Love Unbound (Billionaire In Love 2) (5 page)

Jack kissed her and a wicked smile played upon his face as he turned her around, pulling her hands behind her back and tying the leather belt around them. The edges dug into her skin but Scarlett enjoyed the feeling of pain transform into pleasure as it shot through her nervous system. Jack tightened it and Scarlett gasped as the leather bit into her skin.

“You all right?” he asked as he kissed her neck, tasting her soft, sensual skin. Scarlett nodded and then felt the silk tie caressing her skin. Jack dragged it over her back and shoulders, and then pulled her hair into one long ponytail that ran down her back. He then took the tie and brought it around her eyes, then tied it up securely at the back of her head.

Without her sense of sight everything else was intensified and more vibrant. Scarlett smiled as she tried to guess where Jack was going. Her head twisted this way and that, and then his hands were fondling her breasts and his lips were upon hers, giving her no time to breathe. Her body screamed for him and she strained to escape the shackles of the belt but the more she struggled the tighter it became and there was no release. Jack pushed her down onto the bed and used his hands to turn her around. She was completely at his mercy, and couldn't wait to see what he would do.

She was facing the bed, and could feel the mattress under her face. She twisted her head so that she could breath properly. Her hands were behind her back and she had no idea what was coming next but she could feel the heat of Jack's body next to her, making the bed move as he moved around her. His hands brushed against her body in different places, surprising her with his touch. She groaned with pleasure and began to beg for him. Her body was ready to be taken, taken by the dominant, powerful man that she couldn't get enough of.

His hands found her curves and ran all up and down her sides, squeezed the sides of her breasts, and then came down to her butt. He massaged her ass cheeks and then spanked them. Hard. Leaving a raw hand print. The breath was driven from her lungs and she was still balancing on the line between pain and pleasure, although the water in her eyes suggested she was teetering onto the former. He ran his fingers down the back of her thighs and the tingles surged through her as he went all the way down to her toes and began to kiss her slender calves. Then, he got behind her and pulled her hips up, still keeping her head against the mattress, and parted her legs. She could hear him lick his fingers and knew it was only a matter of time until she felt them inside her.  She was wet already in anticipation, and her thighs were slick with her juice. She gasped as she felt one of his hands rest against her hip, and the tip of his erection occasionally brushed against her skin, giving her a thrill every time.

Then he slid his hand into her pussy and began to stroke her lips from behind, rubbing her and feeling her body tense as the pleasure and passion ran through her. At first he just used one finger, then two, still staying outside her body, making her ache and twitch for him to enter her. His other hand spanked her lightly and moved around the small of her back, enjoying the smooth texture of her supple skin.

Scarlett moaned and begged him to get inside her but this only made him tease her more, but eventually he slipped his finger in and began to curl it back and forth slowly, teasing her inside and feeling her sweet spot grow as he stimulated it. Already he was a master of her body and just the slightest touch was enough to send her into the throes of ecstasy, so having a finger deep inside her made strong tidal waves of pleasure crash through her again and again, growing exponentially inside her mind. Her blindfolded eyes squeezed shut as she tried to brace herself for what was to come, and she could barely believe how intense the feelings were, for without sight she was forced to focus on the way it felt inside, the way his finger danced and twisted inside her, manipulating her body perfectly and then... oh God... she felt his breath against her most intimate area. He kissed her thigh and his free hand ran along her spine, up to her hair, pulling it back, making her body arch as his tongue lapped and licked at her pussy, tasting everything she had, everything that was pouring out. Her mouth hung open as sharp moans squeaked out.

The room was filled with a chorus of his name as she repeated it again and again, her mind dulled to the point where she could only speak his name, which came out automatically. His tongue was roving around her vagina in tandem with his finger, sliding in and out of her body, teasing her, tempting her, taunting her, touching her deeply. He made his tongue rigid and thrust it in, then relaxed it and let it spread out all over her, making it wide and licking a long trail up, catching as much of her natural juice on his tongue as possible. His finger was straight and long and continued its steady rhythm as sweat formed on his temples. Her entire body shuddered and quivered and she was at the mercy of his touch.

Then his tongue left her but the pleasure didn't abate. Jack rose up and stretched his long body over hers, leaving his fingers deep inside her, his body scorched her and made the temperature rise, causing sweat to ripple and drip all over the surface of her skin. His hard, hot erection was pressed into the back of her thigh. It was so close to being inside her and she remembered how good it felt and she wanted it inside her so badly, but the pleasure was utterly overwhelming that she didn't even have the strength to beg him to fuck her.

Jack's breath washed over her neck as he kissed her and held her head back, twisted it until her neck reached its limit. He kissed her. Hard. She tasted herself on him and was left breathless. Her eyes rolled back in her head as he pleasured her with his finger and used her body, made it writhe and shake and tremble, until the all-encompassing orgasm consumed her. She felt the burning start low down, and it rose quickly, coursing through her like wildfire, boiling her blood and filling every part of her body.

“You're mine,” Jack whispered in her ear, and this was the tipping point. Her body convulsed under his power and her mind cracked as the orgasm hit her, leaving her a sweaty wreck. Jack fondled her breasts and spanked her again, and she didn't get any time to recover. He got off the bed and dragged her by her hair. Disoriented, she had no idea what was going on, although she could tell that she was sitting up. Then she felt his heat against her face and the smooth skin of his erection was being smeared against her. She opened wide and tried to anticipate where it was going to go next. Jack rubbed it all over her cheeks and jaws as she tried to catch it in her mouth. It came around her yearning lips and then slide into the warm wet cavern of her mouth. Saliva dripped down around it, making her jaw glisten in the afternoon light, and she sucked enthusiastically, using her tongue to slide up and down the shaft, feeling the soft ridge of veins rise and fall under her tongue.

His hands came around her head, holding her hair back, watching as she took him deep in her throat. She gagged on his cock and only wished that she could see his towering body above her. Oh he was her god, and she was his slave, and she would do anything for him. Scarlett was a blistering mess and all she wanted was to feel him explode, feel his hot, thick cream shoot over her in one glorious, rapturous performance of ecstatic bliss.

She was completely devoted to Eros and Jack had awoken something deep inside her that perhaps even he couldn't handle. Her whole body throbbed with desire and she strained against the leather belt as she wanted to touch him, wanted to feel his skin with her hand but he was out of reach, and the agony was torturous but also exquisite, filling her soul with unbelievable torment. He was deep inside her and her jaws were aching. Her lips were stretched to their limits and when he took himself out she licked her lips, enjoying the taste of him on her, but then she wondered where he went.

She twisted her head around and tried to search for his erection, and she could feel his heat but he was moving around, grabbing her hair, twisting her head this way and that until he pushed her down to the bed and came on top of her, straddling her. Her hands were trapped underneath her back and there was no way for her to fight back as she felt his erection come up close to her mouth again, and then he started thrusting inside her mouth, getting deep inside. Her eyes bulged underneath the blindfold and her mouth was filled with his erection, giving her every inch. She loved every minute of it, wishing that she could take more and more. It was rising up through her again, her body was like a turbulent storm, a tornado twisting around inside her soul and her heart.

She gorged herself on his erection, suffocated by the passion that he was giving her, and when he finally drew back, she was gasping and gulping for air. Then his hands grabbed her hips and pulled her along the bed, holding her down to the bed as his body slid down hers. She felt the thick bulge against her, teasing her lips, getting her wetness all over his glistening tip. He was so close, making her gasp and and writhe, and finally the words 'fuck me' came out of her mouth. Over and over again they were repeated.

“You've got it,” he said, and he pushed her leg away and slid over her body. Then he plunged himself inside her, stretching her lips, sliding in effortlessly. They were both soaking wet and their bodies came together, sliding and entwining. Scarlett's hands were straining to break free but the leather belt held fast. Her fingers stretched against the sheets and passion rose within, while he got deep inside her and slammed against her. Her eyes twisted and rolled under the silk. In her mind's eye, she could see the expression on his face, the way his eyes blazed with a primal hunger, how his mouth snarled as he was overcome with the savage passion of lust. His body slammed into her. His hands held her shoulders down, using her like a rag doll, watching her body shake.

Her mind brimmed with the energy that was coursing through her, and then he pulled out of her and she was left alone again. She gasped and her body was given a few moments to relax and recover before his hands were upon her again. He dragged her over the bed, making her scream from the shock of how unpredictable the motion was. Then she was on her face again, buried in the sheets, as he came up behind her and spanked her ass again, pulling her body up and fucking her from behind, slamming behind her and ramming her. His hands were on her shoulders, holding her body tightly as he thrust deep inside her, getting deep into her soul, into her mind, into her heart, leaving her nothing but a wreck as she left her mouth hanging open. He brought one hand down and linked his fingers with hers as his moans became more frantic and rampant.

The brief moment of intimacy between them in the middle of the rough sensations touched her heart, although she barely had any time to process it since he was so deep inside her that she was being split in two. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back, biting her flesh and controlling her body, dominating her completely and irrevocably. The bed rocked and the ship was moving from side to side with more weight at the force with which he was making love to her. Her eyes were watering with the frantic pulses of pleasure and his hands gripped her tightly. Scarlett's body was alive with pleasure and passion as it rose through her soul. Never had she experienced anything so erotic and it was so much more intense than even her wildest fantasies. Jack moved his hips like pistons, getting faster and faster until she felt the sweet load explode within her. Her body was filled with a thick warmth, and she was left broken and gasping for air.

8

After it was over, Scarlett twisted her wrists and looked at the raw red marks that were on them.

“I'm sorry, they were probably too tight,” the man of her dreams said.

“No, I loved it, and the blindfold was a nice touch,” she said, cuddling up to him. Her body ached and sizzled with the remnants of erotic pleasure. Placing her soft lips against his skin, she kissed him tenderly, and let her fingers dance over his chest, which was slick with sweat. Their chests heaved and the boat rocked gently in the water.

“That was so amazing,” Scarlett said, her eyes sparkling with delight.

“Hell yes it was,” he said, and kissed her on the forehead. They lay together, enjoying the delight of being with each other, but there was much on Scarlett's mind.

“So mister, how about you tell me a secret?”

“Like what?”

“I don't know, something about your past. I still don't know much about it. Have you ever been in love? I know you said you haven't had many girlfriends, but someone like you must have had one special person at least. And don't worry, I won't be jealous, because right now I'm the one that you're in bed with and I plan to keep it that way for a good while longer,” she said, running her hand along his thick thigh and stomach.

Jack inhaled deeply. “Look Scarlett, you know I'm a very private man and there are some things that I simply cannot talk about.”

Scarlett creased her brow, unsure of what he meant. She propped herself up on her elbow and looked at him.

“What do you mean? What happened to the game where you'd answer anything I asked?”

“I was only playing. I didn't expect you to ask things that I can't talk about.”

“Why can't you talk about them?” she asked, and Jack gave her a withering look.

“Scarlett, I really like you and I care about you. This could be something special but if we're going to be together then you have to understand that there are some parts of my life I need to keep to myself. I wish I could tell you about them but I can't,” he said, and Scarlett was shocked. It was like a bomb had gone off. She looked at Jack, and who she saw lying next to her was not the same man she had just made love with. The change from being intimately connected in bed to then feeling like he was a stranger was too much to bear. The walls he erected were insurmountable and Scarlett didn't understand why he was saying those things. She searched her mind to try and find any combination of words that would grasp onto the truth that was hiding in the shadows of his soul, but there was nothing, and Scarlett felt lonelier than she did when she was in her cold and empty bed.