Bitter Harvest

An eBook By Aurora Black.

Claire returned home from work and looked around for her husband. "Jack? Where are you? I want to show you something."

He replied a few seconds later. "Hey. I'm in the bedroom. I've got something for you, too." She chuckled to herself as she climbed the stairs, remembering something that Jack's mother had said about newlyweds being insatiable for each other. It was definitely true for them. "Yeah, I'll bet you do." His masculine laughter was lovely to her ears. "I've got that, too.

Come on in." Claire opened the door and her eyes widened at the sight of dozens of burning candles strategically placed around the room, bathing everything in a soft glow. Pale pink rose petals were scattered on the bed sheets, and a bottle of champagne chilled in an ice bucket beside the bed. Her heart quickened at the beautiful surroundings. No matter how many times Jack had surprised her with a romantic evening at home, he never failed to make each instance exciting and new. His strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind. "Do you like it?" She sighed with pleasure. "Jack, it's wonderful. What's the occasion?" Jack turned her around in his arms, looking into her eyes. His face was slightly flushed. "I wish I could say that it's just because...I mean, that was the original plan, but then something came up. Something big, Claire. You have no idea how happy I am right now. When I learned the news, all I wanted to do was leave the office early and arrange all this so we could celebrate together." Claire's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Tell me, baby!" Jack's throaty laugh made her entire body tingle, as always. "Well, it's a case. A major case. It's the kind that can make or break a career, and my firm is handling it. I'll be the one going into the frayfor this battle, and it's bound to generate tons of publicity so I can further expand the clientele for Tanner & Barnes. If this works out for the best, maybe we can try working on that baby we were discussing last month. What do you think?"

She let out a cry of joy and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, whispering to him between furious bouts of kissing. "God, I love you. You don't know how much."

His hands stroked down her back and cupped her buttocks, grinding her against his erection, which strained through his jeans. He smiled into her mouth."Yeah, I do. I love you more."

Claire pressed her breasts to his chest and brought a hand down to rub his bulge, delighted when he moaned softly and his cock insistently throbbedbeneath her palm. "Make love to me, Jack." Jack groaned when she unfastened his button fly and slid her hand inside his briefs to tease him, taking turns between firmly stroking his cock and juggling his balls. The pleasure that her touch generated in him was so strong that he had to stop her before his knees gave out. He pulled her hand away and sat on the edge of the bed, bringing her with him.

"Hold on, babe. You almost put an end to the festivities early. I was really close."

She gave him a saucy smile as she fell back on the bed, her midnight eyes beckoning him. She licked her lips, drawing his gaze to them."We can't have that, now, can we?"

With a playful growl, Jack pounced on her and covered her face with kisses as his hands worked on the buttons of her blouse. He slid his tongue into her mouth as he pulled the fabric away from her skin, exposing her lacy bra. His hands were shaking as he hurriedly undid the front clasp, releasing her breasts so he could squeeze them and revel in their softness. His breath ragged, he raised his head to stare at her. "Jesus Christ. You're so beautiful, I can't stand it." Claire's hands came up to unbutton his shirt, exposing his chest. "I should say the same for you, sexy. There are some mornings when I wake up next to you and I can't believe you're really there. During times like that, I lie there and watch you sleep, afraid to let you out of my sight because it may all be a dream." Jack's eyes glittered in the candlelight. "I'm real, all right. I'll prove it to you." With that, he lowered his mouth to a pouting nipple and sucked it hungrily. Claire moaned at the contact, threading her fingers through the rich lion's mane of his hair. He switched back and forth between the taut peaks, making her gasp and writhe beneath him. Between her legs, she pulsed for him. She wanted nothing more than for him to thrust his cock hard into her...

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