Page 110 of Rush of Jealousy

“You will grow bored with me,” I finish his statement, “and go right back to her.” I think about the situation for a minute before growing even more agitated. “Why the hell is my name even being uttered on her lips when she is just an employee, Graham? It’s like you allow her special privileges that you would not allow anyone else, and that for me is the bigger problem.”

His sigh is drawn out, but it’s his silence that says everything I need to hear. “Let’s just forget about everyone else.” He runs his hands up and down my body, and I get goose bumps under the heated water.

I grind my center into his erection. He has been sporting one for the past twenty minutes; I can’t imagine it feels enjoyable. “Do your flings make you feel like this?” I ask breathlessly, as I rise up a few inches and back down. I am a bit salty over Sophia’s title for me. I do not want to be afling,and I definitely do not want to be just someone he fucks. I rub myself all over him.

His fingers dig into the flesh of my ass and move up to the strings of my bottoms to pull them apart. He tosses the garment out of the water onto the stone patio. I guess I won’t be wearing them again. He does the same routine with my top.

“Do your flings,” I whisper into his ear, “make you come undone at the seams like you do for me?”

He growls and stands up with me wrapped around him, so he can yank down his trunks to free himself. The cold air hits my back, and it feels good against the fire that is building inside me.

“I want you to fuck me so hard that the only person I should be thinking about right now is you—and not all of your previous conquests.”

Graham plunges into me with one quick thrust, and I arch my back at the forcefulness of the pleasure. He sits down with me on his lap and grips my hips. Up and down he lifts and pulls me back to him so that I am impaled. He thrusts his hips up as I am pulled down, and we slam into one another. He is controlling the movements as I am too weak to keep up the pace.

My breasts bob in and out of the water, which is now splashing over the sides.

“Graham!”

A few more rounds and I am screaming out in a rippling orgasm that keeps vibrating through me in wave upon wave.

“Yes, come all over my cock,” he encourages. “I am right there with you, baby.” He pants, thrusting upward as hard as he can, and then pulses his release inside me.

I flop over in his arms, completely spent. I rest my head on his shoulder and allow myself to drift off for a few minutes as my heart rate recovers back to normal.

Graham kisses my forehead and then nose. He sets me on the seat bench and climbs out of the hot tub to retrieve the blanket that I arrived in. He walks over, shuts off the jets, and then helps me out. The warmth of the blanket envelops me, and I am lifted up into his arms as he carries me back inside.

He makes his way through the house and into the master bedroom. He lays me gently on the plush area rug that is a few feet away from the glowing fireplace. He joins me there and covers my naked body with his.

“I’m going to love you now. Every inch of you. That is what separates you from everyone else. No one else has ever gotten that side to me. No one ever will, except for you, Angie.”

He kisses down my body and licks up any remaining droplets of water. He places three soft kisses around my belly button and kisses a path down to my apex. He runs his tongue from my entrance all the way back up to my clit—where he spends extra time teasing me. I am held still with firm hands.

“I could make a feast out of you,” he says approvingly. “So delicious. And all mine.”

It doesn’t take long until I am screaming with an orgasm. He crawls back up my body and pushes himself easily inside—now that I am primed and ready for him. His hands join mine, and he pulls them above my head and pins them to the rug. I am completely at his mercy. It feels wonderful and freeing, despite my being in a submissive position. He takes his time this round, and the slow burn is just as good as the explosive, impulsive burn. We release together and then pass out under the flickering light from the fire.

* * *

I startle awake with the sound of a zipper. My eyes take time to adjust to the artificial light from the lamps.

“Hey, sorry to scare you,” Graham says softly. He is already dressed in dark gray dress pants and a crisp white shirt. “But we need to leave in the next thirty minutes if you want to get back in time for class.”

I am wrapped up in a fleece blanket and surrounded by pillows. I must have fallen asleep, because the last thing I remember is Graham worshipping my body. I pull back the cover and remember why I am naked. The soreness between my legs will be a nice reminder this week of where I was this weekend. And who I was with.

“Okay. Yeah, I can’t miss class.”

“How about you take a quick shower, and we can eat in the car on the way back.”

As I start moving around, my head is throbbing. “Can you turn down some of the lights? I have a splitting headache.”

Graham moves toward me from his seat on the bed. “Shit. I should’ve made you drink some water yesterday before going to sleep. Between all the wine and the sweating from the hot tub, you’re probably dehydrated.”

“Yeah, that’s probably it.”

He kisses my forehead. “Go get rinsed off, and I’ll have a fresh glass waiting for you on the nightstand.”

“Thank you.”

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