Legacy

4 - The Undoing

"Aaah... Oh my... Gaaah... Mmm... Jacob..." She moans as her fingers claw through his hair. Her hips shoots up to meet his greedy mouth as his tongue licks every creamy drop of her very first orgasm from her dripping core.

Satisfied, he looks up with a smug smile at her naked form, still quivering from the pleasure he just gave her and wanting more. Her eyes are closed and her full lips are open, calling his name as her jet black hair sticks to her sweaty olive skin. He decides that Diana Mendoza in the height of pleasure is the most beautiful sight he has ever seen and makes a vow to bring her to it over and over and over again until she cannot think of anything else but him.

He moves his lips to trace lazy kisses up her inner thigh, giving Diana a chance to catch her breath as she comes down from her high. Jacob tries his best to be very patient, to savor this woman like he has never done with anyone before but his throbbing arousal is now furious and aching to pound inside her. It is used to quick, rough and hard s*x, not the slow and tender love he's making to her now.

He has been with many women. His bed is no stranger to their screams and whimpers of s****l satisfaction but none sounds more musical than Diana's. Her moans are a song to his soul, her sighs create a rhythm to his body.

His kisses make a path upwards, brushing her core then continuing up to her flat abdomen. Her brown eyes are dark and heavy with pleasure as she watches him kiss his way up her body that has never known such delicious sensations as he has given and is still giving her. His eyes hold hers in a steady gaze as his mouth takes one pebbled n****e in, sucking and nipping while his hand covers and kneads her other breast. She moans loudly and grips his shoulders, making his hardness stir-- badly yearning to be inside her.

His hand leaves her taut breast to reach for the drawer of his side table where he retrieves a metallic packet. He pulls away from her, kneeling on the bed between her spread out legs. He opens the packet and rolls the rubber down his shaft. She bites her lip nervously as she sees his full size, completely aware of what’s about to happen.

He lowers himself to her body again, kissing her eyes and nose then her cheek as he teases her entrance with his tip. He rests his forehead on hers, looking deep into her eyes. "You're so beautiful, Diana." Jacob whispers. He draws a deep breath and bites his lip. "I want to be inside you. Deep. Inside you." He exhales slowly, brushing his lips on hers. "May I?"

She stares into his eyes and caresses his cheek, searching in her heart, if this is indeed what she wants.

How did she end up sprawled naked on his bed with him on top of her?

They were just having breakfast and talking about the night before. He told her that she has asked for the most expensive item on the bar's menu which is a bottle of Musigny. She worried about needing her friend's signature for the credit card purchase. He reassured her that she can buy anything in the bar and use the credit card anywhere within the premises of the hotel it is in including the club next door without worrying about a signature. He owns the whole building of course but he didn't tell her that.

He joined her for a drink, but since she really didn't drink, she was tipsy after the first glass of wine and started dancing on the stage. He had laughed and carried her over his shoulder, picking up her purse and the glass of wine then brought her to the club next door so she could dance to her heart's content. They kept drinking and dancing until they were both woozy. He helped her, if stumbling out of the doors of the noisy club to the poolside of the hotel was any help. She had walked unsteadily towards the edge of the pool and fell. He dove in to save her then brought her to his penthouse suite.

He stopped telling the story then looked at her intensely. He continued by telling her how she was still so drunk when she had stripped naked in front of him to remove her wet clothes and how she rambled sleepily after stumbling to bed about her mother and the difficulties of her life. He didn't tell her how he held her close to him in bed as she snuggled in his warmth until she was peacefully asleep and how he felt a deep and strong need to take care of her and make sure she doesn't ever feel unwanted or unlucky or unappreciated. He didn't tell her how much he wanted to make her happy and to give her a reason to smile everyday.

He didn't tell her. He couldn't. How can a man tell that to a woman he just met? She would've thought he was crazy and would've left immediately. So he just kissed her to make her feel it instead. That was the intention. Just one kiss. Then she kissed him back and that drove him to the edge.

One thing led to another, her body responded to every touch he made and here she is now, about to lose her virginity to a stranger. What was she thinking?

That's right. She wasn't thinking. She let her body have full control of her mind. She let herself give in to the seduction in his voice, to cave to the temptation in his touch, to fall into the sin of his kiss.

"Diana?" He whispers hoarsely. His strong desire for her knotted into a lump in his throat that made it difficult for him to even breathe. 

"Yes, Jacob. You may." She nods her head and closes her eyes as he carefully enters her inch by inch. Her tight walls stretch to accommodate him, gripping his girth, as his length sinks into her.

She gasps and winces at the initial pain, feeling something rip inside her and pulling her apart in half. He stops halfway and gently brushes the hair from her sweaty forehead before planting a tender kiss on her skin. "Diana, look at me." Jacob whispers.

She opens her eyes and meets his reassuring gaze. "Trust me, okay? I promise to be gentle." He tells her and she nods. He captures her lips with his again, moving his lips against hers and caressing her mouth with his tongue, his hand starts gently massaging her breast, rolling her n****e with his thumb, taking her mind away from the pain and replacing it with pleasure. Then he thrusts his hips and buries his entire length inside her.

They groan in each other's mouths as they delight in the feeling of fully becoming one.

***

He stirs in his sleep a few hours later, feeling like a renewed man. With his eyes closed, a smile draws on his lips as he remembers her and how he has made love to her over and over until they drifted off to sleep, breathless and satisfied in each other's arms.

It's been the first time he actually slept in a woman's embrace. He would usually just walk out of them after a few rounds of s*x. He finds he's actually really looking forward to opening his eyes now and waking up next to Diana.

Only she isn't there when he opens his eyes. His bedroom is empty. She's gone and left nothing with him but her name and the blood stains on his bed.

***

Meanwhile, Diana wipes her tears and takes a deep breath. She has been standing outside their door crying quietly for a while, not wanting to go in just yet, too ashamed to show her face to her mother.