Chapter Ten
DECLAN WAS GOING to crawl out of his skin. He was so horny he was gonna die if he didn’t get laid. His hand and his fantasies about Jane weren’t going to cut it tonight. He should have taken that reporter up on her offer. It’s not like she didn’t follow him to the bathroom and stick her hand down his pants. When he told her Jane was his girlfriend, she told him to invite her along and he could fuck her while she ate Jane’s pussy. He didn’t want anyone touching Jane’s pussy but him and he didn’t want to fuck anyone but Jane.
Jane eyed him. “You okay?”
He pushed the glass of scotch away. He knew he wasn’t going to sleep tonight. “I’m antsy.”
“Is that what you call it?”
“I’m wound up after a show and I need some ….”
“I get it. I was the same way after a fire fight. I wanted to drink, fight, and then get laid.”
“What did you do?”
“I was quiet about it.”
“I want a woman to touch me.”
“I have the blonde’s number, she slipped it to me earlier.”
“She’s fake. I want someone real. Like you.”
Jane let out a long breath, then she pushed him in the chest and he fell back on the bed. She got the bed and straddled his hips.
“What are you doing?”
She yanked his shirt over his head. “Shutting you up.”
He was instantly hard. Yes. But desire turned to alarm when she used his long sleeve t-shirt to tie his hands to the headboard. “I don’t like to be tied up.”
“Tough shit.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Make sure I get a good night sleep tonight.”
He was breathing hard. “Thank you.”
“Your whining is driving me crazy.”
He was almost insulted. “I don’t whine.”
“Yeah Lover boy you do.”
“But not in an unmasculine way?”
She snorted, just before she leaned over him and licked his nipple.
Declan arched his hips and her warm wet tongue grazed his skin. She bit his nipple and ran her fingertips down his arms. Declan held his breath as her nails raked his skin. He wasn’t into the rough stuff, but if that is what got her on his dick, he could let her be in charge. He sucked in a quick breath as her luscious mouth moved over to his other nipple and stifled a cry as her teeth sunk into his flesh. He couldn’t seem to catch his breath and he felt like he was going to explode. Jane nibbled herself all over his chest and down to his belly button. He watched her as the tip of her tongue moved over his skin. Her hands went to his pants and he heard the rasp of a zipper over his harsh breathing. He held his breath as her hand slipped into his jeans and grabbed his cock. She moved her hand up and down on him and he was ready to come. He didn’t want to blow his load he wanted to be in her pussy when he came. Hell he wanted her to be as ready as him. Right now she braced herself with one hand, sucked on his nipples and worked her hand from the tip of his cock to his balls massaging him. This was great but he wanted to watch her face and see her tits. “Jane?”
She stopped kissing his chest working his cock with her hand and lifted her head. “What?”
“Get naked and fuck me.”
She plopped that beautiful ass on his thighs and eyed him like he’d lost his mind. “You’re in no position to make demands.”
“Let me touch you.”
“No.”
“Take off the wig and the dress. I want to see you.” He hoped he sounded seductive, but suspected he didn’t.
She huffed and lifted up the dress and unstrapped her weapons and put them on the bed. She pulled her dress over her head.
Declan’s mouth dropped open and he couldn’t speak as he stared at the most beautiful tits he’d ever seen. High firm and round topped with dusky nipples. He stopped breathing, they were so perfect. Her nipples were already hard and he just wanted to taste them. “Your tits are perfect.”
“Thank you.”
He pulled on his bindings. “I have to touch them.”
She laughed and leaned over and let the her nipples graze his chest. “Do you like that?”
He nodded as heat shot through him. At this rate he was going to blow before he even got inside her. He had to get free. She dragged her body over him again letting her tits move across his hot skin. “Let me touch you.”
“You are touching me.”
“You’re evil.”
She laughed and sat up. She raised her body until she was on her knees. She reached over and grabbed the waist band of his pants and yanked them down. His cock sprang free ready for action.
She looked at his dick. Examining him. “Impressive.”
Declan breathed a sigh of relief. “He’s really eager to get acquainted with you.”
“Then let’s do this.”
“Condoms are in the drawers.”
“Look at you Mr. Safety.”
“Take off the wig.”
“You got me out of the dress. That’s the best you’re getting.”
“I don’t want the fake blonde. I want you.”
“Aren’t you sweet.”
Declan had a brief thought that if she kept the wig on it wasn’t really her. If she wanted to play that game he was cool. He was getting her tonight and he would give her a night to remember. His entire body was shaking. There was a drop of pre-cum on his cock. Shit he was ready to blow. “Not really, I’m--”
Jane leaned over and took his cock into her hot wet mouth and sucked him down to his balls. He couldn’t speak. He watched her slowly raise her mouth on his skin until all she had was the tip in her mouth. Then her pink tongue began to swirl over his head in slow devious strokes. Her red lips massaged the tip and Declan felt every muscle he had tighten. She raked her fingers down his chest and his back arched. Slowly her head bobbed over his cock. Jesus this woman knew how to give head. Her other hand squeezed his balls. Declan heard himself groan as he struggled against the ties. He wanted to touch her, rip that wig off and bury his hands in her thick dark hair. He wanted to shove his cock all the way in her mouth. He wanted to blow his load. He wanted to lay back and enjoy her. Hell he didn’t know what he wanted to do, he knew he just didn’t want it to stop. “Jane.”
Her mouth stopped and she looked up at him. He could see the desire in her eyes. Shit she wanted him.
Then she slid those pump red lips down his dick again and he was lost. She used her mouth and her hands to pleasure him. He wanted to come, he wanted it to last forever. He wanted to be in her pussy when he came, but he didn’t think he last more than a stroke or two. At least this way when he got inside her he’d last longer because he came.
She took his cock all the way into her mouth and fondled his tightening balls. There was no way he was lasting much longer. Then she pressed two fingers against the tight flesh just below the sacs and he felt himself come. His hips arched and he felt himself rise off the bed and his cock hit the back of her throat. Her body went with him and he came in long spurts. He couldn’t seem to catch his breath as his body shuddered in pleasure. For a second he thought he died. Jesus she was amazing.
She continued to suck him as he came down. She slowly raised her head and his cock popped out of her luscious mouth and she stared at him for a second or two. He could feel her wet heat on his bare legs as she straddled him. “All better?”
He opened his eyes as stared at her face as she licked his cum off of her top lip. “Kiss me.”
She slid her tits up his chest until her mouth was just above him. He raised his head and watched as she slowly leaned over and planted a soft kiss on the tip of his nose.
Was that it?
She smiled.
“Ten minutes and I’m ready for round two. Untie me.”
“We’re done.”
“What?”
She pulled off the wig and her hair dark hair tumbled over her shoulders. “I smell like a bar. I’m going to take a shower.”
He pulled on his shirt. “You’re not going to leave me like this are you?”
“I’ll be done in five minutes and you can get some sleep.”
“Jane, you--”
“Quit your bitchin’. I won’t be long.”
He watched that beautiful bare ass saunter into the bathroom. The black string for a thong really didn’t count as clothing did it?
He heard the water turn on and then he pulled on his shirt trying to get free and she tied an impressive knot. Wait a second. He had played Baily Jennings boy detective and he’d had to get his character out of some dicey situations, he thought for a moment. He relaxed his wrists and pulled his body up and slid the material down the spoke of the wrought iron head board until he got his teeth on the material and worked his way free.
He sat up on the bed yanked his boots off and then his pants. If she thought for one minute that was all they were doing. Hell no. He’d dreamed about getting between those legs since minute one. The water shut off. Then he felt himself get hard again. Quickly he fumbled with the condom box and finally got himself geared up. He was shaking like it was his first time. Jesus what had that woman done to him? He didn’t even want to think about it. If he did he’d have to turn in his man card. He’d never been this nervous about sex.
Jane walked out of the bathroom and stopped. “You got yourself free.”
He took a step toward her. He was about three inches away from her. “I’m not done with you.”
“Really?” Desire flared in her eyes.
She wanted him too. Good, because he’d seen her throw the other bodyguards around the room in their training sessions, if she didn’t want him she’d break him. Declan grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. “Yeah really.” Then he kissed her. It wasn’t a sweet kiss. He was fucking her mouth with his tongue and she was doing the same. He lifted her up and she wrapped her long legs around him. He got them to the bed and he dropped her there. He didn’t waste any time and tore her white panties and tank top off. She smiled. She liked it a little rough. He wanted to fuck her hard and get her out of his system. One and he was done. It just had to be on his terms. Tossing the remnants of the white cotton aside he pulled her legs apart and settled himself between her thighs and stared at her luscious breasts. He just stuck his face between those glorious breasts.
She laughed.
Well shit it was funny, but he’d been dreaming about them since minute two. He traced her breast with his tongue and worked his mouth up to the hard dusky nipple. He sucked it between his lips and bit the hard tip and he heard her yelp.
Leaning on one hand he used the other to get between her legs and slip one finger into her pussy. Her muscles gripped his finger and he felt the warm wet heat. She was so ready for him. Which worked out well because right now he didn’t have the concentration for a lot of foreplay. He just needed to get them both off with him inside her. He worked his mouth over to her other breast and slipped another finger inside and worked her clit with his thumb. Her legs spread wider and he heard her breath quicken. Her fingers gripped his head and she arched her body up.
“Fuck me.”
He raised his head and stopped working his fingers in her pussy. Well if she insisted. He slid his fingers out of her and sucked her juice off his skin. She tasted good. Hot and sweet and spicy. He slid his hands around her waist and lifted her up until she was poised over his cock. He angled her over himself and when the tip of his cock was in her cleft he just let her slide down him until his dick was buried balls deep.
He heard her moan as she buried her face in his neck. Hell no he thought he wanted to look at her face and kiss her while he fucked her. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. He stared into her passion-drugged green eyes. “Hold on. Enjoy the ride.”
“Fuck me.”
Declan thrust his cock deeper inside her. His heart was hammering in his chest as her muscles gripped him. Jesus she was tight. How the hell was he supposed to last? He hung there for a moment hoping he could find some control.
Jane began to grind her hips down on his dick driving him deeper inside her. He stared at her. He should have been good because God knows she just gave him the best blow job in the history of the world.
He let go of her hair and watched as the dark waves covered her shoulders. He leaned her back and took a nipple in his mouth and bit the tip. She sighed and ground her hips down hard on him. She hit this spot on his dick and he thought he was going to lose it. He had to get back in control but what she was doing to him felt way too good. Declan closed his eyes as the pleasure rippled over him. He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t think. He opened his eyes as he decided he needed to check himself. Declan slipped an arm around her supple waist and lifted up from his knees, used his momentum to shift the power balance. Her arms went around his back and he felt her hands touch his scars. There was a second of panic, because he didn’t like anyone to touch them. He normally took women from behind so he didn’t have this problem, but there was something about Jane …
She let out a shuddering breath and he got back to the situation at hand. He pushed her down on the mattress, balanced his body over her and he just started fucking the hell out of her. He kissed her mouth, her breasts, her neck. Her exotic jasmine scent invaded him.
Wrapping her legs around his waist she churned her hips taking him deeper inside her. He couldn’t get enough. Jane just felt so good, so right. Warm and exciting and safe. And so fucking hot. He lifted himself to get another angle inside her pussy as she gripped him like a glove. Balancing on one hand he drove into her hard and her back arched off the bed.
She gasped biting his bottom lip.
He thrust hard into her again. Then stopped, letting her feel all of him inside her. This he liked. Control the lovemaking. He rammed into her again and again. Her legs gipped his waist and he felt her come apart as her orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clenched him and shattered around him.
“Damn you.”
Damn him was right he wasn’t done. He eased his still hard dick out of her and trailed kisses down her limp body until his mouth reached her wet heat. He swiped his tongue on her damp folds as she moaned. He licked her mound slowly until her legs fell open and he slipped his tongue inside her and licked her clit. Her body shuddered and slowly he began to eat her. He watched her belly rise and fall and her breasts jiggle. She tasted so good and he couldn’t seem to get enough of her. He gave her clit a gently nip and she came again.
Declan lifted his head and stared at her. “You like that?”
She tried to move away from him. “I’m done.”
He shook his head. “I’m not.”
Before she could do anything he flipped her over on her stomach and quickly entered her from behind. He fucked her hard. He gripped her hair and leaned over her until his face was in her neck. He wanted to just fuck her for days. He could hear the slap of their skin. His balls tightened and he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, but he needed her to come one more time. He pumped his hips faster, harder. He slipped arm around her waist to hold her still and again he felt her pussy clench around him and he drove himself into her harder. A second later he felt her come and he let himself go. The orgasm rocked him and then collapsed on top of her. He just found heaven. And it scared the hell out of him.
DAY sixteen of my captivity and my vagina has succumbed to Declan Shaw. She walked into the kitchen and was greeted by at least two dozen pink boxes.
“Hello Jane.”
“Charlotte.”
She smiled. “You’re early today.”
“Steve’s wife went into labor and I’m covering him until … where is everyone and why did a bakery throw up in here?”
She was getting plates out of the cupboard. “Everett took them to get fitted for suits and we are tasting wedding cake today. Everyone wants to be involved so it was easier to do it here than try to cram everyone into my friend’s tiny bakery. Since I have to get my wedding together in three minutes, and Declan has a stalker … Jane are you alright?”
“Ah yeah.”
Charlotte shook her head. “You’re not.”
“Are you psychic?”
She pointed to one of the chairs. “Is something wrong with Declan?”
Jane sat down. “Everything.”
Charlotte sat in the chair next to her. “Oh my God,” she leaned closer to her. “Did you sleep with Declan?”
Jane blew out a long breath.
“You did.”
Jane rubbed her forehead. “That man is the vagina whisperer.”
“Well he is a rock star.”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
Charlotte sighed. “Oh Jane, rock stars are like unicorns. Rare, magical, elusive.”
Did Charlotte believe in unicorns? Jane didn’t want to ask because she didn’t want the answer just in case she did. What Declan could do with his dick was magical.
“It’s the creative process.”
“I’m lost.”
“They put that energy into everything.”
He certainly did. “I fucked up.”
“Well that is a matter of opinion. This morning he seemed much more relaxed.”
Wait a second, how did she just confess? Jane stared at Charlotte. “How did you get that out of me?”
“I get money out of tightwads. You were easy.”
No she wasn’t. She’d been trained by the CIA to resist torture. “I've negotiated with people who wanted to slice my face off.”
Charlotte raised a black eyebrow. “Were they men?”
“Yes.” As if that explained everything.
Charlotte held up her hand. “I girl bonded with you, sneaking past your defenses obtaining the information I wanted.”
“You did.” Respect.
She gave Jane a fork. “We should eat cake.”
“Aren’t these for the tasting?”
“As long as its chocolate, Travis will be happy. I threw in the other flavors as ringers.”
Interesting, Jane thought. “What do you want?”
“For Travis to feel that he is participating in the planning.”
“Isn’t he?”
She smiled. “He's helping with the menu, the cake, and the suits. Declan is helping him pick the suits. He is a sublime dresser.”
Who was equally sublime undressed. She sighed as she watched Charlotte open one of the pink boxes and lifted out a white-frosted cake. She put it on the counter and cut a slice then handed it to her.
“What’s this?”
“Passion fruit mousse cake. It’s divine.”
Jane took a bite and the cake melted on her tongue. “Oh God this is great.”
“So back to your problem.”
There wasn’t going to be a problem, she was quitting. “I’m going to give my notice to Mick.”
“You can’t.” Charlotte seemed to panic.
“I’ve compromised myself.”
“I’m not going to say anything!”
But she had to, at least to Mick. “That’s not the point. I can’t be objective.”
“Why did you do it?”
For a nice girl she was hardcore. “We needed some tension release.”
Charlotte narrowed her gaze. “Is that what you call it?”
“You’re worse than my mother.”
She smiled. “Thank you.”
Jane took another bite of the passion fruit cake. Hell yes this was good. The sweet, citrusy flavor exploded in her mouth. “When are they going to be back?”
Charlotte shrugged. “They are with my brother so that means bourbon will be involved. You really aren’t going to quit are you? Who’ll protect Declan?”
“I’m going to stay until they get a replacement.” She’d call Paige.
“But you two have been on TMZ.”
Rock stars change girlfriends like underwear and it’s not like they’ve had a peep from the stalker lately. “Thanks for listening, but I crossed the line. Everyone’s safety is compromised. I couldn’t live with myself if someone got hurt.”
“Or could it be that you’re afraid that you’ll be uncomfortable around one-night-Declan?”
Jane was grateful for that. “I’m not that romantic. I get how Declan rolls I’m the same way.”
Charlotte waved her hand as if all had been settled. “Then it shouldn’t be a problem.”
“It is.”
The front door opened and she heard a lot of drunk male laughter. Time to face Declan and the music. She could handle this. No problem.