A Passionate Discovery (Self-Discovery Series)

by Brooke, T

  “Please, Sir,” she moaned as her body remained on the precipice, aching with need. Shivers of longing moved through her; she needed to let go, to soar to that place of ecstasy that only he could give her, but he wouldn’t.

  “I’ve opened the door, now it’s down to you.” Rolling his hips slightly he felt her silken flesh hold him tighter than any woman had; he longed for his own release but held back, needing to know if she was going to give in. “It’s only going to get more intense,” he told her. “I’m going to challenge everything you think you know about yourself, push you beyond what you think you’re capable of. Tell me, are you going to give me the full ten nights?”

  Her core throbbed, hovering almost painfully on the edge of release. “Please, Sir, please fuck me. I’ll give you whatever you want! Just please, I need it.”

  “That’s my girl.” Smiling, he rode her savagely, holding nothing back. She belonged to him more than even she knew just then. As her body drenched him with passion he felt his own release build within him; with one more thrust he withdrew quickly and pumped himself with his hand. Two strokes and he came, exploding over the flawless skin of her back.

  She was breathless with the force of his passion and the words he had spoken, and surprised by the heat of his release on her skin. There was no doubt in her mind that she was in far deeper than she’d expected to get, and wasn’t sure she’d be able to find her way out.

  The knowledge filled her with a combination of fear and peace. He could crush her soul, or take her higher than she’d ever imagined possible. She had never expected another person to have so much control over her and she found the thought of surrendering to another’s will exciting.

  Lifting her into his arms Jason carried her into the bathroom, her head resting weakly on his chest. It was more than just the physical exhaustion from their passion; mentally she was so wound up she could barely think.

  He washed her body with a tenderness that had her on the edge of tears and then he carried her to the bed. They made love twice more before she had to beg him to allow her to rest.

  “Sleep my sweet, sweet Carla, tomorrow I will expand your mind even more.” Pulling her into his arms he held her until her even breathing told him she was asleep. With a smile of contentment he allowed himself to drift off as well, satisfied that she would soon be willing to become his slave.

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  The next morning the four of them enjoyed breakfast together on the veranda, basking in the early morning sun as they ate.

  When they made their plans for the day Carla was surprised to learn that Jason and Daniel wouldn’t be in meetings all day, like they had been the day before. The news pleased her since it meant she got to explore the island with Jason.

  They weren’t able to explore straight away, Jason had to attend an early meeting, which he assured her would only last for about an hour. While he and Daniel went off to their meeting, Carla and Scarlett got changed into their bikinis and made for the beach, where they took advantage of the time they had.

  First off they both went parasailing. Carla was extremely nervous as she was strapped up and given the safety instructions for what to do if she encountered any problems, but once the boat took off and pulled her up into the air she forgot her worries.

  She couldn’t see all of the island, but the view she had was fantastic, as was the ability to be able to see down into the water, which was so clear she could see a manta ray as it idly made its way beneath the boat.

  When the ride was over, it finished far too soon in her opinion, Carla was exhilarated, and a bit disappointed to have to stand on the beach and watch as her friend had her turn. She promised herself she would do it again, just as soon as she had an opportunity.

  With the parasailing out of the way the two of them returned to the hotel and the pool, where they enjoyed a leisurely swim while they waited for their men to join them.

  Neither Carla nor Scarlett was surprised when the meeting ran over the expected hour, but they didn’t have to wait too long before the men arrived at the pool. They separated at that point, with Daniel and Scarlett going off to enjoy some time alone, while Jason and Carla did the same.

  To Carla’s delight, Jason allowed her to select what they did and she took full advantage of it. They started off by hiring a Jet Ski and racing around the bay, with Carla holding on tight to Jason; soon enough she was enjoying herself so much she wanted to get at the controls herself.

  Since Jason wasn’t willing to surrender the Jet Ski they compromised by hiring a second one; and after a quick tutorial for Carla they were off. Driving the Lamborghini she had been given was one thing, the Jet Ski was something else altogether. It lacked the speed of the sports car, not that she had gone beyond the speed limit in it, but the maneuverability of the Jet Ski, and the ability to go wherever she wished with it without having to consider traffic restrictions, made it infinitely more fun.

  After an hour or so they returned the Jet Skis and went on to the next bit of fun, an exploration of the island. Where Scarlett had kept their exploration to the beach and the resort, Jason took them out of the resort and around the rest of the island, his long strides forcing Carla to half jog at times to keep up.

  Following well defined paths through the jungle that covered most of the island Carla lost track of the time, and had no idea how far they walked. During the course of their exploration, which Carla soon realized Jason had done before, they saw a variety of animals, most of which she couldn’t begin to identify, and Jason didn’t bother to.

  The animals came in all shapes and sizes, from little rodent like creatures that scurried across the path in front of them, to animals that made the undergrowth shake with their passage. Some of them ran off at their approach, the movement of the undergrowth the only indication they were there, while others ambled into the path and stopped to eye them boldly.

  Every time their passage was blocked Carla wished she had a camera with her, the pictures she could have taken would have made her friends back in Mississippi, not to mention her college friends, green with envy.

  The journey through the jungle, and the animals they saw were amazing enough, but they were nothing compared to what awaited them at the end of the path.

  Stepping off the path onto a strip of sandy beach Carla was entranced by the beautiful sight before her. The beach led down to a pool of deep blue-green water, and off to one side a waterfall cascaded down from a rocky outcrop at the edge of the pool. To add to the beauty of what she was seeing, colorful birds were flying back and forth over the water; there were so many different varieties and Carla wished she had a clue what they were, just so she could tell people she’d seen them.

  A popping sound drew her attention away from the birds and the waterfall and looking around she saw that Jason hadn’t brought her out into the jungle just for some exercise and to see the wildlife. Two members of the resort staff were standing a short distance away, where they had laid out a sumptuous picnic just back from the water’s edge.

  To describe it as picnic seemed to be an insult though, at least to Carla’s mind, it was more like a banquet. A colorful blanket was covered with all kinds of food, from dishes of freshly sliced fruit, to a platter of assorted meats and so many other things she couldn’t see how they could possibly eat it all. In the center of the blanket was a bucket of ice, in which resided a freshly opened bottle of wine.

  She realized it must have been the sound of the bottle being opened that attracted her attention.

  “Oh, Jason!” she sighed, when she recovered from the initial shock of the surprise. “This is beautiful, thank you.”

  “Anything for my beautiful girl,” he said in reply. “Thank you,” he dismissed the resort staff, who turned and disappeared down the path as if they had never been there.

  The sight of the food made Carla realize how hungry she was. She hadn’t been aware of her hunger during their exploration of the jungle, so distracted had she been by everything around
them. Now though, she was reminded that her stomach was empty and she was starving.

  Together they settled onto the blanket to enjoy the food and the wine. Conversation was limited as they ate, but the silence was a companionable one, made all the more enjoyable by the sounds of nature, which came from all around them.

  Before long Carla was satiated from the food and relaxed by the wine, and without realizing it she drifted off as the sun beat down on her, more content than she could remember being.

  Waking with a start Carla found herself disorientated; she wasn’t sure where she was or what time it was and she sat up quickly, looking all around as panic surged through her body. She settled back, remembering where she was, when she saw Jason, who was propped up on one elbow watching her, an amused smile on his face.

  “You look more beautiful than ever when you’re sleeping, sweetheart,” he said.

  Carla blushed in response as she pushed herself up into a sitting position and looked around again. The view was as breathtaking as when she’d first arrived at the pool, and so peaceful she wished she never had to leave there.

  “Let’s go swimming,” Jason said suddenly, pushing himself to his feet. “I need some exercise.”

  “But we don’t have any towels or anything,” Carla protested. She immediately regretted her words as a flash of anger passed across his face, but it was gone as quickly as it had appeared.

  “That doesn’t matter, the sun will dry us off, now join me.” A note of command entered his voice as he shucked the last of his clothes, dropping them onto the blanket, and made his way toward the water, naked and unashamed.

  “Yes, Sir.” Carla nodded and quickly removed the loose-fitting top she’d put on to keep herself cool. That left in her one of the G-string bikinis she’d bought at Jason’s urging, which she was only wearing then because he had insisted on it that morning.

  She let the top fall to the blanket and then approached the water. “Is it safe?” she asked nervously as she took her first into the inviting coolness. She didn’t know what sort of animals or fish might be lurking in the waters of the pool, and some of those she had seen on the way there were enough to give her alarm.

  “Of course,” Jason answered with a laugh at her concern. “There’s nothing in here but a few fish; nothing that’s going to hurt you, except maybe me.”

  Relieved Carla moved further into the water, feeling it get deeper as she went. When she felt it was deep enough she dived forward, submerging herself completely before coming to the surface alongside Jason.

  “This is gorgeous.” Turning so she was floating on her back Carla idly stroked away from Jason.

  Before she got too far he caught her by the ankle and pulled her back to him. “You’re gorgeous. More gorgeous than anything on this island,” he told her. Letting go of her ankle he took her into his arms and kissed her, his tongue delving between her lips to wrestle with her own while his hands slid up her back.

  The water where they were wasn’t deep, but it was deep enough and Carla had to wrap her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck in order to kiss him back.

  It wasn’t until he pulled her bikini top out from between them that Carla realized he had undone it, she hadn’t felt a thing. With an idle toss he threw the top over his shoulder towards the beach, following it a moment later with the bottom half of the g-string bikini.

  When she was as naked as he was Jason gently pulled her arms from around his neck and leaned her back so she was floating on the water, her legs still wrapped around his waist. “Fucking beautiful, babe,” he said, looking down on her as he ran his hands over her torso.

  Tweaking her nipples ever so slightly he drew a gasp from her; he leant forward then and suckled her, moving from one peak to the other until both nipples were as hard as erasers.

  “Please, Sir,” Carla moaned as she rubbed herself against his length beneath the water.

  “Please what?” Jason asked, enjoying the feeling of her velvety lips against him. “Tell me what you want.” He didn’t even need to run his fingers down to the silken cleft between her legs to know she was ready for him.

  “Please, Sir, I need you, I need to feel you inside of me. I want you to take me now.”

  “What if someone comes along?” he asked, an amused smile on his face as he lazily rolled his hips, rubbing himself against her in time with her own movements. When his head ran along her slit he felt her push forward, trying to capture him, but he slid away, leaving her to groan in disappointment.

  Carla moaned again as she tried once more to secure him within her velvet prison. “I don’t care, let them come, let them see us, just please, please take me, Sir.”

  “Whatever you desire, babe.” Holding her hips he rotated his own and in one quick move he penetrated her, burying himself to the hilt in her.

  He paused like that for a moment, with them joined at the groin, and then he slowly withdrew until just his head was inside her. Again and again he slid into her and withdrew, his rhythm agonizingly slow as he drove her to the brink of orgasm and then held her from it.

  Soon enough she was begging him to give her release but he held back, torturing her all the more until finally he could stand it no more himself. Increasing his pace until the water around their groins was being churned into a froth, Jason drove Carla to first one orgasm and then a second, making her scream aloud, startling the birds in the nearby trees into flight.

  His own release came soon after and he quickly pulled out of her to spray his cum across her belly and breasts. His chest heaving he drew Carla up into his arms and held her tight against him as she too recovered her breath. It took a few minutes to do so, and when they had regained their composure he cleaned them off.

  Together they made for the beach, where they sank onto the blanket with the remains of their picnic to allow the sun to dry them off.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  When they finally made it back to the hotel Carla was ready to relax, more than ready in fact. She wanted nothing more than to sink into the huge tub the bathroom boasted and soak for the rest of the evening.

  It came as an unpleasant shock to her when Jason announced that they had another night to mark off their list. She had allowed herself to forget the ten nights in the pleasure of their day together.

  “Sir, could we maybe just not have this night tonight?” she asked timidly. She didn’t want to ruin the incredible mood Jason was in but was really tired.

  He held out his hand to her and smiled when she immediately took it. He knew how tired she was, it had been an exhausting day, so he understood her desire, but his plans could not be changed. “I have already made arrangements for our last two nights together here, sweetheart.” He pulled her into an embrace and kissed the top of her head. “I promise you can sleep late tomorrow.”

  She nodded wearily against his chest, not wanting to disappoint him. “Okay, sir.”

  “Go take a hot bath, my sweet, it will relax your muscles and I’ll have dinner waiting for you when you get out.” He felt it was fair concession. He turned her around and pushed her gently in the direction of the bathroom, patting her backside lightly, encouraging her to do as he asked.

  Carla walked into the bathroom feeling dead on her feet. The heat of the island, combined with the exertion of all the walking she had done, not to mention their frenzied lovemaking in the pool, had sapped her energy. She felt better as she slipped into the steaming hot water and allowed herself to soak for a while, just drifting there while the heat relaxed her aching muscles.

  She intended only to soak for a few minutes before cleaning herself, but the combination of her tiredness and the soothing effect of the water in the bath soon had her asleep.

  That was how Jason found her half an hour later. Dead to the world, her head resting on the cushion placed at the top of the bath for just that purpose. Smiling in an amused fashion he shook his head as he bent over and lifted her from the tub.

  Her eyes opened as he picked h
er up and she smiled at him sleepily. She looked so young and innocent while still half asleep, he couldn’t believe she was the same woman whose body he had enjoyed over the past few nights. “I wish now I could cancel our plans for the evening.” He chuckled softly at her blush and lowered her to her feet.

  Drying her body gently he wrapped her in a large towel. “Your dinner is in the other room; go eat while I grab a quick shower.”

  “Thank for you dinner, Sir, and for today, it was wonderful.” Smiling she left him, following the heavenly aromas to where the food waited for her. On the veranda table was a glass of wine and a sterling silver covered tray, a long stemmed red rose sat in a small vase next to it, while a single white candle provided light for her meal. He really was pampering her she thought, grinning.

  Sitting on one of the cushioned chairs she reached over to lift the cover off the tray. Though she had eaten plenty at the picnic Jason had arranged for their lunch, the swimming, the sex and all the walking had left her ravenous and she was delighted to see Chicken Masala, one of her favorite dishes, on the tray.

  Eagerly she set the cover aside and dug into the meal; it was delicious, her hunger making it taste all the more so. She ate more than was good for her but she enjoyed every morsel of it, and only when she was finally full and could eat no more did she put her fork down.

  Feeling more awake Carla sipped the last of her wine and then made her way into the bedroom, where she was gifted with the sight of a glistening Jason, a towel wrapped around his waist. She couldn’t help herself, her eyes roamed over his chiseled abs and strong chest.

  “I wish we had time for me to show you what a look like that will get you, sweetheart, but you need to get that sexy ass dressed.” Winking at her he walked into the closet and pulled out a pair of black dress pants and a dark grey dress shirt. Walking back out he laid them on the bed. “Go dry your hair, babe, I’ll lay out something for you to wear as soon as I’m dressed.”