Authors: Marie Coulson
Bound Together (39 page)
A Long Hot
Talk
patiently outside the coffee shop the moment I finished. His sleek,
sexy Jag was parked curbside and he was leaning against it as I
stepped out the door. I took a moment to drink in the stunning man
in front of me. His dark denim jeans gripped and hugged his waist
and a tight white tee was pulled taut around his chest and thick
arms. His hair had its usual ‘just fucked’ look and he wore dark
sunglasses that hid his scorching, sexy eyes from view. Rushing
over to him I practically launched myself into his arms. Gripping
me tightly, he lifted me off the ground and twirled me around
before pressing my back against the car and kissing me deeply. “God
I missed you baby.”
I chuckled at him as he
pressed another kiss to my lips. “It’s only been five hours since
you saw me Jared.”
“
Feels like a
lifetime.”
The drive back to his
place took minutes but it felt like forever as his hand gripped and
stroked my leg. “Did you manage to get all your business sorted out
in New York?” He gave me a confused look before understanding what
I’d said. “Oh, yeah, I hope so. It’s complicated. Let’s not ruin
things with talk of work ok?” I nodded weakly and the familiar
uneasy feeling that he was hiding something was pricking and
tingling up my spine. His hand roamed freely up and down my thigh
and the sexual tension was tangible; it cracked and sizzled in the
air between us.
Stepping inside the grand
entrance of his house, I pulled my jacket off and placed it in
Jared’s extended hand. “So, what do you want to do first? The bed?
The table? The kitchen counter? I’m open to suggestions.” Grinning,
I rolled my eyes at him. “Actually I’d love a nice hot bath right
now, get the smell of coffee off of me.”
Taking my hand, he raised
it to his lips and pressed a kiss onto my knuckles. “Your wish is
my command my lady. Why don’t you go and relax and I’ll run you a
bath.” Giving me a quick smile he sprinted upstairs two at a time
and I made my way to the kitchen.
Pouring myself a tall
glass of orange juice I decided to give myself a tour of the house.
Since I’d been there I’d never really explored it at all. I
mentally hugged myself as I passed the long glass dining table and
a smile crept across my lips. The large lounge was painted magnolia
and had been kept with a minimalistic décor. Two large cream
colored couches sat in the center of the room around a stunning
silver and green glass mosaic coffee table. Each couch could easily
sit at least four people and the enormous plush cushions were as
soft as feathers. Placing my glass on the table I flopped onto the
couch and giggled as I bounced slightly as I landed. A large frame
was hanging on the wall opposite me and it instantly caught my
curiosity. Getting to my feet I went over and inspected it closer.
The entire space was filled with a collage of photographs. Some
were slightly faded and were clearly a few years old, where others
were bright and colorful. I stared at the picture in the very
center. A small lightly brown haired boy was eating a popsicle as a
beautiful golden blonde haired woman wrapped him in a tight hug.
Her eyes were a perfect blue and I recognized them immediately.
They were the same eyes I gazed into my first night there; the eyes
I had fallen in love with. This was Jared’s mother.
I stared at her in total
awe. She was truly stunning and one of life’s natural beauties. I
jumped as a pair of warm, strong arms snaked around my waist.
Resting his chin on my shoulder he sighed. “I see you’ve met my
mother.” Smiling I leaned my head to the side against his. “She’s
beautiful. You look just like her. You have her eyes. How old were
you when this was taken?”
“
About six years old. We
used to take vacations every summer to Hawaii and visit my grandma.
My father was born there and we’d pack up and go for weeks on end.”
Jared obviously got his caramel skin from his father and as I
scanned the frame, I spotted a photo of tall dark haired man in a
speedo. It looked old and worn and someone had written the year at
the very bottom. 1979. Seeing where I was currently looking, Jared
pointed at the photo. “That’s my father. He must have been about
nineteen in that one. It was the year he met my mom. She was only
sixteen but she fell head over heels. They met while she was on
vacation there and hit it off right away. They got married only a
year later.” He sighed deeply and I could see the pain in his eyes.
Turning around, I brushed his cheek with my thumb and kissed him
gently. “You’re a credit to them Jared. They’d be so proud of you
and everything you’ve done. You have your mothers striking looks,
your father’s skin tone and business mind as well as my heart. They
loved you Jared and I will forever be in their debt for giving me
the most wonderful man in the world.”
A ghost of a smile traced
his lips and he shrugged. “I know. Let’s not dwell on my past
though ok. Right now there’s a hot relaxing bath with your name on
it.” Scooping me into his arms he carried me upstairs to his master
bedroom. Turning into the bathroom, the warming fragrance of
jasmine and lavender surrounded us. Candles were scattered across
every surface, lighting the room in a dim and relaxing glow.
Placing me on my feet, his hands glided over my t-shirt. Raising an
eyebrow at the slogan across the front he grinned wickedly. “I have
to say I agree. I can’t speak for all blondes but you Layla
Jennings certainly do everything better than anyone I’ve ever
known.” Tugging at the hem, he lifted it over my head and tossed it
aside. I hadn’t had time to hunt for a bra that morning so my only
option was to go bare-chested; something Jared discovered with
gleeful delight. “Have you been like this all day? This morning at
the shop you were pressed against me with absolutely no bra? I’m
shocked Layla. How could I have missed such a golden opportunity to
cop a feel of these gorgeous firm handfuls? I should hang my head
in shame.” I gasped as his smooth hands glided up my stomach and
cupped my breasts. Massaging them gently, he playfully rubbed my
nipples with his thumbs, making them pucker and stiffen beneath his
skillful hands.
Seizing his wrists, I
clasped them tightly and shook my head. Smiling, I backed away from
him and leaned against the tub.
“
If you
continue the route you are currently on, you’re going to make us
both very hot and my bath will become very cold. If you could keep
your hands to yourself for a moment, I think I can slip out of my
own clothes thank you.” His eyes grew darker and he watched me like
a predator stalking its prey as I sashayed across the room and
began pulling down the zipper on my jeans. Standing just a few feet
away from him, I hooked my thumbs inside the waistband and slowly
pushed them down over my thighs, letting them fall into a heap
around my ankles. Gracefully and skillfully, I stepped out of the
crumpled denim and returned to the enormous tub. Leaning forward, I
inhaled deeply and as the scent of the aromatic oils filled my
senses I moaned with pleasure. Glancing over at Jared, I could see
his erection tightly pressing against his jeans which were barely
containing the impressive bulge beneath. I bit my bottom lip as I
thought about his deliciously long hard cock. Reading my mind, he
let out a low growl. “You keep going on
that
route of thinking baby and
we’ll have a hell of a lot of fun in or out of the water. Now get
those panties off before I tear them off with my bare
hands.”
Backing away slightly I
fixed my gaze on him as I gently, provocatively and slowly ran my
hands over the curves of my hip to the elastic waist of my cotton
panties. Pressing my fingers to my skin, I pushed them down
achingly slowly and watched as Jared’s eyes lit up with delight.
His tongue grazed suggestively over his bottom lip and a hiss
escaped his mouth as the delicate panties fell to the floor. He bit
down hard on his lip and I could see the carnal desire building
inside him as he hurriedly ripped off his t-shirt and unzipped his
jeans. I gawked at his gorgeous body as his hands worked
frantically to remove his clothes. His hard, perfectly chiseled abs
glistened and glowed in the flickering candlelight. I whimpered
weakly as my eyes travelled down to the deep V of his waist. I
really did love that particular definition of his torso. His broad
muscular arms flexed and pulled as he slid his jeans to the floor
and pulled them away from him, tossing them aside. His shorts were
hardly containing his enormous, throbbing erection and I fought the
desperate impulse to march right over and unleash it from its
restraints.
In one swift movement he
was beside me, scooping me into his arms and gently placing me into
the wonderfully hot bath he’d prepared. He grabbed two large towels
from the shelf beside the door before placing them next to the tub
and slid out of his shorts. Leaning back, I moaned as the waters
washed over my skin and warmed my aching body. Closing my eyes, I
felt him sink in behind me, pulling me close and my back pressed
against his chest. The smell of the bath oils mixed with Jared’s
sweet natural scent was intoxicating and I felt myself becoming
lost in sensation. Taking the soap from beside him, he lathered up
his hands and began to slowly work my tense muscles, massaging and
washing my body simultaneously. I could feel his erection pressing
into my back and my own body reacted immediately as his hands
roamed freely over every inch me. His hands slithered across my
wet, soap slicked skin; over my breasts to my stomach and finally
settling between my thighs. Parting my legs, his fingers slid over
the opening of my sex teasingly before slipping inside me. Softly,
he stroked and caressed my clit with his thumb as my head rolled
back onto his chest exposing my neck.
His lips tenderly grazed
my skin as he trailed light kisses from my nape to my jaw. Snaking
my hand behind me, I caught his long hard cock and ran my hand up
and down, holding it firmly in my palm. He nipped harshly on my
earlobe and I gasped at the pain followed by pleasure as he sucked,
licked and kissed the hurt away. I pressed my feet against the edge
of the tub and lifted my hips so that my pelvis was hovering above
his. I needed him inside me, filling me and satisfying my carnal
pleasures of the flesh, his flesh. Taking his hand from between my
thighs, I held it firmly against the rim of the tub as I slowly
lowered myself onto his throbbing stiff cock. I gulped a breath as
he slid inside me. He wrapped one arm around my waist, holding me
firmly to him as the other held the side of the tub in a deathlike
grip. Pushing my feet against the tub I moved up and down on him,
finding a rhythm as the water sloshed and spilled around us onto
the floor. “Oh baby, I have missed you so much.” He thrust upwards
plunging deeper inside me. I gasped and panted as my breathing
quickened and my heart thumped like a bass drum.
Rising and falling, I
slid blissfully up and down on the entire rigid length of him. He
shifted beneath me, angling himself perfectly inside as the tip of
his cock stroked my g-spot. The heavenly sensations sent waves of
rippling satisfaction through my body igniting a fire in my
stomach. His hot breath breezed over my neck intensifying the wild
lust and passionate desire that was scorching through my veins. His
hand slithered from my waist to my sex unhurriedly and with
infuriating ease he gradually slid a finger through my slit and
onto my achingly sensitive clit. I cried out as his light and
gentle fingers brushed and rubbed against me. My legs stiffened and
I found it hard to move as my whole body writhed and wriggled on
top of him.
Releasing his grip on the
tub, he held my hips tightly and hoisted me off his lap. He turned
me around to face him and my thighs pressed against his as I
straddled him. Panting and sweating, he surged upwards into me once
more, making me moan noisily and shamelessly. “Oh yes Jared, oh
god.” My knees pressed into the bottom of the tub on either side of
his hips as I rode him fiercely, the need for my orgasm becoming
all consuming. He kissed me hard and with a carnal hunger groaning
deep in his throat, he murmured into my mouth as I continued my
frenetic riding; lifting up and then slamming back down onto him. “
I’m close. Come with me baby. I need to hear you. Fall apart with
me Layla.”
Sliding my hands around
his back I dug my nails into his hot, wet flesh, gripping him
tightly as my orgasm built faster and harder. I leaned forward and
sunk my teeth into his shoulder, making him hiss and moan. “Fuck
Layla, You’re an animal. Don’t stop baby.”
Moaning and gasping with
pleasure, I slammed into him two more times as my intensely
gratifying and insanely pleasurable orgasm rolled through my body
like the water in the tub, spilling and flowing a river inside me.
I could feel my insides tighten and pulsate around him as I reveled
in the euphoria of my orgasmic bliss. Arching my back, I stilled;
my legs stiff and motionless, I cried out his name over and over
again. Burying his face in my neck he growled as his own release
flooded inside me.
Gasping for air, we
clasped each other’s bodies close and tightly. My heart was beating
fast and I could feel his own thundering beneath me as I pressed
against his chest. Lifting my head slowly, I opened my eyes and
stared longingly into his. His eyes were speaking words that his
mouth couldn’t say but I knew exactly what they meant and I felt
the same. But within seconds his expression changed from pure
post-coital bliss to worried and anxious. Lifting me off him he
almost propelled me across the large tub to the other side. I sat
mortified as he frantically ran his fingers through his hair.
“Layla, Fuck! Condom?!”
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