“I think you might need to chase your orgasm soon, sugar because I’m really struggling to hold mine in my fucking balls.”
She grinned then took my hand in hers and slipped it between us. I didn’t wait, I pinched her swollen clit and bit her nipple, sending her over the edge into the abyss just as I burst inside her. She was barely moving on me, yet her slow fucks had forced me to come inside her with a fierce cry, my shock at its sudden onslaught causing me to bite into her flesh harder than I had meant to. She yelped, shivering over me as her orgasm and my bite merged into a painful bliss that dragged her climax into a deeper level. Her cum flooded my thighs, its warmth trickling through the gap of my legs and onto the bed sheet below us. She cried out with a ferocious growl, her body still quivering and riding me hard.
Jesus Fucking Christ!
Her intense orgasm, and the tightening of her pussy around me sucked me bone dry, almost vacuuming my dick inside her. “Fuck Bea!” I roared when I couldn’t stop the uncontrollable spasms in my balls from pumping out everything inside them. I swore she had ripped the damn things off my cock and sucked them though the end of my knob.
The feeling was intense, painful and fucking incredible. I couldn’t move as her head flopped on to my shoulder and she struggled to breathe as much as I did.
“Well, that was… different,” she panted with amazement.
“I’m actually positive you have swallowed my cock, you greedy girl.”
She reared back and gawped at me, but then her lips lifted and she grinned at me, her beautiful face lighting with pleasure. “I’m saving it for later, you know, just in case if I’ve knackered you out.”
The lifting of my brow as I challenged her statement made her smirk and roll her eyes but slowly she slid off me, the loss of her warmth making my dick almost sob. She planted her hands beside my legs and reached in to kiss me softly, her plump bruised mouth from my hard kiss making my dick pay attention again. “Drink?”
I nodded unable to form words as my body attempted to balance itself and I flopped back against the bed, the pillow providing my head with a comfort that not even heaven itself could offer right then.
Staring at my ceiling, I couldn’t help but grin like a fucking loony. She had finally said the words I had longed to hear from her cute mouth. I knew my heart would actually stopped beating if I ever lost her. I had never in the ten years since I hit adulthood ever expected this. I had told myself time and time again that I would never fall in love, I would never be beholden to someone like my mother had been to both my father and James. She had struggled through life so much, loving one man she couldn’t have and trying to escape another man she didn’t want. I never wanted to put that on anyone else, never mind myself. But Bea had forced her way inside me, even when I’d tried my best to push her out. She was like this blast of emotions that had soaked through my defence walls as rigorously as I had erected them. But that meant she had the power to shatter everything inside me. I wasn’t a hearts and flowers guy, I wouldn’t ever be good enough for her, I knew that, however there was no way I would ever let her go now, I couldn’t handle the pain that would come with her withdrawing from my life.
I had brought Bea home to mine, as much as she had grumbled about it. We had fetched some of her things and for the time being she would be staying with me at my house. Mason had told her that from tomorrow she would be escorted everywhere with one of his security men. She was so strong and independent that trying to get her to accept help was a task within itself. Yet there was no way on God’s earth would she be allowed to be alone until this bastard was strung up.
However, I couldn’t help but feel content. After the ups and downs, it finally looked like we were on course for a relationship. She had cried for Noah, but, and this was a big but for her, she had allowed me to comfort her, to hold her and take her devastation. Bea was hugely self-reliant so to allow me to share her grief with her was an enormous step forwards.
I frowned glancing at the clock. She’d been gone over ten minutes, way too long for me, my eyes were missing her already. Tugging on some shorts I made my way down to the kitchen. My feet stumbled and I froze when her voice reached my ears. Shit. Fucking Shit. Taking a deep breath, I tapped my teeth together and took a brave step in.
Both women turned to me and Belinda quirked her perfectly manicured eyebrow from where she sat with her arms crossed defensively at the table. “Hello Jay.
“What are you doing here Billie?”
I glanced to Bea who was stood rigidly with her eyes on the floor. My stomach twisted at the knowledge of how she must feel. Why did fate hate me?
“Well that’s no way to greet your one and only.”
I stared at her, “My one and only?”
Bea’s cheeks heated and I noticed her jaw clench. “Belinda thought you might need her… services,” Bea grated out as she lifted her eyes and glared at me.
Fuck!
Belinda puffed out her lips at what Bea was insinuating but looked back at me. “Forgive me if I’m wrong Jay but I do believe that you text me telling me that ‘you were hungry for my expert hand’.”
I clenched my jaw when Bea blinked and swallowed. The hurt on her face was unbearable and I glared at Belinda. “Billie, that was four days ago!”
The shocking difference between both women was colossal. Bea was petite, her small soft body full of natural curves and her pale scarred skin showered in a mass of sexy freckles. Her long blonde hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders and the casual way she dressed showed off her exquisite body in a way Bea was oblivious to. Yet, Belinda was tall, her long shapely legs and her ample chest her best features. Every bit of her stunning face was enhanced by surgery and her clothes were designer and screamed of her own self-confidence. Her short black bob swayed with every movement of her head and her Botox plump lips permanently puckered into a smug pout.
Belinda just shrugged as she sauntered across the room to me. I took a step back and blinked at Bea. “Can you give us a minute, sugar?”
Bea’s eyes snapped to mine then dropped to Belinda’s hand which had settled on my forearm. Simply, she nodded and silently walked out of the room. My head snapped round and I glared at Belinda when she spat, “Who the fuck is she?”
“Sit down,” I ordered. She quirked her brow at my fierce order but did as I asked when I took the chair opposite her. “I’m afraid I have to sever our relationship.”
Belinda’s eyes widened then narrowed. “Sever our relationship?” she hissed, “What the fuck am I, your accountant?”
I closed my eyes. I’d never been good with this kind of thing and I sighed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it to sound like that. What I’m trying to say is that Beatrice is important to me.”
“And I’m not?”
“Billie,” I sighed as I reached for her hand. The hurt on her face made my gut tremble with guilt. “Yes, you’re important to me but you’re my friend.”
She gaped at me, blinking away the tears that filled her eyes. “I’m your friend?” she snapped with a huff of disbelief. “Well bully for me! We are more than friends Jay and you know it!”
This was going from bad to worse. “I’m aware of your feelings for me Billie but I told you I can’t reciprocate them.”
“Because you told me you were incapable of loving, yet she walks in and what?” The way she said ‘she’ made me wince. “Suddenly you’re in love?”
I didn’t want to lie to her, she didn’t deserve that so I nodded. “Yes.”
Her teeth sank into her bottom lip and the utter grief that spread across her face had me reaching for her but she shot out of her chair and shook her head. “She won’t give you what you need Jay!”
“But that’s the thing, I don’t need it when I’m with her.” I groaned inwardly when she gasped. I wasn’t doing very well and I clenched my teeth in anger at myself. “She’s good for me Billie,” I tried, appealing to the side of her that felt for me.
She scoffed, more tear
s brimming in her eyes but she blinked and pushed them away. “Then I hope she makes you happy.”
She didn’t wait for me to say more, she just spun around on her enormous heels and left. I couldn’t help but feel sad, Belinda and I had been friends for a long time and I knew I would miss her. Sighing I dropped my head in my hands and closed my eyes to the approaching headache and steeled myself. Then sliding my chair back, I went in search of Bea.
Chapter 27
Bea
Jay smiled nervously when he walked into the bathroom as I stepped from the shower.
“Bea…”
“I have to get to work.”
He sighed. “I’ve ended things with Belinda.”
I shrugged, “You shouldn’t have done that.”
If I wasn’t so angry I would have laughed at the utter shock on his face. “What? Why?”
“Well she gives you something you need. And you obviously need it as like she said, you did text her saying you missed her ‘expert hand’. Something we both know I don’t have.”
“Don’t,” he growled as anger contorted his previous soft look. “You know that’s not true. You know I don’t need it when I’m with you.”
I snorted, growing angry when I struggled to fasten my bra with the dampness of my skin. Gesturing for me to turn around, he hooked my bra then held my shoulders so I couldn’t escape – he knew me too well. I sagged with his touch and nodded, instantly easing with his determination to console me. “I know, I’m sorry. But I can’t help worrying that... when the novelty with me wears off that you’ll need…”
“Stop it!” he whispered harshly. “Bea, you ARE everything that I need. You have proved it time and time again. You were made for me, fate giving you to me to finally put my demons aside and grant me a reprieve.”
I couldn’t help but doubt myself. Graham had mocked me after I’d found him with Lucy. He had taunted me saying it was my fault, that I was shit in bed and couldn’t keep him sated and that if I had been able to provide for him in the bedroom then he wouldn’t have needed to seek another woman. But that wasn’t Jay’s fault and I was blaming him for something that he had never even hinted at never mind said, and that wasn’t fair. I needed to put Graham behind me and have more confidence in myself, after all Jay had the ability to make me come, something Graham had never done, and Jay didn’t seem to have any trouble in that department either, so I was obviously doing something right. “How did Belinda take it? Is she okay?”
I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. I could see in her eyes that she was in love with Jay, but he didn’t feel the same way. That must hurt, deeply. I couldn’t help but blame myself and even though it wasn’t my fault, I was concerned about her.
“She’ll be fine. It was just a release between both of us.”
I wasn’t about to tell him that I knew he was lying. I could see he was worried and he felt guilty over it, and me adding to that wouldn’t help.
A knock at the door had me tensing. “Are you sure she was okay with it?”
He nodded, giving me a soft scowl and warning me that the discussion about Belinda was over. Kissing me quickly, he made his way to answer the door.
I smiled to myself when I found that Jay had emptied my suitcase and had filled half of his wardrobe with my clothes. I admitted that it was nice to be staying with him. Although I craved my own space after living alone for so long, it felt good to have the love and security he offered.
Venturing downstairs when I had dressed ready for work, my feet stuttered when I was met with a giant sat at the kitchen table beside Jay. They both looked up at me and smiled. Giant stood up and held out his hand in greeting, “Miss Vine, my name is Elijah and I’m your personal security. I gather Mr Fox informed you to my presence?” His smile was wide, his white teeth faultlessly straight and his long blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail behind his head but it was the sheer size of him towering above me that made my eyes widened in amazement.
“Uhh.” I had no words to answer him and just nodded slowly, my mind suddenly blank with the shock of him. I noticed Jay’s eyes narrow and he came to stand beside me, his hand snaking around my side and his fingers digging possessively into my hip.
“Yes, he did,” Jay answered for me sharply.
Elijah stared at him but his lips curved into a smirk. He was obviously aware of his effect on women, and men. He tipped his head politely at Jay and then turned back to me, “I’ll wait in the car Miss.”
When he’d disappeared out of the front door I blinked at Jay, not able to hide my amusement. “Well bloody hell, isn’t he quite… strapping.” I couldn’t help but wind him up. The glower on his face was too comical for me to remain stoic and I burst out a laugh. Seeing the worry on Jay’s face made me chastise myself and I slipped my arms around him. “But he isn’t a patch on you. You make my pussy hot and wet,” I whispered causing Jay to shiver in my arms. “I know his cock could never give me the things that yours does, baby. He couldn’t make me feel good like you do, and I know with my life that he will never look at me the way you do. You don’t have to worry.”
He frowned at me then nodded but didn’t relax. “No, he couldn’t.” He gripped my chin and narrowed his eyes on me. “You’re mine, Bea. All of you. Don’t ever think that I’ll let you go because you will be sorely wrong. And just so we’re straight, if another man ever touches you, he will die and you wouldn’t like to hear what would happen to you.”
His statement should have shocked me, angered me but it had the complete opposite effect. His possessive declaration made my belly quiver with heat. His gaze on me was intense with warning and adoration. My pussy thrummed with excitement, my chest heaving when the pure lust he projected had me dropping to my knees and frantically pulling at his shorts, his large, heavy cock springing free.
He groaned when I suddenly wrapped my lips around him and sucked hard. His balls clenched and shrank back when my hand cupped them and I slid my little finger along his perineum. His hands fisted my hair as he sucked air in through his clenched teeth. “Bea…” he uttered as my eyes lifted to his, his idolisation of me urging me on.
His mouth fell open when I slipped the tip of my finger into his anus. His cock jerked in my mouth, telling me exactly what Jay felt about my little given extra. “Fuck!” he growled when I pushed further in and found the little bundle of nerves, giving it a gentle stroke.
He shuddered inside my mouth, his fists tightening their hold on my hair as his hips thrust him deeper towards my throat. Suddenly he pulled back and his hands curved around my face, pulling me up. No sooner was I upright than he was spinning me around. My hands slapped on the counter as he yanked up my dress. “Holy fucking hell,” he hissed out when he found my black, lacy hold-ups. He ran a finger just under the lace edging, “I like these, they’re hot!” My body vibrated with arousal, the simple light touch and his keen approval driving me crazy. Leaning into my back, his teeth nipped at my earlobe, “Hold on, sugar.”
He drove his cock inside me just as his firm hand slapped my backside, the heat from it spreading through my body like a wildfire. I cried out, digging my fingers into the granite as I tried to hold on when he powered into me like a man possessed. He wasn’t gentle or easy, he was generous and forceful, tearing my orgasm from me almost painfully. He followed me over, his cock pushing deep inside as he spilled his cum into me with fierce growls of satisfaction.
Blowing out a breath, I rested my forehead on the cool worktop. “I think I will wear these nylons again.”
He chuckled and nipped my shoulder with his teeth. “Feel free.”
Helping me up, he straightened my dress back over my hips and then pulled me into his arms, placing a long kiss to my head. “I love you.”
I turned and looked up at him, “And I love you more.”
His smile made my heart quake but he leaned forwards and kissed me on the nose. “I’m not in NSC until after lunch. Stay with Elijah, do not move from his side!”
I nodd
ed firmly and saluted him, “Yes, sir!”
He scowled at me. “I mean it Bea.”
The worry on his face had me backing down instantly. “I know, I promise I will. Will you let me know if Sam finds anything?”
Nodding, he held out my jacket and I slid in it before he escorted me out to the large posh car that Elijah sat waiting patiently in. When Jay appeared at Elijah’s window as I slipped into the back seat, he wound it down and respectfully gave Jay his full attention when he spoke. “Please take care of her, she’s very special.”
Both my eyebrows shot high as my cheeks heated but Elijah nodded firmly. “I take each job very personally Mr Carter, you needn’t worry, Miss Vine will be very safe in my hands.”
“Mmm,” Jay mumbled and whispered something under his breath that strangely sounded like, “That’s what I’m afraid of.”
Luckily, it appeared only me that heard his growl of jealousy. I gave him a sly smile and shook my head as I blew him a kiss and Elijah pulled away.
Chapter 28
Jay
“Oh come on,” Miles pushed and I rolled my eyes at his childish plea.
“I’m not sure. It’s Noah’s funeral on the following Monday, and I’m not keen on leaving Bea all weekend.”
I could mentally picture him pulling a face at me. “Shit, I know I told you to go after her, Jay but you aren’t attached to her. You need your space from each other or you’ll both go mad.”
It was coming up to our yearly Vegas spree. Me, Miles, Tom and Syed went every year, it was a proper guy trip, full of beer, gambling and of course the one thing that would be missing from my trip this year, women and sex. We’d been every year since we’d all been friends at uni and for the first time ever, I was dreading it. Bea was my life now and I knew I would miss her terribly, yet I also valued my mates. They’d been there through thick and thin, and I knew even if I didn’t go they’d respect my decision, however I was still reluctant to let them down. But they didn’t know what was going on in Bea’s life and how her safety mattered more.
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