by J. S. Cooper
“I do,” I whispered against his lips, and he grabbed ahold of my hips.
“Tell me what you want me to do,” he muttered as his lips fell to my breasts and sucked on my nipples. This time his teeth weren’t so gentle, and I cried out slightly as he bit down on them and then sucked.
I closed my eyes and concentrated on the pleasure coursing through my body. His cock was positioned at my opening, and all I had to do was move forward slightly and then he’d be inside of me. “Bianca . . .” His voice cracked with desire. “What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to fuck me, Jakob!” I screamed out as he lifted my hips up and brought me back down on his hard cock. He entered me smoothly, and I tensed slightly as he moved deep inside of me. It had been a while since I’d had sex, and he was larger than any other man I’d been with.
“Am I hurting you?” he whispered, his eyes concerned.
“Not at all.” I grinned and sat back and moved my hips back and forth as I rode him.
“Oh, fuck, Bianca.” He grabbed my hips as my pussy walls tightened on his hardness. “Don’t stop.” His eyes blinked up at me, full of lust. “Whatever you do, don’t stop.”
I continued to rock back and forth on him, allowing my breasts to brush aggressively against his chest. After a few minutes he groaned and lifted my hips off him.
“What are you doing?” I pouted as he placed me on the rock next to him.
“I had to stop you,” he grunted and shook his head. “I was about to come.”
“Oh.” I moaned and looked down at his cock still standing at attention.
“You feel so tight and wet.” He growled loudly. “It felt so good. I had to stop. I know you haven’t climaxed yet.”
“You didn’t have to stop.” I shook my head and watched as he moved over so he could get on top of me.
“I care about your needs more than my own.” He grabbed my hips and forced me up. “Get on all fours,” he commanded me, and positioned himself behind me.
I kneeled and then laid my hands flat on the smooth rock. The rock felt hard against my knees, and the position was slightly uncomfortable. “I’m not sure this is going to work,” I murmured back at him, but then he grabbed my hips and pulled my ass back toward him, and I forgot all about the hardness of the rock. I was more concerned about feeling his hardness inside me as I felt his fingers between my legs, and I groaned as he rubbed my clit.
“So wet,” he grunted, before sticking a finger inside me. “And I don’t think it’s just the water this time.”
“Jakob.” I groaned, dying from the anticipation of feeling him inside of me again. “Please.”
“Please, what?” His voice was playful as his fingers left me. I felt him rub the tip of his cock at my entrance.
“Please fuck me again!” I screamed, and was rewarded by the feel of him entering me. This time felt different. He was in charge of the movements, and his strokes were long, deep, and hard. He held on to my hips tightly as he thrust in and out of me, and I thought I was going to pass out from all the pleasure.
“Oh!” I screamed as I felt his cock pushing down on that spot continuously.
“What is it, Bianca?” He grunted behind me as one of his hands played with my breasts.
“It feels so good,” I cried out. “It’s never felt this good before,” I whimpered.
“That’s because no one’s ever fucked you this good before.” His voice was hoarse, as if that turned him on more, and his strokes became harder and deeper. I felt my body shaking as my climax was about to explode.
“I think I should pull out now.” He groaned, and I shook my head.
“No! I’m nearly there.” I screamed and backed my ass back into him as he fucked me. “I’m coming,” I cried out as my juices exploded in the biggest orgasm of my life. I felt Jakob’s cock slide in and out of me and then into me one last time with such force that he had to hold on to my hips tightly. I felt his explosion inside of me as our bodies shook together, and all I could think about was how absolutely perfect the moment had been. Jakob pulled out of me and groaned as I turned around to face him.
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop in time.”
“It’s okay.” I leaned forward and kissed him. “I should have let you pull out when you wanted to.”
“Let’s go in the water.” He grabbed my hand, and we stood up awkwardly and made our way into the small waterfall. My body was tingling, and I felt more alive than I’d ever felt in my life.
“This is perfect.” I kissed him as he pulled me toward him, and he smiled.
“I’m glad you think so.” His hands ran down my spine. “I’m so glad that you’re hap—”
“What was that?” I froze and stared at him with wide eyes.
“It sounded like a gun.” He jumped up quickly and pulled me with him. “We need to move.”
“Who has a gun?” My eyes widened. “Do you think Steve has a gun?”
“It has to be Steve, unless someone else is on the island.”
“I’m scared, Jakob.” I clutched his arm, and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes for the first time. “What’s going on?”
“I’m not sure. Look, put this on.” He threw his shirt to me and pulled on his briefs. “Ready?”
“Yes.” I nodded, suddenly feeling very scared.
“Hold on.” He grabbed a my shoulders and looked me in the eyes. “Everything is going to be okay. I’m going to take care of you.” He gave me a deep kiss and held me close for a second. “I promise.” I nodded my understanding, and he grabbed my hand and started running. I tried to keep up with him as best as I could, but all I could think about was the loud gunshot we’d heard. Was it smart for us to be running toward the man with the gun?
nine
We made it back to the beach in record time, and there was no one there.
“Where do you think he is?” I whispered, feeling even more scared.
“I don’t know.” Jakob’s face looked hard and angry.
“It was a gun we heard, right?” I shivered, and he hugged me close to him.
“I think it was a gun.” He nodded and then took a step back to look around the beach. “I don’t know what game Steve is playing.”
“Anyone miss me?” a voice cried out, and we both froze. I looked to the right slowly, and there I saw Steve hobbling toward us. His hands were empty.
“Steve?” I called out to him weakly. “Where have you been?”
“I’m not sure.” His eyes looked blank, there was a manic expression on his face, and his shirt was ripped.
“Did you hear the gunshot? Are you okay?” I took a step toward him, but Jakob grabbed me and pulled me back.
“I heard a loud noise.” Steve nodded. “I was worried about the two of you. That noise gave me the energy to get up and start walking again.”
“Where have you been?” I frowned and looked at Jakob. His eyes were narrowed, and I could see his chest heaving.
“I got lost in the jungle.” He offered me a smile. “I wanted to surprise you both with breakfast yesterday, but my leg made it hard for me to get around. So I sat down and took a nap.” He paused. “Then I felt something hit me hard, and I blacked out. When I came to, I was disoriented and lost.”
“What hit you?” I stared straight ahead, not wanting to see Jakob’s face.
“I don’t know.” He shook his head and reached out to grab my arm. “Sorry. I hope you don’t mind my holding on to you for support.”
“No, of course not.” I held my arm out to him.
“Thank you. I was so thankful when I found you both.” He looked up at Jakob then. “I would hate to think what would have happened if I hadn’t.”
“I hate to think what will happen now that you have.” Jakob’s voice was low, and he walked over to our makeshift water bowls and grabbed a branch we’d found the previous day and handed it to me. “Take this, Bianca.” He pushed it into my hand.
“Okay.” I nodded.
“T
he battle has only just begun,” he muttered under his breath. “You might need it.”
“What are you doing?” Jakob’s voice was loud and angry as Steve hobbled toward us. His eyes narrowed and I could feel his heart beating fast next to me. “What game are you playing?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Steve’s eyes were wide as he stopped in front of us. “Right now, I’d love something to eat. Do you have anything?”
“You should have gotten some fruit in the jungle,” Jakob responded coldly.
“We can try fishing again.” I squeezed Jakob’s arm. “Maybe we’ll catch some more.”
“I guess.” He sighed. “If you want some.” I nodded, and we walked toward the ocean.
“So what are we going to do with the fish? Make sushi?” Steve hobbled along behind us as we walked, and I felt him poke me in the back.
“You good with knives?” Jakob looked back at him.
“Maybe as good as you are with a rock,” Steve shot back, and silence filled the air. I slowed my pace down slightly and waited for him to catch up.
“Are you okay?” I whispered to Steve as he walked next to me.
“He tried to kill me.” His eyes looked scared. “He left me for dead.”
“What? When?” I frowned. “Why did you come back if he tried to kill you?” My eyes widened.
“I wanted to make sure you were okay,” he whispered hurriedly. “I know why you’re here, Bianca. I know the—”
“What’s going on?” Jakob stopped in front of us, and he stared at me. I stared at the gash on his face and wondered if he had really tried to kill Steve. And if he had, why? What did Steve know that I didn’t?
“I was just asking Bianca if she minded my holding on to her arm as I walked. My leg is playing up a bit.”
“I don’t mind.” I smiled weakly and offered Steve my arm while I avoided Jakob’s intense gaze.
“Are you okay, Bianca?” Jakob gave me a look of concern, and I nodded uncertainly. I wanted to tell him what Steve had said. I wanted to hear his response, but I was scared. What if Steve had been telling the truth? Would he try to kill both of us, then?
“We’ll have to start another fire.” Jakob stared at me thoughtfully. “You think you can go and fish by yourself?” He stood there and nodded toward the ocean. “Then we can grill the fish right away.”
“What about the bones?” Steve questioned.
“Bones won’t kill you.”
“But you wish they would, don’t you,” Steve mumbled under his breath, and my breath caught. Something had definitely changed since the last time we’d all been together. The two men weren’t even pretending to like each other now.
“Bianca, come with me. I need your help gathering wood.” Jakob waved me over to him.
“Be careful, Bianca,” Steve whispered. “I know about your mother. I know about David.”
“What?” I gasped as I looked back at him.
“Be careful,” he mouthed as Jakob grabbed my arm. “You can’t trust him,” he whispered into my ear as I walked away.
“Let’s go.” Jakob pulled me along with him, and I shook him off me.
“Don’t touch me! What did you do to him?”
“I didn’t touch him, Bianca.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“I didn’t touch him.” His eyes bored into mine. “I’m telling you I don’t know where he went, and I don’t know why he came back.”
“You tried to kill him.”
“He told you that?” His eyes narrowed.
“Yes.” I nodded. “He told me he knows David as well.”
“David Bradley?”
“Who else?” I gulped. “I’m only going to ask you this one more time, Jakob. Do you know David more than you’ve let on?”
He paused then, and I saw him thinking hard. “Yes, I do.”
“Oh.” I felt the blood drain from my face. I hadn’t expected this answer.
“I can’t tell you now.” He grabbed my hands. “I need you to trust me. I will explain everything to you once we make it off of the island.”
I didn’t want to trust him. I was so angry that he’d kept something else from me. Yet, I didn’t hate him. “Answer me this,” I asked him softly, my eyes flashing. “Did something happen between you and Steve yesterday?”
“I didn’t try to kill him.”
“Do you know who he is?”
“I don’t know who he is.” He looked me in the eye. “I can tell you honestly that I have never seen that man before in my life.”
“Jakob—” I swallowed hard and stared at him for a few seconds before asking him the question that was on my mind. “Can I trust you?”
“Yes, you can trust me.” He grabbed my hand. “I promise that I didn’t try to kill Steve yesterday.”
“I didn’t date David because I liked him. In fact, I orchestrated our meeting.” I was hesitant to say much more, for fear that Jakob was going to judge me. “I wanted to meet and date Mattias, that was the initial plan, but you’d think that man was the head of the KGB. No one knows anything about him.”
“Oh?” His eyes narrowed.
“I wanted help. The Bradleys have access to information that I don’t.”
“Why are you telling me this now?”
“I think Steve knows something.” I took a deep breath. “I think that Steve knows the truth about what happened. He says he wants to tell me something about what happened.”
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” He rubbed his temples and stared back at Steve. “Do you think Steve knows David and Mattias are working together?”
“No, but . . .” I paused and looked at him. “What did you say?”
“Huh?” He frowned and took a step toward me.
“Nothing.” I shook my head. “We should be careful with Steve.” I attempted a smile, even though my brain was screaming at me. Why had he said David and Mattias were working together? I’d not mentioned anything that suggested that. What was it that he knew about David that he wasn’t telling me? I could feel my heart racing as another thought hit me. Did he know Mattias Bradley as well? I knew that I needed to speak to Steve and find out exactly what he knew. “Let’s go back to him now, so we can keep an eye on him.”
“I don’t trust him.” Jakob’s eyes narrowed. “I think we should go into the jungle.”
“Now?” I shivered at the thought of going into the jungle with Jakob.
“We need to make sure we’re safe.”
“I think it’s smarter to be closer to him, so we can keep an eye on him.” I offered him another weak smile. Please agree with me, my brain was screaming at him.
“Yeah, I guess that’s true.” He nodded and then sighed. “I just want you all to myself. I can take care of you better, then.”
“I know.” I looked away and tried not to throw up. My brain kept replaying what he’d just said. He’d asked me if I thought Steve knew that David and his brother, Mattias, were working together. Why had he said that? As far as I knew, David was not working with Mattias. As far as I knew, David was still my friend, and he was slightly afraid of his older brother. Why had Jakob said they were working together? What did he know? I stared at his bulging biceps and swallowed hard. What if the man I had given myself to was the man I should be running from? “You go ahead and see if you can find some wood in the jungle for a fire; I just want to wash my face off in the ocean.”
“You can do that later. I want us to go and get this wood together.” He stood resolute. “I’m not leaving the beach without you.”
“Okay, fine. I’m coming.” I took a deep breath and looked back at Steve, who was standing by the water, staring at us. “Let’s go and get this wood.”
“I’m going to ask you something, Bianca, and I want to make sure that you don’t take offense, okay?
“Go ahead.”
“Are you sure your father was sane when he died?” His voice sounded jaded. “Maybe he regretted the
fact that he was dying and had no money to leave you. Maybe he regretted the fact that he’d been a poor businessman.”
“My father would never insinuate or state a fact like that unless he believed it to be true,” I said indignantly.
“Okay, I was just checking.” He kicked the ground. “So your dad was partners with David Bradley’s father?”
“Yes.” I nodded. “This I know to be true.”
“And David Bradley knows this?”
“It’s a long story. He knows some of it.”
“Does he know about the patent paperwork you have and the incorporation papers?”
“No.” I stopped. “Though, I think someone knows.”
“Why?”
“Just some funny things have been happening since I started investigating.” I looked over at him. “I think that David’s brother, Mattias, has been behind the kidnapping. I think that he’s willing to do anything to get that paperwork away from me.” I laid my cards on the table and waited to see his reaction.
“You have a very bad opinion of someone you’ve never met.” His voice was grim, as he stared at me. I could feel the tension in the air.
“I don’t know him. I’ve never met him before. But David told me things.” I stepped forward and touched his chest lightly. “He’s not a good guy. I don’t think he’s any better than his father. Don’t lie to me, Jakob. Do you know Mattias as well?”
There was silence after I spoke. His eyes went blank, and I could see him thinking hard as we stared at each other. I could hear my heart thumping, and my body was shivering as I waited for him to answer me.
“I do.” He nodded after a minute.
“So we have another connection, then.” My words sounded accusatory as I tried to joke. “So is he capable of kidnapping?”
“Yes, I suppose he is. I didn’t know . . .” His voice trailed off.
“You didn’t know what?”