Tiers (6 page)

Finally he rids himself of his remaining clothing and he turns his attention to what is left of mine. His body is propped up by his arms as he leans over me and I delight in seeing the bulk of his shoulders flex in response. He is so
frickin’ hot!

He dips his head to my panties and tugs at the side with his teeth. As he removes them bit by bit he nudges me between my legs. This does nothing to satiate my need for him. His tortuous tease is finally over and the thong is discarded onto the grass. My bra is quickly removed and he nips at my breasts with his teeth. It is slightly painful, but pleasurable all at the same time. I can’t help but whimper when he takes the whole of my nipple in his mouth and sucks with such vigor I can feel deep inside me begin to pulse. His hands sweep all over my abdomen before he lays the whole of his body weight on top of me. The tip of his cock prods the opening of my sex and I seriously wish he would just shove it in me. 

‘Pease Jake,’ I beg. ‘I can’t take much more of this - I really need you now.’

‘You’re such a greedy thing aren’t you? Well if you insist on me rushing this now I’m going to make love to you later after you’ve shaken off all this sexual frustration, okay?’ His whispers are breathy against my ear and I am eager to agree.

‘Anything, just make me come please.’

‘Okay baby, I will.’ He grabs both of my wrists and pins them to the ground above my head. As he pushes himself against me I part my legs even further apart to grant him better access. I feel him slide so smoothly inside of me that I moan with pleasure. He reaches to the very back of my depths where I need to be stroked. I am in heaven as he brings me so quickly near climax.

‘Not just yet Kate, let me come with you.’

‘No, I want to come now,’ I whimper in his ear.

‘Just a minute more baby,’ he rasps. He releases my hands now and wraps his underneath me and rolls us sideways so I end up straddling the top of him. I lean forward to take his mouth in mine and our tongues tangle around each other. I increase my tempo, eager for him to join me on the edge. Jake’s palms circle around my buttocks as his fingers creep closer to my anus. I want to tell him to stop because it is dirty and devious, but there is a side of me that is enjoying this immensely.

‘I’m ready baby, come now.’ His demand allows me to grip his cock tighter with my muscles and just before I orgasm he slides a finger in my ass. At the same time I feel him explode inside of me and my body is overwhelmed with sensation. Every fiber of me is quivering in delight as I hold on to Jake and force every last bit out of my orgasm. He slides his finger back out as I lay flopped on his chest trying to catch my breath.

‘God you’re sexy,’ he breathes into my hair.

‘You’re not so bad yourself.’ We lay spent for a minute, trying to regain our composure. I am flopped over his chest and he absently strokes my hair from my face and I feel like a cat being deliciously stroked by her master. It is Jake who speaks first.

‘You know I don’t want to share you with anyone, don’t you Katherine?’

‘Yes,’ I whisper, all too aware of how much control this man has over me. I do not see it as a bad thing though. He desires me so much that I am drawn into his spell and completely unable to say no. 

‘So, what do I have to do to make you mine for good?’

I smile against his chest.
I have just the thing in mind.

A plan of this magnitude takes careful consideration and a seamless execution. Jake and I, whilst impetuous, are willing to bide our time while we put things in motion. More than anything I want Harold to be completely and utterly shell-shocked by what we have planned for him.  

In the meantime I play the dutiful wife and attend to my husband’s whims, although at Jake’s request I avoid sex with him at all costs. He isn’t jealous or angry about my still being Harold’s wife; he just wants the situation rectified as soon as possible. There is a lot of empathy on my part as I would certainly let the green eyed monster rear her ugly head if another should put her paws on him.

For the sake of authenticity, we take a good three months to compile the necessary documents. It is tedious work and involves a lot of illegal forgery on our part. We both are willing to take certain risks to see this to fruition as we both will benefit immensely.

The night before we decide to drop our little bomb at Went and Worth’s monthly board meeting, we are all required to attend a charity ball being held by the
Sabioux family.

Francoise
Sabioux is a wealthy entrepreneur who has invested heavily in Went and Worth. He is pushing seventy years of age and still likes to keep his finger in the financial world pie. His wife had been claimed many years before by breast cancer, and so in her memory he hosts an annual charity ball for all of his associates, donating the entire proceeds from the tickets to cancer research.  

I am particularly looking forward to this evening because it means I get to see Jake. We have been careful about keeping our relationship secret and have made certain never to be seen together.

I dress carefully, wanting him to desire me from afar, even though he cannot touch me. Now more than ever we can’t risk being seen as a ‘thing’. It would arouse far too much suspicion from Harold. He calls me from downstairs, notifying me that our taxi has arrived.

Last minute touches are made to my makeup before I descend the stairs. Harold is waiting at the bottom and, admittedly he looks quite handsome. But nothing compared to Jake.

‘Katherine, don’t you look ravishing! Who knows, you may even get lucky this evening.’ He winks at me as though we are sharing some private joke. I smile, but all I want to do is poke the toothpick that holds the olive in his martini straight into his eyeball. He offers me his arm and we head outside to the waiting car.

The ride to the venue is short, but rather uncomfortable in my dress. I wish I were out of it which elicits naughty thoughts about Jake and his tongue. Scolding myself, I focus on getting out of the taxi without tripping on the hem of my gown. It is gold and shimmery and hugs my body in all the right places. Harold offers his hand as assistance and I accept with a fake smile plastered on my pouty red lips.

An outsider would misinterpret Harold’s chivalry for love. I know the truth.

I excuse myself to get champagne and head towards the bar. The room is enchanting. We are hosted by
Helliers, the oldest hotel in London. There are chandeliers on the ceiling surrounded by stunning ornate cornices. Paintings that should really be in museums adorn the walls and tables are set with the finest bone china. I place my order with the bar tender and admire the sparkly glint off the crystal glass he serves my champagne in. I thank him and turn to leave only to come face to face with Jake.

He instantly puts my heart in my mouth and my lips part expectantly. So many times he has kissed and sucked them till they are plump and swollen and I wish he would do the same right now. He nods though, and says nothing as he passes by me to the bar.

There is no way I can socialize now I know he is here. My body is responding to him in all kinds of ways and I feel physically compelled to be near him. I stand nonchalantly, as though I am merely enjoying people watching to pass the time.

My drink almost spills as I am startled by the husky voice behind me.

‘Don’t turn around baby.’ Jake.

‘We’re not meant to be seen together,’ I murmur.

‘That may be so, but you can’t wear that dress and expect me not to be turned on as all hell.’
I grin – he knows just how to make me feel wanted.

‘Well you won’t have to wait too much longer to have me anytime or anywhere you want,’ I say suggestively.
Behind me I can hear him choke on a mouthful of his drink and I would have given anything to see the look on his face. But I do not turn or pay him the slightest bit of interest.

I feel him move closer to me and I know this is a dangerous game we are playing. Scanning the floor I relax slightly when I spy Harold on the far side of the room cozying up to some dark skinned beauty with the smallest waist I have ever seen on a woman.     

Content that he is otherwise occupied, I turn ever so slightly to the side so I can view Jake’s profile in my peripheral vision. His wolfish smile is directed hungrily at me.

‘I want you now.’ His tone is demanding and the blood that races through my ears sings yes, yes, yes. My lips curl into satisfied smile. ‘I want you too.’

‘When can I be inside of you again? When Kate?’ Urgency radiates off him. Jake presses his hip against my backside as he leans forward silently to my ear. His voice is breathy against my skin and I get goosebumps on the back of my neck.

‘I want to make love to you all night long,’ he says.

‘Would you settle for a quick fuck in your car?’ He slaps my ass immediately and walks off. I’ll take that as a yes!

All the people in the room fade into the background as I follow a safe distance behind Jake to the exit doors. My eyes only see him. He swaggers down the long hallway to the lift. I sashay like a supermodel after him. By the time I reach him the doors are already opening and I walk on seamlessly without stopping. We stand apart on opposite sides of the car – that is until the doors close.

Then he is on me, hungrily pawing my ass and tracing his tongue along my teeth. He nips me softly on the lip and I wish we could press the emergency stop button. As the elevator reaches the ground floor we tear ourselves away from each other and I make a quick check of my lipstick in the mirrored walls.

The doors open and he no longer cares if anyone sees us. After all, the most important people are upstairs. He takes my hand in his and leads me to the private garage where his car is parked in the basement. The concrete echoes our footsteps back off the floor to us as we make our way to his car. He opens the passenger door and hops into the seat. I watch as he reclines it slightly and slides it as far back as it will go in its tracks. My eyes glow wickedly as Jake undoes his belt and pulls out his already enlarged cock. I lick my lips in anticipation and he pats his thigh as if to say ‘hop on baby’. Jake watches my hands creep my dress up my thighs and he grins when I move towards him. It is a tight fit, but I manage to straddle his lap and close the car door.

‘God I’ve missed you. Do you know how tortuous it is to pretend I don’t even see you when I pass you in the building or run into you at one of these functions?’

‘I think I have some idea,’ I purr as I take his jaw in my hands and kiss his mouth hungrily. His face is prickly from the couple of day’s growth he has left there. It suits him and makes him sexier, if that’s even possible.

He pulls my panties to the side and slips me onto his shaft slowly, making me tremble with pleasure as he fills the void.

‘Oh Jake,’ I breathe.

‘Yes baby, I feel you too. You’re so warm and hot – I fucking love it!’
I start up slowly, rocking back and forth on him as my knees hit the shift stick in the middle and the arm rest on the side of the door. His strong hands grab my hips firmly and pull me down to take in all of him at once. As our rhythm increases I can feel his balls slap the back of my ass when I land back down in his lap.

This man makes me want to behave like a feral animal. I want naughty, dirty, horny, lusty uncontrollable sex with him. At the same time, I want his heart too. Flowers, diamonds, poetry and all the things a girl desires from her one true love. He already has my heart, but I will not tell him this. I want to hear those words escape from his lips first. For now though, we have unbridled passion and the car rocks in its parking bay as we reach the pinnacle of our lovemaking. Jake blows first and the pulsing of his enlarged cock inside of me sends my body into a spate of earth shattering convulsions.

‘Oh God … Jake!’

‘Give it up for me baby,’ he yells as I fist his hair in my hands. With one last thrust we collapse against the car seat and still as our bodily fluids mingle with each other’s. Best quick fuck ever …

‘We better get back before your husband starts to miss you,’ Jake says regretfully.

‘He’s not even aware I exist half the time, let alone at an event like this.’ There is no malice in my tone; I am simply stating a fact. I fell out of love with Harold a long time ago and now I just observe our relationship like an outsider looking in.

‘Even still, we don’t want to be gone too long, just in case.’

‘Okay,’ I grumble. He laughs at my mood. I love his laugh. ‘You know I’m not happy about you going home to the house you share with him, but all being well, tonight will be the last night baby.’ His grin is infectious and I offer him my own in return.

‘Fine!
I will play the dutiful wife one last time. But then I am so done with him!’

‘That’s my girl! Now hop off and fix your panties,’ he says as he playfully slaps my ass.

‘Ow! Just as well I like you Mr. Shore.’

‘And I you Kate.’
His eyes roam over me appreciatively and I blush under his gaze. I open the car door and get up to stand on wobbly legs. He smirks, pleased that he is the source of my instability. I wait for him to lock the car while I right my dress and then let him lead the way back to the party that is going on in the building above us.

For now we reluctantly part ways, but we are happy in the knowledge that tomorrow promises to be the start of a whole new future for both of us.