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The combination of his cock and his fingers makes my toes points harder as sensation snaps free in my pelvis.
I’m screaming as I climax, my head thrown back and throat growing raw as my orgasm flays me wide open.
“Fuck.” Jared’s head lands between my shoulder blades and he continues grunting as he bottoms out again and again inside me. When he comes, he grips my hips hard enough to leave marks. Marks I’ll wear with pride. “Jesus.Angel.”
Our moans and groans mingle in decadent symphony, the best music in the world soothing our hearts from its frenzied dance.
Jared is still moving inside me and the squelching noises our juices create make me want to do it all over again.
My pussy clenches at the idea and Jared’s breath hisses out. “Christ, princess. I need fucking superpowers just to keep up with this greedy little pussy, don’t I?”
He snatches me up against his chest, and still inside me, walks us to the lounger. We crash in a tangle of limbs, and he trails kisses on my face as we finish catching our breaths.
Now that I can think straight, I replay the whole scene with Noelle again. I realize that it doesn’t really matter what I chose.
One way or another, I’ll be gone before it’s done.
The thought wrecks me with pain and sadness, so I push it away. Dwell on the other feelings I experienced when Noelle watched us. It was hot…being watched by another person.
But it also triggered a thought I can’t dispel.
“I feel you tensing. What is it, angel?”
I know the feeling won’t go away so I just come out with it. “Have you…had a woman in front of Noelle before?”
I hold my breath, wondering if he’ll be angry, but he tilts my face up to his and tenderly cups my jaw. He rubs his nose against mine in whisper-light kisses before he rests back against the cushion.
“No, angel. I haven’t felt the slightest inclination to. No woman has me driven as insane as you do. Besides, it turns my budding little exhibitionist on, doesn’t it?”
My face flames and I hide it in his shoulder, prompting him to laugh. “Maybe.”
“Then I’m all for doing whatever it takes to keep you and this sweet little paradise between your legs happy.”
* * *
Jared
This isn’t sustainable.
I recognize that somewhere around the third week.
I’ve chosen this life. She hasn’t. She may love what I do to her in bed, and may even, surprisingly, accommodate those times when my darker moods get the better of me.
But eventually, she’ll hate me for keeping her captive.
The thought of Skye hating me drives spikes into my gut. But the alternative? Living without her? It’s beginning to keep me up at night.
And then there’s the issue of her father.
My men eventually tracked him down to Switzerland. Recalling the hurt on Skye’s face when she told me about her childhood, I was tempted to seek fast and merciless retribution. But again, the thought of Skye hating me stayed my hand.
Instead I offered him my version of justice—return to New York of his own free will and admit to his sins. The asshole refused.
He believes he’s entitled to what he took on account of my ‘unreasonable’ behavior. Thinks he’s earned what he stole from me.
Needless to say, I disagreed. That was three days ago.
His latest counter-offer stopped me in my tracks though. Mostly because I considered it for all of a minute before—a little sick in my mouth—I ended our call.
