Chapter 78
Juno
As Jack looked at me, there seemed to be a change in his eyes. He went from worried to an intensity I only saw when he wanted to take me and make me his.
I blinked a few times, surprised by the sudden change. How could he be so turned on during a storm like this? I had spent the last half-hour imagining Jack dead in several storm-related ways when I finally had the courage to leave the shelter.
Of course, all of them had been unfounded and he'd come back to me, but that didn't make me any less afraid for our lives.
Seemingly oblivious to my fear, Jack leaned down and kissed me. Electricity ran through me despite my anxiety, but I didn't relax into him the way I usually would.
I didn't resist either as he pushed me back. Maybe he needed this. Maybe this was his way of not being afraid. I felt his hands slowly wander over my body and it made me feel warmer, more secure, but every time another gust of wind shook something or there was another thwump from either a tree going over or something else, I tensed right up again.
"Relax," he whispered when it happened a third time. "The wind can't get in here and you'll feel so much better with my cock in you."
I tried to do as he suggested and hid my surprise that he was being so bold about sex being something worth doing right now.
My body seemed to agree with him, even if my mind was less sure, however, and I grew hotter and wetter as he pushed his hands down my pants and between my legs. He cupped my pussy, the pressure enough to distract me.
"That's my girl," he whispered as I let out a small moan. "Let me have you entirely."
His words came out deeply, an interesting mix of soothing and a turn-on. Maybe this wasn't such a bad way to pass the time.
I reached down and pushed my pants out of the way for him, and he grinned at me. Immediately, I also pulled my top off. I hadn't bothered with a bra or panties and I could tell he appreciated the lack of any other clothing.
Every inch of me felt vulnerable again, my body tensing for a moment, but he ran his thumb across the top of my clit, bringing my attention back to what he was doing.
Slowly, I relaxed and he wasted no more time before he undid his trousers and revealed his cock. He was already hard and standing erect.
"You're going to do exactly as I say, Juno, aren't you?" he said immediately.
For a moment, I wasn't sure what to say. Did he have something else in mind for me?
"Juno, answer me. Are you going to submit and be a good girl?" The aggression in his tone surprised me into nodding.
"Good. Open your mouth. You're going to taste me before I let you have a full pussy."
His words both sent a thrill of desire through me as well as a jolt of fear. I wanted him in my pussy, and on any ordinary day I'd have been happy to earn it, but this was different.
Before I could think anymore, however, he had moved up the bed and brought himself to me. As soon as I parted my lips even slightly, he reached a hand behind my head, weaving his fingers through my hair, and held me still while he pushed his cock into my mouth.
"Suck me, Juno. Earn yourself a fucking."
I did as he bid, running my tongue over his head every time he pulled back and then taking him as deep as I could every time he thrust forward. Although it hadn't been something I'd have chosen to do, it was something I could concentrate on, and I took delight in his moans.
His breathing grew rapid as he picked up the pace until he stilled, cumming over my tongue and into my throat.
After swallowing so I wouldn't choke, I ran my tongue around his tip and licked off every drop.
He moaned and pulled out of me. As my eyes met his, I saw the haze of satisfaction in them and felt a rush of pride, and I grew even wetter. He'd promised to screw me if I pleased him and I was pretty sure I'd delivered my end of the bargain.
Moving down the bed, Jack focused on my breasts, taking one in his mouth and sucking on it and then the other. I gasped and moaned at the sudden assault on such a sensitive part of me, but he didn't stop there, his fingers heading between my legs.
Finding me wet enough, he slid two fingers straight into my pussy while he continued to suck and gently bite a nipple. The sudden sensations stole all my focus, pushing me toward heaven.
Working with his fingers, he found my g-spot like an expert. I groaned at the pressure and the repeated motions until I was hot and sweaty in a way I'd never been before.
Jack never stopped, seeming to delight as I came undone, moaning and whimpering beneath him. An explosion hit me as I cried out, my mind overwhelmed by the pleasure tearing through me.
Within seconds Jack removed his fingers and thrust his cock deep inside me, sending another wave crashing over me.
I moaned, wanting to ask him to give me a moment, but no words came out. He seemed to sense my distress, however, and stilled within me, waiting for me to calm and my breathing to even out.
As soon as I stopped shaking, he continued, his mouth crushing down on mine before I could ask him to stop anything.
Fear tore through me. He wasn't hurting me, my pussy slick, but a part of me wanted to stop this. I was too scared, and my body started to tense. Still, no words came out of my mouth.
A moment later, there was a loud crash, and even Jack looked up.
"What was that?" I demanded, pulling away until we separated. Then, I took the opportunity to put some distance between us.
"Nothing we can do anything about from here. It could have been anything," Jack said, clearly irritated but not yanking me back to him, although he followed me a little way.
I sat up and exhaled, my body shaking again.
Jack seemed to realize I wasn't about to let him continue screwing me. He put an arm around me and pulled me against him again.
"We're safe in here," he said, looking into my eyes. "Try to relax and let us have fun. We'll be through the worst of it soon, and then the boat can come back. We'll get anything broken fixed and enjoy the rest of our time on the island."
I wanted to be soothed by his words, but there was another thwump of something falling, and another crashing sound. A moment later the lights flickered out.
Although I didn't squeal, I froze to the spot, able to hear nothing but the sound of the wind whistling past the house and the shaking of something metallic as the wind moved it around.
Jack moved away from me, and it took all my restraint not to reach out, grab him, and pull him back. I was naked in the dark with the worst storm I'd ever been in raging outside. When I'd agreed to stay on the island with Jack and feared certain things happening, something like this had never even been part of my imagination.
And somehow, this felt a thousand times worse than anything I could have thought of. I was trapped in the dark with no way out.