Lori smiled and said, “You’re worried I’ll get in over my head, like you just said. Which means you don’t really think I can think for myself.” She planted her hands against his chest and shoved with all her strength.
He didn’t move much and the one step he did take back made her think he was taking it more to humor her than anything else. “I know you can think for yourself, Lori. But what you’re looking for there…look, it’s like a drug. You get into it, you start to crave it. Some people can walk away when they realize it’s getting too intense. Others can’t. And it can destroy them inside.”
“For crying out loud, Mike. All I’ve done is go dancing there a few times. It’s not like I’m running up to any and every guy there begging them to make me their sub or something. I’m not looking for an orgy and I’m not looking for recreational sex on the side. Stop worrying about me so much!”
“If you’re not looking for recreational sex, as you put it, what are you doing there? What are you looking for?” he demanded.
Lori just glared at him and turned on her heel, stalking away from him. He caught her arm and spun her around. As he crowded her up against the wall, pressing his pelvis against hers, Lori pressed her lips together to keep from moaning aloud. Man, the feel of him—it was something else.
She’d thought sex with Dirk had been good. But Dirk hadn’t ever made her feel this hot, not even when he was inside her, bringing her to climax. The look of anger on Mike’s face kept fanning the flames of her own anger and Lori had an insane, violent urge to reach up and jerk his head down and kiss him with all the fury she had inside her.
“I don’t know. Just something.” She snarled at him and squirmed against his hold. “Go away, will you?”
“No.” He had lowered his head and muttered it against her neck. Then he bit her.
Lori felt the shock of it clear down to her toes. She arched against him, her body taut, then she slowly started to melt against him. She whimpered under her breath and started to rock her hips against his, trying to find a little relief from the pressure building inside.
“You got any idea what you’re asking for, little girl?” he murmured. As he spoke, he trailed his fingers down the outer curve of one breast. When she arched into his touch, he cupped her flesh more fully and started to circle his thumb around her nipple.
His other hand rested on her waist and as he massaged her breast, he wrapped it tightly around her waist. “You’re out of your league there, Lori,” he murmured, lowering his lips to her neck in a slow, gentle caress that was completely at odds with the rage she felt coming from him. “You have no idea of the things a man would want to do with you.”
Lori tossed her hair out of her face and dared him. “Why don’t you tell me?”
“I will tell you. I’ll tell you what I’d do if you were there with me. I’d tie you up. You want to lie there helpless, while I strip you naked and tie you to a table?”
Heat ripped through her at the thought of it. If he thought he’d shock her, he was dead wrong. “Yes.”
Against her, Mike stiffened. “That’s not you, Lori. That’s not how you are. You want to lie there helpless, while somebody uses you like a toy and then just throws you away?” he rasped against her ear.
“You wouldn’t use me, Mike.” She might not know about the kind of sex he was into, but she did know him. “And I’d like to see the man who thinks he could just toss me aside. I’ve been there once. It won’t happen again.”
“Stop bringing him into this. He has nothing to do with it.” His voice lowered and his hands closed over her waist. “Since you seem so certain, maybe I should give you a taste of exactly what you’re asking for.”
Lori forced a laugh. “You aren’t going to scare me away, Mike. Don’t even try. You don’t have it in you to hurt a woman.” Just the thought of him giving her a “taste” was enough to have her thighs going limp with need.
“Really,” Mike drawled the word long and slow and then his eyes went dark. She received no other warning, just his mouth closing over hers in a hard, violent kiss.
He jerked her shirt and buttons went flying. Her breasts were naked underneath. Mike’s hands closed over her breasts but despite the fury she could taste in his kiss, they weren’t cruel. Oh, he was rough. He tugged and twisted her nipples, kneading the plump mounds of her breasts, squeezing them with a force that was just shy of pain.
And Lori loved it.
Chapter Five
When she moaned into his mouth, Mike was torn between stripping her naked so he could fuck her blind and stripping her naked so he could paddle her ass. Then he’d fuck her blind.
Tearing his mouth away from her, he snarled, “Look, damn it. See how easy it is to leave a mark on you?” There were faint, red marks on her breasts from where he’d handled her so roughly. “You want to know how much worse it can get?”
Incredibly, Lori just smiled at him. She slid her hands up his chest as she rose on her toes and pressed her lips to his. “With you? Absolutely.”
As she stared up at him with drowsy eyes, Mike could literally feel the threads of his control snapping one by one. “I can only be pushed so far, Lori. Push too far and there’s no turning back.”
“Promises, promises.”
With a snarl, Mike slid his hands under her shirt and jerked it off. Staring at her naked breasts, he boosted her up and braced her back against the wall. He pushed his thigh between hers, using that to support her weight as he lowered his mouth to her breasts.
Through the thin cotton of her pants, he could feel her. Hot and wet. Scalding him through his jeans. His cock jerked in reaction.
Plumping one breast in his hand, he bent down and nipped her lightly. Her nipple was tight and hard, and her skin tasted sweet. Craving more, he opened his mouth wide and sucked on her nipple, taking as much of her flesh into his mouth as he could.
Lori cried out and arched against him. Mike wrapped his hands around her hips and started to drag her back and forth across his thigh. The feel of her moisture soaking through her clothes and his, the scent of her was an aphrodisiac and Mike lowered her to the ground, intent on getting a taste of her.
He stripped away her pants and panties, using his hands to spread her thighs wide. He held her eyes as he lowered his mouth to her sex. The curls on her mound were trimmed and just a few shades darker than her hair. He nuzzled them for a second and then he licked her. She cried out his name, her hands fisting in his hair. Cupping her ass in his hands, Mike held her and started to spear his tongue in and out. She rocked against him. The taste of her flooded his mouth and he groaned, greedy and ravenous for more.
He pushed away from her and caught her hands as she reached for him. He shoved back up to his feet and stared down at her, struggling to breathe. He was sweating. His heart was pounding a mile a minute. He could still taste her on his lips and he wanted more. He had a bad feeling more didn’t describe what he wanted. He wanted a hell of a lot more and he was going to want it often.
“Lie down.”
Lori blinked, her lashes lowering over her eyes. Then she licked her lips and looked him square in the face. “Where?”
“Right where you are, little girl. If I wanted you some place else, I would have told you.”
As she lay down, Mike jerked his shirt off and undid the buckle on his belt. He started to take off his jeans, but decided against that. The minute he was naked, he was going to be on her, hard and fast, and he wasn’t ready for this to be over before it started.
Lori lay on the hardwood floor, her hair spread around her head and shoulders. Her nipples were hard, her breasts were full. She had long, well muscled thighs and full hips. Her belly was softly curved. Everything about her seemed to scream sex. He moved so that he was standing at her feet and he nudged them with one of his own. “Spread your thighs so I can look at you.”
She stared up at him, her face red. Mike cocked a brow at her. “I’m going to go down on you again in a minute and then I’
m going to fuck you until you can’t see straight. If you’re okay with that, then you should be okay with me looking at that pink pussy.”
She sucked in a harsh breath of air, her breasts rising and falling. But she slowly spread her legs. Not wide enough, but it was a start. He knelt between her thighs and pushed them wider. “Like that,” he muttered. “So I can see how wet you are.” As he spoke, he slid one finger through the glistening wet folds. He looked at her face as he slipped his finger between his lips. “You taste good.”
She bucked as he touched her again and Mike laid a hand on her belly. “Be still, Lori.” He lay between her thighs, using his shoulders to wedge them farther apart. “Don’t come before I tell you to.”
“Damn it, I’m about to come now.”
Mike slid one hand down the outside of her thigh until he could stroke the outer curve of her rump. “If you come before I say you can, I’m going to spank you.” He smacked his hand lightly against her flesh and smiled as she stiffened.
He stared into her eyes while he lowered his mouth to her mound. Circling his tongue around her clit, Mike slid his other hand along the inside of her thigh. When he pushed two fingers inside her, she was already tight and hot, clenching around him. He stroked them in and out, and as he began the fourth stroke, she started making a low, keening sound in her throat.
Mike lifted up and stared at her, cocking a brow. “Don’t come.”
“Then stop touching me!”
Mike smiled at her and twisted his fingers, screwing them in and out. Lori gasped. He lowered his mouth back to her sex and as he stroked her clit, she erupted. Mike continued to stroke her through the climax and when her eyes opened up, he lifted her up against him. “You came.”
“You made me.”
“I told you that if you came before I told you to, I’d spank you.”
Her eyes narrowed. “You did it on purpose.”
Mike bent down and murmured into her ear, “I know.” Mike stood and lifted her into his arms. He carried her over to the sofa. One end of the sofa was more of a chaise lounge and he chose that end and sat, stretching his legs out. He stroked a hand up her thigh and murmured, “Turn over.”
“I don’t think so.”
Mike fisted a hand in her hair, drew her head back and took her mouth. He kissed her until she was arching and straining against him. Then he pulled away. “Turn over.”
Lori crossed her arms over her chest. Mike smiled. “Last chance.”
“And what are you going to do, make me?”
“Yeah.” He cupped her in his hand, pushing one finger inside her. Her sheath was hot and swollen, resisting his entry. “You ever been so close to coming, that all it would take was one more touch?” As he spoke, he nuzzled her neck.
Lori shivered against him and arched into his hand, rocking her hips faster against his palm. “Mike…”
“That’s where I’m going to take you, so close that all you need is one more touch and you’ll explode. And I won’t give it to you.”
That was exactly what he did. Over and over, Mike worked her to the edge of orgasm. Her body was covered with a fine sheen of sweat and she was panting, straining and arching, begging him to let her come. Mike stopped touching her. He cupped her in his hand and lowered his head, murmuring in her ear. “Turn over.”
Her eyes were glassy and she obeyed blindly. Mike stared down at her rump and stroked the taut curves for a minute. She jerked at the first light slap. With the second one, she moaned. The third one, she screamed. Mike nudged her thighs apart and pushed his fingers inside her. The climax ripped through her with violent intensity.
He didn’t wait until the tremors passed this time. He surged upward, spilling her onto her back. They took up most of the narrow couch but Mike didn’t have time to carry her to the bed, or even move to the floor. His cock was so damn swollen, so damn sore, he was certain he would erupt like a geyser any second.
And he wanted to be inside her when it happened. He dug a rubber out of his back pocket and tore it open with hands gone clumsy. He jerked his jeans open and hissed out a breath as he rolled it down his aching length. He shoved her thighs apart and levered his weight up over her. “Look at me,” he ordered.
Their eyes met and held as he pushed inside. She was tight around him and he could feel the slick tissues rippling to accommodate him. He gritted his teeth, and lashed down the urge to come into her hard and fast, over and over, until he exploded. Instead, he let her body adjust to his slowly, sinking into her one inch at a time.
Once he had completely buried his length inside, he sank down against her, pressing his body to hers. He could feel every last silken inch of her naked body pressed against his. Mike slid his hands down, capturing first one wrist then the other and pinning them over her head. “You going to let me tie you down, Lori? Just how far are you willing to let me take you?” he murmured against her ear.
“However far you want, Mike.” She arched under him and whimpered, rotating her hips against his. She moaned a hungry little kittenish sound and when he pulled out and slammed back inside of her, the kitten turned into a tigress, arching up and purring.
“You sure about that?” He shifted so that he held both wrists in one hand and reached down with his free hand, catching her thigh and dragging it up so that she was open and exposed. “What if I pull out and tell you to turn around and bend over so I can fuck your ass? You going to let me do that?”
She clenched around him and came with sudden, violent intensity. As the walls of her sheath gripped his cock rhythmically, he lowered his mouth to her and muttered, “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Lori was still floating back down to Earth as he caressed her buttocks, his fingers sliding between to tease the sensitive opening there. He waited until her eyes cleared a little before he pressed the tip of his finger against her anus. “You’re tight. You’ve never done anal before, have you?”
Her eyes were wide and dark. Mike had a feeling she was both excited and terrified. Just the way he’d prefer it. She licked her lips and shook her head, still staring at him. When he pushed the tip of his finger inside her, she shrieked and shuddered in his hands. “Relax,” he murmured. “Don’t tense up so much. It will just make it hurt.”
“It already hurts.” Her voice broke a little on the last word and Mike lowered his lips to hers, kissing her and teasing her back to fever pitch.
“It supposed to hurt some. It’s not going to feel like it would if I was fucking your pussy, Lori. Otherwise, what’s the point?” He wiggled his finger a little, stretching the sensitive opening and waiting until she relaxed a little more before pushing deeper. “We won’t do any more tonight, but if you aren’t careful, the next time I take you, it’s going to be here. And I won’t stop until you beg me to.”
Lori’s eyes stared into his, panicked and aroused. Mike laughed, rotating his hips against hers, driving his cock deep and fast, then retreating in a slow, teasing glide. “You look ready to beg me now, Lori.” He dipped his head and circled his tongue around the edge of her lips, tracing the seam between and slipping inside her mouth for just a ghost of a second before he lifted his head.
Then he moved to her breasts, taking one nipple in his mouth, caressing it with his tongue, teasing it until every touch was a toss-up between excruciating pleasure and excruciating pain. Then he went to the other nipple and did the same thing.
By the time he lifted his head to look down at her, she was panting, flushed and he knew just one more touch in the right spot would send her screaming into climax. “You willing to beg, Lori?”
Her eyes narrowed, the fog clearing for just a second. “Hell, no.”
“I’ll take that as a dare.” Their gazes locked and held as he slowly started shafting her. Mike shifted his position so that he wasn’t rubbing against her clit and every time she lifted against him, trying to get closer, he moved away. He slowed his thrusts, shortening each one until he was only sinking halfway inside before pulling out.
He kept to that rhythm until she was sweating and straining under him. Each slick curve was dewed with sweat and her eyes were dark and blind, staring up at him with desperation. Against his chest, he could feel the tight little buds of her nipples. Everything inside her was reaching for climax.
“You ready to beg?” he teased. Mike slid his hand down her side, cupping his hand over her hip and lifting her slightly. He squeezed the taut flesh of her ass and murmured, “Beg me and maybe I’ll be easy on you when I help myself to your sweet little ass.”
“I don’t want easy,” Lori gasped. Her arms tensed, straining against the grip he had on her wrists.
“You want to come?”
“Hell, yes.”
“Then beg me… Just say please, Mike…that’s all I need to hear.” He pulled out and hoped she’d say it soon. As he sank back inside her, he thought his dick would explode.
She held out another three minutes. Then, as he rolled them to their sides and spanked her butt lightly, she lost control. He let go of her hands and she closed them over his shoulders, her nails tearing into his flesh. “Please, Mike…damn it, I can’t stand it anymore.”
Hell. Me neither. Mike groaned in gratitude and rolled her onto her back again, hooking his arms under hers and gripping her shoulders. With her body braced, he started to plunge into her with hard, deep strokes. On the third stroke, they arched against each other and exploded. Mike swallowed her scream and rode her through the climax until her body went limp, collapsing into the narrow cushions of the couch.
A few minutes passed before either of them made a sound. At Lori’s mumbled “Mmmph” Mike raised his head and said, “Huh?”
She smiled at him, her eyes closed. “I thought you said it was supposed to get worse.”
“Ahhh. Well, I figured I should take it easy on you at first. I won’t hold anything back next time.” He shifted down and rested his head between her breasts, cupping his hand over one. He rubbed his thumb back and forth over a pink nipple and watched it pucker and draw tight.
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