Hi!
Yet again I really want to thank the words of encouragement and feedback from readers. They mean a lot to me, so please continue to comment. I enjoy reading them immensely! I don't know how the voting system works, but I have noticed a split between love and hate for my story, some readers voting me really really low. I don't mind as that's ultimately the reader's opinion, but I would like it if you also give me constructive feedback- good or bad I don't mind, so I can improve on it next time :)
To Jim who emailed me about a possible editor, I tried emailing you back but your email address keeps bouncing on me. If you email me with a different address I can discuss it with you :)
I have taken on board some reader's comment and made the chapters longer, and it won't be a week between submissions, but 2/3 days is too much sorry! :)
Regardless please enjoy the story :)
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He braced his hands on both sides of her, trapping her in. Pushing the hard muscles of his chest, Alin turned to the side and cried, "Jared let me go...please!"
Lowering both his hands, he tilted her chin so that she was looking at him and stated harshly, "Alin, you know what makes me laugh? The fact that you think by marrying that son of a bitch Haltor can help you...well let me break it to you, it won't. Five million is nothing to me. I want more than money. I want something that belongs to me."
"Jared...please what do you want from me? Just let me go!"
He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "you're a hypocritical bitch, but I still want you. I've wanted to fuck you the day I laid my eyes on you."
Alin was so shocked she lifted her hand to slap him but he caught her wrist, pushed her even harder against the door and crushed his mouth on hers. She immediately tried to push him away, using her fists and punching his hard chest. It was no use she was already starting to respond. She knew she was fighting a losing battle. It felt good, like the first time he had kissed her.
Jared felt the satisfaction of when Alin responded. He probed open her lips, entwining his tongue with hers. He was starting to get hard. When he heard Alin moan he couldn't take it anymore he had to have her.
He broke away from the kiss and heard Alin whimper in disappointment. He grinned and whispered, "Does Haltor not satisfy you enough?"
Alin was about to push him away for his comment when he started to lightly kiss her lips, traveling down the column on her neck and sucked on it gently. Alin was confused. It felt good. No it felt amazing. Tension was building in her lower belly. Closing her eyes and trying to contain her moan by biting down on her lip, she didn't realize Jared slowly unzipping her black dress from behind.
The dress slid down her body like silk until it pooled on the floor. Jared took a step back and looked at her. Her lips were swollen, her hair was starting to loosen from the clip, and to top it all off she was now currently clad in black lacy bra, panties and her heels.
Alin was breathing hard. It made her breast swell and her nipples harden. Jared started to fondle her breast, cupping them over her bra. She was a handful. He pressed himself against her, letting her feel how hard he was, while he nipped at her earlobe as a distraction to unclasp her bra. By the time Alin saw Jared tossing her bra she was already so aroused, her brain told her to say no, however her body was responding to his every touch.
He slowly trailed his mouth down the valley of her breast, licking the sides and around the areola of her nipple, until, after teasing Alin to the point of frustration, he finally latched his mouth on her aching nipple and sucked on it.
"Jared..."
Hearing his name come out of her mouth so seductively made his cock twitch painfully. His hand which were tweaking her other nipple traveled down her toned stomach and finally her pussy. He could feel her wetness soaking onto her panties, which further fueled his arousal. Now sucking and licking on her other swollen nipple, he lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Feeling reckless was not something Alin was used to. She was used to following rules her whole life. Listening to what was 'right'. She didn't want to change now. Being with Jared was wrong, when she was about to marry John. She had to stop this now.
Jared was walking towards his bed like a madman. He had never wanted a woman to the point of recklessness. He wanted to erase every single memory she had shared with Haltor. It made him jealous. He hated feeling jealous. He didn't even love her so why did he feel like this? By fucking her he could soon get her out of his system and once he got bored he could just get rid of her.
He gently sat her down on the bed, so that she was on the edge of the bed, and finally stopped sucking her deliciously inviting peaks to look at her in only her panties and heels. He took out the clip from her hair and let her long soft hair cascade over her breasts. He could now see her hesitation. He was fully dressed while she was half naked. He so badly wanted to tear of her panties and thrust into her.
Alin sat up while she saw the predatory flash in Jared eyes. If she didn't speak up now, it would be too late.
Panting she mumbled, "Jared - please I don't want this. I will repay you the money. Please I'm getting married! Do you not see how wrong this is-" Alin stopped talking when she noticed the change in his eyes. He was angry.
He knelt down and reached out for her. Tearing off her panties, he used his hand and stroked her pussy lips, feeling her wetness. Hearing her moan he moved his hand up to her clit and slowly traced it. Using his other hand he tilted her chin, so she was looking at him.
"You don't fucking want this? Jared said harshly, stroking her clit and tweaking on it with more pressure. Alin moaned. "So how come you're so wet? And don't fucking talk about Haltor. As I recall we were a week away from getting married and you didn't hesitate to fuck him."
Not wanting to even admit it to herself, Alin knew she wanted this, wanted him. At that moment, she didn't want to listen to logic. She wouldn't stop this, because it was what she wanted. Had she lost? No, she thought because sex didn't mean love and what he was provoking in her was lust. Even if it's for one night, she wanted it.
She started grinding herself on his fingers trying to get him to apply more pressure. Jared sensed her responding to his touches. He slowly eased one then two fingers inside her pussy, while his thumb simultaneously drew circles on her clit. She was so fucking tight and it was only her wetness that eased his fingers in so easily.
He was watching her. She had her lips slightly parted, eyes closed and pleasure marked all over her face.
Alin was so aroused she wanted something more. She was frustrated; she lightly grabbed her hair and gently pulled, easing the building tension in her lower belly. Her other hand was cupping her own breasts. Although she had no experience in sex, she knew she was about to orgasm- thanks to the magazines Hallie used to read.
Hearing the sweet cries of her moaning, Jared could sense that she was about to climax. He removed his hand and heard her whimper in frustration and disappointment. He was now at the point of no return he was so hard; his bulge was straining against his trousers.
It took Alin a few seconds to realize his fingers had left her. She couldn't help but whimper. She opened her eyes and was greeted with the sight of him tearing his clothes off frantically. He stood naked in front of her, watching her watch him.
Alin's gazed lingered on his toned chest and abdomen, drifting lower to his erected manhood. The sheer size of his cock made her nervous. It must hurt. She had to tell him of her relationship with John before anything.