by Melody Anne
Nicole leaned against the railing and tried to get her body back under control. She was playing a game with a man who could eat her for lunch. He’d been the one in control from the moment she made that phone call and he was once again letting her know it. She could feel her breathing slowly get back under control and her heart return beating at a normal rate. She continued to stare out at the nearly black sky.
In Seattle a clear night was a rare thing and that night was no exception. It was unusually warm but the cloud cover made the deck completely sealed off from the rest of the world. She would gain control over her raging hormones and slip back inside and away from the party she should’ve never attended in the first place. She should be helping her sister, not flirting with the man who was making her into something she despised.
As Nicole was getting ready to turn back around, she felt Ryan come up behind her, his hands wrapping around her body. Her pulse skyrocketed and her breathing exercises went out the window. One touch from him and she felt like a bowl of jello, with zero control over her own body.
His hands were splayed across her stomach and his body was pressed along the length of her back. She could feel his hot breath on her neck and couldn’t stop the shiver running down her spine. He said nothing, as he stood there and rubbed circles on her quivering stomach.
“I really need to get back and check on Patsy,” she said, barely above a whisper.
“She has round the clock care, so what’s your hurry?” he asked, before she felt the press of his lips on her neck. She was barely able to contain the groan wanting to escape her throat. His mouth felt so good touching her skin. He was kissing along the length of her neck and she could feel the swipe of his tongue along her beating pulse point. She would stop him in just a moment. He’d asked her a question but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember what it was.
His hands continued to caress her stomach, causing her body to shake with need. She was quickly losing her resolve to walk away. What would it hurt to have one night of recklessness? She’d always been the good girl, the responsible one, the one who could be counted on. She’d always walked away to make a better choice. Their making love again was inevitable, so why keep fighting it.
“Tell me you want me,” he demanded of her. His hands were skimming higher and she could feel the brush of them on the underside of her breasts, which were swollen and aching to feel his masculine hands grip them. Her nipples were straining against her bra and the lace was irritating her sensitive skin. She’d never wanted her clothing off so badly. She’d never wanted a man to touch her more than she wanted her next breath of oxygen.
“No,” she finally managed to choke out. He seemed to tense for a moment, before he growled low in his throat and bit the side of her neck. She felt a slight sting and then unbelievable pleasure as he ran his tongue over the spot and then sucked it into his mouth.
His hands finally pushed over the mounds of her breasts and she gasped as his thumbs rubbed over her tightened nipples. He rubbed his hips into her backside and she could feel his erection pushing into her. She couldn’t stop herself from pressing her body back into his. His growl of pleasure gave her a boldness she didn’t know she possessed.
He quickly turned her around molding his mouth to hers and all other thoughts were wiped from her mind. When his tongue slipped inside, she saw an explosion of light behind her eyelids.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him, as his hands roamed all over her body. She didn’t know how or when it happened but suddenly she felt the warm breeze on her naked breasts a few seconds before she felt his mouth break from hers, only to take her swollen bud into his mouth.
She threw her head back as he lavished her aching breasts. He took his time on one, before switching to the other, to give it equal attention. She could feel the heat pooling in her core and wanted nothing more than for him to fill the void inside her.
His hands were rubbing along her thighs and she wanted more. She needed him in a way she’d never needed a man before. He was turning her into an addict for his body. The things he did to her were almost worth the guilt when it was over.
Ryan pulled her dress up and groaned aloud at the wisp of fabric covering her core. She was suddenly grateful Jasmine had made her purchase the sexy lingerie.
His hand brushed over the fabric and he lost all sense of control when he felt the wetness soaking the thin material. She was the most responsive woman he’d ever been with and there was nothing fake about her. She was all woman and she was writhing in pleasure beneath his touch. It was quickly sending him over the edge. He grabbed the side of her thong and it easily ripped in his hand and left her uncovered for his pleasure. He’d never wanted light more in his life than at that moment. He could barely see her body and he wanted to take in every inch of her.
He grabbed her in his arms and laid her down in one of the loungers on the deck. He buried his head in the juncture between her thighs and as her sweet scent hit him, he felt his body pulse in painful desire. She was so beautiful and the groans coming from her were making him realize he wasn’t going to last long. He wanted to draw it out but there would be next time for that.
Nicole jerked in pleasure at the first swipe of his tongue against her aroused flesh. She’d never felt so out of control and couldn’t stop moving under his masterful administrations to her sensitive body. He swiped his tongue along her moist folds and took the sensitized bud into his mouth gently sucking it. That was all it took to send her flying over a cliff, which seemed to have no bottom. Her body jerked in a powerful orgasm as wave after wave of ecstasy washed through her. She was shaking as the pleasure rushed through her in what seemed like an endless storm.
She felt his finger dip inside of her heat and wanted to shake her head no. She couldn’t take any more lovemaking. Her body was spent and she could barely breathe as it was. His tongue traveled the length of her body upwards, until his lips fastened onto her still sensitive nipples once again. She felt a stirring in her stomach, as he took the still hardened peaks into his mouth and sucked them deep inside. When he gently bit down on her, her back arched off the lounger and she felt the stirrings of pleasure start to rise again.
She’d heard about women who could have more than one orgasm but she’d never thought she could be so sexual. Her eyes widened in shock, as she felt the heat building to an unbearable pitch again. His fingers were still inside her, slowly pumping in and out of her heated folds and she once again started to wiggle beneath his administering. He moved his body upwards and suddenly his lips were fastened onto hers.
He thrust his tongue inside of her mouth, giving as much as he took. He moved his hand from her body and she cried out at the empty feeling. She needed more but she didn’t even know what that need was. “Please,” she cried out not knowing what she was crying out for.
She felt the weight of his body, as he settled over her thighs. He was gloriously naked above her and she greedily rubbed her hands along the muscled length of his back and arms. He was kissing her so deeply she could barely breathe but she didn’t care. She didn’t need oxygen. She didn’t need anything but the feeling he was bringing her. She suddenly felt pressure as he pushed up against her opening and a new wave of heat hit her, moistening her body for his entrance.
He lifted his lips from hers and bit gently down on her neck again, as he thrust inside her in one long motion. She tensed up from the sheer size of the man. She knew it would be a long time before she could take him inside her, without feeling stretched beyond her limits. Her body took him in and as she adjusted around him, the pleasure was almost too much to bear. She heard him swear, as he tried to gain some control of himself. She felt him start to pull out of her but she was finally adjusting to his size and she wanted him to move within her, not leave her empty.
Ryan could feel he’d stretched her too much. He was too big for her and needed to get some control over himself. How could he forget the sight of his sheets the last time? Then she wr
apped her legs around his back and jerked her hips upwards and he lost all sense of control. With her thrust upwards, he was sent over the edge and there was no going back.
Nicole could feel the sheen of sweat from both their bodies, allowing them to easily rub against each other. As he grabbed her hips and started thrusting in and out of her, faster and faster, she was quickly building up to a crashing crescendo. Her nipples were rubbing up against his hard chest and every time he sunk deep inside of her, her swollen nub would brush against his pelvic bone. Between all the sensations he was giving her, she could feel the orgasm getting ready to take her away. She held onto him and didn’t even think about fighting it.
He was pushing into her harder and harder and suddenly she couldn’t take any more and her body tensed, as the most earth shattering explosion washed through her. She shook as wave after wave of electricity shot through her body. Her legs were in a death grip around his back and her nails dug into his shoulders. The release washed through her, over and over again and she couldn’t prevent the cry that rang from her scorched throat.
Ryan was barely hanging on to his sanity as he pushed deep inside of her and when she started gripping him, he was completely lost. He let his own cry of pleasure ring out as he emptied himself deep inside of her. She was the most passionate woman he’d ever taken and he didn’t want it to end but how could he not want to feel total completion? It was unlike anything else he’d ever experienced. She continued to grip him in convulsions, draining him of every last ounce of himself. He fell against her in satisfaction, then shifted them to their sides.
His body was burning up and he was grateful for the gentle breeze blowing against them. He couldn’t open his eyes as he laid there with her in his arms. He stroked her back and neither of them said anything. They could always talk later.
Chapter Six
Nicole woke up because she was freezing. She started to panic as she wondered where she was. As she moved and felt the arms around her, everything came back to her with the force of a wrecking crane.
She couldn’t believe how easily she’d fallen into his arms once again. She was never going to convince the man he didn’t want to be in a relationship with her, when she continued to fall into bed with him the second he touched her. Her entire goal was for him to get sick of her so she and Patsy could get on with their lives. She was already starting to have deep feelings for him again and that would never do. He was simply with her to exact some kind of revenge for the way she’d left him. He couldn’t know she’d done it for the best possible reasons.
She slowly began to untangle herself from his arms. He started to stir and she went completely still. She wanted nothing more than to get as far from him as she could and figure out what she was going to do next. She knew he would be angry with her, as he’d told her she wouldn’t run from his bed again but that was one thing in her control and she couldn’t let it go. Besides, she wasn’t technically in a bed so she wasn’t breaking any of his ridiculous rules.
She finally managed to untangle herself from his arms and searched the darkened deck for her missing clothes. Luckily, the dress never came off all the way and her light jacket was easy to find. She couldn’t spot her panties and decided she didn’t care.
She walked towards the doors and spotted the deck chair under the door knob. She was both horrified and relieved to see it. She was glad no one had been able to come out and spot her lying in his arms, half naked and yet horrified that he’d thought to enclose the two of them. He must’ve had zero doubts she would succumb to him once again.
She was trying to decide how to remove the chair, without making any noise, when she spotted a stair case to her left. She walked over and was relieved to see it led to the yard below. She knew the walk back to his house was a long one but there was a trail and it would be good for her. She would have plenty of time to think about what she was going to do next.
Ryan woke up a while after Nicole slipped away and looked around in disbelief. He couldn’t believe she’d once again run out on him. He’d told her she wasn’t to leave his bed. He had to smile to himself mockingly, considering she didn’t really break his rule as they’d fallen asleep in a lounger. He jumped up and straightened out his clothing. The sun was just starting to come up in the sky, giving him a bit of light.
He spotted her delicate panties, which were completely destroyed. He threw them in his pocket, then looked over the deck. There was no sign of her, anywhere. He saw the chair was still under the doorknob so he knew she must’ve escaped down the stairs.
He squared his shoulders and headed towards his vehicle. There was no way he wanted to risk running into his cousin, with his knowing eyes. He wouldn’t live it down that his woman snuck off in the middle of the night. Hell, Derek and Drew were both incredibly lucky men. They had beautiful wives who idolized them. Their women were in no way push-over’s and had certainly given his cousins a run for their money. But he knew they didn’t slip from their beds in the middle of the night. No, his cousins most likely woke up to be satisfied fully each morning, instead of left aching.
Luckily, there was no one about at the early hour of the morning and he was able to sneak off. He headed straight for home, where he planned on having a rip roaring fight with his woman and she would certainly learn her place. He was going to teach her that her place was in his bed. He cringed a bit at what a chauvinist he sounded like but he didn’t care, she was his and she needed to learn that.
Ryan wasn’t normally a man who ever accepted defeat, which was why he had billions in his bank account and she would soon learn this fact. He pulled into his driveway in anticipation. He slowed the car as he drove up the long driveway. He could take his time now because he knew soon he would get what he wanted.
He stepped through the front doors and all was quiet in the house. He peaked in on Patsy, who was sleeping soundly. He smiled at her much healthier complexion, knowing she was going to be okay. That alone was worth all the heartache her sister was giving him.
He climbed the stairs and of course she wasn’t in his room. He blew out a breath of frustration. He next went to the room he’d found her in the last time and opened the door. His breath was knocked out of him. Standing before him was Nicole in nothing but a towel. She was so unbelievably gorgeous, even without a lick of make-up on her face and her hair hanging wetly down her back.
She glared at him and he glared right back. It was time to let her know how a proper mistress acted. She seemed to have forgotten in the last couple of weeks.
“I woke up alone again,” he stated the obvious.
“And this concerns me how?” she asked with a raise of her brows. Her snide answer sent his blood to boiling.
“I told you that you won’t leave my bed in the middle of the night,” he growled at her.
“And I told you I’ll do as I please,” she snapped right back. He slowly began to stalk her and he was satisfied when her eyes rounded and she started to retreat from him.
“Are you trying to break our agreement Nicole?” he asked quietly.
“You don’t own me,” she whispered.
“Oh but I do own you Nicole. Our agreement is I help your sister and you’re my mistress until I see fit of disposing of you. You aren’t keeping me very happy right now so I guess I could throw you and Patsy out of here. Then she wouldn’t get the medical treatment she still needs,” he threatened her. He knew he was sinking to an all-time low but he was so angry he didn’t even care.
“You wouldn’t do that,” she said but not with much confidence.
“Try me. Leave my bed again before I’m ready for you too and you’ll see exactly what I’ll do,” he said with a confident smile. He prayed she wouldn’t call his bluff because there was no way in hell he’d punish Patsy. His ace in the hole was that Nicole had no idea what he would or wouldn’t do.
“I hate you,” she spat at him. He smiled hugely at her, as his gaze flicked over her body. She was flushed and her breathing was coming o
ut in pants. She may hate him but her body wanted him and she couldn’t deny that.
“You sure haven’t acted like you hate me when you’re moaning in my arms,” he said with confidence.
“How can you be so sure I’m not faking the whole thing?” she said with her own version of a cocky smile. She wasn’t pulling it off. His eyes narrowed even further and he stalked closer to her. He now had her backed up to the bed, with nowhere for her to go. He was breathing just as heavily as her and his temper was close to the snapping point.
He ran his hand along the top of the towel, making her body shiver, betraying her words. He smiled in triumph once again and she continued to glare at him. She’d thrown down her bluff and he’d won. It was definitely a heady feeling.
“Deny it all you want but you want me just as badly as I want you. You can play the martyr but we both know sharing my bed is no hardship for you,” he said, as he continued to caress her skin.
She said nothing else, she knew she’d lost the small battle but she wouldn’t concede the entire war. She tilted her chin in defiance, which only made him smile more. He grabbed the knot on her towel and in one movement he ripped the thing off of her, leaving her completely naked in front of him.
