Caleb helped her out of her coat, his fingers lingering on the nape of her neck, which was exposed by her upswept hairstyle. The light, barely-there touch started the pulsing low in her belly. Jessamyn removed her boots and watched Caleb as he shed his own outerwear. His hair was the color of fine mahogany and was tousled from the wind. The man was incredibly easy on the eyes, but it was more than his rugged good looks that drew her. There was an underlying strength and an honesty in him that appealed to her.
He stood in her foyer, patiently waiting, and Jessamyn knew that he was looking for a sign from her, expecting her to take the lead. His eyes darkened, filling with desire when she held her hand out to him. His much larger fingers closed carefully over her own. Here was a man who was very much aware of his own strength and would never use it to hurt her. Closing her eyes for a moment, she took a deep breath before opening them and leading him up the stairs to her bedroom.
She’d known how tonight was going to end, so she’d spent part of her day preparing her room. The sheets were fresh and the covers were turned back invitingly. Strings of white mini lights adorned the windows, bathing the room in a soft glow, and scented candles were spread around the room just waiting to be lit and fill the air with their spicy scent.
Caleb took in the room at a glance. His eyes lingered on her queen-sized bed for an extra heart-stopping moment before he turned to her and smiled. “Thank you.”
His simple words pleased her. She knew that he understood that she’d done this for him. For them. For tonight. Leaving him standing by the bed, she walked around the room, lighting the candles one by one until the room was filled with their muted light.
“Take off your dress.”
Jessamyn spun around to face him. His face was etched with need and his hands were fisted at his sides. Usually, she was self-conscious about being naked in front of a new lover, but the rules didn’t seem to apply to Caleb, besides which, he’d already seen most of her. She knew she wasn’t thin, but she was comfortable in her own skin, and Caleb had left no doubt in her mind that her body turned him on.
Swaying her hips as she walked toward him, she enjoyed the way his eyes caressed her body from head to toe. Turning, she presented him with her back. “Would you unzip me?”
The sound of the zipper being drawn down was loud in the quiet of the room. Jessamyn could feel the cool air rush across her skin as the fabric was peeled back. He traced the long line of her spine with one finger, going from the nape of her neck and ending just above her panties. She shivered and stepped away.
“Finish it, Jessamyn.”
She turned to face him as she slowly pulled down the sleeves of the dress, allowing the bodice to fall to her waist. It clung to her hips for a moment before dropping to the floor. She stepped out of the fabric that had pooled around her feet and, wearing only her underwear and her thigh-high stockings, she faced him.
“Did I mention that I love your taste in lingerie?” His voice was hoarse and she could see the large bulge in the front of his pants. Oh, yes, he was very aroused.
Feeling wicked, Jessamyn gave a little twirl even as she cupped her breasts in her hands and massaged her swollen nipples with her fingers. “I thought you might like it.” She’d bought the green satin set to match her dress, and seeing the look in his eyes, it was worth every penny she’d paid for it.
“Strip for me. I want you naked.”
His words made the ache between her thighs stronger. She knew her panties were wet with need and had been that way for half the night. Dancing was an amazingly sensual experience with the right partner, and there was no doubt that Caleb was a master at it. The subtle touches and caresses he’d been giving her all night long had her blood thrumming with desire. But he wasn’t the only one who could play the game.
Taking her time, she slid one bra strap down over her shoulder. Then she did the same with the other one. Caleb’s breathing deepened as he watched her. “Why don’t you take off your jacket and stay awhile?” she purred seductively as she reached behind and unhooked the bra. It clung to her breasts for a heartbeat before falling to the floor.
Caleb unbuttoned his suit jacket, slid it off and tossed it onto a chair next to the bed. “The panties, Jessamyn.”
Ever so slowly, she bent forward. Her breasts felt swollen and heavy as they hung down in front of her. She could feel his eyes devouring her as she hooked her fingers into her panties and eased them down over her legs. Kicking them away, she poised her hands at the lace band at the top of her stocking.
“Leave them.” Caleb hadn’t wasted his time while he’d watched her strip. His shirt was hanging open in front of him and she could see his muscular chest and flat abs peeking out at her. She longed to see even more.
Feeling wicked and wanton, she sauntered over to him and went gracefully to her knees in front of him. “You tasted me. It’s only fair I get to taste you in return.”
Taking her time, she unbuckled his belt and then undid his pants. Pushing the fabric aside, she cupped his straining erection through the soft cotton of his briefs. “Jessamyn.” His fingers tangled in her hair as he pulled her face closer.
Laughing softly, she tugged the underwear down over his hips and let his erection spring free from its confinement as she shoved his clothing down to bunch around his ankles. His cock was huge and she could see the large vein pulsing as she wrapped her hand around the base and squeezed. The hands in her hair tightened as he kicked his pants and underwear out of the way.
Using her other hand, she cupped the soft, heavy sac hanging between his legs and gently rolled it between her fingers. Caleb groaned as he guided her mouth to the wet tip of his cock. Leaning forward, she lapped at the liquid seeping from the slit before lowering her mouth over the head.
“I want to fuck your mouth.”
His raw, earthy need pleased her and she swirled her tongue around his cock as she took him deeper into her mouth. She could feel her cream seeping from her core and down her inner thighs as her pussy contracted with need. Leaning close, she rubbed one of her swollen nipples over his thigh, enjoying the way the rough hair of his leg abraded her sensitive skin.
Both of them were breathing hard now as he began to thrust his hips back and forth, holding her face steady for his thrusts. Wrapping her arms around him, she cupped his ass and took his cock as deep into her mouth as she was able. She loved the taste of him, the way his huge cock filled her mouth, stretching it. She knew he was close and felt him start to pull away, but she wanted him to come in her mouth. Wanted to give him that pleasure, she tightened her grip on him and sucked him hard.
His hips jerked as he came. The gush of liquid made her choke slightly, but she quickly recovered and swallowed. She licked and sucked his cock until she knew she’d drained him dry. Sitting back on her heels, she stared up at him and licked her lips.
Caleb’s breathing was harsh as he struggled to draw in enough air. His hair was plastered against his forehead and as she watched, he shoved his fingers through it, pushing it out of the way. He shrugged out of his shirt and yanked off his socks, tossing both aside.
Jessamyn started at his feet and allowed her eyes to take in every inch of him, stopping when she got to his head. The man was magnificent. His legs were long and muscular and his waist lean. His large cock, which should have been softening, was instead growing hard again. She could feel her core throbbing in anticipation. His chest was thick and powerful, his shoulders wide. One corner of his mouth was kicked up in a smile and his golden eyes gleamed like that of a large predator.
He reached down and helped her stand, steadying her with his hands. “Do you trust me, Jessamyn?”
It surprised her slightly that she never even hesitated before she answered. “Yes.” She knew that Caleb would not hurt her.
“Good.” He leaned down and brushed his lips over hers, pulling away before she could deepen their kiss. “I’m glad.” She was bemused slightly when he turned and walked over to his suit jacket, reache
d into the pocket and pulled something out. She couldn’t quite see what it was and raised a quizzical eyebrow.
He allowed one of the items to dangle from his fingers. The sight of the soft, furry handcuffs in his hands both surprised and aroused her. Other than her rather ordinary vibrator, she’d never used any other toys.
“What else do you have?” She knew he had something else in his hand, but she couldn’t quite make out what it was.
“Why don’t you lie down on the bed and stretch your hands up to the headboard.” He walked back over to her and allowed one of the furry cuffs to brush against her nipple. Then he did the same with her other breast. “Play with me, Jessamyn.”
Her body pulsed with need unlike anything she’d ever felt. The man was practically making her come with his words alone. Her pussy throbbed painfully and her breasts ached unbearably as the sheer anticipation fired her blood.
Climbing up onto the bed, she lay down on the mattress and raised her hands over her head. Spreading her legs wide, she waited to see what Caleb would do.
Chapter Four
Caleb’s head was still reeling from the incredible orgasm he’d just experienced. He could still feel Jessamyn’s soft mouth wrapped around his cock. But as fantastic as that had felt, he knew it would pale in comparison to having her hot cunt grasping him tight as he thrust into her.
She was perfect for him, immediately responding to his every touch, his every caress. And her curves…well, his cock hardened every single time he looked at her and that had been a hard thing to hide for the last year. More than once, he’d been grateful he’d been wearing a jacket that covered his arousal.
He loved everything about her, from her independent spirit to her incredible strength of will. Then there was her offbeat sense of humor and her innate kindness to everyone she came in contact with. And now, here she was spread out on the bed before him, willing to do whatever he wanted. It was such an incredible turn-on that his cock was completely hard and ready to go again even though he’d only come a few minutes ago. Being around Jessamyn was very good for his male ego.
Walking over to the bed, he sat down next to her, placing the items he had in his hands on the mattress. “Close your eyes.”
“Why?”
He laughed. He knew her compliance was too good to last. “Because it will make all your other senses come alive that much more. You’ll feel everything more keenly. You won’t know when I’m going to touch you or where.” He could sense her growing arousal, see it in the way her breathing was getting shallower.
“I don’t think I can keep them closed.” She blinked at him and shrugged. In the candlelight her chocolate brown eyes looked even darker.
“You don’t have to worry about it if you’re wearing this.” He picked up a black satin blindfold and held it in front of her. He waited, giving her plenty of opportunity to protest. Instead, she closed her eyes and lifted her head.
He slipped the satin over her eyes and adjusted the elastic strap around the back of her head. Taking his time, he pulled the jeweled comb from her hair and unwound her hair, spreading it over the crisp white pillowcase. When he placed the comb on the bedside table, he noticed that the drawer wasn’t quite closed all the way. In the light from the candle, he could see a smooth white vibrator. He’d definitely make use of that. Carefully, he pulled the drawer open enough so he could remove it and place it on the table for easy access.
Sensing her growing restlessness, he started talking to her. “Sex is all about pleasure, Jessamyn, and a lot of my pleasure comes from watching you enjoy yourself.” He settled himself at the bottom of the bed and trailed one of the furry cuffs over her toes.
She jerked her foot away and laughed. “That tickles.”
“Hmm,” he agreed as he did the same with the other foot. She laughed again and while she was distracted, he stroked his finger over her clit. Her laughter immediately became a moan of need. “Pleasure and pain, laughter and arousal, they are just two sides of the same coin. One is close to the other, but it’s important to know where one ends and the other begins.”
Kneeling between her thighs, he leaned over her and licked one of her distended nipples. They were large and rosy and very responsive. When it was wet, he blew softly on it before dragging the fur across it. Jessamyn’s sweet cries of desire filled his ears as he did the same to her other breast.
Her hands came down to clutch at his shoulders and he captured them in his, raising them back over her head. He threaded the cuffs around a slat in the headboard and then cuffed one hand at a time. “Now you can’t move and you can’t see. Your pleasure is in my hands.”
A shudder wracked her body as she realized just how vulnerable she was, but she didn’t ask to be released. Instead she opened her legs wide, planted her feet on the bed and arched her pussy up toward him. Even now, she asserted herself, letting him know that she wasn’t powerless.
He smiled as he leaned down and kissed her. Taking his time, he licked her full lips until they parted for him. Then he slipped his tongue inside and took his time, exploring every crevice of her mouth. She tasted sweet from the wine she’d sipped in between their dances earlier this evening.
She’d felt at home in his embrace as he’d twirled her around the dance floor. It had been heavenly to hold her in his arms, but it had been pure torture as well. Every touch of her body against his, the scent of her perfume, even the sound of her voice turned him on. There was no way he was sitting out even a single dance and giving another man the opportunity to dance with her. In her festive dress, she’d fit perfectly among the holiday splendor. It had taken every ounce of discipline he’d possessed to keep from tossing her over his shoulder and dragging her out of the country club hours earlier. But he’d known she was enjoying herself and that was enough for him.
She slid her tongue into his mouth, returning his kiss with equal measure. He finally broke away and left a string of kisses on her face as he worked his way over to her ear. His tongue swirled around the outer edge before stroking inside. She moaned and tipped her head, silently encouraging him. He did it again and then lightly bit her earlobe. “I’m going to pleasure you until you come. Then I’m going to fuck you until you come again.”
“Oh, Caleb, I can’t take much more.” She arched up, rubbing her soft mound against his cock.
“Then I’d better work faster.” He nibbled the side of her neck as he worked his way toward her breasts. Cupping them with his hands, he rubbed her nipples with his thumbs before capturing them between his thumbs and forefingers, gently squeezing. Jessamyn bucked beneath him. He could see the fine sheen of perspiration on her body as she bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out.
Nudging her thighs with his, he pushed her legs open as he stroked his cock along the slick folds of her pussy and over her swollen clit. She tugged at the cuffs, unable to move her arms as he continued to tease her.
“I need more,” she cried out. “Please, Caleb.”
Reaching forward, he grabbed the vibrator from the nightstand and turned it on. The low humming sound made her gasp. “You wouldn’t?”
Caleb didn’t bother to reply. Starting at the inside of her knee, he stroked the smooth vibrator up her thigh toward her wet pussy.
Jessamyn gritted her teeth to keep from begging him to fuck her. She couldn’t believe how unbearably aroused she was. Even the air brushing against her skin was pure torture. She was poised on the edge, but he wasn’t ready to let her go over.
Never had she imagined letting a lover blindfold her and cuff her to the bed, and furthermore, she’d never imagined just how exciting and stimulating she would find those things. The fur lining of the cuffs were soft against her skin, but their strength assured her that she was well and truly caught. The satin of the blindfold rested lightly on her face, but it blocked out everything.
Her breasts ached from the touch of his mouth and his fingers. She never knew where he was going to touch her or with what. But the longer she was blindfolde
d the better she got at anticipating his next move. Sometimes it was something as subtle as the rustling of a sheet as he moved or a whisper of a breath before he blew on her skin. Every feeling, every sensation was magnified a hundred times.
But she was in agony now and needed to come. “Please, Caleb.” She cried out to him, pleading with him to help her. The familiar low hum of her vibrator had shocked her. “You wouldn’t?” she gasped. When she felt the vibration against her skin, she knew that he most definitely would.
He slid it up her thigh but lifted it so it didn’t brush against her pussy before dragging it down over her other leg. She tugged uselessly against the restraints. She wished she could see him, wanted to watch him pleasure her. By the second time he’d traced a path toward her core, she was ready for him. This time she timed his stroke and arched into it, pushing her pussy against the vibrator. She cried out as it touched her swollen clit. Caleb just calmly lifted the device away.
“Don’t you dare stop now,” she warned. Although she had no idea what she could do if he decided to stop. Her mouth was dry, but she could feel a bead of sweat as it rolled down her temple. Cream seeped from her core and slid down the dark cleft of her ass as she waited.
A puff of hot breath across her clit was the only warning she got before his tongue pressed down hard on it. At that exact same moment, Caleb slipped the smooth end of the vibrator inside her.
Jessamyn exploded. Spasm after spasm of pleasure went through her entire body as she arched her hips, drawing the vibrator deeper into her core. Caleb’s low, sexy laugh reached her ears just before he sucked hard on her clit. She swore she saw stars behind the blindfold as her pussy contracted again and again. When it was over, she felt totally boneless and melted back into the mattress.
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