by Leah Brooke
Her skin felt too tight for her body as they dragged every bit of response from her. Weak and trembling, she went limp as Steve lifted her face and brushed his lips over hers. She reached for the railing, afraid of collapsing when her legs refused to hold her any longer.
Steve took her hands in his, smiling stiffly down at her. “You won’t fall, honey. We’ve got you.”
Locking her knees, Julianna straightened, a shiver racing through her when Nick released his hold on her breasts to fasten her dress again, brushing the cool fabric against her nipples in the process. Realizing that they could hold her, she slumped against Steve, holding on to the front of his jacket. “My legs are all rubbery.”
Nick chuckled and dropped a kiss on her shoulder, patting her ass. “Steve will take care of you. The party will be winding down soon. Why don’t you two go on upstairs?”
Julianna lifted her head from Steve’s shoulder and turned to face Nick, just now noticing that a menacing looking man in a tuxedo stood behind him several feet away at the terrace doors. She stiffened in alarm before she realized it was Victor. “You’re not coming?”
Nick smiled slightly, sharing a look with Steve. “I think you two need some time alone. I have a few things to take care of before I can come up.”
Remembering the dark-haired beauty from the dance floor, she nodded, looking away. “I see.”
Nick gripped her chin, dropping a hard kiss on her lips. “I doubt very much that you do.” He looked over her head at Steve. “I’ll be at least an hour. Have fun.”
Another of those looks she didn’t understand passed between them before Steve nodded. “I’ll take care of her.”
As Steve led her out of the ballroom, Julianna caught a glimpse of Moira rushing to Nick’s side. Feeling like an interloper, she looked away as jealousy she had no right to feel burned in her stomach.
She would not allow herself to get emotionally involved.
She would not allow herself to get emotionally involved.
Hell, who was she kidding? She was already emotionally involved up to her ears.
She’d already started to daydream about them and miss them horribly while she should have been thinking about work. Wiping all traces of jealousy from her expression, she smiled politely at the scowling head of security and walked on Steve’s arm out of the ballroom.
She couldn’t help but notice the look that passed between Steve and the other man, who nodded and went to follow Nick.
Nick turned almost immediately and narrowed his eyes at Victor over his shoulder before shooting a glare at Steve, who just smiled back and shrugged.
Anxious now, she gripped Steve’s arm. “Do you think Nick’s in any danger?”
Steve led her into the elevator, nodding in Ron’s direction.
“Nick’s been getting threats ever since I met him. It’s one of the reasons I started working for him. He’s careful but doesn’t let it alter his life. He drives security nuts.”
“You work for him? I thought you were partners.”
Steve nodded in Adam’s direction and made a motion that had Adam’s lips twitching. “We are. He talked me into it when I was recovering. I brought my men in, and they love it.”
“Recovering from what?”
As soon as the doors closed, he pulled her against him and covered her mouth with his, kissing her hotly. Lifting his head, he smoothed back her hair, his eyes hot as they moved over her face. “A gunshot wound. When we get upstairs, I’m going to devour you.”
Julianna moaned as he lifted her in his arms, tears pricking her eyes at the thought of him being shot. Damn it, she knew better but couldn’t do a thing about it.
As soon as the door opened, he started down the hall to their suite, amazing her that he carried her with such apparent ease. “As good as that mouth feels on my cock, I can’t wait to sink into that pussy and feel you come all around me.”
Julianna gripped his hair. “Neither can I. I want you to fuck me hard. I want that hot and wild you promised me.”
Steve chuckled as he pushed the bedroom door open. Raking his teeth over her jaw, he tightened his hold. “Absolutely. Baby, I’m going to make you scream.”
Julianna wrapped her arms around his neck, thrilled at his hard masculinity. Running her hands through his cropped hair, she stared into his blue eyes, trying her best not to panic at the jolt to her heart.
“Let’s scream together.”
Julianna squealed when he tossed her onto the bed, still rumpled from where they’d made love to her only hours earlier. Kicking off her shoes, she tossed her purse aside as he started stripping off his tux. When she reached for the clasp between her breasts, Steve stopped her with a shake of his head.
He’d already removed his jacket, tie, and shirt. “No. I want to strip you. Come here.” He leaned over her, gripped her upper arms, and pulled her up to kneel on the edge of the bed, his mouth covering hers as he finished stripping out of the rest of his clothes.
Julianna held on, loving the heat and strength of the defined muscles, running her hands over his shoulders, chest, and arms, enjoying their sleek firmness. The inferno inside her grew hotter with every stroke of his tongue over hers, every brush of his body against her overheated one.
Finally naked, Steve reached for the clasp and undid it, quickly stripping the dress from her. Lifting his head, he bent her back over his arm. “Do you know what I went through tonight, knowing that I could get you out of this dress with a flick of my fingers?”
Smiling, Julianna cupped his jaw. “Is that why you two picked out this dress?”
Steve’s grin made her stomach clench. “Absolutely. Nick and I have several more things picked out for you. We’re going nuts dressing you. I’ve been picturing some of the things we bought for you, and it drives me crazy thinking about you wearing them.” He ran a hand down her body, cupping her bottom before sliding his hand over her hip and insistently between her thighs. “But I like what you’re wearing right now a whole lot more.”
Julianna’s giggle as Steve tumbled her back disappeared under his kiss, a kiss so hot and frenzied it curled her toes.
With a groan, he wrenched his mouth away to place hot, openmouthed kisses down her neck and to her breasts, burning her everywhere he touched. Warm lips closed over one nipple at the same time strong fingers closed over the other, making her cry out as twin ribbons of sharp need zeroed in on her slit.
Digging her heels into the sheets, Julianna gripped Steve’s shoulders, the pull to her pussy and clit growing stronger with every tug on her nipples.
Damn, he was good at this.
Her cries filled the air, desperate cries that grew louder and stronger as he sucked her nipple into his mouth hard while twisting the other, the slight pain driving her insane with need.
With a last flick of his thumb over her nipple, he moved between her thighs, using his own muscular ones to push them wide. “Open for me, baby. I’m going to eat you up.”
Her stomach muscles quivered, the erotic threat making her pussy clench and spill more of her juices in anticipation.
Oh, God! She’d never survive his mouth on her.
He handled her as easily as he would a rag doll, kissing and licking his way down her body to her slit, teasing her with nips and openmouthed kisses and scooting between her thighs to drape them over his shoulders, lifting her bottom completely off of the bed.
She trembled, fisting her hands in the pillow beneath her head, her breath catching in her throat when he used his thumbs to part her folds. Her cry of surprise startled even her when he dove in, sucking her clit into his mouth and using that devious tongue to caress it with an accuracy and skill that stunned her.
Her pussy and ass tightened against the too-strong sensation, her nipples beading so hard that even the air moving over them sent shivers through her body.
He gave her no chance to catch her breath, manipulating her clit with his tongue as he held her thighs firmly, not allowing her any room to move away.
She couldn’t escape the erotic torment, no matter what she did. He held tightly, anticipating her every move and humming his approval of her taste against her clit.
The vibration alone was enough to send her over.
Sparks exploded in her clit, her orgasm hitting her with a force so strong she bucked, panicking at the too-intense sensation and writhing with the need to escape it. She couldn’t stop him, couldn’t slow him down, and all of her twisting and writhing didn’t deter him at all. Sizzles of heat shot from her center and consumed her, her body arching as the incredible waves of pleasure swelled through her.
At each smooth stroke of his tongue on her clit, she screamed, certain she’d never survive the next. And yet she did. Over and over he forced more pleasure on her than she would ever have believed existed, each cry from her seeming to spur him on.
He kept her there, not allowing her to escape his mouth, throwing her into another orgasm to layer over the first.
The tingles became razor sharp, sensitizing every erogenous zone, while her toes and fingertips went numb.
His hold kept her from moving as he bathed her clit lightly with his tongue before sliding it to circle her pussy opening, humming his approval. “Hmm. I think you’d better get used to this, babe. I can’t seem to get enough of you.”
Still writhing, Julianna moaned her pleasure as he stabbed his tongue repeatedly into her pussy, his fingers tracing over her slick folds. Lost in a fog of lust, she yelped when he suddenly sat up and flipped her over and sunk his teeth into her ass cheek.
“I can’t wait to take this ass.” Lifting her to her knees, he bent over her and nibbled at her neck, his cock brushing against the back of her thigh and making her squirm in an effort to take it inside. “Patience, baby. I’m going to stretch your ass a little more while I fuck you.” Still bent over her, he used his thighs to push hers apart and, with no warning, thrust deep into her pussy.
Crying out in shock and tremendous pleasure, Julianna arched her neck, breathing heavily as she struggled to accommodate his thick cock. She could barely keep up with the sensations bombarding her system as his hands slid under her to fondle her breasts and once again began building her hunger with alarming speed. She clenched on his cock as he began to thrust, thrilling at the heat that both filled and surrounded her. “Oh, Steve, more.”
“You’re going to be fucked good, babe. God, I love your breasts. So firm. So full. Damn, you feel good. Christ, your pussy’s like hot silk. Hot. Tight. Silk.”
Julianna pushed back against him, moaning as he filled her again and again, his cock stretching her as he slid deep. With alarming speed, he drove her toward the edge again while her body still trembled from her last orgasm. “Oh, God. It’s not possible. I’m going to come again. I can’t.”
She couldn’t seem to stop. He never let her come down all the way, keeping her so hot and wild she couldn’t even think. She was a puppet he kept on a tight string, moving her to his liking and never giving her a chance to catch up.
Lifting himself slightly off of her, Steve began thrusting, deep, sure thrusts that robbed her of all reason and dug at that place inside her. “You’re gonna come again and again, baby.”
She whimpered, not knowing how much more she could take. She seemed to have a limitless amount of passion stored inside her that he drew from her with incredible ease.
His groans as he pumped into her sent her own arousal soaring, the strength of his possessive grip adding an intensity that made her feel as though he’d never wanted a woman the way he wanted her.
“Damn, woman, I could fuck you this way all night. Yeah, push back against me. I want that ass up. That’s good, honey. Fucking incredible.”
His hands left her breasts, one gripping her hip while the other slid over her abdomen to her mound. Separating her folds, he touched a finger to her clit, each stroke of his cock moving her clit on his finger. “Come for me again. Soak my cock with those juices, honey. I want to feel that tight pussy clamp down on me and milk me dry.”
With her ass lifted high in the air, Julianna kicked out, as wild now as Steve, her body covered in a thin sheen of perspiration as she raced far too quickly toward another orgasm. She fisted her hands on the pillow in an effort to hold it back, not sure she could handle coming again. Her clit, sensitive from the orgasms he’d already drawn from her, burned as it slid back and forth over his rough finger.
Gulping in air, she moved in time with his thrusts, her cries nonstop as her body made its own demands.
“That’s it, Julianna, fuck me back. Damn, your pussy’s clamping down on me. Come again for me.” His voice had taken on an edge, even rougher and deeper than before, a coarse raspiness to it that sent shivers through her.
She didn’t know what it was about a forceful man or his assertiveness during sex, but combined with the eagerness to please her, the attention to her every response, it bolstered her confidence in her own femininity.
She’d never experienced this kind of awakening until she’d met Nick and Steve, and she was going to grab every moment of sexual gratification out of it that she could.
The warning tingles began with alarming strength, her body already eager for more of the ecstasy Steve seemed to dole out with amazing expertise.
“Oh! Steve, I’m coming. I’m coming. Oh, God, it’s so good.”
“Fuck, you feel good. Damn, you’re a wild woman. I told you we’d burn up the sheets, baby.” He released her clit, his hand sliding around to her bottom while she still trembled and sizzled from her orgasm. His soaked fingers made it easy for him to slide his thumb into her clenching ass, the pinch of him stretching her opening forcing a scream from her.
He chuckled, his tone raw and demanding. “You like having your ass filled, don’t you?” His voice had become almost unrecognizable as he continued to thrust, his strokes slowing, but still going deep. When she moaned, but didn’t answer, he pushed his thumb deeper. “Tell me, damn it. Say it. I want to hear you say how good it is. How hot. How wild.”
Alarmed at the desperation in his voice, Julianna shuddered. “Yes, God, yes. It...it feels so naughty, so sexual.”
From across the room came another voice loaded with sexual tension. “It makes you feel like someone else has control, doesn’t it, darling? It makes you feel taken. You need that, don’t you?”
Julianna gasped and turned her head to find Nick leaning against the doorway. Staring at him, she couldn’t keep from crying out again as Steve moved his thumb.
Nick had already removed his jacket and tie and unbuttoned several buttons of his tux. He looked devastatingly beautiful, his eyes dark with need as they raked over her body. He slid a glance at Steve. “Do you mind if I join you, or would you rather I come back later?”
Steve groaned, his steady thrusts never faltering. “Get me the lube. I’m going to play with her ass a little more and make her come again. Wanna watch?”
* * * *
Nick retrieved the lube from where they’d left it on the nightstand and tossed it to Steve. Kneeling beside Julianna, he brushed her hair back from her face, letting his fingers linger in the long, silky strands. “That’s up to Julianna. Do you want me to stay, or would you rather I go?”
He’d heard her cries as soon as he’d come into the suite and had waited several minutes after hearing her cry out her orgasm before he’d decided to come into the room just in time to see her have another. The wild, ultrafeminine whimpers and breathy cries drew him, the need to see her nearly overwhelming.
Steve had stopped thrusting, holding himself inside her as he waited, saying nothing.
Julianna’s eyes had deepened in color, holding him transfixed. Her incredible beauty struck him at times, especially considering that she seemed particularly oblivious to it. To his surprised delight, she reached out a hand to him. “Please stay.” Her breathless whimper was like a stroke to his cock, stirring him deeply on many levels, something he’d have to think about later.
Stev
e grinned and began thrusting again. “Nick’s going to watch me open your ass, babe, and then you’re going to come again.”
Not wanting to interfere, but needing to touch her, Nick ran a hand lightly down her sleek back, smiling to find it damp. She and Steve must have had quite a session. “How many times has she come?”
Steve held Julianna steady with a thumb in her ass, while he unscrewed the cap and squirted some of the lube onto her. “The one before we left, one downstairs, and three since we came up. That’s it, babe. Yeah, nice and easy. Damn, you’re tight.”
Nick held her steady with a hand at her back as Steve worked his other thumb into her. When Julianna tried to turn away, he fisted a hand in her hair to stop her. “No, Julianna. Look at me.”
Her cries and whimpers as Steve held her and began thrusting again brought out every dominant instinct, and he had to remind himself that this was Steve’s time with her.
He lifted the hand that had a death grip on his and ran his lips lightly back and forth over her knuckles, clenching his jaw to keep from guiding her as she struggled to accept the stretching of the tight muscle Steve pressed against. Satisfying himself by watching her, he took the opportunity to study her as Steve thrust harder, driving her almost immediately into another orgasm.
Her weak cries of ecstasy tugged none too gently at the part inside of him that he’d thought long dead.
The sharp prickling of something long dormant coming to life was both painful and irresistible.
Each curve of her body fascinated him, the soft suppleness of her dewy skin delighting him. His cock throbbed with the need to take her, to make this exquisite woman his over and over until he’d imprinted himself on her so indelibly she’d never forget him.
And then he looked up at Steve.
Steve eased the tips of his thumbs from her, caressing her bottom and hips when she shivered. He covered her with his body, gathering her against him, careful to keep most of his weight off of her. Kissing her damp hair, he met Nick’s eyes.
Still holding Julianna’s hand, Nick nodded, understanding clearly the message Steve wanted to convey.
