Tease Me (The Temptation Duet Book 2)

by Roxy Sloane

  The flirting doesn’t mean anything. We always flirt, it’s what we do. And that footsie in the bar might have been an accident. But the way he looked when Professor Hadlow came over and started hitting on me?

  That was jealousy, pure and simple.

  Ash was jealous. The knowledge makes my thighs clench with lust. If any other guy pulled that ‘arm around the shoulder’ possessive bullshit, I’d have told them where to get off, but when Ash pulled me closer, it was so damn hot.

  Everything the man does is hot.

  “So where are we going?” I ask, hurrying to keep up with his long strides.

  “Patience.”

  “And what are we going to do? We can’t get caught,” I add, worried. “I’m too close to graduating to get kicked out over some stupid prank.”

  “Relax.” Ash gives me a panty-melting grin. “It’s tradition. I asked around, and they never discipline for this kind of stuff.”

  I relax. “OK then. So what exactly do you have in mind?”

  Ash comes to a stop suddenly on the far edge of the quad. “Meet Oscar,” he says, gripping my shoulders and turning me to face a statue on the edge of the lawn.

  “Hi Oscar,” I wave to cover my shiver. God, it feels so good to have his hands on me. Firm. Commanding. There’s always been a steely thread running through Ash, his no-bullshit attitude to business and social events. Now I find myself hoping it extends to the bedroom.

  What this man could do with a pair of handcuffs...

  “Poor Oscar has been starved of the touch of a woman,” Ash continues, laughter in his voice.

  I stare up at the statue of a stern-looking old man, one of the founders of the college, I think. He’s got a book in one hand, and a pipe in the other. “I’m not surprised. Guy looks like he’d rather read a novel than get laid.”

  “Which is why we’re going to do him a service,” Ash adds. “And show him how delicious a woman’s panties can be.”

  I burst out laughing. “Seriously?”

  “I never joke about panties,” Ash replies, grinning. His accent sends shivers down my spine.

  I look at him a minute, then grin. “OK.”

  Before he can say a word, I reach down, slide my dress up, and then shimmy out of my panties. I hook them on one foot and lift, plucking them up. The black lace dangles from my finger. “Spot me.”

  “What?” Ash looks dazed.

  I grin. “The statue’s ten feet off the ground. I’m going to have to climb that tree if Oscar wants a taste.”

  I take off across the lawn before Ash can reply. I know he’s watching, so I’m sure to put an extra swing in my step, feeling the night breeze cool between my hot thighs.

  The sensation is strangely erotic. I’m already turned on from being around Ash, and now that I’m not wearing any panties, it adds a whole new heat to my desire.

  The statue is set on the edge of the lawn, in the shadow of a thicket of trees. Luckily, it’s far from the pathways. I check around, but this side of the quad is empty. Nobody will see me. I reach the nearest tree, and find a foothold. I swing off the ground. “You better be there to catch me,” I call, not looking down. I climb higher.

  “I’m here.”

  His voice sounds strangled. I grin. He’s standing right below me, which means he’s getting one hell of a view right now.

  I reach a thick branch, about level with the statue, and crawl out on my stomach. A twig catches on my dress, yanking it lower. “I should just take the damn thing off,” I mutter, pulling free.

  I think I hear a groan from below.

  I reach close enough to the statue, then take my panties and artfully arrange them over Oscar’s head: his nose buried in the crotch. “Perfect!”

  I shimmy back, and start climbing back down the tree. “Is that it?” I ask, feeling a little disappointed. “Because no offense, but that was pretty easy as far as pranks go---”

  I lose my grip and slip, plummeting toward the ground with a scream. It’s only a few feet, but it feels like forever -- until strong arms grip me, yanking me against his body.

  Ash.

  I gasp for air, clinging on to him. His blue eyes are shadowed in the dark, but they strip me naked. My nipples tighten. My body aches.

  Fuck.

  “Thanks,” I say, as he places me back on solid ground. My legs are shaking, but it’s got nothing to do with the fall. “I guess I wasn’t looking--”

  Before I can finish, Ash grabs my waist and shoves me up against the tree. His body covers mine, hard planes pushing me back. His eyes lock on mine, full of lust.

  Heat surges through me, but still, I gulp with nerves. This is it. The moment I’ve been waiting for.

  The point when everything changes.

  “What are you doing?” I murmur, thrilled and scared.

  “Something I should have done a long time ago.” Ash leans closer. I feel his breath on my lips. I shiver, preparing myself for his kiss. But it doesn’t come.

  Instead, Ash sinks to his knees.

  “Don’t make a sound,” he orders, looking up me. His lips curl in a possessive grin. “You’re going to want to scream for this. Don’t.”

  He pushes up my dress, and parts my thighs, and licks up against my bare pussy in one hot, mind-blowing stroke.

  Oh. My. God!

  FOUR

  ASH

  I feel her body tense in shock the minute my tongue finds her clit. I grip her hips tighter, and lick again, swirling over the sensitive nub and closing my lips over her to suck deep.

  JJ gasps, sinking back against the tree with a whimper.

  That’s right, darling. You’ve never felt it like this before.

  And I’m just getting started.

  I hook her thighs over my shoulders so I’m supporting her weight, prying her thighs wider to give me full access to her delicious cunt.

  Fuck, she tastes so good. Sweet and ripe, slick with lust. I’ve fantasized a hundred times about claiming her body, but this is hotter than I ever imagined.

  I slide my tongue down to her dripping slit and lap at her juices. JJ shudders, writhing against me. I reach up and shove her back against the tree, roving to touch and squeeze at her breasts. Jesus. They’re full and heavy, her nipples pressing tight through her dress.

  I pluck one hard, and feel her clench around my tongue in response.

  You like that, hmm?

  I lick back up to her clit, devouring her now with a hunger that courses through my veins. Fuck, I’ve waited a lifetime for this, to feel her body arch against me, hear those moans of pleasure echo from her lips.

  I slide a hand up her thigh to join my tongue, tracing around her lips until she’s bucking wildly against my mouth.

  “What do you want, sweetheart?” I pull back, glancing up as I murmur. I circle her wetness. JJ moans. “Do you want me inside you?”

  I slide one fingertip inside her. JJ gasps.

  “Is that what you want from me, baby?” I pulse my finger, so shallow I’m barely inside her at all. I reach out with my tongue and flick her clit.

  JJ shudders. “Please,” she gasps.

  The need in her voice goes straight to my cock. Fuck. I could hear her beg forever.

  “Please what?” I tease, nudging my finger deeper. JJ tries to bear down on me, but I keep her pinned back with my other hand, my lips whispering against her cunt.

  “More,” she moans.

  “More...” I add another finger, just the tip. I slide them just inside her and then withdraw. “Like that?”

  “Deeper,” JJ begs, thrusting against my mouth again. I lick her clit hard for a couple of strokes, and slide my fingers all the way in.

  “Yes,” she cries out, her pleasure echoing. But it’s dark here in the corner of the woods, and nobody’s around to hear her as I thrust my fingers in deep again and again, fucking her with my fingers until she grabs the back of my head and yanks my mouth back to her cunt.

  I don’t complain. Fuck, I could gorge on this
sweet pussy all night long. But she’s close now, I can hear it in her moans. She arches up, and I use the motion to slide my pinky finger through her juice and up the back of her crack.

  I nudge against her tight asshole. JJ goes stiff with surprise, but I’ve got her pinned and I’m not stopping yet.

  You’ll like this, darling. Just you wait.

  I nudge deeper, past that puckered ring of nerves. JJ lets out of gasp -- which quickly turns into a moan as I attack her clit again, licking and swirling until she’s shuddering like crazy in my arms. I thrust my fingers faster in time with each lick, plunging in a relentless rhythm until I feel her on the edge.

  I close my lips around her clit and suck hard, penetrating that gorgeous body with a final dirty thrust of my fingers.

  JJ breaks apart with a scream.

  She clenches wildly around me, so tight my dick goes rock hard with anticipation. Goddamn. The next time she comes, I swear, I’m going to be buried to the hilt in her delicious pussy, feeling every pulse from the inside out.

  I ride out her convulsions, pumping in time until she can’t take anymore. She pushes my head back and slides down to her feet.

  “Oh my God,” she gasps.

  I smooth her dress down and bring my index finger to my lips. “I thought I told you not to scream,” I smile, slowly licking her sweet juices away.

  JJ’s eyes flare with lust. Fuck, she looks hotter than ever. Her hair is rumpled, her face flushed. Everything about her screams ‘fuck me now’.

  It’s an invitation I’m not going to pass up.

  “Let’s go,” I growl, grabbing her hand. I make a quick calculation: whose room is closer, hers or mine? “Your place,” I decide. I’m going to explode if I’m not inside her in the next five minutes. “As much as this little back-to-nature adventure has been fun, the things I’ve got planned for you would get me deported.”

  JJ wets her lips. “Not so fast.” She yanks me back. “It’s your turn.”

  I stare. Fuck. Already I can picture her on her knees, taking every inch of me into that hot, wet mouth---

  “Not that,” JJ smirks. “Your dare. I gave Oscar his thrill, now it’s your turn. Unless you’re chicken,” she adds with a gleam.

  I’m torn. I want this girl naked and spread for me as soon as fucking possible, but something tells me her dare might be just as fun.

  And I never back down from a challenge.

  “Name it.”

  FIVE

  JUSTINE

  I try to think straight. My heart is racing and my legs are weak. I want to make this night last forever, but how the hell am I supposed to function after the most mind-blowing orgasm of my entire life?

  “The Dean’s office,” I manage to say. I’m about five seconds away from dropping to the ground, spreading my legs and begging, “Take me now!” but I fight to keep it together. The longer this delicious game lasts, the longer I have Ash all to myself.

  Ash raises an eyebrow, but he doesn’t argue. “Lead on, my lovely.”

  My stomach twists. Damn. I focus on putting one foot in front of the other, my body still reeling from his tongue’s amazing assault.

  Ash chuckles, and grips my shoulders to turn me around. “Other way,” he says, his breath hot against my ear. “On second thought, I’ll lead.”

  He guides me across the dark campus, his hand firm against the small of my back. It’s late, but every nerve in my body is wide awake and screaming for more. I knew Ash had a reputation, but damn, that was incredible.

  Part of me feels a stab of regret that we haven’t been doing that 24/7 for the last two years. It feels like a tragic waste of time -- and his wicked tongue.

  But would it feel so good if you hadn’t waited? A little voice reminds me. Would you be even doing this at all if you didn’t know it was just for tonight?

  “How are you doing, JJ?” Ash’s voice comes, low and amused.

  “Just fine,” I drawl. “Nothing like coming my brains out to get a girl going. Thanks for that, by the way,” I add sweetly.

  He laughs. “My pleasure. Any time.”

  “Give me five minutes,” I shoot back. “Then feel free to go for a repeat performance.”

  Ash stops, and pulls me in close. His eyes are playful, but there’s an edge of pure lust.

  “Darling. The next time you come, I promise, it’s going to be my dick driving you over the edge.”

  Yes.

  I gulp, trying not to let him see how much I want him. “Now now,” I scold, playing it cool. “What do they say about making assumptions?”

  Ash frowns, thrown.

  “It makes an ass out of you and me,” I smirk.

  I turn away, but Ash catches my waist. He leans in from behind, sliding his other hand down the side of my body, over my waist and hips.

  “Speaking of asses...” he murmurs, curving around to squeeze my cheek. “You should know, I’ve got plans for yours.”

  Oh shit.

  Lust strikes through me, pooling hot between my thighs. I still can’t believe he did that before -- or that it felt so fucking good. I’ve always wondered what it would feel like, but no guy has ever had the guts to try.

  Until him.

  Now I wonder what else he’s planning. And if I’m going to enjoy the main event as much as the previews.

  Who are you kidding? Anything this man does to your body is going to feel incredible.

  I snap back. Ash is already striding on towards the admin building, so I hurry to catch up. There are a couple of lights on in the upstairs offices, and the front door is unlocked.

  Ash holds it open for me. “Ladies first,” he grins.

  Chivalrous as always -- even with his tongue still wet from eating my pussy.

  I step inside and look around. I wasn’t thinking much further than making this game last, but now my mind races to come up with a dare. Something sexy and fun, like his was for me.

  “I dare you to photocopy your junk,” I tell him, grinning. “And then paper the Dean’s office with it.”

  Ash laughs. “Can’t wait to get a look, huh?”

  “Please.” I roll my eyes, covering the way my pussy aches just at the thought of his cock. “You’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all. Now get to it, scoot!”

  Ash shakes his head, still laughing, but he heads deeper inside the building. He checks the office doors in turn until he finds the supply closet with the Xerox machine inside.

  We step into the room. It’s small here, close quarters. Ash meets my eyes. “I knew you only wanted me for my body,” he quips, reaching for his belt.

  My pulse kicks. “That and your accent,” I joke, trying to keep the mood light. All I want to do is yank those pants down and ride him until we’re both screaming, but I turn to the copier and open the lid, programming it to make a hundred copies. “Go right ahead, big boy.”

  “Yes ma’am,” Ash replies in his awful American accent. I laugh -- until he shoves down his pants and underwear and pulls out the most gorgeous, hard, thick cock I’ve ever seen.

  Holy shit!

  Ash moves to rest it on the screen and hits the copy button. The lights flare as the copy machine kicks into action, scanning the whole length of him. The first copy emerges from the paper tray.

  I hold it up. “Not bad,” I murmur, as if I’m not already wet just imagining him thrusting that beast of a cock deep inside me. “I guess you weren’t exaggerating.”

  Ash gives me look that could set my panties on fire. “What are you going to do about it?” he asks, his voice low and throaty.

  Power surges through me. I’ve wanted him for so long, I can’t believe this is really happening. I take a step towards him, reaching to close my hand around his hard, hot length.

  Ash growls.

  “Like I said,” I smile, “Your turn.”

  I grip him tighter and pump, loving the feel of him, so thick and muscular in my hand. I can barely fit my fist around him, and the thought sends a fresh shiver all the way to
my core.

  God, he’s going to feel so good inside.

  But right now, it’s time for me to make him groan. And after the stunning climax he gave me out there on the quad, I need to make it good.

  A girl’s got a reputation to live up to, after all.

  I sink to my knees and bring my mouth to join my hand, licking up the length of him like a popsicle while my hand keeps pumping, steady at his base.

  Ash groans. “Damn... ”

  I swirl my tongue over his massive head, using my lips as suction to draw him into my mouth.

  Ash curses, and then his hands are on the back of my head. He grips my hair, guiding me deeper, straining for more.

  Not yet. No, I’m going to make him crazy first, until he knows what it’s like to want someone the way I’ve been wanting him.

  I pull back, and return to my slow, long licks, all the way down his shaft. I slide my free hand up his thighs and find his balls, gently stroking and squeezing them until Ash makes another raw groan of pleasure.

  His dick swells even harder against my lips. Engorged and demanding. Jesus. I’m so turned on, I can’t think straight. My pussy is drenched and throbbing, and I can’t resist slipping one hand between my thighs to rub my clit as I take him all the way into my mouth.

  Yes. Fuck, it feels so good. I slide my lips down his shaft, feeling his cock twitch and tasting the tangy salt of precum. He’s so big, I can’t fit him all the way down, so I use my hand to pump where my lips leave off.

  “JJ,” Ash groans. “Fuck, you’re the best.”

  I feel a glow of pride. Damn right I am. I find a rhythm, slowly bobbing my head and keeping that suction in my lips, pulling back up to swirl my tongue around that sweet spot right near the tip. And all the while, I’ve got one hand trapped between my clenched thighs, circling my tender clit with a rhythm that makes me moan against him.

  My nipples tighten. My heart pounds. It’s so fucking hot, on my knees like this in the dark room. The only light comes from the hallway through the half-open door, and the silence is broken by Ash’s heavy breathing. Desperate and ragged.

  But more than the place, the time, it’s him. His cock thrusting deep between my eager lips. His voice groaning my name. Ash. My Ash. The man I know better than anyone, who knows me more than the rest. I’ve waited so long to show him how much I want him, and now, I savor every second of it.