Honeymoon from hell i, p.1
Honeymoon from Hell I,
Part #1 of Honeymoon from Hell series by R. L. Mathewson
(A Little Recap for those of you who may have forgotten where we left off)
“Stop!” Jason begged.
Haley finished pulling his belt loose, unbuttoned his pants, and had his zipper down before he could say it again. She sat back, leaving his pants open and revealing the large bulge now hidden only by his gray boxer briefs.
“Okay,” she said soothingly. Jason sucked in a deep breath and visibly relaxed.
She knew that she was pushing him, but she had no choice. Jason was being so damn stubborn and wouldn’t listen to her. She mentally tsked him as she stood up. If only he’d stuck around two weeks ago, he’d know exactly how much she wanted him and how sorry she was that she’d hurt him.
There was no doubt in her mind that she’d hurt him and she hated herself so much for it. Months ago when she’d welcomed Jason into her life she’d been so foolish to think that she was done with categorizing people into safe little groups to protect herself. All she’d managed to do was hurt both of them and push Jason away.
When she’d told herself there could never be anything more with Jason she’d been so foolish. She’d been so frightened to let herself truly love him and hope for a future that she’d told herself was impossible. She’d been so damn selfish and because of that she’d hurt the man she loved.
Now he was hurting and trying his best to take care of her by protecting her. As much as it warmed her heart that he’d do anything to make her happy, even suffer, she was actually pretty pissed. His stubbornness was only delaying the inevitable. She’d break out the fists of fury to knock some sense into him, but she didn’t want to hurt him.
So that left only one thing.......
Biting back a smile, she stood up and leaned back against the kitchen table. She’d never done anything so bold in her life, but this was for Jason. It didn’t hurt that he was handcuffed and couldn’t stop her.
“Are you sure you want me to stop?” she asked coyly.
“Yes,” he hissed, still panting.
“Hmmm, then perhaps we should just talk?” she suggested as she stepped out of her high heels.
Jason’s eyes narrowed on the action as he absently nodded.
“I think we should forget about being friends, Haley, and go our separate ways,” he said, looking up, but not quite meeting her eyes. “Once my house sells, I’m moving away for good.”
“That’s really not going to work for me,” Haley said, reaching up and slowly unbuttoning her silk blouse.
“That’s too damn bad, Haley! I’m moving. You need to move on,” he snapped, clearly trying not to watch as she revealed a black lacy bra.
“Have you moved on?” she casually asked, gently shrugging out of her shirt.
“Yes,” he said without any hesitation.
“I see,” Haley said, biting back a smile, as his eyes practically devoured her.
She reached back and released the fastenings on her skirt and watched as Jason followed the skirt as it hit the floor, hesitating at the matching black panties. Haley stepped out of the skirt and kicked it aside before leaning back against the table.
“So,” she said, tracing the top of her bra with the tip of her finger, “you’re over me?”
“I guess this means you want me to get dressed and leave,” she said, having absolutely no intention of leaving until he was hers.
He hesitated, making her smile. “Yes.”
“That’s a damn shame,” Haley said, reaching up between her breasts and undoing the front clasp. She held the cups together as she studied him. He couldn’t seem to stop shifting in his chair or take his eyes off her.
“What is?” Jason asked distractedly.
“Well, what if I don’t want it to be over?” she asked, slowly peeling away each cup, revealing tight hard nipples.
Jason cursed softly as she let the bra drop to the floor. “You don’t care,” she started to ask as she spread her legs to give him a better view of what waited for him, “if another man touches me?”
She watched a large muscle in his clenched jaw twitch while she absently ran the tips of her fingers of one hand over her breast and down her stomach.
“No, I don’t,” he bit out coldly.
“Really?” she asked, turning so that she could lean over the table and grab the Tupperware bowl she’d brought with her. She looked over her shoulder and bit back a smile when she caught Jason licking his lips hungrily as his eyes ran over her bottom.
“I guess then I should tell you that Mark, the new biology teacher, asked me out tomorrow night. Dinner at his house,” she said offhandedly, popping the top of the container as she watched his reaction.
His eyes snapped up to hers and she couldn’t help but notice all the muscles in his neck and chest going taut.
“It’s none of my business,” he ground out.
She picked up the bowl, turned, and knelt in front of him.
“What the hell are you doing?” he asked, shifting nervously.
Haley pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she placed the bowl on the floor. She reached over and pulled his boxer briefs down, releasing his rather angry looking erection. She resisted the urge to run her fingers down it.
“There, that looks more comfortable,” she murmured as she picked up the bowl again.
“Oh God.....is that buttercream frosting?” Jason asked in a strangled voice
“Mmmhmm,” she said, dipping her finger in the buttercream and making a show of licking it off. “Mmmm.” She dipped her finger in the delicious frosting again. “I believe I owe you,” she said, reaching up and smearing the frosting over one of his nipples.
He hissed in a breath when she leaned over and licked it off. “The deal was that I licked an entire bowl off of you,” Jason said between clenched teeth.
“But this is so much more fun,” Haley said, scooping up more frosting. She gave him a sly smile as she reached over and smeared the frosting over the underside of his hard cock. “A lot more fun.”
Jason groaned long and loud at the first swipe of her tongue. Christ, it was a lot more fun than he’d imagined. Granted, it would be a lot more fun to lick it off her breasts and off her round little bottom. He watched as Haley traced her tongue over his cock, slowly licking off the buttercream frosting.
He should stop this. It wasn’t right to lead her to believe that he’d stick around, but when she took the large head into her mouth and sucked hard, he couldn’t do anything more than moan and pant.
She took her time licking him clean, clearly enjoying herself. Finally when she’d licked off all the frosting, she released his cock with a loud pop. With a soft grip, she ran her hand down his length.
“You’d be fine with me doing this for another man?” she asked.
His breaths came quicker as he imagined his little grasshopper doing this for anyone else. He couldn’t deal with it. He knew he’d fucking kill any man that so much as touched her never mind this.
She was his.
He didn’t care if she didn’t love him the way that he loved her. It didn’t matter. He’d more than make up for it. He’d spoil the hell out of her and keep her in orgasmic bliss so that she wouldn’t realize that she was settling.
“No one else touches you, Haley. No. One.”
“What about you?” she asked shyly, rising to her feet.
“Only me,” he promised as she shimmied out of her panties. She grabbed something off the kitchen table and walked around him. He heard the click of the handcuffs as she released each hand and foot.
When she was done, she tossed the key on the table and walked out of the room towards his bedroom. Jason wasted no time
He walked over and climbed onto the bed. Without a word he picked up her left leg and pressed a soft kiss to her calf before setting it back down to the side. He did the same for the other leg, exposing heaven on earth. He leaned over and pressed a kiss against her swollen wet lips, earning an enticing moan.
“Just so we’re clear,” he said, running the tip of his tongue between her slit, “you’re marrying me.”
“Just so we’re clear, I decided that two weeks ago,” she said, earning a pained chuckle from him. “I’m in love with you, Jason,” she said softly, running her fingers through his hair.
He raised his eyes to watch her. “You’re not in love with me,” he somehow managed to say. He knew that she didn’t love him the way that he loved her, but it felt like a physical blow to have to say it out loud.
“Ow!” Jason hissed. “What the hell was that for?” he demanded.
Haley sighed heavily as she released the lock of hair she’d just yanked and gently rubbed the sore spot she’d created.
“How can you say that I don’t love you?”
“Easily!” he snapped, moving away from her and sitting back on his haunches.
Haley quickly got to her knees and glared up at him. Well, as best as she could since she’d taken her glasses off. She poked him in the chest, hard.
“Listen to me, buddy! I am head over heels in love with you and if you think that you’re going to pull another snit and get out of marrying me then you’re crazy!”
He shifted closer. “I’m pulling another snit?” he practically roared. “I’m not the one who started all of this bullshit!” He grabbed her by the back of her neck and held her as he leaned down closer. “But I can damn well promise that I’m going to be the one to fix it.”
“What the hell does that mean?” she asked, mimicking his hold on her as she drew him closer.
“It means, my little grasshopper,” he said, releasing her neck abruptly so that he could reach down and grab her by the back of her thighs. With a quick flick of his wrists he sent her falling back onto the bed.
Before she could scramble away he was kneeling between her legs with his still painfully hard erection in hand and running it between her pouty wet lips the way he knew drove her crazy. She squirmed against him almost desperately.
“It means that I’m not taking a chance on you changing your mind. You’re marrying me this weekend and that’s final!” he snarled, licking his lips as Haley rubbed her wet pussy over the underside of his cock.
Her answering smile stole his breath away. She looked so damn beautiful. He knew he’d fucked up his proposal, but that didn’t really faze him since he had a tendency to fuck this kind of thing up. Besides, he wasn’t going to ask her to marry him. That would have been fucking stupid since it would have given her a chance to say no. She was marrying him no matter what. It really was the only way to keep her safe, he decided as she rolled her hips and took the tip of his cock inside of her.
“Are you going to make love to me, or do I have to break out the fists of fury?” she asked, moaning.
He leaned over and covered her body with his. “Definitely going to make love to you,” he said against her neck as he rolled his hips, feeding her his cock. He took her mouth in a hungry kiss, tangling his tongue with hers as he gently thrust inside her, inch by inch. She was still so damn tight and felt so fucking good wrapped around him.
“I...I...oh God!” Haley moaned loudly.
“What do you want, baby?” Jason asked, pulling his cock out almost all the way before sliding back in, slowly. He groaned at the sensation of a thousand hot wet little tongues licking his cock.
“I love you!” she cried out as he ground himself against her. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder as he continued to grind himself against her. “I love you, too,” he said, turning his head to look down at her. “More than anything.”
She fisted his hair and yanked his mouth down to hers. He reached between them and slid his thumb between her slit and over her swollen clit. Haley cried out into his mouth as he quickened his pace and rubbed the nub harder and faster.
“Oh fuck,” he ground out as she clamped down tightly around him and squeezed unmercifully, leaving him gasping for breath and pounding into her without any finesse or reason. He was barely aware of her nails digging into his ass or her little blunt teeth biting into his shoulder as she screamed her release. His release came on him so damn hard and fast that he couldn’t hold back his roar of ecstasy as Haley squeezed him dry.
He collapsed against her, careful to keep most of his weight off her and to the side. He pressed a kiss to her damp shoulder.
“Just so you know,” she said, panting just as hard as he was, “the next time you try to leave me. I’m going to kick your ass.”
Jason had to bury his face against her shoulder to stop himself from laughing out loud. She was just so damn cute.
“Stop laughing at me! I’m a threat, damn it!”
Jason pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.
“No, you’re my sweet little grasshopper.”
Oh, she’d played him well, he thought with a pleased smile as he leaned down and kissed her cheek, which promptly earned him a swat and a whimper.
“Please…just let me die…” she muttered pathetically as she rolled over onto her side with a whimper and curled up into a ball, letting him know that his work was finally done.
“Shhh, just go to sleep, sweetheart,” he murmured soothingly as he tucked her in.
“I would if you kept that insanely large cock between your legs to yourself!”
“Aw, but he likes you,” he said, chuckling as he watched her reach back and swat at him…and miss.
“I hate him!”
“You fucking adore him,” he said, smiling as he fixed the covers on her now that she’d stopped trying to beat the shit out of him.
“Hate,” she grumbled as she reached up, grabbed her pillow and yanked it over her head in an attempt to block him out.
For several minutes he simply sat there, making sure that she was asleep. When he heard her softly snore, he carefully got off the bed, grabbed his cellphone and backed up until he reached the door where he stood for another minute, watching her.
God, she was so beautiful, so kind, funny and sweet and obviously temporarily insane. It was something that he was just going to have to take advantage of before she came to her senses and realized that she could easily do so much better than him.
“Good morning, my little grasshopper,” Jason said, sounding really cheerful for someone who’d stayed up all night showing her new and interesting ways to scream his name.
“What’s going on?” she asked, rubbing her hands down her face as she shifted in her seat and-
“Why are we in a car?” she asked, dropping her hands in her lap as she looked out her window, turning her head to watch as a large green blob rushed past them.
“Here,” he said, pressing her glasses in her hand.
Without looking away from all the colorful blobs rushing past her window, she quickly unfolded her glasses and put them on. “Where are we going?” she asked, pushing her glasses back up her nose as she watched what she now realized were highway signs rushing past them.
“To run an errand,” he said, smiling as he reached over and took her hand in his.
“And you need to break the laws of physics in order to do it?” she asked, swallowing nervously as she watched that little hand on the speedometer move past ninety miles per hour.
“Absolutely,” he said with that sexy smile that she loved so much. It had the power to momentarily distract her and had her licking her suddenly dry lips.
That is until she saw the large green sign announcing that they were only fifty miles from the New Hampshire border. Her
She considered asking him if he was kidnapping her again, but with a slight shake of her head, she settled back more comfortably in her seat and decided to wait and see where he was going with this.
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