Wild Fury_Fury Security

by Lindsay Cross

How could she forget? They’d both experimented together back then, most of it new and young and fresh, learning what they did and didn’t like. “Yes, Cole.”

  His eyes darkened. “Say my name again.”

  She arched her back off the mattress. “Cole.” She drew out his name, pouring every ounce of desire she could into her voice.

  Cole closed his eyes, as if he were striving for control. When he opened them again, any trace of gentle kindness was gone. His eyes were black, his expression completely dominant. “I’ve dreamed of you saying my name. You have no idea how many nights you’ve taunted me.” Cole fell to his elbows, letting his hips rest between her spread thighs. “How many nights you’ve tortured me.”

  His head dropped, hovering just above her right breast, so that she could feel his hot breath on her skin. “Tomi?”

  “Yes, Cole?” she panted, the anticipation driving her crazy.

  “Don’t let go of that headboard.”

  Before she could agree, his hot mouth closed over her tight nipple, drawing her between his lips with a hard tug. She cried out, her back leaving the mattress once more, as she dug her nails into the headboard to hold on for dear life.

  He continued to suck and lick her, nipping playfully with his hard teeth until she was whimpering and squirming. And then, she almost couldn’t bear it, he switched to her other breast and lavished the same attention there. Only Cole had ever made her feel this way, but they’d always gone at lovemaking hard and fast. Not this slow torture.

  “Please.”

  He relented, lifting his head to blow cool air on her tortured bud, and then she felt his tongue circling her sensitive tip. Light little flicks teasing her flesh. Chill bumps spread like wildfire across her skin. “Please what?”

  “I need more,” she panted.

  “I’m going to give you more, baby girl. Don’t you worry about that.”

  13

  How could he have ever let her get away from him? Tomi was perfect. Her responses were so open and honest—one of the things he’d always loved about her. She didn’t hold back, and there wasn’t a single ounce of coyness in her bones. She responded to his touch instantly and with abandon. Had he possessed the patience, or the control, he’d worship her body all night and day before taking her, but he needed to get inside her. His cock was so hard it was painful. Still, he needed her to crave him as badly as he craved her, and he wouldn’t relent until he drove her wild.

  He blew across her wet nipple again, enjoying the spikes of chill bumps that the cool air brought, almost as much as he enjoyed hearing her ragged breath. If she responded this intently to a little bit of nipple play, he couldn’t wait to go deeper.

  He wanted to learn her limits and test her boundaries and drive her over the edge.

  “Do you know how beautiful your nipples are?”

  “N-no,” she stuttered.

  “They make my mouth water.” Slowly he drew her nipple back into his mouth, with more force this time, savoring her cries. “I could stay here all night, showing you just how much I love them.”

  He kissed his way across her chest, amazed by the softness of her skin. He drew her nipple between his teeth, biting down with enough pressure to cause her to cry out once more. “Did I hurt you?”

  “No, Cole. God, no.”

  Cole chuckled at her earnest cry. It required finesse, but just the right amount of pain could push a person’s pleasure beyond the normal boundaries. There was a lot he’d learned over the years, and he intended to teach Tomi all of it.

  “Turn over onto your stomach. You can hold the edge of the mattress.” Tomi scrambled to do his bidding, and he moved back a little to give her some room. When she settled once more, hands over her head, legs spread around his, ass on glorious display in that red thong, Cole took a minute to get his raging body back in control before he let his hands move down the long row of hook-and-eye closures lining the back of the corset. Quickly, he opened the bodice, pulled it out from beneath her, and tossed it across the room. It was like opening a Christmas present.

  Just as he’d done before, Cole placed his hands on her back and warmed up her skin by rubbing his palms in slow circles. And then he lowered his mouth to her back, trailing light kisses between her shoulders, down her spine, and up the delicious curve of her waist. She’d always been the most sensitive on her back, and apparently that hadn’t changed one bit. She was wiggling all over the place, making sweet sounds, and gasping with his every kiss.

  Wondering if he could make her forget and let go of the mattress, he increased the strength of his mouth on her back, sucking her skin between his lips. He started at the bottom and worked his way up, sliding his chest over her ass and her back until he reached the nape of her neck. He pushed a few blonde strands out of the way, clearing his path to suckle her neck. She bucked beneath him, her butt pushing back against his cock. Cole let his hand dip between them so that his fingers traced the line between those soft globes. “I’m going to take you here, Tomi. Like this. Not now, but it’s going to happen.” He applied the slightest pressure with his finger, and Tomi moaned.

  “I’m going to take all of you this time.” His hand dipped farther down, feeling the slick heat saturating her panties. She was soaking wet. “That turns you on, doesn’t it, baby girl? Thinking of me inside you. Thinking of my cock in that sweet ass.”

  Her hands fisted the sheets and she arched her back, giving him easier access. The need to possess her rose like an uncontrollable beast inside him. Before he knew it, he was on his knee—one hand in her hair, the other shoving her panties down so he could see her naked slick folds. He shoved a hand between her thighs, teasing her nub, playing her body like an instrument. Her hips jerked and she cried out helplessly.

  “Yes, yes!”

  Her sharp cries drove him. He traced her slit, soaking his finger in her juices before traveling up to her forbidden entrance. He applied just enough pressure for her to feel it. “Do you want to come?”

  He pushed a little deeper.

  “Yes, Cole, please!” Her voice rose even higher.

  “You beg so prettily,” he said in a harsh tone, fighting to control himself, when all he wanted to do was rip off his pants and take her.

  But he didn’t want to take her like this, not the first time. He wanted to show her how much she meant to him. Cole reined in the savage need, gripped her hips, and flipped her onto her back.

  “Cole,” her voice was a breathy whisper.

  “Hands,” he commanded.

  She gripped the headboard and spread her knees wide, tilting her hips, offering herself up to him. “Sweet Jesus, you’re bare.” He’d felt it with his fingers, but seeing her pink folds laid out for him like a gift from God himself was his undoing. He couldn’t take it slow anymore. Cole dropped to his chest, scooped her ass up into his hands, and lifted her pussy to his mouth. His lips closed over her nub and he sucked, tasting her juices, driving them both mad.

  Tomi screamed and bucked; he knew she was close to the edge. He’d promised her pleasure. He promised her he’d make her come again and again. With a single-minded determination, Cole lashed her nub with his tongue until she was a quivering mass of need that he could mold. And when he knew she was close to the edge, he lifted his head and commanded, “Come for me, baby girl. Now.”

  And then he lowered his mouth back down to her pussy and lapped up her juices as she came apart in his arms, screaming his name.

  Tomi’s entire world shattered. Sharp pinpricks of pleasure exploded into fire bursts, blinding her. She knew she was screaming, but she couldn’t stop herself. Cole’s tongue had unleashed the floodgates inside her, and she was flying. Soaring above the clouds, shuddering with pleasure. And when she started to sink back down from the sky, Cole was there to catch her in his arms.

  He rose over her, completely covering her. When his lips touched hers, she could taste herself on him, and the erotic knowledge drove her crazy.

  Somehow, by a miracle, her han
ds were still on the headboard. Her entire body was quivering, shaking from being pushed over that mountain.

  “Are you ready for me, Tomi?” He’d already taken off his pants, and his cock, long and thick, hung between them, pulsing and hard and ready for her.

  “Yes, I’m ready, Cole,” she somehow managed to get out of her mouth.

  He braced himself, lowering one hand onto the mattress near her head. The other he wrapped around his cock and guided himself between her legs. She couldn’t tear her gaze away. His thick head pressed against her entrance as he slowly began to sink inside her. “Are you okay, baby?”

  “Cole, please. I need you inside me now. All the way.” He’d probably spank her later for that demand, but damned if she cared. If he didn’t take her, and take her hard like she needed, she was going to die.

  “Fuck, fuck, you feel so good. So damn tight.” His eyes narrowed into slits, and his jaw clenched as he worked inside her. With slow, short pumps, he pushed past her barriers, stretching her in a way she hadn’t been stretched for over ten years.

  Sweet, merciful Jesus, she’d forgotten he was this big. His sheer size was enough to push her over the edge.

  “Am I hurting you?” He stopped, still not even halfway in.

  Tomi planted her feet on the mattress and lifted her hips, groaning with frustration. “Please Cole, now.” Could he not see how much she needed him?

  Sweat beaded along his brow. They didn’t move. “I told you I would never hurt you.”

  Tomi opened her eyes, looked up at him so he could see she was serious, and said exactly what she’d been thinking, “If you don’t fuck me, I’m going to die.”

  The hesitation on Cole’s face disappeared. He grabbed her hips and drove into her in one long, hard thrust that filled her with cascades of pleasure and pain. The combination was so intense, she couldn’t tell which was which, only that she wanted more. And Cole gave it to her. He pulled out and slammed into her, steady and hard, just like she needed. Each thrust stretched her. Each slide of his skin inside her pushed her closer to the edge. She was slipping…she couldn’t hold on much longer. “Cole, I need to touch you.”

  Cole didn’t answer her. He just kept plowing, taking her with a ferocity that made her entire body shake. She was getting closer, so close she knew she was going to shatter, and she couldn’t do it alone. With a cry, she let go and clutched his shoulders for dear life.

  Cole groaned and thrust hard, and Tomi shattered—the orgasm so intense she couldn’t scream, she couldn’t moan. Deep, throbbing spasms built from her core and spread throughout her body. She opened her mouth, trying to get a breath, but the pleasure had taken over. Cole continued to thrust inside her, driving her orgasm on and on into one long, unending ride.

  She knew her nails were digging into his skin, but if she let go, she would tumble out of control, and she needed him to ground her. She needed him to guide her.

  “Fuck, Tomi, I can’t hold on any longer.” Cole’s harsh voice barely penetrated the fog of arousal that had taken control of her body. She felt his thrust hit harder, then he pulled out and released on her belly. Tomi gasped in a breath, fighting for the oxygen her lungs so desperately needed. Cole shuddered above her, catching himself on his elbows when he fell so he wouldn’t crush her. After a few moments, his harsh breaths penetrated her mind, and she realized she was still holding on to his shoulders. “Cole?”

  “You okay, baby?”

  Oh, she was more than okay. She’d never been more okay in her life. “I’m fine.”

  “Stay there, I’ll clean you up.”

  Tomi simply nodded and kept her eyes closed, the only thing she had the strength to do. The mattress dipped when he left, but before she could protest his absence, it dipped again. She felt the warm, wet cloth as he cleaned himself off of her stomach and then, a few moments later, his heartbeat against her chest. He’d settled next to her, pulling her into the shelter of his arms. “I missed you so much, Tomi,” he said quietly. “Please don’t leave me again.”

  Cole’s breathing evened out a few moments later, indicating he’d fallen asleep, but Tomi was wide awake, despite the fact he had just given her the best orgasms of her life.

  Could she stay with him? Could they really be happy together, despite everything that had happened between them? Despite her suspicion that he still hadn’t told her everything about the auction…

  She warred with herself, fighting the urge to just give in to him. Finally, after a frustrating hour of indecision, Tomi decided she didn’t have to make her mind up right now. He’d said three days. She still had time.

  14

  “I told you not to move. You’re already up to fifteen licks.” Cole sat in the kitchen chair with a satisfied smirk on his devilishly handsome face.

  Tomi wiggled uncomfortably, feeling totally exposed on the small kitchen table. He’d woken her with a passionate kiss, swatted her behind, and told her to go take a shower. Once she was out, he’d said, he would join her in the kitchen for breakfast. If she’d known exactly what he’d intended, she might’ve thought twice before entering the kitchen in the outfit he’d laid out for her.

  “You can’t expect me to stay like this.” Yes, her tone was indignant, but there was nothing dignified about what he was doing to her.

  “I’m just admiring that beautiful ass and thinking about how much more gorgeous it’s going to be when it’s red from my spanking,” Cole said without relenting in the least.

  She twisted her head to glare at him. He put her on the kitchen table, a sturdy chunk of wood with four thick legs and a polished top. At first glance, the outfit he’d picked out for her was almost demure, a short, sheer baby doll that barely skimmed the tops of her thighs. But he’d ordered her to present herself to him like she was breakfast—bent over at the waist, knees tucked under her chest, head down on the table, and ass up in the air. In this position, the teddy did nothing to shield her body. Neither did the thin scrap of lace that couldn’t properly be called a thong.

  “You’re a monster,” she said.

  This elicited another chuckle from Cole. “I told you not to take your hands off that headboard.”

  There was nothing but satisfied amusement in his deep drawl.

  “I told you I needed to touch you.” It’s not like she hadn’t tried to listen and obey.

  She heard the scrape of the chair legs, signaling he’d stood. She closed her eyes and let her forehead rest on the table, trying to predict his next move. She sensed his touch a split second before his fingers gently skimmed up her spine, pushing the worthless baby doll up to expose even more flesh. “You don’t get to tell me anything.”

  Dear Lord, she’d known he would say that. But he’d driven her beyond the ability to think or be logical, and it was his fault. Changing her tone, Tomi tried another approach. “Cole, you don’t understand. I couldn’t help myself. I had to hold on to you.”

  He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her spine; she arched reflexively, a shudder of pleasure working across her entire body.

  “I know.”

  Tomi stiffened. He knew? “Then why are you punishing me?”

  His hand slid down the curve of her back and gently caressed the curve of her exposed ass. “Because I told you I would.”

  His simple answer set her teeth on edge.

  Cole said, “Are you scared?”

  No, she wasn’t scared; she was pissed. Although she wasn’t stupid enough to say that to him. She could tell he’d gone into total Dom mode and was just looking for an excuse to get started on that promised spanking. “Would it help if I was?”

  Cole laughed out loud, and even though she was aggravated by the position he’d forced her into, she couldn’t help but enjoy the sweet sound coming from his lips. Cole used to laugh all the time. It was just one of the many things she’d missed.

  “Not at all.” He continued rubbing her ass, stepping fully behind her so that he palmed each side with a hand, kneading and squeezing he
r.

  She tensed—partly from fear, partly from anticipation. Cole had only spanked her once before. It had been a first for both of them, and they’d both been clumsy with it, but from the natural air of authority radiating from his body now, she knew Cole was experienced. She knew that he would give her pleasure. A pleasure she’d been unable to find ever since she’d left him. “Do I get a safe word?”

  Cole paused and she almost groaned, his kneading had turned pleasant. Then his touch left her completely, and he walked around in front of her, squatting down so that he could look her in the eye over the edge of the table. “Are you worried that I’ll hurt you?”

  Her heart melted at the genuine concern on his face. “No, I know you won’t hurt me.”

  His gaze, already black with desire, darkened. Her body responded to that look as if he’d reached down and stroked her core. “Do you have any idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that?”

  He slipped a hand under her chin, tilting her head up so that he could press a kiss to her lips. Her chest clenched; her heart constricted. How could a man so strong be so gentle?

  “Everything about you makes me happy, Tomi. You don’t need a safe word with me. If you want me to stop, all you have to do is tell me to stop.”

  Those words stole her breath away. “Thank you.”

  “I know I told you this before, but I need to say it again. I never stopped wanting you. These next couple of days are a gift I intend to savor to the fullest. And I want to give you all the pleasure that you can handle. Do I hope that it convinces you to stay with me? Hell, yes, I do. Will I make you? Never.”

  A shudder worked through her entire body, and she had to close her eyes to regain control of her breath and her thoughts. Cole’s vulnerability was so unexpected. But the sweet way he’d made his declaration showed her how he so clearly meant what he’d said. He wanted her even though he didn’t know why she’d left him. The thought made her shiver with need.

  She felt the shift in the air and knew he’d risen to his feet, heard the rustle of his jeans as he walked around the table. She could just picture those thick muscles in his abs bunching and twisting. Then his hands were on her butt once more, rubbing and kneading. “Are you ready for your punishment?”