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He stopped short and rose between her legs, forcing her to let go of hiscock.
He reached over her body, replacing her hand on the headboard, making it clear she was done touchinghim.
“Now you can come,” hesaid.
He plunged into her as he thumbed her clit and a long, guttural moan was wrenched from her throat as he penetrated her all the way to her cervix. He pulled out quickly and immediately plunged back into her, his faster pace making it clear he was reaching for his ownclimax.
“Come with me,Jack.”
“I take care of myself.” There was an angry edge to his voice. “You do as Isay.”
He reached between their bodies and spread her ass cheeks, opening her wider as he sunk an inch deeper into her pussy. It created even more pressure on her clit and she felt herself teetering on the brink of anotherorgasm.
“Now fucking come for me,Nina.”
He thrust into her in a frenzy, his body pounding against hers as he drove into her again and again, fanning the flames already spreading in herbody.
“Oh god…” She tipped over the edge of her restraint, her body on fire, nipples tingling, contractions moving through hercenter.
She spun through the darkness, alone, out ofbody.
Burning.
For one blissful moment, she was nothing, liberated from herself, from the burden of all her conceptions, of her past, herfuture.
Her body was beyond her control. So was hermind.
She surrendered to it, let Jack own her like he’d owned her since the moment he’d picked her up off thepavement.
Let herselfdisintegrate.
When she opened her eyes, her cheek was against Jack’schest.
“You were marvelous.” He kissed her head and stroked her hair. “Magnificent.”
She was afraid to breathe, aware that this was a rare moment. A moment when Jack’s guard was down enough for him to bekind.
To show that he cared. Or to act like itanyway.
She didn’t know him well enough to know which wastrue.
She didn’t speak, didn’t want to break the spell of his heartbeat under her ear, the intimacy — finally — of his body nestled next tohers.
They didn’t lay there nearly long enough before he slid gently out from underher.
He looked down at her. She couldn’t read his expression. “I’m going to run you a bath. Then we’ll get the ropes off you and let yousoak.”
She watched him go, marveling again at the fitness of his body, the tightness of hisass.
She heard the water running in what must have been an adjoining bathroom and rolled onto her back. When she looked down she was almost shocked to see the rope still tracking across herskin.
It came back to her in flashes: his binding of her body, the way she’d looked in the mirror, the rush of need when he’d tugged on the rope, his command overher.
Her willingobedience.
You come when I say youcome.
It was the kind of dirty talk she’d read about but never experienced, the ropes — what had he called it? Shibari? — something that would have repelled her in the light ofday.
But she’d wanted him. Had wanted all the things he did to her and all the things he’dpromised.
I’m going to own parts of you you didn’t know existed, make you want things you never knew youwanted.
She wondered if it was her imagination that it had sounded as much a threat as apromise.
