PART 2-THE BEDROOM

Juliet walked out of the bathroom in a daze. She stared at her bed, the crisp white sheets and the fluffy duvet over them. Should she get under the covers? No, there was no point in feigning modesty now. She lay on top of the bed trying to pose seductively but felt ridiculous. She shot up and sat at the edge instead, waiting nervously for him. Where was he? Did Jack decide to go back to his room and forget about her? Was he playing a cruel joke? Revenge?

Juliet's mind raced with speculation when finally he appeared in front of her. He tilted her chin up to look at him.

"Lie back against the pillows," he told her.

She did, her arms resting at her sides and her legs closed together. He spread them slightly and examined her, sliding his long index finger up her pink slit. She shivered slightly as he tapped her clit once gently.

"Hmm," he said making her wonder what he was thinking. She closed her eyes tightly as his gaze wandered over her nude body again.

"Would you like to taste me first?" he asked matter of factly as he stroked her breasts, plucking lightly on her erect rose coloured nipples.

Juliet's eyes fluttered open, "What?" she said, her voice coming out in a raspy whisper.

Jack climbed on his knees by her shoulders, kneeling he straddled her breasts. Juliet couldn't help herself and took his hardening cock in her hand. She wasn't aware of it, that her tongue came out and touched the hair flecked base of him, tracing up along the blue engorged veins. She was licking him as Jack bent closer, letting her tongue run down the side of his dick and across his balls. Juliet gave a little cry as she put the head into her mouth, sucking it for a long while.

Jack took her face in his hands and she felt a blush come across her cheeks. He smiled at her shyness.

"You look so beautiful Juliet," he said and she lifted her arms and pulled him to her, taking him back into her mouth. She wanted him to come down her throat, wanted him to fuck her face so she could taste him deep and swallow him, his essence.

Jack began to pump lightly with his hips, she wasn't the sort of woman you deep throated, but she began to roll her head around his cock as he fucked in and out of her mouth, making him lose control. She tongued his tip every time he stroked out and sucked hard when he plunged in again. Jack wondered where this prim and proper woman, this woman who wore khakis and buttoned down shirts, learned to suck cock like a demon. He rested his hands on the bed behind her and leaned into her open mouth, fucking intently.

"Squeeze my balls," he panted out. She did, enthusiastically as she threw her head form side to side, thrashing it around on her pillow. Jack gasped and his hips jerked before he shot his load. Juliet felt her mouth suddenly filling with a hot liquid. It was heavy and sticky like honey and she swallowed it down hungrily. Jack rolled over breathing heavily through his mouth. There was a drop of cum left on the tip of his softening prick and Juliet reached down and took the salty dew drop on her tongue, rubbing it around her lips before she licked them clean.

Time passed and Juliet cuddled into the crook of Jack's neck, idly fingering his penis in silence. It swelled again and she kissed its rising head.

"Not this time," he said half laughing, lifting her up and turning her onto her back. He put his hands between her thighs.

"You are wet, aren't you?" he asked smiling as she bit her bottom lip and nodded. Her pussy was leaking so that her thighs were wet and slippery many inches down.

"Are you going to," she shyly began before taking a deep breath and finishing, "Fuck me now?"

"Do you want me to?"

"God yes," she screamed unable to find her famous control. Her body was on fire and aching for this man she was forced to be so close to for weeks.

Jack pressed his body against her, his cock rubbing her thighs and making himself slick with her juices. Juliet held her breath as he pressed his cock to her pussy. She waited in anticipation but he grabbed her hand and placed it between her legs.

"Take my cock and rub it up and down your slit," he told her, his voice deep and demanding.

She obeyed him, first with her hands then by thrusting her hips up and down over his hardened member.

Jack pulled up her legs and planted her feet firmly on the bed by either of his hips. She held his tip against the folds of her pussy and pressed herself to him but he drew back each time she was moments from being entered. He teased her like this till she was squirming uncontrollably beneath him, her frustration apparent in her deep breaths and burning skin. She reached again for his cock but he took her hands and laid her arms over her head, watching as the action made her breasts rise taught and high. Then Jack slid his arms under her knees and raised them till her feet were off the bed and her legs were spread to their limit.

Juliet never felt so open and ready for any man ever before. She whimpered as she finally felt him begin to put his cock into her. A pounding of rushing blood rolled in her brain as her pussy lips and muscles were drawn open as finally he entered her completely. Jack lay atop of her very still so she could simply feel the pulse of his prick as it strained against her tight walls.

"Oh God," she breathed out. She never knew the meaning of being possessed until now, as she thought of Jack inside her. "In me," she thought, "Oh God, In me!"

"Jack," she whispered in his ear, "Fuck me Jack."

She wrapped her arms around him as he thrusted in and out. The touch of his cock along the opening of her pussy was like raw fire as she delighted in his movements. She lifted her hips to accept more of him, wanting him to possess her fully, rising against his stroke and falling as he withdrew.

"Juliet," he murmured against her flesh as she hugged herself to him with one leg and keeping him motionless in her when she couldn't stand anymore. But he loosened her hold on him, pressing her knees wide and to the mattress. He drove in and out unchallenged, lifting his face from where he had buried it in her throat and putting his mouth over hers. They weren't really kissing, more like desperate attempts at breathing as they sucked on tongues and lips.

Juliet ran her nails down his back as his cock raked in and out of her until finally she arched her back screaming with her climax. He held her face up, making her watch his eyes as his semen poured into her.

"Jack," she cried as her whole body burned with the electricity of both their orgasms until finally the inevitable fall began and he slid out of her, resting his head against her breast. He knew as she tenderly stroked the short hairs on his head, he'd have no trouble getting her to help him escape. A sly smile of victory crept up on his face as sleep over took them both.