Swept Away: Resolution Part 6

"You're killing me." He groaned.

"I'm sorry," I said, feeling anything but sorry, and moved up to kiss his lips. "And I know about blindfolds because I'm a bit of a s.e.xual expert," I said against his lips. "I once wrote an article for Playboy about the ten s.e.xiest movies ever made, and I had to watch a lot of almost-p.o.r.n."

"You just get s.e.xier." He sucked on my lower lip. "Anytime you want to write another article for Playboy, just let me know. s.h.i.t, even better if it's for Hustler." He groaned.

"You wish. And Playboy didn't even publish the article." I laughed and shook my head. "I ended up publishing it myself on a movie blog and got over ten thousand views. A lot of college guys were posting the link to the article on Facebook because they loved this one clip I showed from this seriously s.e.xy French film. It made me more than a thousand dollars." I smiled as I remembered how happy I'd been that month.

"French films are deliciously risque. The French are not ashamed of their bodies or s.e.x," Jakob said.

"I know. The movie was so hot." I laughed and ran my hands along his jawline. "It was about this girl that was sleeping with her best friend's dad while she was actually dating the brother."

"Whoa, what?" he said, his voice shocked.

"She was dating the best friend's brother and then started hooking up with the best friend's dad, who was also into candle play and spanking. And he brought her into his secret world of s.e.x clubs and swapping and stuff."

"Sounds kinky."

"Oh, it was," I said softly, and ran my fingers across my b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

"Maybe we can watch it together sometime."

"Maybe." I laughed and then groaned. "I'm never going to write for the New York Times, am I? Not while reviewing almost-p.o.r.n movies about girls hooking up with their best friend's dad."

"You can be whatever you want to be, Bianca London," he said, his voice suddenly serious. "And trust me, most art house movies are p.o.r.n in disguise, so you're well on your way to the top."

"Right now, there's only one thing I want to be on top of. And that is you."

"Right now, all I want is for you to be the woman riding me. I'm ready for a gallop." He moved beneath me. "I'm ready to go all night long."

"You're always ready to go all night long," I said, and repositioned myself on top of him, his hardness planted firmly between my legs.

"Yeah, you can be the rider tonight, and maybe tomorrow I can be the cowboy."

"Cowboy?"

"I'm good with ropes, remember?" He smiled up at me. "I wouldn't mind showing you some of my tricks to thank you for your riding lesson tonight."

"Tomorrow is the masquerade ball," I said out of nowhere. "I can't believe it is here already. I'm a little scared of what's going to happen."

"It's the annual Bradley Ball." Jakob shrugged, though his eyes never left my face. "It's innocent enough. I'm surprised that you agreed to go."

"Steve and Rosie want us to go. They want me to meet someone. I told them I'm not going anywhere without you." I stared at him intensely. "You know I wouldn't go without you, right? You know that I trust you implicitly, no matter how stupid my actions may be sometimes. I trust you with my life."

His hands stilled on my hips, and his expression grew cold. "I don't want to hear you saying things like that. Your life is not in danger."

"It felt like it was when I was with Rosie and Steve," I said quietly, still remembering the dread that had filled me.

"And you're just now telling me this?" he said angrily.

"I didn't know how to bring it up." I made a move to undo his blindfold, and he grunted.

"Not yet." He shook his head. "f.u.c.k me first, and then we'll talk."

"Who do you think you are, telling me what to do?"

"I think I'm the guy that's driving you crazy. I think I'm the guy that needs to feel you rocking your hips back and forth as you bounce up and down on my hard c.o.c.k like some s.e.xy cowgirl. I think you're the girl that's going to scream out as you o.r.g.a.s.m in ecstasy."

"You really have this s.e.xy talk down, don't you?" I groaned as I got back onto his lap and rubbed myself on his hardness.

"You have the s.e.xy moves and I have the s.e.xy talk." He grunted. "I told you we were a perfect match." His voice was raspy, and I could feel his body tensing as I reached down and positioned his c.o.c.k between my legs. I started moving back and forth so that the tip of his c.o.c.k was rubbing my c.l.i.t and I could feel my juices wetting him. "You're so s.e.xy, Bianca." He groaned, and I looked down at his blindfolded face with a smile on my face. His jawline looked chiseled, and he was sporting an afternoon shadow. I reached down and ran my fingers across the soft bristles on his jaw and then leaned down and kissed him on the lips hard. I moved back slowly and I felt his c.o.c.k inching inside of me at the same time that I pushed my tongue into his mouth. I brushed my b.r.e.a.s.t.s back and forth on his chest, enjoying the feel of his chest hair against my nipples. I moved my body up and brushed my nipples across his lips, and I laughed as he tried to lick and suck on them. However, I moved back down quickly, and he groaned.

"You're a tease." He groaned as his c.o.c.k slipped out of me, and I continued moving back and forth on him. I was driving us both crazy with my moves.

"No such thing as a tease that gives you what you want," I said, and moved back on him roughly, grabbing his hardness and guiding him inside of me, before I started moving up and down on him in a rotating motion. I could hear Jakob breathing deeply beneath me, and he started moving his hips in a circular motion in time with my body. I could see the vein in his throat pulsating, and his hands were clenched as he climbed the mountain with me.

"Don't stop," he muttered as I slowed my movements, and I heard the clinking of metal against the table as he tried to move his hand. "Bianca, undo the handcuff."

"Why?" I said throatily, my vision blurring as my o.r.g.a.s.m was reaching breaking point. I increased my speed again, and I felt the length of his c.o.c.k sliding in and out of me smoothly.

"Because I want to hold on to you so that you don't ever stop whatever you're doing now," he said, his voice gruff and hoa.r.s.e, as if he were having trouble keeping control. "Bianca," he groaned, and the sound of his voice took me over the edge.

"Jakob!" I screamed. I thrust my hips back and forth as I came diving off the mountain and into the cool calm sea below. "Jakob," I screamed again as I rotated my hips on top of him, and I felt him explode. Leaning forward I rubbed my b.r.e.a.s.t.s against his chest as I climaxed on top of him.

"That's my name," he said smugly a few seconds later, and when I looked up at his face, his bright blue eyes were gazing at me with love and desire.

"You got it off."

"You taught me well," he said with a wink, and I laughed as I leaned up and kissed him hard.

"I'm glad you acknowledge my prowess," I said as I removed the blindfold from his face completely and caressed his cheeks. "It's time you realized who holds the power in this relationship."

"You hold the power?" He grinned up at me and I could tell he was trying to stop laughing.

"Don't I?" I pushed my finger into his mouth, and he sucked on it eagerly.

"Do you?" he said with a smirk, and he yanked his arm hard. The next thing I knew, his hand was on my hip.

"What?" I stared down at him, gaping. "How did you get out of the handcuff?"

"This isn't my first time at the rodeo." He winked again, and I frowned as I made to get up off him. He grabbed my waist and rolled me over so that I was on the floor and he was on top. "I don't mean being tied up to a table with a s.e.xy naked woman on top of me," he said as he pinned my arms to the floor and smirked down at me.

"Then what rodeo are you talking about?" I said sulkily, not wanting to think of him with another woman.

"Don't worry about it," he said, and leaned down and kissed my lips. "It doesn't even matter. The only thing that matters is you and me and how you make me feel like the most powerful man in the world."

"Really?"

"If I can make you scream and come like that, then h.e.l.l yeah." He kissed down my neck. "You make me feel like Ba.s.sanio."

"Ba.s.sanio?"

"From The Merchant of Venice." He gazed down at me adoringly. "You're the Portia to my Ba.s.sanio."

"You want a pound of my flesh?" I raised an eyebrow, and he laughed.

"That was Shylock."

"He wasn't shy if he wanted flesh." I giggled, and Jakob shook his head. "And wait," I said with a frown. "Wasn't he the one that borrowed the money?"

"I'm not saying I'm exactly like Ba.s.sanio. I'm like him in the way that we both got the girl. The prettiest, most beautiful girl in all of the world."

"Jakob," I said, and rolled my eyes, but I couldn't stop myself from blushing. "Stop."

"I don't want to," he said, but he jumped up. "I really don't want to. I want to lie here with you all day and night, but there is a pounding in the back of my head that is telling me that we can't do that. Not yet. Not until we get to the bottom of this s.h.i.t."

"Yeah." I sighed as I came back to earth. "I guess I should contact Blake and see what's going on."

"Yes, call him." Jakob stretched as he stood up. "I'm going to go and have a shower."

"Okay."

"You're welcome to join me if you want." He grinned, and I shook my head. I knew exactly what would happen if I joined him in the shower. And as much as I wanted it to happen, my mind was already back on the events from earlier in the day. I was already thinking about Rosie and Steve and their wanting us to attend the ball. I was once again wondering what Blake had to tell me. And my heart started racing as I thought about the possibility of Jeremiah still being alive.

"Blake is on his way over." I pushed open the bathroom door and watched Jakob brushing his teeth naked. I stared at his bare b.u.t.t and grinned as I walked up to him and squeezed his right b.u.t.t cheek.

"Hey." Jakob spat out the toothpaste in his mouth as he jumped slightly. "What're you doing?"

"Just feeling my man's buns of steel."

"Are you calling me Superman?"

"Maybe. You're pretty super in the bed."

"That's what I like to hear," Jakob growled, and turned around and swept me into his arms. "I'm super in the bathroom as well."

"Did you not hear me just now?" I giggled as I felt his manhood brush up against me. "Blake is on his way over."

"Hey, I can go fast as well. I'm good at sprints and marathons."

"I'm sure you are." I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him softly. "However, we don't have time for either at this point."

"Not even five minutes?"

"Five minutes isn't enough to satisfy me."

"It's enough to satisfy me." He winked, and I laughed.

"I thought you'd already been satisfied?" I reached down and grabbed his already hard c.o.c.k and tugged on it gently. He groaned and reached down and grabbed my hand.

"Don't start something you're not going to finish," he grunted against my lips.

"Who says I'm not going to finish?" I kissed him hard, and I felt his tongue entering my mouth, forceful and minty. His tongue played with mine, and I sucked on it eagerly, momentarily forgetting my nerves at what Blake was going to tell me.

"Oh, you're going to finish."

"Oh, you're certain of that?"

"Yes." He nodded, and his hands reached down and up under my shirt. His fingers dug into my skin as they made their way up to my b.r.e.a.s.t.s. "I am pretty certain of that." He grinned at me as his fingers reached my nipples, and he ran the palms of his hands across them before pinching them softly.

"Oh, Jakob." I moaned as he pulled my T-shirt off and threw it to the ground. He leaned down and took my right nipple in his mouth and sucked on it gently before grabbing me around the waist and pulling me into him. My b.r.e.a.s.t.s crushed against his chest, and he leaned down and kissed me again. We stood there just kissing, and I could feel the stirrings of desire as his c.o.c.k rubbed against my belly.

"On your knees," he said as he pulled away from me.

"What?" I looked at him in surprise, and he pointed to the floor.

"On your knees," he said again. This time his voice was stronger and more authoritative.

"On my knees?"

"Now." He stared at me, and I watched as his lip twitched slightly. "You were in charge a few minutes ago, and now it's my turn."

"I didn't know we were taking turns." I smirked.

"On your knees." He leaned over and pinched my right nipple, and I squealed slightly as my panties grew wet. I licked my lips slowly and sank to my knees. My breath caught as I stared up into his bright blue eyes.

"What now?"

"Make me come," he said, and leaned back against the sink, his hard c.o.c.k flopping around in front of me.

"Make you come?" I swallowed hard at the tone in his voice. I never knew a voice could turn me on so much.

"And swallow." He grabbed my hair and tilted my head up. "I don't want to have to shower again."

"Or what?" I said lightly as my tongue darted out of my mouth and licked the length of his shaft. Jakob's breath caught and he pulled my hair harder.

"Do you want to find out?" he asked huskily. Instead of answering, I got to work, taking the tip of him into my mouth and sucking gently, enjoying the clean taste of him. I felt powerful as he hardened even more, and I took him as deep as I could without gagging. I wasn't sure how some women were able to swallow a man's whole c.o.c.k, especially someone of Jakob's size. He wasn't enormous, but he had certainly been blessed. I shifted my legs as I felt myself growing wetter. I wanted him again. Inside me: deep, hard, loving, and dominating. I wanted to feel the length of his s.e.x as his body ground on top of mine. I started moving my mouth back and forth on him even faster. Jakob pulled my hair, and the pain turned me on even more. I was still bobbing my head up and down when the sound of my phone ringing finally hit my brain.

"s.h.i.t." Jakob groaned as I jumped up and grabbed my T-shirt.

"That must be Blake."

"f.u.c.k it." He sighed, and I looked down and giggled. His c.o.c.k was standing at attention, and I knew he was close to blowing his load.

"I have to go and get the door." I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"You're not answering the door like that." His face was dark as he growled. "You don't have a bra on, and that T-shirt is barely covering your thong."

"I'll pull on some shorts." I rolled my eyes.