“Because what, Ana? Tell me.”
His vice like grip is strong. He knows I can’t move and he knows he has the control.
“Because I’ve never had a… a… agghhh… relationship and I… oh yes, that’s it.”
I feel the sponge down on my sex again. “Jake please, you’re going to stop, I know you will.” He stops again. This man is so infuriating.
“Carry on please, Miss Sinclair.”
He starts his delicious onslaught again being as slow and as gently as possible, so he knows to prolong the agony further.
“I was… was never interested in anyone.”
Jake stops again. I cry out and almost elbow him.
“Steady there, Ana. Now why were you not interested in anyone?”
He starts the rhythm up again and by now my pussy must look like it’s had ten rounds with Mike Tyson—red, swollen, waiting for his cock.
“Do I have to spell it out?”
The sponge is there, resting on my pulsating sex. I try to wiggle myself closer to it, so I can get some release, but Jake just pins me tighter to him.
“Where do you think you’re going? I want you to answer the question.”
He rubs a little then stops and rubs again then stops. By now I’m about to explode in agony.
“It was you. It was always you. Now are you happy?”
He pulls himself up to my ear and whispers “Yes,” before he lifts me and places me on top of his cock.
I scream out. He grabs at my hips and pulls me up and down. I try to regain my composure so I can take some control of the situation and rock with him. I finally manage it and I’m there with him.
“Ana, you have such a beautiful pussy, do you know that? It’s so tight and warm, and made for me.”
I moan and lean my head back against him as he cups and fondles my breasts. I can feel him kissing my neck and it’s that feeling that eventually sends me into oblivion. All these sensations with his cock, my breasts and my neck—I can’t take it anymore. I scream out his name again.
“That’s right, baby. Come for me now.”
Again as with every time, I come apart as his command and the orgasm explodes within me. As if on cue with Jake, I can feel his cock pulsating inside me also, as he grunts out and finds his own release.
I rest my back on his chest and can feel the heavy rhythm of his beating heart, as he tries to calm down from the beautiful onslaught. I’ve never had it so good. I close my eyes and I lay there as our breathing calms. I snuggle up to him and he strokes my neck. All the troubles of the day fade when I am with him and I could stay like this with Jake forever. He is my forever.
“You know I won’t let anything happen to you, don’t you, Ana?”
I sigh and I realise I would give my life and soul to this man.
“Yes, I know you would, Jake. I know.”
“And I shall speak to Tom about what you said.”
I shoot up and turn to face him. “No you won’t, Jake. It doesn’t matter does it? He certainly knows I’m not now. Besides, he’ll know that I told you and I don’t want any bad air between us. I have to work with the guy.”
He looks deeply into my eyes. “I just don’t like that people are talking shit behind your back. I hate people like that. Tom sometimes needs to be reined in.”
I lean over to kiss Jake lightly on the lips. “I’m a big girl, Jake. I can take care of myself. Don’t worry; Tom didn’t get off lightly when he blurted that little gem out.”
“I should hope not,” he smiles. “I knew that you didn’t have anyone, not that I would have let you. It sounds selfish I know, but I think I would beat the living shit out of anyone who touched you whether you’re mine or not. That night you disappeared and never came home I was frantic. Your mother was wondering why I was so worried about you considering you’re a grown woman and can do what you please. “Let her have her fun,” she said. I called around a few people and was eventually told you left a bar with a guy. I almost crushed the phone in my hand.”
I look at him startled. I knew he was pissed when I saw him the next day. I remember it well.
I stumbled in the next morning and Jake and my mum were sat at the kitchen isle. Jake’s face was like thunder, but my mum was smiling from ear to ear.
“Have a good time did we?” she said, looking slightly amused.
I felt like shit. I was hungover and angry at myself for letting anything get as far as it did.
“I really can’t remember. I don’t feel very well,” I said.
Jake looked panicked. “Where were you all night? Are you hurt? Who was you with?”
My head was banging as I looked up at him. “I stayed round a friend’s house. No biggie.”