Free Her Pirate Master (Entwined Fates) by Trista Ann Michaels Page A

drawing out her release till she thought she might cry.
    Just as it began to die down, he tilted his hand and rubbed the pads of his fingers against her G-spot. Jack’s release slammed through her again. Her channel throbbed, sucking his fingers deeper inside her as wave after wave of her release took her breath. He made her crazy. He made her want to scream to the rooftops, to slide into a puddle on the floor and beg him to take her repeatedly.
    The pleasure slowly subsided. Haydrien removed his touch, and Jack sighed. She let go of her knees and allowed her legs to lower. She forgot that her butt was no longer over the table and would’ve fallen on the floor if Haydrien hadn’t caught her.
    A strained look contorted his face as he set her aside, then strode quickly to the bathroom. The door slammed shut with a bang that made Jack jump in surprise.
    “Now who needs to get off?” she yelled, then giggled. “Serves you right, you prick.”
     
    HAYDRIEN FISTED HIS hands at his sides, ignoring her amused taunt. If she knew what was good for her, she’d hush. His control was stretched way too thin. It would be so easy for him to go out there and take her, to fill her pussy with his cock until she begged him to stop. Even then he wasn’t sure it would be enough.
    God, his whole body hurt. There was no just letting it go this time. He would have to find some release. He narrowed his eyes in thought. “Or maybe not.”
    He opened the door and yelled. “Jacquelyn, come here.”
    “Why?” she asked hesitantly from the terrace.
    “Woman, are you seriously asking me why?” he growled. “Get your ass in here. Now.”
    He shut the door and began to disrobe. He wondered how long it would take her to come in here. He was sure she would be slow, determined to not give in too easily.
    He smiled slightly. She was becoming so easy to read.
    He turned the water on in the shower and waited for it to heat up. The door behind him opened, and he turned to see Jacquelyn standing in the opening, watching him warily. Her gaze moved down his body and came to rest at his engorged cock. She visibly swallowed and brought her gaze back to his.
    “Take the dress off,” he commanded.
    Her mouth dropped open, and she pointed over her shoulder toward the terrace. “You already—”
    “I know what I already did. This time you’re doing something.”
    Her eyes narrowed. “What?”
    “Tit for tat,” he murmured and almost laughed at the way her jaw went slack the second it dawned on her what he wanted.
    She shook her head. “No.”
    Damn, she was stubborn.
    “Jack,” he coaxed and held out his hand.
    Her eyes widened, and a spark of fear ignited within the blue. Haydrien frowned. What had frightened her? He opened his mouth to ask, but all thought died the second she stepped forward and put her hand around the base of his cock.
    He stepped into the shower, and she removed her dress and followed. Haydrien watched as she dropped to her knees under the water. She seemed nervous somehow, more so than earlier. Why had calling her Jack made her suddenly anxious to do his bidding? It was as though she wanted him to think about something else.
    “Jacqu—”
    She licked the head of his shaft, and he actually couldn’t catch his breath.
    “Damn,” he sighed.
    He reached down and removed the clip that held her hair back. It fell around her shoulders in soft curls. Droplets of water clung to the strands and her skin. He slid his hand through her hair and gripped the back of her head.
    “Open your lips, sub,” he growled. His voice sounded harsh even to his own ears.
    She did as he requested, and he slowly slid his cock into the warm recesses of her mouth. She closed her lips around him, and he sighed, enjoying the feel of her tongue as it twirled around his rod. He gasped when she scraped her teeth over the head. Dipping her tongue into the tiny slit, she licked away the cream.
    Haydrien’s knees became weak as she once again engulfed him,