A Passionate Discovery (Self-Discovery Series) (18 page)

"Your
girl does, Sir, she really likes it; I liked the make believe tonight as
well." She was blushing and giggling as he lifted her into his arms and
carried her out of the dungeon and up to his room.

Reaching
the bedroom he lowered her to her feet as soon as they were through the door.
"Get on your knees, baby, I can't wait a minute longer to fuck you."
He stripped quickly and put on a condom.

Carla
hastily scrambled up onto the bed, not wanting to wait any longer either. She
had been driven nearly crazy by his teasing down in the dungeon and she was eager
for satisfaction.

Two
fingers slid into her from behind and he gently inched them in and out, making
sure she was ready for him. Grasping her hips in his hands he slowly slid home
until his head touched her cervix. He ached to pound into her core, knowing he
was deeper inside her than he'd ever been, but he resisted and rode her slowly.

"You
have no idea how good you feel wrapped around my cock," he told her,
sliding his hand around her hip and down between her legs to her new jewelry.
He tapped it lightly as he continued to pump in and out of her, establishing a
rhythm that sent little jolts of pleasure through her.

Carla felt
her orgasm building, driven by the feeling of him so deep inside of her that it
was almost too much. It was multiplied by his manipulations of her new
piercing. "Sir, please!" she gasped, unable to help the scream that
escaped her lips.

"Cum,
baby, cum hard for me." Jason increased his stroke as her tight folds
clenched him like a vice.

Her release
was like a trigger for his orgasm and he came with an intensity he had never
before experienced. For the first time he actually blacked out for a second;
when he came to he marveled at what his girl was able to make him feel.

After
allowing themselves a short while to regain their breath after their exertions,
they made their way into the shower. Jason paid close attention to the new
piercing he had given Carla, cleaning both it and her thoroughly. When he was
done he knelt to place a small kiss on the cool metal.

He'd had
sex with many women over the years, from all walks of life. Almost all of them
had vastly more experience than Carla, but somehow the angel with him gave him
a release like he'd never known before.

As they
crawled into bed and Carla drifted off to sleep Jason wrapped her in his arms.
There was something indefinably special about her, he thought, and he was
determined that he would brand her his. He drifted off to sleep considering
ways in which to accomplish it.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Carla
drove home the next morning excited about the trip she would be taking in a few
hours. She'd never been to Mexico, and the thought of enjoying herself on the
beaches had her wishing the time would pass quicker.

The moment
she was through the door of her dorm room she began packing, throwing
everything she could find into the luggage Jason had bought for her. She had
barely finished when she tipped the luggage up and dumped everything back out
onto her bed.

Deciding
she needed to be sensible she left the bedroom and made herself a coffee, not
returning until she had finished it.

Back in
the bedroom Carla looked down on the jumbled mess of clothing on her bed. With
fresh eyes it was clear to her that she wouldn't need everything she had
originally packed. She was only going away for a couple of days, and a number
of the items before her, while suitable for New York, were not appropriate for
Mexico.

Sorting
through her clothes she picked out enough items to last her a couple of days,
no matter what she and Jason got up to. She didn’t have a clue what he had
planned for them, and wanted to be prepared for every eventuality.

As she
packed for a second time Carla thought back on the previous two nights. It
seemed as if the intensity of her time with Jason was changing; if the rest of
the ten nights were as incredible as those she had already enjoyed, she knew
she was going to have a hard time not accepting his offer.

The
thought of being labeled a slave didn't sit well with her conscience, nor did
the thought of being treated like one, but sharing nights like those she had
already enjoyed with Jason definitely held some appeal.

Carla's
mind was still drifting through remembrances when Scarlett walked into the
room, startling her. "I'm really sorry for jumping on you yesterday,"
she said, her eyes pleading for forgiveness. "You're a grown woman, and
you can make your own decisions. It's just…we've been friends for a long time
now, and you're my best friend; I hate to think of you getting hurt." She
had done a lot of thinking since the previous evening; she wasn't happy about
the situation between Carla and Jason, but had come to realize that if the shoe
had been on the other foot, she would have been livid with Carla and probably
would have reacted much worse than her friend had

"Scarlett,
you're my best friend, and I think of you like a sister; I understand you're
just worried, but this is what I want. I hope you can understand that and give
me your blessing." Carla didn't want to fight with her friend, she had too
much love in her heart for her, despite that, she knew she had to stand up for
what she wanted, no matter what the consequences might end up being.

"I
overstepped my boundaries, honey, I'm sorry. To prove just how much I plan on
supporting you in this, I'm going with you and Jason." She saw the look of
confusion in Carla's face and hurried to explain. "Daniel called and asked
if I would like to spend the weekend at the resort; of course I said yes, and
he told me we would all go together.

"Think
of the fun we can have when the boys are off doing business, or whatever it is
they're going there to do." Laughing and smiling Scarlett threw her arms
around her friend.

Carla
couldn't help but smile as well, her friend's enthusiasm was infectious and she
quickly hugged her back. Just like that the argument of the previous day was
forgotten. It was always like that with them, they didn't argue often, and when
they did it was forgotten quickly.

"I'm
so glad you're coming, Scarlett. I had no idea what I was going to do with
myself while Jason is occupied, and from the sounds of it he's going to be
pretty busy down there." When they woke that morning Jason had told her
that he probably wouldn't have much time to spend with her during the day while
they were in Mexico, he would be working, so she would be left to her own
devices. It was a thought that had daunted her, being alone in a strange place,
but knowing that her best friend was going to be there with her made it an
adventure.

"We'll
have a wonderful time, you'll love it there. Especially if he has to work so we
have the days to ourselves. We can sunbathe, swim, go shopping, enjoy drinks by
the pool, whatever we like. And if we get bored of all that, we can just go
exploring.

"Daniel
took me down to the resort once before, but we didn't get to do half the things
I wanted to," Scarlett said with a wink that made Carla blush, despite
everything she had seen and done the last few days. "Are you packed
yet?" she asked, looking at the luggage and piles of clothes on the bed.

Carla
laughed. "Just about; I was so excited I packed everything, then I threw
it all out of the cases and started again. I think I've packed the right stuff
now."

"Well
I'm ready to go, my stuff is packed, so why don't I have a quick check of your
stuff. I can tell you if you've packed anything you won't need, or you need
something you haven't packed."

"Great,
thanks, hon."

"Did Jason
tell you we're going down on the company plane? No? Well you're going to love
it." Scarlett was a bundle of nervous energy as she opened Carla's luggage
and went through it quickly.

The new
cell phone buzzed while Scarlett was sorting through the luggage, taking out
some things and putting others in. Grabbing it up Carla opened the text message
from Jason.
"My
driver will be there in 20 minutes to pick you and Scarlett up, my meeting has
pushed up to an earlier time and we need to leave sooner than I thought,
RH."

"Good
thing we're both packed," she told Scarlett, "Jason said to be ready
in twenty minutes." She was glad things were getting moved up; she was so
excited she couldn't seem to stand still. She was sure she would burst a blood
vessel or something if she didn't contain herself.

"I'll
grab my bags; there's a few things you need, but nothing you can't get at the
resort so I wouldn't worry about it," Scarlett said doing her friend's
luggage up again. "Shall we wait out front? It's gorgeous outside and I
really don't want to be cooped up inside."

"Sounds
like a plan." Carla nodded, not sure what things she needed, though she
imagined Scarlett would tell her when they got there, if she didn't figure it
out for herself. Grabbing her purse she picked up the cases and followed her
friend out into the hall.

While Scarlett
crossed to her dorm room to fetch her own luggage Carla locked the door of her
room. Her heart was racing as she and Scarlett finally made it outside to sit
at one of the cement benches on the campus lawn, and she did her best to calm
her excitement, knowing she still had hours to go before they would reach the
resort.

Jason had
sent the limo to pick them up and when it arrived they quickly slid into the
rear while the driver dealt with their luggage. Scarlett immediately poured
them both a glass of wine from the bottle on ice. "Here's to a great
weekend," she toasted with a giggle, clinking her glass against Carla's.

The drive
to the private airfield only took about fifteen minutes, even in New York
traffic, which surprised Carla; she hadn't realized it was so close to the
campus. When they arrived she was amazed by the small jet they were led to. She
had only flown once before, and found the contrast in experiences startling.

Not only
was the plane before her a fraction of the size of the jet she had flown in
from O'Hare airport, but the private airfield Jason had brought them to was
absent all of the x-ray machines, metal detectors, and security she remembered
from her previous flight. No sooner had they arrived at the plane than they
were on board and the luggage was being loaded.

Briefly Carla
wondered where Jason was but she was soon diverted by the sight of the
luxurious interior of the plane. The seats were upholstered in soft beige
leather and she sank onto the couch that ran along the side of the plane as she
looked around her.

"So
is this thing safe?" Carla asked, having finished admiring the interior
she became more aware of the small size of the plane, especially in comparison
to the huge jumbo jet she had flown in previously.

"It's
as safe as you can get, my sweet girl." Jason had entered the cabin at
just the right time, he thought as he saw the slight touch of concern on Carla’s
face. "You don't think I'd allow you to be in danger, do you?"
Crossing the cabin he pulled Carla up and into his arms so he could kiss her.

Daniel had
entered with Jason and he quickly moved over to sit beside Scarlett. "I
know I would never let my Scarlett fly in this if it wasn't safe." He
smiled, showing his perfect white teeth. "Good to see you, babe." It
had been two nights since he'd seen her, and in his opinion that was much too
long.

Giving Jason
a shaky smile, a little relieved by his words, Carla took a seat across from Daniel
and Scarlett when she was released.

Unnoticed
behind them the young captain had boarded. He waited until his employer had
finished greeting his young lady and then informed him that there were no
delays and the weather was perfect for flying. "We should make great time
and be on the ground in three and a half hours."

"Thank
you, Captain; we're ready to take off whenever you are," Jason told him.
He noted the look on Carla's face as the captain made his way forward to the
cockpit, it was clear she thought the man too young to be a pilot. "Don't
worry, sweetheart, he's highly qualified, trust me, he's been my pilot for five
years now." His words didn't seem to reassure Carla all that much; she
continued to look a little nervous.

When the
jet finally took off Carla thought her heart was going to explode. Why she felt
so nervous she couldn’t have said, it didn't make sense to her, but she finally
began to relax when the plane leveled out. The smoothness of the flight enabled
her to put her worries aside and settling back she looked out of the window
next to her.

They were
above the clouds, which looked like puffs of cotton candy, and that helped her
to relax even more. The one other flight she had been, on the plane had flown
through a storm, which she knew was the cause of her slight fear of flying. She
was glad that wasn't going to happen that time.

By the
time they touched down in Mexico Carla had decided she didn't mind flying. She
was sure that decision was at least in part the result of the comfort of the
small jet, though the wine she and Scarlett had enjoyed while Jason and Daniel
discussed their upcoming meeting had certainly helped.

The moment
the jet came to a stop Carla was on her feet so she could hug Jason. She
realized what she'd done after a few seconds and tried to pull back, he
continued hold her in his strong arms though. "Sorry, Sir," she
whispered into his strong chest.

"I'm
glad you enjoyed yourself, Carla." He held her for a few seconds before
letting her go. "Daniel, our car should be waiting, I'd like to get the
girls settled in before we have to tackle this meeting." He kissed Carla
briefly then took her hand and led her off the plane.

Carla
couldn't take her eyes off the bright, colorful scenery surrounding them during
the short drive to the docks. She had never seen anything so vibrant before.
The water, when they reached it, was the most beautiful shade of blue,
reminding her of Jason's eyes, while the sands, which stretched as far as she
could see, were so white the sunlight reflected off, almost blinding her.

"I
can't wait to go swimming," Carla said, grinning at Scarlett. The two men
were busy discussing their itinerary and were oblivious to their surroundings.

"I
know you're going to love it." Her friend's excitement was contagious and
they were giggling like schoolgirls as they finally boarded the boat that was
waiting for them. "We're crossing over to one of the other islands; you're
going to be amazed by the resort, they even have their own boutiques there. I
just hope we have time for some shopping," Scarlett whispered loudly,
deliberately allowing Daniel to overhear her.

"Of
course you can go shopping, babe," Daniel grinned at her, "meetings
will take up most of the day so I want you to entertain yourself."

"You
are so good to me, Sir." She leaned over and kissed his cheek.

"Just
take care of my sweet girl, Scarlett," Jason told her, winking at Carla.
"I would hate to have some island boy sweep her off her feet while I'm
working." He chuckled at Carla's blush.

Carla had
never seen Jason in such a playful mood and loved the changed in him. "I
doubt there could ever be another man as perfect as you, Sir."

Her words
pleased him and he grinned. "I should hope not, sweetheart, I would hate
to have to tan that gorgeous ass for looking at another." At her
crestfallen look he chuckled again. "Baby, I was only joking."

She
blushed and smiled uncertainly, not used to him teasing, especially in front of
her friend and his partner. "I would never push you to see if that were
true, Sir."