Red

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Rhiannon

"Is this where you live?"

"Yes" He growled. "Now get your ass in my bedroom. Down the hall, first left" His lips were swollen from all the biting and kissing as we travelled the elevator to his penthouse.

I seductively bit my lip, smiling as I walked backwards in the direction he was pointing. I was in awe. His place was amazing. Grey filled the wide open space around me. From the kitchen to the lounge area, it was grey. He'd accessorised it perfectly with silver and black, screaming stylish while still giving it a manly feeling. It suited him perfectly.

I turned to reach his bedroom, following the path of spotlights located on the walls. They were spaced out, shining across the white marble; I felt like a movie star.

I saw him following behind at a slower pace, admiring my every move. His eyes were dark with lust. I played with my hair, brushing my fingertips through the strands letting it fall down my back, before slowly unzipping the back of my dress. The only noise was our gentle footsteps and the zip opening; it was heavenly silent.

"God, you're so sexy" I heard him murmur from behind, encouraging me to let the straps fall and the dress drop to the floor. It created a pool of fabric at my feet. As I stepped out, intending to carry on my seductive walk, his huge hands gripped my waist; his fingertips toying with the thin material on my g-string before ripping them off along with my bra.

"I wasn't finished" I whined, feigning annoyance. Then I let my head fall back onto his shoulder. He pressed tiny, tender kisses along my shoulder, up my neck, and across my jaw. I tingled everywhere he touched, excitement flowing through me and increasing at each touch.

"Baby, you're not even started yet. And neither am I." Before I had chance to comprehend what he said, he picked me up bridal style and threw me on the huge kingsize bed. Grey. The whole of his apartment was actually grey, and it was the most sexiest thing ever. Why I found that so sexy, I had no idea. Maybe because it portrayed him so perfectly, and he was extremely sexy.

As I bounced slightly on the memory foam, he stood over me watching. His eyes took a journey across my body, lingering mostly on my bare tits and pussy.

I always felt uncomfortable under a males stare, convinced they were searching for something to like rather than admiring. But with Jacob it was different; it was clear he liked what he saw. His eyes were dark and heated, his hands were grabbing his cock, and his aura was totally different to all the other guys I'd been with. There was just something more genuine about him. After all, he was putting his job on the line. Even if we wasn't intending to tell my father straight away, eventually he would know.

"What you thinking over there in that pretty little head of yours?" He asked, hovering over my body while still clothed. He looked different than usual in a pair of jeans and a black T-shirt, but hot as hell. "Hmm?" He asked again.

"Nothing, just kiss me"

His lips descended on mine slowly, but soon turned faster. They became more aggressive, more needy, and desperate. He wanted me; needed me. I fumbled with the button on his trousers, and practically ripped his shirt off his head. His bare chest was free for me. My hands roamed across him, top to bottom, feeling every indent and the small patch of hair that descended down his boxers until I reached his cock.

I groaned in approval. He was hard and I wanted him now. I wanted to taste, feel, everything. I wanted him in every way possible.

His tongue ploughed into me, swirling through my mouth as I continued to caress him through his boxers. "Fuck baby, I love those hands of yours." He stood, pushing them down until he was completely naked before me.

Before he could return to his position on top of me, I dropped to my knees in front of him. His eyes widened, mouth parted to speak, but instead a moan escaped as I raked my tongue from base to tip. My hands gripped his thighs, feeling them tense between my fingertips. I took him deep, teasing and pleasuring him simultaneously. Eventually, he gripped my hair, hard and tight, moving my head back and forth at a fast pace. I felt myself choking, gasping for air, but he pulled my head back before placing me back on the bed. I was more wet than ever.

"You're so dirty baby, and I love it, but I'm not coming in your mouth" he smirked before placing another wet, needy kiss across my mouth. "But first, I need to taste you too"

I sucked in a sharp breath at his words, excited to feel his tongue against my swollen clit. His lips travelled down my body, sucking and licking at each nipple, before circling them with his thumbs. I moaned at the pleasure and pain from needing more. He hadn't yet reached my core, and I was aching. "Please, hurry"

As if he knew how to torture me, he let his hot breath dance across my core, applying slight pressure through small kisses. One large swipe of his tongue, from the bottom up, sent my body into a wreck. I was shaking uncontrollably, writhing beneath him until he began his assault. His tongue flicked against me, picking up the pace each time. He groaned at the taste, sending added vibrations through me. I was on the edge, about to fly straight over it, when his tongue disappeared. "No, no, no. Don't stop. Please" I looked up to see him smirking. I was so frustrated, I missed the sight of his fingers getting closer until he plunged them deep inside me and his mouth came back down, forcing an uncontrollable scream out my throat. The pleasure rolled through me, intensifying more and more until he finally stopped. I was out of breath, dizzy, and could barely see from the almighty orgasm that had ripped through my body. I'd never experienced that before. Ever.

Before I could recover, he aligned his cock with me, slowly thrusting inside me. He waited till he was all the way in, then stilled. "Are you sure you still want this?" He whispered, cradling my face in his hands.

"Well, even if I didn't, you're already in me" I joked, before applying another kiss to his mouth. He dropped his head.

"I'm sorry, I just got so carried away. You're so perfect, I need you. But if you don't-"

"I want this, Jacob. Now please fuck me. Fuck me so hard until I can't feel my legs"

With a small laugh, his mouth connected with mine in another passionate kiss as he thrusted deep, faster and faster. His mouth didn't leave mine unless he was attacking my neck and collarbones, leaving bites and marks for everyone to see. I should have cared, but I didn't. There was something so possessive about it, I couldn't help get even more turned on somehow by the thought.

He slowed to lean back, pulling my legs over his shoulders. He kissed down my left leg as he thrusted deeper again and again until I felt my walls tightening again. He was groaning, growling "fuck, yes" every two minutes, until I tightened and gripped his cock inside me; his eyes rolled back, thrusting harder. I felt the second wave coming, building slowly, but I needed him closer. I dropped my legs and pulled his body back. As soon as our lips met, I let go. I bit his bottom lip on a moan, the pleasure too much to handle, scraping my nails up his back. "Jacob."

It seemed moaning his name was too much for him, and he groaned louder down my ear, spilling his seed inside me. His arms engulfed my face and his hands gripped my cheeks; he couldn't stop kissing me. He slowly pulled out, laying back and pulling me on top of him. The first thing I wanted to do was shower, but I also didn't. Showering means moving, and moving means no longer being cradled by Jacob. And I didn't like the sound of that one bit.

We lay quiet for a while, catching our breaths and enjoying each other's body. Nothing has felt this amazing. Nobody has created this happy, sated, complete feeling inside me before. Jacob black has ruined me, I'll never be the same again.