Endless Love: The 4Ever series #3

by Isabella White

  “I forgot about one more thing.”

  She saw his throat work as he swallowed. “What?”

  “There’ll be no talking from you tonight either, mister.”

  “You got to be fucking with me.”

  No, she mouthed. She took the scarf from around her neck and gagged him.

  He mumbled against it, but she couldn’t make out the words, something like you are kidding me.

  “You can be glad it’s not a ball-gag, now be a good boy and shush.”

  He grunted as she got off him. She shot him a cheeky grin, then lit one of the candles. This was going to be torture to him. She went back to the bathroom to put more makeup on—smoky eyes, siren-red lips.

  She unclasped her hair and shook out her curls. She looked like a dominatrix.

  She chuckled to herself. Let the games began.

  * * *

  JAKE.

  He tugged at his restraints, but Holly had done a good job of tying the knots. Whatever she had planned for him, he knew it would drive him insane with lust.

  The bathroom door finally opened and she walked out.

  Fuck, she looked hot. He let out a long groan and tugged at his restraints again.

  Holly laughed.

  Thick, red ribbons crisscrossed over her skin, ending in a bow over her breasts, which threatened to pop out. He raked his gaze over her, saliva pooling in his gaged mouth. Her panties were crotchless. She looked like a present and he couldn’t even untie her.

  He tried to get out of the knots.

  “You’re going to fuck up your gift if you try to escape, baby,” she said and he grunted again.

  “Come on,” he mumbled against the scarf.

  “I can’t hear you. It’s all the same to me. Shall we begin?” she teased.

  He nodded eagerly like a bobble head.

  “Don’t make me laugh. If you do, those scarves are just going to stay on longer.”

  “Oh fuck,” he garbled against the scarf.

  She climbed on top of him and ripped his shirt open, buttons popping off. He groaned as her nails raked over his chest.

  She bent down, swirling her tongue around his nipples, placing searing kisses down to his navel.

  Goosebumps flushed his skin and he closed his eyes as she unbuttoned his pants. She coaxed him to lift his hips, and he obeyed immediately.

  She slid his pants down to his ankles in torturously slow movements, then moved back up to palm his cock. He groaned as she stroked him. Then she stopped and slid her body along his.

  “Are you ready for your present?”

  He nodded again and then she got up and stood on the bed.

  His eyes widened as she gave him a clear view of her bare pussy.

  She moved her hands over her body, stopping to touch herself. His eyes tracked the movements, his cock aching. He was certain he’d come just from looking at her. His breath came out hard through his nostril and his heart slammed in an erratic beat in his chest.

  She rested against the steel frame of the four-poster bed, then raised her leg and ran her fingers over her folds. Her pussy glistened with her arousal. She moaned and he grumbled, tugging at the scarves keeping him captive. He ached to be inside her.

  He grunted as she increased the stroking over her clit.

  “Yes, yes” she moaned.

  He knew that moan, could see on her face that she was close.

  “Oh fuck,” she screamed as she came.

  He was in awe of her sudden confidence. It was so fucking sexy.

  She bit her lower lip and let out a sultry giggle, then her eyes opened and she pierced him with her gaze.

  He breathed hard, his chest heaving up and down. He wished she could untie him so he can ravage her.

  She chuckled and straddled him, leaning down to kiss his neck. It was fucking punishment not being able to touch her.

  Her lips trailed down his skin, her hands stroking his side. His cock twitched as she neared it.

  She teased him with her lips and her tongue, and he thought he was going to climax just from her hot breath on him. She took him into her mouth, alternating between fast and slow suction, her tongue swirling around him like a lollipop.

  Her lips left him and he thought for a moment that she was going to untie him, but she didn’t, instead nipping, sucking, and licking at the sensitive flesh around his cock. She straddled him again, her wet heat sliding along his hardness, but she didn’t let him enter her.

  She grabbed the can of whipped cream. “You want to do something fun with me?” she panted.

  He nodded again.

  “I told you not to make me laugh, Jake.”

  “Sorry, sorry,” he mumbled.

  She moved up along his body until her naked flesh was inches from his mouth, but not close enough that he could get to her if he lifted his head. She shook the can, then sprayed the cream all over her pussy.

  Fuck.

  She winked at him as she untied the scarf from his mouth.

  “Are you fucking insane?” he gasped out. “Just get your ass here, woman.”

  She shook her head, swaying her up so she came closer, then moved back again just before his lips could reach her. He wanted nothing more than to lick every last drop of cream from her.

  “Holly, this is supposed to be a gift. Get down here, before I really get out of these scarves.”

  “You can try, but you won’t succeed.”

  “I’ll break this bed, I swear.”

  She bit her lower lip. “You’re bluffing.”

  “Bring me my pussy pie or you will be sorry.”

  “Promises, promises.”

  He laughed, but she gave him a look that quickly shut him up.

  “Oh, you think it’s funny. Do you want the scarf back on.”

  “No, hell no.”

  “Good boy,” she said and came closer to him again.

  She straddled his face and he groaned when her delicious scent reached him. His tongue darted out, licking at the cream, then he sucked at her, until she was clean. His tongue swirled around her clit and he heard her give a breathy moan.

  Just as he made to suck on her, she got up.

  “No!” he growled

  “You are so greedy tonight.”

  “Can you blame me? You’re tortur—”

  She stuffed the scarf into his mouth before he could finish his sentence. He growled at her.

  He pulled hard on the scarves again and realized that she was right.

  He was going to have to break the bed to get out of this. And that was not going to be possible either. His mind was already thinking about the type of knot she made and how the fuck he was going to get his one wrist out of it.

  She took the candle and slowly brought it toward him as she placed a block of ice in her mouth.

  Fuck, she was doing every possible kinky thing he could think of in one night.

  She dripped the candle wax over him and it burn like a mother fucker but the minute the ice in her mouth touched him, it was amazing.

  She kept on doing that a few times and each time the feeling just got more intense.

  She then put the candle down and took another piece of ice in her mouth as she cooled his body down.

  This was pure agony, but he liked it.

  She trailed down to his cock again and he gasped for air as the cold ice in her mouth cooled his erection.

  Then she started all over again.

  * * *

  HOLLY

  She definitely owed Eva for putting this plan into her head. She wasn’t sure where she found the confidence to do this to Jake—she was really out of her comfort zone—but having Jake so helpless to her touch, stirred something inside her.

  She started the ritual over, and Jake’s heated gaze just spurred her on. He was moaning wildly, bucking against the bed..

  She took the whipped cream and poured it over his cock, then licked it off slowly.

  He groaned in frustration, and she smiled against him.
r />   Eva had said there was no way in hell he’d be able to last for a third round.

  She stopped as his cock twitched and moved up his body.

  He was a mumbling, groaning mess, his eyes wild with need.

  “I don’t understand you, sweetheart.”

  His body shook with laughter and he tugged at the scarves.

  She could see the strength he put behind it.

  “You are going to break this bed. Just wait till I’m done.”

  He mumbled more.

  “I told you not to make me laugh, Jake. I’m not gonna untie you until I’m done,” she said sternly.

  He teased her with his eyes, and she lay on her back on top of him, touching herself again.

  She knew it was driving him wild.

  She got into it and he became really quiet as she concentrated on making this birthday something that he would never forget.

  “You are fucking dead,” he said.

  She looked at him and yelped when she saw his one hand was free and he was untying his other hand.

  She rolled off of him and was just about to run when he grabbed her leg and yanked her back toward him.

  “Hell no, you started this. Now, I’m going to fuck you.” He looked so serious, that her heart skipped a beat before pounding desperately.

  He pulled her back till he could reach her arm and pulled her to him.

  She giggled as he grabbed her head and captured her mouth in his lips.

  The kiss ignited every cell in her being, and she gave up her pathetic attempts to escape and succumbed to his touch.

  “Fuck me,” he whispered in her ear and she couldn’t ignore his need anymore.

  She guided him inside her and lowered herself onto him, then rode him like her every breath depended on it.

  .

  Ten

  HOLLY

  The sex was hard, pounding, sweaty.

  He finally got his feet free, then grabbed her again.

  This wasn’t want or need anymore, this was pure, carnal lust as he slammed into her from behind.

  She was aching and sore in a good and in a bad way, but he didn’t stop.

  He fucked her as if that was his very reason for living, and she relished the fullness and the pleasure coursing through her. He stiffened behind her as he climaxed and she collapsed the minute he slipped out of her..

  He fell next to her, spent.

  She struggled to open her eyes, her body relaxed and exhausted.

  “That was the best fucking sex I’ve ever had,” he muttered and she chuckled.

  She couldn’t open her eyes. She needed sleep; she’d be back at work tomorrow.

  She hated that he had to leave.

  She felt his lips on her shoulder.

  “I love you baby,” he whispered softly.

  She couldn’t even say it back as she was already drifting away.

  The next morning they had an early breakfast and then their paths parted in front of the hotel—his to the airport, hers to the hospital.

  Tears stung her eyes, but she willed them away. In a few weeks, they’d be together again, until the New Year. She’d have Jake and Jamie with her for almost two months.

  It was the silver lining to all these goodbyes.

  Every moment away from him was becoming increasingly more painful. How had she done it without him for all those years.

  “I’ll see you soon.” Jake’s eyes shimmered with tears.

  “Don’t cry, please,” she said as her lower lip trembled. She dropped a quick kiss on his lips and hurried away.

  In the cab, she succumbed to her tears. She hated crying in front of him.

  She handed the driver some cash as they stopped at the hospital, and wiped her face with her hand. She hurried through the hospital to the locker room.

  She collapsed on the blue sofa in the room, and waited for her sobs to subside.

  Eva and Petra came in minutes after her, and rushed over to her. “What happened?”

  She shook her head, wiped her tears away and ignored them.

  She needed to stop crying, for heaven’s sake.

  He hadn’t left her for good. He was coming back.

  Get a grip, Holly, just get a grip.

  A wave of nausea rolled over Holly as she mixed her shake. A week had passed since Jake had left. He’d given her enough of Gus’s shake and his vitamins and supplements to last her for the duration of her pregnancy, and even though she had been taking it diligently, something felt off. She was too scared to phone Gus and tell him—she didn’t want him to doubt his formula, to feel like he had failed for real this time..

  It was just a bit of nausea and dizziness, which usually went away when she drank the shake.

  She blamed it on the birthday sex. It had to be some kind of delayed after effect; she was sure no pregnant woman should have that kind of sex.

  She was still sore from her escapades, for crying out loud. The sickness was bound to happen.

  After her shake and all the vitamins, she felt slightly better. She was still surprised she could get the pills down, because it was literally a handful, but it helped her with her condition.

  But late afternoon, the dizziness hit her like a tidal wave in the elevator and she fainted.

  She woke up with Bianca next to her bed.

  “Holly, what’s going on. Are you taking your supplements?”

  She nodded.

  “Then what is this?”

  “I’m just tired, drained, and I miss my family.” She wanted to cry.

  Bianca frowned. “Jake was here last week, Holly.”

  She chuckled through her tears. “I know, it was just very hard saying goodbye and I still feel a bit out of it.”

  “Oh Holly. He will be back. You need to take it easy. You should go home.”

  She shook her head.

  “Okay, just lay here for a while. Get some rest and I’ll let one of the nurses come and wake you for rounds.”

  “Thank you.”

  “Do you need me to phone Gus?”

  “No, no need. If it happens again, I’ll phone.”

  Bianca nodded.

  Holly was hooked on the machine again and she let Bianca took another sonar.

  She saw the baby, but froze when Bianca frowned at the screen.

  “What is it?”

  “I need you to go to the 3D scanning room. Something is odd. Just odd, Holly, not wrong,” Bianca reassured her.

  She followed Bianca and then settled on the bed while Bianca prepared the ultrasound.

  She looked down at her belly. She was showing much more than she was supposed to.

  She knew what the odd thing was. It was twins. She could feel it in her bones. Flashes of her previous pregnancy played through her mind, and her heart ached at the thought of losing another child.

  This was probably why she was so sick. The babies were taking too much out of her. And she hadn’t been eating well, either.

  The blue screen of Holly’s stomach plopped above her.

  She could see the baby, and Bianca started turning the hologram above her around.

  She gasped as another one popped up behind the one that was lying in the front.

  Tears formed in Holly’s eyes and she covered them with her arm.

  “It’s just another one, Holly, not the end of the world.”

  Holly shook her head. “Jamie was part of a twin. Her twin died at birth. I was actually expecting this. I mean it’s obvious, I look like an ox.”

  “You have to tell Jake.”

  “I know and I will.”

  “You have to take care and rest as much as possible. These two little boys are relying on their…oops. Shit.” She gasped. “I’m so sorry.”

  “I’m having boys?” Holly asked and her voice broke.

  Bianca nodded. “I’m so sorry, I know you wanted to wait.”

  Holly smiled and touch her belly. Boys. She was having boys. “Jake wants to wait. I’m not good with surprises.”

>   Jamie would be a sister to two boys.

  “Have you told Jamie you’re pregnant yet?”

  “No, but I sent her a package with Jake. I’ll tell her soon.”

  “Okay. She’ll definitely see the bump and she might be scared if you don’t tell her. We have just reached the three month mark, Holly. It’s safe.”

  Holly nodded.

  It was the first time she fainted since she started taking the shake, and luckily, the next few days were a walk in the park.

  She was glad it was boys. She always wanted a brother, and boys seemed so easy. Girls were so emotional.

  Bernie always said that she would raise ten boys before raising a girl, and now Holly was finally going to know what it feel like to have boys, and the best news was that her best friend was pregnant with one too. She phoned Bernie immediately, too excited to keep the sex to herself.

  Bernie was ecstatic about the news. She was due in less than seven weeks.

  “How are you feeling about all this?”

  “I’m fine, Bernie. I fainted, but I’m fine now. I’m sure it was because there are two of them, and I haven’t been eating well. Please don’t tell Jake. Not about the fainting, or the gender. I haven’t even told him it’s twins.”

  “Holly, you should—”

  “I’m okay, Bernie. Really. If it happens again, they’ll be the first to know, and I’m gonna tell Jake it’s twins as soon as we speak again, I promise.”

  “Okay.”

  “Keep your mouth shut. Not even Leo, he can’t keep a secret.”

  “Okay,” she sang and gave a short chuckle. “Just look after yourself, please.”

  “I am. Promise.”

  “Okay, love you. Have you told Jamie yet?”

  “I will, soon, tonight.”

  “I can’t wait to hear what she is going to say. Tell Amelia to record and send me the video.”

  “I will.” She laughed.

  “Love you, Holls.”

  “Love you more.”

  The call got disconnected and she sat with a grin on her face. She had her best friend back. Holly was never going to run away again. She was here to stay. But her smile disappeared when the two boys that growing inside of her popped into her mind again.