Rules of Entanglement (10 page)

“Like what?” She swallowed thickly. His proximity was too close for comfort if she had any hope of sticking to her own damn rule.

“Like how I plan on attacking that sweet mouth of yours as soon as I’m allowed.” He moved until his lips lined up with hers, so close she swore she could feel them on hers, and yet there was still space between them. “And how my hands are itching to touch your smooth skin, knead your breasts, cup that sweet ass of yours as I haul you against me.”

Why were her breaths so damn loud? She sounded on the verge of having an asthma attack. And her heart pounded so hard she mistook it for the distant beat of the music. Her skin tingled with sensations in the areas as he mentioned them, like his words gave life to action. Before she realized what happened, she found herself leaning back on her hands as Jackson angled himself over her, still standing in the pool, still not touching her. But now his face hovered over her chest.

“I can’t wait to suck on these.” His hot breath seeped through the cotton weave of her top. She felt her nipples tighten, almost painfully, as they strained toward him, begging to be taken. “I’ve tried to imagine what your nipples look like. I bet with your fair skin they’re a pretty shade of light pink.”

The deep vibrations from his voice skimmed over her body. “And I bet they’ll turn cherry red after I suck them deep into my mouth and flick them with my tongue, maybe give them a nibble.”

From somewhere in the back of her throat, a moan escaped at the thought of his white teeth clamping on the hard nubs.

“Ah,” he said, looking up at her from chest level, “again I get a reaction with biting. I think you and I are going to be quite compatible in bed, baby.”

As he moved farther down her body, her eyes stayed riveted to his. A nuclear blast could go off next door and she wouldn’t even blink. Jackson stared at her thighs pointedly, then flicked his gaze back to her.

“Wider.”

“What?”

“Your legs. Wider.”

She hesitated, unsure if she could handle more of the same where he seemed intent to go. He held his ground, waiting her out. Almost as though he knew it was only a matter of time. Well, she could hold her own against a guy like him. She didn’t bend to anyone’s will just because he commanded her. She only agreed to give up control during their fling, and even then, only during sex.

His eyebrow raised, the scar slashing up at a sharper angle. “Afraid you’ll be tempted to break your own rules, MacGregor?”

Damn it. The man threw down challenges like there was no tomorrow. But that didn’t mean she had to keep rising to the bait…did it? She was about to answer herself with an emphatic “no” when a smirk crept over his face. There was no way she was letting him think he affected her as much as he did. Arching her own brow, she slowly pulled her legs apart as far as they’d go.

He didn’t even spare a second to gloat over what he surely considered a win. It was as if his cocky attitude had only been a facade needed to get what he wanted, and as soon as he had it, the mask slipped away to reveal the intense man underneath still intent on making her squirm with his verbal seduction.

Sinking into the water up to his shoulders, his face now loomed at ground level, squarely in front of her sex. She bit her lip and prayed he’d stop torturing her soon.

“Christ, Vanessa…” Her name sounded strangled, like his throat had gone tight. She watched his face for signs of his thoughts. His eyes focused on the apex of her thighs, his nostrils flared briefly, and the muscles in his jaw jumped every few seconds. He looked as if he was trying to maintain control. “You’re so wet it’s soaking through your shorts.”

“It’s been a long time for me.” Her voice sounded breathy and unstable. Almost unrecognizable from her usual tone of conviction. “A kangaroo could make me horny at this point. It has nothing to do with you.”

“Uh-huh,” he said sarcastically. He leaned in until the vibrations from his deep voice almost sent her over the edge. “Say the word, baby, and I’ll take care of that for you.”

“N-no.”

“Come on. It’s not breaking a rule, it’s just bending it a little.”

“It won’t kill us to show some restraint. We can handle this. We’re adults.” She sounded about as convinced of her words as she would claiming she believed in Santa Claus.

“Hell, yes, we’re adults. That’s my point,” he said sharply, standing up again. He cursed under his breath and slapped the pavement next to her, making her flinch. “We should be able to do what we want, when we want. We’re not kids with curfews and bedtimes.”

His clear disdain pulled her the rest of the way from her lust-induced stupor. She scooted back and pushed to her feet. “Look, whether you think this is stupid or not isn’t the point. The point is that it’s important to
me
. So if I come with too much baggage for you, that’s fine. I have no issues with making use of my vibrator. It satisfies my needs just fine.”

In one fluid motion, he used his hands on the side of the pool to launch himself out of the water. He towered over her, dripping water and oozing anger and sex. “The day a vibrator satisfies my lover more than me is the day I make myself a eunuch.”

He crossed to where his towel sat in a heap in one of the Adirondack chairs and ran it over his body in short, hurried strokes before pausing at the doors to the bedroom. “Enjoy your last few hours of being in control, V. Because after that…you’re mine.”

…

Jackson took the longest, coldest shower of his life and even jerked off under the icy water, and he was
still
hard just thinking of sinking into the woman who lay in that monster-sized bed all alone, mere feet from him. He was going insane with waiting. The fact she slept peacefully right now told him she expected things to start when they woke up.

She expected wrong.

Looking over at the clock on the wall, he smiled to himself. In five minutes it’d be midnight. Officially Tuesday, and he wasn’t about to waste any time before starting their three-day excursion into the wild and kinky.

As the minutes ticked down, he went over his plan in his mind, thought of what he wanted to do first, what he wanted to do after that. It was almost too hard to decide. He wanted to do everything with her all at once. The first time wasn’t going to be a lingering and slow experience. They were both too wound up for that.

He climbed onto the bed next to her. Only the sheet draped her body, since, even with the AC, it was still on the warm side of comfortable. Carefully, he pulled the sheet down her body until she was exposed to him.

He scooted behind her, gently adjusting her body to conform to his. She moved in her sleep, resting her head on the inside of his arm and tucking her back more firmly into his chest. His free hand swept up her bare thigh to the top of her hip. The cutoffs weren’t much of a barrier and they moved aside as he cupped a smooth, round cheek and gave it a light squeeze. She made a small sound and arched her lower back, pressing her ass against his cock that was trying desperately to bust through his boxer briefs.

Burying his nose into her neck, he inhaled her scent deeply into his lungs as he snaked his hand to the front of her body and up her tank top to find a ripe breast that fit perfectly in the cage of his fingers. She responded instantly, her shoulders pressing back as she tried to press into his touch.

“That’s it, baby,” he said as he rolled the hard nub between his thumb and forefinger. “Come alive for me. Let me make you feel good.”

Jackson couldn’t believe how much he wanted to sink himself between her thighs. He’d been horny thousands of times in his life, but that word seemed so lacking compared to how he felt around her. It was more like a deep, gnawing hunger he needed to feed. And according to her rules, the clock on the wall said it was dinnertime, so he’d be damned if he was waiting any longer.

Abandoning her breast, he tucked his fingers between her legs, staying over her shorts for now, and rubbed them back and forth a few times. She moaned and her hips began to rock with him, riding his fingers in small movements.

Suddenly she gasped and her body went rigid. He quickly banded his arm around her waist and held tight as he spoke softly next to her ear. “Shhhh, V, it’s okay. It’s just me.” He felt her relax once again, but she wasn’t yet back to her state of sexual abandon like when she’d been asleep.

“Do you always accost women in their sleep, Maris?”

He chuckled. Her question lacked the bite she was probably going for. Instead, it came out breathless and a little relieved.

“Only the ones who make me agree as to when and how long I get them for. It’s past midnight, which means it’s Tuesday. Which also means you’re mine for the next three days, and I intend to collect as much and as often as possible.”

“Yeah, well—
Oh, God
!”

Jackson hadn’t waited to hear her rebuttal. He’d moved his fingers back to where they’d been before she’d awakened. Slipping his fingers under her shorts, he continued rubbing her through the silk of her panties. “You’re wet already. Your body responds to me, V. It knows what it wants.”

She moaned and arched into his touch. “Feels like I can say the same to you. So stop teasing me and give us what we both want.”

Even half asleep, the woman couldn’t help giving orders. He was tempted to remind her of her promise but thought better of it. He didn’t want to argue about who promised what now. He’d do that later, after they got this first one out of the way. Or maybe the first few. The way he felt, he could spend himself over and over in her and still be ready for more.

Jax yanked her tank up and over her head, then grabbed her shorts and panties and tugged them down until they became lost in the sea of linens at their feet. Immediately following was his godforsaken underwear threatening to give him another circumcision if he didn’t get them off. Breathing a sigh of relief, he resumed his position at her back and nestled his erection in the soft groove of her ass.

The skin-to-skin contact he’d been anticipating for hours—hell, probably days—was almost enough to set him off right then and there. He held still, not trusting himself to move without losing what little control he had over his body. But then she rubbed herself against his cock, and he lost the thread.

Snatching one of the condoms he’d placed on the nightstand, he quickly sheathed himself so he wouldn’t forget later in the heat of the moment. Responsibility taken care of, Jax grabbed her and rolled partly on his back with her half draped on top of him. He reached down and pulled her leg over his, spreading her open. His arm underneath her wrapped around to play with a breast while his other hand returned to the sweet spot between her legs.

He growled his approval when he touched perfectly smooth skin. “I knew you’d be a Brazilian-style girl.” Turning his head an inch, he lightly bit the shell of her ear as his fingers stroked between her slick folds. “Goddamn, you’re so wet, baby.” Whenever he neared her opening, she lifted her hips, trying to force his entry, but he refused her that pleasure for the moment.

“Tomorrow, my lips, my tongue, and my teeth are going to spend an eternity worshipping this beautiful pussy. But tonight…” Jax finally eased a finger deep inside, then dragged it out slowly before repeating the process. Her cry of ecstasy reverberated in his ears like a starting bell, and he had to hold himself back from taking her too fast. “Tonight I’m going to give you what you need.”
What we
both
need.

He added a second finger, slowly working her open enough to take him. The last thing he wanted was to cause her any sort of discomfort. All his blood may have drained from his brain to his dick, but he wasn’t so far gone that his main concern was his pleasure over hers. She felt so damn tight he wondered how he’d ever fit. But he would. He’d make sure of it. Because at this point, the idea of not burying himself in her was unthinkable.

“What is it I need?” Her breathy question belied the restraint she tried to exude.

“Sex,” he growled. He increased the pace and used the heel of his hand to put pressure on her clit. “Rough, primal, fuck-me-baby sex.”

“Yes! Oh, God, Jackson, I need that. Now, do it now.” The words tumbled from her lips, her dam of reserve well and truly broken by the force of his plain speech.

“Easy,” he whispered. “I have to make sure you’re ready for me. Then I promise, nothing will prevent me from burying my cock so deeply, you’ll feel me there for days.”

She begged with a whimper and a thrust of her hips. He answered, “Almost,” and inserted a third finger into her soaked pussy. A fine sheen of sweat coated their bodies, the damp curls framing her face plastered themselves to her cheeks and his. Everything in him screamed to take her, to mark her, to make her his. And he couldn’t hold back any longer.

Removing his fingers, Jax palmed the back of her knee and hoisted her farther up his body until the head of his cock slid into place.

Her hands braceleted his wrists, her nails digging into his skin as though bracing herself. “Now?” she asked.

“Now.”

In one smooth motion, he buried himself balls deep in her hot channel. When he hit the very back wall, a jolt of concentrated pleasure shot through his body unlike anything he’d ever felt. Vanessa cried out, her back bowing so hard only her shoulders and ass still rested on him. He bent his top leg to hold hers up and keep her open so he could use both arms to hold her, both hands to touch her.

Slowly he withdrew, her swollen sex trying to suck him back in. When less than an inch remained, he held her tightly and plunged back in, her name a beautiful prayer on his lips.

“Faster,” she bit out. “Jackson, go faster. You’re killing me.”

“Believe me, it’s killing me, too.”

She turned her head and fused her sugar lips to his. He bypassed the foreplay kisses and went straight to fucking her mouth with his tongue as he continued the slow, controlled strokes with his hips.

Time stood still as he reveled in her taste, her smell, her absolute abandon. After what could have been hours later, rather than minutes, they broke apart to catch their breath. Again she told him to go faster, harder.