Naughty Tales Collection

Chapter Eight

Eden

Damn Alex. He always ruins a good moment.

Not really, but I can blame him for not being able to repeat Jack’s words back to him.

I do love him. With everything I am. Guess I’ll just have to show him how much now. Candy is on stage now getting my props in place as some remix plays in the background.

As I’m announced to the huge crowd, I hear people going wild as I strap on the small whip, I borrowed from Raine. Since Jack discovered my love of a little pain with my pleasure, he’s always looking for ways to give it to me. I’m hoping this gives him more incentives.

My favorite song, Dirrty by Christina Aguilera, begins to play and after buttoning my trench coat, I slowly make my way out of the shadows and to center stage. Jack is sitting right where I left him.

I move and sway, getting the crowd to go wild as I drag the chair closer to where Jack is at, before I ride one of the poles on either side. Climbing, I swing my head around and drop back, so I can slowly slide back down to the ground.

Jack’s eyes never leave me and as I make my way towards him with heavy steps, he stands and leans closer. Bending down so I’m eye level with him, I lick up the side of his neck and nibble on his ear before whispering, “Come join me, Mr. Daily.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice. Jumping on stage he stands in front of me, waiting for my next move. Untying his toga, I drop it to the ground, so he’s only wearing the small loin cloth, and drag him to the chair. Pushing him into the seat, I use him to dance around and get the crowd going again.

They’ve quieted down and I can tell they’re fascinated with what I’m doing and curious about where it’s going. Unbuttoning my coat, I turn my back to the crowd and my front faces Jack. Dancing just for him, his jaw drops when he sees what I’m wearing.

Or rather not wearing.

A one piece, completely see through suit covers me from the top of my breasts to the tops of my thighs. It’s more like an extremely racy swimsuit. It’s darker in the areas that cover my nipples and sex but leaves nothing to the imagination.

Dropping my coat to the floor, a loud roar goes up from the crowd and Jack struggles not to reach for me. I’ve never been on display so thoroughly before and I think he knows it. Rolling my hips as I raise my hands above my head I spin in slow circles and when my back is facing him, I slowly bend over so he sees the small piece of string holding my outfit together.

Lost in the music, I continue my dance from one song to the next until suddenly I’m in the air and being carried off stage over Jack’s shoulder. I can see the crowd tossing bills on the stage and getting rowdy but I don’t care, because I know exactly what’s about to happen.

Jack has lost it.

The beast in him has taken over and he’s about to claim me.

Flipping me off his shoulder as a door slams shut, I’m met with the wall of muscle that is his chest.

I don’t get a second to catch my breath because he’s ripping my outfit off and picking me up, slamming me into the wall. I’ve barely adjusted my eyesight and he’s thrusting into me.

“Jack!” I cry into the dark room as he takes me. I can hear him groaning and grunting as he takes me like a wild man. “Mr. Daily.” I breath into his neck as he grabs my hands lifting them above my head. I feel the leather of the whip wrapping around my wrists and my heart rate picks up.

My body tingles from head to toe and I know I’m about to come for him. He always makes it so easy and thrilling to let go.

“I need the fucking words back Eden.” His cock slams into me painfully. “Fucking say them.” He bites my neck and my womb contracts.

“Say what?” I play coy.

Big mistake.

“Don’t fuck with me, Eden. Not now. Not when I’m on the fucking edge.” He doesn’t move, no matter how much I squirm.

Dropping my head against the wall, I stare at him.

His desperation is clear in every tense line of his body. He’s in as much pain as I am.

“Mr. Daily,” I lick along his jaw. “Jack. My man, my lover.” I kiss right below his ear. “I love you.” In a surprising move, he drops me, so I land on my feet, then slides to his knees.

Draping both of my legs over his shoulders, his face dives between my legs. He’s a starving man and I’m his next meal.

Licking, sucking, biting. Jack devours me from the inside out. He leaves no part of me untouched as he sucks my clit in his mouth making my body explode into a thousand pieces of completely rapture.