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I raised my eyes to meet his, still uncertain whether I should complete that sentence. But then, Jared leaned closer, pressing his lips to mine.
“Jared...” I breathed against him as he pressed me into the bed, our locked wrists making it a bit challenging to move.
“Don’t talk. Be quiet,” he ordered me, his voice commanding and filled with desire. With determination, he grabbed the waistband of my pants and began to push them down.
It was a bit challenging to remove them entirely, given our entwined state, so I lent a hand, pushing them down the rest of the way. I was left wearing only the hoodie, which he quickly unzipped, revealing my bare breasts to him. His hungry gaze lingered on them for a moment before he leaned down and took one of my nipples into his mouth.
“Ahh, yes!” I gasped, a surge of warmth coursing through me as he sucked harder, his tongue sliding sensually over my sensitive flesh.
I threaded my fingers through his hair, using my free hand as his fingers ventured between my legs. He found my pussy, slipping two fingers inside and gradually pumping them in andout. Soon, he found that sweet spot that made my hips buck against him, craving more.
“Please,” I whispered, the pleasure building tantalizingly slowly this time. I just wanted to explode with ecstasy, and I knew Jared desired the same. He shifted his fingers to my clit, his touch sending waves of pleasure through me. Finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer, and an orgasm washed over me, my cry of pleasure escaping my lips as I surrendered completely to the sensation. It felt so good, and I continued to shake underneath him as he quickly removed his boxers and then positioned himself.
“Fuck!” I groaned as he drove himself all the way into me, filling me completely. His deep moan resonated in my ear, sending shivers of delight down my spine. He buried his face in my neck, teasing my skin with his teeth as he began to thrust. His movements were, as always, intense and overpowering, but this time, I welcomed every second of it. He could take me however he pleased. I felt I more than deserved to be treated this way.
I clung to his powerful body as he chased his own climax, the bed creaking beneath us with each forceful movement. As he thrust inside me, I noticed our locked hands had found each other. I wasn’t sure if he was aware of it, but I certainly was.
Gently, I slipped my fingers between his, and he continued to drive into me, increasing his pace, pushing me deeper into the mattress. It felt almost suffocating, but I couldn’t stop savoring every thrust and the deep, guttural groan that escaped his lips as he finally found release.
Chapter 30
-Jared-
The dinner with Astrid and her family was approaching, and I could feel my inner beast relishing the thought of attending. Tonight, Astrid would learn a lesson about thinking she could control our marriage. I had already put her cousins in their place. Now it was time for my future wife to learn her boundaries. It wouldn’t be a pleasant experience, but it was necessary to ensure she wouldn’t become overly confident after our marriage.
I paced around the closet, preparing for the evening. However, I soon sensed a pair of eyes on me and turned around while slipping into a jacket over my crisp white shirt. Alison was leaning against the doorframe, silently observing me. We hadn’t spent much time together that day, aside from her making me breakfast. I needed to focus on the evening’s preparations, and after the events of last night, it was better to maintain some distance between us.
“Remember, we’re leaving tomorrow,” I reminded her.
“Yes, I remember. You had me pack today,” she replied, gesturing toward the mostly packed bags. I nodded in approval, pleased to see everything was in order. I couldn’t wait to return home. Too many unexpected events had occurred during our stay, and I longed for a week of tranquility without any complications.
As I reached for a tie to complete my attire, I still felt Alison’s eyes on me. It was beginning to frustrate me, as she wasn’t supposed to make me feel cornered. I turned to her, expecting to see anger or disgust in her eyes, but instead, I found her simply watching me.
I walked over to her, growing weary of this silent scrutiny, and gestured toward my tie. “Tie it,” I ordered, giving her a task to occupy her.
Alison raised her hands and began to tie the tie, her focus shifting to the task at hand. However, as she became engrossed in it, I couldn’t help but watch her. She was still wearing yesterday’s clothing, with the zipper of my hoodie situated low on her body, revealing a significant amount of skin and indicating she wasn’t wearing a bra. I quickly averted my gaze. She couldn’t be a distraction tonight. I had other matters to attend to.
“Done,” she said once the tie was secured.
She slowly raised her eyes to meet mine, and an extended silence settled between us as we locked gazes. I sensed she wanted to say something, and part of me was tempted to ask what was on her mind. However, we both remained quiet. Eventually, I noticed a shift in her demeanor, as she chose to steer the conversation in a different direction.
“So, are you looking forward to the dinner?” she inquired.
“We both know I’m not,” I replied, my tone reflecting my lack of enthusiasm.
“Is it absolutely necessary for you to be there?”
“Of course. She is my future wife, and the others will soon be my family.”
“Right... What a family,” she remarked sarcastically.
“Why do you care?” I asked, genuinely puzzled by her interest.
“I don’t,” she snapped, her eyes flashing with anger once more. However, this time, it seemed different, and I struggled to interpret the shift in her emotions.
We continued to exchange intense gazes, and I leaned closer to her, my hand resting on the doorframe. She tilted her head back slightly, bringing us mere inches apart. Tension began to mount between us, and I reached out, gently grasping her chin and tilting her head further back.
“I want to play with you when I return,” I informed her. A tired sigh escaped her lips, but Alison understood the unspoken command in my words. She began to unzip the hoodie, revealing more of her smooth skin.
