Page 144 of Fire and Ice

Jack slid into her warm, moist sheath and held still to let her get used to him, savoring the feeling of her wrapped so tightly around his throbbing erection.

"God, it feels so good to be inside you," Jack groaned into her neck. He raised his head to gaze down at her possessively. "Mine. You belong to me. Say it."

"I'm yours!" Maia gasped as she arched her back, desperate for him to start moving inside her.

Jack's breathing grew labored as he controlled his strokes. He thrust in long and hard in a steady cadence. Pulling out slow and thrusting in strong. It was driving him insane with the need for release, but he wanted to make this something she couldn't live without.

"Jack, faster ..." Maia pleaded as he felt her starting to clench around him in anticipation of her second orgasm.

"Shhh... easy babe... I got you..." Jack murmured through clenched teeth as he moved inside her with relentless patience.

"Jack ..."

At her second entreaty, Jack lost all self-control. He shoved inside her with such brutal ferocity her body shifted up. He let her take his full weight and locked her shoulders with his arms, his hands gripping the edge of the bed to keep her body immobile as he pumped furiously into her. The room filled with the sounds of their grunts and rapid slapping of flesh as Jack continued to pound into her. She spasmed around him, squeezing his shaft so tight, Jack felt drunk. The pleasure was almost unbearable.

"Maia... fuck!" As her second orgasm spiraled around him, he let go, groaning as he drove into her one last time before surrendering to the ferocity of his release. His body convulsed with his climax as he buried his face into the curve of her neck.

They stayed that way for a while. Not moving, not talking. Just trying to catch their breath as their heart rates returned to normal. Finally, Jack slid out of her and rolled onto his back beside her.

"Every time I think it couldn't get better, it does," Jack said reflectively as he let one arm drape over his forehead.

"Yeah," Maia agreed as she stretched languorously.

He turned his head to her and stated quite seriously, "We haven't made love in a month."

"Was it worth the wait?" Maia asked huskily as she leaned into him.

Jack's eyes warmed as he pulled her into the crook of his arm. "Totally worth the wait, babe."

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4 months later

The idyllic turquoise waters shimmered hypnotically, so immaculately clear as to reveal the brightly hued tropical fish that swam beneath its surface. Maia sat mesmerized on the landing at the bottom of the steps of their over-water bungalow in the island paradise of Bora Bora.

She recalled the last four-months. They had stayed in Paris for a week before heading back to the United States. Everyone was stunned by their engagement except Viktor and Derek who acted like they had known all along. Jack did not want a long engagement, much to his mother's dismay. Frances wanted to plan a lavish ball, the wedding of the year in DC and four months was simply not enough time.

Maia turned everything over to Jack's assistant, Laurie Stone, to work with his mother and the wedding planner. She had told Jack from the beginning that she didn't mind a City Hall wedding but even Jack balked at that idea. He said he wanted everyone on the East Coast to know that he was marrying the most beautiful girl in the world. Because of the short-notice, most of the wedding venues were already booked. In the end, they were able to get into the Ritz Carlton because of a cancellation.

Jack was understandably on edge during the months leading up to the wedding. After all, tragedy had struck his family the last time he had tried to get married. He attempted to be subtle in his hovering but failed miserably. He constantly kept tabs on where she was or what she was doing and Maia, for the most part, humored him. But when he had insisted on accompanying her to her dress fitting, she confronted him and said, "Jack, nothing is going to happen to me. We've survived mad Russian mob bosses, surely we can survive our wedding?"

In the end, he did let her go with the girls. Her gown was a beautiful creation by Monique Lhuillier, but Maia was more concerned with what shoes to wear. She had a shoe fetish and she had picked out three-inch custom-made Louboutin heels that Jack had loved slipping off her feet on their wedding night.

Maia blushed as she remembered that night. They had re-enacted the wall-sex they had had at the Grand Harbor Hotelwhich was one of her favorite positions. She was completely naked while he looked so sexy, fully dressed in a Tom Ford tux, as he fucked her against the wall. She shuddered deliciously with that memory.

She was so in love with Jack, she couldn't believe that he was hers. He was still overbearing and overprotective sometimes, but she had learned how to deal with it. He also found a way to make it his business to know every detail of her work. He invested in AGS, making him a partner in the company. Viktor was still running the entire show, but Jack made it clear in the investment contract that he wanted to be informed on all the activities of its agents.

Viktor had no issue with that, but Maia was fuming when she found out. She had a huge fight with Jack, calling him a sneaky bastard which ended up with her giving him the silent treatment. He allowed her to nurse her snit for two days before he put his foot down and made her come around to his way of thinking in the most effective method he knew—fucking her brains out, damn him.

She smiled as she felt his warm presence at her back. Jack sat down behind her and cradled her thighs with his as he let his legs dangle beside hers. His lips brushed her shoulder.

"Happy?"

"Blissfully so," Maia said dreamily. "Thanks for bringing me here for our honeymoon, Jack. I've always wanted to come here."

"You just needed the right man to fulfill your dreams," Jack murmured. "You know you haven't had a nightmare since we got out of Samara?"

"I haven't?" Maia asked, pleased.

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