by Jayne Rylon
Good thing because as she thrashed and groaned, she couldn’t have been all that pretty.
Ryder didn’t seem to mind. Before she’d truly finished quaking, he’d unhooked her hands, stopped the motion of the various components, and lifted her into his arms once more. The dildo slipped from her with a decidedly wet noise, accompanied by her groan. “You can play with it more later, if you like. But if I don’t have you right now, I’ll be spurting on the floor as you enjoy the next temptation.”
“I kind of like the idea of that.” She gasped as she pictured driving him beyond his iron-fisted control.
“More than the idea of me coming inside you?” He shrugged. “With a condom, of course.”
As if he’d reminded himself, he deposited her on a thick area rug piled with pillows then lunged for a nearby chest of supplies.
She almost told him she was on the pill, except he’d already snagged protection, ripped open the packet, and rolled it on his steely length. Waiting another second for him to undo his handiwork didn’t appeal. Next time they could negotiate terms like bareback fucking. He’d given her at least some hope there would be another rendezvous.
Then all thoughts fled her mind as he stalked back to her and descended, covering her completely with his solid frame. She didn’t care if she pouted when she declared, “No more waiting.”
“Couldn’t agree more.” He peppered her with kisses.
Linley drew her knees up beside his trim hips.
He slid in between her thighs. They aligned perfectly without manual intervention. His cock rode the length of her pussy, nudging her clit and causing her to cry out when her lingering orgasm renewed.
Ryder reached between them, pressing down on his cock until the head surged against her saturated opening. He advanced, spreading her far more than the dildo had done. Bigger even than he’d appeared, he filled her completely.
“Yes,” she moaned. He matched her groan for groan.
“You’re tight, wildcat. Fucking hot around me.” He bit her lower lip then began to move. “Need to feel you. Looked so sexy. This time you’ll come on me.”
She might not have thought she had it in her to crest again so soon, especially not after such an intense experience. Then he slid his hands beneath her and cupped her shoulders, anchoring her against the force of his strokes so he could work himself in her balls deep.
The nudge of his blunt crown against the rear wall of her pussy had her toes curling. She dug her nails into his shoulders and tried to tug him closer, though it would have been impossible for him to fuse them any tighter than they already were.
He ramped up the amplitude and frequency of his fucking, causing her to shiver from the inside out. And just when she thought she might tumble into another epic orgasm, he changed his stride.
Ryder looked down, staring into her eyes. He smiled as he ground them together in a sinful figure eight that sealed their fate.
Linley didn’t find words to be necessary. She communicated the impending capitulation of her body with the drum of her heels on his clenching ass.
He nodded at her, giving her permission and promising to accompany her with a single tiny gesture. Stars danced in her vision as she tensed. Probably she should have kept breathing, but everything in her focused on maximizing the pleasure he gave her.
When he leaned forward and bit her neck, all bets were off.
Linley exploded. Her entire body spasmed, milking Ryder’s cock.
He shouted her name with each pound of his body within hers. Each pump of his hips came in unison with a pulse of her channel around him. She drew every spurt of his come from his balls with her undeniable ecstasy.
Dazed, she didn’t notice when the waves finally stopped battering them, though she registered the floating sensation that accompanied Ryder carrying her to the bed they had been too frenzied to utilize. Ten steps had been too much to contemplate crossing when they’d needed each other so badly. He tucked them beneath the silk sheets together.
Linley smiled and snuggled into his still heaving chest.
His fingers tangled in her hair, and he held her close.
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3D - Take Me To The Basement
“I’ve come this far.” Linley gulped. “Take me all the way. I want to see everything. I want to know what it’s like to sink to the lowest level.”
“I love it when good girls go bad.” Ryder looked as though he might have been given the greatest gift of all time or a winning lotto ticket. “Really bad.”
A tremulous smile crossed her face. She could handle it—him—right?
Kind of too late to run now.
“You’ve got this.” He lead her to the spiral staircase then leaned in to smother her mouth in a ferocious kiss. She allowed him inside, gave him complete possession of her lips and tongue, which he used to full advantage.
When he’d dazed her completely by sucking on her tongue and rasping the edges of his teeth over it, he spun her around. Coming up close behind her, he bracketed her hips with his arms and closed his hands around the ebony railing in front of them.
“Grab it, Linley,” he ordered seductively in her ear.
Her hesitation earned her a swat on the exposed cheek of her ass. She jumped, partly from surprise, and partly from something darker—needier—that wormed through her psyche.
“Now.”
She did as directed. An instant later, Ryder captured her hips and pulled them back. He nudged her feet outward, spreading her wide. Suddenly she was thankful for the cool, solid bar in her grip. It helped steady her when the world spun in dizzying circles.
“What are you doing?” She glanced over her shoulder, still never abandoning the steady reference he’d given her.
“Ridding you of this lingerie.” He snarled as he hooked his fingers in the delicate straps at her hip. “It is beautiful, though I’m sure I’ll prefer you naked. Don’t freak. I’ll replace it.”
“What?” She began to blink out of the sensual haze his undeniable authority had lulled her into.
The pressure on her hipbone built as he grasped the pretty material and yanked. The muscles in his chest and arms bulged an instant before the lace gave way with an audible tear that drew the attention of a couple passing by.
“Someone’s in for an evening to remember…” The man chuckled to his partner before they disappeared into one of the Downstairs’ playrooms.
Linley shrieked. “Everyone will see.”
“I know.” Ryder grinned. “And every last one of the men, plus some of the women, will know I’m the luckiest bastard here tonight. The Basement is naked only, wildcat.”
She grimaced, then shrugged.
“Good girl.” He petted her bare flank, certainly enjoying the view if the bob of his straining hard-on was any indication. “Now face forward and don’t turn around again unless I tell you to.”
He rose behind her, taking a moment to pause so that his pelvis aligned with the crack of her ass. The weight of his cock, which nestled between her cheeks, made her shiver. And certainly not because she was cold.
How could she feel chilled with him pressed tight to her, warming more than her body with his expert handling? Adventure, risk within limits, this crazy connection they shared, and the freedom to do what she had longed for all mixed into a ball of need that rocketed her beyond her inhibitions.
“Please, Ryder,” she begged. “I need you to fuck me.”
Rich laughter rained onto her back, which was parallel to the floor. “I don’t think so. Not yet, wildcat. You don’t want me bad enough.”
“I do.” She nearly shouted.
“When will you realize you’re not in the driver’s seat anymore?” He fisted her hair around his palm and wrist, leaning in close even as he forced her head to lift. Whispering in her ear, he promised, “I’ll take good care of you. On my time. In my way. If you’re lucky, I’ll let you choose which Basement room we w
ind up in. But you’d better behave if you’d like to pick.”
Linley couldn’t help herself. She twisted her head, testing the grip he had on her. The physical one, anyway. There was no doubt about the hold he had over her sexuality tonight. She’d follow him anywhere and obey his instructions because deep down she knew it was all designed for her pleasure.
Henry wouldn’t have allowed her to participate if anything else had been the case. He’d promised her it was safe here. Ryder reassured her with butterfly kisses on her cheek.
“You’re pretty when you’re defiant.” He spanked the other side of her ass, making her dance for him. “Does that mean you like to be punished?”
“Wouldn’t know.” She managed to inform him through gritted teeth.
Though honestly, she had some clue if the dampness between her thighs was any indication.
“You’ve never played rough before?” He gentled his clutch and his tone a tiny fraction. Enough that she rebelled.
“No. But don’t you dare slack off. I’m strong enough to take you. All of you.” The sting of his treatment surprised her.
“Don’t worry, wildcat.” He bit her shoulder. “I didn’t mean to insult you. I don’t doubt the stuff you’re made of. Look at you. Shining on your very first night.”
“Damn straight.” She relaxed a bit when he gripped her tighter. With his strong embrace, she knew he’d keep her in place. The revelation was freeing.
“So let’s get to it.” He slid one hand up the inside of her leg from her knee to the apex of her thighs, teasing over her now-naked pussy and even her ass. Then he moved on, dragging smooth nails up her spine until they encountered the clasp of her bra.
Unhooking it with a single deft flick, he allowed her breasts to hang free.
Ryder relinquished his grip on her hair. She rested her forehead on the railing and closed her eyes to savor the skimming of his hands over her shoulder blades then around her rib cage to cradle the mounds of her chest in his palms beneath the loose cups of her bra. Her nipples had to be stabbing his hands.
Aching, hard, and aroused, she tried to rub against him.
In an instant, his hands were gone, returning only in a slap on her bare ass.
“If you can’t stay still on your own, I’ll help you.” He growled as he wrapped an arm around her and used it to tug her upright. His hands swept along her shoulders, knocking her bra straps off them. The delicate garment fell to the floor, forgotten. “First, let me look at what’s mine…tonight.”
Did he hesitate because he’d like to stake a greater claim?
God, she hoped so.
Because when she faced the man before her and the intimate desire lasering from his stare, she hoped she could possess him too. One night just wasn’t going to be enough. No matter how amazing it had already turned out to be.
“Hell.” He stood there, fists clenched by his sides as he scanned her from head to toe.
When she reached out to him, he stumbled backward. Her hand hovered in midair.
“Give me a second.” His breath sawed in and out of his rapidly expanding and deflating chest. “Shit. Sorry.”
This time he cupped her hand in his and raised it to cover his hammering heart. The disc of his nipple tightened beneath the heel of her palm. “You’re affected too?”
“You’re only noticing now?” He grimaced. “I’m usually a lot better at this whole dominating stuff.”
“Seem to be doing fine to me.” She smiled shyly.
“I can’t keep my distance with you.” Ryder lifted her hand again, this time to nibble her knuckles with enough tenderness to melt her heart and any lingering flakes of frost caused by her recent introduction to a world he knew so well.
“At least we’re in this together then.” Linley rose onto her tiptoes to ask for a kiss. It wasn’t often she had to stretch to meet a man. The extra height he had on her tall frame pleased her.
Ryder obliged. He banded her in his strong arms and plastered them together from chest to toes. His stiff cock was trapped between them as they made out as if it were a limited-time deal. Hell, maybe it was.
What would happen after tonight?
Linley swore she’d enjoy every second until they parted ways. This could be her only chance to burn so bright.
“We are,” he whispered before giving her puffy lower lip one last nibble. “Now let’s get that fine ass to the Basement so I can show it off. The sooner you march down those stairs, the sooner we can apply for a room. You do want my cock buried in you in the near future, don’t you, wildcat?”
Grateful for his arm, which snaked around her waist, Linley nodded. She adored how easily he turned her knees to jelly. Everything in her strained to get closer to him. “Yes, sir.”
“You have no idea what it does to me when you call me that.” Ryder growled.
“I think I have a clue.” She glanced at the erection he sported. Thick, dark, and damp at the tip, there was no mistaking his arousal.
“Probably true.” The genuine amusement in his laugh hit her again. His similar sense of humor turned her on more than his not-quite-perfect good looks. The man ticked all her boxes and then some. “Careful. The treads are windy and it gets darker. Let your eyes adjust. I’ve got you.”
He ushered her down the spiral staircase into the Basement.
“Oh, wow.” She gasped as the night became a little more interesting, if such a thing was possible. Midnight paint graced ornate wood. Red accents became the highlight. Instead of seeming creepy, the ambiance lent itself to tucking closer to Ryder.
He braced her as they leveled out onto the dark boards of the flooring, covered in area rugs plush enough to curl her toes in. Instead of the refined sexuality of the area above, the Basement didn’t seek to sugarcoat anything. Leather seats directly faced black-painted equipment on a stone wall that would have put a medieval dungeon to shame.
Cries of torture were absent. But those of pure delight ran rampant.
Transfixed, she watched a woman writhe on a giant X leaned against the wall. Two men alternated delivering light blows with a tool sporting wide strips of some soft-looking material. “What’s that?”
Ryder stroked her hair. Patiently he explained, “The men are flogging her. It’s an introductory lesson. The Master on the right has been training her husband. Eventually he’ll graduate to a more intense implement.”
“That looks pretty extreme to me.” She wondered why it also turned her on. Moisture began to spill from her pussy onto the tops of her thighs, making her slightly self-conscious. Could Ryder tell?
From his flared nostrils when he glanced down at her, she guessed he could.
“Don’t tell me you dislike the idea. Does it look as if she’s enjoying herself?” Ryder gripped her chin and refused to allow her to glance away from the pure delight on the woman’s face as she stared longingly at her husband and the man he was willing to learn how to delight her from.
“Hell yes.” She sputtered.
“All right then.” Ryder nudged her forward with his knuckles between her shoulder blades. “Now wait until they watch you take your first spanking. You’re going to distract them all with your sweet submission. You’re a natural, Linley.”
She balked. In a lame attempt to delay, she objected. “Aren’t you going to show me the rooms first? My options?”
“You’ve trusted fate—and me—an awful lot tonight.” Ryder teased her earlobe with his teeth as he coaxed her into making a crazy decision, one she craved but would never have had the guts to opt for. “Why not see it through? I can’t wait much longer to have you. Let’s take the next available. We’ll make it ours, whatever we’re dealt. Remember, I won’t let you fall.”
Without debating, she zeroed in on the tone of his voice and the protective hold he had on her. She believed. When a server wearing a crisscross of black leather, and nothing else, passed nearby, she called out, “Excuse me. I’d like to put us on the waiting list.”
The man pau
sed. Though subtle in his expression, his appreciation couldn’t be missed or faked as his cock hardened before her eyes. “Master Ryder has a new toy? This should be fun.”
“Less commentary. More tendering of the lady’s request.” Ryder spoke in a firm tone the man responded to instantly.
“Yes sir.” He bowed and spun away.
“Thank you, Jay.” Ryder made sure to soften the point of his impatience.
“You’re welcome.” The man smiled over his shoulder. “I’m glad my break is due in a minute. A woman who riles you. This I have to see.”
Linley raised a brow as she met Ryder’s stare.
He shrugged. “There’s no use denying it. I’ve been pretty frank about your impact on me, haven’t I, wildcat?”
“It’s nice to know it’s not only me in a whole new world.” She nibbled her bottom lip, loving the dilation of his pupils.
“Something special is happening tonight.” He kissed her hard, then scooped her into his arms. “I plan to take full advantage.”
Ryder strode to the corner of the Basement. He plunked her down on her knees on two miniature platforms, which perched on top of black stilts. One supported each of her legs from mid-shin to knee. Her feet dangled off the ends. A little confused, she waited for Ryder to bend her over a rounded support, also elevated, at waist level. Next he placed each of her hands through a leather tube farther forward. At the end of each, a handle made a convenient place for her to grip and balance the weight of her upper body.
Though she never would have believed it, the minimalist contraption was actually quite comfortable, even after Ryder yanked on a cord that constricted the tubes around her arms, trapping her effectively.
Momentary panic had her testing the bonds. They were immovable.
“Shh.” Ryder was beside her in an instant. “It’s a natural response. Animal instinct. Use your mind, wildcat. Trust your body. You want this.”
One hand rubbed her back as the other slipped between her legs. Given the fluid glide of his fingers, she couldn’t deny the arousal coating her thicker by the instant.
She slowed her breathing and allowed herself to consider the reassuring pressure on her wrists and forearms.
