Jacob’s resistance to love starts to crumble!
Vivienne has hope for the future.
Yet despite embracing the deepening intimacy, Jacob refuses to say what Vivienne longs to hear. While he keeps his enemies at bay, the sexual relationship gets hotter by the minute. It looks like Jacob might open his heart to love, but then he makes some shocking confessions.
“Vivienne looked at Jacob, with his short, silky hair, messy from sex and sleep. She loved him so much, and she couldn’t see why he wouldn’t give in to the emotion.
Was loving so difficult? Yet Jacob couldn’t let go of the past, and try as she might, Vivienne didn’t understand…not completely. Intimate moments like this made her wish that he would tell her how he felt, that she wouldn’t have to keep guessing…to keep hoping.”
Do Jacob and Vivienne have a future together?
Series: Rinaldi Romance
Daring Confessions is the tenth book in the Bend To My Will series, a Rinaldi Romance that unfolds over a series of novellas. Jacob Rinaldi made his fortune in wine importing, and he travels the world. He is a billionaire with his choice of women, but is obsessed with having Vivienne Lake. This is a steamy romance with bdsm elements. Throughout this hot love story, Jacob faces the darkness that threatens to engulf him. And Vivienne learns the joy of submission, while teaching Jacob that love isn’t out of reach.
Sometimes you just don’t know if its worth loving someone who cant say it back. Vivienne knows that Jacob wont say the infamous 4 letter word, but she is hoping he will change. He certainly shows that he might love her. Bringing her on great trips, spending the holidays with her family and even seeing his friends finding love. Even with his dark confessions getting more and more detailed, she is hoping to make him understand that he is not a bad person and is capable of love. Next book will tell it all….cant wait!! D. West
Emily has giving us another series to enjoy!!!! Now that Jacob has confided that he almost killed his father will he be able to love Vivie? Or will his hate for his past keep them apart? Now that Vivie know about Jacob past will she realize they have no future together? Or will she love him enough for both of them? I love this series and I can’t wait to see what happen next!!!!!! Amazon Customer
Jacob stood up and slowly walked to the fireplace. With his back to Vivienne, he stared into the flames. He looked so alone, making her want to go to him, but she didn’t know how. All that he’d told her made sense.
The fear that he might damage her caused Jacob to withdraw. He didn’t want to hurt Vivienne, and had tried to convince her that, deep in his soul, he was bad. Pent-up rage ruled his life and prohibited him from embracing love.
The silence unnerved Vivienne. For a while, Jacob had opened up to her, and told her about what had tormented him for so long. That should have brought them together, but instead it had pushed him away.
Looking out for Vivienne, protecting her, had prohibited Jacob from drawing closer. Now he stood alone by the fire, in a world of his own. She wasn’t certain that she could reach him, or break through his conviction that she should stay away.
Yet looking at Jacob only made her love him more. He was handsome and desirable, his darkness not a detraction at all. Instead, knowing the agony he harbored allowed Vivienne to understand him, if only a little more.
Jacob was physically and emotionally strong. He had to be, in order to live with what simmered inside him. Since childhood he had fought the demons alone, but now he had Vivienne. He just didn’t realize it.
After all they’d shared, Jacob remained determined to save her from personal ruin, which would surely result from staying with him. He would sacrifice himself, his own happiness, for hers. Such kindness touched Vivienne, confirming what she already knew. He was a good man, despite his objections to the contrary.
Too much of what Jacob did, too many of his actions, revealed that his heart was in the right place. Vivienne had fallen for him from the start, and not without cause. It was true that he was swoon-worthy, and would easily have caught the eye of any woman.
But it hadn’t been only that. Even when Jacob had been rude, or impossible to deal with, Vivienne had seen another side to him. There was the man who assisted in charitable causes, treasured his family, and put Vivienne’s interests before his own.
There was no way Vivienne could be convinced that he was all bad, even though she could see why he thought so. It was a lie; he had been deceived by a man who was determined to convince him of it: his own father.
The twisted mess that had resulted from his father’s deception, his evil intent, was not easily undone. After a lifetime of living with the consequences of his mistreatment, Jacob couldn’t shed the untruths. Yet Vivienne knew he wasn’t anything like his abusive father.
There was no question that Jacob wouldn’t intentionally harm her, or that he wouldn’t use all of his will to keep her away from the rage threatening to explode inside him. Yet he couldn’t conceive of that. Instead, he clung to the barrier he had erected between them.
Jacob had a wall around his heart, but it wasn’t to keep him from heartbreak. It was for her protection. And Vivienne struggled for a way to break through that impenetrable wall. She had hoped that her love would be enough, that it would melt away any resistance, and open the door to their future together.
Yet it wasn’t going to be that simple. Vivienne wrung her hands, her frustration and the unfairness of it all tormenting her. She was in an awkward position: loving Jacob with all her heart, while fearing his irrational rejection of a romantic relationship.
So far Vivienne had been satisfied with what they had together. She had been patient, willing to wait until Jacob was ready. But now the picture had shifted. Life had altered, and wouldn’t return to how it had been before.
The evening had begun with such intimacy, and Vivienne had been excited at the prospect of wearing the crotch rope. Jacob’s request had been a thrill, offering yet another experience that pushed her boundaries. And it had done so.
All would have been well, had it not been for Jacob’s shift in mood. It had been one thing after the other: first the scare in Mendoza, then the emotional disaster in the playroom. But Vivienne refused to be deterred. She couldn’t give in to the adversity, and had no intention of letting go.
The truth was that Vivienne loved Jacob, even more now. Somehow knowing about what he endured brought her closer, making her admire him all the more. A man who could survive childhood abuse yet still encompass love was tough.
Jacob adored his family, and although he hadn’t said the words she longed to hear, Vivienne knew that he cared for her deeply. Everything about their relationship was unconventional, so she had no need to rely on arbitrary standards to know how he felt.
By his actions, and the emotion he had shown, Vivienne was certain Jacob’s feelings for her ran deep. She might be wrong, but she didn’t think so. Too much said otherwise. She wasn’t a fool, nor was she weak of spirit. If she truly believed he didn’t care, Vivienne would have left, no matter how difficult it was.
Vivienne looked at Jacob’s back while he stared into the fire. He raked a hand through his hair, the motion breaking the silence. When she stood up, Jacob half turned, as if unsure what was next.
Vivienne tentatively approached him. She wanted so badly to do this right. But upon seeing his melancholy expression, her courage surged, and she determined to stand firm in her conviction that they belonged together.
Jacob turned, the flickering flames of the fire casting shadows across his handsome face. Vivienne stood facing him, her heart pounding. “Okay, Jacob…you spoke of hatred…of how much you hate Carl.” She squared her shoulders. “Do you know what I hate?”
Her question was met with silence.
“You said you were just bad. What I hate is that you think that about yourself.” Vivienne took a breath, then plunged ahead, unable to stop now even if she’d wanted to. “It’s not right, Jacob. It’s not the truth.”
After a beat, Jacob spoke. His attitude was cautious, but Vivienne sensed a note of hope. “I have craved you from the first moment I saw you,” he said, touching her cheek. “But I cannot indulge myself any longer. My greediness for you has clouded my judgment.” He hesitated. “I need to start thinking of you, baby.”
Vivienne reached for his wrist, pressing his palm to her cheek. She closed her eyes, drawn to his strength. When she opened her eyes, Jacob was still looking at her. Whether good or bad, they were destined to be together.
“Yes, Jacob…you do need to start thinking of me.” Vivienne kissed his palm. “And I believe I’ve made it clear what I want.” She saw the light return to Jacob’s blue eyes.
Gently, Vivienne grabbed the hem of Jacob’s sweater, pulling it off. Her pulse raced, and her knees were weak. She leaned in and licked his nipples, before biting them sharply.
Lust flooded Jacob’s expression.
In barely a whisper, Vivienne said, “I want you, Jacob.”
Vivienne wore only the robe she’d put on after the bath. Jacob opened the front and pushed it down her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. He devoured her naked body with his gaze, all separation between them dissolving in heated passion.
Jacob put his palms on her back, pulling her close, then covered her mouth with his. Vivienne parted her lips, accepting his hot tongue. She breathed into him, restored and whole again. Jacob’s taste, his scent, and the feel of his arms around her made everything right with the world.
Vivienne dug her hands into his hair, pressing closer, and Jacob deepened the kiss. His tongue delved into her mouth, and, with a moan, he lashed his tongue against hers. Vivienne’s nipples scraped his bare chest, the dusting of hair turning her on more. She undid the button of his jeans, and he pulled them off, revealing his glorious cock.
In one swift motion, Jacob scooped her up and carried her to the sofa. He lowered her onto the soft cushion, and she leaned back. He knelt in front of Vivienne with his hands on the backs of her thighs, and bent her legs, spreading her wide.
Open to him that way, desire flooded Vivienne’s body. Her nipples stiffened and her clit tightened. Her arousal from the playroom earlier hadn’t quite abated, and now it was easily stirred back to life. Jacob had taken her to the brink of insanity without release.
But now she knew it would be different. Jacob’s eyes were soft, his touch adoring. She glanced down, watching him kiss along her inner thighs. Her pussy was so pink, partly from the aggravation of the crotch rope not long before, but more due to her spiraling arousal.
She was ready for him, and when Jacob pressed his mouth to her sex, it was heavenly. Then he licked her outer lips, soothing her while stimulating her. He reached up to pinch her nipples, making Vivienne moan.
Jacob dragged his tongue along her wet slit, then dipped it inside. The feel of his hot mouth, his tantalizing tongue, was delicious. There was no other place Vivienne wanted to be but there, with his lips teasing her sex, and his thumb playing over her clit.
Vivienne raised her hands over her head and gripped the back of the sofa. Her breasts arched out toward Jacob, and, distracted for a moment, he leaned in and sucked her nipples.
When Jacob pressed his lips to her sex, Vivienne whimpered. Deftly he swirled his tongue around her clit, and slipped two fingers into her wet pussy. Floating on a cloud of ecstasy, Vivienne relaxed into a sweet orgasm.
The waves of pleasure flowed from deep in her core, washing her with wonderful relief. All the tension of the day evaporated, replaced with gentle relaxation. Vivienne drifted down from her climax, but her arousal remained high.
Jacob lowered her legs and pulled her to the edge of the sofa. He was kneeling, and the sight of his thick cock against his flat abdomen was irresistible. Vivienne fisted him roughly, impatient to have him. She opened her thighs and angled his wide knob toward her.
With his hands on her hips, Jacob pulled her forward, while shoving his cock deep. He emitted a deep groan, then kissed Vivienne like a man in the desert who was dying of thirst. The ravenous kiss made her sex clench and her clit tingle.
With his arms around her, Jacob fucked her hard, panting with each pounding stroke. Vivienne held on to his strong shoulders, relishing the feel of him filling her. Every nerve was alive, and she already teetered on the brink of another release.
Jacob gasped then his cock throbbed inside her. He moaned through his heavy panting, and his body turned to steel. His orgasm was fierce, and he shuddered as he came inside her. Vivienne took him, then, as he began to calm, she shattered around him.
Her climax was more intense than the first one, sweeping her up in erotic sensation. She trembled in Jacob’s arms and scraped her fingernails on his scalp. The room flashed white, then she sucked in a breath, before wrapping her arms around Jacob’s neck.
With her head on his shoulder, Vivienne wrapped her legs around his thighs, and he held her in a tight embrace. He didn’t quickly release her, but pressed his hand to the back of her head, holding her to him.
In a soft voice, Vivienne said, “You are the only man for me…I would not leave you.”
When she lifted her head, Jacob put his palms on her cheeks and kissed her. “I treasure you.”
“I know you want to protect me, but it’s too late. Whatever comes, I will be by your side,” Vivienne said. “There just has to be a way through this, Jacob.”
“Yes, baby…there has to be.” Jacob kissed her again, and Vivienne knew it was going to be okay.