XLIX Pt Two

A/N: Sex scene continued. So if you're uncomfortable with such, I'd suggest you skip the majority of this chapter and start reading from the latter demarcation graphic. Enjoy!

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Reaching the foot of the bed, Jordan carefully crawled on the mattress with Emerald still latching onto him, their lips still interwoven. He set her down on the cloud of grey comforters, propping his strong arms on either side of her body to keep him from crushing her with his weight.

Leaving her mouth once again, Jordan made a beeline for her earlobe, nibbling on it as he whispered, blowing soft breath-like words into her ears. He slowly moved away, trailing those open-mouthed kisses of his down her jawline before stopping at the juncture where her shoulder met her neck.

He blew a breath on the spot, noticing how Emerald shivered slightly when his nose rubbed across the spot to and fro before allowing his mouth to take the place of his nose. He bit down gently on the spot, feeling Emerald's pulse racing and her frame trembling as she panted, before he soothed the ache with a gentle swipe of his tongue.

After spending quality time on her sweet spot, Jordan pulled away with an expression that could only be deemed as satisfaction before letting his eyes zero in on his next destination - her breasts.

He leaned down again, starting at her neck before making a map of kisses down the valley of her breasts. Teasing her again, he went past her breasts, stopping at her navel before moving back up to her throat. He repeated his actions, moving closer to her needy nipples but never quite reaching them to sate their needs before pulling away again.

A chuckle almost escaped his lips when a strangled groan came from Emerald as she tried to lead his mouth towards her breasts properly, but Jordan wouldn't budge. When she had finally had enough, she spoke.

"Cal," her voice mirrored the lust and desire in her smaragd eyes as she heaved, her chest going up and down with her hands holding tightly onto Jordan's shoulders, her fingernails digging into his back, but all Jordan could feel from that subconscious action of hers was pleasure without an iota of pain.

"Yes, Gem?" he replied, placing his nose on her stomach, few inches away from her bosoms.

She groaned again, wiggling slightly, making Jordan's member harden even more when her thighs brushed against his lower region. He stifled a groan of his, letting his nose sniff her ambrosial scent which left his entire being heady and hazy, intoxicating his entire senses and leaving him wanting more.

All he wanted to do was ravage her then and there, but after everything that she had been through, all she deserved from him were his soft caresses and pleasuring gentleness. But he still couldn't help but tease her. He wanted to hear from her what she truly wanted. He wanted her to beg for it.

"Stop doing that," she grumbled, a frown gracing her face.

Jordan leaned back, allowing his chin to rest on her stomach while he raised his eyes to look at her. Her expression was of pure annoyance as she huffed her flushed cheeks. Jordan struggled to keep his laughter at bay as he watched her.

"Stop what?" he spoke, his stubbled chin grazing her skin and tickling her stomach, causing her to squirm beneath him.

"Teasing me. Stop it, I-" she trailed off, drawing her bottom lip into her mouth as her cheeks turned pink all the way to her ears and down her neck. Jordan gulped at the sight of the flushed woman, whose frame was illuminated by the lightning flashing so violently outside his window.

It was fully night time by now and the rain outside could be heard pouring down tumultuously. The moon was nowhere to be seen and only the sounds of thunder clapping could be heard alongside the luminescence from the lightning flashing against the canvas of the dark sky, lighting up the Earth in the moon's stead.

"You what?" Jordan asked, his voice turning even huskier while dropping an octave lower.

"I-I want. . ." she stuttered, squirming beneath Jordan's all consuming gaze.

"You want what, Gem?" he moved towards her left breast, blowing a breath of air on the areola before brushing his lips lightly against her nipple.

In earnest, Emerald's breath came out in short pants as her grip on his shoulders tightened even more. "That. I w-want that," she gasped loudly when Jordan suddenly pulled the nipple in between his teeth, rocking his jaw slowly to toy with the deliciously pink protuberance.

"This. Is this what you want, Gem?" he asked, releasing her nipple and moving to run his tongue along the pinkly coloured ring of her areola.

Releasing another gasp, Emerald nodded vehemently, subconsciously arching her back to close the seemingly endless distance between her breast and Jordan's mouth. Shaking his head slowly, Jordan held her back down with his palms resting on her stomach.

"No, Gem. You'd have to ask for it first. You have to ask and then, it will be given unto you. All you want," he whispered to her, his tone so akin to the devil's temptation.

"I-I want it, Jordan," she panted, her eyes tightly shut as she heaved heavily, "I want it so much."

"What do you want, Gem?" he continued his sensual torture on her nipples, moving from one to the other. "You have to tell me what you want for me to give it to you, Emerald. Tell me what you want," he sounded like the devil luring her into sin and she was willing to. She was far too gone to turn back now, so she did, she willingly sinned with him.

"I want you to pleasure me, Cal," her eyes snapped open, darting downward to catch Jordan's gaze. In the depths of the carnal desire clouding the swirling green of her eyes, Jordan could vividly make out her seriousness. She had had enough of his teases and she had willingly begged him, succumbing to his demand.

"I want it, I want it all. I want you to make me forget, Jordan. I want you to make me forget my past. I want you to cleanse me of the disgusting touch my rapist had left on my skin. I want you to erase the fear that always came with the thought of having sex.

I want you to change all of that. Whenever I remember my first time, I don't want to be reminded of the time I was raped, I want to be reminded of my night with you. I want to remember this day, how you made love to me while the rain fell violently outside. I want to remember how your touch ignited my whole being, how your kisses drove me nuts, how your naked skin felt against mine.

I want to remember all of that. Will you do that for me? Please, Cal," she begged, staring deeply into Jordan's chocolate orbs.

Leaning away from her chest, Jordan moved his face closer to hers, close enough for their lips to brush against each other. "All you had to do was ask, Gem," he whispered before connecting their lips again.

Slowly, he moved down her neck once again, but this time, without the intention of teasing her. Reaching her full bosoms, without wasting a second, Jordan closed his mouth on a nipple, earning a gasp from Emerald as an unfamiliar and tingly sensation spread like wildfire throughout her body.

With her chest moving in a violent, upward and downward movement and her breaths coming out spasmodically, Emerald quivered from Jordan's merciless torture, running her hands through his hair and tugging his black locks as he sucked and bit lightly on her nipple while fondling the other.

In the next moment, he moved onto the other one, giving it equal attention while his fingers twisted and tugged on the first swollen and red protuberance, replacing his mouth. He gave equal attention to both bosoms in succession before threading towards her lower region.

After toying with her belly button for a bit, making sure to leave his mark of possession there as well, Jordan finally arrived at her throbbing core. He moved lower, stopping and starting from her knees before moving upwards, placing wet kisses on her smooth, milky thighs as he approached her soaking and pulsating vulva.

Placing final kisses on her inner thighs, Jordan let his nose rest carefully on her core, causing her to jolt at the contact. He breathed in, inhaling her essence, her scent, her arousal which was all for him - only for him. He placed a gentle kiss on her still clothed pussy, earning a whimper from Emerald, who immediately dug her nails into the comforters.

Grazing his teeth on the organ, he followed the pattern of her slit before hooking his thumbs through the sides of her panties and dragging the lacy red fabric down her abluted legs, tossing it carelessly across the room.

Carefully, with his hungry eyes on the prize, Jordan parted her legs enough to accommodate his head and shoulders as he dipped lower to her dripping and anticipating core. Staring transfixed, he blew a warm breath on the organ, eliciting a loud moan from Emerald, who tried to move away from him, but was stopped by Jordan's firm hold on her thighs.

He continued to blow on the pink and soaked external orifice, whispering lewd and gratifying words against her arousal. "You're so beautiful, Gem, so breathtaking. I can't believe you're already so wet, so slick," he whispered, moving his thumb along her drenched and slippery slit, making Emerald inhale sharply.

"All for me. Only me," he whispered just as his mouth finally touched the throbbing flesh, his lips parting to give way to his tongue which took a slow and long swipe up and down her soused aperture, causing Emerald to jolt at the shocking sensation that spread through her.

A strangled moan escaped from the depths of her throat, clashing with the sound of the rain pelting aggressively outside, along with the sharp and Earthshaking noise of thunder clapping.

"Fuck! You taste so fucking good, Gem, so delicious," Jordan moaned into her core, the sound traveling like shock waves through her orifice, making Emerald moan even louder than before.

Sounds that she never knew or ever thought that she would ever make in her lifetime, escaped her lips so freely as Jordan's tongue flickered relentlessly on her slit, his appreciative moans and growls reverberating through her body as he lapped up her juices, taking all she had to offer him with no reluctance or patience whatsoever.

"You're so addicting, Gem. So fucking addicting," he murmured as he continued to lick, swipe and dig his tongue into her pulsating and now, swollen honeypot, seemingly determined to lick her honey completely clean and dry, determined to drive her to the edge and even over it.

"J-J. . . Jordan- Cal. . ." Emerald panted, her head moving from side to side as she gripped the comforters as though her life depended entirely on it. "W-what is h-happening?" she asked, her eyes tightly shut as she huffed, her breaths coming out labored.

"I'm driving you to the edge, my love, to your high," he murmured in response, moving his thumb to rub on her nub before carefully and slowly pushing his index finger through her pussy. Emerald released a loud gasp as she shot up from the bed and tried to move away, feeling the strange object in her tight opening, causing unfamiliar sensations to swirl in her lower belly.

Jordan, without removing his pointer finger from her slippery entrance, moved to hover over her again, staring into her frantic and unfocused lustful eyes as she murmured incoherent words while continuously chanting Jordan's name like a mantra.

"Calm down, Gem," he cooed, trying to calm her evidently racing heart. He leaned closer, trying to catch her fleeting gaze. "Look at me, love," he whispered and she immediately stilled, meeting his eyes. He gave her a peck, resting his forehead against hers, "let it flow, baby. Let it happen naturally. I'm not hurting you, am I?" he asked, softly moving his finger inside her.

Emerald shook her head, letting out a little whimper as Jordan began to rock his finger inside of her, pulling out and pushing in carefully. "Good, baby," he muttered into her ear, taking her earlobe in between his teeth and eliciting a moan from her.

He kept up with his gentle movements before replacing his index finger with his much longer and thicker middle finger, proceeding to add one more finger to the equation. Emerald inhaled sharply at the unbelievable sensation two of his fingers brought her.

With primitive consciousness and clouded senses, she began to rock her hips, following the movement of Jordan's fingers inside her. Her moans elevated and grew louder as Jordan began to pump his fingers faster and deeper into her craving core, satisfying her wordless desire and tending to her wordless demand.

He continued to drive her to the edge, feasting on her every moan, her every whimper and her every purr of his name until finally, he drove her off the edge, taking her even past cloud nine. Emerald cried out as an orgasm blazed through her, leaving her quivering and shivering in its wake.

After giving her a moment's rest, Jordan immediately kissed her, slipping his tongue through her lips and interlocking their tongues together. Emerald could taste her essence which lingered on the surface of his tongue and she was too completely lost in the intoxicating feeling of the kiss to notice that Jordan had taken off his boxer shorts and was now lying buck naked on top of her.

She was too distracted to notice him shift into position, until she felt something hard nudging her opening. She groaned, wiggling slightly as her arms went to wrap around Jordan's neck, furthering to deepen their kiss. Just then, Emerald felt the thick and hard object slide through her slit without warning.

A gasp escaped her throat at the abrupt penetration, the sound traversing into Jordan's mouth as a groan simultaneously escaped from him as well, both sounds mixing together and traveling in an exchange into both their cores. Emerald bit on his bottom lip, her fingers assuming their position of digging into his shoulders again as Jordan pulled out slightly before sliding into her again, going even deeper.

Pulling away from the kiss, a whimper slipped through her lips at the slight pain that spread from her vagina up to her lower belly. Her eyelids parted, paving way for her bright emerald green eyes to lock gazes with chocolate brown orbs of ardent and passionate intensity.

Jordan was rendered speechless as his eyes collided with Emerald's. Her twinkling yet dazed smaragd orbs, her swollen and slightly parted pink lips, the drops of sweat that gathered on her face and chest, trailing slowly and torturously down the valley of her breasts despite the chilling weather outside.

The very sight of this beautiful woman squiggling beneath his body - his beautiful Gemstone, panting and heaving underneath him while staring into his eyes with a gaze so heavily ladened with love and adoration, was enough to drive him mad, enough to drive him completely out of control, even more than enough to make his cock twitch erratically in her encompassing warmth.

From the little groan that escaped her lips, Jordan could tell that she had also felt the jerking movement of his thick, throbbing and definitely, veiny shaft as the walls of her pussy closed in on his cock, seeming to suck him deeper into their blazing and maddeningly addictive abyss.

Jordan let out a groan and a shaky breath when she clenched tightly around him. "Are you okay?" the mellifluous voice of his gemstone made its way into his ears like soft music, their concerned undertone not falling on deaf ears.

Still remaining immobile while embedded inside her, waiting for her to adjust to his size, Jordan carefully kissed her lips before pulling away to look at her again. "I'm supposed to be asking you that, love. Are you okay?" his voice came out low and husky, drawing a little nod from Emerald, who swallowed, her flushed face turning a shade deeper, if possible.

"Good," he murmured, nuzzling his face in her neck, "I'm fine as well. You're just so fucking tight," he groaned again as in that moment, her tight walls chose to clench around him again.

"I'm sorry," she apologized in a meek tone.

"No," Jordan pulled back to look at her, "you don't need to apologise, baby. I love it. I love that you're so perfectly tight, I love how you clench so beautifully around my cock, I love how your walls seem to pull me further in, how your pussy seems to suck me deeper into your neverending warmth. I love every bit of it, sweetheart," he spoke, his unfiltered words making Emerald blush even more.

He rubbed his nose against hers before he began to move inside her. "Your alluring scent makes me heady, your ambrosial taste intoxicates me. Your entire being makes me seem like a druggie under the influence of multiple drugs, Gem," he whispered, pulling out before pushing back into her, his cock delving deeper into her core and sending Emerald slowly up the ladder to seventh heaven.

Jordan intertwined their hands, his plunge into her becoming deeper and harder with each thrust as Emerald also moved her hips, meeting his thrusts with equal vigor.

They continued to stare into each other's eyes, paying no heed to the raging storm outside the house, clapping and flashing to get their attention. Nothing else seemed to exist at that moment, the rest of the world seemed null and void as they became each other's worlds, each other's universe.

"I love you, Emerald."

"I love you, Jordan."

Cooped up in their own little world, in their own little bubble, the couple finally coalesced and became one. Against all troubles, against all tribulations, against all the creeping shadows of their dark pasts, they remained strong for each other.

Against the tumultuous storm raging outside, they made sweet, sweet love, driving each other to the point of ecstasy and beyond.

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The haggard looking middle-aged man was led out of the prison cell, accompanied on both sides by police officers as he handed over his prison uniform before being led to the deputy officer's office, his hands held together by metallic handcuffs.

His head was left completely bald in the center with only unkempt strands of salt and pepper hair crowding around the edges. His overly tanned - almost black - face was enshrouded by wrinkles and his nose was unbelievably crooked, appearing to have been broken more times than countable.

His exposed nape gave way to the sight of the snake tattoo slithering all the way across his neck and stopping just below his jawline. His green eyes were dim and lifeless and there appeared to be a limp in his step as he walked lamely with the officers into the deputy's office.

Needless to say, close to eighteen years of being imprisoned had surely taken its toll on the man.

Watching as the deputy chief, who looked very dapper in his uniform, scribbled quickly on some files on his table, the older man stood, his posture evidently bent as his aged back refused to leave any room for him to stretch into a straighter posture.

Finally done with what he was doing, the deputy looked up at the middle-aged man. Tucking away his pen and closing the file he had been busy with, he leaned back against his seat while letting out a sigh.

A stern and serious look dominated his visage as he regarded his prisoner, who was about to become a proper ex-convict. "Johansson," he called out, drawing the unwavering attention of the middle-aged man.

"Yes, deputy?"

"You're being released based on a pardon granted to you, alongside other selected prisoners, by the Australian government. Your papers have been put together and everything has been finalized for you to take your leave."

He made a gesture at one of the officers, who unveiled a set of keys from his pocket before unlocking the handcuffs and withdrawing them from the man.

"Congratulations, Johansson, you're free to go." The deputy gave him a firm nod to which Johansson reciprocated before making a move to turn around and leave, but his movements were halted when the deputy called his name again. He turned back around to meet gazes with the officer.

"Johansson, remember why you were convicted in the first place. Remember what you went through during your entire stay in here. I'm hoping to never see you in here again and even if we do meet again, it shouldn't be under these same circumstances. Live a good life, Carl," he advised, his face remaining stern as he passed him another curt nod.

Nodding once more, Carl limped out of the office, still escorted by the police officers until he was finally out of the gates of hell on Earth, until he was finally out of the confinements that had drove him mad all these years.

Carl breathed in the fresh, unpolluted and most importantly, free air of Sydney, Australia. He looked around, his eyes taking in the sight of the thick and long trees surrounding the prison building. He searched his memory for the path through which he had been brought to the prison, but he only turned up empty.

He had stayed too long in there to remember anything anymore, but there was one thing he remembered, or rather, there were people he remembered. People who had brought him to the hellhole in the first place.

Reaching into his inner shirt, he pulled out an old, faded, black and white picture of a woman with a little girl sitting on her hip. The duo had happy smiles on their faces. From the uneven edges of the photograph, one could tell that the picture had been ripped.

He was willing to take the deputy's advice. He would never forget the reason he was convicted, he would never forget what he went through in there and he would never forget the way the thirst for revenge had gnawed endlessly at his entire being and soul while he was locked up, slowly but surely losing his mind.

He would never forget his ex-wife or his wretched daughter. Now that he was finally out, he was determined to exert his revenge. He was determined to make them pay. He would make them suffer a hundred fold, what he had to suffer through for more than seventeen years of his life.

The contempt and ardent hatred was evident in his eyes as he stared down at the picture. He would make them pay.

'He would make Emerald and Maggie pay.'

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Was it so hot in this chapter or is it just me? Ouushh. I need some holy water.