Only You | By : K.Blood Category: A through F > The Forbidden Game Trilogy Views: 1705 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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*Before you start the story please read the below disclaimer. It's very important.*
Disclaimer: The Forbidden Game Trilogy and all its characters were created by Lisa Jane Smith. This is just a fan story based on her works, using her characters. All rightful credit is given to her. I make no profit from this.
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Summary: Jenny spends some time with the man of her dreams. M/F. PWP.
Setting: Set either sometime during the books or after (at least set after The Hunter). The setting really isn't that vital to this particular tale so I'll let you choose where to place it.
Originally Posted: July 2011 (Revised January 2019)
Warnings: Adults only, 18+. Story contains language and graphic depictions of sex and sexual acts, M/F.
Distribution/Sharing: Links only, please. No translations or reprints.
Word Count: 1,221
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Only You
By: K.Blood
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Jenny gently tugged on soft hair as a tongue slid up her throat. She moaned when teeth nibbled at her pulse line.
How did he always know what she needed? It was almost as if he was psychic. Hell, maybe he was.
A warm hand trailed down her stomach and between her thighs. Jenny arched into his palm as gifted fingers slid over the wet lips of her pussy. She didn't have to open her eyes to see the arrogant smirk on his face. Yes, he knew exactly what she needed and he was more than willing to make her squirm for it.
"Evil," she exhaled, her skin shiny with sweat. "Pure evil."
He chuckled, the deep timbre of it close to her ear. "You like me this way."
She smiled, and then groaned as a finger pressed into her. A second followed. Jenny bucked as they went to work stroking her.
He kissed her gently. Then the mattress dipped as he shifted position, kneeling between her legs. That wonderful tongue soon joined his fingers. It didn't take long before Jenny was twisting and thrashing on the sheets. She was brought to the edge, her nerves winding tighter and tighter. When she was dangerously close to stumbling over into sweet oblivion he suddenly withdrew from her, leaving her feeling hot and achy.
Even as his body reappeared over hers Jenny continued to mentally call him every foul name she could think of. He was always a tease, even to the point of madness. Then again, what had she honestly expected from Julian?
After about an hour of such foreplay Jenny was starting to feel like an overused violin. How much longer would he be able to pluck at her strings before she finally snapped? Had anyone ever lost their mind from orgasm deprivation? If he kept it up much longer Jenny was sure she'd find out.
Lips tenderly kissed her cheek and then her earlobe. She hugged his shoulders and pressed her face to the side of his neck, making a low frustrated whine. "You're so mean to me."
"My poor girl," he whispered against her, combing a hand through her damp blonde hair. Jenny shivered.
His erection pushed against her and she instinctively rose to wrap her legs around his waist. He positioned himself at her opening, the stiff head just barely dipping into her. She smiled, knowing that her torture was about to come to an end.
"Say please."
Jenny frowned.
How could one person be so sadistic? She could picture the deviant gleam in his sapphire eyes as he waited.
Evil, she thought again, and playfully nipped his shoulder. "You're cute, but you're not that cute."
"I just can't win with you, can I?" He sighed, not sounding too disappointed.
Jenny’s answer was a scrape of her teeth to the tender patch of skin at the junction of his throat and shoulder. She arched up against him, her demands obvious. She felt his muscles ease as he gave in. It appeared he had also grown tired of this little game—or maybe it was the biting. He always had a harder time resisting her when she was being a little bit naughty.
In a single, smooth thrust Julian was encased in her tight heat.
Jenny threw her head back into the pillow with a groaned, "Oh, god. Finally."
“You’re adorable.”
She refused to open her eyes. She could envision that amused and arrogant smirk of his as she withered beneath him.
Let him gloat. She didn't care as long as he...didn't...stop...moving.
Once again, he seemed to know just what she needed. Julian thrust into her with a swift, shallow rhythm. Jenny let out a moan with each snap of his hips. She was normally very self-conscious about her uncontrollable need to vocalize during sex, but just then she felt too damn good to care. Finally she was getting what she wanted.
"Ah-GOD!"
The sick truth of the matter was that no one could move like he could; no one could drive her as crazy.
“Uh!”
Yeah, she didn’t mind moaning for it. Not at all. If he asked her now to beg she knew she would do so with the unrestrained flourish of a street whore.
"Jenny," he murmured and his movements grew deeper, faster.
She was going to come, she could feel it as every muscle in her body grew increasingly more tense. She desperately wanted it, yet at the same time hated that it would mark the end of such an encounter.
Jenny reinforced her hold around his hips with her legs and helped return his movements. Her heart pounded away in her chest as her skin started to feel too hot.
"Ah! Please. Like that! So good."
So close.
She could see him in her mind:
In the More Games store, his eyes glowing and wolf-hungry as he held out the box to her...
Alone in the hallway of the paper house, his fingers running through her unbound hair as his lips hovered dangerously close to hers...
Underground with that white rose, caressing her cheek and holding her hand...
Julian the Erlking. Julian the Shadow Man. Julian the Devil, himself.
Watching her, wanting her. Touching her, kissing her.
In her bed, groping, and licking, and thrusting—
"JULIAN!" she screamed, bucking frantically beneath him. The world before her faded to white as she climaxed.
It was as amazing as ever. Only he could make her come so hard.
Jenny didn't realize her mistake until the waves of pleasure passed and part of her rational thought process returned. Lying there, she found herself staring up into startled hazel eyes.
"Oh, god, Tom. I'm—"
He was suddenly off of her, fumbling into his pants as he stormed for the door.
"Tom," she tried again, knowing he wouldn't listen. "Please, I'm sorry."
He spared her a glance back, attempting to keep his features firm, but she could see the pain she had caused.
Damn you, Julian.
"Tom, please don't—"
The din of a slammed door cut off the rest of her words.
Jenny flopped onto her back with a frustrated sigh and stared up at the ceiling.
Tom...
She knew there would be no point in going after him, not at that moment. She had really hurt him. He probably wouldn't even be able to stand looking at her, forget trying to get him to listen. Not that she blamed him. And what would she have to say to him besides desperate apologizes and lame excuses? Nothing worth listening to, that's for sure.
This was all her fault. How could she have allowed herself to make such a terrible slip? Before, she had always been so careful...
Damn it, that's not the point! Jenny mentally scolded herself. She shouldn’t have been thinking of Julian at all. Not ever.
Not like that.
And definitely not with Tom.
What the hell was wrong with her?
Somewhere in the back of her mind she could imagine hearing the Shadow Man's silky voice as he laughed at her predicament.
"Bastard," she swore, rolling onto her side.
Seeking some form of comfort, Jenny yanked the pillow from under her head and hugged it tightly against her chest. She wondered how long it would take Tom to forgive her.
If he ever would.
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