Page 49 of Unbound Boxset

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous. Now, lie back and spread your legs.”

She blinked at him, torn between years of restraint and her need to give him everything he asked for. As if he knew the inner battle that waged, he took a step toward the bed and loomed over her.

“Let yourself go, love. I’m not going to hurt you.” A wicked glint danced in his gaze. “Unless you want me to.”

A primal thrill speared her belly at his threat. She sensed the erotic dominance and ached to surrender. Julianna lay back on the pillows and spread her legs wide. He murmured his approval and took off his clothes. She felt his dark, hungry gaze probe every inch of her naked body, and then he was lying on the bed next to her.

“Very nice.” His approval flushed her skin a dark red as she let him drink his fill. He fanned her long dark hair out on the pillow, then coasted his hands lightly down her body. She flinched as her nipples pushed against the gentle touch for more, but he kept moving downward, caressing her soft belly, thighs, under her knees, all the way to the soles of her feet. Then back up his fingers glided, to rest on her inner thighs. She tightened with need and anticipation, but he only pushed her legs apart wider, so her pussy opened. Julianna moaned and felt her juices drip, and her clit throb for attention.

“You have a beautiful pussy,” he whispered darkly, taking one finger to part the folds of her lips to reveal her clit. “Pink and wet, perfect for my tongue to massage. But you didn’t wait for me tonight, did you, Julianna? You took your own fingers and pleasured yourself, so you have to be punished first. You’re going to have a long time to wait before I give you satisfaction.”

“Jack—”

“Shhh, no talking. Do what I say. Now, let me suck on these gorgeous breasts.”

Keeping her legs wide open but avoiding her center completely, he eased to the side and gave her breasts full attention. His breath teased one crown while his fingers massaged the other one. Julianna sank deeper and deeper into a pit of hellfire, every inch of her body sensitized and waiting for his touch. He used one thumb to flick her nipple back and forth, while his tongue circled and played gently with the other. She arched upward, desperate to grind her pussy against his hard thigh for some relief, but he used one muscled leg to lock her in place. Still, he played with her breasts, taking the tight tips into his mouth to suck hard, scrape his teeth, and then soothe with his tongue.

“Oh, please, Jack, please⁠—”

He gave a low laugh of pleasure, then shifted his weight and moved downward. “Oh, I will. You taste like vanilla ice cream. I’m going to lick every last inch of you but not your pussy. You’ll have to wait.”

Sanity began to fade as he tasted the sensitive curve of her neck, dipped his tongue into her navel, nibbled on her public bone. Still, he kept her legs splayed and gave her no relief, just his hot breath stirring her swollen flesh as he explored her thighs and ran his tongue close to her aching heat.

“Tell me what you want,” he demanded, as he kept her bucking hips down in a punishing hold.

She stumbled over the words. “Please lick me.”

He lifted his head. His lip quirked in a sexy smile. “You can do better. Let yourself go and tell me exactly what you want.”

Her verbal and physical constraints burst forward in a flood of erotic need. “Make me come, oh, God, Jack, please.”

“Very nice.”

He took his fingers and held apart her swollen lips. Bent forward. Breathed hard on her engorged folds. Then dipped his head.

His wet tongue surged forward and licked her clit. She cried out as he used a steady pressure that slowly increased, swirling his tongue around and around as his fingers thrust hard and deep. The pressure on her clit and the driving force of his fingers drove her mad, and her head thrashed from side to side in an agony of pleasure. Suddenly, the orgasm ripped through her and she screamed, her hips bucking against his mouth as he kept the pressure on and kept kissing her through the convulsions.

Her body jumped and shook in the aftershock, and then she heard the sound of ripping as he sheathed himself with a condom. He rose over her like a wild stallion, his erection pulsing between her wet thighs. Julianna squeezed her eyes shut and waited, but he made no further moves. She panted in sheer frustration and arched up.

“Ask me.”

Oh, she burned with such shame and hunger, aching for all of him. Her eyes flew open. “Please,” she whispered, not caring any longer.

The tip of his cock teased her entrance. Suddenly, his hands roughly cupped her cheeks, forcing her to meet his gaze. Those eyes shone with hunger. “Say it the way I want.”

Need wracked her body. “Put your cock inside me now,” she urged. “Take me hard.”

With a satisfied murmur, he surged forward and buried himself to the hilt. Julianna gasped at the tightness and her body struggled to accept him after all the years without a man. She instinctively tried to push him away, but he soothed her with gentle caresses and waited for her body to release. Soon, her inner muscles softened, accepting the enormous size of him, and she relaxed, his body pressing her deep into the mattress.

He moved slow at first, getting her body used to the fullness, but Julianna felt the pleasure steadily build again as her body milked him with her juices. He cursed under his breath, something dirty, and she arched, her feet hooked tightly around his hips. He slid completely out of her, caressed her sensitive nub, then surged back. The pace built until Julianna was again at the edge of orgasm, desperate for the relief only his cock could give her. She urged him for more, but he laughed low and kept teasing her, wringing strangled cries from her lips as she strained for release.

His hands tweaked her hard nipples. His cock drove harder and harder. He reached between them and pinched the sensitive bud, and then she was coming hard, screaming his name. He muttered in satisfaction, and she heard a hoarse shout as he joined her. Sated and exhausted, darkness edged her vision. He pulled her close, his skin warm and damp. The earthy scent of sex and man drifted to her nostrils.

Even though she craved his closeness, Julianna pushed against his chest but he ignored her, pinning her against him with one heavy thigh until she was surrounded by blistering heat and hair-roughened skin. The comfort burned through her protests and she surrendered.

She drifted to sleep, his name still lingering on her lips.

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