Burning For Her Kiss

by Sherri Hayes

Drew shoved his friend, stood, and brushed himself off. “We’d better get back in there before someone comes looking for us.”

  Nodding, Shawn threw the battered stick down on the sidewalk. Drew thought he’d push himself up off the wall and that would be the end of their conversation. He was wrong. Shawn looked up at him, squinting in the sunlight. “If she’s the one, don’t let her get away. Don’t make the same mistake I did.”

  Before Drew could respond, Shawn was up and headed back into the station. Drew had no choice but to follow him. Shawn always had liked to get in the last word.

  Aside from an EMS call around nine that night, things were quiet. Drew settled into his cot a little before eleven. He closed his eyes and tried to relax. It had been a busy day. He should’ve fallen asleep in minutes, but at eleven thirty he was still awake. Of late, he would have blamed it on his libido, but that wasn’t the problem this time.

  He was worried about Shawn. His friend had gone through the motions during their shift. Normally he was a pretty laid-back kind of guy. He could be serious when the situation warranted it, but otherwise he didn’t let much bother him. The apparent end of his long-term relationship was weighing on him. Shawn’s parting words rang through Drew’s head once more. He knew his friend was right. If Beth was the one, then he had to do everything he could to hold onto her. He had to show her she was appreciated and that he wouldn’t take her for granted.

  Rolling over, he dug his cell phone out of his pocket, and scrolled through his contacts until he found Beth’s name.

  I hope you had a relaxing day. I’m looking forward to tomorrow night.

  There was no reply. He hadn’t expected there to be. Beth was most likely asleep.

  Feeling better since he’d reached out to her, Drew tucked his phone back into his pocket, and tried to get some sleep while he could.

  ***

  She found Drew’s message the next morning when she checked her phone. Beth smiled at his words. If she wasn’t careful, she could see herself falling for him. Who was she kidding? She was already well on her way.

  After making herself a quick breakfast, she headed to the grocery store. There were a few items she would need if she was going to make dinner for the two of them this evening. She was going to keep it simple—steak, baked potatoes, and salad. What meat-loving guy didn’t like that?

  Beth was on her way out of the store when her phone rang. The moment she saw Drew’s name on her screen, her stomach did a little flip. “Morning.”

  Drew chuckled. “Good morning. I didn’t wake you, did I?”

  “Nope. I’ve been up for a while. I was just doing a little shopping for our dinner tonight.”

  “That’s actually why I’m calling.” His voice took on a serious tone.

  She frowned. “You aren’t canceling on me, are you?”

  “No. Not at all. But I had to do something this morning, and it’s taking longer than expected. I haven’t even been home yet to change out of my uniform,” he said.

  It was on the tip of her tongue to ask for details, but she held back. “Is everything all right? Are you okay?”

  “Yeah. It’s nothing like that. A buddy of mine just needed my help with something.” He paused. “I need to go. I’ll see you tonight. I promise. I just might be a few minutes late.”

  “Okay. I’ll see you tonight.”

  He seemed reluctant to hang up. She was about to ask again if everything was all right when she realized he’d disconnected their call.

  Trying not to let it bother her, Beth put her shopping bags into her car, and drove home. She had a lot to do before he arrived, including going through her toy box. While they wouldn’t be playing tonight, she did want to talk about what their first scene would be. If all went well, and he agreed, their first session would be Wednesday evening. It was the start of his four days off, and it would give him some time to deal with any lingering effects of their play.

  The hours passed quickly as she worked around the house and prepped dinner. By the time five o’clock rolled around, everything was as ready as it could be. All she needed now was Drew.

  Only twenty more minutes went by before she heard a car pull up out front. She watched as he climbed out of his vehicle and made his way up the driveway. He had a small bouquet of flowers in his right hand.

  When he reached the front porch, Beth opened the door to greet him. He looked up at the sound, and smiled as soon as he saw her standing there. Despite his smile, she hadn’t missed the worry that had creased his features before he realized she was there. Something was troubling him. While their relationship was still new, she hoped he would open up and share whatever it was with her. If they were going to have the type of relationship they both claimed they wanted, communication was key. Especially if they weren’t only going to be play partners.

  He stepped through her door and extended his arm, offering her the flowers. “Sorry again. I was hoping I wasn’t going to be late, but . . .”

  “It’s fine. Why don’t you come into the kitchen with me while I finish putting everything together?”

  Drew grinned and motioned for her to lead the way.

  She strolled over to the refrigerator while he took a seat at the table.

  “Anything you need me to do?” he asked.

  “Nope. I cooked the potatoes and made the salad earlier. All I have to do now is cook the steaks.” She glanced back at him and smiled. “Thank you for offering, though.”

  He sat patiently as Beth removed the potatoes from the oven and then adjusted the setting to broil. She seasoned the steaks and laid them aside before going back to the refrigerator for the salad. It was a simple meal, but one she thought he’d enjoy.

  Once everything was cooking, she joined him at the table. She was trying to come up with the best way to broach the subject that had been eating at her all day when he spoke up. “I guess you’re probably wondering what all that was about today.”

  “I am a little curious.” A little was putting it mildly.

  Drew sighed. “Remember when we were talking Saturday night and I told you what happened with Shawn and his girlfriend?”

  Of course she remembered. “Yes.”

  “Well, she sent him a text Sunday while we were working wanting him to come by today and clean out his stuff. He asked if I’d help him.”

  “That was nice of you.” It was nice, but from everything she’d learned about Drew so far, it fit his character.

  He shrugged, brushing off the compliment. “He’d do it for me.”

  Beth figured that since he’d brought up the subject, she’d go ahead and jump in with both feet. “Is that what you were thinking about then, when you were walking up to the door?”

  “Yes and no.”

  He was quiet for a few moments, and Beth took the opportunity to get up and put the steaks in the oven. When she turned around to return to her chair, Drew was standing behind her. Without a word, he reached out, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.

  “I missed you,” he said, resting his forehead on hers.

  She wasn’t sure if she wanted to admit it yet, but she’d missed him, too. Everything seemed to be happening so fast between them. “I’m here now.”

  Drew took a deep breath and then lowered his mouth to hers once more. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave as good as she got. If she wasn’t ready to say she missed him, she had no problems showing him.

  Things quickly got out of control as their tongues mingled and hands explored. Beth ran her fingers through his hair as he lowered his mouth to her neck. All thoughts of food quickly left her mind until she began to smell the meat as it broiled in the oven. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed a little to get his attention. He pulled back with a questioning look on his face.

  Beth smirked and held up one finger.

  Turning her back to him, she leaned over and turned off the oven. As appealing as dinner sounded, Drew was even more so. Sure, she could wait, but she didn’t want t
o. And from the looks of it, Drew didn’t either.

  When she faced him again, she had a plan. “I know we agreed that we wouldn’t play when you have to work the next day, but are you up for a little mild bondage?”

  His eyes lit up, and she could have sworn she saw his cock twitch. “Yes.”

  She nodded and placed her palm flat against his chest.

  He got the message and began walking backward. Within a few steps, his knees hit the edge of the chair he’d been sitting on a few moments before.

  Beth ran her hand down the length of his chest until she reached the hem of his shirt. She took hold of it and worked it up over his torso. When he realized what she was doing, he raised his arms over his head to help her remove it.

  Then she went for the button on his pants. He kept his hands out of the way as she worked. Normally she would take her time if she was undressing a sub as part of foreplay, but she wasn’t worried about either of them being ready for the main event. She was already wet and aching to feel his cock inside her, and from the way his erection stood at attention, she would guess he was more than ready as well.

  Once he was completely naked, she directed him to sit down. She could tell he was curious, but eager as well.

  She walked around behind him and opened a drawer where she kept various items. Beth had learned not long after she and Ben had started playing that it was a good idea to have kinky items, or at least pervertables, in each and every room. Toward the back of the drawer, she found what she was looking for. It was an old scarf. Someone had given it to her years before at a Christmas party. It was orange and rather ugly looking. She’d found it one day and was going to throw it out, but then had gotten inspiration to keep it for times such as this.

  Grasping the scarf in her hand, she went back to stand behind Drew. She took hold of his arms and guided them behind the back of the chair. “I’m going to tie your wrists. If something doesn’t feel right, just say red and we’ll stop. I’ll untie you and that will be it.”

  He nodded. “Got it.”

  Beth waited a spilt second before she bent down and secured his wrists with the scarf. “How does that feel?”

  “Amazingly good.”

  She chuckled.

  Moving around to his front, Beth released the top button of her blouse. The muscles in his jaw flexed a moment before she saw him swallow hard. Oh yeah, this was going to be so much fun.

  Chapter 17

  Drew couldn’t believe this was happening. His heart was pounding in his chest as the reality of what was about to occur sank in. Beth stood before him slowly unbuttoning her top. He could already see a hint of the purple bra she was wearing. She toyed with the next button that would give him a full view of her chest. He wanted her to hurry. He wanted to see, to touch, to taste.

  In reaction to his thoughts, he leaned forward. The motion tugged at the scarf that bound his wrist to the chair—reminding him that he wasn’t, in fact, free to touch. He groaned and the burning in his groin increased. His reaction didn’t make any kind of sense, but it was there just the same.

  Beth must have heard him groan. She stepped forward and bent over to whisper in his ear. Her breast was inches from his face. “See something you like?”

  “Yes.” It was all he could do to get out that one word when she was so close to him.

  Without moving away, she popped the button she’d been playing with a few moments before. He took a deep breath as he watched her work through the remaining buttons before discarding the shirt. She hadn’t backed away during the process. Her tits were right there. So close, yet far enough away that he couldn’t easily reach. Not with his arms bound as they were.

  Her chest vibrated, and he glanced up to find her grinning down at him.

  This teasing was torture.

  He loved it.

  She cupped the back of his head and positioned herself so that his face was nestled between her breasts. He wasted no time nuzzling his nose into her cleavage and running his lips along the seam of satin and lace. Beth wasn’t overly endowed in that area, but she had more than enough in his opinion. Her bra pushed her tits together, and he ran his tongue along the valley it created.

  Beth reached up with her free hand and pushed one satin cup out of the way. He didn’t need an engraved invitation. In less than a second, his lips were covering her nipple, sucking it into his mouth. She dug her nails into his scalp as he continued to lick and suck and tease. With only her body, she told him what she wanted and how she wanted it.

  Somewhere along the line, she released her hold on him long enough to reach behind her back and unclasp her bra. It fell away, and she guided him to the other side. He’d never been a breast man, but there was something about having Beth’s tits in his mouth—feeling her fingers in his hair—that turned him on more than playing with a woman’s breasts ever had in the past.

  The sound of a zipper caught his attention. He stopped and began to pull away.

  “I don’t remember telling you to stop.” Her voice was firm but breathy at the same time.

  He went back to what he was doing, but he had to admit that he was imagining what that sound meant and the fact that he was tied to a chair and not able to get his hand on her luscious ass.

  “Something wrong?” she asked.

  “No. I was just . . .”

  She tilted his head up and brushed her lips against his. “Did you not want me to take off the rest of my clothes?”

  There was a gleam in her eye, and Drew realized that he’d screwed up. Even though all they’d agreed on was some light bondage, he’d told her he wanted her to take charge when it came to the bedroom. “Sorry. I guess old habits are hard to break.”

  Beth hummed and trailed her mouth along his jaw until she captured his earlobe between her teeth. “I shall forgive you.” She bit down enough to cause a slight measure of pain. “This time.”

  He got the message. Tonight was only a little fun and exploration of something he’d wanted to try. In the future, there would be consequences.

  Before he could dwell too much on what had just happened, she lowered her mouth over his again, and thrust her tongue inside. There was no sweetness to this kiss. Teeth clashed as she continued her assault, holding his head in the exact position she wanted it.

  Gradually she eased her grip, and softened the kiss. There was still no doubt, however, as to who was in control. He met every caress of her tongue with one of his own.

  Drew was so lost in the kiss that he almost missed the movement of her hips as she straddled him. It was only then that he realized her skirt and panties were gone. He’d heard the zipper, yes, but how had he missed her shedding the rest of her clothing?

  His breath caught in his throat as she rubbed her bare pussy over his cock. Her juices covered him as she rocked her hips and continued to kiss him. He wanted to be inside her. He wanted to feel that heat surrounding him.

  “Beth.”

  He tried to break free from their kiss, so she moved her mouth lower to his neck. Drew didn’t know if that was any better as she ran her teeth along his skin, biting and sucking as she went. He was on fire and he felt as if he would go mad if he didn’t have her soon.

  When he didn’t think it could get any worse, it did. Beth reached down between them. He couldn’t see from the position he was in, but he could feel it. She lifted enough to fit her hand between them, and plunged her fingers into her pussy. Drew couldn’t tell how many, but it didn’t matter. She was fucking herself right there on his lap.

  “Please. Please, Beth. I want to be inside you. I need to . . .”

  The next thing he knew, those same fingers that had been in her pussy were at his lips. He eagerly opened his mouth and took the offering. Tasting her only made him want her more. He was so aroused, he was afraid he might not last long even if she did give him what he wanted.

  She removed her fingers from his mouth and brought his lips to meet hers. He moaned deep in his throat and his nostrils flared as he tri
ed to keep himself in check. At the same time, he didn’t want to. All he could think about was her.

  Beth pulled back enough to rest her forehead against his. Her eyes were dilated and she was breathing hard. The tips of her nipples brushed against his chest, sending sparks through him with every touch.

  “I’m going to fuck you now.” It was all she said before she took hold of his cock and lined it up with her entrance.

  He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as she lowered herself down.

  “Open your eyes. I want you looking at me.”

  Drew did as she said, and he was so glad he did. Her eyes glazed over as she took him all in. He wouldn’t have wanted to miss that.

  Once she had taken every inch of him, she began to move. First it was only a rocking motion. Then she rested her hands on his shoulders and began lifting and lowering herself on his cock. It was only by watching her face, knowing that he wanted her to get there first, that he kept his orgasm at bay.

  Seeing her pleasure build was a fascinating sight. As she got closer, her eyelids drooped. Her head fell back, breaking their eye contact, and her mouth opened to form a silent O.

  Her speed picked up and he had to close his eyes again to keep himself from coming. It was the only way.

  Again, he felt it when she slipped her hand between them to touch herself. This time she used two fingers—one on each side of his erection—to rub. He forced his eyes open so he could see the motion of her hand as it moved.

  Watching her hand was nearly his undoing. Knowing she was touching herself combined with the movement of his cock sliding in and out of her pussy made all the moisture leave his mouth. For the first time since she’d bound his wrists, he made a conscious effort to get free. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to hold her hips in his hands and impale her with his cock over and over until she exploded all over him.

  Not only did her tie hold, but also his actions weren’t needed. Beth took what she wanted from him. She ground herself against him with a fierceness and abandon he’d never seen from a woman before outside porn. He knew porn was fake. Beth wasn’t faking. She was as caught up as he was.