The Beast And His Belle

Chapter 22

As they spent the evening in the tower on top of the world, they never bothered to look around the apartment when they walked in the night before. The bags were left thrown at the door, the shades were left open and with it bringing in the glistening hues of the early morning rising sun. Jackson squinted his sleepy eyes at the light beams blinding his sight until he felt the warm and gentle movements sleeping peacefully next to him.
He had realized by the powers of fate, he had gotten what he asked for yesterday. To wake Belle up similar to yesterday as she lay in bed nude for his eyes to savor. With a feathery light touch he glided his fingers down her arm.
"Mmmm," she began to stir awake and Jack followed his caress with his lips; wanting to taste every inch of her bare body.
"Rise and shine, sleeping beauty," he said the same words as the day before.
"No! You had me up half the night!" she groaned but he caught her smile as she tried to hide it turning over and nuzzling her head in the crock of his shoulder.
"I can't help myself when I get to wake up to you not wearing any clothes." With a flick of his finger against her breast, her nipple perked with the swarm of goosebumps. He loved how sensitive and easily his touch ignited the fires inside her.
"Fine! Then I'll go put some on!" she began to peel herself out his arms and he rolled over pinning her under his broad body.
"You try to put clothes on at all and I will throw your bag off the top of this Eiffel Tower!"
"Ok alright, Mr. Bossy!" she giggled playfully and his lips crashed onto hers and moved over her body continuing his exploration.
"Haven't you had enough of me from last night! I'm still sore!" she said biting her lip, trying to suppress a moan as he sucked her breasts but it was to no avail.
"I will never have enough of you. Wait, you're sore?" his head perked up with worry. "Why didn't you tell me I was hurting you!"
"You weren't," she caressed his worried face and pecked his lips with kisses of her own. "It just feels like you're still inside me. I didn't say I minded feeling sore, now did I," she whispered against his mouth nibbling on his lip causing him to growl.
"You don't get to say things like that when I can't plant myself inside you right now!" he said disgruntled moving himself off her body and laying next to her on his back.
"Well you don't get to touch me like that and not expect me to want you inside me again!"
"You're sore. I don't want to hurt you!"
Belle turned over to her side and seductively drew circles with her finger along his chest.
"Sorry, Mr. Mason. You don't get to decide all the rules." She climbed onto him straddling herself over his throbbing cock.
"This time, I do. And I don't think I'm sore enough yet."
His deep growl echoed through the room when he fiercely pulled her head down and smashed his lips to hers. He kissed and licked dedicatedly each breast; lightly using his teeth he sucked and tugged her nipple, bringing a wave of sweet torture to her core that was rocking against his pulsating cock.

Her body was writhing and wet for him and although the feeling was exquisite for Jack, it was sweet, sexy immense torture, and he already felt like he would die if he wasn't soon inside her again. Suddenly he felt her lift herself up and wrap her fingers wrap around his erection. She glided up and down pumping him and he felt like he could explode. He couldn't take his eyes off her as she licked her plump lips before they curled into a mischievous smile and she slowly lowered herself onto his cock.

Jack exhaled a deep long moan just as she sat at the base of his cock, taking him in fully while his hand played her breasts like his piano, stroking her nipples like a feather while the other was tangled in her tousled hair, holding on for dear life. Belle placed her hands on his chest, steadying herself from the light-headedness of the intense wave of emotion and passion that was swirling around them.
"Jack," Belle moaned as she circled her hips against him, continuing to slowly ride him. He cupped her face and pulled her down, needing to taste her lips again. His cock twitched inside her at the feeling of her hard nipples grazing his chest. Jack was hanging on by a thread when he sat himself up and gently gripped her hips and ass; thrusting himself even deeper inside her. Both becoming more breathless he felt her fingernails dig into his back as her walls clenched around him. Releasing a low growl of a moan into her mouth, he kissed her senseless as his cock drowned in pleasure.
"Belle, that was...you are...amazing," Jack said panting heavily as Belle collapsed her tired body next to his. He stroked her hair and held her close as she drifted back to sleep. Jackson quietly listened to the sound of her breathing, finding the steady rhymes of their hearts were heavily beating in unison.
"Belle Rose Le Fleur," he whispered to himself as he twirled her wedding ring around her finger while she was fast asleep. "Beautiful rose flower, my wife." He smiled at the thought and caressed her check softy to not wake her. "Je t'amerai pour toujours, I will always love you."

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After a morning of staying in bed and simply enjoying the view as well as each other, sadly their trip was over. They went back to the hotel to pack their bags and were escorted back to the jet. Jackson did his regular check of the plane's mechanics and engines diagnostics before taking his seat next to Belle. Pulling her onto his lap and ravaging her mouth once more, he couldn't get enough of her and the happiness and joy she brought to his life.
"Ugh! I see what you mean about reality. I don't want to go back."
He kept peppering her lips and neck with kisses in between his words. "I'd much rather spend everyday, all day in bed with you."
Belle fought off his wondering hands and magnetic mouth not wanting to be embarrassingly caught again by Cassidy, his stewardess and Jackson finally gave into her rules.
"Let's just never go back. I'll tell the captain to change course. Where do you want to go? Somewhere warm this time; Australia? Fiji? Hawaii?"
"Jack! We are going home!" Belle said sternly but cupped his cheek lovingly in her palms.
"Remember what I told you? You have the power to steer your life in any direction you choose. If you don't like where it's heading, don't run from it, only you have the power make things right." He gazed back at her tenderly and gently kissed her lips.
"Thank you."
"For what?" she shrugged as if her words meant nothing.
"I would've never known how to make a change in my life if it weren't for you. Before you, I didn't even see a reason to, but now I do. I want to change a lot of things, including bringing the company back to the standards and values my mom would've wanted."
"Jack, I think she'd be very proud of who you've become." Belle kissed his lips compassionately and he took her hand from his cheek and kissed it before locking his fingers with hers.
"The companies annual gala is coming up in a week and I'd like you to come with me," he asked and Belle quickly nodded her expressionless head yes.
"No!" he pinched her chin forcing her to look at him.
"This isn't out of obligation anymore, Belle. I'm asking you if you'd like to accompany me? If you don't want to go then I won't go either. Marcel will probably have my head but I don't care! I only want to go if you're there with me!"
"Ok," she shyly answered not able to suppress a smile. "Wherever it is you need to go, I will be right there with you." She caressed his face and stroked along the hairline of his forehead before they both got lost in the desires of their hidden love for each other.