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“Shall we retire?” he asked with a grin on his lips.
“Absolutely,” she told him, rising to take his arm.
When he moved toward her bedroom, she started to wonder, but his words calmed her. “Elsa will be waiting to help you undress. Let’s not change the routine. When she’s gone, come to me, Nina. I’m the door at the far end of the hallway. It will be unlocked.” He kissed her palm and left her in Elsa’s capable hands.
Nina was thankful to relinquish her corset and crinolines. She pulled on a thin linen nightshift, covering it with her navy blue dressing gown. Her kid slippers matched the blue of the gown. She waited almost half an hour after Elsa left before venturing into the hallway, taking the long walk to Jacob’s bedroom that should have shamed her but instead inflamed her insides, making her moist and needy before he even touched her. She wanted this, had no fear about it.
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Chapter Nine
Nina knocked once on the wooden door and turned the handle at the same time, pushing it inward to reveal Jacob’s private chamber. She assumed it would be luxurious and regal, but the dark brown and beige suite was fit for royalty. The carpets and draperies contrasted with the chocolate brown coverlet on the largest bed she’d ever seen. The blankets had been turned back to reveal crisp, tan sheeting.
He sat beside the fire, a book in his hand which he closed immediately upon her entry. His dressing gown was black silk with a velvet collar. He had on black trousers and leather slippers.
“Come in, Nina. Would you like a drink?” He rose and strode to the sideboard at the far end of the room. “Sherry?”
“Brandy, please.” She couldn’t help but stare at the assortment of items that reflected his personality. Most of them appeared to be books. Over the fireplace hung a large oil canvas, the female subject nude, lying on a divan with her long dark hair shielding her face but not her body.
“She’s beautiful,” Nina said, wandering further in the room to get a better look. “Did you know the model?”
“No, I found the painting some years ago while traveling in France.”
“It’s so simple, yet inviting.” Her hand rose towards the picture to touch the texture but she pulled it back.
“Just as you are, Nina. I find you a very interesting woman. You’re smart and pretty, quick to find the humor in a situation yet you speak your mind.”
“My father might say I annoy him for all the same reasons.”
“Probably, but I’m not your father.”
“No, you’re a very capable businessman who’s had a terrible situation thrust into his home, strangers to take care of and now me, the untutored waif to deal with.” She wandered the wall of books, noting several titles as she passed.
“You, my dear, are no waif. And you are a very intriguing detail I will relish spending time with.”
Nina’s skin heated. She knew he’d seen her cheeks redden and didn’t care. Her breasts were heavy with want, and her lower lips were pulsing in anticipation of his touch.
“What do you want, Jacob?”
“I’d think you should decide what you want first.” He sauntered closer, handing her the brandy in a crystal glass.
“I want to learn everything you can teach me, show me.”
“Are you sure, truly sure?”
“Yes, I am. I have no fear of you, Jacob. If I’m to submit to a man, I would rather it be you than another not of my choice.”
“Take off your dressing gown,” he said, his voice full of authority. His lips spread into a smile as she put her glass aside and opened the robe, dropping it on the upholstered bench at the foot of his bed.
Nina never knew she had such confidence within her. His dark eyes stared at her, and she stood tall, watching back, not allowing him to intimidate her. It was that thought she verbalized.
“I understand I should be afraid or at least embarrassed, but I’m not, Jacob. I’m curious and want to touch you.”
He opened his robe and slipped it off his shoulders, dropping it over the back of a chair nearby. The scarf tied around his throat came next. Standing before her in just trousers and slippers, he was a very appealing image of man.
“What will pleasure you?” she asked, walking closer to him, her hands reaching to his shoulders, stroking the warm flesh. “May I kiss you?” she asked in an almost nonexistent voice as she let her lips drop to his throat, her tongue running along his chin.
“You can do whatever you wish,” he told her, wrapping her in his arms and pulling her close to his body. His erection was hard and pulsed when he positioned her against it. His lips covered hers, coaxing her to open to his probing tongue, accepting the lessons he offered.
In a haze of kisses and touches, Nina surrendered her body to Jacob. He gathered her in his arms and carried her to his bed, gently placing her across the center before coming to lie beside her.
“I’ll stop if you want,” he told her as his tongue made patterns along her throat.
“Don’t stop,” she told him, using her hands to explore his upper body. Her fingers stroked his chest and arms, finding his flat nipple and teasing it with her fingertips. His groan was of approval, and she ventured further, toeing off her slippers.
His hands roamed her body over the gown, pushing it out of his way to feel her naked skin. “Are you sure?” He rose over her, his weight balanced on his forearms, watching her carefully.
“I’m sure.”
What she wasn’t prepared for was his large, strong hands grasping the front of her nightgown and tearing it open with one smooth move, leaving her bared to his sight and touch.
Her body heated further, her breath catching in her throat as her lower lips throbbed, moisture easing through her body as her nipples hardened. His lips suckled one while his hands roamed her nakedness, all of her, front and back. Nina writhed against his touch, drawing his mouth back to hers until she was breathless.
Jacob moved to the side and drew down his trousers, revealing his erect penis to her.
“Oh, Jacob,” she said, drawing a breath while leaning forward to capture him in her hand.
“What do you want to do with my cock, Nina?”
“I want to touch you like I did in the stable.”
“Then say it.”
“I want to touch you.”
“Say it all, no holding back. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she said, acknowledging his desire. “You want me to tell you I want to suck your cock. Is that correct?”
“Yes. What else?” His hand took the weight of her breast in his palm, his fingers lightly pinching her nipple.
“I want you to kiss my breasts,” she managed to tell him, reaching her other hand forward to capture his cock.
“You want me to kiss your tits? To suckle you until you feel the pull of my lips in your womb?”
“God, yes.”
From that moment on, Nina didn’t care how indecent she became. Her only desire was to please Jacob, the side benefit being her awakening. His cock pulsed against her palm, and she slipped from his arms, lowering to his crotch and taking his shaft between her lips.
In an act of complete clarity, she sucked him, loving how his skin felt against her lips, how he surged against her tongue. She was confused when he pulled her off him and laid her back on the bed.
“More of that later. For now, I want to lick your pussy.” Jacob lowered his body along hers, kissing and touching her the whole time. His hands and lips missed nowhere on her body until he came to her center.
Glancing up only once, he smiled at her, pausing to push the hair from her face. “I’ve wanted to taste you since I first saw you, Nina, frozen from Arret’s actions the first night you arrived. He’d never lick you this way,” he said, taking long strokes of his tongue against her lower lips. “He’d never suck your clit,” he continued, suckling her nub as he had her nipples.
“Jacob,” she whispered, lost in the haze of new feelings and need. Her hands grabb
ed the sheeting, crushing the material between her fingers as he alternated suckling her and slipping his tongue between her lips. When he used his finger to open her, she cried aloud, not caring he heard.
“Nina, we can still stop,” he told her, rising over her to watch her reaction.
“No stopping, Jacob.”
He didn’t ask her again, and she sighed aloud when he went back to his position between her thighs. In the stable the other evening, he’d stretched her wide, but tonight, she wanted him to enter her. Nina knew she’d have to ask for what she desired.
“Jacob, come inside me,” she said, her voice clear and confident.
“Why?” She glanced at him and caught the devilish smile on his face.
“Why? Because I want to feel your cock inside me, I want to feel your heat, how you move within my body.”
“Damn, Nina,” he said, rising above her. “It will hurt, but only for a bit.”
“Hurt me, Jacob. Make me complete.” Nina wasn’t sure where her confidence came from only to stop would haunt her forever. She watched as he moved away, kicking off his slippers and trousers before retrieving something from the bed stand.
Nina leaned forward and watched as he rolled the covering over his cock. Her hand dropped down to feel the texture, not resisting pumping him several times before relaxing back on the pillow.
Jacob positioned himself over her, spreading her thighs wide with his hands. She felt him nudge at her opening and wanted more. As he inched within her, she felt the strength of his cock stretch her wider than she could have imagined. He dropped his hand to her breast, his fingers clutching her nipple and squeezing it as he pushed all the way inside her.
Nina let out a gasp as his invasion became complete. He waited until she caught her breath, his fingers now lightly massaging her breast. Slowly, he started to pull back, and her hands wildly grabbed for him.
“Relax, Nina,” he whispered, pushing back within her walls, retreating only a bit.
She understood and let her body accept him, holding back a groan on each withdrawal. With each thrust, her body acclimated to his length and girth. Soon, she was moving her hips to find his rhythm, to take him deeper.
The look on Jacob’s face became intense as his hands moved her hips, lifting her slightly to meet his thrusts. That was the moment she fell into the abyss he’d taken her to. She heard a loud groan, knew it escaped from her lips and didn’t care. Her body shuddered around him, squeezing his cock within her body. He quaked above her and whispered, “Son of a bitch,” before rising up and pushing back one last time.
His breathing calmed as hers did, and he allowed his weight to drop slightly, his mouth finding her tongue in a tangle of delight. Eventually, he moved from inside her and dropped next to her. He lay only a minute.
“Stay here,” he told her, pausing to nip at her earlobe before leaving her side.
Nina lay exhausted on his bed, unable to rise if her life depended on it. When Jacob returned, he carried a cloth. After wiping her thighs with careful strokes, he cleaned his cock, his hand much more assured. When he was finished, he lay back beside her, pulling her body close to his.
“Nina?”
“Oh, Jacob, do it again.” She told him, wrapping her arms around him to hold him close.
“What would you like me to do?”
“Everything,” she said, finally pulling back to let him see the smile on her face. “Anything,” she told him, as her fingers began playing with the dark curling hairs on his chest, each pass lowering toward his cock.
“What else is there?” he teased.
“There’s got to be more,” she said, her voice not quite filled with panic.
“Oh, Nina, there’s more, trust me,” he said, taking her hand in his and lowering it to his semi-hard cock. “If you can get me hard, you can use me.”
“Is that a dare, my lord?”
“It’s a fact,” he told her, just before pulling her under him, letting all of his weight surround her. His kiss was the beginning of her renewal.
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Chapter Ten
Nina awoke in her own bed late the next morning. There was a soft knock on her door just before it was pushed open. Daylen entered with a breakfast tray, waiting patiently while she slipped a pillow behind her and sat up.
When the tray was settled across her legs, he left quietly. She poured coffee into a cup and sipped the hearty brew. Closing her eyes, she remembered every moment of last night. It made her excited to think about him touching her, her thighs pressing together, feeling the pulse in her pussy. She carried an ache within her that was physical and emotional.
She laughed aloud, recognizing that although she was alone, she still felt embarrassed that she’d referred to her own anatomy with Jacob’s words. Never before had she used such language nor heard those terms. Never again would she hesitate. It was difficult to enjoy the delectable morsels supplied her when all she could think of was sex.
Glancing around the room, the heavy drapes were still closed, cloistering her in a darkened environment. Her head dropped back onto the pillows, and she let her hand roam across her body, along her torso and higher. The material slid along her skin, the memory of Jacob eventually slipping the fresh gown over her head last night when he returned her to her room still fresh on her mind.
He’d promised he’d get rid of her torn, stained gown before anyone could find it. She believed him, drawing her robe around her nakedness as he carried her down the hall back to her room. He let her drop to the floor beside her bed, steadying her until she got her balance.
“Where are your nightclothes, Nina?”
“In the left side of the wardrobe,” she answered, and watched him draw out another sleeping gown. He walked directly to her and used his large fingers to untie the knotted belt at her waist. She stood tall when he pushed it off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. Jacob dropped his head and captured her breast between his lips, his hand dropping to her pussy, lightly stroking her with his fingers as he suckled her.
Her hands went to his arms to steady herself against his motions. She felt the heat he created, knew her lips were enlarged from the contact, slippery against his touch. His groan broke the moment and he drew back.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered.
“You must be sore by now,” he asked, eyeing her naked form.
Nina used her hands to angle his head to her mouth, kissing him without restraint. His arms wrapped around her, dropping her to the bed, lowering himself on top of her.
Her hands roamed his body while he used his palms to cup her buttocks, tugging her against his erect cock, sliding her along his length. His fingers moved harder against her skin, need pushing him to go faster.
“Let me suck on you,” she managed to utter, fighting with the belt of his robe to bare him.
“Is that what you want?”
“First, then I want to feel your cock inside me.”
He released his hold on her, and she slipped along his chest, her lips and tongue finding a path to his cock. There was no reluctance to take him between her lips, to suck him deep inside her mouth. She was learning what he liked, how much pressure to use against his hardened length. Nina drew a breath and slipped her mouth over his length, dropping as far as she could, using her teeth lightly along him on the upward motion.
Jacob groaned, and she did it again. “Is that all right?”
“It’s wonderful. Do it again, harder.”
“Harder? Are you sure?” she asked, her hand massaging his skin in the absence of her mouth. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Yes, harder. You won’t hurt me.”
Her lips replaced her fingers, and she started again, sliding her lips down his length, scraping his skin with her teeth on the way up. He surged between her lips, and she repeated the motion. With each pass, she gained more courage, taking his testicles in her hand and lightly rubbing them.
“You’ll make me come,
Nina,” he told her.
“Then come,” she managed, her mouth returning to his cock.
“No, I want something else.” Jacob rolled her over, taking the advantage and drawing her under him. His cock bobbed at her opening, and she tried to wiggle into a better position.
“No,” he told her, a strange grin forming on his lips.
With little movement he turned her onto her belly and pulled her towards the edge, leaving her feet firmly planted on the carpeted floor, a shoulder width apart. His right hand drew along her spine, pushing her upper body onto the bed, leaving her exposed as never before.
“This is how I want to fuck you,” he told her, his lips to her ear as he slipped his cock inside her. She stilled to accept him, taking his pattern, lifting her hips higher to accept each invasion. When he pulled completely from within her, she groaned in protest.
“Jacob, don’t stop,” she cried, only to have his large hand hold her down on the bed.
“Stay there,” he ordered, and she soon felt his finger invade her as his cock had. His mouth followed and his tongue drew moist lines along her pussy, darting between her lips, making her body needier than ever before.
Nina pushed against his lips trying to take him deeper. His hands held her thighs where he wanted her as he fucked her with his tongue. She wasn’t sure when he’d moved higher, now touching her anus, but the heat it produced inside her made her not care.
“Do you like that?”
“We’re not supposed to,” she managed to finally answer.
“Together we do what we want, as long as it feels good. Nobody else will ever know.” His fingers bit into her thighs. “Well, should I stop?”
“No, don’t stop.”
“Why?”
Nina heard the words and knew she spoke them but wasn’t sure where the courage came from. “Because it makes me hot and wet, and that makes you hard.”
“You’re learning,” he said, moving from behind her and pushing his cock back deep in her pussy. His right hand moved to her mouth and she sucked his fingers deep between her lips, groaning when he pulled them away.