by Roxie Rivera
"I thought we were going to make love. Isn't that what we're doing?"
"But why? Why me?" I tried not to come right out and say what truly concerned me. All evening, I'd been plagued with second thoughts. I tried not to let self-doubt invade my mind but I'd experienced enough heartache during high school to know men could be sorry ass liars.
Jack tilted his head. "Do you think I'm here with you because of your father?" He must have seen the uncertainty in my face. "Bee?"
"It wouldn't be the first time a man used me to get closer to my dad."
Aghast, he assured me, "This isn't quid pro quo, Bee. My vote to fund defense contracts is not for sale. And even if it was I sure as hell wouldn't be skin trading for it. That's not how I work, Phoebe. "
I gauged his sincerity. Jack was good at telling people what they wanted to hear but I could see the honesty in his face. He wasn't blowing smoke up my ass. He meant what he'd said. "I believe you, Jack."
"Good." He combed his fingers through his hair. "I know we don't agree politically but I would never use a young woman in that way. And especially not you," he added. "Never you."
My eyes widened at the emotion he allowed to fill his voice. "Especially me?"
He fixed me with that piercing gaze and my belly trembled. "You know what I mean, Bee."
"How long?" I wondered aloud, my mind reeling with his unexpected revelation. "How long have you been interested in me?"
"Too long," he admitted with some reluctance. "I tried to fight my attraction but you're a hard girl to forget. Lusting after you when you were a cheerleader in high school is not one of my prouder moments."
"Really?" I couldn't help but grin triumphantly. "I probably shouldn't be excited by that confession but I am."
Jack chuckled. "That's because we're on the same wavelength."
"Maybe," I said with a cheeky smile. "But I'm still not voting for you."
Jack laughed and reached for me. He dragged me tight to his chest. "Let me see if I can change your mind."
"Oh, I don't know, Congressman." I tapped his cheek. "You're going to have to be awfully persuasive."
"Sugar, that sounds like a dare." He claimed my mouth in a sensual kiss. I wound my arms around his neck and let him have his way with me. His hands roamed my body as he devoured my mouth. I mewled like a kitten as his tongue stabbed deep and his big hands cupped my bottom. He gave my ass a playful squeeze and I giggled against his mouth.
My fingers flicked through the buttons lining his dress shirt. He toed off his shoes and kicked them aside. His hands slipped under my camisole. He caressed my naked skin until I shivered. Slowly, he peppered kisses along the side of my neck and across my exposed collarbone and shoulder. I scratched my fingernails against his scalp and lightly teethed his ear. The low groan that left his throat made my toes curl.
I pushed the shirt down his arms but forgot about his cuff links. I made an apologetic face and quickly unfastened them. I tossed them onto the reading chair in the corner of my room. His shirt quickly followed. I spread my hands across his chest and enjoyed the strange sensation of his chest hair. All of the men I'd been with were big believers in manscaping. They waxed and shaved as if they were Olympic swimmers.
I never thought I'd find chest hair sexy but fuck me! It was hot. Jack surprised me with his well-defined muscles. I couldn't get enough of his hard body and ran my greedy hands up and down his skin. I nipped at his chest and let my tongue draw lazy circles around his nipples. He groaned roughly and tangled his hands in my hair. He forced my lips to meet his and claimed my mouth in a punishing kiss.
Wanting to make him feel as good as he'd made me back at the fundraiser, I dropped to my knees in front of him and unbuckled his belt. He sifted his fingers through my hair as I unzipped his pants and pulled them down his lean legs. An impressive erection tented the front of his boxers.
"Someone is happy to see me," I said with a teasing grin. My hand followed the outline of his package. I had a feeling I was going to be very happy when I got this gift unwrapped—and I was.
Jack had a big, throbbing dick. As he kicked off his bouncers, I licked my lips and feasted on the image of his huge cock. I couldn't wait to get my hands on it. From the very tip to the base, I stroked him slowly. He was so thick my fingers barely touched. My pussy clenched and my clit pulsed at the very thought of having his massive tool pounding into me.
Never one to waste an opportunity, I flicked my tongue all around the head of his dick. With long, slow swipes, I painted his cock with my spit. I fondled his plump sac and gave it a little squeeze. My tongue glided along his shaft and dipped even lower to his balls. He widened his thighs to give me the access I needed to really rock his world. I took my time sucking and licking and nibbling his sac.
Jack inhaled a ragged breath as I teased him with my tongue. I sucked his cock between my lips and bobbed up and down on his shaft. His fingers slid through my hair and found the back of my head. I hummed with enthusiasm as he started to fuck my face with his cock. I relaxed my jaw and let him take control.
He wasn't a jerk about it. Some guys would have taken that little bit of submission I'd just shown and gone wild, jamming their cocks down my throat and making me gag. Not Jack. No, he showed some self-control as he slowly plunged his dick into my mouth again and again. With each thrust, he deepened his reach and increased the pace. I put my hands on his thighs and accepted his thrusting cock.
"So fucking good." He murmured softly as he fucked my mouth. "Harder," he instructed. "Suck me harder, Bee."
Hearing him talk to me like that made me so damn wet. My pussy dripped and I squeezed my thighs together as my excitement overwhelmed me. I sucked his cock harder, wrapping my lips around his shaft and fluttering my tongue around the blunt, ruddy tip. He went deep, so deep I gagged and my eyes widened, but I didn't pull back. I let him stay there, let his cock nestle in the back of my throat until he decided he'd had enough.
When he retreated, I drew a noisy breath into my oxygen-starved lungs. He smiled down at me and tugged on my earlobe. "You don't have much practice at this, huh?"
I shook my head and replied, "But we've got all night to change that."
Laughing, Jack bent down and grasped my arms. "I've got a better idea."
"Oh?"
He nodded and sat down on my bed. "Strip."
I peeled out of my camisole and boyshorts. His appreciative gaze raked my naked form. He cupped my naked tits and playfully pinched my nipples. The dusky brown skin puckered to form tight peaks. He leaned forward and swiped his tongue around my nipples. He sucked me gently and lightly grazed my sensitive flesh with his teeth. My toes curled as he tormented my breasts with his mouth. "Jack! Oh. Oh!"
He released my nipple with a noisy pop and kissed my neck. I shivered in his big, strong arms. When he tugged me down on the bed, I willingly followed. His next instruction left me momentarily confused. "Turn around."
I frowned down at him. "What?"
He grinned and gave my butt a playful slap. "Straddle me but with your face toward my feet."
"Oh." I considered his description. "Oh!"
"Have you ever—?"
"Done sixty-nine? No."
"Do you want to?"
"Hell yes!" The thought of having his cock in my mouth while he licked my pussy left me overheated and thrilled. I hurried to switch around my position. He grasped my hips and pulled me even higher up his body. His hands settled on my lower back just seconds before his tongue delved into me. "God!"
He chuckled against my pussy but didn't stop eating me. I tossed my hair over my shoulder, grasped the base of his cock and started to blow him again. I wiggled my hips as his tongue penetrated me. It felt so wickedly good to have his tongue stabbing into me while I sucked his cock.
We drove each other crazy. Our tongues flicked and licked and swirled. I sucked hard on the head of his cock. He sucked my clit between his lips and fluttered his tongue across it. We groaned and moaned and rocked. My finge
rnails bit into his thighs. He held tight to my hips and feasted on my pussy.
I couldn't help it. I was going to come—and fucking hard. With his cock jammed deep in my mouth, I came with a muffled cry. The blissful explosions left me shuddering atop him. I collapsed on his larger frame and rested my cheek against his thigh.
"Oh, fuck." I panted heavily. "I just need a second."
Jack laughed and pushed me off of him onto the bed. He flipped me onto my back and crawled over me. His tongue stabbed inside my mouth in the most possessive way. I could taste and smell myself on him. The aphrodisiac effect left me trembling with need. I looped my arms around his neck and nudged his ear with my nose. "Fuck me, Jack."
He nuzzled my neck. "Are you on birth control?"
"Yes, but there are condoms in my drawer." I gestured to the bedside table where I kept certain supplies. Not wanting to offend him, I carefully explained, "I'm not okay with unsafe sex, Jack. Not even with you."
"I understand." He slid off me and leaned down to jerk open the drawer. "It's good that you respect your body."
I realized at the last second that he was going to discover more than just condoms in that drawer. Grabbing his arm, I urged, "Wait!"
Jack whistled loudly and then laughed. "Sugar, you are one kinky little bitch."
Face aflame with embarrassment, I tried to defend myself. "They're just sex toys!"
"And cuffs and blindfolds and a paddle," he said, lifting up the items he'd named. Obviously curious, he asked, "Did one of your boyfriends show you this?"
I shook my head. "I've never used any of that with anyone else. Sometimes I cuff one of my arms and blindfold myself so that it feels like a fantasy. I'm not brave enough to do it with anyone."
"You're fucking the wrong men."
"What?"
"You're fucking the wrong men." He tossed one of my bullet vibrators and a dildo onto the bed along with a bottle of lube, two condoms and the padded leather cuffs. "If you can't trust them to help you explore your fantasies, they aren't right for you."
I quirked an eyebrow. "And I guess you are?"
He leveled a stern gaze my way. "What do you think?"
I gulped. My gaze skipped from the toys to his face. "I think you're going to tie me up and fuck me."
"And?"
"And I'm going to enjoy it."
He caressed my thigh. "Good answer."
"Why two?" I pointed to the condom wrappers.
He picked up the lube and flipped the lid. "Have you ever been fucked in the ass?"
My jaw dropped. "No." I clenched my thighs together. "And I'm not going to be screwed that way tonight either."
He chuckled and slid his hands between my knees. "Relax, Bee. I'm not going to just barge in there. We're going to work our way up to it."
"Jack…"
He kissed me tenderly. "Just give it a try. If you don't like it, we'll stop."
I supposed that wasn't unreasonable. "And if I do like it?"
"I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk straight."
A flutter of excitement pierced my lower belly. "You might win my vote after all, Congressman."
Chapter Three
"First things first," Jack murmured before quickly securing my wrists overhead with the cuffs. He looped the chain dangling between the wide leather bands through the metal scrollwork of my headboard. When I was securely in place, he swept a hand down my front and played with my breasts. He pinched my nipples and made me yelp.
"Ow! Jack!' I tried to twist away from him but there was only so much slack on the chain. Part of me wanted to beg him to uncuff me but most of me delighted in being totally at his mercy.
"It's been a while since I've played these kinds of games," Jack admitted. "Campaign years are a son of a bitch on the social life." He traced my lips with his fingertip. "It's too bad you don't have a ball gag in here."
"You wouldn't!"
"Oh, sugar, I sure as hell would." He bent down and claimed my mouth in a ravenous kiss. "The thought of you bound and gagged makes my dick throb."
I couldn't believe his honesty. Wanting to be just as open with him, I confessed, "It sounds pretty hot."
Jack grinned and caressed my face. "I always knew that you were dangerous."
"Me? Dangerous?"
"You're too entirely too tempting, Phoebe."
"Am I?"
"You know you are."
I didn't know about all that. Before I could question him further, Jack's fingers penetrated my pussy. He curved them inside my slick channel and searched for my g-spot. My gasp of delight and wiggling hips told him exactly when he'd found it. Kneeling between my open thighs, he now used both hands to stimulate me. The thumb of his other hand strummed my clit.
When I was close to coming again and rocking my hips, he took the two fingers from my pussy and placed them against my virgin pucker. He swirled my own wetness around my hole and slowly pressed his finger into me. I tensed on instinct. Our gazes met and he silently willed me to relax. I closed my eyes and inhaled a long, deep breath. His finger breached me and I winced. It wasn't painful or anything, just really weird.
I felt the cool drizzle of lube on my skin. I watched his face as he smeared the lube between my cheeks and pushed forward again. One finger worked in and out of me at first but a second soon joined it. I wasn't so sure about this anal penetration business. It was just so fucking strange.
But then it started to feel really, really good. His fingers curved in my ass and stroked my inner walls in a way that transferred right to my clit. He kept stimulating me with his thumb, flicking my clit side to side until I pumped my hips and tugged at the leather cuffs holding my arms high overhead.
My lower belly wobbled and my gut clenched. "Jack," I begged. "Jack, please."
"Please, what, sugar?"
"Let me come," I pleaded. "Please. Oh, god! I want to come."
"Come for me, Bee. Come while I finger-fuck your tight little ass." That sexy Southern drawl sounded so deliciously dirty as he spoke his naughty command. His thumb moved faster now. The side to side motion pushed me over the edge and I came with a howl. "That's it, sugar. Come. Come hard."
I rode his fingers and gyrated atop the bed. Bursts of pleasure rattled me. Limp with satisfaction, I sagged against the bed and warily watched Jack. What in the world would he do now?
I got my answer rather quickly. He applied the condom to his massive erection and thrust inside my cunt with one swift thrust. "Ooh!"
He captured my mouth in a rough kiss. His cock stretched and filled me in ways I had never imagined. He felt so good inside me. I rose up to meet his thrusts as our tongues danced. He gripped the headboard as he fucked me, taking me hard and deep. I couldn't believe how feral he'd grown. Always Jack seemed so in control and cool. Now he looked wild and unkempt as he fucked me.
Was it me? Had I done this? Had I inspired this sudden change?
"Phoebe," he whispered my name in between kisses. "God, sugar! Your pussy is so fucking tight. So damn wet." He groaned and dropped his forehead to mine. "You're going to kill me."
"Ah!" I cried out as he angled his hips and sat back on his heels. He fucked me with shallow thrusts. The head of his cock nudged my g-spot again and again. I curled my fingers until my nails dimpled my palms. "Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Jack's thumb found my clit again. "Come for me, Bee. Let me feel your pussy milking cock, sugar. Come on. Come. Come!"
I shattered with a high-pitched squeal. Jack practically growled as I came. My cunt rhythmically clenched his cock as the waves of pleasure rolled through me. I thought for sure he'd come with me but the man showed amazing stamina and control.
Nostrils flaring and chest glistening with sweat, he pulled free from my pussy and grabbed the dildo. He put the other condom on it and slathered the latex sheath with lubricant. It wasn't a very thick dildo or even very long. I wasn't into huge toys and preferred the less scary, more petite sized rubber and silicone cocks.
Jack
switched on the bullet vibrator and held it to my clit. I started to moan as he pushed the tip of the dildo into my ass. The foreign invasion was eased by the aftershocks of my orgasm. I inhaled a shuddery breath as the blunt tip of the dildo slipped inside my ass. It wasn't as wide as Jack's two fingers had been but it was fuller and firmer inside me. "Ah!"
"Are you okay?" He stroked my thigh. "Too much?"
I shook my head. "It feels different—but good."
Soon the dildo was almost completely inside me. "Still okay?"
I nodded. "Yes."
"Let's see how this goes." Jack stunned me by lining up with my pussy again and slowly entering me. My eyes widened and my lips parted as he penetrated me. His unexpected action took me completely by surprise. He groaned as he thrust into me. "Fuck!"
Still reeling with the shock of having his cock in my pussy and that dildo in my ass, I gazed up into his handsome face. "Jack!"
He nibbled my lower lip and kissed me with such tenderness. "Sugar, you feel so good. So tight. So hot."
"Ah!" I tipped my head back and moaned as he kissed the curve of my throat. The vibrating bullet returned to my clit and I lost it. Jack continued to fuck with me measured thrusts. The toy in my ass stretched me and amplified every nerve-ending below my waist. I couldn't even form words as he rocked my world. It was wild and wicked and almost more than I could process.
Every time I got close to an orgasm, Jack removed the vibrator from my clit. He pressed it to my left nipple and then the right. The tremors penetrated my puckered flesh and left me trembling and begging. "Please, Jack! Please!"
"No." Jack kissed me long and hard. His tongue stabbed between my lips and twirled with mine. "Not yet."
"Oh! Please! Please!"
But he showed no mercy.
Jack unlatched one of my leather cuffs and pulled out of me. I blinked with surprise at how quickly he'd moved. In the next instant, he was flipping me onto my stomach. He grasped my waist and pulled me up onto my knees. With my ass in the air and my pussy aching for him, I pushed back toward him and practically begged him to fuck me. "Jack! Now!"
