Lora Leigh - Bound Hearts3 (6 page)

He pressed against the soft folds of her pussy, the broad head of his cock parting them, sliding against them as he paused at her vaginal entrance. He was hot and thick, tempting her, teasing her with the invasion to come. His hand reached down, moving his shaft against the sensitive flesh, running it through the thick cream that coated her.

“Jesse.” She couldn’t halt the plea that escaped her lips.

He didn’t answer her, but she felt her breath whoosh from her throat as his cock nudged into the entrance. She could feel him parting her, stretching her already. It had been so long since she had known the touch of a man. She hadn’t had sex with Thomas since just a few months after their marriage. She knew she would be tight, and his cock was broad, and more than willing to stretch the sensitive tissue there.

He pressed in tighter, retreated, then worked the head of his shaft into her again. He repeated the sensual movements, parting her greedy flesh, stretching her as she groaned and arched into the invasion.

“So hot and tight,” he whispered. “I want to enjoy each minute it takes to work my cock into you to the
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hilt, Terrie.” His words had hercunt clenching on the bulging head of his erection. “Oh yeah, baby, clench that sweetcunt on me. Fight it. Make it better, Terrie. So much better.”

His expression was a tight grimace of pleasure as he worked against the further tightening. She did as he bid, tightening on him, milking his cock as he worked another inch inside her. It was the most erotic act she had ever endured. Fighting the invasion of his hot lance as he forced his way in further.

Her hips jerked, bucked, her pussy rained its moisture over him, heating them, creating a gliding friction that was making her insane. His hands tightened on her hips, his muscles tightening as she watched through eyes half closed. His control was slipping. She could feel it. She tightened her muscles on him again, straining to force him out when everything inside her wanted him deeper.

The sensual lash of heated pressure inside her vagina was killing her. A sharp burning bite as he pressed in deeper, not even half his cock had worked its way inside her. Her thighs strained as she fought the entrance, her cries whispering past her throat now as the pleasure rocked her body.

His hands clenched on her hips, perspiration glistening on his flesh as he gritted his teeth. She rolled her hips against the hard, straining penis that rocked inside her.

Her scream shattered the thick, sensually charged atmosphere as his control snapped. He thrust hard and heavy inside her, burying his cock to the hilt as her muscles quivered around him, tightened and fought to accept the broad length suddenly filling it.

Terrie felt the warning tremors of her climax pulsing in her vagina. The hot, hard burn, the pinch of pain.

The flaring intensity of the pleasure was too much for her body to fight against. The hard, milking contractions on his cock were too much for Jesse to fight.

His elbows were braced at her shoulders as his hips began to move. His shaft retreated, only to return in a heavy, invading thrust that had her arching to him, twisting against him. Her body was no longer her own, but was controlled only by the hard, driving thrusts that rocked her, filled her world with a pleasure she knew would destroy her.

Deep, penetrating, stretching her to her limits, his cock thrust in and out, driving her to a pinnacle of such unbelievable pleasure she was screaming out for her release. Fire assailed her quaking pussy, tightened it, milked his cock until she exploded with such intensity that she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t fight the mind-boggling sensations as her orgasm raced through her body.

She was distantly aware of Jesse lunging powerfully inside her again and again, then his cry joined hers.

She felt another rippling climax tear through her as she felt the hot, hard blasts of his semen spurting inside her gripping flesh.

His lips were at her neck, caressing her flesh, hard male growls of pleasure echoing in her ears as he shuddered over her. Pulsing mini-explosions rippled over her body, through hercunt , as she trembled through the last of her powerful climax.

She was gasping for breath now, her flesh sensitized, covered with an invisible film of ultra-sensitive nerve endings that caused her body to shudder with each ragged breath that pressed her tighter against him. Weak, spent, she collapsed long moments later, dazed and uncertain as she never had been in her life.

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What had he done? Jesse lifted himself from Terrie’s spent, damp body and moved gingerly to her side as he stared down at her. Her eyes were closed, her breathing still hard, heavy. The little gold ring at her nipple trembled as she shuddered again.

Jesse sighed in self-disgust as he moved to release her from the silken bonds he had tied her with. He had lost his mind and his control, something he had never done before. The minute he had seen her eyes flash with heat, her nipples poking against his shirt, all common sense had fled. He had taken her with few preliminaries. So intent on sinking his cock inside her that nothing else had mattered.

He had broken one of his own strongest rules. Complete agreement. Complete surrender and submission from her. Complete control from him. He had taken her hard, hot, without control, reveling in her heated struggles and the hot lust in her eyes.

She didn’t move as he released her, but her eyes opened the barest bit as she watched him untie her feet. He kept a careful eye on those feet. They could be lethal when she was pissed. And she had every reason to be pissed.

“So what now?” He stared down at her, wondering if, despite the pleasure, he had just made the biggest mistake of his life.

She arched her brow. The slow, deliberately mocking move had him carefully hiding a wince. He moved back from the end of the bed carefully as her legs shifted lazily.

“You have got to be the least romantic man I have ever laid my eyes on,” she sighed. “Don’t you have to go to work or something? I want to sleep.”

He cleared his throat. “I took the morning off.”

“Why?” She frowned at him. Jesse had a feeling she was well aware of the fact that he was trying to figure out just how pissed she was. She was deliberately keeping her expression only mildly curious, giving him no hint to her feelings.

His gaze flickered over her nude body. The delicate rings piercing her flesh entranced him. Only then did he notice the one piercing the skin of her belly button as well.

“When in the hell did you get thosepiercings done?” He fought the need to cover her body and take her again, then and there.

His cock was so hard it pulsed in agony.

“About a month after I got the tattoo.” She shrugged carelessly.

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His eyes went over her body again. He didn’t see a tattoo.

“What tattoo?” He was instantly wary of the wicked glint in her eyes.

She turned over, slowly. His eyes widened. It stretched across her back. A delicate intricate vine and two graceful, open flowers just above the full globes of her buttocks.

“Do you like?” She turned her head, flexing the muscles of her ass temptingly.

Jesse felt perspiration dot his forehead. His cock was screaming for action, his hands itching to clench those tight little globes, to separate them. He shook his head, fighting for control.

“Why?” he finally asked as he fought to breathe.

She turned back over, watching him carefully.

“Tally dared me.”

He shook his head, his gaze now centered on the glistening ring at her clit. He moved closer to the bed, his mouth watering, the need to taste her nearly overwhelming.

“Tally?” he asked, wondering what the hell his secretary could have to do with this.

“Yes. Tally. Tally Raines.” The name slid through his mind with dawning horror. “We’ve been friends forever.”

He nearly lost his erection. “She’s evil,” he burst out, shaking his head as he thought of the wily, sarcastic-tongued little shrew that ruled the offices atDelacourte Electronics.

“Evil?” She tilted her head, smirking at him. “You’re just mad because she doesn’t kiss your ass and makes you do your own filing.”

He was not going to spend the rest of the morning arguing over the sharp-tongued dragon he had made the mistake of hiring last year. As soon as possible, she would be transferring to another office anyway.

He’d be damned if he would have someone in his office who could out-yell him. And damned if she couldn’t do it.

“Stay away from Tally,” he growled. “She’s dangerous.”

He picked up his clothes, dressing quickly. If he didn’t get out of the bedroom he was going to lose control again. He had to figure out what the hell had happened to his control before he even considered touching her again.

She lay there on the bed. Calm. Cool. Her hazel eyes quizzical as she watched him pull his clothes on.

She didn’t say anything, and he’d be damned if he knew what to say at this point.

“I’ll call you this evening,” he said as he tucked his shirt into his pants, glancing at her, his temper building as she watched him so calmly. She should be furious. Screaming, cursing and threatening him until hell wouldn’t have him.

“Don’t bother.” She finally shrugged. “I wasn’t looking for anything, Jesse. You started this, if you’ll
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remember. Not me.”

“Like hell I did,” he snapped as he strode back to the bed and pulled her from it as she gasped in surprise.

He had her in his arms, her gaze widening, her perfect lips parting on a gasp.

“Jesse,” she cried out, arousal and surprise vying in her voice.

“You started this the other night, Terrie,” he reminded her brutally as he fought the lust pounding through his veins. “I told you not to push me. Not to provoke something you couldn’t handle. Now I would suggest, for the time being, you stop pushing or we may both come to regret it.”

Before she could let loose with the fury of words he could see building in her expression, his lips slammed down on hers, parting them. Her tongue meeting his halfway as he pushed it past the seam of her lips. He groaned, arching her closer into his body as he ate at her, licking at her, savoring the taste of her.

They were both breathing hard when he pulled back. He knew he was damned near as dazed as she looked and once again his body shuddered as he fought for control.

“Tonight.” He was breathing hard as he set her carefully away from him. “I’ll call you tonight.”

He left the room before he lost all sanity. He was within seconds of throwing her back to the bed and fucking her again with a driving hunger he felt would never be sated. A hunger he had never known for another woman.

“Tally, hold all calls. I’m unavailable until after lunch.” Jesse entered the outer office, his eyes narrowing on the sardonic expression his secretary held.

Tally Raines was an unholy terror as far as he was concerned. The curvy, haughtily aloof Filipino watched him with what he was terribly certain was a knowing expression.

“I’ll be sure to do that,” she drawled, her cultured voice filled with amused patience. “Would you like coffee, sir?”

He paused at his office door and glanced back at her, his eyes narrowing as she watched him with superior female indulgence.

“Coffee, please,” he said coolly. “Then get me the Conover contract so I can go over it before sending it to James.”

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“It’s on your desk.” She rose gracefully from her chair, long black hair rippling down the back of her white silk blouse to touch her shapely hips. “Anything else?”

Yeah, no more bodypiercings for Terrie, he thought with a flash of temper that he tamped down.Dammit

, the woman was a menace.

“Nothing else,” he finally growled. “Bring the coffee as soon as possible.”

“Of course.” She sounded mildly surprised that he would think she would delay.

Jesse figured he might get the coffee before he left the office that evening. He grunted rudely, jerking the door open, and entered his own office. Now he knew why she drove him crazy. Terrie had to be giving her lessons.

He grimaced as he took his seat behind his desk and flipped open the file waiting on him. Lucian Conover was an old friend; part of the exclusive group that had begun back in college. Not that any of them had been moronic enough to name the group. He did know he had broken one of the cardinal rules, though. Control. Complete control. Only her pleasure mattered. Only her complete, mindless surrender to the pleasure was the goal. Not his.

He pushed his fingers wearily through his hair, frowning down at the papers before him as he fought to make sense of what had happened. Fought to try to at least understand how he had managed to land himself in this predicament. Never in his entire adult life, certainly not since admitting to himself the extreme pleasure he gained from his sexual lifestyle, had he lost control like this.

“Oh dear. Did you find a problem with the contracts?” Tally’s smooth voice cut through his musings as she set the steaming cup of coffee at the side of the desk.

“Contracts are fine.” He lifted the edge of the paper he was staring down at. “Thank you for the coffee, Tally. I’ll call you if I need you.”

“You have messages.” Her voice was insistent.

Jesse lifted his head, turning it until he could gaze up at her with level patience. Dealing with Tally demanded patience.

Her dark brown eyes danced with amusement, her lips tilting into a smirk that had him narrowing his eyes in suspicion.

“What?” he asked her carefully.

“Messages.” She laid the papers beside the cup of coffee, still watching him, the smirk firmly in place.

“Thank you,” he growled. “You can go now, Tally.”