Free Seductive Affair (Bend To My Will #2) by Emily Jane Trent Page A

doing so…you can still turn away.” He looked into her eyes. “You have a choice.”
    A fist squeezed Vivienne’s heart. There was no choice. Jacob was the man for her, and it was too late to shy away from whatever that entailed. She placed her palm on his chest. “I could no more turn away from you,” she said, “than I could…stop breathing.”
    Jacob’s blue eyes softened. “I’m relieved to hear you say that.”
    Vivienne stroked down Jacob’s ribs, then along his erection. Her voice was merely a whisper. “I need you inside me.”
    Vivienne paused. “I’m on birth control. I have been for a while, even though it hasn’t been necessary.”
    Jacob listened.
    “I dated sometimes.” Vivienne smiled at the thought. “But it takes more than that for me to sleep with a man. So what I’m saying is…you don’t need a condom.” Her sex tingled. “I want to feel you inside me…just you.”
    Vivienne sat up to straddle him, and Jacob fingered her wet pussy. She fisted his thick cock, and leaned down to dab her tongue in the pre-cum seeping from the top. When he guided her up on her knees, she angled his heavy erection toward her.
    Slowly, Vivienne slid down, sighing as he stretched her. “Jacob…”
    Taking her time, Vivienne pumped over him, and Jacob rocked his hips up to match her rhythm. He filled her, and, buried deep, satisfied a need that only he could. With his hands on her hips, Jacob moved faster and stroked harder.
    Then Jacob reached up, caressing her breasts and scraping his palms over her nipples. Vivienne clenched deep in her core, her breathing ragged. “You feel so fucking good,” Jacob said, with a moan. His cock was tantalizing, the sensation thrilling, and she didn’t want it to end.
    Vivienne’s nipples ached at his touch, and her pussy gripped tighter. Jacob stroked hard, taking her with him to the edge of climax. Then, looking into his lust-filled eyes, she came unglued. Her clit burned, and she gasped as waves of pleasure washed through her.
    Jacob yelled out, as she clenched over him, and he exploded inside her. He filled her with cum, an intimacy that touched her. Vivienne’s muscles tightened and shuddered, as she gave in to her climax, while Jacob submitted to his own.
    The ecstasy endured, leaving Vivienne floating on a cloud. Her breathing was rapid, her heart pounding. When she looked at Jacob, he reached up and traced his fingertips along her jaw.
    “Jacob.” That seemed to encompass all that she felt.
    Jacob slid from the bed and lifted her in his arms. Vivienne smiled, too weak to object. “Where are we going?”
    “To my shower.” Jacob carried her out of the playroom, to his master suite, and went to the walk-in shower. There he put her down, before turning on the water, which quickly warmed.
    Then Jacob soaped her body and gently washed her. It was a heavenly feeling, and Vivienne was happy to be with him. She didn’t mention that being in his shower was a first, instead just enjoying the attention. The way he massaged her body and washed her with such admiration was moving.
    “My turn,” Vivienne said, when he rinsed her off. She soaped the sponge and squeezed it over Jacob’s shoulders. Relishing the task, she washed his muscled body, thinking he might stop her. But he didn’t. When she rubbed his back, Vivienne felt the raised scars, but didn’t mention them. The idea that anyone would injure Jacob hurt her deeply. But he hadn’t been willing to talk about it.
    When she finished rinsing him, Jacob got thick towels and they dried off. Vivienne wrapped hers around her body. “My clothes are in the other bedroom.” She walked toward the bathroom door.
    “I’ll meet you downstairs for cocktails,” Jacob said, appearing reluctant to let her go, which made her feel good.
    By the time Vivienne got dressed and went down, Jacob had already procured drinks. She went outside with him. It was dark, so he had the patio lights on. “It’s so nice out