CHAPTER FOUR ~~ Fucking Jack

Charlotte breathe seized as he whispered into her ear, "I love your body scent, strawberries. Are you fan of that fruit?" he whispered almost licking her ear. She was angry at his arrogance and mad at herself for letting him affect her like that. She turned abruptly to be greeted with Jack's face almost half an inch away from hers.

"Now I look closely at you, I can see how beautiful your eyes are." He said further peering into her gray eyes. His eyes were all over her face, sampling every feature on her face, weighing it with his gazes until his eyes rested on her lips. She swallowed hard unable to speak. Her eyes travelled to those smoky pink lips of his and she was trapped!

And everything started with Jack's lips against hers. He kissed her with passion, softly, unlike what she was expecting from an attractive man like him. She was expecting him to be a bit rougher, to be a bit more forceful with his lips, but he was still almost perfect in a sense when it came to this.

He suddenly stopped. "Well, I don't know if they explained anything to you, but no one goes in and out of my penthouse unscathed. And too bad you're a lady."

She scoffed. Yet, she couldn't resist him. He had aroused that feeling which she have been trying to push back since she came into this house. Especially with him dolled up in a robe, just a robe!! Geezus!! She couldn't take her eyes off him. Even as her mind debated on morality and what hovered infront of her, her body was winning. Even as her mind and her body debated on Trevor who is out there waiting for her to come back, or having a quick ride with this hunk, her body always won. Who won't melt from one cold gaze of this handsome smoker? But then, Brother Mark warned her. She can't fall for his antics just like that. Yeah, she have to be civil, she told herself and began to duck away but he was quick to cage her to the door with his large hands and body.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked touching her neck with his other free hand.

"You can't leave as you came. Not when I already saw your lacy pant underneath your short skirt. I wanna see what's beyond that." he sucked her ear and she trembled.

Her legs were shaky. "So shall we start the interview again. I don't think you had enough which you can take home with." he said grabbing her jaw and fixing his lips into hers once more.

In that sense, she started to kiss him back, letting her lips mingle against his own in a soft and sensual way, and soon he licked the bottom of her lips, begging for entrance. She blushed, feeling him become slightly more forceful with this, and soon she started to open her mouth softly, letting it mingle against his own and her tongue tease his. It was by far one of the best feelings in the world, and soon she was moaning and groaning with wanton pleasure that she hadn't felt with anyone in a very long time. He started to grind his hips, and soon they were rubbing themselves through their pants though, Jack continued to kiss her. He automatically used his tongue way down her throat and he tasted like mint. Apparently, he used breath mints after smoking so he would probably not stink up everywhere with his own smell. It was nice though, and kissing him was definitely a bit rougher than kissing Trevor. Oh! Is she comparing her kissing experiences now? Jack's kisses started to get very wet, and she could feel this man completely and utterly take over her lips with every single touch. He used his tongue a lot, and soon they were mingling them around. She loved it, and she didn't want it to stop. Something inside her which Trevor never managed to unlock, have been let out in the open. She pulled off her suit jacket, throwing it onto the floor. She then unbuttoned her blouse, looking at Jack as he watched her with a catlike grin. When she undid that, she was just in her bra, panties, and some stocking. She kicked her heels off ages ago due to the pain it gave her, and soon she could feel her body growing even more aroused at the looks he was bestowing upon her. She then moved her breasts in front of him.

"Go ahead, touch them," she cooed and he smirked. "Really? Is that how you wanna start the interview? Why did you wanna run in the first place? Couldn't stand me right?" He smirked. The mighty woman who hated smokers is throwing herself at him. Tsk!

"I know how to get your type to my bed." He muttered with confidence, his eyes feeding on her.

On a normal circumstance, she won't take those words but because she didn't wanna spoil the mood just yet, she played along, "I wanted to run because I don't want to show you this side of me. And don't think of me as a cheap one. 'Cuz I'm not." She said winking at him and he laughed arrogantly, grabbing her hair a bit roughly.

"Hm, I thought you were here for an interview." he whispered, his hand on her hair while the other stroke the tip of her nipples.

He pushed her down to the couch and soon, Jack had his hands on her breast, pulling, nibbling, teasing and stroking her nipples while she let out series of moans. He was a bit more of a biter, nibbling on her skin before he let his tongue graze over her neck, and then let his teeth sink into her skin, biting her hard. She loved it, even though she knew that she would have marks all the way down her body. She won't mind. And three years with Trevor have never been this beautiful. Trevor never took care of her like this.

"Fuck," she breathed out, loving the way that it went. It was certainly something that she enjoyed, and she was ready for whatever she was about to get. Then, Jack pushing his tongue deep against her breast and swirling around the aching and puckered nipples, she moaned, bucking her hips and loving the way that he seemed to suck on them in a soft, but passionate manner. He moved right towards the middle of her breast, lightly touching and teasing the tip of it with his tongue. Then, she felt Jack start to suck on it, and he used a little bit more teeth than he did before. Charlotte didn't mind this, but it did come as a shock when she felt Jack start to let his teeth against the tip of it, grazing it up to the edge of her nipple.

All she could think about was how hot he felt. He ran his hand over her. "Why do you smoke?" she asked while he smirked feeling her breast while Charlotte moaned. She had never felt anything this good. Trevor had not made her body burn up like this. And she is comparing again!

"Do I need to have a reason for doing that?" He asked while she pressed her body to his chest. His hands found the lining between her blouse top and skirt, making contact with her naked belly. "I need to rip this short sexy skirt of yours." he whispered while she lifted her hands, placing them on his shoulders. He made subtle caresses on her belly. His hands went further up, on reaching her brassiere he cupped both her boobs with his hands.

"Oh." she groaned. "You should have a reason for being such an ardent smoker. For example, I love strawberries and I have a reason for it. It calms...her breathe seized for a moment...it calms my nerves... she grabbed Jack's head...And it was the last gift my father gave me before he died."

She moaned some more urging him on. He rubbed her brassiere stirring wonderful sensations that ran all over her chest. Without noticing, she parted her legs, he stood with his massive frame between them.

"Your father is late? And you love strawberries. " he smirked and she could feel the heat coming from his manhood. Unclasping the bra from the back his hands let the brassiere fall inside the cotton top. Her tits were now bare, and yearning to be touched.

He continued stroking her back. "Yeah, he died when I was ten. My birthday, probably the saddest day of my life." she said while his experienced hands found the bare nipples. He rubbed them pinching them softly. She could feel her nipples get hard. He seemed to get turned on some more and without warning, he picked her up by the waist. Her legs curled around his back, tightening around his waist. He stood, pressing her into the door, holding her ass as she pressed tighter to his skin. His protruding stiffness was pressed firmly on her panties, which were visible, her skirt tangled up in the waist. Together they started grinding through their clothes. Her panties finally slid to one side exposing her womanhood to his rock hard erection, still tucked in the black trousers.

"Ahh..." she clutched his head. She was beginning to sweat. It felt so good, she thought. He looked at her and she saw raw desire in his eyes. Something she barely saw each time Trevor touched her. They kissed again, this time with a raw primal need. They moved towards the bed, he sat her down at the edge of the bed.

"Peer group influence. I wanted to step up with my friends. And that's where I gaht my first tattoo." he showed her a tattoo which was imprinted in his skin at his neck side. A tiny tattoo of a young girl who was naked and stroking herself with her head up.

She smirked. "You were a wild kid, I see that."she said gesturing to his tattoo.

He smiled. "That was my first crush. I always imagined her naked and finger fucking herself infront of me. "

"Hmm, then you stopped smoking and started again."

"Yeah, I thought I met the most perfect woman in my life, I stopped smoking because she hated it. "

"And..."

He planted kisses on her face, finding the seam of her blouse, he helped her to remove it. The top fell to the floor with the brassiere wrapped inside. "I was wrong. I was depressed. She cheated on me with my sister."He buried his tongue in her chest, tasting her enormous breasts.

"Oh..." Charlotte closed her eyes delighted by the new sensation. He curled his tongue around her nipples, each one in turn. Her panties were now soaked.

"We couldn't go very far in our relationship and she shredded me into pieces. I still think about her all the time. I fuck myself each time I think of her."he whispered into her ears sucking it.

His expert fingers went down her back until they reached the crack of her butt. With one finger, he traced her crack to her back, lifting her slightly, her vagina throbbed when it was touched. He liked that she was so turned on, so wet.

He rested her back on the bed. "Do you like what I'm doing to you?" He asked as he fondled her breasts. Charlotte was silent. The fact that he always thought of his ex bothered her. "Do you want me to stop?" He inquired, not stopping what he was doing.

"When you look at me now, whom do you see, me or your ex?"she asked.

"Why should that bother you? I thought I was being interviewed and I answered honestly. You want me to stop?

"No. Please don't stop." she managed to reply, though, her mouth felt very dry.

Jack smiled, obviously relieved. He got onto the bed with her. His tongue went to work again as he made a path from her boobs down to her belly. This time he didn't stop there, he kissed her navel and went further down.

She grabbed his head in alarm. "Don't worry I won't hurt you." he assured her, kissing the hands that restrained him. She gave herself up to the storm once again.

"How was she like?" she asked as she sucked in a lot of breath.

"She was the hottest girl I ever knew." He answered giving her a soft glare. Then shook his head. "You're not as hot as her." He said as his tongue flickered licking her waist till it found the lining of her skirt. He pulled the skirt down till it reached her knees. Then he licked the top of her exposed panties. He ran his tongue all over her hidden crotch, and Charlotte exclaimed in pleasure.

"There, Mr. Jack, right there." she said as his tongue found a spot that made her delirious. He pulled her panties to one side leaving her clit exposed.

"If I am not as hot as her, then why are you ogling all over me?"

He twirled his tongue around it and sucked, she gave out a small scream. Her pink pussy was now throbbing, aching for more. "Because you're so damn sexy, I can't resist."