After The Dark (Billionaire In Love 3) (5 page)

As pleasurable as her fantasies had been, they were nothing in comparison to the reality of being with him. Being so close to him, being able to touch his hot flesh and to feel his lips against hers, to taste his saliva on her tongue and to smell his masculine scent drove her crazy. Her arms came around his back and played with the back of his head, then ran down his strong neck and his back, pulling at his shirt, trying to get to the flesh underneath.

Jack's hands ran all the way down her body, along her stomach and down between her thighs.

“You're so hot, so wet,” he gasped in between kisses, and knowing he loved the way she felt turned her on to an even greater extent. She arched her head back as the pleasure became to much to bear and gave him her neck again, which he took gladly. Then, he placed his hands on the outside of her thighs and dug his fingers in, making her gasp sharply. He pulled her legs up and they crossed around his hips. She used them to cling on to him, for then her pulled her off against the wall and carried her to the bedroom. He crashed against the wall again and the breath was driven from her lungs, and she had no time to recover before he was kissing her and ravishing her again. His hands were around her ass, making sure she didn't fall, and he was still as hard as a rock.

“I need your cock,” she begged, “give it to me now.” They made their way into the bedroom and the two of them fell on a four poster bed. They looked at each other with lust in their eyes as they undressed, tearing off their clothes, never averting their gaze from each other.

When they were down to their underwear they moved closer together so that they could feel each other’s naked skin against their own. A huge bugle protruded out of his black boxers, and Scarlett's hands instantly ran down to massage and squeeze it, while Jack's eyes gazed at the beautiful sight before him. Her black laced panties were falling along the curves of her hips and her bra was only barely keeping her breasts contained. He reached around with his hands and unclasped it from behind, then slid his tongue along her shoulders and took the straps in between his teeth, dragging them down her shoulder. She felt his hot saliva drip over her supple skin and she tightened her grip, moving her hand around the thick outline of his bulging erection, feeling it throb underneath her touch.

Jack pulled her bra away and moved his mouth over her chest. His hands came around as well and pushed her breasts together, squeezing them tightly. Scarlett watched as he kissed them and made them wet with his saliva. He poked out his tongue and swirled it around her nipples until they glistened, and then he took each of them in his mouth, sucking them and nibbling on them gently. The shivering pain made her shudder and her neck arched back. Her hands tensed and she slipped it beyond the edge of his boxers, feeling the scratchy, dark pubic hair that was sitting at the base of his shaft. She groaned as she felt the boxers peel away, and then her fingers touched his flesh and she inhaled deeply.

Their moans were strained. Jack once again took control. He continued to kiss her breasts as he moved his body around and lay flat on the bed.

“Turn around,” he ordered, and she did as he asked. She placed her hands over his body as she twisted, and then felt his arms grip her hips as he pulled her back over him, until they were in position to pleasure each other with their mouths. Scarlett brushed her hair back over her shoulder so it wouldn't get in the way, and then took his erection in her hands, making it stand up tall and straight, and then coated it in her saliva as her tongue ran around it. Meanwhile, Jack pulled her hips down and buried himself inside her, using his tongue to taste deep inside, gorging himself on her. His tongue danced wildly while Scarlett moved her mouth up and down slowly, feeling his body tense as she stimulated the tip of his cock, blowing gently on it and making it quiver.

Their bodies were entwined together as the heat rose between them. Scarlett could taste the erotic energy that sizzled on his erection. She stroked the tight skin and kissed it, keeping it hard, moving her hands around to pleasure his soft balls as well, fondling them as she sucked him deeply, stretching her wet lips to  their limit.  But it was hard to concentrate because of the pleasure that was coursing through her body courtesy of his magic tongue. It rippled through her, and she winced and convulsed when it became to intense to handle. Although she couldn't meet his eyes their two souls were connected, and they could rely on their other senses.

“No blindfold or belt today?” she asked breathlessly.

“Maybe later, right now I just want to fuck you,” he said, and slapped her ass hard. He pushed her body up and she took the hint to readjust herself. Her hair was falling all around her shoulders so she pushed it back again, and smiled when she saw his naked body moved across the bed. He pushed her around and then lowered her onto his erection, facing away from him. He watched as she writhed on top of him, leaning forward and gripped the corner post tightly as Jack started thrusting hard.

The post was made of hard wood and she clutched it tightly as Jack moved his hips forcefully, ramming into her deeply. Sweat poured down her chest as she closed her eyes and let the perfect harmony of their bodies take her away to an ecstatic plain. Her grip tightened more and more as the pleasure grew more intense, and when Jack spanked her hard she flinched, and was glad that the post was there to steady her. Jack held onto her hips tightly, keeping her position as he got deep inside her, and then moved his hand up her spine, grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking back hard. Her body arched back and he started to moan loudly as he watched himself pound her. Scarlett twisted her neck back and cracked her eyes open so that she could look at him, and smiled as she watched his face contort in utter delight.

Her body screamed with lust and her soul cracked inside her as the sensations became too much to bear. The room was on fire and so was her soul, everything was a blazing,  intense inferno and their bodies were not immune, consumed by the crackling flames of passion. Scarlett felt her body convulse as Jack pumped harder and harder until every muscle in his body tensed and he released him in a fast burst of passion, his hands pulled her close to him and they fell on the bed, panting loudly and kissing each other. Jack pulled her close to his chest and kissed the top of her head to comfort her after the rough passion.

“So is this what it's going to be like for the rest of our lives?” she asked.

“I did say we have a lot of catching up to do,” he said, wearing a smile.

“Have you ever worn tribal paints?” she asked as they lay together, staring up at the ceiling. Jack tilted his head down and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

“Not to my knowledge,” he asked. “Why?”

“Oh, nothing, I was just wondering,” Scarlett said, and smiled to herself as she closed her eyes and let her aching body slip into slumber, eased into sleep by the steady rhythms of his heart, which she could hear as she lay against his broad, sweaty chest.

Epilogue

The sun blazed over the landscape. The new country was full of promise and excitement. Scarlett and Jack walked hand in hand through the streets as they acclimatized to their new surroundings. There was a different smell in the air than at home, and they were looking forward to all the new places to explore. Scarlett looked up at Jack and smiled.

“I'm glad we're finally doing this,” she said. Jack leaned down and kissed her softly.

“Me too. It's been too long since I've been to a country on vacation.”

“It's been too long since I've had a vacation,” she countered.

“With your new schedule, you'll be able to take a lot more.”

“I know. I didn't expect a promotion this quickly.”

“And everyone had to accept that it's all you.”

“Hell yeah. I think Sam was put out though. He didn't expect them to restructure. Turns out they thought my ideas were more modern. He's on borrowed time I think.”

“Couldn't have happened to a nicer man.”

“So what do you want to check out first? I've got a list of all the main things we should see,” Scarlett said, pulling out a long piece of paper with all the attractions scrawled on it.

“I think the first stop has to be the hotel room,” Jack said, making Scarlett scream in surprise as he lifted her off her feet and ran towards the hotel, reveling in the joy of their trip. Scarlett clung on tightly and looked at him with complete and utter adoration. She kissed him on the cheek, and as they went to their hotel room she spared a thought for her sister and his wife, the ones they had left behind. Hopefully they would both take solace in the knowledge that Scarlett and Jack had found happiness in each other. They had come to the place that Lisa had always wanted to visit, for Scarlett had finally learned how to live again, and Jack had learned how to love.

THE END

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Ava May knew she wanted to be a romance writer ever since she read "The Notebook" by Nicholas Sparks - when she was eight years old. While her friends were reading The Baby-Sitters Club, she would be tucked away in a library corner reading Harlequins. You could say she was rebellious in her own way.
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