Page 26 of Alluring

"Jack!" she called, as she made her way up the stairs.

At the top, she looked down the hall. She could see three doors and one was ajar a ribbon of light spilling into the darkened hall.

She poked her head in the door and stopped short at the sight before her. Jack lounged in a black, leather chair, bare feet propped on a massive, wooden desk, asleep. She quietly inched her way into the office. The walls were covered with framed photos, some looking old, some looking fairly new. She recognized a few famous people with Jack, but the rest were a mystery. Two large, black, leather, wing-back chairs sat in front of the desk. The desktop itself was cluttered with papers and a sleek, shiny, black laptop. He looked to have been in the middle of doing some work.

She looked at the man, himself. Even in such a large chair, he still looked imposing. She made her way to one of the chairs and sat, trying to be silent as she maneuvered onto the leather seat. She watched Jack sleep. Feeling this was a rare treat, seeing him fully relaxed, knowing she wouldn't get the opportunity to see him this way often. She curled her feet up and leaned her head back, watching him until her eyes grew heavy and she drifted off to sleep.

Alexis felt as if she were floating. She came awake with Jack's arms cradling her, her head resting on his biceps. She felt him dip as he leaned over and placed her on the bed. She sat up as he knelt in front of her.

"What are you doing?" she asked groggily, as he placed her foot on his thigh and reached under her skirt for the edge of her stocking. He slowly rolled it down before doing the same action on her other leg.

"Helping you get undressed. You can't sleep in that. Although I've had some pretty risquéfantasies of you in that outfit."

"Oh yeah, like what?" she asked, placing her arms around his neck.

"I don't know if I should say, they might be too scandalous for your unsullied ears." He put his hands on her hips and leaned forward sucking her earlobe into his mouth.

"Try me," she whispered seductively into his ear.

He chuckled then flipped her so she was face-down on the bed. She felt him spread her arms wide as he straddled her hips. His finger traced a path down her spine.

"Every time you walk away from me, the view of your exposed back almost brings me to my knees. All that smooth, creamy skin. My hands itch to touch it. Your back is the sexiest thing I have ever seen." He slowly licked a path up her spine. "I get so turned on when I think about bending you over the closest object and watching the line of your back as I pound into you." Alexis shivered as he lightly nipped at her nape. "Scandalized yet?"

"Keep going."

He unsnapped the strap at her neck that secured her halter top, then rolled her onto her back. "Then I would take this tease of a strap—a strap that I know, with just a flick of my finger, I could pop open exposing your tits to my view—and tie them around your wrists," he brought her hands together, on top of her stomach, then wrapped the straps of her outfit around her wrists, tying them, leaving no play in the material, "knowing I could do whatever I wanted to your body, and you wouldn't be able to stop me." He sucked her nipple deep into his mouth and her back bowed off the bed. He released it with a pop and looked up at her. "Scandalized yet?"

"Not even close," she purred, unconsciously rubbing herself against his stomach.

He growled, once again attaching himself to her breast, sucking in as much as his mouth would allow. She gasped, her hands instinctively wanting to grab hold of him, but she was well and truly snared, her hands immobile, she was totally at his mercy.

"Next, I would pull down your panties," his hands trailed up her legs, "so I could lick every inch of you." His hands dived under her skirt, his fingers feeling around the material. "Fuck. This is all one piece?"

Alexis giggled. "Sorry to ruin the fantasy."

He grinned up at her. "That's okay, I'm good at improvising. Now where was I? Ah yes, I would expose you to my mouth," he pushed the material aside, "so I could lick every inch of you." He pushed at her thighs, spreading her legs wide. With a finger, he hooked the material, holding it in place while his other hand spread her open. He dived in quick and hard. Spearing her with his tongue, before licking a path up to the perfect spot, stopping and sucking in deep.

She was so close. Her body was shaking begging for release. And then, he stopped. "Please don't stop," she said panting.

He towered over her. "Are you ready?"

She knew what he was asking. "Take off your clothes, Jack."

He untied her wrists and quickly divested her of her flimsy outfit. He stood at the side of the bed, grabbed the back of his neck, and pulled his T-shirt over his head before sliding out of his jeans. He stood gazing down at her. And she looked back. He was all muscle under tanned skin. Hairless until low on his abdomen, where dark, soft looking hairs made a trail down to his groin. His shaft jutted from his body long and proud and she wondered, fleetingly, how it was going to fit.

Then all thought left her as the bed dipped when he placed a knee on the edge, grabbing her under the arms and hauling her up, so they were chest to chest. His mouth came down on hers, and she opened automatically to his surging tongue. She clutched his shoulders, digging her fingertips into his skin, during his unyielding possession of her mouth.

His fingers skimmed through her hair, plucking pins until the tresses spilled across her shoulders and down her back. He laid her back gently and cradled her face in his hands. "I havenever, not once, done this without protection. I desperately want to with you. I want your first time to be my first time bare. I promise you I'm clean. I go in regularly for checkups. If you're not on some form of birth control, I promise I'll pull out in time."

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He avidly awaited her response. Just the thought of sliding into her raw had his dick twitching.

"I trust you, Jack. And, I'm on the pill to regulate my periods."

He kissed her tenderly on the lips. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He wanted to give her one more out. He didn't want to rush her, even if the thought of her saying no had his balls tightening.

She reached up and caressed his ass. "I'm sure."

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