Chapter 15 - Lena

I feel so strong and powerful, cuddled up next to Jack. My body throbs with pleasure, with something primal and deep, very different to how it felt when he pleasured me.

I didn't know that giving him pleasure would be so fun for me!

Jack's arm tightens around me, and I sigh as he pulls me close. It seems somehow right that we are cuddled up in the dark on fresh green grass, the stars sparkling above us in a pool of deep blue-black.

"Thank you, Lena," Jack whispers, and the words make my chest glow with love. I sit up and look down at him, seeing his smile. I run my fingers across his belly, teasing with the tips.

"I'm ready to do more if you are."

Jack's eyes open wide, and he sits up immediately. "What the hell are we waiting for?"

I shrug, giggling. "You tell me!"

He rushes to his feet, bending down and grabbing me around the waist to pick me up. My laughter becomes a shriek as he hoists me in his arms and gathers me against his chest as he starts to jog towards the truck.

"Jack, put me down!"

"No way, babe. You can't run as fast as me."

I start giggling so hard I can't talk. My giggles just get worse when Jack tosses me gently into the truck and runs around to the other side of the truck to get in. He guns the engine and pulls out on the road, making the tires spray gravel all over Jenks' lawn.

"You're a bit eager, aren't you?"

Jack glances at me, smiling. "Of course I am! Have you seen you? You're the hottest woman on the planet."

"You could have told me this before."

"I didn't want you to feel objectified."

"I think I like it, so by all means, objectify the fuck out of me."

Jack laughs softly. "Orders received and understood."

Those words give me a strange feeling. It's a powerful high that turns me on, but it's also scary. Suddenly, I realize that the power I have over him has to be wielded carefully—the last thing I want to do is hurt him.

Well, no worse than I already have.

It tears me up that both of us have been feeling the same way but have been unable to tell each other. I vow to never let this happen again, and always tell Jack my feelings before they build up into something ugly.

It doesn't take us long to get home, and we both rush out of the truck and hurry towards the house. Jack takes my hand, and a bolt of pleasure runs through me, almost white hot. My nipples are aching, and the throbbing inside me is making my blood pound, reaching every inch of my body.

After unlocking the door, Jack slows down as we go through the hallway. I realize that he has never actually been in the bedroom with me before.

And I thought it was because he couldn't stand me. How silly this all is.

I move in front of him and lead the way, tugging on his hand. As soon as we reach the bed, an attack of nerves hits me and my stomach tenses up. I know what's about to happen, and I can't help being a bit scared.

"You're trembling," Jack says as I sit down on the edge of the bed. I nod slowly, a lump starting to form in my throat.

"Just a little nervous."

"I understand. Did you want me to back off for a bit?"

"Fuck, no!" I say, laughing. I lean forward and kiss him, his warm lips and hot tongue instantly comforting me and bringing back that rush of arousal that makes it hard to think.

Jack cups my cheeks lightly with his hands and deepens the kiss. His tongue sweeps against mine, and our lips slide in the same rhythm as we explore each other's mouths. Inside me, the aching sensation gets stronger until I have no coherent thoughts at all.

When Jack's hands touch my shoulders, I moan softly, encouraging him. He runs his fingers across the front of my blouse very lightly, then squeezes my breasts gently before working on the buttons.

I watch him undo each one, listening to my breathing getting heavier as he slowly moves down the line. With that same gentle touch, he sweeps the blouse back from my shoulders, making a wave of goosebumps fly across my skin.

Jack stops and stares at me, his eyes wide. Feeling bold, I reach behind me and unclip my bra, pushing the straps off my shoulders and tossing it to the floor.

Jack groans, leaning towards me and wrapping one arm around my waist. His other hand comes up and cups my breast, squeezing it gently and rubbing the nipple. I writhe in his arms, feeling the new sensation add intensity to my lust.

He sits up, pushing me back against the bed. I lay back eagerly, relaxing against the mattress. He plays with my breasts for a bit more, then bends his head down. I feel his tongue stroke across my skin.

I writhe and buck under him as his lips find my nipple. A loud cry breaks free from my throat as he licks and sucks until my nipples are so hard, it hurts.

I had no idea this could feel so good!

The pleasure is so intense I barely register Jack tugging my pants down. He slides a hand between my legs and rubs me through my panties while still sucking on my nipples, and I thrust my hips towards him, begging for more.

Jack slides down my body, licking a trail down my belly as he pulls off my pants. When he takes off my panties, he grazes me gently across the hips with his fingertips, making me shiver. To my surprise, my nipples get even harder, just from that light touch.

He slides his fingers down my thighs, digging his fingers in as he pushes my thighs apart. I feel his tongue against the outer lips of my pussy, and before I can react, he licks deeper and teases my clit.

I grab his hair, bucking up and down and thrusting myself towards him. Jack moans in pleasure, gripping my ass to bring me closer. His tongue laps up and down with short, hard strokes, always returning to my clit to gently suck and lap with the flat of his tongue.

The orgasm is building steadily as Jack keeps up with his slow, purposeful attention. My hand clenches in his hair, urging him on. I feel one of his hands slip down and caress my thigh, then tease at my pussy while his mouth teases my clit.

His fingers stroke at my slit, feeling slick and slippery. Then he uses his lips and tongue hard on my clit, increasing the pressure suddenly as he slides one finger inside.

A scream rips out of my mouth, and I buck up and down, held captive by his mouth and hands. The orgasm explodes through me, pleasure roaring through my blood, obliterating me. When the wave begins to die down, Jack slows and stops, moving back a little.

"Lena?"

"Yes?" I can barely speak.

"My hair."

"Oh! I'm sorry!"

I didn't even realize how tightly I was gripping his hair, and that my hand was literally twisted in it. I let go immediately, my fingers aching.

Jack stands up, slowly moving along my body, teasing along the way with his tongue and tiny nips with his teeth. Already, that intensity is building inside me, a low, throbbing heat turning into a blinding, white-hot need.

Jack settles on top of me, kissing me. I realize he has his pants off, but he can't fully press up against me because I'm still hanging off the bed. I kiss him back, running my hands along his sides until I can feel my body beginning to scream again.

"I'm ready, Jack. I'm so ready."

"Are you sure?"

I can see the look in his eyes, and I know, even now, he'd stop himself if he had to. My love for him comes crashing through all the feelings of lust, turning me on even more.

I wriggle up the bed, Jack staying propped on his arms as he watches me move. When my pussy gets level with his face, he dives into it, grabbing my hips and holding me still while he spoils my clit with long, hard strokes of his tongue.

My cries are breathy and light as I writhe under him, urging him on as I open my legs and tangle my hands in his hair again. The throbbing inside intensifies beyond anything I've felt so far, and I cry out sharply as I rock my hips forward into the pressure of his mouth. The orgasm hits me, and for a few seconds, I'm completely senseless; I can't hear or see. All I can do is feel as a wave of pleasure crashes through me, completely obliterating me.

When I can think and breathe again, I see Jack's face above mine, watching me. He's smiling, and his eyes are soft. I smile shyly.

"Were you watching me?"

"I sure was. A very beautiful sight."

I giggle softly, stroking his face.

"Ready for more?"

I nod, keeping my eyes on his. He bends his hips towards me, letting me feel his hard cock rubbing against my pussy. Even though a shock of nerves runs through me, a new intensity overtakes it. The aching and throbbing inside me reaches a high pitch that completely blanks my mind and sets nervous energy running through my blood.

"Now?" Jack asks.

"Yes! Now, please!"

Jack reaches down, and I feel the head of his cock slide up and down against my wet pussy. Then he presses forward with his hips, and I can feel every inch of him as he slowly thrusts into me.

My legs come up around his waist as my arms wrap around him, my fingers digging into his back. As he slides in all the way home, I shudder and writhe against him, feeling every inch of his hard cock piercing me, opening me up, touching me where no one ever has before.

When he's pressed against me, his hips against mine, he stops for a moment. I writhe against him, exploring myself with him inside and letting different sensations run through me. Jack holds himself still above me, his attention completely focused on my reactions.

When I start to relax, Jack thrusts, long and deep. He slides himself out with care and then slowly back in again. My fingers dig into his back, and a great cry bursts out of me as my hips press towards him.

He keeps making long, slow strokes, leaning over to kiss me. I wrap my hands behind his neck and kiss him back, opening my mouth, my hips, every single part of me to let him inside. As I relax and fall back against the bed, Jack increases his pace a little.

The slight change has an intense impact on me. An urgency I've never felt before fires through my blood, and I shiver against him, gripping him with my hands and knees. Jack keeps a steady pace, then suddenly thrusts so hard, long, and deep, I fall back against the bed, unable to hold on to him.

"Yes?" he whispers.

"Yes!" the cry comes out cracked. My voice is shot.

Jack thrusts hard and fast, making our bodies slap together. I cling to him, not too tightly, just enough to keep us together. I feel his cock thicken inside me, stretching me, and the pleasure is like an itch that spreads deep inside to an aching, throbbing place that begs to be pounded.

As Jack's thrusting reaches a fast, hard rhythm, I start to gasp and cry out every time he slams against me. His groans intensify as his cock gets harder, and even our voices are in sync. My body is bombarded with sensations as I open my legs, grip his shoulders, and throw my head back and howl.

I can feel my pussy gripping his hard, thick, throbbing cock. I'm having spasms that explode right through me. Jack moans, and I feel his cock jerking inside me, my pussy squeezing him and clenching around his pumping cock. I feel a moment of extreme, pure ecstasy that goes beyond the physical and almost makes me cry.

Now, we are one.

After a few seconds, Jack's breathing settles and he curls beside me, holding me against his chest. He strokes my arm gently, and I know that now, I have to open my heart. There can be no secrets between us ever again.

"Jack?"

"Yes, my love?"

"I'm so sorry about my father."

Jack's arms tighten against me. "So am I. No one should be treated that way."

"I… he was always this way, I think. I don't really remember what it was like before Mom died, but he married Kelly pretty quickly, and they were both hard on me and my baby brother."

Jack just listens, stroking my arm gently.

"Father can't survive unless he's trying to get power over everyone he sees. I'm only just beginning to realize how bad it is. I suspected he was doing something illegal for a long time, so I wasn't shocked when you told me, but still. It upset me."

"I'm so sorry, Lena. I can't relate. My family is awesome—I've always been loved and supported."

"Your mom is pretty awesome."

Jack chuckles. "She's got a very good heart, and she just wants everyone to feel safe and wanted."

A sigh eases through my chest, and Jack kisses my forehead.

"What is it, love?"

"It's my brother. I'm just hanging on for a bit until he graduates high school. He can go on to college and make something of himself. He can get away from Father, I know it. He just needs a bit of help to get there. I have to protect him."

Jack holds me tightly against his chest, rocking me a little. "I swear, my love. We will protect him. I won't let Peter or Kelly destroy what we have or hurt the alliance. Just trust me, and everything will be okay."

I cuddle against his chest, feeling very loved and safe. Carla has obviously passed her compassion on to her children. Even though I have never felt so supported, there is a trickle of fear running through me that I can't escape.

I'm sure Father is already planning something. But what is it?