I struggled nervously, then realized it was no use. “I don’t think I like this.” My breath expelled harshly as fear overwhelmed all sense of desire.
“Don’t fight me on this, little one. Look into my eyes.” He waited until I complied then gave me a smile so reassuring it confused my emotions. “Trust me.” Lowering his lips to my cheek he kissed me tenderly, then trailed kisses across my jaw, over my eyes forcing them to close, before finding my lips again.
How could I think when my fear fought against the tenderness of his lips? It was overwhelming. Our tongues danced together in a kiss so consuming that my heart raced for another reason. With my eyes closed, I could feel the brush of the hair on his legs against the smoothness of my own thighs, and the press of his erection against the dampening folds of my core, the sensations were almost too much. When his hand cupped my breast I cried out against his lips, knowing a pleasure unlike any before when those fingers pinched my nipple, sending fire shooting to my groin.
He nipped my lower lip with his teeth, pulling it slightly, and I was undone. It happened instantaneously, that overwhelming dip into ecstasy. I definitely wasn’t prepared. My hips arched up, pressing against his shaft as the tremors of passion rolled over me.
“Oh, baby, that pleases me more than you’ll ever know.” His head lowered from my lips and trailed wetly down to my breast. The way he suckled me had my body building again and I knew how easily he could take me over the edge. This was insanity! My body was so turned on I felt the slightest touch from him would send me tumbling.
My nipple escaped his mouth with a quiet pop, and I moaned in ecstasy. “I figured you’d be this responsive. How shall I tease you next?” He was chuckling softly as he lifted from me, and I wanted to beg him to join me again. Only my embarrassment kept me from demanding.
His gaze roamed over me languidly, as if he had all the time in the world to make a decision. I closed my thighs, feeling more exposed than ever as he took in each inch of my flesh.
“Don’t make me spread your legs and bind them, as well. I want to see you.” Using his hands he splayed them widely. “Keep them there, little one.”
The concentration it took for me not to move them once his hands left was almost overwhelming. He could see everything this way, and only the risk of him following through with his threat gave me the strength to comply. I understood in that moment that what Jack wanted, he expected to get. It was a defining moment. Had I not been so nervous, I might have thought that through. Instead, all I could consider was that I had no choice but to let him devour my form with his eyes.
“Fucking beautiful, baby.” He traced his hand from ankle to my sex, and lightly grazed that aching flesh before retreating to the other leg. With a slow patience he trailed his fingers up that one and when he reached the center apex he pinched that small nub firmly.
Crying out at the pressure I nearly came undone again. He released and moved up to my nipples, giving them the same treatment, and tugging lightly. I had no idea what he was doing to my body, but I could only moan at the myriad of sensations he was exposing me to.
“You’ll love having clamps on these.” He tugged again, my mind centering on what he was doing instead of the words. “Draw your knees up.”
Those words I couldn’t ignore and I looked at him in confusion. Without explaining, he grasped each of my ankles and pushed my legs up to the position he wanted. My feet were planted on the bed, thighs still spread wide, and I felt more exposed than ever. In response, I tensed.
Instead of granting me a reprieve, he put pressure on my upper thighs, until I rested, knees bent, my legs pressed to each side on the bed. “Mm, just like that.” His head lowered and that wicked tongue slid over my silken flesh, nearly making me lift off the bed it was so unexpected. “Relax for me.”
That pleasurable mouth of his lifted somewhat, vibrating against my folds and I nearly came again. How could I relax? That man was nearly giving me heart failure as his fingers spread the tender nether lips of my sex and ran his tongue along the most sensitive part of my body before delving in deep.
Gasping as he plunged in and out, my head arched back and my hips lifted up and I gave in to the bliss. Dear Lord, the man knew how to please me and I could do nothing but accept the almost too intense plunging as he continued until I felt as if I’d left my own body. My orgasm pounded through me.
I screamed out his name, not caring that the sound was so loud it reverberated off the walls. Nothing mattered outside the pleasure that devilish tongue gave me.
“You can be loud.” He grinned as he lifted up my body, that tongue pressing into my mouth, making me taste my essence as he kissed me without reserve. I didn’t care. The feelings he unleashed in me took away any thought of remorse. When he finally broke away, I was breathless again as I tried to calm the tide of passion he’d forced me to succumb to.