by James, Jade
She pulled at his hair. “Jack…Jack, I can’t take anymore.”
But she would take everything he had to give. He lifted his head and moved his hand to the opening of her rear. He fingered the entrance, not quite penetrating her with the digit, and looked at her. “Someday I’m going to fuck you here, and you’re going to love every minute of it.” He almost groaned at the thought of sinking his dick into her tight ass. That was a fantasy he meant to make true another time.
He rose to his feet and walked to his nightstand. He grabbed a condom from the drawer, then ripped the foil and covered his cock. He strode back to the bed and climbed on the mattress. He aligned his dick to her juicy opening. She was hot, soft, the curves of her body enticing him.
“Jack,” she whispered as she wrapped her legs around his hips. She licked her lips, her gaze filled with desire. “Fuck me.”
He closed his eyes and grasped for a bit of control. But then she used her legs to push herself onto him, and when the head of his dick entered her cunt, he lost it. He sank into her in one powerful glide and stopped when the tip touched her womb. He gave her seconds to get accustomed to his size. Her pussy convulsed around him, sending flares of heat through his body.
“Baby, you feel delicious.” He wished he had the right words to describe how incredible she was, how he’d imagined this moment more than a dozen times over the past month, and how tight her pussy gripped him. “I’ve wanted this for so long, your cunt rippling around my cock, the taste of your essence on my tongue.” He moved, thrusting his dick in and out as he grabbed her hips and controlled the movements. She uttered a cry and tightened her legs around him. Heat skidded down his spine, and he took a deep breath, forcing his orgasm back. Her low moans, the way her skin flushed, and the look of lust in her eyes only goaded his need.
He pressed his lips against hers, and thrust his tongue into her mouth. He pushed in deep and slowly pulled out, repeating the movements and savoring every second. She buried her fingers into his hair as he ate at her mouth. Emotions swept through him, and he struggled to hold on when the need to come was so strong. His breath hissed out in agonized pleasure. He couldn’t control it any longer. His thrusts became quicker and deeper.
He broke the kiss, lifted his body from her, and reached below. He rubbed his thumb over her clit as he clenched his teeth at how scorching hot she felt, how tight she wrapped around his dick. His hunger for her had built to this boiling point, and Jack surmised none of his past relationships even came close to what he was feeling right now.
“Oh, Jack. Yeees. I’m going to come.” She raked her nails over his back and screamed his name. She came apart beneath the onslaught, her pussy spasming around his cock. Her body tightened, arching against him. Her pleasure fueled his, inflaming him. He lost himself in her orgasm, and then it set off his own, and he erupted like a volcano.
“Isabel,” he shouted as the world tilted, his seed filling the condom, her pussy continuing to ripple around him in shattering, rhythmic pulls. She stole his breath, stole his preconceived notions and ideas that he could keep this just physical. And now Jack realized he didn’t think he could ever get enough of her, ever let her go.
Chapter Seven
Isabel had known they’d be explosive together, but as she tried to catch her breath, her scattered emotions screamed their coming together had become more than just sating an attraction. For a moment she teetered on the edge of running out, needing air to grasp her emotions. She was no virgin, but she’d never met a man who fucked her as if he had every intention of wrapping himself around her soul. It unnerved her.
Get a grip, Isabel. She closed her eyes and breathed deep. She refused to analyze it further right now, not while she felt so exposed. He had laid her wide open, and she realized she felt vulnerable. She rose from the bed and headed to the bathroom.
“Where are you going?”
She faced him and almost moaned at the sight he made. He was standing, gloriously nude, his cock still covered with the condom, and even semierect he put all her past lovers to shame. She was tempted to crawl back into bed with him, but she pushed the thought away. “If you don’t mind, a shower sounds lovely right about now. Why don’t you heat up the food? I’ll be out in about ten minutes.” She needed some time to herself, to pull herself back together. She hoped he took the hint.
“There’s another shower in the hallway. I’ll use that one to clean up, and then I’ll heat up the food.”
She nodded and turned.
“Isabel.”
She noticed his voice held a warning. This time she remained still. “You can run from me now, but it won’t happen again,” Jack murmured.
It was on the tip of her tongue to deny his words. But he was a perceptive man, and he would have noticed her emotional retreat. She gave no reply and entered the bathroom, then shut the door behind her. Why in the hell did she feel so exposed? It wasn’t as if Jack could read her feelings. Isabel acknowledged she was unnerved because, during those minutes as he’d fucked her, Jack had somehow crawled inside her heart. It was as if she were trapped under his knowing stare, and it wasn’t something she’d ever experienced. She had to be cautious about going further with him, because instinctively Isabel knew Jack would eventually hold the power to break her heart.
She showered quickly, then wrapped a towel around her body and exited his bathroom. By the time she entered the kitchen, dressed in a cotton chemise, Isabel saw Jack had the food heated and already served on the table.
He wasn’t aware of her presence yet, and she took a second to study him. He was shirtless and barefoot but clad in jeans. She realized she wouldn’t mind coming home every day to a man like him. She sensed it would be so easy to fall into a routine with him. Shaking her head, she pushed the thoughts away, then cleared her throat. “Everything looks delicious.”
He turned to her, carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses. “Take a seat.”
Surprisingly, there was a comfortable silence between them as they ate, and Isabel felt her nervousness ease. Plates cleared away and wineglasses in hand, Isabel followed Jack into his living room. “You have a great place here.” His home was a two-story modern apartment, decorated in warm, neutral colors.
He sat down and patted the seat beside him. “Thanks. For now, I’m renting, but the owners have indicated they may decide to put the place up for sale when my lease ends in two years. If all goes well here and the price is right, I may decide to buy.”
She sat. “I thought about purchasing a place, but I don’t know where I see myself in the next year or so. So renting is the best decision for me right now.”
“I would really like you to consider staying with me for a while. Regarding the phone calls, exactly how long has this been going on?”
She set her wineglass down. “He started calling about two days after the attack. The calls had stopped for months, but they’ve started up again. Most of it is heavy breathing and whispering my name. I’ve had my phone number changed several times, and for the life of me can’t figure out how he continues to obtain my number.”
“Is there anyone you can think of, past or present, who would retaliate against you? Maybe an ex-boyfriend or employee?”
She shook her head. She’d thought this through so many times, and she found no one who was around her that made her feel threatened. And the few lovers she’d had in the past had been amicable splits. “No. And like I stated earlier, the police weren’t any help. I can’t even apply for a restraining order, because I don’t know who it is. It truly is frustrating.”
He set his drink on the side table. “I’ve read that part.”
What? “You’ve read what?”
“I admit to pulling a report on you, and I’ve read the police statement.”
Ariel had mentioned a background check is a standard procedure at Capture Inc. But Isabel had only submitted her fantasy this morning, and she didn’t think background check could be done within hours. “The question is, did yo
u do it before I applied or after?”
“The check was performed before you handed anything in to Capture Inc.”
She rose to her feet. “What? You had no right.” She was more annoyed than angry. Because anything he had wanted to know about her, she would have easily divulged. John trusted him. She valued her brother-in-law’s opinion and would have also extended the same faith to him.
“Isabel, you’re absolutely correct. I had no right to look into your past. I apologize for not asking you directly. I hope you can forgive me. But now that I’ve read the report on your mugging incident, I’m inclined to think you’re dealing with the same man.”
She sighed. How could she stay annoyed with him when he was trying to help her? “I’ve thought the same thing, but what makes you say that?”
“Well, let’s ignore the fact the timing between the attack and the calls is too much of a coincidence and concentrate on what the mugger said to you that night in the alley. On the police report, you indicated he had known who you were, and he had whispered your name. At any point, did he reach inside your purse and view your license, or anything else that would have had your name?”
Oh shit! How could she have missed it? He hadn’t taken anything out. So how the hell had he known her? “No. He grabbed my purse and said my name as he pressed me against the wall.” She closed her eyes and took a big, heaving breath, nauseated at the memory of his body touching hers.
She felt when Jack brushed his lips against her cheek, and she opened her eyes. “Let’s sit,” he whispered as he softly pulled her down next to him. “The mugging was premeditated, which leads me to believe it was conducted by your stalker. He will attack again. But I would never in a million years, let anyone hurt you. Say you’ll stay with me. I can keep you safe.”
She heard the concern in his voice, and her heart seemed to soften even further toward him. But who knew how long it would take to capture this man?
Sex for the sake of slaking their desires was one thing. But she couldn’t avoid the inevitability of emotions. And she was already headed down that path with Jack, and the promise she’d made to herself to keep him at arm’s length was dwindling. But did he see a future between them? She sure didn’t want her presence to force him into feeling any misguided commitment. Every day she spent here would make it harder to walk away in the long run. She didn’t know if she would have the strength to. And with everything her heart and mind just dissected, Isabel still couldn’t help but say yes to him. “I’ll stay until you or the police capture him.”
Jack nodded, though his eyes seem to flash defiantly. She ignored it. She reached for her glass and finished her drink as she forcefully buried the memories of that night. She had relived it one too many times for her liking.
“I have an idea as to how we can capture this guy. But we’ll discuss it tomorrow. Tonight let’s concentrate on you and me.”
“Okay.” God, she loved the powerfulness in him, the complete confidence that made her panties wet. He lusted after her. She saw the fact in his gaze, in the way his muscles tightened in anticipation when she was near, and in the way his cock hardened as if he couldn’t get enough of her. She dropped her stare to his groin, and there was the proof of exactly how much she aroused him. The temptation to pull his thick length out of his pants and taste him was so strong it terrified her. And she knew it was because she was drawing even closer to Jack. She closed her eyes, hoping to clear her head. She could avoid being hurt by him in the future if she kept her feelings in check, kept the physical and emotional separated.
Jack startled her out of her thoughts as he wrapped his hands around her waist and hauled her onto his lap, no asking, just taking. He grabbed the glass from her and placed it on the table as she squirmed against the hard length of him.
But she moved from the sideways position he had put her in and straddled him instead. “This is better.” And she was sure he’d love it too, once he realized she was bare and wet underneath.
His hands slid up her thighs, and Isabel whimpered at the feel of his hard, rough skin against her flesh. A man who knew how to use his hands in and out of the bedroom was one to cherish. He slowly tugged the chemise upward and pulled it off her body. He palmed her ass and squeezed. She moaned and realized she wanted him just as naked as she was.
“Strip your clothes off,” she whispered as she lifted herself from him.
He stood, unbuttoned his jeans, then kicked them away. He sat once more, and she laid her hands on his shoulders, then straddled him. She leaned forward, and with his dick between them, Isabel took his mouth in a hot kiss. She loved making out with him, his taste and lips a perfect contrast of masculine softness to the hardness of his cock and body. She slid her tongue against his, whimpering as he tightened his hands on her backside, and pulled her even closer against him. But the urge to taste his essence was still a craving within her. So she broke away from his tempting mouth and managed to get on her knees.
He groaned in response, and she thrilled at the way his muscles held tight, as if he were fighting for control. Wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, Isabel took a few seconds to luxuriate in the mixture of satin and steel. He was long and wide, the combination of what she considered perfection. She bent, swiping her tongue across the damp crest. She looked up as she took a few inches of his dick into her mouth. His eyes were closed, his face etched in bliss. It spurred her on, and she licked at his flesh as her clit throbbed fiercely. His face hardened into an untamed mask of pleasure, and she drew her mouth tighter, wanting to give him the best blowjob he’d ever received. A spurt of his precum landed on her tongue, and she moaned, swallowing it. She savored his salty rich flavor, and she lifted her head at the sound of her name coming from his lips.
She smiled. “Delicious.” She wouldn’t mind it one bit if he poured his cum down her throat. But it seemed Jack had other ideas. He leaned forward, then reached for her and lifted her onto his lap. She positioned herself, placing her knees on the outsides of thighs. She balanced herself, then leaned up, and her pussy hovered right above his cock.
Lust ricocheted through her body as he moved his hands to her waist. “Isabel, fuck. Ride me. Fuck me. Show me how much you want this, how much you want me.”
She heard the desire in his voice, but there was a soft edge of vulnerability that shocked her. Perhaps she wasn’t the only one who wondered where this was leading.
But she’d show Jack just how much she craved him. “I’m on the pill,” she whispered as she watched his eyes darken at her news. She’d never slept with anyone without a condom, never even considered it, until now.
Jack was different, and she needed to feel his naked flesh within her.
“I’ve never done it without one. You’ll be the first,” he replied before adding, “You can trust me. I’m clean, and I’ve been tested every six months.”
And she did trust him, with this, with her protection, and her life.
She reached below and grabbed his shaft, then rubbed the head of it along her clit. A lightning bolt of desire ran through her. He groaned as she hissed, and a gush of her cream coated his cock. God, she could come from this alone, rubbing him against her.
“Now, do it now.” His voice was harsh, and he flexed his hands, then pushed her slowly onto his dick. His cock parted her swollen folds, and he didn’t stop pressing her down until he was seated fully within her. It turned her on when he took control to the point where she was helpless to deny him anything. She felt the tremor that overcame him as he released his hold to cup her face and kiss her once again.
They moved in unison, him thrusting her down as she used his shoulders to ride him and counter his moves. He moved his hand upward and rubbed her nipple. The pleasure built within her, the fire of an impending orgasm ready to burst from her womb. No way could she last any longer, and Jack must have sensed it. Because he rammed his cock as deep as he could go, and it sent her over the edge.
“Jack!” She screamed out his name, heat
scorching her veins as she came hard, the force of it momentarily stealing the breath from her lungs. Jack followed her into bliss, and as she felt his seed, it came to her then in that highly charged moment, she’d never be able to walk away from him.
Chapter Eight
She drifted for a minute, in and out of consciousness, mindful of the annoying vibration of her cell against the nightstand. The clean, masculine scent of Jack drifted inward, and for a moment she almost succumbed to the sleepy, hazy, morning-after glow that usually came after a wonderful night of sex. Her body tried to drag her back into sleep mode, but after four rings, Isabel forced herself to pick up the phone.
She cleared her throat as Jack’s arm wrapped around her waist. “Hello?” He snuggled her from behind, and she felt his early morning erection against her backside.
“Isabel? It’s Brian.”
It was her store manager, Brian Zink, calling. She stretched as she dislodged Jack’s arm and realized she was pleasantly sore. She sat up on the bed. Her gaze drifted to the clock on the nightstand. It was nine in the morning, and the bakery was open until two in the afternoon on Sundays. She’d decided only two weeks ago on opening the full seven days a week, due to the success of her store.
“Hi, Brian. How’s everything going over there?”
“We have a problem.”
She slid from the bed, then onto her feet. She heard the urgency in his voice, and her heart began to beat rapidly. “What’s wrong?”
“Right after I opened up this morning, I headed to the back area to turn on the air-conditioning. About a minute later, I heard glass breaking from the front of the store. I ran to the front and saw no one. But right by the display case, there was a brick on the floor.”
“You’re saying some nut job threw a brick through my window?” Isabel felt Jack rise from the bed behind her. Who the hell would do such a thing? The area she lived and ran her business in was far from a bad one. But out of all of the stores there, why hers?