Infidelity: Insider (Kindle Worlds Novella)

by Jillian Jacobs

  She slapped his ass and shoved him onto the bed. Then she straddled him while wrapping the cool fabric around his wrists, tying them to her steel-framed headboard. “If you can’t behave, you’ll have your legs bound, too. So be still.” Climbing off him, she stood on the side of the bed and undressed. “Now that I’ve got you where I want you, I need to work off all this…emotion…angst…maybe a little pain. I’m going to play. Use you a little, but you’ll thank me when it’s over.”

  His cock jerked at her words, leaking pre-cum from the tip. Too much time had passed since they were together. He needed the connection, and so did she. They’d merge their bodies and heal all the leftover worries and distress from the previous days. He’d please her until she understood she was safe. This woman owned him. A fact she was about to make quite clear.

  His whole body thrummed in anticipation as she opened the side drawer again and pulled out an index-finger sized vibrator and a bottle of lube.

  “Bend your legs.” She slapped his thigh. “I want to watch this time.”

  Oh, hell. Memories of the day in the bistro shot through his mind. The good memories. The sex-in-public memories.

  “Aiden likes to watch. Likes to hide behind his camera and see the world. Well…it’s my turn now.” Licking her lips, she eased onto the bed and sat on her knees between his legs. “I think I’ll have the camera next time. Take a few pictures. I like the view.” She pressed the vibrator against his dick and smiled as he groaned.

  She flicked on the power then brushed the undulating stick across his balls and down his scrotum. “I was young when I first met Karen. She was entranced by my beauty. I was different. Exotic.” Releasing a soft laugh, Imina teased his ass with the vibrator’s tip, prodding at his puckered opening. “Exotic women should like exotic things, she said. I know someone who can teach you. A woman should know how to please a man. Pleasure and beauty will take you far. And so, she introduced me to a woman. And that woman taught me many things. Would you like me to show you what I learned?”

  Lost in the soft cadence of her tone, he didn’t realize she expected a reply.

  She flicked his balls with her forefinger. “Answer me.”

  The pleasure-pain of the light tap made this moment even hotter. Hell, yes, he wanted to know everything. “Yes, I’d love you to show me what you learned. Did you practice on her, or did she bring you pupils?” The idea of Imina pleasuring another student, hardened him even more, because she was right, he was a bit of an exhibitionist. But only in his mind. He’d never, ever share her.

  “You don’t ask the questions here, I do.” She turned off the vibrator and eased back. “Are we clear?”

  “Yes.” He licked his lips. “So fucking clear.”

  “Oh, someone has a dirty mouth. Be careful, or I’ll wash it out.” Grabbing the lube from her side, she held the vibrator over his cock, placed it on his stomach, and then dripped the cool gel all over both. “You know where this is going. You’ve been inside my head for far too long, that’s why I keep diving inside you. Now you’ll see how I feel.” She slid the vibrator along his hole then pressed it inside. “It hurts at first, all that prodding and digging, but then the ache eases, doesn’t it? Actually begins to feel good, and then you want it. Crave it.” She flicked the switch On again.

  “Imina. Touch me.” The subtle vibration sent sensations straight to his balls. He strained against his bindings when she pinged his prostate. “I’ll shoot all over.”

  “Quiet!” Leaving his ass occupied, she kissed her way up his chest to his mouth.

  There. Right there. Her body pressing against his. Her tongue fighting for supremacy in his mouth. On the verge of explosion, he rocked his hips against her.

  “No. Not yet.” She pulled back. “I’m not done with you.” Rising up on her knees, she pinched her nipples then kneaded her breasts with her palms. “I wish my hands were your hands. But I’m not done showing you. You asked if I had pupils, or if my teacher was my partner.” She grinned then bent so her breasts swung against his face. He drew her peaked nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. Friction, he needed friction. Needed inside her wet heat. His ass was on fire, sending sensations straight to his cock. He’d played with his sex partners before, but Imina was right, she was different. She had enthusiasm and wasn’t the least bit shy about giving him pleasure.

  “I started with her. Learned my own body at her direction, then we moved on to pleasing a man. To all the erogenous zones. I’ll hit each one with you, but not now. Now, I’m too needy. Now, I want to take.”

  Thoughts of her with another woman flashed through his head, and he dug his heels against the mattress. “That’s so fucking hot. I can see you with her. Envision her touching you.”

  “Mmm…I don’t want to ruin your fantasy by describing her.” She laughed. “She was a teacher, Aiden. The students are what mattered. The things I did to them. The things she taught me. Put those thoughts in your fantasies.” After giving him a final hard kiss, she rose above him and worked her small hand up and down his rock-solid erection. Lifting up, she settled him at her core, teasing him with her slick center. Placing her hand on his chest, she shimmied onto his cock. “I’m on the pill so we’re good.”

  He closed his eyes. Too many stimulants fired through his body. Her words. The vibrator in his ass. And the woman now riding his dick.

  She pinched his nipple. “Pain and pleasure. That combination is all about finding that edge and discovering how far I can take you past it.” She reached behind her and pressed against the vibrator.

  The tip pinged his inner gland. He felt almost feral—out of control and overcome by sensations. “Take me, Imina. Show me.”

  “Shut up.” She twisted his other nipple.

  The pain seared down his spine straight to his ass, causing his hips to buck against hers. He opened his eyes and met her gaze. “Harder. Slam against me. I need it, and so do you.”

  “I know what you need.” Her rolling hips came to a stop, and she bent until her lips hovered above his. “You’re not calling the shots here. I am.” She lifted off his cock, and then settled between his legs again.

  He swallowed hard and sent a message to whoever was listening that she’d do something soon. Hard or soft, he didn’t care. He needed to come.

  She gripped his dick in her hand then worked the vibrator in and out of his ass. “This the way you like it? Me fucking your cock with my hand while you feel all that pleasure in your ass?”

  “I’ll take your ass one day,” he grunted out.

  “Oh, I hope so.” Her wrist worked faster over the head of his cock then she leaned down and licked the tip with her tongue. Just the tip.

  And that vision sent him to heaven. Two more strikes against his prostate and he lost it. Stars sparked behind his closed lids, and incoherent cries tore from his lips. Jets of cum shot from his cock, his entire body jerked with each pulse, and the whole time she kept up the squeeze against the length of his dick and the press of the vibrator in his ass. At the final twitch, he groaned. Damn, she must’ve been a very good student. He’d be giving her an A+ for that performance, as well as showing her a few skills of his own. Coming out of his haze of pleasure, he felt her tongue against his stomach.

  “Mmm….you taste so good.”

  Ah, hell, if that didn’t have his cock twitching again, ready for round two. “Untie me.”

  She slipped the vibrator free. It hummed in the quiet for a moment before she turned it off. “I’m not done with you.”

  “Untie me.” She hadn’t found her pleasure yet, and that would never do. “I’m fucking you now, Imina. Taking you hard, because I almost lost you, and I need you to explode underneath me. I need to be inside you. So, untie me now.”

  She crawled up his body, stopping to kiss him, teasing him with her tongue.

  “You’re just making it worse for yourself.”

  “I hope so.” She untied each knot, dropping the silky strings to the side of the bed.

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sp; Once freed, he shot up and laid her back on the bed. Kissing her until they both could barely breathe, he eased back and kissed down her chest, stopping to lick and suck her rigid nipples before travelling down to her clit. “Let me be the student this time, Imina. Tell me exactly what you need. Take it and let me give it.”

  “Lots of talk, Maxfield. Get to work.”

  “My pleasure.” After kissing her inner thigh, he sucked her pink bud into his mouth then pressed his tongue across her folds.

  She arched against him. “Oh, fuck yes. Grade A. Top student.”

  He slid two fingers inside her wet heat then pressed against her clit with the flat of his tongue, working her hard.

  She tightened her grip in his hair then screamed as her core squeezed around his fingers. Her hips lifted off the bed with the force of her orgasm. Small cries poured from her mouth as her entire body jerked.

  “This lesson isn’t over.” His cock once more thick, he rubbed his tip against her sensitive folds. Braced above her, he kissed her before entering her body in one smooth thrust.

  She lifted her hips in time with each plunge, biting her bottom lip.

  “You needed a hard fucking, didn’t you?”

  “Ah, yes. Please.”

  “Needed to forget everything but the pleasure…the love.” He slammed into her yielding heat, sweat trickling down his spine and his breaths coming fast.

  She uttered a soft cry, and her entire body tensed. “Again…I’m coming again.” Her body shuddered, and her mouth opened wide. She met his gaze while crying his name.

  Seeing her writhe in pleasure led to his own. Two more deep thrusts had him shouting her name, and his dick erupting in thick pulses. Hips locked against hers, he ground down hard against her body until his cock finally emptied and gave a final twitch.

  Falling to his side, he pulled her into his arms before easing from her body. “That’s…round…two,” he huffed out, while catching his breath. “Round three will begin in approximately ten minutes.”

  Imina sighed, flopping a hand and her thigh across his body.

  The smell of their combined pleasure filled the air. Their breathing slowed to a quiet rhythm. Aiden ran a hand up and down the smooth skin on her arm. He yawned until his jaw practically cracked. He hadn’t been sleeping well due to worrying about her. She’d gone silent for a few days. They still had a lot to work through, but they’d come this far. He believed in their future. Believed he’d be right here beside her like this forever.

  “I was never a big believer in fidelity.”

  “I wonder why?” He pinched her bottom.

  “I want the picture book. I want that.” Imina rose up onto her elbow and met his gaze. “I know every picture won’t be all sunshine and rainbows. But we can try, can’t we? We can do our best to make the pictures real.”

  “We can.” He nodded and tapped her nose with his index finger.

  “You think we’ll ever have elevator sex again?”

  “I don’t know about elevator sex, but right now, bed sex is a hell yeah.”

  “Ten minutes haven’t passed.” She pursed her lips.

  “You want to wait?”

  “No. No more waiting. No more excuses. Just love.”

  He rolled on top of her, and then bent and softly kissed her. “We can do that.” He kissed her all over her face until she erupted into giggles. “That’s what I like to see.” He smiled before pressing a hard kiss against her lips. “Now, what else do you have in that drawer?”

  “Lots of special treats for naughty boys.”

  He arched a brow. “Is that so?”

  “Yes.”

  “And are you ready to use those naughty treats? With only me…for a long time?”

  “I’m regretting calling all my sex toys special treats now.” She smirked.

  “Imina, answer the question.” He folded their hands together beside her head. “I want one moment of seriousness.”

  “I have no need to answer the question. I thought I showed you. I’m only happy with you. I’ll work on the other parts of my life.” She bit her bottom lip. “I know I need to deal with all that, but I want to share all my treats with you.”

  Aiden groaned and pressed his face against her chest.

  She wiggled beneath him. “Sorry, I had to say treats. But, all right, serious for a moment…I want more pictures in that book. I want to fill pages and pages and pages.”

  “We will.” He brushed her hair away from her face.

  “Hmmm…I think you can be more convincing.” She quirked a sly grin. “Shall we continue?”

  “I don’t know.” He grinned back. “Depends on what’s in the drawer.”

  “Let’s find out.”

  And for the next day and night he did, adding memories and pictures to the frame surrounding his heart. A frame that solidified and accounted for all the moments of their life. Good, bad, and everything in between captured forever. Unbroken. Unashamed. Unending.

  Epilogue

  Aiden leaned against Imina’s desk and tugged on his bowtie. Tonight, he’d be receiving an award for his fifth historical photo book.

  But his real reward was walking toward him in a skin-tight black dress that had a single swath of sparkling black beads starting from the top of her shoulder to the bottom of her waist. Her lips were painted a plum color, and her eyes were striking with whatever magic makeup she’d brushed across her lids.

  His fingers itched to photograph her, but first, her ensemble wasn’t quite complete.

  On sky-high black heels, Imina stood before him and stuck an index finger beneath his chin. “Very handsome, Mr. Maxfield.”

  “You are…beyond words. But then, you always are.” Aiden pressed a kiss against her cheek.

  Brow narrowed, she pouted. “That’s all I get?”

  He huffed out a laugh. “I can remember a day when you shooed me away from your desk. My, how the tables have turned, Ms. Lesedi.”

  She sniffed and pressed her lips together, holding back a grin. “Well, I do look amazing in this dress, so I suppose I can wait. Although, the longer I wait, the more you suffer.”

  “I look forward to the fulfillment of your threat.” He patted his jacket’s inner front pocket. “Let’s go. The driver is waiting.” Placing a hand at the small of her back, he led her to the elevator.

  Imina used her key card then tucked it back into a sparkly black bag.

  Once they stepped inside, he backed her into the corner and kissed her. “I’m proud to have you by my side tonight. But, I can’t help but feel you don’t look your best.”

  “Is that so?” Frowning, she placed a hand against his chest. “Let me tell you something, I squeezed into this thing and everything beneath, but if that’s your stance then you’ll see nothing.”

  “I wouldn’t bet on that.” He patted her hand before pulling the blue jewelers’ box from his pocket. “Let’s see if this adds a little shine.”

  Eyes wide, she glanced at the box then at him then back at the box again. “What’s this?”

  “Open it and find out.”

  After taking the box from his hand, she gingerly lifted the lid and gasped, placing a hand over her mouth. “Oh, Aiden, this is too much.”

  He grinned then pressed the stop button on the elevator.

  An alarm buzzed, but he didn’t care.

  “W-what?” She arched a brow. “What are you doing?”

  “I’m stalling.”

  “Really?” She trailed a finger down his chest then pressed her palm against his erection. “For how long?”

  “Not that long.” Laughing, he shook his head. “Just long enough to get this piece around your neck and appreciate the color against your skin.” Taking the box from her hand, he removed the necklace. Three linked strands of pear-shaped diamonds sparkled under the elevator lights. In the center, a square four-carat yellow topaz stone glittered in its grouping of diamonds. “I picked this because it’s your birthstone, but also because yellow is the color
of hope and happiness, and you represent those things in my life.” He fastened it around her neck then ran a finger along the yellow stone. “This jewel’s warmth reflects your own.”

  She pressed her hand against his finger. “It’s the most beautiful thing anyone has ever given me.” She wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss then stepped back and leaned against the elevator’s brass railing. “You know that commercial…the one that says something about what every kiss begins with, well this one ends with a bj.”

  He laughed again when he really wanted to cry. They didn’t have time for another elevator rendezvous, but he’d underestimated the draw of her wearing his gift. The tawny jewel winked and glittered, as if daring him to press kisses all around its square-shape. “Imina, no. We don’t really have time, and this elevator…uh, you remember what’s on the floor?”

  “Yes, I recall.” Lifting her lips in a half-smile, she ran her palm along the front of his dress pants. “I’m not so good with thank yous, but thank you. You’ve made me feel…special. Not something I’ve ever experienced before.”

  He gripped her hand then kissed it, gazing into her deep brown eyes. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he drew her close and kissed her, long, deep, and with all the love in his heart. When he couldn’t breathe, he finally pulled back. “Shall we continue, Ms. Lesedi?”

  “Absolutely. I need to show off my bling.” She danced around the stalled elevator, shaking her sexy ass in the tight dress.

  Arching a brow, Aiden licked his lips, tasting her cinnamon flavor. Maybe they did have time for elevator sex, after all.

  Thank you for reading INSIDER. I hope you enjoyed Imina and Aiden’s story. If you did, please leave a review at your purchase site. Reviews are very appreciated by the author.

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