Jennifer's Lion

by Lizzie Lynn Lee

  Seemingly inspired by his own words, Cyeon unhooked the clasps of her bra and took it off. He cupped her breasts and squeezed them gently. Jen fought back a moan.

  Her nipples hardened in an instant. Morsels of pleasure burst in her sex. Especially when he deliberately brushed her nipples with his fingers. Lust engulfed her in one smooth swoop.

  “Very responsive. Nice,” he purred. “I love passionate women. Now let’s take the rest off.”

  Her knees weakened as Cyeon unzipped her capri pants. They fell around her ankles with a soft whisper. Her cotton panties were next. Cyeon paused. His gaze glued on the juncture of her thighs.

  “You shave?” he asked.

  Jen swallowed hard, embarrassed beyond anything. “Hygienic reasons.”

  Cyeon laughed. “I love it.” With a swift move, he captured her clit and rolled it between his fingers.

  Her face burned hotter. What he did sent a shockwave of pleasure through her.

  Her pussy clenched and creamed. Jen cursed silently. She had never been easily turned-on like this before. Not even when she slept with Seth. The first few times had been rough. She thought it was because she was a virgin. But no matter what Seth did to get her excited in bed, he had never gotten her into the groove.

  Unlike this man.

  All Cyeon needed was to touch her and she became horny like a bitch in heat.

  Holy hell. What is fucking wrong with me?

  Cyeon released her clit and dragged the tip of his fingers, skimming her generous curves. A jolt of electric thrill shivered from the base of her spine. The ache between her thighs intensified, almost to the point of embarrassment. She moistened luxuriously and dripped juice on her inner thighs.

  “Get in the tub,” he ordered. His voice sounded huskier than before.

  When Jen caught his gaze, she was surprised to see burning lust in his eyes.

  Cyeon looked like he wanted to devour her in one bite. Shaking off her arousal, she swung her leg and stepped into the tub. She sat. The water came to her belly and was heated to just the right temperature. Cyeon grabbed a bar of soap, cleaning her like no one had ever done before, including her mom, when she was little. He worked meticulously, washing her hair and scrubbing every inch of her body. When he announced he was done, she was so clean she squeaked.

  Cyeon rose and grabbed a towel from the cabinet. “Stand.”

  Jen obeyed without a peep. She gripped the edge of the sink as Cyeon systematically dried her body. It felt weird having someone paying that kind of attention to her. And Cyeon did it so lovingly, which made it weirder. She barely knew the guy. But so far, everything he did felt just right. As if everything was meant to be.

  She didn’t feel the same with Seth.

  The man who attempted to murder her.

  She tried to push the thoughts away to the back of her mind. She couldn’t.

  Something bugged the hell out of her. Two weeks after Seth had proposed, he had wanted her to sign life insurance papers, with him as the beneficiary. Seth called it a safety net, since they were going to get married and build their future together. She signed it, since he had also taken out another policy on himself, with her as the beneficiary. Nothing fishy about that. She believed Seth was just doing the right thing.

  What did she know about financial planning? Besides, she was a kindergarten teacher, and Seth was the successful banker.

  Would he be willing to kill her for a five-million-dollar policy? She had seen people kill others for a lot less.

  Jen clenched her teeth. The bitter reality sank into her brain. She blinked. A shard of pain lanced through her heart.

  Had he planned everything from the start?

  Had he, really?

  When she thought of how they’d met in the first place, it did seem kind of artificial. Banking where he worked, one day out of the blue Seth approached her, and asked her for a date, as she sat in the mortgage specialist’s office, to refinance her home.

  Back then, she’d nearly swooned, that a man like Seth was even interested in her. He was good-looking, soft-spoken, highly cultured, not to mention stinking rich too, since his uncle owned the bank and paid him an insane amount of money to work there. A real catch. She had been so over the moon, that during the first two months they had been together, she’d failed to realize the little things that now seemed out of place.

  For one, Seth had never introduced her to his family, whom he claimed were a tight bunch. She had never even been to Seth’s home. He had practically moved in with her just after they’d slept together for the first time, telling her he was totally in love with her, and he couldn’t stand being apart from her for a moment. And, after they married, he’d move her into the family mansion.

  Had it all been nothing but a lie? Was Seth really not the man he claimed to be?

  As much as she hated to admit it, Cyeon was right. The more she thought, she knew nothing about Seth Richards. He could have known all of her information, because she banked with him, and vetted her as a potential target. She had clean credit, and had recently inherited a large family estate in the Alps. Since she hadn’t gotten along with her mother, and having been estranged with her side of the family for years, the inheritance had come as a surprise, making her a perfect victim for this kind of scheme.

  Jen felt so stupid.

  So fucking stupid.

  Cyeon seemed to notice as she struggled to fight back her tears. “Hey, what’s wrong? Did I scrub too hard?”

  She quickly shook her head. “It’s nothing.”

  “Talk to me.” Cyeon turned her around and embraced her.

  Her gasp stalled in her throat when her bare skin pressed against his. Her nipples grazed his chest. Warmth radiated from him.

  “What’s wrong, babe?” Cyeon asked. He rubbed her back, sending delicious shivers down her spine.

  She didn’t know what to say. She was bummed about Seth. And horny too, because of this man. It was all so confusing.

  “Hey, talk to me.” Cyeon tugged her chin up.

  The intensity in his eyes surprised her. He seemed concerned about her well-being. The invisible lump in her throat made it impossible to talk. “It’s nothing,” she croaked.

  His eyes narrowed. “I would never hurt you.” He caressed her cheek and brushed his thumb over her lips. “I want to protect you.”

  Something deep inside turned sentimental from his declaration. How chivalrous of him. She was hopelessly romantic, as mushy things always melted her heart. It had been the same when Seth had told her he had fallen in love with her at first sight, and that she was his soul mate. Considering how different their social backgrounds were, she remembered thinking that dreams in fact, did come true. She had always wanted a perfect gentleman, but she should have also known if something seemed too good to be true, it probably was.

  “Do you think my fiancé really wants to kill me?” she whispered.

  She saw a wan smile tug at the corner of Cyeon’s mouth. “You wouldn’t be the first. People have been doing that for years, and for numerous reasons. Trapped in a marriage. Inheritance. Insurance policy. Greed.”

  “You seem to know an awful,” she said dryly. His statement quickly hit home.

  “You think I’m just a simple country boy?” Cyeon laughed. “I went to Harvard, you know. Under a different name, of course. Most people can’t pronounce our names right.”

  She blinked. “Harvard?”

  “But I like it here. There’s no place like home.” Cyeon grabbed her hand. He plucked off the engagement ring from her finger and threw it in the sink. “Forget about him. A true gentleman would never give his fiancé a fake ring.”

  Fake ring? Seth told her he couldn’t decide between buying a new car or proposing to her properly. He’d chosen the latter he’d said, because he was head-over-heels for her. Cold anger frothed in her chest. What other lies had Seth forced down her throat?

  “He doesn’t deserve you. You’re be better off without him.” Cyeon leaned
closer.

  “I’ll help you forget about him.”

  He purred, then brushed his lips over hers. Cyeon kissed her. Gently. Jen wanted to melt instantly in his arms. The impact of his kiss caught her by surprise. Fevered heat rushed through her veins. Her nipples went hard. Her pussy clenched, wanting to be filled.

  Holy hell. What is happening to me?

  Cyeon groaned and deepened his kiss. He palmed her face and opened her mouth with his tongue. He slid in. Demanding. She became lost in his kiss. Before long, she found herself responding to his kiss, nearly feral with lust.

  “Jesus, baby.” Cyeon sucked in a deep breath. “You’re so addictive.” His hand slid to her ass, kneading, groping her, as if it would kill him if he didn’t.

  Her heartbeat accelerated again. She felt his cock growing hard against her. He ground his pelvis against hers with every stroke of his tongue. She closed her eyes.

  Cyeon was…huge.

  He trailed butterfly kisses behind her ear, the side of her jaw, her neck. She shivered with delight. Every stroke of his tongue felt like a firebrand searing her skin and reeling her into a deeper ecstasy. He slid his hands to her breasts and kneaded them. She tensed. His fingers pinched her nipples, rolling and tugging, so that each friction jolted an exquisite pleasure straight to her pussy.

  Oh god. She heaved. The sensations were sinfully good.

  Cyeon released her breast and slipped his hand between her thighs. He hummed with pleasure when he found her soaking wet. “Nice,” he said. “Just the way I like it.”

  “Cyeon…” she gasped when he stroked and parted her pussy lips. One of his fingers found her entrance. She tensed when he pushed a finger inside her. Her cunt contracted and clasped around his digit.

  “So tight.” Cyeon groaned. Sweat beaded his temples. “Fuck. Are you a virgin?”

  Her face flushed hot. “No,” she answered in a small voice.

  “So damn tight. So damn wet. Love it.” Cyeon fucked her with his finger. Slow at first, but when she panted, he quickened his strokes. “I want to see you come first—

  before I fuck you with my cock.”

  “I…” She fidgeted.

  “Look at me,” he demanded. “And don’t close your eyes.”

  “Cyeon…” Her words got lost. He pushed his finger deeply, until his palm mashed against her swollen pussy lips. His thumb found her clit and rubbed it in small circles. Bursts of ecstasy exploded in her depths. She quickly clawed his shoulders.

  Unbelievable. She was shocked at the intensity of pleasure, especially when he curved his finger, hitting a special spot in her; one that she hadn’t even known existed: her G-spot. The pleasure hurled back by a thousand fold. “Cyeon…”

  “Good?” He kissed her mouth roughly. “Now come for me.”

  She mewled when he finger-fucked her harder. The combination between the rubbing on her clit and the fast, sharp strokes in her pussy quickly teetered her on the precipice of a climax. Her body tensed.

  “Don’t close your eyes!” They snapped open. “Good girl. Look at me when you come.”

  He stroked faster. The pleasure buzzed like the flight of a million bees. She couldn’t hold on any longer and surrendered. Her climax hit her hard. Unmerciful.

  “Jesus, you’re so beautiful,” Cyeon murmured at the height of her orgasm. “So fucking beautiful…” His gaze never left her as she drowned in a thick torrent of pleasure. Her pussy spasmed around his finger, milking it. Cyeon let out a savage grin.

  “Perfect. Do this when I fuck you with my cock.” He withdrew his finger and patted her playfully. “Now turn around.”

  Still high on endorphins, Jen felt shaky when she did what he ordered. She leaned against the sink as she heard the soft rustle of Cyeon undressing. A heartbeat later, he spooned her from behind. All of her nerves jumped alive when she felt his body against hers. His fevered skin. The throbbing cock that rested on the small of her back. His pubic hair coarse against her skin. And his shaft…

  God. That thing felt…how big exactly?

  Curious, she looked over her shoulder to see. Cyeon ambushed her with a kiss midway. She went breathless. The kiss was scorching hot. Just like his cock. She almost panted when he broke the kiss.

  “Brace yourself,” he told her. He arranged her hands to grip the edge of the sink.

  “Good. Hold on tight.” He nudged the back of her legs, pushing them wide open.

  Something hot and hard slipped between her legs and grazed her pussy lips. His cock was trapped deliciously between her thighs.

  Jen looked down and saw the tip of his cock peeking under her clitoris. She felt his glorious length between her thighs. His granite-hard shaft pulsed, slicked with her abundant juices. Every nerve in her body screamed with manic need, wanting him.

  Nuts. She took a deep breath. She had never been this wanton before. Self-control was her best virtue, but now it seemed she had lost it all.

  This manlion had turned her world upside down.

  Cyeon licked the shell of her ear, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine.

  “Stay still,” he whispered hoarsely. “Make me wet with your cream.”

  He seized her hips, gripping her tightly. He tugged and pulled in agonizingly slow motion, his whole magnificent length sliding against her pussy lips.

  Good lord. She couldn’t believe the sensation. It was just too sweet for words.

  She felt him. His veined shaft. The smooth silkiness of his skin. His heat. Her labia became sensitive to the grinding of his shaft. She creamed more.

  Cyeon apparently noticed it. “Nice.” He paused and grabbed her thigh, lifting it.

  “I need to fuck you now.”

  He positioned his cock at her entrance and thrust.

  Jen had to scream. His cock speared her open, forcing her to accept him whole.

  The penetration ripped her last strand of sanity. Cyeon was big. She gasped, trying to fill her lungs with much needed air. Too damn fucking big. She couldn’t…he was too…

  Cyeon swore. “You sure you’re not a virgin?” His voice was a mixture of amusement and frustration.

  “No.” Jen heaved. She had only slept with one man in her whole life, and Seth wasn’t exactly well-endowed. She felt as if she had been split in half. In a good way.

  And it was nerve-wracking good.

  “Hmm.” A growl of satisfaction escaped from his lungs. “Baby, I can’t begin to tell you how good this feels. Sweet fucking Jesus.” He tugged and pushed, working his way in several times before he finally slammed home, burying himself balls-deep.

  Jen bit her lip. The pleasure had robbed her of thought, the sinful pleasure of the burrowing heat in her pussy. His cock throbbed in her depths. Hard. Unsated.

  Ravenous for what was to come.

  “You okay?” he breathed onto her cheek.

  She nodded giddily.

  “Hurt?”

  “No.”

  “Good?”

  God. It was beyond good. She whimpered.

  Cyeon chortled as if he took her answer as a “yes”. “How about now?” His grip tightened as he pulled his cock almost all the way out. Just before his cockhead left her opening, he thrust back in slowly as if he wanted to relive the initial penetration.

  She swooned from the sensation.

  He did it again, slower than before. Her pussy desperately clenched on his granite-hard shaft, but he was too slick and wet, the impact intensified the sensations by tenfold. She couldn’t believe it. She had never thought sex could be this good.

  Cyeon whispered behind her ear, “You like it?”

  She nodded.

  “Say it.”

  “I love it.”

  A low growl reverberated, too feral to be human. “Good. ‘Cause I love having you like this. When I saw you out there, I just knew you’re the one. I must have you.”

  He pulled and thrust. “Claim you.”

  I’m the one? Jen tried to wade through thousands of pleasures, digesti
ng what he meant, but her train of thought disappeared when Cyeon picked up his pace. He pulled out. Rammed in. Faster. Harder. He fucked her in a series of harsh strokes. Bursts of pleasure exploded one after another, making it hard for her to breathe. Cyeon plucked and rolled her clit as fast as he fucked her. Jen panted. The combination of his thrusts and the way he played with her clit drove her to the edge. Every savage stroke, rough pull, every friction delivered jolts of ecstasy to her nerve endings, dragging her close to the ultimate rapture.

  Cyeon growled and battered her pussy with a torrent of rough, branding thrusts.

  She had to shout. A violent climax ambushed her.

  Savage and pure.

  Her body quaked from head to toe as her mind swam to oblivion. When she floated back to reality, the first thing she noticed was Cyeon’s cock still hard inside her.

  His breath labored and his body was covered with sweat.

  “God, baby,” he panted in her ear. His hands kneaded her breasts. “You’re so good to me. Oh fuck.” His voice was strained with lust as her pussy hiccupped around his unsated shaft. Cyeon kissed the back of her shoulder and withdrew his cock from her before he carried her back to the bedroom.

  Jen watched him in wonder as Cyeon laid her on the bed. He was still hard. He wasn’t satisfied. Cyeon crawled on top of her, spreading her legs. His cock brushed her swollen pussy lips. She instinctively opened herself wider to accept him. He smiled at her eagerness. He braced one elbow on the side of her head while his free hand found her pussy. Cyeon kissed her mouth. Hot and greedy.

  “Let’s see how wet you are…” Cyeon petted her cunt and slipped two fingers into her dripping heat. “Shit. Fucking wet. Perfect.”

  She moaned as he stroked her faster. Her pussy contracted around his fingers, missing the way his cock fucked her.

  He kissed her again. “Look at me when I take you.”

  Their gazes clashed. Her heart skipped a beat the moment she stared into his eyes. Cyeon looked so heart-wrenchingly stunning, even when he sweated and had tousled hair. She wrapped her arms around his neck and stole a quick kiss from him.

  Cyeon grunted in pleasure and mauled back.

  “Good girl.” He pulled out his finger and ventured lower.