Chapter 128

He quickens the pace until he’s slamming hard into me, almost ruthlessly, both of us breathing hard, eliciting soft grunts and moans. He’s gripping my waist so tightly I know it’ll leave marks with passion overtaking gentleness and lust driving him further. I savor the roughness and know this is not lovemaking, this is Jake’s definition of fucking and I like it.

I cry out with every thrust. I love what he’s doing, I anticipate every movement, grind back to him, encourage it to be harder. Every jolt sending a deep wave of pleasure, my body losing all control as I begin to hit that dizzying height again. I moan loudly as the tension builds, this time it’s so fast and so close to the last, it threatens to tear me apart. The build-up making me pant out loud; heat, and wetness which only seems to make him more excited and he thrusts harder and faster. Jake screws me senseless.

I’m unable to slow it down, held captive in my pose, his hard, hot, body is ruthless. I tug at my restraints harshly in fear of the precipice I’m almost on the verge of reaching, the intensity overwhelming me and I’m unable to move. It’s exhilarating and so god damn satisfying. And then it happens, like a mass all-consuming explosion as the waves of my climax quickly envelope me and I spasm wildly without warning, verbally letting out a wail of sheer ecstasy. Splayed out in front of him, completely immobile, it adds to the intensity of the orgasm, causing it to multiply and string out for endless mind-blowing seconds that are so much more intense than anything before. I cry out loudly for what feels like forever, racked with something so huge I can do nothing but surrender in the most earth-shattering moment of my life. Body flushing with moisture at my release, covering us both and I lose all conscious awareness of anything but the ripples of extreme deliciousness catapulting through me. My body alive with sensation.

He falls over the top of me as I begin to still, and we both collapse on the bed in a heap, my arms outstretched above me. Still inside me, throbbing at his own climax, spurring a sprinkle of tiny mini explosions within me that makes me twitch involuntarily. I’m still moaning in ecstasy and unable to feel anything but extreme release. Both of us lost inside our own internal pleasure while joined.

It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced, not even with Jake these past few days and I’m completely hopeless to do anything but languish here. He reaches up, tugs off the wrist cuffs, and pulls me into his arms to lay and bask in what he’s just done to me, our bodies sagging in satisfaction. I’m panting and tingling all over, my limbs have turned to Jell-O as he slides the blindfold off me from behind, throwing it toward the wall and spooning me as I blink to adjust to light. I’m completely useless to move my own limbs and still trying to catch my breath, body heated crazily.

He smiles against my shoulder where he’s laid his head, the graze of his stubble on heightened sensitive skin and I smile too. Even after something like that, something so new and kinky, there’s no awkwardness or shyness. He satisfies me in ways I could never have dreamed of and rocks my world with so truly little effort. He kisses me gently on the back of my shoulder and exhales with a sigh of contentment.

“Now that … Is definitely in the top five. Might even be a number one spot.” He pants breathlessly and I can tell by his tone that he’s smiling still. I grin too. “I’ve never made you cum like that before,” he mumbles nuzzling my neck softly. “I think we’ll be taking this set up home with us, bambino. I’m definitely up for a repeat of this.” His voice is deep and husky.

“Mmmm hmmmm.” Is all I can say in dazed response. I’m beyond exhausted, unable to formulate a reply. I never knew sex could be the way it is with Jake, every time different, mind-blowing, but this has to be a favorite now. He literally just rocked my world.

“That good huh?” He kisses me on my cheek, a finger coming to stroke my jaw line and then he stretches out to yawn, a hand appearing in the air above me as he loosens his limbs. I stretch out and nod, closing my eyes and snuggling against him, ready to just fall asleep. He wraps around me a little more comfortably, nuzzling his face into my hair, his legs entangling with mine in his getting ready to take a nap pose; it seems we’re both exhausted.

“Emma?” His voice thick and hoarse, so close to my ear it gives me goose bumps, rouses me.

“Mmm hmmm?” I answer lazily, letting my hands follow the curve of his arms and cover them possessively. Enjoying the strong, hard muscle under smooth skin and softest hair.

“It’s never been like this …” He breaks off as if he’s not sure if he wants to say this. I open my eyes, listening intently.

Does he mean that he’s never had sex like this? Or that it’s never felt as good as this?

I turn slightly to gaze at his face in the now shadowy room, the sun must be going down and catch the coyness in his expression.

“In what way?” I croak, finding some of my shaking voice, my body still tingling in the afterglow.

“Wanting to have sex with you every second of every hour, like I just can’t get enough of you. No matter how much I get you naked, the urge never dies.” He leans closer to me, stroking my face gently. “Long before I got to touch you, I wanted you, it drove me crazy.” He pulls me so tightly it almost makes it impossible to breathe.

He has no clue that I’ve felt the same way about him from the first time I ever laid eyes on him, his effortless sexiness, his over the top hotness. I’ve been under his spell, aching at his every movement for so long. I turn to him within the loop of his arms, he loosens his hold enough so I can, and our eyes meet.

“You’re the most adventurous girl I’ve ever met, there isn’t anything yet that you haven’t let me do to you … You’ve no idea how much of a turn on that is. How much of a surprise it’s been, considering everything I know about you, what that means to me.” He is so sincere it just floods me with warmth.

“I trust you; I know you’d never hurt me or do anything I didn’t want.” I gaze up at him, watching his gentle expression with adoration. “I’ve been yours from day one, Jake, even before I could admit it to myself … Unable to function in your presence without fantasizing about your hands on me … The reality is so much more than the fantasy, everything you do only makes me love you more.” I lean up and kiss him passionately, his mouth responding with equal fire. His hands sliding down my body to my naked butt, cupping it, and pulling me up toward him.

“I’ll never stop trying to fulfill your fantasies. Or making new ones together.” He frowns lightly, a seriousness to that flawless face, he kisses me again, slowly, and deeply, moving against me. My body responds instantly; he was right about one thing, no matter how often we make love, our bodies yearn for more. Even when I think I am beyond the capability, it surprises me. This ability to instantly recover and want it so soon. He hardens against me and know he’s reacting in the same way, with his subhuman skill.

“How about round two?” He grins, pulling away from my mouth, his hand reaches up to catch the cuff and pull it back down toward us with a glint of wickedness in his eye.