Tease Me (The Temptation Duet Book 2)

by Roxy Sloane

  “JJ...” he gasps again. He’s about to come, I feel it in every breath. He thrusts against me, harder now. Gripping my hair and driving the pace, taking total control.

  I love it. I love feeling his hands on me, his body straining closer to the edge. I love knowing I’m the one making him feel so good, getting caught up in the thrill.

  Moving my head in rhythm, I angle my throat, taking him even deeper this time. Ash lets out a curse, and then he’s plunging wildly, fucking my mouth, making me crazy with desire as I match his pace with my own frantic rubbing. I’m close, so close, but I want to take him there even more. I reach back up to grip him, using my own slick juices to coat his length, pumping him with both hands as I take him all the way to the back of my throat.

  I look up to see an expression of pure ecstasy on his face. Our gaze catches. I feel myself flush. I’ve given dozens of blowjobs before, but suddenly, none of them feel as intimate as this. I hold his gaze, and suck harder.

  Ash lets out a strangled cry, and then I feel him explode, a rush of hot salty liquid gushing down my throat. I swallow him down hungrily, every last drop.

  Mine.

  SIX

  ASH

  Holy. Fucking. Shit.

  I lurch back, feeling my climax rip through every part of me. JJ is still watching me, down on her knees. She slowly wipes the corner of her mouth with her thumb, then sucks it, not breaking her stare.

  It’s so hot, I could come all over again if I hadn’t just shot my load into that sweet miracle of a mouth.

  Goddamn, this girl is good.

  I pull up my pants and yank JJ to her feet. Her eyes are dilated like she’s close to coming, and when I slide my hand lower, I find her wet and ready, quivering to my touch.

  “What’s this?” I slide my fingers against her clit and feel her jolt.

  Fuck yes. I love that she’s turned on, too. That her moans weren’t faked, she got off on sucking me almost as much as I loved the feel of her wet, greedy lips gorging on my cock.

  “It feels like you need something...” I muse, thrumming against her again. JJ’s eyes flare. She gasps for air.

  “You’re right,” she whispers. “It would be rude to leave a lady so unsatisfied.”

  In one swift move I lift her up onto the copier and thrust two fingers deep inside her tight cunt. I press my thumb hard against her clit as my fingers pulse deep. She shatters with a scream that makes me hard all over again.

  Damn. And I haven’t even got started fucking her yet.

  JJ clings to my shoulders, gasping for air as her pussy clenches around me. I get an idea, and hit the copy button. The machine whirs to life again.

  “What--?” JJ startles, looking down.

  I pull another copy out of the feed. JJ’s perfect naked ass, and the outline of my hand disappearing into her pussy.

  Damn, that’s hot.

  “This one, I’m keeping.” I fold it into my shirt pocket. Then I grab a handful of the copies of my junk. “Which way to the Dean’s office?”

  JJ catches her breath. “End of the hallway, to the right,” she replies, smoothing her dress down. Still, there’s no hiding it: she’s radiating sex, so fucking hot I want to flip her over and fuck her up against this machine until the motor gives out.

  But first, there’s a bet to finish.

  “Never say I don’t follow through.”

  I grab a stapler from the tray by the door, then take off down the hallway with a whoop.

  “Wait up!” JJ laughs, racing after me. I paper the hallway with Xeroxes, stapling them over every noticeboard and flyer until there’s a row of cocks trailing all the way to the Dean’s office.

  I try the door. “Locked.”

  “We could pick it,” JJ suggests, looking excited.

  “With what?”

  “My bobby pin? I saw it on TV once--”

  We’re interrupted by a sudden noise at the other end of the hallway. Someone coming down the stairs.

  JJ panics. “Shit!”

  I grab her. “Come on,” I whisper, yanking her away. We race back, not pausing for a minute even when the lights turn on and a voice yells, “Hey!” behind us.

  We burst out the main doors and sprint across the quad until we hit the street. Traffic streams past, and there’s noise and laughter from celebrations in the bars.

  JJ tugs at my hand. “Wait,” she gasps. “I can’t...”

  I stop. She bends over, gasping for air. Shit. “Are you OK?” I ask, worried, but then she straightens up and I can see she’s laughing.

  “Oh my god,” JJ gasps in hysterics. “I can’t believe we just did that! Imagine if they’d caught us, or before...”

  When she was on her knees, taking every last inch of my cock.

  “I thought you liked the risk,” I grin. “Didn’t you tell me once, you have discovery fantasies?”

  Her eyes widen. She blushes. “Oh my god, we were so drunk. I can’t believe you remember that!”

  “I remember everything.”

  Every late-night, whiskey-fueled conversation. All the dirty secrets we shared -- things we’d never admit to anyone else. And I can tell JJ does too, because her smile turns daring.

  “What about you, Mr. Domination?” she coos, reaching up to adjust the collar of my shirt. She quirks an eyebrow. “Did you ever find a girl to tie down and spank?”

  Damn. My cock gets hard, just hearing the word ‘spank’ with JJ’s lush body pressed up against me.

  “Is that an invitation?” I growl.

  Excitement flares in her eyes. “That depends...” she whispers.

  “On what?” I swear, I don’t care that we’re in the middle of the sidewalk with people walking by. I’m this close to shoving her back in the alleyway and claiming that juicy cunt all the way to the hilt.

  “On how fast we can make it back to your apartment.”

  I turn and flag down the nearest cab without pausing for breath. I shove JJ inside, and tumble in after. “California Avenue,” I demand, already reaching for her. “And make it fast.”

  Her breath tickles in my ear. “Don’t you dare,” she whispers, as the cab speeds away.

  I yank her into my lap. “Don’t worry, darling,” I slide around to cup her breast. It’s full and swollen, heavy in my hand. Goddamn. I squeeze her nipple, hard through her silky dress. “I’ve been waiting too long for this to rush it.”

  The minute the words are out, I realize what I’ve said.

  Shit.

  JJ frowns. “You’ve been waiting for this?” I can’t tell what she thinks.

  I think fast. “Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it,” I say, keeping my voice light. “Two stunningly attractive people like us... It was inevitable we’d do this one day.”

  She laughs. “Arrogant, much?”

  “I believe I just paid you a compliment.” I tweak her nipple again and she gasps, grinding against my lap with her ass.

  “My mistake.” JJ’s head falls back against my shoulder, leaving her body open to me. I slowly stroke her breasts, moving my other hand over her stomach, and down between her hot thighs.

  She stifles a moan as I stroke her through her dress.

  My eyes meet the cab driver’s in the rearview mirror. He winks.

  I lean in to whisper in JJ’s ear. “We have an audience,” I murmur, still stroking in circles around her clit. “Want me to stop?”

  She keeps her eyes shut.

  “Was that a no?” I grin, reaching to squeeze her other nipple.

  JJ pants against me.

  “Was that a yes?” I rub faster. She whimpers.

  “He can see everything, you know,” I keep whispering. My words are making her hot, I can tell. She’s getting off on how naughty this is, spread out on my lap in the backseat of the cab with the driver just inches away, hearing every moan.

  Damn, I love how wild she is. Other girls would be blushing by now, pushing my hands away, pretending to be good and proper. But JJ arches up, p
ressing against my hand, then grinding back into my cock. She keeps her eyes shut, but I can tell from the heat in her body she’s loving every minute of this, there in the dark with just my hands and dirty words urging her on.

  “I bet he’s wishing he was me right now,” I murmur, sliding my hand up under her skirt. She’s naked underneath, juicy and dripping for me. I curl two fingers up inside her, and feel her body clench around me, greedy for more.

  Soon. So fucking soon.

  “He’s hearing those sexy whimpers, and wishing he was balls-deep in your tight, wet pussy,” I whisper in her ear. “I bet he’s never fucked a girl like you before. Hell, I bet the minute he drops us off, he’ll be jacking off, imagining your lips sliding up his shaft and taking him deep, choking on his cum.”

  JJ lifts her head and turns to me. Her eyes are wide and lusty, her breath is coming fast. “Too bad,” she tells me, gasping as I plunge my fingers deeper inside her clenching channel. “Yours is the only cock I want inside me, every inch, Ash, I want every fucking inch.”

  Goddamn.

  I fight to keep control, but JJ clenches around my fingers. “You feel that?” she demands.

  I groan. Fuck, this is too much.

  “That’s what I’ve got for you,” she promises, her eyes bright. “I want to feel you stretch me wide open. I want you pounding me into the mattress. Hold me down, tie me up, do whatever you want with me, just promise, you’ll take me hard.”

  The cab screeches to a halt. For a second, I think the cabbie’s just come, but then I look out the window and realize, we’re outside my apartment.

  Thank fucking God.

  I push JJ out the door and throw a twenty into the front. “Keep the change.”

  The driver smirks. “You are one lucky bastard,” he calls, as I slam the door shut.

  Don’t I know it.

  I drag JJ up the front steps, and unlock the front door. I yank her into the house. The door slams shut behind us. Silence.

  Finally, we’re alone.

  SEVEN

  JUSTINE

  I stand there in the hallway, my heart racing. It’s dark, just the streetlights outside shining through the window and noise from late-night partiers on the street. Ash throws his keys and wallet down on the table, and turns back to face me, three feet away.

  We stare hungrily at each other. In the dim light, his face is shadowed, but I can see the desire written all over his face. It makes my stomach twist, and my pussy ache.

  Suddenly, it all comes crashing in. This is it. The moment I’ve been waiting for all this time. I gulp for air, overwhelmed. My legs are still weak and my breath is coming fast from that scene in the cab. Holy fuck it was hot. I can’t believe we just did that. It felt so dirty and thrilling -- and I didn’t want it to stop.

  He pushes every one of my limits, and makes my fantasies come true. Now I have him all alone. No interruptions. Nobody to see.

  No place to hide.

  He knows me better than anyone, and now, there’ll be nothing between us at all.

  I stare at Ash, waiting for some cue. Finally, he reaches up and slowly loosens his tie. He pulls it free and tosses it on the floor. He raises an eyebrow: a challenge.

  Your turn.

  My nerves disappear. It’s still just a game, I tell myself, regret mingling with excitement in my veins.

  I kick off one shoe, then the other.

  Ash smiles, and unbuttons his shirt. He throws it down, and I drink in the sight of his naked torso: a lean, swimmer’s body, all muscle and taut, tanned flesh.

  Yum.

  I undo the zipper on my dress and let it fall to the ground. My panties are still decorating the statue of Oscar, so I’m left wearing my black lace push up bra -- and nothing else.

  Ash’s jaw clenches. He unbuckles his belt, and strips off his pants. I can see the outline of his cock straining against his briefs: hard and thick.

  I shiver. God, I want him.

  I unhook my bra and slowly slide it down my arms. The night air hits my naked breasts, and my nipples stiffen.

  Ash shoves his briefs down. His cock springs free, standing hard and massive as he kicks the last of his clothing aside.

  My thighs clench.

  We’re both naked now, and Jesus, the tension crackling between us could light a city block on fire. My pulse is racing, and I’m dying to touch him, but something keeps me locked in place, waiting for him to make his move.

  His eyes move slowly from my head to my toes. I can feel the burning path of his gaze on my skin. Every nerve in my body is humming with excitement, until finally he reaches my face again.

  “Turn around.” Ash’s voice is low and thick with lust. “Put your hands against the wall and spread your legs.”

  Holy shit.

  My pussy throbs. I do as he says. I turn my back and put my hands up against the door. I widen my stance and arch back, thrusting my ass in the air.

  Ash moves closer. “I remember what you told me, about those guys you hooked up with who couldn’t make you come to save their lives.”

  His voice shivers down my spine, that sexy accent, all crisp and dominating. He strokes gently across my shoulders, and brushes my hair back from my neck.

  “You said how you wished they would just take charge. Not wait for permission for every little thing. Just go ahead and fuck you like a real man.”

  He twists my hair in his fist and pulls.

  Jesus. Heat floods through me. My legs go weak with lust, but I keep position: hands up, legs spread.

  “Is this what you want, JJ?” He whispers against my ear, every breath making me even wetter. Ash gives another tug: not hard enough to hurt, but enough to show he means business.

  He’s in charge now, and fuck, I love it.

  “Is this what you imagined?” he demands. “All those nights you kicked them out the door and finished yourself off because they were too pussy to get you there?”

  “Yes,” I gasp, reeling from the thrill. I’ve fantasized about a man who could dominate me like this: a real man, not the boys in law school and college. They liked to talk, sure, but when it came down to it, they were fumbling and meek, or blandly unimaginative.

  But Ash? Damn. He’s hotter than I even imagined. Dirtier, harder, more playful all in one irresistibly sexy package.

  He knows me. He knows exactly what I want.

  Now, he tugs gently on my hair; strokes softly across my naked back, making me shiver and moan.

  “Did you picture someone holding you down like this,” he growls, “making you wet, giving that sweet ass the spanking it deserves?”

  Before I can process his words, his free hand cracks against my bare ass in a delicious slap.

  I let out a shriek of surprise.

  Ash spanks me again, on the other cheek this time. The shock jolts through me, a delicious pressure mingling together in a thrilling and unfamiliar buzz.

  Oh God, yes.

  I arch back, wiggling my ass for more.

  Ash gives a throaty chuckle. “Goddamn, JJ. How can you be this good?”

  He lands another hard slap, tugging on my hair at the same time so my body is arched and taut for him. The sensation crashes through me. I’m dizzy with lust now, fuck, it feels like a dream. The darkness, his commanding voice. I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life before. This is incredible.

  He spanks me again, making me moan, then smoothes his hand over my stinging flesh. He dips between my thighs to stroke my lips.

  “Juicy and tight,” he says, testing one finger inside of me. “Are you ready for me, darling?”

  “Yes,” I gasp, and God, I’ve never been more ready. Ready for his cock to split me wide open, ready for his hands to clench me tight.

  “Are you sure about that?” Ash’s voice turns teasing. He slides his finger out and strokes over my aching nipples, coating them in my slick juices and giving them a delicious, sharp tweak.

  I shudder with excitement, my whole body trembling.
“Now, Ash, I need you!”

  “What’s the magic word?” he growls in my ear.

  I pause. I’ve never begged, not for anyone. It was always a line I didn’t cross, the way I stayed in control. I could take it or leave it, walk away at any time.

  But we both know, I crossed that line with Ash a long time ago. I want him so bad, I don’t care I’m breaking my own rules.

  “C’mon, JJ,” Ash demands. He slides his hand down, rubbing possessively over my clit in time with his filthy words. “You need it, don’t you? You want my cock thrusting deep inside you. You’re gagging for it, I can feel your pussy dripping for more.”

  He gives me another hard rub and I break. “Please,” I gasp, feeling so empty, so close to the edge. “Fuck me, Ash. I need you to. Now.”

  Without a word, Ash grips my hips, yanks me back and impales me on his hard, demanding cock.

  Oh. My. God.

  I scream with pleasure at the feel of him, stretching me wide open, tearing me apart.

  Ash pulls back, then thrusts into me again, so hard I slam forwards against the wall. Holy shit, I feel him everywhere. Every inch, rubbing high inside me, thick and full like nothing else. Hitting just the right spot, making my blood boil.

  He pulls me to him as he fucks me, kissing down the back of my neck as he thrusts deeper.

  Already, I’m close. Fuck. I gasp for air, pushing back on his thrust to take him even further.

  He groans. “JJ.”

  Hearing my name on his lips makes me even hotter. I climax fast, hard and sweet. Pleasure rushes through me, but he’s just getting started. Ash yanks my hair back, biting down on my shoulder. I thrust in time now, riding out my orgasm until I’m lost in the rhythm. Relentless. Dirty. Deep.

  So fucking deep.

  Ash suddenly pulls out and spins me around to face him. He lifts my hips and wraps my legs around his waist, slamming into me again in one hard, deep stroke.

  Holy shit!