A Risky Dance

by Monika Summerville

  She saw his eyes pinch closed and he nodded. He held out his hand. “Come on.”

  Sophie felt only fifty-fifty that going back to his place wasn’t completely insane. He seemed like an okay guy who liked sex and he did have a great body. She really couldn’t wait to taste his cock, but she’d been on the receiving end of okay guys before and it could be ugly.

  She didn’t take his hand and walked past him toward the corner.

  Chapter Three

  There was something about this woman...Riley watched her walk toward the street and stop on the sidewalk. She turned and looked at him from his eyes to thighs. He could almost feel her eyes tear his clothes off and his cock jumped again.

  It amazed him how smooth she walked in those three inch heels and how her ass moved left to right. It appeared to be a subtle movement and not too dramatic. Her clock was wound tight and he wondered if he’d be able to make her come.

  He loved a challenge and although this woman’s attitude could easily piss him off, there was just something about her that attracted him to no end.

  “What’s your name?” he asked and moved closer to her.

  Stepping a couple inches from him, she smirked. “You can call me Anna.”

  They walked toward the first intersection and he pointed down the street. “I live just down there. Is that a lie? Your name?”

  Riley stopped at the corner and looked both ways. Taking her arm, he crossed the street against the light and she stayed in step with him.

  “I never give my real name. It creates too many complications. I learned that in college.”

  “Where’d you go?”

  “Back east.”

  Riley closed the gap between them and moved his hand around her waist. When she tried to move away he tightened his grip on her. “You don’t like to give much away, do you?”

  “This isn’t twenty questions, is it?”

  “I’m trying to get to know you better, so you’ll accept a drink from me when we get to my condo.”

  “Why would I want another drink?”

  “It seems to me that you need to relax a little.” He turned toward the front of his building.

  She stopped and looked up at him. “I never relax, Mr. Frost. It can get you killed.”

  “You never relax?” He crossed his arms over his chest and waited for her to explain. He saw her glance past his shoulder and grimace. It told him that she might walk away. He grabbed her hand and steered her into the building. When they stopped at the elevator, he put his hand on her ass.

  “I’m an attorney, Anna. I ask a lot of questions.” He wiggled his eyebrows and saw her lips curl just a little.

  The door opened and they stepped in. He pushed in his code and hit a button to the thirtieth floor.

  “You live on the top floor?”

  As she leaned against the wall, he pressed his body onto hers and moved his hand up the side. “I really like this dress. It has easy access to your nipples.” His thumb moved under the fabric and, like he had outside the bar, pushed it aside. Her breast was gorgeous and he couldn’t wait for a taste. Leaning over, he took the hard tip into his mouth, bit down, and licked his tongue over the tight bud. He heard her suck in a breath and stood back up, keeping his thumb over the nipple and rubbing it in circles.

  “How tall are you without those sexy heels?”

  She opened her eyes. “Five-foot-seven. Answer my question.”

  He pulled the fabric back over her breast and watched her take her shoes off and sink down.

  “Yes. I live on the top floor.”

  The doors slid open and he walked directly into his condo with her behind him. They went straight into the living-room and when she turned to look toward the kitchen he moved behind her. With his hands he lifted the back of her dress and rubbed his hand between the crack.

  “You must be well off, as an attorney,” she said and looked over her shoulder at him.

  He moved his lips along her neck and bit at her earlobe. “Yes, I am. You’re going to take this dress off now and then you will bend over the back of my couch with hands flat on the cushions.” He put both hands around her and flattened them against her stomach.

  While she struggled to lift the dress over her head, he put a hand between her legs from the back and felt her slick warmth. His middle finger found her hole and moved into it. His cock began to pulse with energy. “I was afraid you’d cool off on the walk over, but I worried for no reason.”

  He helped her get the dress all the way off and dropped it onto the floor. Her hair floated down over his shoulder and he felt ready to burst. The hand that held her waist moved up and cupped her beautiful breast. He wanted his pants off as his cock pressed against the zipper, but he continued to massage her breast and pinched the nipple.

  “Perfect fit, I read once a long time ago that a woman’s breasts were perfect if they fit into a champagne glass. I prefer if they fit into my hand,” he whispered and pinched her nipple again. He increased the pressure until he felt her lean against his chest and put her hand over his. “I’m not making you uncomfortable, am I?”

  “No.”

  He pinched harder. “Now?”

  She squirmed a little in his arms and her breath caught. “No, it’s fine.” She looked at him over her shoulder again. “I’m not a very patient person, Mr. Frost. You are going to fuck me sometime in the next hour, right?”

  “I’m not in any hurry, Anna. I’ll screw your lights out eventually, but I like to play with my toys and I can guarantee by the time I’m through licking your pussy you’ll be begging me to fuck you. It’s not easy with me. I should add you’ll be here a while because I don’t rush anything. Give your impatience the night off.” He pushed her to the couch. “Hands down flat on the cushions and don’t move an inch. I’ll be right back.”

  He started to the stairwell and heard her ask, “You’re not a Dom, are you?”

  He turned back around and admired her ass. “What if I am?”

  “Great,” she said with a touch of sarcasm.

  “Hmm...it may take more than a butt plug to bring you to the edge. You better behave or I’ll get out my bamboo cane. Your ass would look incredible with bright red slashes across it.”

  * * * *

  Sophie listened to his footsteps move up the stairs and then straightened up to get the blood flow back into her legs.

  This Riley Frost caught her interest, but she felt they might be on two different schedules. If it ran on a battery, she’d used it and lost count of the number of times she’d been whipped. She doubted he’d bring anything new to the game, but he did have a nice body and she wanted to touch his cock. It might be fun to suck him down her throat.

  She heard a door slam and softer footfalls in the hall above her. She bent back over the couch and put her hands flat. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him come down and put some things on a table. His chest was bare, but she couldn’t see him from the ribs down.

  He moved up to her side and put his hand on her back. Then he flat palmed her ass with a hard slap.

  “Hey, what was that for?” She snarled from her position.

  “You moved, sweet toy.”

  She looked at the couch and couldn’t figure out how he knew she stood up. “This position causes my feet to go numb. I needed to straighten up to get the blood flow moving south again. If they’re numb, I can’t move and I suppose you could carry me around. I don’t want to break my ankles again.”

  He swatted her cheek again, harder than the first time. “You should have said something before. I could have made a different arrangement. If you need to move say the word ‘ankle,’ okay?”

  “Fine.” She waited.

  After a few minutes, he leaned over and attached a nipple clamp onto one of her breasts. It was like nothing she’d ever seen before. It looked like a ring with a small license plate screw. He began to twist the flat screw and she felt the ring tighten. A pulse of energy flew from her breast down to her pussy and she moa
ned. He put another ring on the other nipple and tightened it.

  “If we play together often, I’ll insist these stay on twenty-four-seven. I’ll call you up during the day, when you’re at whatever job you do and ask you to tighten them. Believe me when I say if you try to fake a response over the phone, I’ll know it.” He tightened the clamp to the point of pain and she gasped. He then backed off just a little.

  Her breaths became a pant and she felt her lower lips tighten. She wanted to squirm, but wasn’t sure what he’d do. She heard something snap and felt one of his fingers move up her wet lips.

  “Move your feet apart,” he ordered.

  She complied and his hands spread her cheeks and one of his fingers moved over her anus. It slid into the tight opening and moved around in a circle. Sophie thought this was the lubricating part and figured he’d take her ass. When his finger came out, she felt something hard press through the tight ring and knew it was a butt plug. It felt cold as ice and the size caused her to suck in her breath when he pushed it all the way in. All she knew was she felt ready to orgasm and that damn plug seemed big. He pumped it several times which almost sent her over the edge, but she couldn’t allow that. She’d only ever come once with a man and planned to never do it again. It made their egos explode.

  “How are the ankles doing?” he asked.

  Ankles? What are ankles? she thought. She rolled her feet in circles. “Fine,” was all she could say.

  “Ready for more?” His warm hand moved over her butt cheek and down her thigh.

  She took in a breath. “Bring it.”

  After a couple of seconds, he started to play with her clit and she felt another clamp which he started to tighten very slowly. With each twist, Sophie felt every part of her body tingle and started to squirm.

  “Oh sweet God,” she hissed.

  “Don’t move, sweetie. Hold very still. I don’t want to have to punish you,” he said.

  Sophie found it hard to hold still. She tried to grab the fabric on the cushion, but it was too stiff. His fingers opened her hole and slid a medium sized bullet between the lips and into her channel. She felt the vibration start and it killed her not to come. She felt like a volcano ready to erupt.

  She’d been so busy paying attention to her pelvis and butt that she didn’t realize he’d moved in front of her. His hand was on her forehead and when she looked up all she could see was his cock. In his hand he held the control for the bullet and she watched as his thumb slid the switch up. The vibration in her pussy increased ten-fold and she nearly screamed. It was all she could do to breathe.

  His actions seemed so unexpected to her. No man she’d ever been with came anywhere near getting her to orgasm this fast. Her legs started to lose strength and her arms began to shake. Her stomach rested on the couch and was the only thing that held her up.

  “Open wide, baby.” He smiled and moved her hair up onto her back.

  Sophie had never experienced anything like this. Her body vibrated so hard, she didn’t give a shit what he did. She wouldn’t tell him but he’d been right about disappointing women he fucked. She wanted, she needed, and thought, for once, the orgasm might be worth all he did to her.

  She opened and Riley directed the head into her mouth. Pre-cum smeared over her lips and she tried to look up at him when his hard penis slid over her tongue.

  He held up the control device for the bullet and increased the vibration again, and then started to move his cock to the back of her throat. He fisted her hair on either side of her head and began a slow pumping action. Between that and the mini-vibrator, Sophie went to another part of her brain. The pressure built in all parts of her body and the rings around her tits and clit seemed to grow tighter. She’d gotten so lost in her own body that when the orgasm started, she realized that Riley fucked her mouth with wild abandon. She moved one of her hands up to his thigh to hold on and when the waves started, she dug her nails into his skin. The only thing that kept her from moaning loud was his cock jamming in and out of her throat. That fact alone made the sensation more intense and hard to remember to breathe between pumps.

  His grip on her head tightened and she felt his semen start to shoot down her throat. She swallowed and heard him groan. He stopped moving and kept his cock in her mouth. He still felt hard. She moved her hand from his leg and cupped his warm testicles and found that sensitive spot just behind them. She pressed on it several times and Riley jerked, spilling more cum into her throat.

  He let out a low grunt and when his cock moved out of her mouth, the one arm that held her up collapsed. She landed face first onto the cushions and felt Riley moving her hair. He kissed her temple. She couldn’t catch her breath easily in this position and tried to adjust back to reality. This guy did something to her. Maybe he’d hypnotized her, but the experience was outside her comfort zone and she didn’t know how to take it.

  She felt him gently remove the butt plug and bullet. He leaned over her and put a hand on her back.

  “How do you feel?” he asked.

  “Numb,” she said and tried to push herself up.

  His hand moved under her arm pits and helped pull her up. He got her turned around so her butt perched on the back of the couch.

  It was the first time she’d seen his whole naked body and thought he definitely was a ten, maybe an eleven. He wasn’t overly muscle bound and didn’t have a six-pack on his gut, but he looked toned and obviously took care of himself. He kept his arm around her and wouldn’t let go of her hand.

  “I should go,” she said.

  Two fingers moved her chin up and he looked her in the eye. “Sweetheart, if you think we’re finished, guess again. My cock is already thinking about your pussy and ass. We’ve only just started.”

  He scooped her up into his arms and walked into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and asked her to grab two bottles of water.

  Sophie thought she should protest and insist he let her down so she could leave, but Riley moved up in her estimation and might be able to hold her interest.

  Chapter Four

  Riley set her down on the bed and opened a bottle for her. “If the clamp on your clit hurts, I’ll loosen it.” He watched her sip the water.

  “It’s fine.”

  He walked onto the bed and sat behind her, leaned against the headboard, and ran his hand down her back. She sat up straight on the side of the bed and glanced at him over her shoulder.

  “So, you’re a Dom?” she asked.

  He smiled. “Not anymore. I still have toys and sometimes the desire.”

  She turned around to face him and he put his hand under her breast. “Why’d you quit?”

  “The repetition became dull. You can only whip someone’s ass so many times before it doesn’t produce the excitement. A friend said he’d started taking on virgins and that’s not my game.” He saw a little response on her face. “I also never found a woman who felt the adventure deep down. You seem like someone willing to take risks and enjoy them.” A mask covered her face and he could tell she thought about his last statement.

  “You got bored? Did you get into ropes or cutting?”

  “I did feel bored until about an hour ago. You don’t seem like much of a sub, but I think you like those nipple clamps. That little bit of skin peeking out of the top drives me to distraction.” He moved his hand and pinched the end of her nipple. “And no, ropes are too intense and I’m not into blood.”

  “These clamps are unusual. I’ve never seen anything like them,” Sophie said.

  “A friend of mine makes them. It’s based on the spring in an old-fashioned wind up watch. They loosen as you play with them and that’s why they need to be tightened.”

  Her breath caught and she closed her eyes as he lightly touched the tip of her nipple. Riley felt his cock twitch and was close to coming back to life.

  He got up on his knees and put his hands on either side of her face. “No, no, no. Open your eyes, baby. You need to watch what we’re going to do
.” He took the water out of her hand and set on the nightstand.

  “What is your plan?” She opened her eyes.

  “First of all, I think those clamps need to be tighter. Then I’m going to eat you and fuck your pussy. Then, after a short break, we’ll tighten again and you’ll be on your hands and knees while I take your ass. I may break out a vibrator, but I’m not sure we’ll need it.”

  “You’re very organized. The clamps are tight enough.” She smirked.

  “Oh, baby, that was the wrong thing to say.” He grinned. “Arms over your head and lay back on the bed.”

  “What?”

  “You heard me.” He moved over her to help adjust her position and pressed the weight of his body on her. Digging a cuff out from between the bed and the wall, he grabbed her wrist and wrapped the cuff around it tight. He did the same with her other arm.

  When he looked down at her, the shock on her face surprised him, but didn’t stop his plan. “Are you with me, Anna?”

  She nodded and smiled up at him. “Bring it.”

  He got off the bed, went to a cupboard that sat in the corner of the room, and reached to the top. With a key in his hand he opened the door. At the bottom was a three-foot wooden post that had cuffs attached to the ends.

  He knew she watched him and gave him a halfhearted fight while he cuffed her ankles to the piece of wood. Once he attached them, he moved her feet toward her butt so her knees bent. Her knees were pressed together and he pushed them apart moving his hands down the inside of her thighs. Placing his knees over the board, he adjusted things a little, but kept his hands on her thighs. His thumbs grazed over her pussy and he heard her suck in a breath and she closed her eyes.

  “Open your eyes again, Anna, or your punishment will be quite severe.” He smiled when she looked up at him and almost fucked her when she licked her lips. One of his thumbs moved up into her hole. “So warm and wet. You’re killing me, babe. I can’t wait to taste you, but want you to watch.”