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Leaving my breasts he
continued to glide his hands down my stomach, swirling around my
navel gently. I was ablaze with desire for him as his hands
travelled further over the curves of my hips, gripping them before
letting go and caressing my thighs. More oil poured onto my flesh,
leaving my skin drenched in a slick delicious coating. His hands
and fingers expertly teased over every inch of my body, my toes,
the soles of my feet, my calves, behind my knees and my thighs; no
single area went unnoticed. His attentive and tender rubbing drove
me wild with lust. As his soft lips grazed the inside of my thigh I
whimpered. I could feel him smiling against my skin as he licked
and caressed the inside of my silky and sensitive thighs while his
hot mouth, travelled further and further up. I thrust my hips
upwards, begging him to give me what I needed, what I craved.
Lifting his head, he shook it at me. “Tut tut tut. I think now
would be a very good time to introduce some of these
toys.”
I’d never tried anything
like this before and my nerves were beginning to grip me. I bit my
lip, trying not to let my apprehension show as Jared crawled across
the enormous bed to the pillow. He rifled through the pile before
settling on one of the long pieces of red satin ribbon. Turning his
gaze to me, he smiled. “I think we’ll start off gently. Come here
to me. Lie down with your head on the pillow and put your hands
over your head, interlocking your fingers.” Threading the soft,
silky material between his fingers he gave me a mischievous smile.
I crawled across the bed to him and did exactly as he asked. Taking
my hands he pressed them against a bar on the headboard and
twisting the satin around both my wrists, knotted it firmly into
place. I wriggled my fingers but it was not going to budge. Tight
enough to hold me but not to bite into my wrists, the smooth
material felt soft and cool against my skin.
Supporting himself on his
palms, he lowered his mouth onto mine and kissed me sweetly. I
moaned into his mouth and he responded with his own deep throaty
groan. Sitting back onto his heels, he grinned at me as my eyes
roamed all over his sizzling hot body, his perfectly formed pecks
and his smooth caramel skin which was glistening from the oil we
had rubbed all over each other. My gaze traveled south to his deep
and defined Apollo’s belt. The urge to run my tongue over the
grooves made me very aware that I was tied to the bed. I was
completely at his mercy…and I liked it.

Enjoying the view my
lady? I hope so, because it’s the last thing you’re going to see
for a while. “ Taking a long piece of black silk from the pile, he
laid beside me propped on one elbow. Dangling the fabric over my
breast, he let it gently brush against my skin before dragging it
slowly over my nipple, down my stomach and over my sex. I exhaled
slowly, trying to calm my racing pulse as the tickling sensations
sent shivers up my body and goose bumps appeared on my pale, soft
skin.
Seeing my obvious
pleasure, he continued to trail the fabric over me while I bowed
and writhed, pulling tightly on my restraint. Bringing the material
up to my neck, he let it slide gently over my cheeks and across my
eyelids before gripping it with his hands. “I’m going to blindfold
you Layla, remember you can use that word at any time and I will
stop. Understand?” Words escaped me. I was so aroused I’d have
agreed to join the mob if he’d asked me to. I would have given him
anything just to feel him inside me, giving me my release. But at
the moment, I couldn’t even form a coherent sentence. As a small
whimper left my lips, I nodded. “Good girl.”
Darkness consumed me as
the soft, silky material covered my eyes, leaving me blind. I could
smell the sweet fragrance of the oil and the musky tones of his
cologne. His warm breath on my face revealed his position and I bit
my lip so hard I thought I might puncture it as I waited
impatiently for his next move. “Oh baby, you have no idea how good
you look right now. I could eat you up, in fact, I think I might.”
My breath hitched as his mouth swiftly moved south to my sex. His
palms pressed firmly on my knees, he pushed my legs apart
forcefully as he placed a soft kiss on my pubic bone and ran his
hands up and over my thighs, massaging and groping as he moved them
to my behind. Lifting me up slightly from the bed, he positioned
his hands on my ass and held me tightly. My knees became elevated
on what I could only assume were his shoulders as his hair tickled
the inside of my thigh while his mouth covered me, sliding his
tongue up and down my moist slit. “You taste divine.”
He was teasing me,
tempting me with his expert tongue. Tenderly, he pushed it through
the fleshy lips. As I gripped the restraint on my wrists tightly,
his tongue found my swollen clit. Flicking and rolling his way over
it at varying speeds, he drove me to the edge quickly before
slowing his pace, leaving me bereft and frustrated. I growled at
the insensitive way he was torturing me and I heard him give a
throaty chuckle. “Oh baby, you are so wet, so hot, so warm and
totally delicious, I’m not ready to let you go just
yet.”

Please Jared. I need it.
I’m so close it’s practically indecent, please?” His tongue resumed
its frenzied attack on my clit and I moved my hips, matching his
rhythm but he continued to deny me my orgasm. In a last attempt to
get what I needed I thrust my hips against his mouth, urging him to
go deep inside me. It worked, his tongue darted inside and
frantically began rolling, thrusting and licking my g-spot. The
orgasmic sensations grew stronger and unbelievably intense. My
breathing became harsher and more ragged till all at once a
euphoric pleasure surged through my body like an electric current.
My muscles stiffened as the ripples of ecstasy coursed through me,
making me cry out in pure satisfied bliss. Deprived of the
privileges of touch and sight I had submitted my body to his will
and the reward was intense beyond anything I’d ever felt. His lips
closed around mine and he kissed me fervently. I could feel my
slick wetness on his chin and taste my salty liquid on his
tongue.
Lying on top of me, he
wrapped his arms around me tightly, holding me in a warm embrace. I
pulled hard on the restraints, wanting so badly to run my hands
over his body. I wanted to look into his deep blue eyes and lose
myself in them as he loved and caressed every inch of me. Almost as
though he read my mind Jared removed the blindfold and untied my
wrists. Casting them aside he smiled down at me with an expression
of pure content. He ran his thumb over my cheek again and sighed.
“I can’t believe I have to leave you in six hours. I wish you could
come with me. Promise me you’ll be ok while I’m gone. The thought
of anything happening to you when I can’t be here is crippling me
Layla. I’m tempted to tie you up again just to make sure you don’t
go anywhere and put yourself in danger.” I smiled and kissed the
tip of his nose, knowing perfectly well that he had probably
considered doing just that. “I’ll be fine. I swear, I’ll be right
here waiting for you when you get back. Try not to worry too much,
please, you’ll make yourself frantic.”
He kissed me deeply and
with my hands now free, I stretched them around his back, pulling
him into me. His erection pressed hard into my stomach and I found
it not only encouraging but full of further sensual promise. He
wasn’t quite done with me yet. Pressing his lips against mine he
murmured. “I’m going to make love to you Layla, slowly, softly and
completely lose myself in you.” Reaching above my head he grabbed a
foil packet from the night stand and tore it open, never ending his
passionate kiss as he did so. Sitting on his heels he slid the
condom over his hard cock and gazing into my eyes, gently sank into
me. My mouth opened, forming an O as he filled me. I could feel
every inch as he gradually moved deeper inside. His hips rocked
slowly on mine as his hands explored my body, teasing my skin as he
grazed it with his fingertips. His kisses were profound and
meaningful. It was as though our bodies were expressing our
feelings for one another in a way words just couldn’t describe.
Nuzzling my neck I could feel his heavy, warm breath on my throat.
I
wound my legs around him, my feet
pushing into his buttocks urging him to move faster and deeper but
he continued at his steady pace, prolonging our
lovemaking.
The aching in my stomach
intensified as I felt my orgasm building and I began to rock my
hips in time with his. He moaned deeply into my neck as I gripped
my hands firmly on his back. My head fell back, my fingernails
dragging downwards to the bottom of his spine as I held him
tightly; ecstasy pouring through my veins, filling me once more.
The room disappeared, my senses deserting me as a whooshing echoed
in my ears. The pulsing pleasure of my orgasm along with the loving
embrace that Jared held me in was an emotional overload and tears
began to slide down my face. One must have dripped onto his own
soft skin because he immediately stopped moving and lifted up,
staring down at me. His eyes scanned my expression and a look of
concern was etched on his face. “Baby, what is it? Did I hurt
you?”
A half sob, half laugh
left my lips as I wiped the tears from my eyes. Shaking my head I
cupped his face in my hands and smiled up at him. “You didn’t hurt
me. I just got caught in the moment, I’m fine. I love you Jared
Garrett. I hope you know that.”
He planted a chaste kiss
on my lips and grinned. “I love you too Layla Jennings, more than
you could possibly fathom.”
Moving back and forth
gently he placed tiny soft kisses over my face, caressing, loving
and adoring every freckle, line and curve of my body as he rocked
his hips into mine. “You. Are. So. Beautiful. God, Layla. You’re a
magnificent work of art.” Slowly I felt another orgasm building and
I let out a soft whimper. Again?
Really
? I’d heard of multiple
orgasms but having never experienced so many in such little time,
I’d assumed it was merely a myth. My muscles were clenching and
tightening around him inside me. With a clenched jaw he panted in
my ear. “Oh Layla, come with me baby. I’m close, try to hold on.”
His words were an intoxicating aphrodisiac and I struggled to
control my body as I writhed and wriggled beneath him. Thrusting
into me deeply he tensed, gripping the sheets on either side of my
head as he found his release. As if on cue, my own orgasm swept
over me in an explosion of hot, mind blowing pleasure. Tears began
to stream down my face once more but this time he never questioned
them, he merely wiped them away and kissed me, holding me tightly
to him.
We made love over and
over for what seemed like hours before collapsing into a dazed
sleepy state. Pulling me to him Jared spooned me as I lay enveloped
in his arms. His face nuzzled my hair as he lay behind me, silently
drifting in and out of slumber. I laid there for a while, staring
into the dark. My mind trying to make sense of everything that had
happened since I’d moved here.
Thoughts of Ollie invaded
my serene day dreams. The situation between us was gradually
reaching boiling point and our friendship was in jeopardy, the
longer things went on. I knew how he felt about me and there I was
flaunting, my happy relationship in front of him. He’d made it very
clear what he thought of Jared and that was something I couldn’t
easily let go of. He could be mad at me for leading him on, he
could be mad at himself for not making a move, but being mad at
Jared for loving me, that was not going to fly. This was going to
get ugly if I didn’t do something soon. With my party only a few
days away I had a feeling that soon may have been a little closer
than I’d have liked. The boys were just going to have to learn to
play nicely. They both played a major part in my life and I wasn’t
willing to give either of them up.
I dozed dreamily in and
out of consciousness and became suddenly aware that I was moving.
Scooped in Jared’s arms, he was carrying me down the hall to the
familiar guest room once again. Something inside me tightened and
pulled with an aching hurt. Why wouldn’t he let me sleep in his
bed? Was I not worth it to him? Was that a place he had had so many
women before that now it was tainted? Thoughts buzzed through my
mind and each more uncomfortable than the last. Placing me gently
on the bed he shifted in behind me and squeezed me tightly. I
tensed in his arms as my unanswered questions turned over and over
in my mind. His mouth to my ear I could feel his long, even
breaths. “I don’t know why you insist on torturing yourself all the
time. I told you, I never share that bed. But I am sleeping with
you whenever you’re here. Shouldn’t that tell you something at
least? I love you Layla. Now stop thinking everything to death and
go to sleep. You have class in the morning.” How did he know? He
was right though. The past two nights I’d spent with Jared I had
been curled up in his arms till morning, so why was I still so
uneasy about where it was that we did so? I held my hands over his
which were clasped together around my stomach and sighed.
“Goodnight baby.”

Chapter
26

Ruby
Tuesday

Jared left for the
airport at six in the morning as planned but not before making me
breakfast and ensuring his assistant Jerry would have a car to pick
me up and take me back to the dorm. I hadn’t planned on spending
the night when I had been carried out of the coffee shop the
previous evening, so I didn’t have any clean clothes or shoes. That
would mean a frantic shower and change before class. I stood there
in a pair of his oversized sneakers like a child wearing her
father’s shoes. Before climbing into the black stretch limo that
had arrived to take him to LAX, he gave me a long lingering kiss
and told me that he loved me. He would be traveling on the company
plane so there was no need for an early arrival to check in. A
second after his car left the driveway, an extremely expensive
looking Mercedes pulled up in front of me. A young blonde haired
man got out and ran around to the back passenger side door. He was
tall and it was obvious that he took care of himself. His broad
shoulders and thick muscular chest made his uniform look as though
it were trying desperately to contain his enormous arms. He opened
it and gestured for me to get in.

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