“Oh no,” he said lightly, as he finished the last piece of toast on his plate.
“Is something wrong?” She noticed her own plate was still full of food.
“You’re thinking again. Jules, what do I have to say to make you understand this is okay? You and I—together like this. Hell, woman, it’s more than okay. It’s about damn time! Enough of this second-guessing and worrying. Trust me. Please.”
His voice was so earnest and his eyes so consoling, Julia felt her fears slipping away from her as easily as her clothing had last night. She did trust Ross and she wanted very much to continue “researching” with him. She would put her fears and worries aside and live for the moment. Taking a deep breath, she smiled for the first time since waking up, relinquishing the reins to Ross. Truth be told, she couldn’t wait to see what he had planned next.
“Okay, Mr. Phillips,” she teased. “You win. Big surprise there. Have you ever lost at anything?”
Grinning, Ross stood and walked around the table to where she sat.
“Nothing that really mattered,” he answered, kneeling beside her. “Now, Brown Eyes, how about actually eating that food, rather than pushing it around the plate?” He winked at her. “You’re going to need your strength later on.”
Picking up her fork, he slowly fed her nearly everything on the plate until she finally pushed the dish away. “Enough or I won’t be able to get up from the table. Hey,” she said, sudden realization dawning, “I didn’t know you could cook.”
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“Just breakfast—bacon and scrambled eggs, Jules. And, sadly, I didn’t bring enough of that for every meal. Looks like we’re going to have to stumble our way through the rest of the meals.”
“I don’t suppose anyone delivers pizza all the way up here,” she added.
“No. Not that anyone could get a car up here in that blizzard if they did.” He gestured as they walked toward the window.
“Oh no,” she cried as she squinted against the brightness of the thick blanket of snow covering the ground. “We’re going to be stuck up here for days.” Glancing up at the cloud-covered sky, she groaned. The snow was still falling in fat flakes, burying the porch of the cabin in deep drifts. “Maybe even weeks.”
Strong arms engulfed her as Ross’s lips grazed her ear. “I can think of worse things,”
he whispered.
“But won’t you get in trouble if you aren’t back at work?” Her heart raced as his hands left her waist, climbing up to loosely cup her breasts.
“I own the company, Jules. I can come and go as I please. I told Max where I was going and that I might be gone for a while. He can hold down the fort until I return.” As he spoke, his fingers toyed with her nipples until they were both pebbled hard and incredibly sensitive. Each time he brushed the tips, she felt the moisture between her legs increase until she squirmed to catch wayward drops that started sliding down her inner thigh.
“Ross,” she whispered, half protest, half plea.
“Ross, what?” His lips grazed the sensitive area at the nape of her neck as his fingers continued their magic on her breasts. Julia quivered at the sensations he aroused, until she surprised herself by responding to his question.
“More,” she demanded.
“Lean forward,” he whispered. She remained motionless, unsure what he meant until his hand left her breast to begin pushing gently at her back. Before she realized his intent, she felt her hard nipples pressed against the ice-cold glass of the window. Gasping, she attempted to break away from his firm but insistent grip.
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“It’s cold.”
“Think how good it will feel when I warm them up again,” he replied, not releasing her.
“Ross—”
“Beg me.”
“What?” she asked, uncertain she’d heard his terse order correctly.
“Beg me. Beg me for what you want.”
“But—”
Ross pushed her harder against the glass, no longer chilling her nipples, but her entire breasts.
“Tell me what you want, Brown Eyes.”
“Let me loose,” she pleaded, no longer able to control the demands her body was making. “Take me in your mouth. Suck me hard. Make me hot again.” Still Ross didn’t release her. “Please!”
Suddenly, his hand at her back was gone. Julia turned slowly in his arms. Raising her hands to his shoulders and then to his hair, she pulled his mouth down to hers for a kiss. A kiss she commanded and controlled, her lips hard against his own as she insisted upon entry, her tongue finding its way into the heat of his mouth. While Julia directed the kiss, Ross took possession of her body. Swiveling, he backed her up to the bed. As soon as the back of her thighs touched the high mattress, he pushed her down, spreading her legs to stand between them.
Bending down, Ross gave Julia everything she’d demanded and more as he took first one breast and then the other into his mouth. Laving them with his hot tongue, nipping them with his teeth, he warmed her up to boiling in a matter of minutes. Julia attempted to wrap her legs around his waist to pull him closer, but Ross, wise to that trick, refused to relinquish his control. Grabbing her ankles, he stepped away from the bed, looking down at her.
“Not yet, Brown Eyes,” he said tenderly. “I want you to do something for me first.”
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Confused, Julia slowly rose up onto her elbows, shocked at how she no longer minded her nudity in Ross’s presence, her own body betraying her modesty in its clamoring for release.
“What?”
“Sit in the center of the bed and prop yourself up on those pillows.” He walked to the bottom of the bed.
Intrigued, Julia did as he asked, taking note of the imperiousness of his command. His voice brought back memories of his pirate captain from the night before and she squirmed, uncomfortably aroused.
“Spread your legs,” he demanded harshly.
Julia started to protest his tone, but he stopped her. “You will not speak, Jules. Only do as I say.” Then to soften his words, he winked.
Smiling, Julia remembered his earlier words, “
trust me
”, and she slowly opened her legs, aware of the view she was giving him of her wet pussy.
“Last night was your first orgasm.” He shook his head, clearly disappointed for some reason. “Julia, I’m not always going to be around when you feel these sexual urges. I’m not sure how you’ve lived as long as you have, alone and unable to take care of your own needs. So, I’m going to show you how.”
Her jaw dropped open at his words, but none of her own would come. Before she could even consider her response to his brazen suggestion, he continued, “I want you to do exactly what I tell you. No talking, Jules, only feeling. You will like this.” She sensed he could see her hands shaking slightly. “I promise.”
When she began to close her legs again, he harshly added, “Keep your legs open.”
When she failed to extend them far enough, he reached over the end of the bed and pulled her ankles until she was fully spread apart.
“Move your hands to your breasts,” he said softly. “You have the most amazing tits, so sensitive and full. Touch them like I was earlier, by the window. Cup them.” His voice was quiet now, almost hypnotic and in spite of her reservations Julia felt her hands responding to his directions.
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“That’s it,” he continued. “Now pinch your nipples. Not too rough at first. Gradually build up the pressure on them. Feel how hard they are. Roll them around a bit. Good girl.”
Julia felt trapped by his stare, enthralled by his words, and she knew he was enjoying her actions as much as she was. Her gaze fell to his erection. Noticing her look, Ross slowly took his own hard penis in his hand, rubbing it from root to tip over and over, the movement mesmerizing her.
“Bend your head over a little,” he added hoarsely. “Use your tongue on that poor hard nipple. It wants more attention. That’s it. Now suck it into your mouth.”
Julia moaned slightly at the feeling of her own breast in her mouth, her tongue teasing the nipple until she thought she would explode from the pressure.
“God, you have no idea how hot that looks. Not all women are large enough to do that,” Ross praised. “Don’t forget the other one. It’s lonely too.”
Moving her lips to her other nipple, Julia squirmed again, desperate for Ross to come inside her. She felt ready to beg him when he asked, “You need more, don’t you?”
Groaning with relief, Julia nodded, expecting him to crawl onto the bed. However, he kept speaking. “Move your right hand down, over your stomach. Run your fingers through the soft hair down there and play with that sweet little nub.”
“Ross,” Julia cried, the touch of her fingers on her own pussy driving her wild.
“That’s right.” He leaned closer to where her fingers were moving. “Pretend it’s me. Imagine it’s my fingers playing with you. Your hot cunt is mine from now on. Only mine. What do you want my fingers to do now, Jules?”
“In-inside me,” she panted.
“Then put them inside.” He moved slightly closer, until Julia imagined she could feel his breath on her wet pussy.
Slowly, she dragged her fingers down over her clit, inching them even closer to her own soaking entry.
“So wet,” he purred. “So hot and wet. Can you feel that, Jules? You’re on fire, aren’t you?”
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“Y-yes.”
“You aren’t pretending, Jules,” he said tightly. “Remember it’s my hand inside you and I would never touch you so lightly. You’re a wildcat. You like it rough. Move your hand, Jules.” His voice rose. “Faster! Harder! Put in another finger. And another one. Dammit, Jules, use your thumb, rub your clit. More! Now, come.”
At his last shouted order, she felt herself shatter into a million tiny pieces. The room went dark as she silently screamed out his name.
Ross watched in amazement as his gorgeous writer writhed in delight and ecstasy. He knew how powerful words were in her mind, but to see her succumb so totally to his commands overwhelmed his own senses and he felt the last of his control slip completely away.
She had only begun to come down from her orgasm when Ross crawled onto the bed and entered her fully with one push. The power, the dominance of the motion sent Julia immediately back over the edge and she screamed aloud this time as another orgasm took her. The tight convulsions of her pussy grabbed Ross like a fist, provoking his own explosive climax in just three thrusts.
They came back down to earth together and Ross realized he had collapsed on top of her once again. Julia was struggling for breath and laughing as they parted, Ross falling to his side, pulling her with him. He silently rejoiced as he felt her once again curl into his chest, her soft hair, damp with perspiration, covering him like a blanket.
“How did I do?” she asked softly, after a few moments.
“Do?” His brain was still a jumble after the most incredible climax of his life.
“With my masturbation lesson?” She giggled lightly. “That was the next phase of the research, wasn’t it?”
Damn the research. Did she seriously think this was just a game? He was coming like an untried schoolboy every time he got inside her. Every time he left her body, he felt an unceasing yearning to get right back in. How the hell could she honestly believe this was simply a snowy afternoon’s entertainment?
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Shaking himself, he looked over her head to see the snow still falling. He had time. By the looks of the weather, lots of it. He’d keep to the plan. If she wanted to keep researching, that’s what they’d do. Soon, he’d have her so ensnared in his web of desire and passion, she’d never want to leave. God—he hoped so, anyway. He no longer had any doubt that Jules was his soul mate.
“Yeah, it was, and you did great, Brown Eyes. Just great.”
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Chapter Six
Ross awoke several hours later to the sound of fingers tapping a keyboard at a frantic pace. Glancing over, he saw Julia, just as he’d seen her a thousand times in the past, one leg bent beneath her as the images in her mind flew through her fingers to the screen in front of her. The only difference was this time, rather than wearing her usual fleece pants and long-sleeved T-shirt, she was draped only in a blanket. A blanket that, fortunately for him, had been forgotten as it lay around her waist, leaving her breasts bare. A glass of iced tea sat untouched beside her as she focused on the pages before her. How much of what she wrote was derived from their researching? The last fortyeight hours had been the most exhilarating and exhausting of his life and, for the first time since he’d become her editor nearly a decade ago, he found himself overwhelmed with curiosity over what she was writing. Ross had never had any trouble waiting until the final manuscript to see her work. Julia was an extremely talented writer. She would make her plot proposal, he’d tweak it, then he’d simply wait while she worked her magic. He found himself almost desperate to see what she thought of their explorations during the past twenty-four hours. To see if she was as heady from the experience as he was.
“Well, well, well,” he said, when he couldn’t stand the suspense any longer. “Looks like you’ve broken through the writer’s block. That is your erotic-romance novel you’re tapping away at, isn’t it?”
Her instant blush answered his question and he suspected she was indeed putting some, if not all, of their actions into words.
“Want me to take a look, see if you need to do any tweaking?” he asked nonchalantly. He rose from the bed to cross the room to where she sat at the desk.
“No,” she said quickly, saving and exiting from the file. “Not until I’m finished. You know that.”
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“Well,” Ross teased, “I thought since we were collaborating on this project, you might want me to take a more hands-on approach.”
“More hands-on than what you’ve been doing? I don’t think I can handle any more of your hands!”