The Men With the Golden Cuffs (22 page)

He leaned toward her. “But if you keep this up, baby, that’s exactly what you’re going to get. You’re going to get my collar around your neck. You’re going to get my cock so deep in your pussy that you won’t remember what it feels like to not be full of me. I’ll be on you five times a day, and I won’t ask politely. I’ll take you because you’re mine. I’ll take your pussy and your ass, and I’ll fuck that mouth of yours. I’ll spank your ass when you get out of line, and sometimes I’ll just do it for fun. I’ll tie you up. I’ll spread you wide. I’ll parade you around naked because you will belong to me. Mine, Serena. Can you begin to imagine how fucking possessive I’ll be?”

It might have scared her, just a little, but he had Adam to balance him. Adam, who took such tender care of her. Adam, who’d been topping her so gently she hadn’t even noticed. There was a delicate balance between the two of them. Take one without the other and the relationship might fail, falling into outrageous possessiveness for Jake and overindulgence on Adam’s part. But together, they were exactly what she needed, craved.

“I think I can handle you, Jake.”

His hand sank into her hair, pulling lightly but with just enough bite to let her know he was serious. “What do you call me when I’m topping you?”

This was where Jacob truly enjoyed dominating. He wanted her submissive in the bedroom. She’d noticed that he preferred to remain in the background most of the time, silently supporting and protecting, but he wanted to be utterly in charge when it came to this.

“Sir. I am sorry, Sir. I can handle you, Sir.”

“You think so now, but you better be sure, Serena. You better be fucking sure.” His hands went to the ties of his leathers. “Take my cock out. I can’t resist. I need you, baby.”

The way he fumbled made her heart ache. He was nervous about sleeping with her? He was practically a Greek god, but the fine tremble in his hands marked him as a man, and that warmed Serena. She placed her hands over his and slowly untied his laces. She pulled back the leather and realized she wasn’t the only one not wearing underwear. Jake’s cock sprang free, and he hadn’t been joking. He was huge, long and thick, and topped with a plum-shaped head. A drop of pearly fluid seeped from the tip.

Jake looked down at her, his face hard with desire. He nodded toward his dick. “Taste me.”

She wasn’t good at this, but suddenly that was okay. Jake would tell her what he wanted. He wouldn’t lie there silently and then complain that she didn’t know what to do. He would talk to her. She leaned forward and licked the drop of fluid. It was salty and tangy and elicited the sweetest groan from his chest.

“That’s right, baby. Lick me. Lick my cock. Get me ready to fuck your little pussy. Get the Dom hard so he can make his sub howl.”

She loved the dirty talk. It was almost as arousing as being skin to skin with him. She breathed in the scent of his arousal as she licked her way up his cock. She started at the base, where the stalk met heavy balls. She brought her hand up to cup him, playing and squeezing lightly as she ran her mouth along his dick.

“Suck the head.”

She moved to the cockhead, pulling it into her mouth. She let her tongue find the deep
V
on the backside of his cock.

“Fuck, yeah, baby. That’s what I want.” His hands tangled in her hair, pulling her in, showing her what he wanted. “Deeper. I want to fuck your mouth, Serena.”

She relaxed and tried to take him deeper. He filled her, fucking into her mouth in short strokes. She ran her tongue every way she could.

He pulled out suddenly. “I can’t wait. Fuck it. I can’t wait.”

He stood and shoved his leathers off, tossing them to the side. He took her hand and gathered her to him. He twisted her around so her backside pressed against his front. She gasped when she saw the mirror. It was large and faced the bed. She had noticed it briefly when she’d entered, but now she could see that Jake had been watching. He’d watched as he’d spanked her and as she’d taken his cock in her mouth.

“Look at how pretty you are, baby. Look at those tits.” He cupped them, his thumbs flicking at the nipples.

She looked different. She’d always hated her body, but she seemed to be a different woman. This woman was sexy, wanton, desired. Jake’s hands were large on her body. He towered over her. His hand ran down the length of her torso to her pussy. There was no way to hide the glistening moisture that coated her femininity. Jake’s fingers slid easily through her labia, parting the petals and forcing her clitoris to poke out of its hood.

“Your pussy is pretty, too.” His eyes caught hers in the mirror, holding her in his dark gaze.

She was drowning, and she liked it. She pressed her pelvis up, begging him for more. He nipped at her earlobe.

“You’re going to be so hard to handle.” He turned her again, his mouth slamming down on hers. He forced her jaw open, his tongue invading. She wrapped herself around him, hands skimming the hard line of his muscles. He was cut everywhere. And strong. He was so strong. He dominated her with ease and yet his hands could be so gentle. They skimmed her backside, tracing her curves and making her skin light up. He moved her backward, her knees hitting the edge of the bed.

She found herself on her back, looking up at Jake. He stroked his cock. God, it was so big and it would be inside her soon. He reached over to the small dresser and grabbed a condom. He rolled it over his dick.

“Be sure, Serena. I won’t be able to let you go.”

She reached for him.

“I warned you. Don’t you dare say I didn’t warn you.” He climbed on the bed, pushing her back, pressing her legs open. His cock was at the edge of her pussy. “Take me, Serena. Take me inside.”

She groaned as that big cock began to force its way inside her. She bit her lip. Big. He was so big. His thumb found her clit, pressing against the little button. Pleasure began to swirl in her system combining with the feel of Jake fucking her in short, easy strokes.

“It’s all right, baby. You’re tight. You’re so fucking tight, but you were made for me. You were made to take my cock.” His eyes were half opened, head turned down. “Look at it.”

He moved his hand out of the way so she could look down her body and see the place where his cock disappeared into her pussy. He moved his hips, pulling out almost all the way. She could see the length of his cock, covered in her juices. It was intimate, binding her to him in a way mere sex couldn’t. Jake forced her to be in the moment, to bear witness to her own awakening.

He groaned as he pushed in again, gaining ground with each long thrust. Her knees were spread wide. He wouldn’t accept anything less than her being fully opened and exposed to him. Sex before had been a quick thing. Easy on, easy off. Wham, bam, leave you frustrated ma’am. But this was something completely different. This was something like her fantasies. She could feel Jacob and not just his cock. She was connected to him, meshing into him until she forgot where she ended and he began.

“I want you to come for me.” He pressed deep, locking them together.

Oh, she was so full. He stretched her, but she’d been ready for him. He’d made sure of it. He’d warmed her up with the spanking and played with her. He’d talked dirty and sweet. She accepted him for all that he was.

“Wrap your legs around me. God, Serena, you’re so fucking tight.”

She loved his weight on top of her. She was deliciously crushed into the mattress. He kissed her, holding himself deep inside, and she took the time to adjust to his size. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles together. He drugged her with kisses, grinding his pelvis against hers, lighting up her clit. Over and over he hit it, bringing her close to the edge and then hauling her away. It was maddening, and she tried to move, to force him to fuck her, but he was too big. She was utterly powerless against his strength.

“You’re going to get another spanking, baby. Don’t you move. I’m enjoying this.”

He was torturing her. She couldn’t breathe. She was so close.

“How long since you had an orgasm?” His words came out in a deep rumble, as though he was trying to hold on to his control.

“I use a vibrator sometimes,” she admitted. Why was he still talking? Was he trying to make her crazy? She tightened her legs around him.

“How long since you had an orgasm from a cock in your pussy?” He started to thrust again, little shallow moves that slid across some magical place deep inside. “There it is. There’s your sweet spot, baby. How long since you had a lover hit your sweet spot?”

She gasped. It felt so good. Pressure was building. She felt like a bottle of champagne waiting to bubble over the minute her cork got popped. “I didn’t know I had a spot.”

Oh, but Jake had found it. He thrust up hard. “Your husband was an asshole. I won’t make the same mistake, Serena. I’ll make you mine, and I’ll keep you.”

And he was off. He didn’t hold back. He fucked into her hard, hitting that spot and grinding down on her clit. Over and over he thrust, his face contorting with the effort. He was so beautiful to her as he worked over her body. She couldn’t breathe. It was starting. Something amazing. Bigger than ever before.

“Say it, Serena. Say you’re mine.”

She could barely think, but she managed to say it. He needed to hear it. “I’m yours, Jake. I want to be yours.”

He came off his leash. He pounded into her, and she went flying, the orgasm overtaking her, lighting up every inch of her flesh. Jake’s gorgeous face contorted, and he thrust deep one last time.

He collapsed on top of her, sinking in, his mouth nuzzling her neck. “Now you’ve done it, baby. Now you’re all mine.”

She felt a smile start to cross her face, but then she caught sight of a man standing by the door. She screamed a little, her heart thumping in her chest.

“Sorry,” Adam said, his face a polite blank. “I didn’t think anyone could sneak up on Jake. He was always the one with the best hearing in our unit. Guess he was involved in other things. I finished up early. The rest of the programs can run overnight, and we should have an answer in the morning. I thought you two would want an update.”

Jake sat up, his chest still heaving. “Adam, I am so sorry. I lost control.”

“You never lose control, Jake. I know that about you,” Adam replied.

Serena pulled at the sheet, covering herself up. She was suddenly very aware that Adam had watched them. At least he’d watched the last part. He’d been watching when she’d screamed out in Jake’s arms. But wasn’t that what he’d wanted? “I don’t understand what’s wrong.”

Adam shook his head. “Not a thing, Serena. It’s fine. I’m sure you’ll be really happy with Jake.”

“What?” Confusion set in. She’d been sure this was what Adam had wanted. He’d been pushing her together with Jake for a week. “I don’t understand.”

Adam smiled, but it was a bitter thing. “Oh, but I do, sweetheart. Good luck with him. He can be hard to handle. I’ll let Liam know that he can take my place. Or hell, you can handle the whole op since you’re the big bad Dom.”

“Adam, calm down.” Jake practically growled.

“You don’t fucking top me, Jake. Screw you. Ten fucking years and this is how it ends.” He opened the door and slammed it, the crash clanging through the room with a thud of finality.

“Why is he so mad?” All of the joy that had come with making love to Jake had fled. She was right back to feeling vulnerable.

“Because he’s an asshole who wanted to be first. Get dressed, Serena. We have to find him, and you’re going to have to convince him you still want him. He took everything we said wrong. Goddamn it. This is my fault. I knew I should have waited.” He stalked to the bathroom and closed the door.

Serena looked at it and wondered if both doors hadn’t just closed forever.

Jake stalked down the hallway after Adam. He couldn’t have gotten too far.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

What the hell had he been thinking? He hadn’t been thinking at all. He and Adam had talked about this. Begin as you mean to go. That was their motto. Start together and let the woman bond to both of them. But Jake hadn’t been thinking about that. He’d been focused on Serena. He’d gripped her hand, a little afraid that if he let go, she might walk away. The happiness he’d seen in her eyes was gone, replaced with utter uncertainty.

Yes, Jake knew he was at fault. And he was still seriously considering beating the shit out of Adam when he found him.

“Hey, was I not supposed to send Adam back?” Glen asked. He’d been a monitor at Sanctum since Ian had opened the club. He knew all about Adam and Jake’s proclivities. Jake couldn’t blame him. It was what they did. They shared women.

“Don’t worry about it. Which way did he go?”

Glen pointed toward the bar. Of course. Adam would head straight for the Scotch or the vodka or whatever the hell else was trendy this week. He was being an asshole.

“Maybe I should go change.” Serena struggled to keep up with him.

He slowed down. Adam wasn’t the only one making an ass of himself. Serena was unsure and scared, and she’d just had her first sex in years and what had her Dom done? Her Dom had shoved her into her clothes and made her race through the club.