Possession by AtlantianDream

1. Wisdom of the ages by AtlantianDream

2. Step One by AtlantianDream

3. Step Two by AtlantianDream

4. It's Not Over by AtlantianDream

Wisdom of the ages by AtlantianDream

“Who is she?” Kate asked.

 

Jarod turned his head with a curious gaze at her looked at her.

 

“Who is who?!” Jarod asked as they continued to walk down the street.

 

“Who’s the woman that has you so enthralled that you didn’t try to have your way with,” pointing behind them, “Sylvia back there.  I mean you’re working for a pornographic company to help a friend out…”

 

“Bucky!”  Jarod gave a mega watt grin to Kate.

 

With laughter in her voice Kate continued, “And one of the hottest woman in the industry – who most men would give their left NUT to be with makes a pass at you…and you barely can tolerate the woman’s hands on you!!”

 

Jarod grimaced and tossed his head to the side – indicating that it hadn’t been like that.

 

“Jarod.  Listen.  I may not know you…but I have always been able to spot a man that was in love!”

 

Jarod stopped in his tracks and stared at Kate with shocked eyes.

 

Kate smiled in triumph.

 

“Ha…wow!” Kate said as she saw the look on Jarod’s face. “The woman definitely has to be something!”  Kate said as she continued to walk.

 

Jarod’s face had fallen and quickly his legs began to move him towards Kate.

 

“How…”

 

“Jarod,” Kate began again, “I’ve been in this business for a very VERY long time.  I’ve seen so much screwing that frankly -  it barely fazes me any more.”

 

Jarod’s eyes continued to furrow, completely not understanding.

 

“When a man refuses sex…well…I only know two things that would stop them.”  Kate said as she raised two fingers.

 

“One, “ lowering a finger, “Is disease.  If a man thinks there is a chance a woman has something they might…and I mean MIGHT consider not to.”

 

Jarod was intrigued by Kate’s words and continued to watch as she then lowered the second finger.

 

“Second,” Kate said with a sigh, “Is a man in love.”

 

Jarod allowed the words to sink in as he realized that after Carthis…he had slowly allowed his relationship with Zoe to diminish to friendship, telling her that because of the way his life was…it was true…but it had not the real reason.

 

After the island Jarod knew that he wanted Parker and no one else…even if she didn’t want him in return.

 

“Wow!”  Kate exclaimed, causing Jarod to look up and find her more than several yards away from him. 

 

“This isn’t some little love is it?”  Kate asked with a raised eyebrow as she walked back to where Jarod had apparently stopped and had stood thinking about her words.

 

Jarod looked into Kate’s eyes with such sorrow and let out a sigh that had Kate realize exactly what kind of love it was.

 

Kate closed her eyes as she realized that Jarod had a case of star-crossed lovers.

 

Opening her brown eyes she bestowed Jarod with a sad little smirk.

 

“How long?”  Kate asked.

 

Jarod grimaced.  “Promise you won’t laugh?”

 

Kate’s eyebrow rose once more.

 

Jarod continued to grimace as he muttered “About forty years.”

 

Both of Kate’s eyebrows shot up as her eyes widened as she looked at Jarod.

 

“FORTY YEARS!!”  Kate yelled, which caused Jarod to finally realized that they were in a very public place and that if the wrong people were around he could get into quite a jam.

 

Quickly Jarod came to Kate’s side and guided Kate to turn with him.

 

“Jarod that’s INSANE!  What the hell kind of woman could turn you down for over FORTY YEARS??!!!”

 

Jarod felt his ears burning as he blushed.

 

“She has her reasons.” Jarod murmured as he led them to their car.

 

Finally in the car Kate turned her still wide eyes at Jarod.

 

“Jarod it just can’t be.  If I hadn’t known that you were working for Bucky as a favor I swear I would have hired you on the spot for over five films!  You’re a devastatingly handsome man who’s got a dark side that most woman find as an extreme turn on and would pay EXTREMELY large amounts of money to have sex with you!”

 

Jarod blushed furiously at the words as he turned his own shocked eyes at Kate.

 

“What!?” Kate exclaimed with frustration, “I may be a tad bit young for you – bud I’d fuck yah in a heart beat.”

 

Jarod didn’t know he could blush even more than he had been – but at those words he became beat red.

 

“KATE!!” Jarod yelled as he tried to take in the words.  Never had anyone spoken to him the way Kate was.  And besides that – Kate was Bucky’s sister.  And if Bucky ever found out Kate was talking to him like this…

 

“JAROD!!  How the hell could you not have made this woman yours by now?!”  Kate asked.

 

Turning his head to look out the windshield Jarod took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled.  “It’s very complicated.”  Jarod grumbled out.

 

Kate quirked her eyebrow in such a Parker way that Jarod found himself knowing that Kate was not going to let this go.  And her next words proved him right.

 

“I’ve got time!”

 


 

 

1 ½ -hours later!

 

Kate stared at Jarod in a mixture of horror and sorrow.

 

He had never told anyone about his entire life – never told anyone about the Centre in detail like he had Kate!

 

Maybe it was just way too much for a person to fathom.

 

“And you’ve been in love with her since your were a little boy?  This Miss Parker?”  Kate asked with a sort of awe.

 

Jarod nodded his head.  They were still in the car as his explanation of the extreme circumstances of his relationship with Miss Parker had turned into the pouring out of his soul to Kate.

 

Jarod couldn’t’ really explain it.  Maybe it was all the years of hunting down his family and the constant running from the Centre that had finally made him confide in someone.

 

“Jarod….I…I think that well…for one…the only reason I think you’re still out in the world is that she is more in love with you than you could imagine.”

 

The words caused his fallen face to fill with shock once more as he looked at Kate.

 

“What?” Jarod asked almost breathlessly.

 

“Jarod!” Kate laughed, “the woman’s in love with you!  Why the hell else would you still be able to stay hidden when she can ‘hear voices’ that could lead her right to you?!”

 

Jarod had never thought of it that way.

 

“Jarod?”  Kate asked.

 

“Huh?” Jarod asked as his eyes and mind were somewhere else.

 

“Have you ever tried to make love to her?”

 

Jarod looked up at Kate and quickly said, “I told you that we almost kissed..”

 

“Damn it Jarod!” Kate said with sudden understanding.  “You mean to tell me you’ve never ACTED on your want and NEED for HER?”

 

Jarod almost looked offended at the words.

 

“I respect her too much to push myself…”

 

“DAMN IT JAROD!!!  The woman you described to me is cool and confident,” Kate said as she emphasized the words describing Parker.

 

“And?”  Jarod asked a bit angered at Kate’s outburst.

 

“Jarod.  I’ve been studying human sexuality my whole life!” Kate said as calmly as she could.

 

Furrowing his brow Jarod nodded.  He knew that Kate was a sexologist, a well known one in fact.  Several of her studies and journals had been published – having used them himself when he had been pretending to be a sex therapist.

 

“A dominant woman who’s opened up only ONCE in her life to a man and that man DIES!  You’re talking about a woman that will most likely close up the minute she hears words of emotion!”

 

Jarod nodded as she explained Parker almost perfectly.

 

“The only thing that will even allow you into her life is going to be THROUGH her BEDROOM!”

 

Jarod was about to immediately argue when Kate asked him for something that nearly made him swallow his tongue for how stupid he had been to tell Kate ANYTHING!!

 

Extending her hand she said words that caused him to want to run out of the car screaming for the hills.

 

“Give me her phone number!”

 

“NO!”  Jarod said as he literally turned his body to completely face Kate.

 

“JAROD!  I KNOW what I’m doing!  I swear if you give me her phone number I’ll prove what causes the love of your life to react!!”

 

Jarod didn’t know what to do.  For the first time in his existence he didn’t know what to do!

 

“Jarod.  Trust me.”

 

The two words were his undoing.

 

Closing his eyes he reached into his pocket and extracted his cell phone.

 

Kate quickly took the phone and flipped it open.

 

“It’s almost midnight there!  She might be asleep or…”

 

“Or entertaining some guy that’s an easy score that she’ll use up and toss to the street the second she doesn’t need him!”

 

Jarod’s eyes showed sorrow as he said, “She’s not like that any more.”

 

Kate turned sad eyes on Jarod.

 

“People stick to the lives they’ve known Jarod.”

 

Though the words hurt Jarod immensely…he said nothing as Kate murmured.

 

“Here goes nothing.”  The sound of the phone autodialing caused Jarod’s instinct to want to grab the phone away.

 

But it was too late.

 


 

 

Parker was alone in her home, drinking a glass of coke and rum.

 

Over fifteen years of hunting had gone by…and ever since Carthis…neither she nor Jarod had been able to find out any answers to their questions.

 

Jarod.

 

Taking another sip of her glass she realized that she hadn’t seen him up close and personal for more than two years.

 

The phone calls had never stopped.  The red notebooks either.

 

Jarod had continued to play his role – and she hers.

 

Parker had indeed reverted back to her old ways.

 

Cold.  She had become cold as ice.

 

Daddy having died so long ago leaving her with a ‘father’ that had literally represented everything evil in her life – to rule over the Centre.

 

It was the only way she could survive Raines and Lyle’s constant attempts to try and break her.

 

But she wouldn’t let them.  She couldn’t.

 

Sydney, Broots, Angelo, her baby brother…hell even Sam.  They all depended on her ability to keep her head above water.

 

But lately…lately the loneliness was becoming more than she could take.

 

Jarod’s voice was the only thing that kept her sane during those lonely late nights.  Fighting with her…pushing her to keep moving forward.  He was the only one that had somehow known….somehow known that she had been contemplating suicide.

 

Neither of them had actually said the word…but Jarod had all but enraged her into swearing that she would stay alive – if just to see him back in the hellhole the Centre was.

 

It had been the angriest that she had ever been.

 

And it was his one word that followed her declaration that had almost made her crumble.

 

“Good.”

 

Parker’s eyes welled with tears as she thought back to how she had been pacing her living room with all of the anger in her, yelling at him and cursing him.  And the way he had said the word with such relief.

 

Parker closed her eyes and let a tear fall.

 

She had stopped pacing and had had to try and stop the sudden urge to tell him everything in that one moment.

 

That even though they could never be…it had always been the one thing she wanted her whole life.

 

That given the chance…she would have committed any crime, performed any service or deed that RAINES himself wanted her to…if she could have been with him.  If she could have been his for the rest of her life…and his alone…she would have done it – for him.

 

Parker opened her eyes as the tears fell and she took another gulp of her drink.

 

The only thing she had been able to do was try and control the tears and clogging of her throat as the crying had begun as she listened to him breathe on the other side of the line.

 

After fifteen minutes of her saying nothing and the quiet gasps of air she took as she cried, Jarod had whispered ‘Don’t give up Parker.  I can’t let you.”

 

Parker had felt as though Jarod had reached through the phone and caressed her cheek.  Feeling just how much she meant to him with those eight words.

 

Not knowing how or why she knew that he had been about to hang up when she had whispered “Don’t.”

 

And he hadn’t.

 

It had taken Jarod another five minutes to ask her a question.

 

“Do you want me to talk you to sleep?”  Whispering his question, probably afraid that she would have bitten his head off.

 

But the fleeting need to have him there and hold her for just one…just ONE night…had let her unashamedly say. “Yes.”

 

And he had.

 

He did.

 

She hadn’t heard from him since that night.  Only a week.  Parker had been slowly going insane since then.

 

The next day she went into her living hell and at night she came home and stared at the phone…just waiting for him to call…to wave a pretend around in her face…something!!!

 

And yet nothing!

 

Each day that passed she found herself just staring at her phone.

 

The second day had been worse because she had been unwilling to leave her desk for even a second as she stared at her phone right in front of Sydney and Broots.  Hell even when Lyle had walked in she hadn’t torn her gaze away from the phone.

 

Parker had felt a tightening in her heart that said that night of his voice carrying her to sleep had been the last day that Jarod would ever call her.

 

Slowly the days passed and she had slowly become unglued.

 

Parker had sat in her chair for hours.  Hours!  Waiting at her desk – STARING at her phone.

 

Sydney and Broots had instantly been scared for her.

 

As soon as they saw her react to her phone ringing they saw how she had quickly grabbed the phone and the look in her eyes dulled as she realized it hadn’t been whom she expected.

 

It had gotten worse after that.  Parker had Broots call the phone company and forward her home number to her cellphone.

 

At any time Parker was in reach of a phone.

 

Each time that it had wrung, and his voice wasn’t on the other end, she felt herself slowly realizing that even though Jarod had said he couldn’t let her give up…he may have left her forever.

 

That’s why she was now drinking herself to death.

 

Days had turned into a week…and Jarod had never gone more than a few days without calling her.

 

Today, somehow, she knew that something had caused him to stop…to stop talking to her.

 

Never had she wanted more than to talk to him.  After all of the talking that they had done in their lifetimes…Parker would have given anything to just hear his voice again.

 

At least they could have that.  It was the only thing that they hadn’t been able to control, the one thing that they had never been able to realize.

 

That his voice alone had kept her alive all these years.  Without knowing it…it had carried her this whole time.

 

Now without it she felt emptier inside than she had ever felt.

 

The ringing of the phone caused her to jump.  Hope filling her instantly.

 

Snapping the phone up she shakily let out a breath, swallowed, and then answered.

 

“Hello?”  A female voice asked on the other end.

 

Parker’s hope quickly sank.  Her heart clenching as she tried to control her anger at herself.

 

“What?!”  Parker snapped.  The iciness that she had been so accustomed to springing out of her as she felt despair inside her spread.

 

“Ahh….I guess you must be the wifey.”  The woman purred in what Parker knew to be a ridiculing manner.

 

Parker rolled her eyes in irritation.

 

“Sorry skank!”  Parker laughed lightly at her joke, “You have the wrong number.”

 

The next words caused Parker to spill her drink.

 

“I guess Jarod wasn’t lying after all.”

 

“Jarod!”  Parker almost yelled as she dismissed the spilled drink on her $500 designer shirt and quickly stood.

 

The silkly feminine laugh of victory made Parker snarl.

 

“Oops!  I guess your husband isn’t a saint like you thought he was.”

 

Parker felt the anger build inside her as the connotation made her realize HOW this woman knew Jarod and WHAT this woman had been doing with him.

 

Parker couldn’t help but snarl at the woman, her anger at Jarod suddenly sprang up.  Never having felt this betrayed in her life!  Not from her mother, not from her ‘Daddy’, and sickening enough not eve from Raines….and Parker had absolutely NO REASON to be.

 

“Who the hell are you?”  Parker asked in the most sinister voice that Kate had ever heard.

 

Kate stared at Jarod’s shocked and panicked face…but Kate knew exactly what she was doing.

 

Kate let an evil smile play on her lips, knowing that Parker would hear it.

 

“I’m the woman that just fucked your husband.”

 

Jarod jerked in terror, as Kate said the words.

 

Parker suddenly was hit with an image of Jarod’s form under a woman’s body as she rode him until he called uncle.

 

Parker back straightened and the want to reach through the phone and kill the bitch was more than she could handle.  Her empty hand forming tightly into a fist as she gripped the phone so tight she felt the plastic squeaking at the pressure.

 

“You poor thing, probably think Jarod would never touch another woman but you.”  Kate laughed a very cruel laugh that had Jarod realize just how good she could act.

 

“Sorry to disappoint!  Jarod’s taking a little shower right now…I figured he’d keep the little misses number as his first speed dial.  Wanted to let you know he was going to be getting home late this weekend.” Kate said as she smiled at Jarod…knowing what was about to happen.

 

Parker couldn’t help it.  The thought of this woman…of ANY WOMAN touching Jarod…in…like…she was going to hunt down this woman and kill her with her bare hands.   She snapped.

 

“YOU FUCKING WHORE!!  YOU TOUCH HIM AGAIN AND I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND PUT A BULLET BETWEEN YOUR EYES!!”

 

Parker’s yell causing Kate to pull away the phone from her ear, allowing Jarod to hear her exact words.

 

Oddly…Jarod felt elated at the words.

 

“Aww…Is this the first time little Jarod came out to play with the other little girls?” Kate knew that Parker had been the only little girl that Jarod had ever played with…the double ‘unintentional’ innuendo was going to make the woman’s head spin.

 

Parker felt like the woman had just slapped her across the face.  Her imagination suddenly picturing another little girl walking down the stairs towards Jarod.  Jarod turning away from her and going to kiss the other girl.

 

Parker’s head swam as her imagination than pictured Jarod’s head thrown back as the woman ‘played’ with ‘little Jarod.”

 

“ Oops..sorry again.  I mean ‘not so little’ Jarod!  He does know how to make a girl cum.”  Kate winked at Jarod as he blushed again and continued to look terrified of what was happening.

 

Parker’s anger grew to an unknown high that she had never experienced before.  Heart beat increasing and trembling from the image of  Jarod being in any way…shape…or form with this piece of trash making her stomach turn.

 

“I’m going to hunt you down and kill you.” 

 

The words were said with such certainty and coldness that for a moment Kate was really afraid for her life.  She wasn’t exactly sure if Jarod’s description of her as a master marksman had been entirely accurate – but she sure as hell didn’t want to know.

 

Pulling herself together Kate allowed herself to laugh.

 

“Eww…sounds like someone we both know finished showering.”

 

Kate paused and listened to Parker’s breathing, noting how the woman was almost hyperventilating.

 

“Don’t worry sweetie!  I’ll make sure he’s nice and clean before he comes home.”  Kate hung up before Parker could say one more thing.

 

When Parker heard the disconnection of the line after those words…her eyes widened in anger and she threw the phone across the room, with a violent scream.

 

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!!”

 

 

 

Jarod sat staring at Kate as if she was the craziest woman alive.

 

“What?” Kate asked in a amused way.

 

And that’s when Jarod snapped.

 

“ARE YOU CRAZY!!!  HOW IN THE HELL COULD THAT EVER POSSIBLY HELP WIN HER?!!! I’VE NEVER LIED TO HER!!”

 

Jarod screaming at her made Kate lean against the door at the anger she saw in his face.

 

“She’s jealous!”  Kate said with a roll of her eyes.

 

Jarod still looked like he was freaking out when Kate huffed out a breath and continued.

 

“If she didn’t love you…why would she threaten a woman that had sex with you?  You two aren’t married…have never been together…and above all…WHY WOULD SHE CARE IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!”  Kate screamed as she grabbed Jarod’s jacket and shook him.

 

Jarod let Kate’s rational sink in.

 

Slowly the whole thing made sense.

 

“You knew that the only way to win her was through her bed.  Now that she thinks I was in someone else’s you think she’s going to try and ‘win me’ over by allowing me into hers.”

 

Kate smiled devilishly.

 

“Not quite.”

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Step One by AtlantianDream

“Dominance is a very tricky thing Jarod.”

 

Jarod remembered Kate’s words.

 

“The love of your life has been trying to use dominance from getting hurt…by always staying in control.”

 

Jarod smirked as he waited in the dark for her.  Waited to see if he would live or die tonight.  Either way he was taking a huge risk.

 

“Parker is always in control in the bedroom, always takes what she wants.  How many men do you think could dominate her?”

 

The question had boggled him.  Never could he imagine Parker being dominated by anyone!  Least of all him.

 

Kate had smiled a little knowing smile.

 

“Unfortunately that’s exactly what she wants.”

 

That had made Jarod stop and ponder if it was possible that Kate was right.  Then she said something that made him not only listen…but have Kate teach him about everything she knew about sex and domination.

 

“Tommy was tender and loving and gentle with her.  Maybe she even thought he was strong and manly…but Parker lives in a world that scares her daily.  A world where she has no one protecting her!  Relinquishing power in the bedroom is relinquishing the idea of being weak in front of someone.  To be able to trust that person with your body…let them do what they want and still reach fulfillment is one of the rarest things people ever find.  If you can give her that Jarod…she’ll be yours completely.  Not just body…but mind too.  It’s trust beyond what normal people will ever know.”

 

Now here he was.

 

Two months later.

 

Standing in her family room waiting for her to get home.

 

Jarod carefully learned from Kate exactly what he needed to do.  Where to start, how to start it, how far to take it…Kate’s knowledge of their pasts helping her understand exactly what needed to happen.

 

Reading everything that she told him to read, even doing exercises that she had said he would more than definitely need to impress and drive Parker crazy.

 

Hearing the door open and shut Jarod readied himself for the most difficult mission of his entire life…and for the first time…not pretending to be anything – he was just himself.

 

Watching her enter, and go about her nightly routine of preparing for bed, she didn’t notice him at all.

 

Jarod waited…knowing when he would be able to act.  Smiling as he watched her reentering the living room in her nightgown pouring herself a drink.   Slowly taking a gulp she made her way to the couch.

 

Jarod waited, waited until he knew Parker was relaxed.  Slowly stepping out to reveal himself.

 

“CHRIST! Damn it Jarod!”  Parker had nearly jumped out of her skin at him being there.

 

Parker tried to squash down the happiness she felt at actually seeing him after two years. 

 

Angered still by his ‘girlfriends’ phone call over two months ago immediately squashing the happiness, more than sure what had been keeping him away was the arms of another woman.

 

“What the hell do you want?!” Parker asked vehemently, grasping onto the anger that she had felt all of these last two months.  Two months that had been hell.

 

No clues – no anything…for two months.

 

She had never hated him more.

 

“Everything.”  Jarod whispered in a voice that caused Parker to lock eyes with him.

 

Jarod stared into those grey eyes that showed the trapped little girl he knew they held.  Everything in him told him that what he would do tonight would forever change everything.  That there would be no righting this wrong…well…if it turned out he had truly made a mistake.

 

“Get out.” The words sliding out from between her lips in a cold calculated way, as she turned her eyes away from him.

 

Parker’s anger at him continued to mount as she realized just how much danger that he had placed Sydney, Broots, and herself in.

 

Raines had been going insane with the idea that Jarod had finally just disappeared.

 

And even when…both Sydney and Broots had seen the way she had imploded.  The silence from him for over two months causing her a misery that had been visible by her two lovable idiots.  Even Angelo had been afraid of her well being.

 

Slowly deteriorating before those who had witnessed her overcome darker demons than any of them had ever thought possible.

 

Parker had become empty – the voices in her mind making her confused and scared, even when her mother’s voice had said that Jarod would return to her…the other voices had said he wouldn’t.  That he was gone forever.

 

It was as though all the life in her had been drained out.

 

“No.”

 

Parker’s eyes snapped back to his form at the word.  A snarl instantly appeared on her face.

 

Jarod braced him for what he knew would happen next, ready to pounce when she moved.

 

And move she did, straight for her bedroom to grab the gun she kept beneath her pillow at night – but before she could reach it…

 

Jarod grabbed her from behind, grabbing her arms and whirling her around to face him.  Not allowing her time to even react he quickly grabbed her arms and brought them behind her back, holding them so tightly he bruised her skin.  His other arm quickly hoisted her up into his arms as she then began to struggle and brought her back to the couch.

 

“YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!  GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!!”  Parker yelled in Jarod’s face.

 

“You have to know she will fight you with everything in her.  Your touch alone, even rough and threatening has an effect on her.  And because of that you have to keep going.  Even if she curses at you, threatens you, and at one point…might even beg you to stop.  But you Jarod…if you love her…you can’t stop.  You have to show her that she is yours, and that she can’t control what you do to her.”

 

Kate’s words rang through his head.  Knowing that his instinct was to listen to Parker’s request, to respect her…but he did love her.  And he would do what he had to, if just to save them both from the darkness that always surrounded them.

 

Jarod quickly sat on the couch and positioned Parker on his lap.  Her blue eyes sparkling with anger and contempt as he continued to hold her arms behind her back arching her back causing her breasts to be thrust up towards Jarod.

 

“LET GO OF ME YOU BASTARD!!!”  Parker yelled the words as she tried to control the fear and anger inside of her.  Jarod had never been physical with her, the only time that he had ever hurt her was to remove the gun that she held him at point blank range with, and even then he had given her the gun back almost immediately.

 

This though…this felt like something completely different – and it scared her.

 

“I SWEAR TO GOD I’M GOING TO DRAG YOU DOWN TO THE RENEWAL RING WITH…”

 

While Parker was yelling out her threat Jarod had wound his arm underneath her leg and over, the other leg held down and to the side by Jarod’s arm as he continued to hold her hands behind her back.  And what stopped her rant was none other than the sound of fabric ripping, and the sudden realization that it had been her underwear.

 

Parker’s eyes widened as they had when she realized that Lyle was a cannibal.  Even with her back arched in such a dramatic way, her head tilted forward enough to see Jarod’s dark eyes as they gazed down at her exposed flesh.

 

Parker suddenly shivered as she saw Jarod’s hand holding her underwear…the fact that she couldn’t see his eyes as they seemed to be examining the one part of her body that at that moment seemed to respond to the attention it was suddenly receiving.

 

Jarod’s eyes looked at the beauty that was held between her legs as the moonlight from the window behind them showed him the secret of her flawless legs.  He saw her pink flesh surrounded by beautiful white skin, and it caused an instant reaction in him.  Primitive in nature and highly dangerous given whom the woman beneath him was.  And he was determined to make her his…whether she wanted to be…or not.

 

“First you need to take away her control – but only give pleasure.  Her pleasure!  Only hers!  The first few times needs to be all about her.  Use her pleasure against her, and take yourself out of the equation.”

 

Parker’s eyes remained on the titled male face as her breath ceased in those seconds.  Mind zigzagging to possibilities of Jarod finally having lost his sanity…and the possibility of rape had never entered her mind until that very moment.  But then his head titled up…and Parker stared into dark eyes that held barely restrained lust.  Even as her brain tried to fire off thoughts, her eyes remained transfixed on his eyes.

 

Jarod’s hand released her underwear, allowing it to fall in his lap.

 

Parker’s blue eyes snapped shut as her head flung back.

 

“Oohhh!” The moan leaving her body against her own will, filling both of their ears.

 

Jarod’s thumb brushed slow circles around her clit, the pressure hard and insistent.

 

The arousal that flooded her was instant and intoxicating.  Her hips bucked up, trying to increase the pressure on her sensitive nub.

 

“Stop…stop…” The words were gasped out as Jarod’s thumb continued to create the twitches in her hips, the heat that rose from the muscles of her femininity.  Muscles pulling on air as Jarod’s ministrations stayed constant and firm.

 

Jarod’s eyes traveled from the beautiful sight of Parker’s head throw back down to his thumb rubbing her clit.  Watching as her muscles pulled for the huge bulge that enveloped his lap.  Actually seeing her vagina moving, squeezing for the erection that it thought would come, studying how her body flushed as her lips spoke words of negation to him.

 

“Please…no…can’t…”  Parker couldn’t get the words out.  Gasping those that did.  Every swipe of his thumb creating incredible friction, causing a fire in her she had not felt since Thomas…and yet Jarod brought the sensation out in her…with just his thumb.

 

Parker titled her head up as far as she could, trying to control the urges her body was sending her brain.

 

But as Jarod looked up into her eyes once more, Jarod kept his eyes locked with her as he sped up his motions all at once.

 

“Aaahhhhh!” Parker moaned as her head titled back once more.  Before she knew it she was grinding onto his thumb, trying to find her release as Jarod continued the maddening speed.

 

“Stop…” Her whispered protests were useless as Jarod’s thumb suddenly circled her clit in the opposite direction…and she was done for.

 

Body arching even more as a scream left her body tensing at the orgasm that ripped through her.

 

“Fuck…” she gasped through gritted teeth as Jarod continued the torture and pushed her to another sudden orgasm.

 

He didn’t stop again.  Just continued pushing her to orgasm again and again.

 

Her body not even having the energy to protest as the orgasms literally drained her of her energy.

 

Time passed and Parker was unaware of how long Jarod had been torturing her, it had been hours in reality, but when he slowly stopped she felt herself gasping for air desperately.

 

The shuddering breaths leaving her body continued as she felt Jarod thumb caressing the edge of her entrance.

 

Even after all of the orgasms and protests that had left her mouth, the sudden thrill at him pushing the digit inside her caused her head to tilt up and look at him for the first time in hours.

 

Parker continued to try and breath as she saw Jarod’s head again still staring at the area that he had been caressing her the whole time.

 

She watched as Jarod’s thumb slowly followed the liquid that had spilled out of her and down her flesh.

 

“I guess I know how to make my ice queen melt.”

 

Jarod’s words caused the anger in her to rise once more, even as he dark black eyes finally rose to meet her own.

 

The look of arousal shocked her.  Even after what he had been doing…she realized that Jarod was looking at her with barely restrained need.  And for not the first time in her life…she felt herself want nothing more than to quench his need.

 

But years of service to hell had left its mark on her.  Her need to protect herself from feelings she knew could hurt her…she couldn’t allow herself to feel them.

 

“I’m going to kill you.”  The words were whimpered out as she felt his thumb once more near her delicate flesh.

 

“Oh I know you will.”  Jarod responded, as he quickly eased her off of him and onto the couch, quickly leaving her there as she tried to gather her wits and breath.  Body humming with satisfaction as her drowsiness overtook her.

 

Parker tried to fight it…but her muscles were relaxed.  Body sated with a desire that it had been denied for so long pulled her into the realm of the dream world.  Where Jarod had not left…where he had stayed and held her and took all of the heartache that she had been feeling away.

 

Parker’s dreams had one face that night.

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Fifteen days.

Fifteen days of what she now knew to be true hell!

If she had been told all those months ago that she didn't even know what hell was - she would have laughed in anyone's face.

Not many knew the horrors and rank findings she had uncovered at The Centre. But the hell she was now in surpassed everything that she had ever known.

He had come to her.

At first she thought he was a vision until he shifted into the small light stream from her window.

She had pushed down the urges the man provoked in her - only to have him push her back in a way she had only dreamed of and had never hoped to know.

Parker had been scatter brained since that day. Her mind constantly reliving the events over and over. All of her days were now spent locked away in her office, trying to figure out why Jarod had touched her in such a way...touched her and not taken pleasure for himself.

Morning plagued her with her thoughts of him, of what had caused him to come to her home that night. Nights were spent hoping he would come out of the shadows like before...but each night became a lonely night wrapped in her sheets and blanket.

Everything and nothing became more than she could take. He was messing with her head. But this time it was more than what the Centre did to him or about their parentage...this was about the two of them.

Jarod was making it personal on a one on one level.

And she was obsessing over the connotation and implication of his actions.

She had finally arrived home after another dead end day. Jarod had managed to stay off the radar, and with no clues left her spirits very low.

Stepping through the front door she went through her regular motions.

Drop keys on entrance table. Take shoes off.

As she was walking towards her bedroom and removing her jacket did he strike.

Caught off guard completely he took complete advantage of her arms being caught in her jacket. Within seconds she again found herself on the couch straddling his waist like weeks ago. The rip of her underwear and the sound of both of them panting caused the anticipation and her bodies eagerness to overwhelm her.

The first touch of his fingers caused a half moan half scream to come out of her mouth, as she again tried to struggle out of his hold. But again it was no use. Her arms were once more being held behind her back and her body arched in such a way that she was his for the taking.

But what happened next, what happened next caused her thrown back head to whip down and look at him.

Jarod didn't even wait to see if she was ready or not, really he was hoping that her body's natural instinct would react to him. As his fingers pushed into her body, she reared up so violently that for one instant Jarod thought he would lose his hold on her. His fingers entered her roughly and fully in one fell swoop. And it took everything in him not to take her right then and there and forget any plan that he could ever concoct. Fighting instincts to tear off his close and just claim her as his own. But the snarl that came out of her as she tried to fight him once more...fighting what her body oh so obviously told him...fighting feelings for him - it made him calm himself.

"Don't you..." Parker tried to snarl out.

But Jarod looked up and met her glaring blue eyes with his night black one's, he pulled his fingers out and thrust back even harder.

Her body bucked up to receive him, gasping as she did so. The grin that stretched upon his face at her actions infuriated her, and the slow way his eyes looked up at her as he suddenly thrust them in again and again caused her to shiver all over as she literally watched him fuck her. The betrayal of her own body once more giving Jarod the ability to render her completely useless and into a quivering mess.

Each time his knuckles would push in her muscles pulled on the digits tightly. Barely keeping her sanity her head tossed side to side, arching back and forth to watch and still the anger at him increased. Orgasms came and went as he never relented on her body. Barely restrained moans escaping her stimulated body.

Jarod could tell by the way she was breathing that she couldn't handle one more orgasm, and so with deliberate slowness he pulled the fingers out and played with her highly sensitive lips and opening.

It took Parker a full minute to realize that he had finally stopped. It took another few seconds to regulate her breathing and discover that he was still touching her, making her treacherous body continue to send a flow of wetness in response to his touch.

Finally able to tilt her head to look at him as she finally stopped gasping for air did she again see how his eyes were concentrating on her femininity. What happened next though - made her body hum in a way that she had long since thought impossible for a man to bring out in her. Nonetheless it brought a fire in the pit of her stomach once more.

Jarod stopped his fingers and moved his hand away. The slight movement allowed her to see his obvious arousal restricted by his tight black jeans. His hand though didn't fall away to the side, it moved up. Parker watched mesmerized as the fingers that had seconds ago brought her over the edge slowly made their way to his mouth. Parker felt her mouth go dry as Jarod kept looking at her aroused flesh as he sucked his fingers clean of her essence. The moan he gave as he did so caused a jerking of her hips.

Jarod closed his eyes and concentrated on her taste. It almost made him snap. His breathing became ragged as he imagined his tongue on her, lapping at the divine liquid that he was just sampling.

Parker closed her own eyes and shivered at the sound of him moaning. It was the first time he had done so...and the thrill that ran through her body as she heard it was almost too much to handle.

Jarod was close to losing control when Kate's words once more brought him back to why he was doing this.

"Your own need to be with her has to be out weighed by her desire to want to be with you. She's not going to understand why you give and don't take. No man has ever done that for her. To give and take nothing from her will be the ultimate seduction. The knowing of pleasure to be yours with no need to return it will make her WANT to give pleasure back. Your reaction to her will be key. Every moan, every touch, every way you take her will drive her needs higher and higher. Then you're one step closer to achieving your goal."

Slowly Jarod allowed his eyes to open, and the sight that he beheld as he did so - it almost made him giggle. Parker's eyes were squeezed shut and she was biting down on the side of her lip as her forehead knotted with tension. Jarod knew in that moment she was fighting back the answering moan to his own from moments ago.

He then did exactly what he had been coached to do. Something that he never thought he would have the guts to do, but...he was would be damned if he didn't and it could drive her to a higher euphoria.

The sound of Jarod unzipping his pants caused multiple reactions to Parker's body. The immediate response was a shiver, followed by the squeezing of her eyes to keep them shut. As if the simple act of not seeing would mean that what was happening - wasn't. Of course it was.

A few seconds later Parker felt the fingers return to her flesh, immersing them in her wetness but then suddenly gone.

It took courage to open her eyes and see why the fingers were suddenly gone once more - but nothing would have prepared her for the sight.

Jarod's erection was directly in her line of sight, pants still buttoned but fly open allowing the proud member liberty of the confined space of Jarod's pants.

He had waited until she opened her eyes to show her what he was doing...and it floored her.

Jarod used Parker's essence to begin stroking himself.

Parker's mouth went dry as she watched in stunned silence as he began to stroke himself with her wetness. Completely shocked and mesmerized by the sight of Jarod stroking himself right in front of her. Stopping he pulled up on his erection, pulling the skin around the head and then down. Parker's body arched as Jarod's hands once more returned to her body for the lubrication needed to aid in his own arousal. Her eyes clamped shut at the sound of his moan as he again used her moisture to stroke himself.

It didn't take long for the tension in her body to overload on everything. Her mind couldn't help but imagine his fingers that continually returned to her flesh as his erection. The idea that it was her body gliding up and down on his erection. The extreme way that she was being held against her will as he did this only adding to her need for him. Yet she couldn't even open her mouth to protest, knowing that it would do nothing. Knowing now that he was pleasuring himself right in front of her, using her body's reaction to him to get himself off.

And it was with these thoughts the the orgasm hit her. Hard, fast, an energy depleting orgasm that caused an all out body seizing. Jarod's fingers delving into her opening and staying put as her body tried to pull them even deeper.

Barely noticing Jarod finally letting go of her limbs and settling her onto the couch, she did hear the sound of Jarod zipping up his pants. Trying to fight the drowsiness, her lids lifted slightly to watch a very heavy breathing Jarod kneatl down and pull strands of her hair from off of her face. The evidence of his arousal still quite visible, even in the constraints of his pants. He caressed her face with just two finger tips around her mouth, and she didn't even have the energy to slap his hand away. Instead she allowed her eyes to flutter closed once more, and slowly tilted her head and opened her mouth and engulfed the fingers.

Jarod had thought that he had succeeded in driving her need as high as he could and all without her affecting him, but in that one second he felt himself slip. In that one moment he almost became that something dangerous that they had always warned him he could become.

"Patience."

Kate's advice before he embarked on his mission. One word that would change his reaction to this very moment.

Slowly he pulled away from her, leaving her to once again fall asleep on her couch - once again knowing that all his life would have been worth it...if he could just have her.

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It's Not Over by AtlantianDream
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Parker couldn’t concentrate on anything.


Trying to figure out what the hell Jarod was doing consumed her ever waking minute.


If there was one thing she knew, it was that Jarod did nothing without a plan.


But what the hell kind of a plan was this?


The sight of him stroking himself to her essence had been one of the most arousing things she could think of him doing in front of her.


Her body had been so aroused that just thoughts and his fingers had brought her to orgasm once more.


“PARKER!” Lyle’s voice made her jump as he stood in front of her with angry eyes.


“What the hell is wrong with you? Do you want Raines to find out your day dreaming in the middle of the day?  At least act like your trying to find Jarod.”


“GET OUT LYLE!” Parker yelled immediately, but Lyle had already turned and left Broots and Sydney to stare back at her with wide eyed looks.


“Miss Parker you do realize that Lyle was asking us what was the matter with you?  He’s noticed…as have others, that you don’t seem to be here in the present with everyone else.” Sydney explained as he slowly made his way towards her.


Parker looked down as shame quickly filled her.  And then glanced up at Sydney and then Broots.


“I’ve had a lot on my mind lately.”


“Are you worried about Jarod?” Broots asked and received a full on stare from his female boss.


“I mean…worried that he hasn’t contacted us these last few weeks.  Something might have happened to him and…well…” Broots stammered out the last word as he realized how stupid he had been for asking if she cared about Jarod…while being at the Centre.


Parker looked down and then back up as she saw how distraught the question had made Sydney.


“Something’s definitely happened to Jarod.  He’s never gone this long without speaking to us.”  Sydney expressed his weariness.


Parker knew something had definitely happened to Jarod.  His actions two nights ago proving that the night months before hadn’t been a one time thing.


Breathing in deeply she knew she would regret this, but Sydney didn’t deserve to be so worried about Jarod.  Especially since she had been…hyperaware of his recent whereabouts.


“He hasn’t.  He’s fine.” Parker said quickly as she began going through the mail on her desk, not daring to look up at either of the men in front of her.


“He contacted you?  Why didn’t…”. Sydney began but immediately stopped himself as he realized his happiness had gotten the best of him.


“Something is definitely wrong though….I’ve never seen him like this before.” Parker said as she tried to keep herself from blushing as she realized who she was speaking with.


Keeping her head down she chanced a look up to find both Sydney and Broots looking at her for a more in depth explanation.


“He’s…not acting like himself.  Or maybe he is.  I don’t know.” Parker stood from her desk and began to walk out.


“If Lyle comes back in again tell him I may be a bitch, but I sure as hell don’t have a leash.”  And with that Parker left behind a very confused Sydney and Broots.


When she arrived home she grabbed a glass and poured herself something to dull her oversensitive nerves.


Cuddled up on the couch she tried to figure out what the hell had caused Jarod do start this.


She barely remembered dozing off, but the sensation of male lips on her legs made her open her eyes and find herself staring blurry eyed at the ceiling of her living room.


The next second she was fully awake as the lips sealed over her womanhood and sucked hard.


Jerking up she grabbed at Jarod’s head, fully awake and not able to tear his head away as he began to lick and suck and probe and her entrance to the point where all she could do was open her legs wider and allow the orgasm to hit.


The intensity of it left her vulnerable for just a few seconds, and that’s all the time he needed.


Scooping her up Jarod took her into her bedroom, and quickly laid her down, securing her hands to hand cuffs attached to her bed frame as he began to destroy her clothes.


There was no unbuttoning or unzipping, only tearing.


Parker could barely catch her breath before Jarod was once more down her frame and licking her into a frenzy.


Fingers joined the mix along with his mouth and Parker’s legs locked around Jarod’s head, trying to bring him as close as possible.


Jarod was driven to move faster by Parker as her legs tried to suffocate him in the best way possible, when it finally happened.


The orgasm ripped through her and a scream came out of her mouth as the blessed peak she had been trying to climb was reached.


Jarod moaned and continued his assault but this time using his fingers to touch her clit as his tongue played with her opening.


In those moments Parker didn’t know if she wanted to kill him or kiss him for the skills his mouth had.


But again Jarod had caught her by surprise for the third time in a row.


Jarod wasn’t worried that he had gone too far by handcuffing her to the bed.  He still remembered  how she escaped from handcuffs years ago.  If she had been in any kind of discomfort she most definitely would have let him know immediately.


But as she flipped them over with her legs still wrapped around his head as he continued to pump his fingers in and out as his tongue assaulted her clit as she rode his face he brought her back to the brink of yet another orgasm.


Parker for her part couldn’t believe what she was doing, but with how fast and close that Jarod was able to play her body it didn't shock her with how powerful her orgasms were.


Jarod knew that he should be restricting her legs but he just couldn’t stop wanting the taste of her.


When she came and her legs relaxed against him he couldn’t get oxygen in his lungs fast enough.


Rolling them back over again he opened her legs wide and Parker’s eyes finally stopped rolling to the back of her head the second her body told her that Jarod was positioning himself between her legs.


But the sudden rough feel of fabric against her nethers made her instantly look down at what the hell Jarod was doing.


He didn’t even look up at her as his hand grabbed and molded her breast as his mouth opened and instantly started sucking as much of her breast as he could place in his mouth.


The feeling going straight to her core.


And then the thrust against her came and she couldn’t have stopped the involuntary response to his body with her own.  Her head instantly arching back.


Somehow, someway her body knew the rhythm Jarod would set.  The push and give of their bodies in tune.  The friction of Jarod’s denim covered cock against her sending a mind numbing thrill through her that she never thought he could have provoked in her.


The rubbing and sucking intensified to the point where Parker didn’t know if she was overloaded with pleasure or pain.


And just when her head was tilted back as far as she could the orgasm came and Parker froze with her crotch rubbing against Jarod’s cock and his mouth sucking at her tits as if her brain was on overload of trying to process it all when the most intense orgasm of her life overtook her.


Parker could barely breathe when Jarod was once more moving down her body.


Parker fought to keep her eyes open as Jarod laid one last kiss on her femininity before easing himself off the bed.


Moving slowly with the bulge still very much prominent in his pants, now covered with her essence, he took out a key and leaned over and placed it in her still cuffed hand as he looked down on her.


Slowly he lowered his head to within an inch of her mouth.


Parker stilled immediately as Jarod’s hand continued to keep hold of hers with the key still inside it, but her sole focus was his mouth just above hers.


She didn’t know why she expected softness from a kiss from him, but when Jarod dove down and immediately plunged his tongue into her mouth, the taste of herself and the taste of Jarod made her respond instantly to the kiss.


The fact that she couldn’t rub herself against his body as he ravaged her mouth aggravating her to no end.  Her breasts aching suddenly for his touch.  Her wet entrance asking for friction once more, anything to keep him close.


He was taking everything thing from her and still she felt like she knew nothing about his taste as his tongue and mouth showed her exactly what he hadn’t given her each time he had come to her for this carnal escape.


Parker was reluctant to let Jarod stop.


The new experience of his taste along with hers revamping the need she had felt when his lips had driven her to orgasm, but Jarod pulled himself away and without a glance at her left her on her bed gasping.


It took a minute to calm down her reignited sex drive.  Her mind finally clicking back on as she realized for the third time Jarod had used her body.


But not in the way she now realized she desperately wanted him to.


The bastard had purposely not used the very hard erection he had concealed in his pants.  The way he had teased her with it tonight made her beyond angry.


No man had ever had the balls to do what he had done.


Really no man had ever not tried to place himself immediately in her body.


Slowly she managed to unlock the cuffs on her hands and rubbed at the slightly reddened skin.

 

A small smirk appearing on her mouth as she remembered the way he had allowed her to ride his face.


Hell she had never done that before and if anything she could definitely verify that Jarod was a very giving person…but this was on an entirely new level.


Now Parker knew for sure that Jarod was making a habit out of this.


He wasn’t going to stop.


She just had to be patient and he would try this again.


The problem Parker now faced was, she wanted him to continue. 

 

It had been a long time since she had allowed a man into her bed.


And as crazy as it was to allow Jarod to be that person, it kept him close.


After all this time of run and chasing this was the only way she knew that he would continue to stay in her life.


Maybe this was the closest they would ever come to being together.  And if that was true she would take it.  Take whatever he gave to her.


Jarod and her would always be linked.  That was abundantly clear after all these years.


Still she realized that Jarod still hadn’t taken pleasure for himself.  And the question why continued to pop up in her head.


Not allowing herself to think of the consequences to their actions, she knew if he was going to continue to take her, she wanted to take a bit herself.


The evil smirk that sprang across her face would have scared the bravest of men.

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