Jack In The Box

I woke up in the morning to find myself nestled between Jack’s arms. I brought my hand to his face and brushed the locks of dark silky hair and sighed. His caramel colored skin glistened in the sunlight that streamed from the open drapes.

When Jack opened his eyes, I was still staring at him. Amusement was clear on his features. In a sleepy, husky voice, he said. “I want to be inside you again.”

My heart thudded against my chest rapidly. “Shower first.”

He chuckled. “You didn’t even pretend to decline this time.”

I gathered the bedsheet around my naked body and started walking towards the bathroom when one end of the cloth got stuck somewhere, I glanced back to see Jack holding it.

“Let go.” I said.

He grinned. “What’s the point of hiding something that I’ve already seen?”

My cheeks caught fire. I was blushing a lot this morning for someone who was encouraging and moaning his name. Last night was different, the room was dark. Now it was daytime and Jack seeing me fully naked this time made me a little nervous.

“Let me have the shower first.”

He grasped my body and pulled me possessively against him, smiling. “Not unless you let me come in with you. I’m a bath specialist. I can scrub your body with precision.”

I couldn’t help but giggle. “I’m sure you can.”

And he did follow me in the bathroom. His mouth came crashing down on mine as his hands moved to my breasts and then to my hips. He picked me up with an easy grace and I was stranding him in the shower with the warm spray of the water sprinkling over us. We didn’t finish in the shower, instead we bathed together and crashed back in bed.

He took a while to watch my body, tracing his fingers over every curve and then his mouth was everywhere. A few minutes later Jack was thrusting into me relentlessly.

“Oh, Riley.” Jack growled my name in such anguish that I thought he was in pain at first.

He pulled a bit out and slid inside again and I groaned. “Jack...”

It felt too good. I had tears at the corner of my eyes, I was pretty sure I’d drove my nails into his back. It was so wrong and it still felt so right. I was in bed with a criminal and I didn’t have any guilt left inside me anymore.

I’d betrayed everyone I knew by sleeping with the devil.

I could hear Jack moaning and grunting and then the warm spill of his seed inside me. Just when he came down from the frenzy he realized what had happened.

“I’m sorry, Riley. I didn’t realize when I....”

I put my finger on his lips. “It’s okay.” He was still inside me when I brought his mouth to mine.

with a delicious slowness, taking his time to lick every corner of my mouth. He kissed my forehead and rolled

usual goofiness was masked with a

He smelled of soap mixed with sweat and all male. I could

lets run away together.” I couldn’t even believe I was

man and I was already talking

like my cock

was going to give a sarcastic come back for that but I noticed that even though he’d cracked

“I’m serious.”

his expressions were vehement. “Do

you’re going, I want to go with you. I don’t want to go home.” I

of his mouth twitched upward. “Why do women have to get so fucking emotional every time they take a

the hell does that

chocolate brown in the sunlight. “You told me your desire

shook my head. “You asked me to marry you the

That was a

this, Jack! Don’t shut me out.” I said

was acting like he didn’t care. His eyes had been filled with so much compassion before and now they were just vacant, the kind that he usually had when he was confined in

If we were to marry, what would you tell

this because you’re afraid to accept

at me, his

feelings. You

mouth and stopped me from completing the sentence. He shook his head. “It’s best you don’t say it. We’d rather pretend there’s no

flung the comforter away. “That is not fair! You can’t just break down my walls, make me

coward then,

cradled his face in my hands. “Talk to me,

life-line, as if he could chase

you.” His long graceful

his. “So you’re just going

could protect you, and now the killer has tracked

tone with me, like I was his wife and

door. Jack picked the covers and tossed it towards me. “Cover

were quick as he reached for the drawer and pulled out a handgun.

it’s me.” Came the response from the

the gun into his waistband and opened the door only partly. I couldn’t see the person at the door, but it seemed like someone who knew Jack. His words weren’t clear, but Jack was commanding the man on

shut the door behind him and ordered. “Get dressed. We are leaving in an