Under Pressure [IAD Agency] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read online

  Chapter Eleven

  Jason took great care to be gentle as he stood up and pulled Bella toward the bathroom. Pushing her against the counter, he reached down to undo the button of her jeans. He slowly lowered the zipper and pushed the material down her thighs along with her panties, careful to keep his eyes on hers instead of looking down to her flesh.

  Bella’s eyes were confused, uncertain as she stared back at him.

  “Shh, just let me take care of you, baby,” Jason whispered tenderly as he easily lifted her out of the jeans now lying discarded on the floor. He set her down outside of the large shower and turned the water on waiting for just the right temperature. He made quick work at getting rid of his own clothing, and his muscles clenched as her small hand reached out to stroke lightly down his stomach.

  Eyes wide, she was fascinated by the rigid evidence of his desire. Their first sexual encounter had happened so fast that she hadn’t been about to see just how large he was. Even the word large was too tame a word. The man was seriously hung. His cock was wide and thick, rising like a velvet-encased steel bar from a patch of dark curls at the apex between his legs. As she continued to watch him, his erection grew longer, thicker, and she could almost see the vein pounding in a thrumming beat that matched the pounding of her heart.

  She reached out to stroke her fingers lightly over him, and his cock jumped in her hand as if begging for more attention. Jason’s breath hissed out as he grabbed her hand to stop her from petting his raging hard-on.

  Christ, she really was trying to kill him.

  Picking her up easily in his arms again, her full body pressed against his, he climbed into the cascading water. He breathed out roughly as he desperately searched for his legendary control and tried to rein in the need clawing through him. This was about Bella. This was all about her. He needed to show her how much she meant to him, how much he wanted to be with her. Jason grabbed a bottle of shampoo, squirted some in the middle of his large hand, and he slowly started massaging it into her long hair as she purred with pleasure.

  “Close your eyes, lass.”

  Gently he tilted her head back to rinse the suds out and repeated the cycle with conditioner. God, he loved her hair. He also loved her small curvy body, but he forced himself to pay attention to washing her hair. He had never bathed with a woman. Showered with, yes. Had sex with in the shower, yes. But this was different. He had never taken the time to enjoy the pleasure of washing a woman. Never wanted to take care of a woman before.

  Until Bella.

  He took his time running his fingers through the silky strands as he rinsed it clean. Looking around for a bar of soap, he was slightly baffled at all the different bottles he saw. Understanding, Bella gave a low chuckle and picked up a bottle of bodywash, handing it to him. Smiling down at her, he poured some of the thick, creamy liquid into his palm and slowly started stroking his hands over her body. He started with her arms then worked the iridescent suds over her breasts, stroking her nipples until they were ripened berries in his hands.

  Bella’s breath hitched.

  She was afraid to speak, not wanting to break the spell that he was casting over her. Not wanting to miss a moment of this unselfish act of him taking care of her that felt more than him just cleansing her body.

  He was cleansing her soul.

  Her breathing increased as he rubbed his thumbs over her rock-hard nipples, over and over again. As he pinched them between his fingers, a low moan escaped her lips. Jason moved to stand in front of her and lazily stroked his hands over her shoulders, pulling her closer. He brought his lips down to lightly brush across hers as he bent down in front of her.

  Pulling her closer to him, the water falling on her back now, he rubbed more soap over her stomach in lazy circles and over the soft curves of her hips then switched directions as he knelt down and lifted one of her feet and massaged it before placing it on his bended knee. He felt a surprising jolt of lust surge when he saw her pretty little toes colored a bright pink. She braced herself with a hand against the shower wall as he continued his journey over her body, rubbing her calf muscle slowly with long, sure strokes while kissing her bended knee. He slowly rubbed his hands higher up to her thigh, using soft caressing strokes that were meant to tempt and sooth.

  Bella was panting now, waiting for his hands to move just a little higher. But they didn’t. He put her foot back down on the floor and started the whole process with her other leg, and she closed her eyes, just enjoying the feelings flooding through her.

  When both her feet were back on the floor, Jason didn’t get up but moved to push her body against the wall and circled his hands around her to cup her ass, bringing her lower body closer. Her eyes sprung open in surprise as she watched his magnificent body kneeling before her.

  “Lean back against the wall, baby. Aye, just like that.”

  Bella watched the water droplets mat his hair against the side of his face and hit his back to trail down his bronze skin. His hands held her hips, his thumbs running lightly over the scars left on her lower abdomen. He moved closer to her and pressed a gentle kiss on her mound, stroking his fingers lightly through the soft curls guarding her entrance.

  “You are so beautiful, lass. Let me, just let me taste you. I need to taste you.”

  He parted her thighs wider and slowly sank a finger into her depths, and she moaned, letting her head fall back. He started to stroke the inside of her channel with his finger, already slick with her cream. He then used two fingers, touching that magical spot deep inside her over and over again. She closed her eyes and leaned back, letting the feelings come in waves of pleasure each time he used his fingers to penetrate her body.

  Her body was so primed by his seductive touch that when Jason leaned forward to lightly suck on her clit, she came, sending shock waves coursing through her body as her soft cry echoed off the walls. Pleasure careened through her system, making her legs shake, muscles tightening until she could barely hold herself up.

  Jason hummed in pleasure as he continued to stroke his fingers inside her, drinking her down, loving the sweet taste of her. He gently continued to stroke his tongue over her clit, prolonging her pleasure, holding her steady when her legs buckled. He ran both hands between her legs to feel her cream mix with the falling water.

  Bella watched as a tremor went through Jason’s body as his slowly stood, staring at her with such intense eyes she couldn’t look away if she tried. He rose gracefully, his body tight with lust, his silver eyes watching her like a predator stalking his prey. To her surprise, she wasn’t frightened at all. Instead, seeing the lust gleam in Jason’s eyes made her hot all over. She felt excited that this gorgeous man in front of her wanted her, despite what he had found out about her, as was evident by the large erection pulsing against his belly.

  He stood there before her, looking like a pagan god, eyes hot sexual promise, golden skin shimmering with water drops over corded muscles. Her gaze drifted down over his broad shoulders to watch the muscles flex in his chest, making her ache to touch him. She grabbed the bottle of bodywash, poured some into her own hand, and reached out to rub her hands over his chest. He took her wrists in his hands gently, stopping her.

  “Bella, this was for you.”

  “Please, let me. Help me feel normal. Give this to me. I want to touch you. Please let me touch you,” Bella whispered back.

  God, when she said please like that, he could deny her nothing. Feeling like a selfish bastard, he let go, his arms falling to his sides as braced himself for the pleasurable torture of letting her explore his body with her small hands.

  Bella lathered his broad chest and shoulders and noticed a number of scars on Jason’s body. Some small, some much bigger than her own. His body was tense, his muscle rippling as he strained for control. She felt him strain under her hands and could feel his self-restraint as he held himself completely still for her to explore. She moved him, and he turned so the spray of water struck his chest as she continued her explorati
on over his back.

  She saw what looked like an old scar from a bullet on his lower right shoulder and leaned in to press her lips over it. Jason’s body shivered despite the steam as her lips pressed to the old wound. She continued to wash him and pressed small kisses over each of his scars that she saw on her way down his body. Oh God, he had so many battle scars that her heart hurt for him and what he had been through.

  This man, her warrior.

  Her hands moved down his body to rub over his tight ass, and she worked the lather up and down each leg. His thighs were heavy with thick muscle, and she clenched her own legs together as she remembered feeling the power in them as he had thrust himself deep between her legs. She stood shakily and turned him back to face her as she ran her hands slowly across the ridges of his tight abs, leaning back to take all of him in. His body was like a work of art, all hard angles.

  My warrior. Looking up as Jason chuckled, Bella flushed.

  “Did I just say that out loud?”

  “Aye, love, you did, but I liked it.”

  His laughter was quickly cut off and it turned into a growl as Bella took a hold of his aching shaft, stroking his length with her soap-covered hands. He closed his eyes in pleasure as she ran her thumb over the head and worked it back down underneath. Forgetting himself, he grabbed her neck to pull her closer and leaned down to kiss her with heated passion, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth as she matched him with her own.

  “Are you?” Bella whispered shyly.

  “What?” Jason asked, having no idea what she was talking about. All the blood had rushed from his head down to his cock at her first touch. He forced his eyes open, hoping to God that he wouldn’t terrify her with the primal need he knew she would see.

  “Are you mine?”

  Jason’s nostrils flared with lust. “Aye, love, I am. I’m yours just as you are mine.”

  His hips jerked as she squeezed his cock between her hands. His cock was enormous, and her one hand could not close over him, so she used both hands and alternated them over and over again up and down his straining shaft. Before he could say anything, she dropped to her knees in front of him and licked the cream seeping out of the head of his cock.

  “Fuck!”

  He reached down, and with every ounce of willpower in him, he gripped her wet hair in his big hands to hold her away from his straining cock. Bella looked up at him with her beautiful amber eyes.

  “Please, please let me.”

  He hesitated for a moment, and her tongue snuck out to lick at the tip of his cock.

  He was lost.

  Bella moved her head closer to him, keeping her eyes on his as her tongue came out to lick at him again. He swore viciously. Slowly she took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked him gently, watching him as he watched her. She swirled her tongue underneath the tip of the head and sucked the length of his cock into her waiting mouth. He was so big that she had trouble taking his cock, but she kept her hand at the base so the rest of his shaft wouldn’t feel neglected.

  “Easy, baby,” he cautioned, but she just kept going.

  She hummed in pleasure, and with no warning, she took him to her throat.

  He swore again. “Oh God. Yes, baby, don’t stop,” Jason gritted out.

  Shit, he was begging. He had never begged before, but it was so good. So damn good. Christ, he was a selfish bastard, but feeling her mouth on him made it impossible to think of anything else. She moaned as she slid him back and forth into the heat of her mouth. Jason felt her moan as it vibrated through his cock and up his spine.

  “Fuck, baby, pull away, pull back now. I’m gonna come.”

  She refused to pull away and held on with a firm grip. Bella moaned again, sucking him harder into the recesses of her mouth. With a harsh cry, he came, spurting his hot seed down Bella’s throat. She swallowed him down, exalting in the sweet salty taste of him, not letting go until she had sucked him dry and his tremors stopped.

  She sucked lightly on the head of his shaft and felt wickedly pleased when his big body shuddered. She let his flesh leave her mouth with a pop. He yanked her up into his arms, and he buried his face into the side of her neck, pulling her to him and just holding her as close as he could. Leaning down to capture her lips with his, a sigh of contentment escaped him as he kissed her again.

  “Thank you, love. That was wonderful. You are wonderful.” At his words, she gave him a stunning smile, and he could see the happiness sparkle in her eyes.

  After rinsing them again, Jason picked Bella up and carried her out of the shower and rubbed her down with one of her oversized towels. Each brush across her skin had her sighing with pleasure. No words were needed.

  She found him a new toothbrush, and he couldn’t stop touching her as they brushed their teeth. Once their bodies were dry and their hair relatively towel dried, Jason swung her up into his arms, making her giggle, and he carried her back to the bed. After placing her body on the bed, he turned off the light and quickly followed her down, wrapping his steel arm around her middle to pull her close to him, spooning her from behind.

  “Good night, love,” Jason said as he softly kissed her temple. Murmuring the same back, Bella closed her eyes. Tomorrow would be soon enough to worry about the aftermath of tonight and her brothers’ reactions to her new relationship.

  For now she was content. Snuggling into the warmth of Jason’s embrace, Bella let out a blissful sigh and quickly drifted off peacefully to sleep.

  Chapter Twelve

  “Perfect.”

  Bella surveyed the classroom with a sigh of contentment.

  Her first day of class had gone extremely well. She had woken this morning nervous for her first day of teaching to begin. Since Jason had left on Monday morning, she had reached out to the empty side of the bed next to her, hardly believing after such a short time just how much she missed him being there. He had spent the entire weekend with her, reluctantly leaving for an out-of-town meeting he had to attend. She hadn’t seen him since.

  Trying to shake off the melancholy that she had been feeling since he left, Bella looked over her classroom with a sense of pride. She had gotten through her first day of teaching without any problems. Although she only taught for one day so far, her Tuesday and Thursday class was packed full. It was an extended class, only open to the higher-level students, and her pupils were a delight.

  The students were excited, and she had gotten through the techniques without her hand slowing her down. It was only one day, but she felt a hope that she hadn’t felt in a long time. Her students had jumped into the assignments she presented to them, and Bella was filled with a new joy as she interacted with them. They had been eager to ask questions and seemed genuinely pleased with her teaching style. She had found it endearing that the students had given her celebrity status, and she tried to calm their nervousness as they worked together. Many had stayed after each class, wanting to speak to her, eager to listen to any advice she had to give.

  Her assistant Jenna was quick, efficient, and a joy to work with. Bella could tell Jenna was very nervous working with her, so she tried to put her at ease. Jenna had left a few minutes ago, rushing to complete paperwork for the class so Bella wouldn’t have to. Bella was grateful for that since she hated paperwork. Cheerfully waving her off, Jenna said she would meet her early on Thursday to prep for class.

  As Bella finished cleaning, thoughts of Jason invaded her mind once again. It had only been a few days since she had last seem him, but she missed him like crazy.

  It would have been perfect, all the time she had spent with him, except they hadn’t had any wild sex like that first night they had been together. Since Friday night when Jason had taken a stand with her, he made love to her slowly, sweetly, and her craving for him just grew with every hour. Once he was inside her, she begged him to go faster, but he wouldn’t. He brought her to climax over and over until she was sobbing in ecstasy before he let himself join her. But it wasn’t enough. She wanted him wi
ld, crazy for her like the first time they had been together. She wanted him to stop treating her like she was made of glass.

  She knew he was trying to be gentle with her, trying to go slow, trying to care for her, but he kept denying her more as if afraid he would hurt her. Bella sighed. She had no reason to complain. Jason treated her like she was the most precious woman in the world. His rigid control held strong.

  Well, no longer.

  Bella needed sex.

  Wild, hot, out-of-control sex.

  The sexual frustration was killing her, now that she had gotten a tasty reminder of what she had been missing, and she wanted more.

  He simply had to be stopped.

  Dinner with her family over the weekend had been interesting. Bella’s parents were absolutely thrilled that Bella had a boyfriend, and they welcomed him with open arms. Bella laughed at the thought. Boyfriend was not an accurate word to describe Jason. He was all man.

  Her man.

  It was almost funny how uncomfortable Jason had seemed being accepted by her family. Obviously he had little to no experience with parents, but he fit right in with her brothers. He had all but joined forces with them once they had decided he was serious about her. Together they had practically decided she needed round-the-clock surveillance until Victor was caught, not even allowing her to drive anywhere on her own. As determined as she was, it was useless fighting four overgrown protective men.

  On a brighter note, it seemed Jason had wanted to spend as much time with her as possible. He became a reassuring presence in her apartment as she ran around preparing for her first week of class. He had dealt with her neurotic mood swings with ease. One minute she was so excited about her upcoming class she could barely sit still. Other moments had her clinging to him in fear, but never once did he hesitate to brave the storm of her emotions and just be there for her.

  Jason had kept busy checking the security on her apartment building, and he had even brought over his laptop over to do his own work so he could stay close. She could feel his mercury eyes following her every move as she moved around her kitchen, caressing over her skin, and although it should have made her nervous, she was comforted knowing he was there. She was inordinately pleased with his reaction when she made him taste her practice runs for the upcoming classes.