Twisted Pursuits (6 page)

She wanted more, needed more and she was afraid that if he did not take her soon, she would go senseless with suppressed longing. When he turned her in his arms, the heat in his eyes beckoned to the hunger inside her and as he captured her lips, desire exploded inside her belly and she responded with wild abandon; her tongue dueling with his.

He swept her into his arms and made his way to the stairs; which he mounted two at a time. She was so lost in the scent and feel of him that she did not think to wonder where he was going and when he took her mouth as they emerged from the stairs, she was submerged in a world where only sensual heat was permitted.

She wasn’t aware that they’d entered a room until he kicked the door closed and placed her on a huge four poster bed in a dimly lit room. He paused above her, a question in his smoldering hazel eyes. She kissed him, she did not know where the courage came from but she devoured his mouth with all the love and acceptance that was in her heart and the need he ignited in her body. She loved him with all of her being and tonight would be hers to cherish for all times no matter what happened tomorrow.

He kissed her hair, her eyelids, her nose, and her cheekbones, down to her neck to the V of her dress. He nipped at the swell of her breast above the flimsy material of her dress and she moaned in delight, while his hands stroked and soothed her untried body. She mewled in protest as he pulled away from her only to relax as he began to peel the dress from her body with infinite care. She blushed as his eyes lingered on her curves clad in matching black bra and panties.

He worshiped her body with his eyes while his fingers stroked the soft skin of her abdomen, her heart melted and her self-consciousness evaporated.

Her eyes filled with tears as he tenderly caressed her legs, with his hands, all the way to her throat; his lips following in their wake. The feelings he ignited in her body were so wonderful that she thought she would surely die of yearning.

She was panting with need when he finally eased the flimsy undergarments from her body. He did not give her time to brood as he immediately begun to fondle her breasts, she closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure. He kissed her deeply before dragging his lips over her chest and captured her left nipple in the warm cocoon of his mouth and suckled her; the pleasure was so intense that she shrieked as heat shot to her inner thighs causing her limbs to weaken. He moaned in delighted bliss as his mouth found her other nipple and caressed it with his tongue causing her toes to curl and her nails to prod into his shoulders.

He trailed kisses along her abdomen pausing to taste her navel with his tongue, he dipped further and her breath hitched in her throat. She couldn’t think above the blood roaring in her ears and when his lips touched her there; her mouth fell open in shock as waves of pleasure engulfed her. His lips and tongue were doing such wondrous things to her that she trembled with reaction. She moaned and groaned and writhed as he nipped at the sensitive flesh between her thighs; heightening the waves of pleasure within her.

He flicked his tongue along her clitoris and her breath stopped; surely she was going to die from pleasure; yet she knew death could never be nearly as sweet. Never in her wildest dreams had she ever envisioned any of the things Jordan was allowing her to experience. She was being propelled towards something although she couldn’t imagine what; each second the pleasure increased, until it exploded inside her causing her to spasm with its turbulence; when she finally regained her breath; she fell against the pillows in fulfilled exhaustion.

She was sure she would be boneless forever afterwards, however Jordan had other ideas as he began to rekindle the embers of passion within her; his lips forged a path to her mouth, pausing to take each nipple into his mouth. He tasted distinctively of her as he delved between her lips; his hands brushed her hips and settled at the apex of her thighs.

He caressed her feminine folds, focusing on the nub of her passion and she began to thrash against the pillows, her breathing shallow. He slid his finger leisurely inside her and she bucked against him, marveling at the ease with which he was driving her towards another completion; she begged him to stop and pleaded for him to continue as she feared another orgasm would certainly send her into a ceaseless comatose state but she simply had to reach it. He gave her a fierce kiss before returning to her breast while his fingers withdrew and re-entered her. She gasped softly, the feelings that were assailing her was so overwhelming; it and the man who was instigating it became her sole focus as a million sensations overtook her body and the passion
began to build inside her. She screamed as it hit her but Jordan swallowed it with his lips and held her as the eruption of her orgasm threatened to rip her apart; this time it seemed it would never end as her body convulsed in continuous waves of aftershocks.

He almost ripped the clothes from his body in his urgency to be inside her as he watched her flushed body quiver with the reverberations of her climax; her beautiful face awestruck. Perhaps her past lovers had not taken the time to introduce her to the bliss of sexual satisfaction. He wiped the thought from his mind; he didn't want to think of her with anyone else but him. Hell, he did not want to think entirely, all he wanted was to sheath
himself in her welcoming heat.

He took her full breast into his palms, encircling the nipples with his thumbs as he seized her lips for a deep kiss. She was so adorable and passionate and giving; she responded to him with such sweet abandon and yet there was an air of innocence about her that he could not decipher. She made him feel like a boy on his first time; all he wanted to do was drive into her until the fire in his blood cooled and nothing remained but her. Patience, he told himself, she was a skittish one and he did not want to scare her.

He leisurely stroked her feminine curves, sliding his finger in the warm flesh between her thighs and she was wet and ready for him. He positioned himself between her thighs and slowly entered her, she was tight and his body trembled with restraint as he stilled; allowing her body to absorb his size.

She tensed and he caressed her body lightly, “relax baby”, he crooned over and over until he felt her body loosen beneath him.

He surged forward and she cried out, her nails biting into his shoulders as he felt a thin barrier give way. He glanced at her ashen face, her eyes dulled with pain and his heart fell; he had hurt her.

She was a virgin! Even though his body knew the truth his mind struggled to accept the fact that such a sensual beauty had not known the touch of a man before him. It took every ounce of his willpower to still inside her to allow the pain to ease as he took her lips tenderly while his hands stroked and soothed her in a way that no words could.

Apparently she thought he intended to stop as she nudged her hips forward so that his shaft penetrated deeply into her feminine core and he was lost. Everything dissolved into oblivion except the woman beneath him and the hunger coursing through his veins, which had escalated tenfold. Her body gripped him and he moaned in sweet agony and began to move within her.

He leaned forward to her lips, his tongue seeking hers and when she responded, allowing her tongue to tangle with his; his passion knew no bounds. She wasn’t the only one making discoveries; the way in which his body corresponded to her was shocking. He was plunging wildly into her slick flesh and it was as if his body was his and yet he had no control over it; he
was being guided solely by the flames of desire that was threading through him.

The frenzy inside him built to an all consuming high with each stroke he took into her welcoming softness. He should slow his pace, his brain insisted but his body seemed to have a mind of its own as he pounded into her until the world evaporated and her name fell from his lips as he spilt inside her in blissful release; his sated body collapsing unto hers.

He must be crushing her he thought as he gentle withdrew from her body sometime later. She grimace and he felt as if someone had punched him in his gut. How could he have been so thoughtless? He did not know what to say so he disappeared into the bathroom and returned with a washcloth. Ignoring her protestation, he carefully wiped the blood from her thighs, returned the washcloth to the bathroom and rejoined her in the bed.

He gathered her gentle against his chest, placing his lips to her forehead as he stroked her cheeks, her hair and her shoulders with his fingers. Why the hell hadn’t she told him she was a virgin? He would have at least been gentler, more thorough, more.... He was about to voice his thoughts but as he looked at her face he realized she was fast asleep, her breathing even.

An inexplicable tenderness blossomed inside him at the sight and he kissed her delicately on the lips and allowed himself to drift into peaceful slumber with the fullness of her in his arms and her scent tickling his nostrils.

“HMM”, LAUREN MOANED AS THE
cobwebs of sleep cleared from her mind by Jordan’s lips tantalizingly stroking hers; this is something she would be happy to wake up to each   morning.

“Open your eyes sweetheart”, he whispered against her lips, she blushed as she recalled the startling events of the night before and she felt shy at the thought of facing him.

He lifted her from the bed and she winced as her aching muscles rebelled; there was a pleasant soreness where he’d been last night and she smiled at the thought, snuggling into his bare chest, his warm skin causing her body to pulse to life.

He took a few paces, turned and walked on, he came to a halt and she felt herself being lowered; her eyes flew open as the warm water stung her sensitive flesh. She was in a Jacuzzi, she realized and the gurgling water soon began to soothe her, she fell back against the tub to enjoy the effect.

“I’m sorry I hurt you”, he must have gauged her reaction.

Her shyness of earlier disappeared and she looked into his eyes which were filled with regret, “it was wonderful and I’m not sorry about any of it”.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” his fingers were caressing her shoulders above the water and she was finding it difficult to breath.

“I was afraid you wouldn’t want me if you knew the truth”, he was inches from her lips now, his toned torso hanging over the edge of the bath and she couldn’t think; she wanted him so.

He swore and caught her mouth into a scorching kiss; triggering flames of desire that threatened to vanquish her.

She almost wept when he pulled back to mutter, “I am flattered that you chose me to give such a gift to and I’m glad I’m your first”.

His eyes were an intense hazel and her heart melted at his confession. He made to reclaim her lips but just then there was a knock on the door.

“That must be Mrs. Stewart. I’d better go to her”, he said but he did not move to it, instead he bent his head to nibble at her lips, she moaned softly.

He drew back from her painstakingly and quit the room. She stared after him longingly, until gradually reality permeated the air of desire enclosing her. She began to frantically wash her body as she remembered that she had two weddings today. She rushed out of the Jacuzzi, towel dried her body, brushed her teeth with a toothbrush she found in the bathroom cupboard and donned a bathrobe. However as she emerged from the bathroom she began to wonder what she would wear back to the hotel.

Jordan entered the room then, holding a small bag which he handed to her. Is there
anything he   didn’t think of? She wondered, as she emptied the contents of the bag unto the bed.

“How..?” she faltered
; going scarlet as she envisioned Jordan selecting such personal items of clothing.

“I sent Daniel for them”, her mouth fell open at that, “don’t worry, I ordered the items and a clerk packaged them. Daniel just collected it”.

She gave a relieved sigh and waited for him to leave so she could dress but he leaned casually against the door frame, his blazing eyes riveted to her.

She could feel the color staining her skin as she quickly threw off the robe and slipped into frilly pink undergarments. She didn’t miss his intake of breath as her naked body came into view and her movements suddenly became erotic. She slid the sheer dress over her head and smoothed it over her hips; she heard him shifting on his feet and felt like a sensual goddess.

He released an audible breath as she finished brushing her hair, easing stiffly from the door frame and guided her into a handsomely furnished sitting room adjoining the bedroom where breakfast was waiting for them

She barely touched her breakfast as the flames in Jordan’s eyes seemed to burn away her clothing and set her body afire. Disappointment settled in her stomach as they made their way to the garage and set off to the hotel as she had been silently hoping he would repeat some of those wickedly delicious things he’d done last night. All was not lost however as he pulled her into his arms for a fiery kiss, as they got to the hotel’s entrance. She had lost herself in the possession of his lips when he suddenly pulled away.

“Tonight”, he promised as he helped her out of the car and drove away.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

THE DAY SEEMED TO DRAG ON FOREVER
as she attempted to divert all her attention to her performance, but that was not to be. Jordan had ignited a hunger in her that made her feel wanton; he seemed to have imprinted his touch on her as her body tingled every time she thought of him. The feelings he sparked inside her were so wonderful that she wanted to curl up in a ball and savor them forever.