lips twisted in irony as he turned on the spray.
Thank God he’d realized her true colors before he became enchanted with a woman who was, at heart, a liar.
Still, she’d gotten under his skin and this was the best way to exorcise her demon.
Satisfied with his logic, he finished his shower and left.