Jena felt Jack’s hands move onto her breasts, exploring the contours and squeezing her hard nipples. She was breathing audibly and felt so aroused, she might faint.
Jack then moved one hand under her dress and into her panties. Her pussy was slick with her arousal.
She wanted Jack to feel jealous and regret what he had done. She was operating on pure instinct, desperate and hurt, but she could not have foreseen Jack’s course of action.
He pulled her panties down. Jena leaned forward onto the bathroom counter, giving him better access. He pulled out his dick and lifted up her skirt, exposing her soft and lovely pussy.
Jack said, “If you’re going to act like a slut, I’m going to treat you like a slut.”
He rubbed the head of his dick against her tight little pussy lips, enjoying the familiar feel of her lubricant moistening his cock. Jack suddenly felt powerful again as he could sense Jena’s body trembling in response to him.
He continued, “is this what you want?”
She said in a quiet, shame-filled voice, “yes.”
“I didn’t hear you. You want me to treat you like a bitch?”
Much louder, but still with reluctance, she said, “YES!”
Jena was so wet, Jack easily slid his throbbing dick into her cunt. Jack didn’t care how he got here. He just knew he couldn’t stop. He needed Jena like he needed to breathe.
He began to fuck her like a wild animal making its mark. He thrust hard, making an audible smack with each bounce of her butt.
Jena whimpered and gasped as he drove deep into her, holding her hips in his tight grip.
He said, “Do you want me to cum in like a good bitch?”
Jena tried to keep her volume down as she began to cum. “Oh God,, yesss. Cum in me…”
Jack watched Jena looking up into the mirror, her face contorted with pleasure as she orgasmed. “Uhhhhhhhhnnnn…uhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhh….”
Jack pumped for all he was worth, feeling his balls tightening. He had no intention of pulling out, he was going to make her his.
Jack came hard inside Jena’s depths, releasing his load deep in her as she orgasmed.
When he finished pumping her full of his sperm, Jack squeezed his dick to release the last drops in Jena’s pussy, and then pulled out. Jack pulled up his pants and turned to leave.
As he walked away, Jena said, “I guess you haven’t forgotten about me after all.”
Jena felt Jack’s warm cum dripping out of her pussy and down her leg. She was so relieved to know she had not lost him completely. She pulled up her panties, fixed her hair and went back to the party.
Jena was still confused about why Jack was so angry seeing her with Derrick. She thought, he moved on from me…he betrayed me…and he expects to have his way with me and still have other women!? It seemed so out of character for the kind and loving protector she fell in love with on the island.
The last couple days made something perfectly clear to Jena. What happened on the island could not be undone. There was only one man for her, and she was mated for life.
She couldn’t begin to understand why Jack was doing what he was doing. If she had to share him with another woman, then she would do that reluctantly. She would be humiliated, but she would do whatever it took to keep him.
She vacillated between being angry and on the verge of tears when she pictured Jack with Alice. What did he see in her that Jena didn’t have more of or couldn’t give him? Not to be arrogant, but It wasn’t even close!
“Fuck!,” Jena said outloud as she continued to walk.
Jena made herself angry, thinking about losing to Alice. It not only hurt, but it made her feel deeply insecure.
Jena was not the type to share however, which meant there was only one solution. She had to make Jack want her, and only her. No way was she going to share him with that bitch Alice.
After an entire day of being dragged around by Derrick, Jena was tired of him getting all handsy with her. What had she seen in him all those years ago? He was a shallow, selfish, immature person.
She realized again how much she had changed on that island, thanks to Jack’s ability to reflect back and support the best parts of herself. Derrick was the same, but she had evolved so much as to find Derrick disgusting.
When she got to her room, she finally had the conversation with Derrick. She started by telling him she was still going through a lot and she needed to get some space. She tried to be kind.
Predictably, Derrick got angry. Hadn’t he waited long enough? He had needs, he said. With no reservations whatsoever, Jena sent him packing. That would never be happening.
Jena took a shower, thinking about how hot the sex with Jack had been earlier in the bathroom. She had never experienced sex like that.
Although it hurt to hear him call her names, she was strangely turned on by it. He was clearly turned on. She talked to herself as she exited the shower to dry off. “If he wants a bitch I’ll give him a bitch…”
Instead of going to bed, she began to carefully dress.
* * * * * * *
Jack had sent Alice home earlier in the day, but what he didn’t tell her was that it was over. He would save that for another day when he wasn’t so emotionally exhausted. Jack needed a shower, though he was reluctant to wash Jena’s scent off his skin.
As Jack showered, he thought about the day’s events. He could not stand seeing Derrick touching Jena. He had to push away terrible, dark thoughts his mind conjured up about Derrick. He understood now why people committed crimes of passion.
He had shocked himself with what he did in the bathroom earlier, taking her like some beast. He just couldn’t help himself. All he could think about was Jena.
Why had she reverted into some conniving bitch version of herself? He believed in his heart that the woman he fell in love with was still there.
She was genuine, complex and powerful, but also unbelievably tender. He had truly fallen in love with her on the island, and that woman had to be in there hiding underneath that facade.
Jack’s tears mixed with the shower’s water as he continued to wash.
Why had Jena tried to make him jealous the entire day? Why was she toying with him? Did some part of her enjoy that? She definitely liked it when he fucked her in the bathroom…so did she intend to keep him around for sex while she stayed with Derrick to appease the public?
Jack was confused, but one thing was clear; He had drastically underestimated how far down the rabbit hole they had gone on that island. There was no coming back for him. He would take whatever he could get from Jena — even if it meant being used. It hurt deeply, but it was miles better than where he was the day before, when he wasn’t even in the picture.
Jack got into bed, leaving the bathroom light on so he wasn’t sitting in complete darkness as he stayed awake with his already dark thoughts. It was going to be another hard, sleepless night.
At midnight, Jack heard his door open. He saw a silhouette and watched as the figure closed the door and stepped forward into the light from the bathroom. It was Jena. She wore a robe, but her hair and makeup were completely done. He had never seen her look so beautiful.
Jena opened and discarded her robe. Jack’s eyes went wide as he took in what he was seeing. Jena wore an outfit right out of a sex magazine.
She wore black stockings and knee high black leather platform boots with stiletto heels. A black leather skirt wrapped around her hips and exposed and highlighted her toned stomach.
A black leather top engulfed her boobs just enough to barely cover them but also accentuate their pertness. The skirt was at just the right height to subtly expose her crotch.
Her blonde mane was teased wildly, accentuating a black leather neck covering adorned with small studs and spikes, all of which complemented her gorgeous makeup that flowed to her eyes, lined with sharp edges, glitter, and highlights.
Jack had never seen a woman so beautiful. His brain completely stopped, and his dick hardened. Jena walked towards him oozing with confidence as she ordered Jack to stand up.
He complied immediately, standing at the edge of the bed in his underwear.
She stood before him like a mythological Goddess, exuding sexual power. “Take these off,” she said as she tapped his bulging underwear-covered hardon with a small leather switch.
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