Rescuing A Runaway Bride (14 page)

“
Quiet,
or I’ll have to gag you,” he teased, feeling her pulse race. She was as into it as he was. He sat up on the bed and pulled her over his lap into perfect punishment position. It was high time he staked his claim on her. She melted against him with a moan driving him nuts. Heat raced through him as a smacked her jiggling butt. But he had to gain her obedience if he was going to get her through this and putting her through her submissive paces was the best way to do it. Silence was important. If he told her to be silent she’d better damned well do it.
Spank!
His hand smacked against her ass again and he grinned when she stifled her cry.
Then groaned when her creamy mound pressed against his thigh making him hard.

“Oh my,” she gasped.

He couldn’t agree more but knew he couldn’t afford to soften. “Better,” he praised, rubbing her ass.
“Four more.”

She moaned as his hand slapped the bottom of her ass, making her jump forward, as she squealed.
Spank!
She whimpered as his palm flattened against h
er left cheek.
Spank!
He spanked her right cheek.

He had to admit he was getting off on playing with her. And damn, her wet pussy against him was making him hard enough to break. His gunshot wound was pushed so far back in his mind that he couldn’t even feel it. He nudged her thighs apart and gave her creamy pussy a wet smack making her squeal and tighten. Then he cupped her in his hot palm feeling the ripples go through her cunt as she almost came. He squeezed her mound, his fingertip flicking her clit and she came with a shriek making him swallow a groan. He was so close to nirvana but he had to make sure she truly knew what she was getting into. “Was it a good spanking, sugar?” he asked, needing the words.

She stiffened then let out a sigh. “What do you think, Jake? I’m so horny I can’t stand it and you’ve got the proof of that need in the palm of your hand.”

Well hell she had him there. It was enough for now. “Good answer, Samantha,” he said, giving her a little teasing squeeze before pushing him off his lap to land on her knees on the floor.

Scowling up at him, she started to rise.

He stifled a smile at her feisty reaction but put a hand on her shoulder stopping her. “No. Stay.”

Her scowl deepened as she sank back down and she looked thoughtful.

He knew she could see the need in his eyes but he couldn’t hide that, the thing that he could do was master her to keep her safe. “Spread your knees apart for your teacher,” Jake instructed.

She did as he said spreading her legs to show him her hidden charms even while she gave him a defiant look.

His hot gaze swept over her naked body thinking she was perfect for him. Then he saw her worried gaze focus on his bandaged shoulder and winced internally. He so didn’t want her focusing on that. “Good. Now eyes down,” he ordered firmly to distract her.

She dipped her gaze, peeking at him from under her lashes.

He got even harder as her seductive shy glance all but stroked him and knew his arousal was there for her to see. “Put your hands on your knees, palms up.” When she instantly moved to do as he ordered, he lost another piece of his heart. Damn she was sexy, naked, spanked and well fuc
ked. “You wanted love lessons and you’re going to get them from me and only me. This is submissive position number one.”

She smiled up at him. “Lesson learned, teacher.”

He’d be the judge of that. He stood up and pulled her to her feet. Then when he towed her into the bathroom, she went with a giggle.

Samantha melted as he towed her into the steamy shower falling more in love with him by the second. Hell her ass was still burning from his spanking and she only wanted more. Then she got a look at the bandage on his shoulder and winced. No wonder he’d insisted on doing it with the blindfold.
“Oh my god.
How bad were you hurt? You shouldn’t be doing this.”

He pulled her into his arms stilling her movements to pull him out of the shower and gave her a sharp smack on the ass making her yelp and press against him. “It’s nothing for you to worry about, Samantha.”

The hell it wasn’t. But when she looked up at the fierce look in his eyes she sighed. He sure wasn’t going to admit that he needed taking care of. He was so used to taking care of everyone else. No she’d just have to do the thinking for both of them. “Well at least let me wash you then,” she said, maneuvering him back to keep his bandage out of the water.

“That I can do,” he said with a smile.

She grabbed her pink puff and body wash.

He took a deep breath of the scent. “
Mmm
, I guess I’m going to smell like you.”

She grinned as she swirled the puff over his abs making them tighten. He wasn’t as in control as he thought he was.
“Cherry bark and almond.
Consider yourself lucky I don’t use rose or hibiscus.” His growl made her grin. She hid it from him by paying special attention to his rousing cock. Lucky for her the man was just as insatiable as she was becoming.

“Stop teasing the goon,” he grumbled.

She grinned and sank to her knees, as his cock was rinsed clean making him groan. “I wouldn’t think of it,” she said, staring in wonder at the object of her desire. His purple-headed cock was bobbing in front of her, hard enough to hang a towel on, and all hers. With a sigh she leaned forward to stroke her tongue over the head making him shudder and groan.
“Yum.”

He growled, threading his fingers through her damp hair. “Sugar, you’re killing me.”

She took pity on him and sucked him into her mouth drawing on him then pulling back to swirl her tongue around his velvety head making him groan. She did it again, then once more while cupping his balls, which made him thrust himself into her mouth shuddering. Then he came with a shout and she drank every drop down savoring him. When she pulled back and looked up at him through her lashes, the possessively hot look in his eyes made her heart skip a beat.

“My turn,” he said, tugging her up off the floor.

She let out a yelp when he stood her on the shower bench then wondered what he was doing.

“Spread those pussy lips and show me what you’re offering, sugar,” he demanded.

She stood there in shock for a moment then her trembling fingers went to her labia spreading it shocked when the hot mist
tingled
her already
overstimulated
clit.

“Sweet,” he said, stroking a finger over her pussy, just edging her clit but not touching it.

She whimpered when he skirted the edge of her clit, coming so near to her need. “Stop teasing me, damn it.”

He gave her clit a smack making her shriek and her clit throb, as it seemed to grow. Oh my god he was going to drive her mad.

“Better,” he said, leaning forward to blow on her clit.

She cried out as fire rushed through her sex.

“You’re so wet,” he purred, stroking her labia again.

She just moaned arching toward that teasing finger, begging for him to finish what he started. And then he withdrew his hand making her cry out until he leaned forward with a wicked smile and sucked the pearl of her clit into his hot mouth. She rocked clutching his shoulder as he suckled then nipped her, swirling his tongue and sucking again until she was clinging to him. And then he suddenly drew harder on her clit nipping it while thrusting two fingers into her pussy and one into her ass. She came with a shout. Waves of orgasm made her shiver as she lost control and he held her in his hands and mouth drawing it all out of her until she found herself draped over his shoulder, totally spent. When he stepped them out of the shower and dried them off, she moaned feeling absolutely boneless. He just grinned and threw her over his shoulder again to carry her to bed.

Chapter 11

Samantha awoke alone, as usual. Darn it all, why wouldn’t Jake actually sleep with her? She pushed back the covers and rolled out of bed feeling better than she should under the circumstances. It seemed that carrying on a wild and kinky affair with Jake was good for what ailed her.
Time to track the lug down and set those ground rules.

She stood up and shivered as the air conditioning kicked in.
Brrr
.
He was no doubt already dressed. Well she’d just have to undress him. She reached for her robe and slipped into it needing cover. Who knew how many of his security team
were
lurking nearby? She’d probably get a call from Mrs. Morley complaining about her flowerbeds being trampled.
Time to get Jake to scale back the armada.
She’d have to make sure he understood the conditions she intended to place on him. If she was going to tolerate his presence, he was going to have to play by her rules.

A walk through her empty apartment made her reevaluate the situation. It looked like Jake had calmed down
on his own
.
Good.
Relentlessly padding through the living room in the search for her hunk she let out a sigh of relief when she saw Jake seated at the kitchen table. His smile at her approach made her relax. He’d be easier to work with than she’d feared. She walked up to him and plopped down on his lap making him grin. “We need to talk.”

“I agree,” he said.

From the corner of her eye, she caught a flash of movement that let her know they weren’t alone. She turned her head and was dismayed to discover a beautiful strawberry blonde babe standing by the sink pouring coffee. She tried to get off Jake’s lap but his restraining hand on her wouldn’t let her retreat.

Samantha took her gaze off the blonde and turned to frown at Jake.

“Stop teasing her, Jacob,” the blonde scolded in a melodious, southern drawl.

Terrific.
They were both from the south, probably childhood sweethearts. But fathoming what the woman was doing in her kitchen took more effort than her foggy brain could manage.

“Good morning,” the blonde said sweetly.

Great, she even sounds nice.
What a rotten start to her day. Well, she wasn’t about to give Jake the satisfaction of thinking she was jealous by asking who the blonde was.
Time to get back to reality.

Jake frowned. “In case you’re wondering, I had Laura come in early this morning to install an alarm system.”

Samantha choked on a mouthful of coffee. It was more of his overreaction.
“Alarm!
I never agreed to have an alarm installed. I don’t want one, and I’m certainly not going to pay for one.”

Jake’s jaw firmed. “This isn’t up for debate, brat. I think you need one, so I’m having it installed. Don’t worry about the cost. Please trust me to do my job properly this time around.”

Samantha watched the cool mask of professionalism cover his
face,
and her heart sank. He thought he’d screwed up at the cabin and he was in goon mode again.
So much for her love lessons.
“I do trust you. And, just for the record, it’s not the cost I object to. It’s the autocratic way you went about it.” He raised an eyebrow, and Samantha saw red. “Just because we slept together doesn’t give you the right to tell me what to do.” She instantly regretted her outburst when she remembered the blonde was listening. Flashing an
embarrassed
glance her way, she was mortified to see Laura was watching their exchange with great amusement. It was then she noticed that Laura’s eyes were the same smoky silver as Jake’s.
Are they related?
Her guess was confirmed a moment later.

“Thanks for clearing that up,” Jake said dryly. “By the way, in case you’re wondering, Laura is my kid sister.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Laura said cheerfully. “Don’t let him buffalo you, honey. Stick up for your rights.”