Twisted Obsession (Closed)

[Cum_Inside]

The mood switched suddenly and it threw Brie for a loop. Where Jack had been so forward and aggressive before, now he was slow and gentle, easing her back into the bed and kissing her in what she might even dare to say was a sweet fashion. He caged her in his arms and made love to her like her husband hadn’t in years. Actually, Bryson had never loved her like this at all because his stamina had never been the greatest.

She was so confused.

How did a man like Jack, so forceful in his demands and expectations of her, change into this caring, self-assured lover with her needs in mind so rapidly? Up until now, their sex had been all about meeting Jack’s insatiable appetite. Now it felt more like they were in a mutual partnership where they both had mutual respect and a budding romance between them instead of blackmail.

Brie was almost able to forget that she was cheating on her husband here, like this.

Curling soft hands around his shoulders, Brie offered up her mouth for more kisses, lips and tongues sliding together. They were joined from mouth to toes, his weight holding her down as he thrust into her again and again, slowly. For some reason, Jack wanted this to last.

Brie wasn’t opposed.

When he rolled them over until she was perched atop his hips like a princess on her throne, Brie knew he was giving her the choice of pacing. Even as much as she wanted to reach her orgasm, Brie liked this side of Jack and wanted to see how long it might last. Even though the other side of him was darkly enticing, dangerous and addicting, Brie worried he might be too much for her. This aspect of Jack Muldoon was her perfect lover. He was quickly learning what made her quiver with arousal and what made her scream, but she loved that he was helping her explore some rougher aspects of bedroom play, even as much as the violence within scared her at times. This Jack was a healthy alternative. She could still see the power radiating from his dark eyes and feel the coil of strong muscle underneath her. Even though he was sweet enough now, Brie knew that could turn on a dime.

She wanted this to last.

Locking eyes with him, Brie undulated her hips in what must have felt like a crawl. She lowered her chest to allow her nipples to drag along his feverish skin, pressing a kiss just under his jawbone.

“Make love to me like my husband can’t,” she breathed.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - Jack and Brie reach the finale

The words were simple and direct and Jack knew she was admitting something that had long bothered her. Her husband was not the lover she wanted. Whatever the reason, she was unsatisfied with the sexual relationship with her husband. It led her to Mulligan's Irish Pub and right into Jack's arms. He thought he had lost her when she left him in the middle of the night but the luck of he Irish must have been in the air when he found out she was married to Bryson.

"I will," was his simple reply. When they were done today, he was sure she would have some serious thinking to do. She would go back to her vanilla husband and support his efforts to open an office but Jack was sure she would want more and more of his sexual prowess.

As she lazily rocked slowly on top of him, his hips joined in the game, rotating slowly in unison with her movements. She too wanted this to last. His hand held her thighs lightly and then moved slowly upwards, gliding over her hips and up her sides. Her slightly swaying breasts was the destination. Cupping each globe, he caressed them as if they were fine china, letting his fingers send tremors of sensations through her. They were just the right size for his hands to hold and squeeze. The tiny nuggets on the summit of each mound, were hard, and waiting, yearning to be touched. Instead of the rough twisting and pulling he was sure she would enjoy on another day, he fingered them, clutching them between his thumb and finger, rubbing them ever so lightly.

There was a constant surveillance of her eyes, watching his fingers march up and around her breasts. If she was expecting him to twist and pinch them, she was mistaken. He would reserve the rough treatment for another day, another time when the mood was darker and rough sex was the name of the game. Her soft moans were a constant reminder, she was thoroughly enjoying him.

After exploring her breasts, one hand remained while the other hand snaked up to rub her neck and cheek. He offered his fingers to her lips and she greedily accepted his offer, sucking each digit as if it were a smaller version of his cock that rested deep inside her womb. Her hips picked up the tempo and he pulled his fingers from her lips to grasp her neck, not tight but more of gentle squeeze. "Take your time baby …. take your time," he whispered feeling her hips slow to a crawl.

Jack lifted his body and supported his weight on his arms as Brie leaned back and did the same. They stared at each other like kids who play the blinking game, seeing who would blink first. In this position, their hips moved with precise synchronization that would make a water dance routine proud. As the dance wore on, their breathing and moans were growing and Jack had the perfect ending.

Sitting up, he grabbed Brie's arms pulling her into a sitting position on his lap. Her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck. While their bodies adjusted to the new position, their lips found each other again in a wild display of tongue lashing. The end was near and Jack could feel his cock responding to her increased tempo.

They held each tightly, kissing and when their lips separated, they found necks and shoulders to carry on the lust that had built. Jack's lips captured the side of her neck and sucked gently, not wanting to leave a tell-tale mark for Bryson to find. He smirked as he sucked knowing that another day he would leave her marked as his and his alone.

They were the perfect picture of two lovers molded together, moving as one toward the pleasure the waited at the finish line. Their hands and lips moved but they held each other tightly not wanting any separation from the feel of their bodies touching each other.

"Brie I want the pleasure of filling you with my seed," he whispered hoarsely as if he had to ask for permission. He could do what he wanted but he told her as a gentleman would. "Cum with me please," he grunted as the urge overtook him.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Brie didn’t need to be told twice: as Jack asked her to cum, Brie’s body quivered in orgasm. There was something so refreshing about being able to cum on her lover’s cock during intercourse and not have to worry about using her fingers to bring herself off after the fact like she had to do with Bryson. That fact alone intensified her orgasm and extended the duration, body slacking against Jack’s and relaxing against his chest.

“Oh Jack,” she whispered, enjoying the way it felt for him to begin spurting hot cream inside her. Brie’s fingernails dug into his shoulder blades, breath coming in heavy pants.

“You feel so good inside me — like I was made to take you.”

As Jack continued to pump semen into her, their activity halted completely and he held her there for a minute or two before flipping her onto her back and elevating her hips a little bit. Brie looked up into his eyes, understanding instinctually that he wanted his cum as deep as it could get for as long as her body would hold it. It was the mark of possession. Jack pressed a wet kiss onto her mouth and cuddled her close while they recovered from their orgasms.

Brie enjoyed this cool down period. She didn’t feel any desire to run away or to move out from underneath him. Brie was happier under this man than she had been in months but she knew the other shoe had to drop at some point.

Jack was a cruel man. Bryson would find out about his wife’s affair. Brie didn’t want to know what would happen when that occurred and Jack decided his generosity was worn out. She’d seen a small peek of his violence today when he’d slapped her and there was definitely more hidden within: that was only the tip of the iceberg. For now, Brie would do whatever she could to keep him happy and avoid that circumstance.

She carded a hand through his sweaty hair and kissed his cheek, pulling him in even tighter to her body, eyes falling shut.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - Jack wants dessert

Her tender words when he began filling her pussy with his seed made him feel good. And then when she told him he felt so good inside her and it was as if she were made to take him, he smiled and kissed her. She was finding that he wasn't the monster that only wanted rough sex. He was showing her that he loved soft sensual sex and it was just as satisfying.

When they lay together in the afterglow, he noted she wasn't in a rush to get out of the room. It was just the opposite. The smile on her face made Jack wonder if she changed her thoughts about him. He doubted one soft sensual sexual tryst was enough but it was a start. He would have to introduce her slowly to the kinky side of sex to the point where she enjoyed it. Up until now, he could see she was still unsure of herself but at least she wasn't trying to run away.

They cuddled together as if they were lovers and had all the time in the world. Jack could see she was slowly trusting him more as they kissed and then held each other. He watched her eyelids flutter and soon she was fast asleep. Jack pulled his arm from under her and supported his head. As she slept, he lay on the bed, his head cradled in his hand, watching her.

The softness of her skin was so delicate and he took her in from head to toe. From what he gathered so far, she wanted more than just vanilla sex. She could get that at home. But was she ready to try somethings more daring, more unconventional? The night at the condo and in his office, verified that she wanted something more thrilling to fulfill her desires. He chuckled thinking of so many things they could try together to satisfy the beast inside her that was aching to come out.

Already he had seen her obey his commands and that was definitely a step in the right direction. Now the only thing to do was to make her want it, to desire it, to crave spankings and other torturous kinky things. Brie shifted and lay on her back, her eyes still closed and Jack smiled. He looked at the clock and saw they had plenty of time for dessert. He would get a text message from one of the investors when they were done and that would be his cue to take Brie back to her husband. He wanted to make sure she was completely and utterly satisfied when she saw her hubby.

Carefully moving to the foot of the bed, he took another moment to gaze over her body. Her pussy we still a little moist from their sensual sex and her breasts rose and fell evenly with each breath. She had a smile on her face as she slept and he wondered if she was dreaming about him. Moving between her legs, he gently pushed her legs apart and then lay on his stomach, his face close to her sexual well. This next move was sure to wake her. Scooting forward, he flicked his tongue along the puffy lips and felt her legs jerk.

Sure enough, her eyes flew open and she got up on her elbows, looking at him. "Did you have a nice sleep baby? I thought I would go ahead and get some dessert before you woke up." His infectious laugh filled the room as she shook her head, her face smiling.

Jack began to caress her pussy with his fingers, sliding them inside the guards but not encroaching into her cave. He teased her lips, sucking them into his mouth while his tongue darted in and out of the now wet folds. She may argue with her head for him to stop but her body was in tune to the pleasures of his lips.

Hooking his arm around her thigh, his fingers opened her flower exposing the tiny jewel that creates so much pleasure. As his fingers rubbed the sensitive jewel, the fingers on his other hand, slipped into her canal, causing a groan from her. Jack took his time teasing Brie and then when he felt her hips begin to gyrate on his face, he pulled back.

"Whenever you're ready for your dessert, just say the word and I'll turn around for you." He waited and when she didn't say anything right away, he went back to pleasuring her pussy. It was just a matter of time before she asked him for his cock.. Today it was ok to ask but in the future she may need to beg for him to allow her the pleasure of sucking his cock.

 

[Cum_Inside]

A false sense of security came over her as she cuddled against Jack’s body. Their post-coitus felt like something she might enjoy with her husband if she even liked their sex anymore. Brie didn’t.

But she loved sex with Jack.

That security lulled her into a relaxed state and she was able to fall asleep against his side.

When she woke up, she was pleasantly surprised. It was to a tongue between the moist lips of her quim and Brie was amazed. It had been so long since a man had went down on her voluntarily and it felt wonderful! Bryson knew nothing about foreplay and passed out so quickly immediately after making love that it never happened. Jack’s tongue on her clit was absolutely heavenly and she almost went limp while she spread herself open for him to eat her out to his heart’s content.

But the promise of sucking Jack’s immense rod was too tempting to ignore. Why would she lay around and have her cunt licked when she could have the best of both worlds? She had never had a partner she could experiment with, but Brie knew that Jack might be the one to humour her in that respect.

Brie sat up even further on her elbows.

“Let me make you happy too, Jack. I want to suck you off. Please let me?”

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - 69 dessert for Jack and Brie

Jack had gone back to flicking his tongue along the edge of the furrow that was again becoming very moist when he heard her sweet voice. He smiled at lovely sight of her pussy leaking honey and then looked up to see her staring at him. Her request was not going to be denied. Jack wanted feel her silken lips on his cock, moving up and down its length while her tongue danced against the veiny skin. But he also wanted her to take his shaft deep until it was knocking on the door to her throat.

She had shown him a real knack for taking his cock into her throat. At first she had struggled but last night in his office, she took him with no problem and without any inhibition. Not many women could handle taking his cock into their throats and the thought of feeling her throat squeezing his tool sent a surge of lust to his cock, making it twinge with desire.

He kissed the moist lips secreting honey and then replied, "my pleasure baby …… my pleasure."

Jack moved quickly, sliding his body around on the bed to lie next to her. His flaccid cock hanging over his thigh, presenting itself to her. He resumed his enjoyment, his lips sliding up and down the wet furrow while his tongue played hide and seek. While he delighted in tasting Brie's pussy, one hand glided over her hips and then clasped onto her buttocks.

Brie's hands and mouth were busy too, getting reacquainted and waking his tool. When her lips touched his cock head, he let out a moan into her pussy, causing her hips push against his face. He couldn't see what she was doing but as more of his cock slid into her mouth, the thicker and harder it became.

The sideways position was far from comfortable to gain access to her pussy. His fingers, grasping her buttocks, easily pulled her on top of him. It only took a few seconds to readjust his position, his hands quickly finding and squeezing each delicious cheek. Jack didn't have to tell Brie what to do. It was instinct on her part to press her pussy down onto his face, wiggling it as if to tease him and Jack loved it.

He felt Brie's mouth and hands enjoying his manhood as his lips and tongue began to explore her cunt. He loved the way she shifted her hips, rubbing her pussy on his tongue. He licked her from the tip of her labia to the her vaginal opening and then dipping his tongue into her. His eyes spied something else in this position, the tight puckered anal opening.

For a moment he thought of running his tongue up to it but he resisted. Instead, he used his fingers to slide up and down the valley, teasing but not broaching the puckered muscle. Each time he ran his fingers over the tiny hole, her body jerked as if trying to escape. But Jack held her ass cheeks tightly, making her endure his teasing fingers.

His lips fastened on her pussy while his fingers slid up and down her ass, squeezing her cheeks together and then pulling them apart. As he dined on her pussy, he was already planning an assault on her back door. But not today. Today he wanted to put that thought in her mind and let her dwell on it until it was time. For now he groaned as Brie feasted on his aching cock, working hard to draw out the rich seed that lay within his sac.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Her hips pressed down upon his mouth eagerly as he went to town. Jack was an expert as his tongue laved over her love button, but his fixation with her rear door made Brie tense above him, especially as he prodded at it with his fingers. Brie wanted him nowhere near there, but she bit her tongue and said nothing, focusing on her task.

The first time she had sucked him, Brie had struggled. His overlarge cock had gagged her and put her through her paces, making her fearful of not being able to keep up. Last time she had managed just fine but this time Brie had no qualms about working her throat open around him and stroking the hot flesh with her tongue as it disappeared deeper into her gullet.

They worked in tandem, sucking and spitting and rubbing, both lost in the taste of the other. Brie’s hips began to stutter minutely as she felt her orgasm beginning to tease at the edges of her consciousness, but she buried that urge. Coming up off his cock from where it was embedded deep into her throat, Brie pressed her forehead against his pelvis and grasped his cock firmly in one hand as best she could.

Her voice was breathy as she exclaimed, “I need you to fuck me, Jack!”

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - Jack and Brie begin a second fuck

Jack felt the shudder in her body. She was getting close and so was he. While he teased, sucked, and licked her clit and pussy, she was taking him deep into her mouth like no one had ever done before. He swore her throat was like a pussy contracting around his cock. She let it lay inside her throat, her muscles clenching at it until she needed some precious air. When she did come for air, he heard her gasping for air while her hands swiftly stroked his cock and before he reclaimed his cock, he heard her spit on his tool, making it very slippery.

He was sucking on her clit and pondering what to do about her backdoor. She jerked every time he teased the opening but he didn't attempt to break inside. There would be another time for Brie to experience that thrill.

Brie's breathless request took him a little by surprise but he shouldn't have been. Brie had mentioned how she loved his cock filling her up. He was sure Bryson was not up to filling her like he did. She said so as much. So for her to make the request, he took it as a sign she wanted something she only dreamed about before meeting him.

Today he was happy to oblige her request. But in the future it would be different. Brie needed to be molded carefully for him continue his quest to bring out the true Brie Harper. The part of her that was locked hidden away inside her was slowly coming to the surface. The door was cracking open ever so slightly when he punished her and she didn't run away. Yes it hurt but she took the spanking without complaint and that was good. If she didn't like it, she surely would have screamed bloody murder. Yes the door was cracked open and he had his foot blocking it from closing if she ever wanted to close it.

"I want you too baby," he cooed, pulling away from her treasure cove. Scrambling to his knees, he smirked, "Can't get enough of my cock can you?" As she opened her mouth to speak, he leaned down and kissed her with his wet lips, still covered with her juices. He pressed his lips hard against hers, his tongue darting in to find hers waiting for him.

Jack arranged himself between her thighs during the heated kiss, grabbing his cock, he rubbed it against her furrow. When the kiss broke, he was smiling evilly at her. "Is this what you wanted baby?" he said sarcastically. He didn't wait for her answer, knowing that her response would be a loud groan as his cock split open her cove and forced his way in.

This fuck session was not going to be soft and sensual. It was going to be urgent, animalistic, and wanton as the two lovers knew what they wanted, hot heated, and much needed sex.

 

[Cum_Inside]

The answer he got was most certainly not a groan - it was a loud whine of pleasure as he split her apart again and again in ways Bryson could only dream of. Her hands came up to wrap around his shoulders and the wedding band she wore glinted in the light streaming in from the window. Looking at it made Brie’s stomach churn uncomfortably until she remembered her own fears of him cheating, her anger at him, and the way he couldn’t satisfy her sexually.

Jack could.

As a matter of fact, every thrust was rough as he fucked her like no other man had ever done before. It would be a hard performance to follow up with, what with the way his entire body weight seemed to come down on top of her with every spear of his hips to ensure the deepest penetration. Jack Muldoon screwed her like he owned her; like he was her husband and there was no need to worry about what another man thought of the marks on her body.

Or he was just arrogant enough to not give a shit, which seemed more likely.

Brie pulled him down and kissed him deeply to take her mind off her adulterous ways, but her exclamations or enjoyment were anything but silent. She couldn’t deny how much she loved Jack’s body and how he used it, even if she was certain her had a bit of nefarious business going down on the daily.

Locking her knees around his hips, Brie worked her own up to meet his as well as she could. If it kept up like this, she was going to cum a couple times over before he was one with her, so Brie clutched onto him tightly and enjoyed the ride. Breathless, she answered, “all I want is for you to shut up and fuck me, Jack Muldoon.”

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - Jack reacts to Brie's comments

Jack was riding Brie hard, every thrust meant to reinforce his control over her. Her eyes opened and closed and her sounds of pleasure filled the room. She didn't know it yet but soon she would be his to do with as he wished.

When she responded to his sarcastic comment about her wanting his hard cock, telling him to shut up, he bristled a little. A few more rough thrusts followed before he pulled his head back, looking at her passionate gaze. She was really into his cock. A cock that her husband couldn't compete with and a weapon she strongly desired. As far as he was concerned, Bryson's loss was his gain. Let Bryson design improvements for him and his cronies. And let him gamble and fuck whoever he wanted. Jack had what he wanted, Brie Harper.

Lifting one hand off the mattress, he slapped her hard on the cheek. Her eyes flew open, fear emanating from her brown orbs. "You need to learn your place," he sneered following the hard slap with a another.

Enclosing his hand around her neck, he smiled devilishly down at the women who would soon be doing whatever he asked her to do. His hips didn't miss a beat, thrusting hard, sending his cock deep into her cunt, as he squeezed her throat, partially cutting off the flow of air. "You don't tell me to shut up bitch."

It was then that Jack felt Brie's body tense and her pussy clutched his cock harder. She was having an orgasm and Jack knew she loved rough sex but didn't admit it, yet. That day would come soon. "That's it cunt squeeze my cock and enjoy it. There will be another one, I guarantee it."

Jack watched her face scrunch up, her head thrown back, enjoying the throes of her orgasm consuming her.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Even as she was overcome with orgasm, Brie couldn’t ignore the fear that was clutching just as tightly around her heart as Jack was with her windpipe. This man might kill her to get what he wanted. She didn’t know anything about him, and she had no idea just what he was capable of. Jack was rough and powerful. She had no doubt that she was as inconsequential to him as a fly and if he wanted to get rid of her he would have no trouble.

If made her so afraid.

Looking up into his eyes, Brie only saw greed there.

He was fixated on her face as her body trembled and quaked in orgasm, his eyes never leaving hers. They were intense with a raging, passionate fire burning inside. For what, Brie didn’t know. Was it her? Was it her body? Or was it the fact that he was hurting her? Her cheeks smarted from the blow but other than a tiny gasp, Brie was too stubborn to acknowledge how much the slap had ached.

Lying underneath him as he continued to use her, Brie’s eyes were sad. Jack Muldoon was a man she regretted ever having crossed paths with. Yes, the sex was good. Great, even. But there was something terrible just below the surface and she wanted nothing to do with it.

She feared that it was too late to back down.

Even if she was angered at Bryson, she would never wish him harm. Brie knew that Jack had it in him to harm Bryson just as he’d once threatened. Here, lying under Jack Muldoon, Brie was quickly learning her place.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - Jack and Brie start round 2

Brie didn't utter a word after her climax, only breathing hard, staring at him with a dagger-like look. If she could drive a stake into his heart, he was sure she wouldn't hesitate. But he wasn't too concerned about her actions. He knew that deep down, she wanted this kind of love and sex. But her only experience, that he knew of, was with Bryson and he was betting their sex was vanilla. One and done as he liked to say.

"That was good slut but we're not done yet." His hands slid over her breasts, squeezing them like ripe melons before twisting each nipple causing her to groan. Her face scrunched with pain and it only enflamed his lust for her. She was nonverbal, taking what he did to her without complaint. And that told him tons about her. She wanted this treatment. How many nights did she lie in bed with Bryson wishing he would be more aggressive? Jack smirked at the thought.

Pulling his cock from the heat of her cunt, he slapped his thick muscle on her pussy. "You've got a great cunt baby and we have only started." Slapping her wet lips a few more times, he pushed his cock into the furrow to rub seductively on her clit. She moaned with each pass of his cock over her still sensitive jewel.

Then, without fanfare, he grabbed her legs, easily flipping her over onto her stomach. "What a nice sight," he laughed hitting her ass cheeks. He gazed at her curvaceous backside and chuckled when she clenched her cheeks together as if to deny him access. Soon he would be sinking his cock into her ass but not yet.

Pulling her hips upward to meet his hard shaft, he slid the tip along her pussy lips and then shoved his cock unceremoniously deep into again as she looked back at him. Jack put one hand on her head shoving it into the mattress as he adjusted his hips, readying her for another barrage.

"Keep your fucking head buried in the mattress," he warned as he grabbed her shoulders and then dug his fingernails into her skin. Slowly he scraped his fingernails down her back, seeing streaks of red appear. Her pussy clenched his cock as his fingernail ended at her hips. "You love that don't you bitch? You love what your hubby can't give you, don't you? Tell me where you want my cum baby. In your hot cunt or in your mouth? The choice is yours."

 

[Cum_Inside]

Brie Harper was nothing but Jack’s puppet. That was proven as he manhandled her around.

Her back burned from his scratches and his hands dug uncomfortably into her hips as he forced her butt up just enough to find the optimal position to thrust inside. Brie whimpered, fighting the urge to cry. How on earth had she let herself be so stupid? She should never have gone home with this man in the first place. Of course she had no way to know that choice might come back and bite her, but Brie regretted it.

Jack used her how he pleased.

Brie turned her face to the side in his pillows and cast a glance at him through her peripherals.

She didn’t want him to know just how weak she felt or let him see any hint that he could break her, but the venom was filling up her throat and bubbling with the desire to break free. Jack had already hit her, but Brie wasn’t afraid of a little pain. Let this fucker lay his hands on me again and I’ll show him she vowed.

“How dare you. You disgust me, Jack Muldoon. I don’t want your rotten cum anywhere near me - go find yourself a whore if that’s the case. I’m not your toy!”

At least, that’s what she wanted to say. Still, for as much as her bravado flared, Brie wasn’t stupid. He would hurt Bryson. He might destroy Bryson. Actually, Brie had no idea what he might do. There was nothing she could do.

Her eyes lost the fire and dimmed into something hollow. Empty.

She let out a tiny hitch of air and squeezed her eyes shut, fighting the urge to vomit, for now she realized that if the acid didn’t spill out in a barrage of acerbic comments then it must still come out somehow before it burned her throat. Jack’s hands on her made her shiver. His breath against her ear was minty fresh but the rough tone of it as he talked to her like some stupid little bitch was too much and it turned her stomach.

She feared that swallowing his cum might make her sick but she definitely didn't want it inside her, either. Maybe she could spit? It might be the lesser of the two evils to take it in her mouth anyway, even if she was forced to swallow it.

Her voice was quiet when she said, “in my mouth.” It was all she would give her ground on and there was no hint of defeat in her tone even if that’s how she felt. She was too stubborn.

The rose gold watch lined with tiny diamond stones glinted at her merrily from her delicate wrist. She’d been here with Jack for almost two hours. Did Bryson miss her? Did he wonder where she was?

Brie missed him.

Brie hated him.

Brie wished she’d never married him.

Bryson had a habit of getting her into messes like this.

Brie had no one to blame but herself.

Cum. Just cum already. Please be done with this. Please leave us alone, she prayed, hoping there was some end to this nightmare.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - Jack prepares to explode in Brie's mouth

'What an interesting answer,' he thought as he continued to pound his cock inside her. No argument, no sassy talk, no balking. Only a simple sentence that said so much. "It's your mouth then slut, as you wish," he scoffed, slapping her ass hard. The sound of her moans were growing more intense with each slap to her red buttocks.

He surveyed her back, covered with tiny streaks of red from his fingernails. They would be there for a day or so, reminding her of their fuck session. How would she explain those to her hubby should he happen to see them? He chuckled at the thought of Bryson seeing them and Brie trying to explain them. What would it be like to be a fly on the wall if that happened. He had a feeling she would try to hide her marks from her hubby. But what if he, Jack, found a way to make Bryson see her markings?

Leaning over her, he kissed her ear, whispering how good her pussy felt, while one hand snaked under her seeking her sensitive jewel once more. It didn't take long to have her hips gyrating on his cock and fingers. She was ready to explode and his fingers rubbing her clit while his cock moved inside her soon brought about the results he desired. Her body tensed, her breathing halting and ragged while her pussy clutched once more at the invader. This would not be the last time his cock was impaled inside her delicious cunt.

Jack felt his own impending orgasm beginning to build. Attempting to hold off as long as he could, he felt her body begin to relax. When his cock slipped from her pussy, he saw the glistening tool covered with her womanly juices. "Time for your feeding," he laughed flipping her over onto her back and then crawling over her.

Situating himself over her face he smiled down at her when her hands grabbed his slippery pole and began to stroke it vigorously. "If I didn't know better slut I would think you were trying to make me cum with your hands." Before she could utter a word, he pushed his cock into mouth, forcing it deep. "Now let's see how good you are drinking my cum."

Jack groaned as his hips began to move, offering her as much as she could take. He loved the view of her eyes staring up at him. There was something, a spark, or something that confirmed she loved this kind of kinky sex. She may think this was over when they were done but to him it was only the beginning of a relationship that would open her eyes to new exciting sexual adventures.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Her body was traitorous; almost against her will did it begin to climax under Jack’s skillful ministrations. The half-minute of sensory overload was enough to momentarily forget that the man who had given her this orgasm was deceitful and selfish. When she came back to reality, Jack was staring down at her, hovering over her face. The blissful sensation disappeared in a flash.

Brie reached out and began to stroke him quickly. Indeed she did have the thought of getting him off with her hands, but Brie knew he wouldn’t allow it. When he finally forced his shaft against her lips and her mouth spread open around him, Brie gagged.

His cock was lubricated well enough with her honey but the salty underlying flavour of him along with girth was a hefty reality check as he bludgeoned against her tonsils. She coughed and choked, hands grabbing blindly for his hips in order to gain a semblance of control.

Drink my cum.

There was no chance she was going to be able to spit.

His actions reflected that; his balls pressed against her chin and Brie was made to take every inch of him deep into her gullet until she’d swallowed the thick, meaty tool in its entirety.

That fire burned again as she levelled him with a look of contempt.

Still, she maintained her silence, working efficiently to finish this encounter as quickly as she could. Best just to get it over with.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - Jack explodes in Brie's throat.

Jack was balls deep in her mouth, his cock buried in her throat. Holding it in this position cut off a good supply of much needed oxygen. Her eyes narrowed and began to water when he pulled out far enough for her to gasp and take in the precious air. Timing his next thrust when her lungs were full, brought out a choking sound.

"You love this bitch. Having a nice thick piece of raw meat shoved down your throat." Of course she couldn't answer and that was ok with him. He was not looking for conversation right now. His body was tingling for release. Pulling back again, he again waited for her to grab a lung full of air. Only this time he began to fuck her mouth in earnest, his hips rocking back and forth while her fingernails dug into his well muscled ass cheeks.

"Get ready baby," he panted.

Grabbing her hair, he pulled her head upward as he sank his cock into her one more time. His cock twitched and jerked wildly in her throat and then he released a steady stream of seed down her throat. There was no way she could reject it unless she threw it up. Jack grunted and when he finally released her hair, letting her head fall back onto the mattress, he thought for a moment she was dead. But then she gasped and he held his cock on her lips, wiping some of the creamy confectionary on each one.

"That was very good Brie. I look forward to having more time together." Her eyes were dark and that dagger-like stare met his. Did she really think he was going to put an end to this relationship? To him, this was just the beginning.

Jack rolled off her face and lay beside her. Gathering her in his arms, he felt her resistance but her strength was no match for him. "That was wonderful Brie." Leaning over to kiss her, he smiled when she turned her face away and he was forced to kiss her cheek. Oh this was going to be fun. She would soon learn it wasn't nice or proper to reject Jack's kisses. "You'll learn," was all he said leaving her to take it anyway she wanted.

His phone buzzed and he saw the meetings were over and the group was heading to the front entrance. Turning to Brie, he smoothed some strands of hair from her face the way a tender lover would do. "Time to go for now. Let's make ourselves presentable for Bryson. I have a feeling he had a great day." He was going to ask her if she enjoyed herself but didn't ask. If she wanted to say something he was all ears.

 

[Cum_Inside]

She swallowed it in one big gulp. The good news was that Jack’s sperm didn’t leave a bad taste in her mouth like the man himself. As a matter of fact, it was much sweeter than Jack. Brie might almost say she enjoyed the taste if it belonged to anyone but him.

When he smeared it across her lips, Brie reached up and wiped off the dash of cream he’d deposited there.

He let her, didn’t even reprimand her when she turned her face away from his kiss and his wet puckered lips landed on her cheek. The warning was verbal, though. “You’ll learn.”

What did that mean?

After today Brie was going to do her best to never see him again.

Brie dressed quietly, swallowing her hiss as her bra straps dug into the strips of red left behind by Jack’s fingernails. The silky material of her shirt soothed the burn a bit and her shoulders relaxed. As she worked on getting back into her shoes, Jack pressed himself against her, nose running down her neck until he could touch his lips to the bright red tip of one of the scratches. Brie self-consciously fluffed her hair and tugged it over her shoulders until it laid over any exposed skin and hid the evidence of her recent sexual trust.

She stepped away, looking at him over her shoulder.

“I’ll show myself out. I’ll be waiting for Bryson in the car,” she murmured, grabbing her purse and quickly striding towards the door. She wanted to shower but she wanted nothing to do with being naked in this place any longer than she needed to be. She’d take care of that at home.

Brie wrapped her hand around the doorknob, pausing. She felt like she should say something, but she was unsure what. Slowly, shaking her head, Brie twisted the handle and pulled the door open.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - Saying good-bye to Bryson and Brie

Jack was amused by Brie's attitude. He had given her an opportunity to speak but instead she removed herself from his hold and got out of bed. He followed, watching her grab her clothes and begin dressing. Jack too began to dress but much slower than Brie. It was as if she was on a mission to get the hell out of the room as fast as she could. Jack let dress in silence, watching her grimace just slightly when she hooked her bra over the red scratches on her back. She was a strong one and he was going to enjoy the chase and the victory when it came.

He was putting on his shoes when she announced she was leaving, not waiting for an answer. Jack didn't try to stop her but instead picked up his phone. When she had closed the door, he called the front security and told them to hold her at the front entrance until he and the group arrived. He knew she couldn't wait in the car because Bryson had the valet ticket and without it she would be stuck anyway. But Jack wasn't taking any chances.

When he arrived at the ground floor, he saw Brie talking to the valet in a vain attempt to get her vehicle. He chuckled as he strolled across the ornate entrance to the sound of slots and general casino noises. Off to his right he saw the group with Bryson at some distance. Hurriedly he approached Brie and the valet, seeing her scornful look. She was still in denial about the sex but he doubted she would hold out against him much longer. There was something deep inside her that was just waiting, no wanting to explode. And when it did he wanted a front row seat. But until that day, he was content to wait.

Putting his hand on her back, he heard her grunt softly when he rubbed his hand up and down the silk blouse. Bryson and his group were approaching when Jack leaned over to whisper in her ear. "Tomorrow night I expect to meet you at Mulligan's Bar. Be there at eight sharp." Her head whirled around and her eyes were aflame with anger. But Jack's timing was impeccable, she couldn't say a word with Bryson now within earshot.

Bryson was full of energy, expounding on what the group talked about on their excursion around the casino. Jack continued to politely hold his hand on Brie's back as they listened to Bryson and the others. It was evident, the day was successful and that meant a lot to Jack. Bryson was impressing his friends and that really meant he would be working long days and nights. Just what Jack ordered. And with Jack and his friends backing his business, Brie was ripe for the taking.

"From everyone's excitement, I take it everyone is happy with Bryson's talents." At this, he patted Brie's lower back. "Bryson your wife has some very unique talents too. I believe she won some money at the craps table. Enough to take you out to dinner tonight." Her body stiffened as if waiting for him to tell her husband about their sexual encounter.

Bryson beamed at his wife and then turned to Jack. "Why don't you join us for dinner tonight Jack?"

Jack returned the gesture with a warm smile. "Na. You two lovebirds need a night out on the town. She can tell you all about her experience at the casino." There was no way she was going to tell Bryson what they were up too today. If she knew what was good for her and him, their sexual jaunt would be a secret, at least, for now. Besides, Jack had other plans for Brie later tonight. Leaning over to kiss her cheek, he whispered, "Remember tomorrow night at eight and don't be late or else." How would she take his threat? Only time would tell.

To the rest of the group he thanked them and when Bryson and Brie's car arrived he played the perfect gentleman, shaking Bryson's hand, telling him he looked forward to having him work for him. When he attempted to give Brie a hug, she put her hands between them as if to stop the hug but Jack only smiled down at her and winked.

 

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The valet wouldn’t hand her the keys even at her insistence, which she supposed was a good thing since he was just doing his job, but she was frustrated none the less. That was only compounded by the way Jack hovered next to her as the group said their goodbyes, his hand spanning her back, once again, as though he was her husband and not Bryson. It was so annoying.

As Bryson invited Jack out to dinner with them and the man in question refused, Brie couldn’t help her sigh of relief. To Bryson it may have come off as disappointment, but Jack would understand the sentiment. Brie smiled sweetly regardless and that seemed to be the moment Jack stepped in again to embrace her. She raised her hands as if to stop him, but then realized how impolite that might seem to the investors that stood just inside the door; Bryson had been introduced by Jack and Jack had given the Harpers many opportunities. Instead, Brie curled her hands around his shoulders and raised onto her toes to drop her lips to Jack’s cheek quickly.

“Thank you for showing me around Jack - I was honoured you took the time to teach this housewife how to gamble. It was fun and I’m sure I’ll see you soon.”

Brie did not want to meet him tomorrow, or any day, but especially not in any venue that he could use to take advantage of her. Brie nibbled her lip, hand on the car door. She was certain he might understand what she was trying to accomplish, but she had to find a way to wiggle out of it.

“Actually, since you can’t join us tonight, why don’t you come over tomorrow night for a late dinner? Say eight?” Her eyes glinted with challenge.

Bryson grinned, exclaiming, “that works out perfectly! The wife and I will have the evening to ourselves tonight but tomorrow we’ll show you how grateful we are for everything you’ve done for us. How about it, man? Brie makes a mean stuffed chicken parm.”

Brie caged in her snort of derision. Yeah. Thanks for everything, alright. I’m sure you’ll be thankful when you realize he’s moved in on your wife and fucked her right under your nose.

Brie nodded, pulling open the door to the car and climbing inside.

“I don’t expect any argument, Jack. Please. Shall we expect you?”

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - Jack sees Bryson and Brie off

The game was on. He wanted her to meet him at Mulligan's Irish Pub but she countered with dinner at their house. It was the perfect counteroffer. Instead of meeting him in a bar where she had no control, she opted to counter with a place where she felt safe. Quick as a wink, a smile appeared on Jack's face.

"Hey no arguments from me. AI home cooked meal is something I don't get. I'll be there at eight sharp."

The victorious smile on Brie's radiant smile was so telling. She averted a rendezvous with him and figured she had gained the upper hand. He clasped Bryson's hand and whispered, "Take her to the Blue Lagoon and treat her to a night out on me."

"I couldn't do that Jack," Bryson argued.

"No arguments Bryson. After all you've done for me and my companies and how you impressed these people (gesturing to the group out of earshot). And all the time you've spent away from your wife. You deserve to take her to an exclusive club."

Bryson bubbled with excitement. The Blue Lagoon was for the wealthy and a place he only dreamed of going to. "I ….. ahhh …. I don't know how to thank you enough. I'm not sure Brie will like it."

"It a perk for all the hard work. If she doesn't want to go, call me and I'll find us some dates." Jack laughed at the comment. He wouldn't do it but he wanted to give Bryson some ammunition to tease her with if she resisted. Would she argue with Bryson and if so would he be a big enough man to demand they go so as to not get Jack upset. Jack added, "I'll be pretty upset if you two don't go. And just tell her you got a hefty bonus and it's your treat."

Bryson said yes got into his car, happy as a lark. "I'll see you two tomorrow at eight sharp," with a broad smile. His mind already evolving a plan for the unsuspecting couple.

Jack's plans changed. He had planned a surprise for Brie tonight but he decided against it. He would hold that off for another day. Tonight and tomorrow would be enough time for her to dwell about him and the great sex they enjoyed. As they drove away from the casino, he wondered if Bryson would try to get frisky tonight. His territorial marks would still be present tonight. If he did try something, would she resist so he wouldn't find the marks on her back?

And one thought seared his brain as he watched the car disappear into traffic. Was she really safe in her own home? He laughed and turned to the group, eager to hear their assessment of Bryson Harper.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Dropping her purse to the floor between her feet, Brie glanced out the sideview mirror. Jack was standing nonchalantly on the sidewalk in front of the casino with his hands in his pockets watching the car drive away. She felt some form of victory for getting out of their little tete-a-tete tomorrow evening but assumed that he must be planning something else: he'd agreed a little quickly for her not to be suspicious.

Narrowed brown eyes watched him until the car melted into the throng of traffic and he was no longer visible. It seemed like as much as she wanted him out of their life, Jack would continue to be a problem for the foreseeable future. She didn't like it one bit.

He'd been pretty bold even, standing there in the lobby with his hand on her back just mere feet away from her husband. Attempting to hug her. Demanding she meet him as though she didn't have a life or family to attend to. She feared what it might come to if she didn't appease him.

"Brie. Brie. Hey, you in there?" Bryson joked, his hand coming down to curl around the jut of her kneecap. Brie jumped slightly, unnerved, and her husband just laughed. His hand burned her skin like acid.

"There she is. I've been talking your ear off but you've been a mile away. What's on that pretty mind of yours, huh? I was just saying that Mr. Dukeshire..."

Yet again, there he went on a tangent. Bryson always started asking about her wellbeing but never cared for the answer - he always talked over her before she could even answer the question, immediately leading the conversation back to his own selfish monologue. It was definitely annoying but more so heartbreaking.

Their relationship was on tenterhooks and Bryson couldn't even see it because he was so self-absorbed. It was pathetic.

Brie wrung her hands together, nibbling her lip.

"Uh, yeah. Sorry about that. So clearly they liked your pitch. Jack was very impressed himself and I can see this being a great opportunity to get ahead. I'm proud of you, Bryson. I just hope they don't work you to death is all," Brie said slowly. "You're busy as it is and I worry about you. I think we need some time just to ourselves to relax and wind down for a bit. What do you say?"

She avoided talking about her time with Jack. She hoped he didn't ask. But who was she kidding? This was Bryson; selfish little Bryson who could care less about what anyone but him was getting up to lately. Brie wasn't too worried.

She was more worried about what would happen if he wanted to "celebrate" with a quickie this evening - how would she explain the marks on her body? Would he even notice?

Her bra straps were biting uncomfortably against the enflamed flesh and Brie realized that her husband would have to be stupid not to notice. There were a lot of things that Bryson Harper could be described as, but stupid was not one.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday Afternoon - Jack calls Bryson and Brie

The group were more than impressed with Bryson Harper. They told Jack of his ideas and plans for the expansion and each of them were duly impressed. Each one told Jack they were ready to back Bryson's venture into his own business. Jack was all smiles, listening to the praise heaped on his architect. If things went as planned, Bryson Harper would not only be Jack's personal architect but also very busy. And that meant that Mrs. Brie Harper would need something to take up her time. He knew just the thing to keep her happy.

Jack strolled back into the casino, his thoughts on Bryson and Brie Harper. Bryson was a bright man and he could see why Brie married him. He was smart, articulate and very good at architectural design concepts. From the short time he met Brie, he sensed she wanted more intimacy. The last few days confirmed she wanted, no needed more than she was getting from Bryson Harper.

He had offered Bryson an opportunity to take Brie to the Blue Lagoon, an exclusive nightclub as a reward. Would Brie accept? Jack had a feeling she would put up a fight because he was the one giving them their night out on the town. He was learning quickly that Brie was resisting him. One thing he was certain of. She loved the sex but still didn't embrace it wholeheartedly with him, yet. It would take a little more time but Jack was a man of resources and he loved a challenge. In time she would open up and desire his attentions, once she let her true inner feelings out. She was like an engine flooded with gasoline. It won't start but once the spark kicks in, her inner engine would roar to life. That was the Brie Harper Jack wanted.

And Bryson, for all the great qualities he had, he was a follower. Jack had learned early on, even though he was born into luxury, he had to take risks. And with risks came failures and rewards. After taking over the business from his dad, Shawn, he had some hard times, learning from his past failures. But he survived the numerous takeover attempts from rivals and made a name for himself in a business of gambling, drugs, and prostitution. Bryson, on the other hand, followed the lead of others. Not that it was a bad trait. Not everyone could be a Jack Muldoon who needed people like Bryson to make things happen.

Sensing Bryson's nature and Brie's reluctance toward him, Jack pulled his cell phone out and called the Blue Lagoon. He made arrangements to have the Harper's seated next to the stage. He was sure they would enjoy the singer who was appearing that night. After making the arrangements, he punched in Bryson's number.

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Bryson was excited. He had not been this happy in years. His present job was a dead end. He knew he could never be part of the ownership and while he did excellent work, he was disgruntled. But the recent events with Jack changed all that. Yes he was in deep debt to Jack but he now had a way out of the deep rabbit hole. The meeting today went extremely well and they all seemed excited. He was talking non-stop to Brie about his success. She seemed a million miles away in thought, answering with small replies and nods of her head.

"Yes, dear I agree we need to make some time for ourselves. But my God Brie what a fucking opportunity we have. They were all eating out of the palm of my hand today." His excitement made his voice rise an octave. "Think of Brie. If everything goes good, I'll have my own business and we can live like we want." He looked into Brie's eyes for a moment. "Baby I have a feeling our ship has come in."

As he finished the sentence, the on board call signaled a call from Jack. Bryson noticed a slight scowl on Brie's face when she looked at the display and then at him. Touching the screen, Jack's voice boomed into the vehicle.

"I hope you are holding your phone. You know it's illegal to hold your phone while driving. Might get in an accident and we don't want that to happen do we?"

"Don't worry Jack, driving hands free and Brie can hear you too."

"Hello Brie. If I didn't thank you for a wonderful afternoon please accept my apologies." Jack thought he heard her say something but it didn't matter. "Listen you two love birds. I called the Blue Lagoon and they are expecting you two at seven sharp for dinner and drinks. I think you'll love the entertainment. She is a huge star and great singer." There was silence in the car and Jack sensed Bryson didn't tell Brie about the upcoming evening.

"Thanks Jack," Bryson responded. "I was just about to tell Brie of your generous offer."

"Well buddy. Sorry if I burst your balloon. Anyway they will be expecting you tonight. Oh and made such a super hit with the investors today that they want to be part of your start-up business. Bryson, we need to talk tomorrow about getting you an office. I'll have my secretary call you tomorrow morning and we can set a time to meet."

"Ohh shit really Jack you mean it?"

"Yes I meant it and Brie you should be happy for your hubby. He is a great architect." Jack waited for a reply and when he heard nothing right away, he said, "Hey I have to go ….. business you know. I'm looking forward to dinner tomorrow night Brie. I'm sure I won't be disappointed."

Jack heard Bryson's voice. "Thanks for everything Jack. See you tomorrow." He had a feeling a storm was about to hit the car and he chuckled as he clicked off. It would be an interesting night tomorrow. He was going to see to it.

 

[Cum_Inside]

There were so many things she wanted to say in that moment, each more outrageous than the last. Brie fumed at the nerve of this man! Bryson couldn’t exactly refuse but that didn’t mean Brie had to be easy on Jack, either. This man couldn’t really throw a fit about refusing an invite to a nightclub of all things, could he?

It almost felt worth it to find out. Then again, Brie was sure that Jack was expecting irritation and cold shoulders from her. Oh, she planned to give him that, but for now... It was best to choose her battles. Plus... Bryson would have less opportunity to discover the roadmap of bruises and marks Jack had left behind if she occupied her husband at the club. It might not be her favourite type of joint but she suspected she could encourage Bryson to drink a little more than usual until he was suitably inebriated and incapable of frisky behaviour.

That sounded like a good plan.

Sweetly, she thanked Jack but her words were drowned out over the tiny car speakers and depth of his tone as he begged his leave. She wondered if this was the outcome Jack had expected - he probably thought Brie would rain down vengeance for this surprise but she would be the only one laughing. She would turn this back on him and use it to her advantage. Of course she knew better than to sabotage him outright, but Brie Harper was resourceful and knew how to use the tools she was given. It just how happened to be a reservation to an invite delusive club and dinner on a very rich man. No matter that he would likely use it as blackmail to encourage Brie’s body to writhe against his bedsheets in the future. For now she planned to get a leg up on him.

Bryson thought Brie was going to lose it too, by the looks of his tight grip on the steering wheel. Instead, Brie stroked her delicate fingers up her husband’s thigh over his slacks until they just barely brushed the softened curve of his manhood.

“Let’s talk business tomorrow when it’s all settled, dear. You heard the man — dinner’s on Jack and I, for one, and famished! What a busy day,” she lamented quietly. “What’s that saying? Eat, drink and be merry? I think I can get behind that one.”

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday evening - Jack reflects on the day with Brie

Bryson was surprised and relieved Brie didn't erupt into a tantrum when she found out Jack had made reservations at the Blue Lagoon. He wanted to be the one to tell her but that didn't work. He silently cursed himself for talking about the casino and not telling her the good news about dinner.

Her hand sliding precariously up the inside of his thigh distracted his thoughts. How long had it been since they just teased each other? Bryson tried to calculate it but it was lost to the memory of time. New thoughts of having a nice dinner, drinks, and then home to a welcoming bed churned in his head. And it seemed she may be having the same thoughts when her hand brushed against his soft package and then lay quietly on his thigh while she spoke. His right paw moved from the steering wheel to her cover her smaller hand.

"I agree Brie. Let's talk about all the wonderful things our new lives will have tomorrow." Laughing and then giving her a huge grin, he added, "And yes let's eat, drink, and be merry tonight. I hear the Blue Lagoon is known for their fine cuisine and entertainment. It'll be nice to spend the night with you baby."

When he had to stop for a red light, he looked over to Brie, seeing her staring out the window again. He thought of Jack and the huge debt he owed and the great opportunity he presented them. "Hey baby how was your day with Jack? You knew we a lot to thank him for, don't you? Did he show you all around the casino? Did you two have a good time?"

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Jack left the casino and returned to his office, busying himself with mundane work. He didn't have a wife or girlfriend to please so he was free to do as he wished. And thinking about Brie Harper was one of his main thoughts take kept cropping up in his mind.

The sexual events of earlier replayed in his head. Each scene unfolded again and he could only chuckle at the visions. She was a feisty babe who loved to put up a good front but underneath he knew she loved what they did. She may try to hide it and even profess her hate for him, but he saw something in her eyes. The one thing she never did was totally resist him. Yeah, she might put up a bit of a struggle but in the end, she took what Jack gave her and enjoyed it.

Turning his thoughts to include Bryson, he wondered if she got upset with him or Bryson when she found out about the dinner arrangements. It didn't matter to him one way or the other. He wasn't in the car and had no control over the situation.

Instead he opted to think about dinner tomorrow night at the Harper's residence. Was it a nice place? Bryson mentioned they lived in a condo. He found himself thinking about the possibilities of being with Brie and Bryson and what opportunities would be presented to him. Leaning back in his leather chair, he imagined Brie on her knees, between his thighs, adoring his cock just before she pleasured her mouth. A stirring in his pants brought a smile to his face. The chase and capture of Brie Harper was going to be a challenge and fun.

 

[Cum_Inside]

She was pulled out of her thoughts once more when he clasped her hand in his and asked her how she’d felt about today. Brie didn’t want to admit that her mind had never left Jack except for the few moments of scorn and her admittedly devious plan she’d contrived for Bryson. Jack was foremost on her mind.

She wondered what he had in store for her. Their condo was nothing extravagant, but it wasn’t small, either. There may be plenty of opportunity for Jack to catch Brie alone tomorrow as Bryson watched sports and waited for dinner to be served. There would be plenty of opportunity for him to paw through the couple’s personal belongings and find something else to blackmail them with. But the thought that Jack would be stepping into their private space where Brie had no way to hide herself from him laced her nerves with anxiety. There was no way he wasn’t planning something audacious and dangerous.

She didn’t know where his mind was at right now but she knew she didn’t like it.

For now, Brie squeezed Bryson’s hand as she formulated an appropriate response.

“Jack sure did keep me busy. He gave me the grand tour and helped me win some money in the casino. He was a gracious host and I wasn’t bored while I waited for you boys to finish up,” she admitted, realizing that it was the truth. Factually, Brie hadn’t even realized that Bryson had been talking investments for hours while Jack literally ate his full of Bryson’s wife.

“He’s a different character that’s for sure. I’m interested in learning more about Jack Muldoon at dinner tomorrow, but for now, why don’t we just talk about the Blue Layoon, huh, hotshot? When we’re you going to tell me about this? Or were you?” Her questions were gentle and not argumentative in the least. Brie wasn’t trying to start a fight, but rather encourage Bryson to speak up and begin to feel comfortable telling her those things that he preferred to keep hidden away from her sight as of late.