Be with Me

by Maya Banks

  his mouth.

  Wild. God. He felt so wild. Unleashed. All that power simmering, just waiting to boil out.

  He tore at her clothes, and she tore at his. Hot, breathless, they went after each other like starving animals. He yanked at her shirt, ripping it over her head. It went sailing across the kitchen.

  They made short work of the clothes, and then they were pressed tight together.

  He hoisted her up his body again until she straddled him as she had before. He tilted his head back as she claimed his mouth. Savage. It was all she could think as she swooped down like a bird of prey.

  He brought out the animal in her. He made her wild, just as she imagined he was. How long she had waited to tap into that tightly held control.

  It was a dark, heady sensation. Frightened? She was scared to death. In a thrilling, oh-my-God-I-can’t-wait way.

  She devoured his mouth. If he thought he was the only one with wild, kinky fantasies, he was so in for a surprise.

  His hands gripped her hips, hauling her close, cradling her pussy against his rigid erection. Her swollen folds slid up and down the back of his cock. His heat scorched her. Seared her pussy and sent tremors racing through her core.

  “I want you,” she whispered. “You, Sawyer. The real you. That’s the man I love.”

  He groaned against her lips. “You’re going to be the death of me, Reggie.”

  He pushed off the counter and stalked across the kitchen, his arms around her, holding her tight against his chest. She bounced with each stride, and his cock bumped tantalizing close to her entrance. Just a little bit higher and she could sheathe him. She groaned when, instead, she slid farther down, and the tip of his penis brushed across her lower abdomen.

  When they reached the living room, he put her down abruptly, her feet colliding with the floor. He closed in fast, not giving her a chance to breathe. She backed as he stalked. Her breasts brushed against his chest.

  A ripple of awareness shuddered through her. Her nipples, already painfully taut, twitched and stabbed forward.

  She felt hunted. And dear God, but she’d never been as turned on as she was right now. Sawyer was one big ball of quivering testosterone.

  Muscles bulging, his eyes simmering with the promise of exactly what he was going to do to her, he came to a halt when she bumped into the back of the couch.

  A slow, predatory smile curved his mouth. His eyes glinted with satisfaction.

  “You remember my fantasy,” he said in a near growl that sent shivers racing down her spine.

  Oh holy hell, she hoped he was serious about bending her over the couch and fucking her senseless.

  She gulped and nodded. Her gaze drifted down to his groin. His cock, thick and ruddy, jutted upward from the triangle of coarse hair.

  She licked her lips as she remembered the taste and feel of him on her tongue, how he’d spilled into her mouth. Only this time he wasn’t going in her mouth.

  Sweet Lord she’d waited forever for this.

  He plucked her off her feet, twisted her in his hands so she faced away from him, and bent her over the back of the couch. She put her hands out to catch herself on the soft cushions as her feet dangled down the back.

  Heaven help her, her ass was stuck in the air.

  His hands came down on her back. Heated palms. She flinched as he slid them down her spine to her ass, cupping and kneading each cheek.

  There was no buildup, no teasing. He spread her, she felt the bump of his cock against her entrance, and then he thrust into her.

  She lurched forward, her eyes flying open, her mouth open in a silent scream. Delicious pleasure ripped through her pussy as she convulsed around him, the tissues grabbing and sucking hungrily at him.

  His hard belly pressed against her buttocks as he strained, pushed, rode her. His hands grasped at her hips, pulling her back, meeting his forward thrusts with edgy desperation.

  She had no chance to process, to filter the barrage of sensations. His deep penetration, the angle of his cock, her release flashed over her with lightning precision, tightening and squeezing every nerve ending.

  His pelvis slapped forcefully against her ass. She was stretched tight around him, and each thrust sent a spasm coursing through her pussy.

  “Give it to me, Reggie. Come.”

  His fingers dug into her skin as he rocked against her. He paused then slowly withdrew, dragging his cock across her engorged flesh. He was nearly out of her, the head of his penis rimming her entrance when he suddenly lunged forward again, sinking deeper than before.

  She threw her head back and yelled as she came apart in his hands. He pounded furiously against her, and she went liquid around him. Her vision blurred. Her body pulsed and contracted. Everything went fuzzy and she lost all sense of time and place. All she could do was feel.

  Feel.

  Sawyer’s big body covered her. He heaved against her back, dragging breaths in and out of his mouth. Then his lips moved sensuously up the nape of her neck.

  “I’ll be right back,” he murmured.

  Back? Where the hell was he going? She started to push herself upright, but he planted a hand in the middle of her back and held her in place.

  “Oh no,” he said in a soft voice. “You don’t move.”

  She shuddered but remained where she was.

  He reached for her hands, pulling them up and around to the small of her back. Then he leaned over so his mouth was close to her ear.

  “Does this hurt you? Your ribs?”

  She shook her head vigorously. Ribs? Did she even have ribs? The only thing she was aware of was her pulsing vagina. And the fact that she wanted him again. Now.

  He gathered her hands closer together and then he wrapped something around her wrists. He twisted and rotated the material, and she realized he was tying her hands with her underwear, or rather doing an intricate figure eight to secure her wrists together.

  “Hey,” she protested. “What the hell are you doing?” She pulled against the material but her hands remained tightly bound together.

  His hand skated up her back to her neck and then into her hair. He gathered the strands in his fist and pulled upward with a gentleness that didn’t denounce the authority of his grip.

  “My way, Reggie. You asked and now you’re getting. Just say the word, and we’ll quit.”

  “Kiss my ass,” she muttered.

  He laughed then bent over and pressed a tender kiss to her left ass cheek. “I’ll take that as I’m shutting up now. Please fuck me, Sawyer.”

  “Bastard.”

  She closed her eyes and imagined what she looked like. Perched over the back of the couch, her ass in the air, feet dangling off the floor, her wrists bound together with her own panties. She shivered and closed her eyes.

  His footsteps retreated, and she heard him go up the stairs. She lay there trying to catch her breath, tried to collect her scattered thoughts. What the hell was he doing?

  A few minutes later, she heard the slight sound of his bare feet padding across the wood floor. No preamble. His work-roughened hands slid across her ass, spread her, and he sank inside her again.

  Oh damn, he was hard already. And she was still shaking from her orgasm. Each thrust was sensitive to the point of pain as his thick cock pushed and pulled over swollen nerves.

  “You feel so damn good,” he rasped. “I’m like some two-minute teenager around you, Reggie. I lose it as soon as I touch you.”

  She smiled and closed her eyes again as he sank gently into her welcoming body. Forward. So slow. Back. With exquisite tenderness. Who said he sucked at the slow, sweet lovemaking?

  Then he pulled out of her, and she squirmed in protest. His light chuckle brushed over her ears, and then she heard a squirting sound.

  One thumb, slick with gel, rubbed over the seam of her ass. She flinched and gasped as he paused right over the tight entrance and pressed his thumb inward. Her body protested the invasion at first, holding resistance, but he persist
ed and with a light pop, his thumb sank inside.

  Her mind buzzed. Her breaths came in rapid hiccups, and heat raced through her body, bathing it in a warm flush. Her breasts tingled, the nipples beading and straining.

  He gently worked his thumb in and out of the tight hole as he smeared lubricant on the outside and the inside. She knew what he wanted, and if she could collect her senses long enough, she’d be begging for him to take her.

  A shudder rolled up her spine when he pulled his finger away. There was barely a moment before it was replaced with the blunt head of his cock. Swollen and hard, it pressed against the small ring.

  There was a battle as her body fought to keep him out, and he refused to back down. With one hand pressed to the small of her back, holding her in place, he held his cock to her anus with his other hand. His knuckles brushed against her cheek as he pushed forward.

  Her body opened around him, stretching with fiery torment. Her stomach clenched, her pussy quivered, and her entire ass was on fire.

  And then he slid forward as her body gave way and surrendered.

  Her head lurched up and she cried out. Oh dear God it hurt. Just when she was about to tell him to get the pole he’d just thrust up her ass out, the burn gave way to an indescribable sensation.

  There weren’t words. He withdrew slowly and the relief was overwhelming. But then he thrust forward again, and she bit her lip as the burning returned.

  “Relax,” he murmured. “Give in, Reggie.”

  She sucked in air through her nose and clenched her jaw against the urge to scream. Not in pain. No, it hurt but in a good, good way. How twisted was that?

  She moaned as he withdrew, allowing the head of his cock to further stretch the entrance. Then he lunged forward, burying himself to the balls in her ass.

  His fingers curled around her bound wrists, and he held her as he rode her relentlessly, his balls slapping against her pussy with each pump of his hips.

  Just when she thought he would come, he slowed his pace, pulling out and letting the head of his cock rest against her spasming hole.

  She felt it quiver and begin to close, regaining its normal shape. And then he tucked his cock against the ring and thrust forward again, reopening her mercilessly.

  “Goddamn it, Sawyer!”

  He paused, his balls sandwiched against her pussy, his cock as deep as he could work it into her ass.

  “Hurt, Reggie?”

  “Yes, no, yes, damn it.”

  He chuckled. “Hurts good, doesn’t it?”

  “I’ll get you for this,” she muttered. “I swear I will.”

  “Just remember you asked for it, honey. I’m only giving you what you demanded.”

  He slid back and thrust again and she moaned.

  “It’s damn hard to work with you two making so much noise,” Cam said dryly.

  Regina’s head popped up, and she saw Cam leaning against the doorway to the living room. There was no disguising the bulge between his legs or the fact that his gaze was fastened on Sawyer’s cock sliding back and forth into her ass.

  “Get off on looking at another man’s dick?” she snarled as embarrassment heated her cheeks.

  Cam smiled lazily. “I do when it’s stuck up your sweet little ass, Reggie darling. I believe it’s called dick envy. And right now I envy his.”

  “You could do something about that mouth of hers,” Sawyer offered.

  “Mmmm, I think you’re right.”

  Cam pushed off the doorway and sauntered over to the couch. Regina’s heart pounded even as Sawyer pounded her ass. The rasp of Cam’s zipper echoed through the room.

  He didn’t bother getting undressed. He merely reached in and pulled his cock out of his jeans. He threaded one hand through her hair and pulled upward so that her mouth was just inches from his erection.

  And Sawyer thought Cam was all cultured and sensitive? Right now he resembled a caveman. All he-man and alpha, commanding his woman to pleasure him.

  It pissed her off and thrilled the hell out of her all at the same time.

  He positioned himself on his knees on the couch, adjusted her head to the proper level and then rubbed his cock over her lips.

  “Open up, love,” he ordered.

  “I ought to bite it off,” she said sullenly.

  Sawyer smacked her ass with the palm of his hand. The sound ricocheted like gunfire through the room. She jumped and let out a cry of surprise as heat raced across her ass.

  “Be nice, baby doll. Men don’t like to have their dicks threatened.”

  Holy hell in a bucket. She was so close to coming. She should turn around and kick his ass for spanking her. Spanking! But she was too close to something truly incredible to even launch a faint protest.

  “Be a good girl and suck his dick, Reggie. Do it or you don’t get to come.”

  “What the fuck?” she growled.

  But she was prevented from saying more when Cam took advantage of her open mouth and thrust inside.

  She was suspended between the two men, buffeted from two sides. Cam thrust into her mouth while Sawyer continued his relentless assault on her ass.

  Sawyer rammed deep and stopped, his thighs pressed against her ass. He just stood there, and she realized he was probably watching Cam fuck her mouth. It should have dawned on her that Sawyer was the voyeuristic type. Hell, she guessed they all had to be somewhat turned on by watching if they could all get it on with her at the same time.

  “Had to tie her up, Sawyer?” Cam asked with amusement. “Did she threaten to kick your ass?”

  She grunted around a mouthful of his cock, but he only thrust deeper to quiet her.

  Sawyer’s hands skimmed over her ass, touching and petting as he remained buried and unmoving in her bowels.

  “I think she looks cute when she’s helpless. She couldn’t hurt a flea in her position. How many times do you get to see that?” Sawyer asked, and she could hear the smile in his voice.

  She nipped downward with her teeth, forcing Cam’s penis to scrape as he withdrew.

  “Hey, watch it now,” Cam warned.

  Sawyer admonished her with another smack on the ass, and she tightened all over.

  “You know, Sawyer, I think she likes that,” Cam said. He reached under to cup her breast, running his thumb over the achingly hard nipple.

  “Fhhuck wu,” she growled around his cock.

  In response, he sent his dick sliding even deeper into her mouth, until it nudged the back of her throat.

  Whatever happened to treating her like a piece of glass? To wrapping her up in cotton because they were afraid she would break? Right now she was being treated more like a damn sex slave.

  And hell if she didn’t abso-freaking-lutely love it.

  “Think we should let her come?” Sawyer asked in a nonchalant voice.

  “Mmmm, maybe.”

  She rolled her tongue over Cam’s cock and sucked as he slid back into her mouth. He groaned.

  “Oh yeah, Reggie, you definitely know how to get what you want.”

  She smiled. They weren’t the only ones with evil weapons in their arsenals. Two could play this vicious seduction game.

  Sawyer hoisted her hips so that her belly no longer rested over