Tit for Tat Baby (8 page)

Jenna felt as if she was ready to
explode.  Her panties were already soaked, her clit pulsed with need and
her core shuddered and throbbed painfully.  Her panties followed the same
route as her bra and she hardly noticed Callum pushing his board shorts and
underpants down to his knees.  He lifted her and wrapped her legs around
his waist.  He hissed when his shaft touched her heated core. He panted
and his hand closed around her throat to force her eyes to his.

“Jenna, I don’t carry condoms with me,
but I am clean.”

“Callum … this … you …”

“No, little painter girl, you did not
heed my warning, now your fingers will burn. Are you on the pill?”

“I … you can’t do …”

She keened when she felt his broad
hard tip spear through her lips to breach her sheath.  Oh lord, he was so
big!  Her sheath throbbed in anticipation.

“Very well, I will draw out before I
come.”

She panted and looked at him, shaking
her head.  His eyes incinerated her, but he refused to relent.

“You did not listen, I warned you …”

His lips closed over hers and he
plunged inside her, hard and as deep as he dared. She was so hot and so tight,
he pulled back and could not stop himself from plunging back in. Hard and even
deeper, catching her scream in his mouth. He thrust then, hard and fast,
clutching her hips and swallowing her screams.  He winced when her nails
dug into his back and she arched desperately against him, her screams constant
against his lips. 

Her whole body went into a spasm as
she climaxed within his fifth thrust, her inner muscles clamping so hard around
him he groaned into her mouth.  She keened desperately, then nothing … she
stopped breathing as the climax reached its height and she milked him
desperately.  Her nails scorched down his back and he plunged hard and
fast.  His climax rushed through his body and shot deep inside her with so
much force he pressed her hard against the wall and sagged against her to
support his legs.  She gasped for breath, but her channel still pulsed
around him, drawing him deeper and he kept thrusting short, hard thrusts until
the quivering around his shaft started to recede.  He cursed when he
realized he did not pull out as he promised.  He lifted his lips from hers
and looked into her shuttered eyes.

“Are you on the pill, Jenna?’

She nodded weakly, gasping for breath.
He withdrew from her slowly and she hissed. He lowered her legs to the floor,
stepped back and pulled his shorts up.   Jenna leaned weakly against
the wall.  He picked her overalls up and held it for her to step into
it.  She didn’t move and he cursed. He lifted her one leg into the suit
and then the other.  He pulled it up and pulled the zipper up once he got
it on.  He lifted her chin and looked at her with inscrutable eyes.

“I warned you, little painter … don’t
play games with me, Jenna.  I am not one of your toy boys.”

She gasped, but before she could utter
a word he turned and stalked out the door.  Jenna did not move for a full
five minutes, trying to gather her strength to test if she would be able to.

He was right to warn her.  One
should be careful what you wished for.  She wanted a stud of a man to make
her scream and she got what she wanted.  But he was just too big, she has
been without sex for too long and he did not allow her time to adjust to his
size. 

Oh lord, even with all that she
climaxed.  So hard and so long, she thought she was going to pass
out.  She did not know one could climax like that.  Never had it
taken her breath away and shut down all her organs.  She closed her eyes
realizing that even though she was in pain, she regretted feeling him withdraw
from her. 

She pushed away from the wall and
winced when a burning pain shot through her core.  She clenched her teeth
and slowly walked to her room.

Let that be a lesson, Jenna. 
Don’t play with the big boys!

But oh lord, it was so
satisfying!  She did not even want to think how it would feel if he was to
actually seduce her.  With the aim to give her pleasure, his mouth and
lips all over her body, his tongue dipping and tasting her.

Stop it Jenna!

Jenna
sank slowly into the hot bubble bath she ran and cried out when the hot water
burned her sheath. She hung suspended with her hands on the side of the tub, biting
her lip.  She panted through the pain and then lowered into the tub.
 She leaned back and forced all her muscles to relax.

The next moment she shot upright and
cried out at the sudden pain deep inside her with the quick movement. Callum
stormed through the door he just flung open with a crash.  He cringed when
he heard her cry and stopped next to the tub.

He twirled the bubbles out of the way
and cursed.  Jenna looked down and noticed the water was stained red with
her blood.   What the devil did he expect?

“Go away!”

“You were not a virgin, Jenna. 
How long has it been since you’ve been with someone?”

“I said, go away!”

“How long?”

“What does it matter?  You hardly
gave me time to adjust to your size. Just go away.  I am fine.”

“Get out of the tub.  I want to
see if you’re still bleeding.”

“Oh for heaven sake!  No, I am
not.”

“Jenna, get out of the tub!”

“I am not bleeding anymore, Callum!”

He cursed and reached down and yanked
her from the tub.  She cried and clutched at his arms, clenching her
teeth.  He cursed again, picked up a towel and stormed into her
room.  He lowered her legs gently to the carpet and she stood
upright.  He dried her quickly and ignored her complaints. He pulled the
bedding to the end of the bed and turned to her.

“Get on the bed.”

She glared at him.

“Stop ordering me around.  I am
not sick, McGregor. I am not goin … eek!”

He picked her up, gently this time and
placed her carefully on the bed.  He looked at her and the expression on
his face warned her he was not going to accept any resistance.

“I am going to check if you are still
bleeding.  If you resist, you will hurt yourself, so keep still.”

She gasped when he took her knee in
his hand and started to pull her leg over his lap.  She stiffened and
begged him softly.

“Please don’t.  I am not bleeding
anymore!”

“I need to be sure.”

“Let me do it then.”

He speared her a glance, but continued
to pull her leg over his lap.  She closed her eyes and moaned when she
felt him push his finger gently inside her channel as far as he could. 
She was mortified when she felt her inner muscles react and clamp around his
finger.  His breath hitched in his throat when he felt it too and
smiled.  He withdrew his finger and was relieved when there was no sign of
blood.

   He dropped his hand on
her belly. Jenna opened her eyes and it was caught by his.

“How much pain are you in?”

“I’ll survive.”

“Stop being so nonchalant, woman and
answer me!”

“Well, wonders never cease to
happen!  He called me a woman!”

He leaned forward and his lips
caressed hers softly, sweeping back and forth, then he sucked her bottom lip
into his mouth and she moaned.

“Oh, yes, little painter … you are all
woman!”

She blushed, very aware of his hot
hand still on her belly, gently stroking slow circles on her quivering skin.

“Now answer my question.”

“It is more a burning sensation than
constant pain.  It only hurts when I move too quickly.  I am
fine.  Please leave so that I can get dressed.”

“No, you are staying in bed for the
rest of the day.  Megan will bring you lunch.”

“Meg … Megan is here?  Oh
lord!  What did you tell her?”

“Nothing yet.  But maybe she will
know what I can get from the chemist for you.”

She sat up and winced when a sharp
pain pinched inside her.

“Don’t you dare, do you hear me. Callum
McGregor!  If you say one word to Megan I am on the next flight out of
here. I will never be able to look her in the eyes again!  I have some
pain tablets and a general antibiotic.”

“I need to get you something, Jenna.”

“No, you don’t.”  Jenna sighed
realizing he was adamant.  “Let’s make a deal.  If I am not better in
the morning, you can go and get something from the chemist.  For now, I
will take my tablets and no, I am NOT staying in bed.  How will we explain
that to Megan?”

“We don’t need to offer any
explanation.”

She frowned and glared at him.

“What the devil are you doing here
anyway?”

“Megan asked me to meet her
here.  It is Liam’s birthday next month and she wants my help with his
gift.”

“You could have warned me,” she
mumbled.

“I could have, but then Megan and I
would have missed out on your … performance.”

“Megan was there?”

 Callum nodded and she
groaned.  She frowned and then glared at him.

“Why … did she leave?”

“Because I told her to.”

“You … told her … oh lord!  What
must she think?”

“Most probably exactly what happened.”

Jenna shrieked and slapped him on his
arm.  Her eyes incinerated him.

“Are you telling me you make a habit
of … of …?”

“Having sex in the ballroom?”

If looks could kill, he would have
been dead on the spot.

“No … this was the first time.”

He looked down to where his hand
rested on her belly and then slowly over the rest of her naked body.  He
drew a deep breath.  She was absolutely exquisite.  His rising shaft
concurred with his thought.

“I am not sorry for what I did, nor am
I going to apologize, little painter, although I regret that I hurt you.” 
His eyes burned into hers.  “I will make sure you are ready the next time
I go that deep.”

She blushed and glowered at him.

“There is not going to be a next time,
McGregor.  I am here to work, not to be your convenient sex partner.”

He rose and looked down at her. 
Her nipples shriveled up and her breasts quivered.  His face was
inscrutable and his eyes burnt into hers.

“We’ll
see about that, little painter … woman.”

Callum
did not go to the office at all, nor the next day.  He watched Jenna like
a hawk the whole day.  She spent the rest of the day in the workshop,
starting the cleaning process on the paintings from the entrance hall.  At
least she sat down and kept the door closed, hoping to keep him out.

She refused to put the overalls back
on and wore a knee length denim and loose tee-shirt already stained with
paint.  She was busy to carefully clean the painting of the castle with a
special soap solution and a sponge when Megan knocked and walked in when she
called out.

She blushed the moment she saw it was
her, and kept her head lowered over the painting, trying to curb her
embarrassment.

“Hi Jenna. Am I bothering you?”

“Of course not, please come in.”

“Are you okay?  Callum can be a
bit of a bore when he is angry.”

She glanced at her and smiled.

“I am fine. 
How’s the twins?”
                                                                                                                                           

“Full of energy as usual. 
They’re with a playgroup three days of the week.  Specifically so that
they learn to interact with other kids.  In all honesty … some days I need
the break!”

“They are quite a handful, but they
are beautiful kids.  Did you manage to decide on a gift for Liam?”

“Yes.  Liam and Callum grew up
together and are best friends, so Callum knows better than anyone what to get
him.  Without fail, every year he has been very happy with his gift.”

“Now I understand why the two of them
get along so well.”

“Yes … and can be quite annoying as
well when they’re together.”

“Callum seems to be a different person
when you are all together.”

“It is the only time he allows himself
to really relax.  Other times he is really grumpy and tends to be a bit
arrogant.  He is one of the best businessmen there is, but in the
corporate world he is known as ruthless, but also a man of integrity and
honesty.  Not many people would oppose him.  He is said to be a force
to be reckoned with.”

You can say that again!

Jenna cleaned the sponge and pressed
all the excess water out and left it out to dry.

“Are you sure you’re okay,
Jenna?  You look a bit pale.”