Pursued (Captured by the Billionaire #1)(6)
Author: Julia Sykes

Mallory started at her wrists, wide-eyed.  She tugged at the belt, but there was no give; she couldn’t possibly free her hands.  She had never played a game like this, but the rush of heat to her pu**y told her that she liked it.  There was a niggling fear at the back of her mind as she realized her vulnerable position, but that only turned her on more.  Her panties were soaked with her wetness.

Jake pressed a firm hand to her shoulder, pushing her down onto the couch.  He then pulled her legs along the length of it so that she was lying on her back.  Grabbing her bound hands, he roughly shoved them over her head and held them there, completely stretching her out before him.  His eyes roved up and down her body appreciatively until they came to rest on her face once again.  He speared her with his intense gaze, which was a deep blue now.

“Keep your hands there,” he commanded her sternly.

She swallowed and nodded faintly, aware that she was leaving herself completely at his mercy, but unable to deny him.

Then his mouth was at her throat, his hot breath making the sensitive skin there tingle.  She could feel his firm tongue lick up the side of her neck to her ear, making her moan at the erotic tingles that it sent dancing through her body.  He paused for a moment, and then his teeth closed gently on her earlobe, tugging at it as he teased it with his tongue.  Mallory gasped at the sensation as her eyes rolled back in her head blissfully.

And then he was leaving a trail of soft kisses down her neck and onto her chest.  He stopped when he reached her br**sts, running gentle fingers around them, circling, making her ni**les harden to stiff peaks.  Bending down, he pursed his lips and blew a stream of cool air directly onto her right breast, teasing her.

“Will you go out with me, Mallory?”  He asked, holding her on the precipice.

What?  He was asking her out on a date?  Now?

“What?”  She asked aloud, breathless.  He just shook his head, smiling, and did the same to her left breast, making her nerve endings jump to life.  She was nearly quivering with need now.  But he did not touch her ni**les as she so desperately wanted.  Instead, he touched his tongue to her sternum, trailing its warmth downward until he reached the top of her sex.  He hovered there for a moment.

“Will you come out with me?”  He asked again.

But Mallory was too frustrated to listen.  She tugged at her hands, trying to free them so that she could touch herself.  “Touch me, Jake,” she whined.  “Please.”  Her sex was throbbing painfully, her need more intense than it had ever been in her life.  But Jake just lowered his head further, planting soft kisses along her thighs around her pu**y, never touching her where she craved.

“Come out with me, Mallory,” he commanded this time, murmuring against her sensitive skin.

“Yes,” she caved, giving him what he wanted.  “Please, Jake!”

She saw a flash of his white teeth as he grinned, triumphant.  Then his mouth was on her clit, sucking the hard bud into his mouth, his teeth grazing against it.

Mallory exploded, her pu**y contracting as her orgasm rippled through her, making heat flash over her skin, her entire body quivering.

As she came down off her high, Jake pushed himself up off of her, reaching for her bound hands.  He tenderly unwrapped the belt, freeing her and massaging her wrists where the leather had bitten into them as she struggled.  He pulled her up into a sitting position, resting her back against his hard chest, holding her against him with a strong arm around her waist.  Mallory relaxed into him, sighing contentedly.

She reached out to touch him and could feel his impressive length though his pants, hard and ready for her.  “Is there anything I can do for you?”  She asked throatily.

He hesitated for a moment.  “As much as I would like to, we don’t have time.  I’ll be sure to take you up on the offer soon though.”  She could practically hear him smirking.  “But for now, we have to get going.”

She craned her head back and looked at him quizzically.  “Going?  Going where?”

“On our date,” he said, matter-of-factly.

“Now?”  She asked, surprised.  “What’s the rush?”

He smiled at her slyly.  “It’s a bit far away, and I don’t want us to miss our reservation.”

“Where are we going?”  Mallory asked, curious.

“Venice,” Jake replied with a grin.  “You should probably pack a bag.”

The End…