His World Ch. 04

"Jaime, please," she begged.

"Please what, Raiyne?" He knew what she wanted, but he wanted to hear her say it.

She moaned, not wanting to say it. She felt the warm air again, and she had a feeling he would keep it up until she gave in. She wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer. She felt him lightly scratching underneath her thighs, making her tremble. "Please, Jaime. I need you. I need your mouth on me, licking, and sucking, and..."

As soon as he heard what he wanted to hear, he stopped holding back. She tasted like heaven, and he was going to take his time. His licks were long and slow – sheer torture to her. He avoided the spot he knew she wanted touched, but not for very long. He was surprised at how wet she was, and he knew they would have to do this again. His long, lazy licks were making her squirm, and he knew she wanted more. She was arching up to him, silently begging for more. Slowly, his tongue reached her clit, and he began sucking gently on it. She cried out as he flicked his tongue over it, making her writhe beneath him. She was calling out his name, and he knew she was getting close, so he returned to his slow licks. He barely heard her whisper no as he stopped.

"Jaime, please...I was so close..." Her voice was soft, but he could hear how close she really was. He kissed her inner thighs, nibbling now and then before he went back to licking her. He knew she had calmed down some due to him stopping. He loved the way she tasted, and he wanted to enjoy her for as long as he could. His mouth returned to her clit, and he slit two fingers into her. She cried out again; she was driving him insane. All he wanted to do was please her. Every little sound she was making was arousing him more. He was going at a pace he knew she loved. Even after all that time, he still knew what to do, what she loved. It wasn't long before she was screaming out his name and he felt her release. Her body was trembling; she was clenching around him. Withdrawing his fingers, he brought his lips to hers and removed the blindfold. Her legs immediately wrapped around him, letting him know what she wanted.

Jaime's lips moved down to her neck, nibbling as he continued to deny her. He reached for the keys to the cuffs and released her. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer, and she whispered, "I need you," to him. He roughly pulled her away, kissing her hard, bringing another moan from her. He had never been rough with her before, but so far, she was enjoying it. As he entered her, his pace was hard but slow. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning, her arms around him again. He withdrew, moving her so she was on all fours, still being rough with her. She cried out as another orgasm went through her, and he was still going hard and fast. Raiyne was loving every minute of it.

He stopped and leaned over her and spoke softly, "Someone's been a bad girl...trying to make me do something before I was ready to." He placed a few kisses down her back and then spanked her. He watched her jump and did it again only to receive a moan from her. Again, he withdrew, turning her over again, but she stopped him.

"I want to be on top." Her voice was soft, yet full of desire. All he could do was let out a moan and kiss her.

"Anything you want, love."

He laid back, and her pace was nice and slow. She was getting him back for the torture he put her through. His hands were on her hips and he was thrusting to match her rhythm. As her pace increased, so did his. It wasn't long before they reached hard and fast again. She was leaning over him, kissing him as he let his hands wander over her body. She had lost count at how many orgasms she had by the time they climaxed together. She collapsed in his arms.

"That was amazing." She kissed him softly, smiling.

"Babe, I think I lost hearing in my left ear," he chuckled.

She laid down next to him and hit him. "You're so mean, and it's your fault for making me scream!"

He laughed and gathered her into his arms. "I love you, Raiyne."

"I love you too, Jaime."

She fell asleep in his arms, and he ran his fingers through her hair. He soon fell asleep too.

When they awoke, they took a shower together, which lead to them making love again. Once out of the shower, they dressed and drove down to the beach. He knew how much she loved the beach, and since it was only spring, they were able to walk without being crowded.

The rest of their week together was heaven for the both of them. Jaime watched Raiyne transform into the woman he knew while they were first together. She was strong, independent, carefree. The sparkle in her eyes was back, and she was no longer dying inside. Both of them felt as if their break up never happened, and they were happier than they had been in a long time. The day before they were due to meet Jareth at the restaurant, Raiyne's cell phone rang. When she saw who it was, she returned to the state she was in a week ago. One look at her, and Jaime knew who was calling.

She answered. "Yes, Master?"

"Let Me speak to Jaime, slut," He growled.

"Yes, Master." Her voice was soft and shaky, and she was trembling as she gave Jaime the phone.

She tuned out the conversation as she withdrew into herself. She should have known that the happiness wouldn't last. She wasn't meant to be happy. How could she have forgotten herself?

Jaime sat down next to her and pulled her onto his lap. "Don't do this, baby. You're better than that, stronger than it. Don't let him keep killing you." He kissed the top of her head. "We'll meet him tomorrow as planned, but you're leaving with me, love."

She was in tears and trembling, but she knew he was right. After she calmed down, he helped her go through what she was going to say. They both decided that she had to be the one to tell Him, otherwise, she'd never be free. She needed to stand up to her Nightmare, her Rapist, her Tormentor...because that's all he really was.

"I'll be right by your side, Raiyne. You have nothing to fear."

The rest of the day, they just spent time together. He got her somewhat back to herself, but he knew that she was terrified. All he could do was be there, and it made him feel helpless.