“Answer me, Tasha,” he demanded, needing to hear her say it was what she wanted. Knowing that if she had any doubts he’d hear it in her voice.
“More than anything,” she said with desperation. Her reward was to feel him edging into her a little more, her flesh stretching as it became re-accustomed to his size and presence. “James,” she cried on a short exhale as Jim made another thrust that saw him buried to the hilt and then he stilled.
He gazed down at Tasha as she lay beneath him as still as he was with just the sound of their breathing around them and their eyes fixed on each other with no necessity for words. They both knew that this was a momentous exchange. The fact that he was even there with her meant she was more than a fling and they both wanted their relationship to grow into something special. The look they still held between them told the other everything they needed to know.
Chapter 38
After simply staring and gazing at each other, Jim began to move. Slowly at first then faster making Tasha gasp and pant at the quickening speed of his rhythmic movements driving in and out of her. She cried out as she felt the burn of her climax starting. Adjusting his position, Jim moved up onto his knees and with his hands on her splayed legs he knelt between her thighs where his pounding movements became relentless. He ran his hands down her legs to her ankles and lifted each in turn, moving them until they rested on his shoulders.
“Very nice shoes.” He stroked the heels gently. “Did I pay for those?” he asked seriously.
She shook her head and felt the sting in her thigh that she had missed so much. The shock of the sharp contact made her release a sob and a gulp all in one but as the sensation registered Tasha felt every muscle in her body tensing in sweet anticipation as the initial pain turned into pleasure.
“No,” he warned her with a stern shake of his head.
Was he suggesting that she waited? The second shake of Jim’s head left her in no doubt that he was forbidding her to climax, although she was unsure how the hell she would manage it if he continued as he was.
She needed this like she needed her next breath and had thought from his behaviour since his arrival that the begging and crying of frustration had been forgotten, or at least postponed.
“James, please. I need to,” she cried, imploring him not to do this, not now.
“But maybe you don’t deserve to, Natasha.”
“Please, I promise I will stop infuriating you and breaking my promises,” she heard herself saying as she gazed up into his eyes that seemed determined.
“I don’t believe you.” He increased his speed, driving her ever closer to the edge. “You don’t believe you.”
She couldn’t actually disagree with what he said, but attempted to reason with him. “I know you’re still pissed with me and this is my own fault, but please. You can have me frustrated later, but I need this. I need you more than I have ever needed anything.”
Tasha was unsure if her words made any sense to Jim, but she meant what she said. It wasn’t simply a case of pleading in order to gain the release she was so close to. She knew he was annoyed with her ability to somehow end up doing the exact opposite of what she was supposed to do. That her actions in these situations usually resulted in her getting hurt or at least ending up in danger and if nothing else he tried to keep her safe. She didn’t really want to be left frustrated at all, but certainly not now because she did want him, more than anything, she wanted this, with him, together.
He slowed down and looked at her seriously as he pushed her ankles off his shoulders and drew her knees together, towards her chest. She felt as though she was being rolled into a ball so that he was buried even deeper inside her, grazing her g-spot and clit as he continued to fuck her. He knelt up higher as he began a faster rhythm, more desperate, and she knew he was as close as she was.
“Okay, honey. But only because this is our first bareback adventure, baby, and you feel better than I ever dreamed you might. You will be frustrated, later and begging will not help you, do you understand?”
“Yes, James,” she murmured. “Thank you,” she added gratefully.
How did he do this to her? She was a strong willed, independent and determined woman and yet with him she turned into a mainly compliant, submissive one. But she liked it. No, she loved this, the way he wielded his power over her.
“Come, Tasha,” he barked.
She was so close now it wouldn’t take much more.
“Come on, baby, I’m going to come inside you and then make you taste it, you and me together,” he groaned through gritted teeth.
“Oh fuck! James, oh God,” she screamed as his words along with their movements sent her over the edge.
He hissed a string of groans then her name and stilled. Seconds passed before he released himself from her, immediately lying next to her. As she straightened her body, she moaned at the sensation of stretching and the sweet ache she could feel between her thighs. Jim was lying on his side resting on his elbow, studying her.
“I am loving bareback with you, baby,” he said as he kissed her gently on the lips.
“Hmmm. I’m just loving you,” she replied with a slightly embarrassed smile for her cheesy words.
“Open your legs, Tasha.” Jim’s hand rested on her thigh.
She hesitated at the sudden change in his demeanour while his hand made it’s was down her legs until it rested between her knees.
“It could be a bit late to play hard to get. Open your legs, baby,” he repeated against her ear as his fingers gently stroked the soft skin of her leg.
