Chapter 10: His Siren

"This feels so nice," Janice muttered as she laid in the pedestal bathtub. She sighed as the heated water caressed her skin, and her eyes rolled into her head at the feelings it incited in her. The Lavender and Jojoba essential oils the maid had added to the water was stimulating, and she enjoyed how it relaxed her tensed muscles. Janice had never thought she would experience this sort of luxury in her life. Though she wasn't used to this extravagance, she appreciates the apartment she had rented and came to know as home. Her hand stretched out to snatched the stem of the wine glass which was situated next to her in a tray that was placed on the small white coffee table. She lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip of the liquid. It glided down her throat smoothly, and she marvelled at how excellent it tasted. She had searched through the wine collection of Jules, and the bourbon wine had caught her attention. It had always been one of her fantasies to drink bourbon whilst soaking in a bathtub with candles surrounding it. Janice brought the almost empty wine glass once more to her lips but gasped before she could take a sip as she saw a stiletto. "Dang it, Jules! When will you ever learn to knock?" She scowled. "Perhaps," He began, tilting his brow. "Never." "Also, this is my house and I don't need any permission to come in." He added. Janice rolled her eyes at his assertion. "What do you want now? I thought you had some business to do?" Jules didn't answer her right away. Rather, he scrutinized her. The way she laid in the bathtub with her translucent skin, glassy ocean eyes, and hair which was wrapped in a white towel made her look like a siren. Janice noticed the mischievous grin that was on his face and thought of what he was thinking about. "What?" She asked again when he didn't answer, and her gaze wandered to his own. She peered at herself and realised her upper body was on display because the water did little to cover her bareness. Blushing, she wrapped her arms around herself to cover her huge chest, but it was of no use. Also, she shivered, not because of the coolness of the room but because of the way Jules's eyes remained on hers. She moistened her lips and bit down gently on it before glancing away. Jules's nostrils flared as he glimpsed the swell of her globes the water had failed to conceal. "You are mine Madame until I state otherwise. You shouldn't cover what I have already seen and tasted." He chuckled. Janice hated that he was right about him owning her. But, she wasn't going to give him that satisfaction yet. "Your breasts are getting massive by the day, and I like it that my tot made it that way," Jules murmured, still watching her. "Thank you captain obvious," Janice said. She narrowed her eyes as he began to unbutton his shirt. "What are you doing?" "Since you are hell-bent on tempting me every night with your beautiful body in scantily clad nightwear, I'm giving you the pleasure you have refused to ask for." He grunted whilst doing the last button. He undid the zip of his pants and it pooled at his feet. "I want nothing from you!" She disliked that it came out soft, almost like she enjoyed seeing him strip, and talk dirty to her. Nevertheless, it was a fact that she enjoyed seeing him strip. Janice moistened her lips as she ogled his mouth-watering physique. His hand went to his boxer brief, and he let it slide to the floor. Janice shut her eyes with her hands, then slowly uncovered them. "Sh*t! You shouldn't be human." She whispered as she gawked at his member. She had heard of women talking about how big some men were, and she had read, but she was startled seeing a specimen in front of her. How the hell had that fitted into her? Janice mulled because compared to him, she was tiny. She wondered if she was the one seducing him like he had claimed or he was the one. Whichever it was, she didn't care because she could no longer deny the desire that she had been trying to suppress for so long. She gasped as Jules tugged her out of the water and her skin collided with his. His hands cupped her derriere before going to her swollen teats. She purred as he kneaded, licked, teased and bit the sensitive bud. Janice almost collapsed when his hand went to her wet core. But his other hand that gripped her was tight enough to stop her from falling. "So wet for me," Jules murmured whilst sucking her earlobes. Janice thought she would die from the pleasuring that was building within her. Her hand went to the back of his head, she yanked his hair. Jules frowned, then he wondered why she had stopped him but was surprised when she hoisted herself up and latched her lips on his. He didn't hesitate as he kissed her back. Janice protested when he paused, she grasped his head once more and closed her lips on his. Jules lifted her from the floor with his lips still on hers to the bedroom. Gently, he dropped her on the bed, and he gazed down at her. He tugged the towel that was still wrapped around her head, and her hair cascaded around her like a waterfall. "You are exquisite Madame, a rare gem." He husked. Janice, not knowing how to respond to the compliment, blushed. Jules grinned at the redness of her face, she was just as responsive to him just like the first time. If he wasn't the one that had made her a woman, he wouldn't have believed she was pure because she didn't show any form of inexperience. Jules watched as Janice bit her lips, and his member twitched. "Don't do that." He groaned. "Don't do what?" Janice murmured, licking her bottom lip whilst gazing at him. "Torturing those innocent lips." He grunted. "Also, I may lose my cool if you continue staring at me in that seductive way." Janice released her lips from the torture she had placed them on as he had said. Startled, she squealed as he dived into the bed, and tugged her into him. His hardness smacked her thigh, and Janice let out a loud moan. Their eyes locked for a brief moment before he began to kiss from her breasts down to her toes. Janice's toes curled as he kissed her inner thigh. "What are you doing?" She gasped as he replaced his fingers with his mouth. "Pleasing you Madame," He replied. Her hand went to his hair, and she arched her back as he slipped in and out of her with his tongue. Janice hadn't felt this kind of intense pleasure before. Moreover, the feelings were new to her. "Please Jules," Janice begged. "Please Jules what?" He demanded. "I-I want you." She muttered, flushing. "Perhaps if you say it a bit louder, I might grant you the request." "I need you inside of me now." Janice whimpered, as he caressed her thigh. "Very well Madame," Jules said. Swiftly, he thrust into her. Janice let out a sharp breath, then her hand went to her chest as she tried to shove him away. "Relax Madame, it'll be better." He assured, kissing the tip of her tiny nose. It wasn't long when he moved again, and it felt better like he had promised. Janice moaned and trembled as Jules increased the pacing with each thrust he made. Her core clenched and she heard him grunt. "Come, sweetheart, release for me." Janice shrieked as she reached ecstasy. "That was fantastic." She said with a wide smile on her face. "It was." Jules conceded. Panting, he rolled off her and laid on his back. Janice scooted so that she would snuggle into him. She sighed as he tugged her closer. For a while, they listen to each other heartbeat before succumbing to sleep.