Wicked Obsession (Bend to My Will #6) (9 page)

For pain it had become. The more Jacob fucked her, the more difficult it was to ignore her own need. Then he stilled, with his cock throbbing inside her. “Clench around my cock, tight. I want to feel you.”

Vivienne clenched her inner muscles like a fist over his hard shaft. Jacob swatted her butt. “Harder.”

She held on tight, having no clue how to obey his command without falling over the cliff. Vivienne balanced on the precipice, her restraint turning to ashes. Jacob smacked her ass again, the sound of the slap louder than the music still playing in the background.

“Harder, Vivienne.”

It hurt: her clit stung, her nipples ached, and her pussy was a source of agony. The pain of waiting overwhelmed her, but still she held off. Then, after what seemed like an eternity, Jacob began to move again, stroking gently, like an erotic caress.

“I’m going to fuck you hard, baby. You won’t be able to hold back. You can come when you want, as long as you want, and scream as loud as you like.”

With that, Jacob sped his motions. Holding her securely with one arm around her waist, he fucked her as hard as he’d promised. Vivienne was so wet and so hot. The noise of Jacob slapping against her pushed her to the brink. Then he pressed one palm over her clit while ferociously stroking into her.

Vivienne cried out, but Jacob’s own yell drowned her out. A sharp pain stabbed through her clit and her body turned to steel, her belly flat. Then Jacob pulsed inside her before spurting his cum into her channel. She clenched over his throbbing cock and shattered underneath him.

Emitting a shrill cry, Vivienne let go. Still bound, she couldn’t move with the rhythm of the undulating waves, but instead allowed them to crash through her. With her wrists secured to her ankles, there was no way to mitigate the intensity. The pleasure became pain, and the pain turned to pleasure. She gasped with the power of the release, and pushed back against Jacob to make the feeling last.

When she collapsed against the pad underneath her, Jacob undid the snaps, freeing her ankles and wrists. He sat her on the edge of the platform with her legs dangling over the side, and his arms around her. Breathing heavily, she closed her eyes, enraptured by the scent of sex, an intoxicating scent if there ever was one.

Jacob’s heart pounded, and his skin was on fire. Vivienne wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him close. She was
his
, and that was all she wanted to be. Just
his
, that’s all.

When their breathing calmed, Jacob carried her to the master bath, where they soaked for a while in the deep tub. Vivienne’s whole body hummed and satisfaction filled her, even more when she looked at Jacob. She could tell how much she’d pleased him.

Later that night, Vivienne nestled close to Jacob, with her head on his shoulder. He hadn’t spoken much, but he didn’t need to. She looked up at the ceiling, the room illuminated by city lights. It was a special, intimate moment.

Vivienne hadn’t felt closer to Jacob than right then, nor had she loved him more. The sentiment that she’d held back for so long pressed into her consciousness, needing to be heard. She leaned on one elbow and looked into Jacob’s deep blue eyes.

“Jacob…” He touched his fingertips to her jaw, and Vivienne spoke, revealing what was in her heart. It couldn’t be contained. The emotion was too strong, too real.

“I love you, Jacob.”

Vivienne confessed how she felt, but Jacob was silent. Undeterred, she said it again. “I really do. I love you…so much.”

Jacob looked sad, not at all what she expected. “Oh, baby…I know you need more than I can give.” His eyes glistened, but no tears came. “I understand the passion you feel…but you misinterpret it.”

Vivienne couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “No, Jacob. You’re wrong. I know what I feel.”

“I dread to think that I’ve ruined your life. I pray that’s not true.” Jacob brushed her hair away from her face. “I crave you, beyond all endurance…but I can’t give more. If only I could…but…”

Vivienne knew she needed
only him
, but Jacob couldn’t see that. She felt ill, sick over the romance that couldn’t be, and devastated that Jacob wouldn’t let himself love her. He wasn’t bad for her, as he claimed. He was the best thing that had happened to her, yet she was unable to make him believe it. A tear rolled down her cheek, and Jacob brushed it away. Was it all to end this way?

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“Is it a sin for Vivienne to have what she wants most?”

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Emily Jane Trent writes steamy romances about characters you’ll get to know and love. The sex scenes are hot, and the romance even hotter! If you are a fan of stories with a heroine that’s got spunk and a hunk of a hero that you’d like to take home with you, these stories are what you’re looking for.