Inferno Anthology (39 page)

Jack squeezed my hand I turned my head to find him watching me. For a split second I was embarrassed that I was visibly aroused, but then I heard another loud smack and I forgot everything else except for the couple in front of me. Master continued his punishment with another round of alternating smacks and licks and after the fifth paddle Faith’s ass was bright red and I would have sworn the color on her ass matched my face. I was completely turned on and couldn’t tear my gaze away as Master finished the sixth paddle and again positioned himself behind Faith’s ass, ramming into her with one deep long plunge, then slamming in and out of her relentlessly until he earned a high-pitched squeal; then he abruptly pulled out once more and circled the table in search of Faith’s mouth.

I forgot where I was as I watched Faith hungrily swallow her Master’s long hard cock and he punishingly fucked her mouth until he erupted in a ferocious growl and pulled out just in time for us to watch as he emptied himself all over her face and into her hungry, wanting mouth. For a moment I forgot that I was watching a live movie being filmed, until someone yelled, “cut,” and people quickly scurried onto the set.

I forced myself out of my daze and looked over at Jack, hoping he hadn’t noticed how transfixed I had become. No such luck. Jack was watching me like a hawk. In fact, I was pretty sure from looking at him that he had been watching me for a while. At first I couldn’t bring myself to look into Jack’s eyes. The haze of my arousal was lifting and embarrassment was seeping in. But I forced my eyes to his and found his pale green eyes dark with desire. “My office. Now.”

Oh geez, what had I done? I had forced him to bring me there and now I had embarrassed myself. Jack said a few curt words to the director and took my hand, leading me out of the set and into the waiting elevator. He stood behind me and tightened his grip on my hand as the doors closed. “I’ve never seen anything so incredible in my life. “ His voice was low and husky. I felt the need to respond, but couldn’t. Luckily the elevator moved fast.

Jack led me to his office in a fury, never letting go of my hand. Inside, he pulled me around the front of his desk and lifted me so that I was sitting on the edge. “Watching you get aroused watching them was fucking torture. You are so fucking beautiful and I need to be inside you right this minute.” Jack pushed my skirt up and ripped my panties from my body in one fluid movement.

He freed his massive erection and speared himself into me with such carnal desperation that I almost orgasmed before he even began to move. I was soaked with arousal and he growled as he pumped ferociously in and out of me. I knew how he felt; being inside me was something he desperately needed more than the air we breathed. I felt the exact same way.

Jack pulled his face back to look at me, never breaking his hasty rhythm. “I need to watch you. Come for me, baby.”

His words were all I needed. It took less than five minutes for us both to spiral out of control and I felt his thick cum rush inside of me, throwing me deeper and harder into orgasmic bliss.

Jack held me as we fell to the floor together, breathless and panting. I had never cum so hard or so fast before and my body twitched as it sought to regain its control.

Even though Jack’s penthouse was only a twenty minute drive away, I fell asleep in the car on the trip home. The entire day was swirling around in my head and I was emotionally and physically exhausted. I woke as Jack picked me up out of the car in the underground garage and carried me to the elevator. Normally, I wouldn’t have been comfortable with being carried, but Jack made it seem like he was carrying feathers and I was too exhausted to argue with him. Instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck and snuggled into his chest.

The next morning I woke up and found Jack where I normally found him, busy at work in his office. He was on the phone, but didn’t take his eyes off of me as I stood in the doorway. He motioned for me to sit on his lap as he spoke and I dutifully complied.

“Yes, go ahead, I’m fine with that. See if you can get him down ten, but go with it either way. Listen, I have something important that just fell into my lap that I need to deal with, so call me after it’s done.”

I smiled innocently and pointed to myself, pretending to be unsure if I was that something important that just fell into his lap.

His eyes never left mine as he nodded. “Whatever, I don’t really care right now. Just deal with it.” He hung up.

I swung one leg over him so that I was straddling him, my feet dangling from the chair. “Good morning,” I swooned coyly.

“Sleep good?” Jack kissed my forehead.

I nodded.

“Good. We should talk about yesterday.” Jack’s business voice was back.

“Okaaay,” I said clearly tentative on the topic.

“Are you okay with everything?” His voice was softer.

“I think so.” I wasn’t lying, I thought I was, but I hadn’t allowed myself to really process the whole day. I needed time to really think about it all before I knew if I was okay with it all.

“Do you have any questions you want me to answer?”

Probably tons of them, but all except one escaped me that moment. “Did you sleep with Jenna?”

I saw Jack’s jaw tense and I knew the answer before he even spoke. “Yes. But it was a long time ago. It didn’t mean anything. There’s been nobody since I met you.”

“Nobody since you met me in Hawaii, or nobody since we got back together?” I was thoroughly surprised by his answer.

His answer was fast. “Nobody since I met you in Hawaii.”

My heart fluttered in my chest at his response. I wanted to end the conversation and forget everything else existed. But I needed to know more. “She still wants you.” A statement, not a question.

“No, we are just friends and she works for me.”

Did he really not see that she wanted him? “She wants you.”

“She’s just protective and has an aggressive personality.”

That’s putting it lightly. “What does she do for you?” A loaded question.

“She’s my sales manager. She sells the films into large chains and manages the sales team.”

“Oh.” His response surprised me. With her over the top sultry sex kitten appearance, I’d thought she was in films.

Jack knew exactly what I was thinking from my response. “She was in films. She retired and works behind the scenes now.”

She couldn’t be more than thirty. “Retired? So young?”

“She probably did sixty or seventy films. She’s a legend in the business.”

I felt my stomach turn. That was more than I needed to know. Immediately I felt insecure and nervous. I knew Jack had been with a lot of women, but I hadn’t let myself think of the level of expertise that the women he had been with had. My only experience before Jack was Michael. I must have seemed inexperienced and awkward to Jack.

The man truly could read my mind. He gently pushed my hair behind my ear and lifted my chin to force me to look him in the eyes. “No one has ever made me feel like you do, Syd. There is no comparison, so get that shit out of your mind. Now.”

“How do you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Know what I’m thinking all the time.”

“It’s important to me, so I pay attention.” He wrapped his arms around my waist.

There was no way to respond to that, so I decided to hug him tight instead. To show him how important he was to me too.

I
had really thought I was okay with all that I’d learned about Jack’s business for a few days. Then I went back to my apartment by myself and had a chance to really think about it. I had fooled myself into thinking it wasn’t a big deal and that I could move forward. But it only took a half day away from Jack and another voicemail on my answering machine from Michael for my head to start spinning.

I remembered how aroused I had been watching the couple act out their scene at Jack’s office. We had both exploded with such carnal need that we’d practically ran to find privacy so we could satisfy our craving. What happens when I am not there? I remembered the way the women all looked at Jack, like they wanted to eat him alive, especially Jenna. It would be so easy for him to have whoever he wanted, a woman with experience who knew how to satisfy a man. Being with me hadn’t even been enough for Michael, and he didn’t have porn stars available at his beck and call.

For the first time since I met him, I was glad that Jack was gone on a business trip and wouldn’t be back until the next night. I needed some time to think and clear my head. Being around him just made everything seem so easy and natural, like it was just him and me against the world, and no one else existed. But that wasn’t reality. I had walked around with blinders on for a long time with Michael, and I couldn’t allow myself to be blind again. It hurt too much when it ended.

I sorted through my mail, exchanged a few texts with Sienna, and decided to call my mom before I had to get ready for work. She had left me another message a few days ago, but I was at Jack’s and had completely forgotten to call her back. We talked for a while about her book club, Dad’s latest wood project, and how I was adjusting in the city. I hadn’t planned on mentioning Jack, because I didn’t want to worry her. I knew she had been worried about me after my breakup with Michael, and I figured it was better not to mention that I was spending almost all of my free time with a man that she would assume was a rebound.

“I was starting to think I was going to have to send out a search party for you, dear.”

“I’m sorry, Mom, I was out and didn’t pick up the message until this morning.” Half a lie was better than a full lie.

“I called three days ago. Were you traveling for a show?” Damn it, I had forgotten that Mom didn’t miss anything. I needed to be more careful.

“Ummm, no. I was at a friend’s.”

“Siennas?”

“Ummm, no.” Why couldn’t I be a better liar? Some people didn’t even have to think of a lie, they just opened their mouths and lies came out fluently.

“Did you make some new friends?” Crap. She wasn’t going to stop until she got an explanation.

“No, Mom. I met someone. I wasn’t going to mention it because it is so new.” If you counted Hawaii, it had been almost two months already, so new wasn’t exactly the truth.

“Oh.” I knew how my mother worked. When she wanted more information, she would say, “Oh.” And me, being the type of person I was, would not be able to take the awkward silence that ensued and would vomit an explanation. But I wasn’t planning to give on the subject of Jack.

”Yes, Mom. I just don’t want to talk about it yet.”

“Oh.”

Damn her. “I don’t want you to worry about me, Mom. I’m fine.”

“So I should be worried about the new man you are seeing?”

Yes, Mom, he makes pornos and has control issues
. “No, Mom, I didn’t mean that you should worry.”

“Oh.”

God damn it, I needed to get out myself out of her web.

“What I meant was, I knew you would worry about me being in a relationship so soon after what happened with Michael.”

“Of course I worry about you, honey, that’s what mom’s are supposed to do. So it’s more than dating then? You’re in a relationship?”

Shit, now I’d worried her and put her into full on interrogation mode. I had no choice but to tell her something to make her feel better.

“Yes, Mom. His name is Jack and he is very good to me.” I breathed out a sign of relief as I finally spoke the truth.

“Where did you meet him?”

Shit, shit. I was completely unprepared for that one. “I met him at work, Mom.” I was too mortified to tell my mother than I’d met a man on what was supposed to be my honeymoon.

“Oh, so you work with him?”

From the frying pan to the fire. “Sort of. Look, Mom, my doorbell just buzzed. I have to run.”

“Okay, but I am thinking of coming down for a weekend. Maybe next weekend?”

Oh God, what have I done?
“Sure, mom. Call me during the week. I have to run.”

I kicked myself as I got ready for work for not being better prepared for my call with my mom. I had her worried and was going to be subjected to grueling in-person interrogation.

The night went by fast and the club was pretty quiet for a Thursday. It was almost midnight and we were on our final song when I caught him staring at me from his seat at the bar. Michael. What the hell was the asshole doing at the club? I looked away, but it was too late, he knew that I saw him. I finished up and he wasted no time in making his way to the stage.