by Arianna Hart
While she removed her thong, he’d stripped. Reannah felt another moment of severe frustration at the binding over her eyes. She could feel his bare chest and legs but couldn’t see them. What would he look like without those leather pants?
Pretty damn good, she bet.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered once she’d finally removed the hated underwear.
She did as told and shook in anticipation. Was he finally ready to end this game and fuck her?
Apparently not, because he moved between her legs and ran something along her inner thigh.
“Have you ever used a dildo before, slave?”
What? She didn’t want a fake cock, she wanted his!
“N-no.” A vibrator, yes, but never a dildo.
“Then let me tell you about this one. It’s rather unique actually. Instead of looking like a fake dick, it’s shaped like a cone. It’s made out of some sort of plastic that has give to it but it’s still hard enough to do the job.” He ran the cool object over her pussy lips. “And do you know what job that is?”
“To go inside me?”
“Absolutely.”
He slid the dildo just inside her channel. Reannah’s inner muscles tried to grip the smooth material and pull it in deeper. God, she wanted to be filled. She was aching inside.
“Not yet.” He slipped it out and she cried with the loss.
Her legs trembled with need and her hands ached from clutching the post so hard. She wanted to weep, to beg, to do whatever she had to in order to get him to push the thing back in. To push himself inside of her.
“What do you want, slave?”
“You!”
“Not yet.”
She ground her teeth in frustration, ready to scream her impatience. How much building up could she take before she exploded?
The feel of his hair brushing her thighs spiraled her even higher. His breath on her pussy pushed her even hotter.
And when he drew his tongue along her needy clit while he shoved the dildo into her grasping channel she reached the outer limits of her control.
Her head twisted from side to side as she pressed her hips closer to Ian’s magical mouth. He furiously pumped the rod in and out while he flicked his tongue faster and faster.
Reannah couldn’t hold back the storm raging through her. Didn’t want to hold it back. She let it thunder over her, igniting every atom of her being as she shot to the stars.
“Now that is a beautiful sight. But I’m not done with you yet.”
“More?”
“Much more. On your knees, grab onto the leather cuffs and assume the position.”
Position? What position?
He slapped her ass again and she got the idea. It took a Herculean effort to get to her knees but she knew it would be worth the effort.
With her ass in the air and her breasts hanging low, arms overhead, she waited for Ian’s next delight.
He didn’t disappoint her. His hand caressed her butt cheek, drifting toward the tiny bud she’d never explored. Her breath came out in rush as he traced the opening, setting that nerve-rich area aflame.
Just when she thought he was going to do more than flirt around the surface, he came down with a stinging swat. Reannah’s heart almost burst out of her chest as heat seared from her rear end to her core. She wiggled her butt, eagerly awaiting another spank.
Ian complied, quickly peppering her derrière with soft strokes and stinging slaps. With every stroke her body grew more and more needy.
“Let go of the cuffs,” he ordered before biting her ear.
Reannah let go of the cuffs and let her upper body fall to the floor. Ian maneuvered behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist and leaning her over it.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes!” she sobbed, more than ready for anything.
Ian plunged into her from behind, his cock sinking deeply into her pussy. Reannah reared back, trying to get him as deep as possible. He reached around and flicked her blood-filled nipples that were still constricted by the rings.
One hand worked its way down her stomach to her curls and parted them. Sobs tore from her throat as he continued to pound her very depths as he flicked her clit. It was too much for her to handle and she rocketed to completion with a scream.
As she continued to ride the wave to the stars, she could feel Ian’s thighs against her own, hear his harsh breathing as he fought for his own release. His hands clutched her hips, pulling her tightly against him until with a muted groan, he powered out three quick strokes and collapsed against her back.
Ian kissed the back of her neck as her legs crumpled beneath her. She lay on the floor, completely boneless, and unable to move. As he eased the scarf off her face, he kissed her and she could taste her arousal on his lips.
His hands cupped her face as he gentled the kiss, teasing her with soft nips and flickering licks along the inner edge of her lips. Her heartbeat ramped up again at the sheer romance of his touch. He didn’t even know her name yet he kissed her like the most cherished of treasures.
Too bad it wasn’t really Kiefer.
Stop that! You can pretend for tonight.
Reannah poured all her longing for Kiefer into kissing him back. She reached around and dug her nails into his well-formed butt and pulled him closer. Surprisingly, she felt his cock growing against her leg.
“Do you want me again so soon?”
“How can you ask?”
Amazed, she stroked his chest, soaking in every inch of his beautiful body that she could finally see. Having sex blindfolded had been an incredible sensual experience. Watching his cock grow as she stroked his gorgeous chest was a veritable feast to her senses. He’d wadded up the scarf in a ball and tossed it back and forth as he watched her caress him.
Something about the action tweaked her memory but she pushed it aside when he wrapped the scarf around the back of her neck and pulled her on top of him.
“You’re going to drive me insane, do you know that? That corset thing pushes your breasts up so temptingly. I don’t know whether I love it or hate it.”
“If it turns you on, I love it.”
“Oh, it turns me on all right. Too much.”
She raked her nails down his sides and trailed them over his pelvis. When she reached his steely cock, she eased it inside her still quivering pussy. Instantly, the barely banked fires flared to life.
Every cell of her body celebrated his entrance inside her.
“Wrap your legs around my waist.”
She did and gloried at how much deeper he could get. Ian got to his knees and grabbed her ass, lifting her hips even higher to meet his thrusts. Reannah arched her back and stared at his muscled chest over her.
His eyes blazed through the mask, staring down at her with an intensity that burned her.
“You’re mine now. Do you hear me? Mine!” He captured her mouth with a soul-stealing kiss and his spicy scent washed over her.
“Yes!” she screamed as another wave of release swamped her.
Her body convulsed, bowing her body with the sheer power of her climax. Hips bucked against hips as he ground into her clit to push her orgasm even longer. The pleasure rolled on and on like waves in the ocean, eventually slowing but never seeming to stop.
After an eternity, Reannah collapsed against the plush rug, too spent to come any more. She lifted her heavy eyelids to watch Ian reach his own peak. The muscles of his shoulders stood out as he supported himself over her. His chest glistened with sweat and again, his musky, spicy scent washed over her.
Her befuddled mind screamed at her but she was too passion soaked to make any sense of it. The vein in Ian’s throat pulsed rapidly as he threw back his head with a roar of completion.
The dim light shone upon his beautifully sculpted cheekbones and jaw.
His very familiar cheekbones and jaw.
Chapter Four
“That was incredible,” he groaned against her throat. “More amazing than I could have eve
r dreamed.”
“And how long have you dreamed about having sex with me, Kiefer.”
Reannah pushed his heavy body off her. She had to bite back a cry of dismay as his heavy cock slipped out of her. “Is this some kind of joke to you? Are you the one who sent me the invitation?”
She searched for her cape but couldn’t find it in the dark. Needing something to cover her nakedness, she grabbed at the tacky blanket on the bed and wrapped it around her. Her face flamed in embarrassment as she pulled the nipple rings off and threw them on the floor.
“It’s not like that, Rea. Honest. I didn’t send you the invitation. Hell, I don’t even know who sent it to me. I thought it was spam until I saw it on your computer today.”
Kiefer pushed to his feet and reached for his pants. The muscles of his abdomen rippled as he jerked on the leather trousers and Reannah felt her body heat. It didn’t care that she’d just been made a fool of. All her body cared about was repeating the mind-blowing sex she’d just had.
“So you decided to come to the party and what? See if you could get lucky?”
“I told you, it’s not like that.”
“That’s what it looks like from my end. Did you think it would be funny to see me, boring Reannah, technical writer, in fetish wear?”
“No, damn it! I thought if you didn’t know it was me I’d actually have a chance to touch you without you running away.”
“W-what?” What did he mean?
“Don’t give me that dumbfounded look. I’ve been after you for months and you run away whenever the conversation moves beyond work.”
“I thought you were just playing me. You have women calling you constantly. They hand you their phone numbers at sales meetings. I’ve seen it happen.”
“I wasn’t playing you. And I throw those numbers out as soon as I get out of the meeting. I don’t want a one-night stand with someone who only sees me on the surface.”
“So you came to an orgy for a meaningful relationship?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.
“No. I’d hoped if you let me past your guard once, you might do it again after the party.”
His eyes pleaded with her to understand and Reannah had to sit down to gather her thoughts. This was just too weird. Here she’d been dreaming of Kiefer for months but had stayed away because she thought he was a player, not to mention the fact that workplace relationships were always a nightmare. She’d honestly thought he just flirted with her because she was one of the few women at Zera.
“Rea, talk to me. Please. Tell me I haven’t blown any chance I might have had with you, however slim.”
“I’m just trying to come to terms with everything.” Now that was an understatement. “Why me? I’m so boring compared to the women you hang around with.”
“Who do I hang around with?”
“That gorgeous blonde you brought to the Christmas party? What was her name, Barbie? Bubbles?”
“Bitsy. I only brought her because you turned me down. I wanted to make you jealous.”
Boy, had that ever worked. She’d seethed with envy over the stunning blonde bombshell for weeks.
“I thought you were playing a joke on me. If I said yes you’d laugh and tell me you were kidding.” Humiliation made her face flame.
“I’d never do such a thing. That’s terrible. I can’t believe you’d believe I’d do something so juvenile and cruel.” He paced in front of her, clearly agitated.
“Let’s just say not everyone has your moral convictions and leave it at that.”
“Oh man.” Kiefer whipped off his mask and knelt in front of her, taking her hands in his. “I meant every word I’ve ever said to you. Meant every invitation and compliment. You’ve had me tied in knots for months now.”
His earnest hazel eyes blazed into her and she couldn’t look away. She was grateful for the mask to help her hide from his gaze. Could she really believe him?
Her brain screamed at her to remember how humiliating it was to be the butt of a frat boy’s joke.
Her heart insisted Kiefer was different.
“Please.” He rubbed her knuckles with his thumbs. “I know after this stunt I don’t have any right to ask for your trust but I am anyway. I’d have done anything, anything, to get you to notice me. To let me touch you. Now that you have, I don’t want to ever stop.”
“Really?” Her heart flipped over.
“Really. Even when you didn’t know it was me, I couldn’t help but celebrate finally kissing you. Touching you. Tasting you.”
Reannah’s brain went down for the count. Her heart expanded until she thought her chest couldn’t contain it anymore.
“I hated lying to you about my name. I wanted to hear my real name on your lips when I drove into you. When you flew over the edge.”
He brought her knuckle to his mouth and twirled his tongue over it. Flames shot from her finger to her groin in warp speed.
She took a deep breath for courage as her stomach twisted at the risk she was about to take. Screw it, if she couldn’t risk her pride for love on Valentine’s Day, when could she?
“I-I went with you because you resembled the guy I’ve had a thing for for months.”
“Who?”
She shrugged the blanket off her shoulders and knelt on the floor with him. “This sexy sales guy I thought would run in the other direction if he knew how I really felt. How much I wanted him and how often I fantasized about him touching me.”
“I’d like to hear a little more about those fantasies.” He untied the corset with blinding speed and pushed the contraption down her hips.
“I can tell you, they had nothing to do with boots that made my feet hurt this much.” She made a face and tried to stand but got tangled in the blanket.
“Then by all means, take them off. But promise me you’ll wear them for me again.”
“Liked the dominatrix look, did you?”
“It almost gave me a heart attack.”
Reannah sat back on the bed and unzipped the boots, grateful to get them off her aching feet.
Kiefer rubbed her toes as she eased off the second heel.
“God, that feels good. I may keep you around after all, you have great hands.”
“Honey, my hands aren’t the only great part about me.” His eyes glinted devilishly over her foot as he sucked on one of her toes.
Fire. He must be part fucking dragon to have so much heat in his mouth. Molten lava ran from her foot to her pussy. Since when were feet erogenous zones?
“Take off your mask. I want to see all of you when I make love to you.”
“And what makes you think you’re going to make love to me?” She teased taking off her mask and undoing the binding that held her hair in place.
“I’m a salesman, I go into every pitch assuming I’ll win the deal.” He ran his thumb over the arch of her foot. “Take off your shirt, please. My hands are busy.” His fingers feathered up her calves and stroked the backs of her knees.
“When do I get my turn? You’ve already seen all of me. I want my turn to play.”
“Far be it from me to keep a woman from her playthings. Be gentle with me.”
Kiefer lay down against the pile of pillows at the head of the bed without the least hint of embarrassment at his nudity.
He obviously didn’t have a thing to be embarrassed about. Thick muscles bunched at his shoulders and pecs. He wasn’t built up like the men she’d seen in the viewing room, but was firm and well defined.
Her breath hitched as she ran her fingers over his six-pack abs. Was there anything better looking than a well-built torso? Trailing her hand lower, she grasped his hardened cock and decided maybe one thing might be more attractive.
“It really wasn’t very nice of you to keep me from seeing this before. I feel cheated.”
“Don’t lie to me, wench. You enjoyed every second of it.”
Reannah moved between his legs, running her fingers over his hard, hairy thighs. “Maybe I did. But I’m enjoying
this quite a bit.”
“Me too,” he gasped as she brought her mouth down to trace the smooth glans.
She tasted the mingled flavor of their earlier passion and rolled it over her tongue like a fine wine. Fresh cream gushed from her pussy and her breasts felt swollen with need.
Drawing him in deeper, she rubbed her nipples against the roughness of his legs and hummed her pleasure. Goose bumps chased down her arms as she bobbed up and down on his cock. Using one hand to wrap around his length, she cupped his balls in her other one and gently rolled them in her palm.
“I’m getting lonely up here.”
“Are you complaining?” She lifted her head off his shafted and stared at him.
“No, but one taste of you wasn’t enough. I want more. Come here.”
Heat coiled in her belly and spread to her breasts and pussy. Her thighs quivered as she placed her dripping core over his mouth and lay across his chest. Their heights were so well matched she was able to draw him back into her mouth without straining at all.
Thank God.
“Are you using the dildo again?” she asked when she felt something press between her slick pussy lips.
“Nope, my finger. This time nothing is going in you but me.”
Her inner muscles spasmed around his finger as he drove it into her and continued to lick her clit. It was almost impossible to concentrate on his pleasure when he was driving her out of her mind with his mouth. She sucked as hard as she could, pulling him deeply to the very back of her throat, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he gave her.
If his sudden exhalation was anything to go by, she thought she succeeded. And then she couldn’t think anymore. Kiefer pushed a second finger inside her and stroked the bundle of nerves that pushed her over the edge. She barely remained conscious enough to release him before another screaming orgasm ripped through her.
She reached for his erection again as the tremors subsided but Kiefer pulled her away.
“I can’t take any more. I want to be in you when I come.”
Wordlessly, Reannah squirmed around until her pussy was poised to let his cock inside her. With no masks between them, real or emotional, she stared into his eyes and slid him home.
