Rough Stuff (The Untouchables MC Book 3)

by Joanna Blake

  “So, where are they?”

  I lay across the bed in my white lace bridal lingerie, my head propped in my hand. My fingers drummed impatiently against the bedspread. Cain was finally out of the bathroom.

  He took one look at me and started to salivate.

  “Wow.”

  “Hmm?”

  “You look . . .”

  “Stop stalling. I want the handcuffs.”

  “You were serious about that?”

  “Hell, yes, I was serious.”

  He gave me an odd look and shook his head. He bent over his suitcase and turned around with the cuffs in his hand. I nodded my approval, feeling very powerful. This was going to be fun.

  He pulled me out of bed with one hand and handed me the cuffs with the other.

  “It’s our wedding night. I want you so badly, sweetheart.”

  “I want you too.”

  He dipped his head and kissed me. It was a kiss full of promise and heat. Heat that was going to have to go unfulfilled for a little while.

  SNAP.

  He lifted his head and stared at his hand in confusion.

  SNAP.

  He looked at his other hand.

  “Now, Princess—” he started. But I cut him off.

  “Bed. Now.”

  He just stared down at me. I smiled sweetly.

  “You promised.”

  He got onto the bed and looked at me.

  “Now what?”

  I straddled him, and he grinned, reaching for my hips. I slapped his hands and told him to stretch them overhead. Then I cuffed him to the bedposts.

  I ran my fingertips over his chest and he growled.

  “I need four.”

  “In my bag,” Cain replied, his voice sounding strangled. I slid off him slowly and walked across the room. I looked over my shoulder at him, giving him plenty of time to look at my ass. He was practically drooling.

  This was off to a very good start.

  I got out the remaining cuffs. I fitted them to his ankles, tracing my fingernails up and down his calves. He had such gorgeous legs, I wanted to bite them. So I did. It was a good thing he was so tall, or else I wouldn’t have been able to attach the cuffs to the footboard without chains or something.

  I stood back and admired my handiwork. Perfect. I smiled at the big, beautiful man on the bed. He was helpless. He was completely at my mercy. And I was about to ride him like a roller coaster. Just . . . not the body part he wanted me to ride.

  He was sporting a serious cock stand.

  I got myself a glass of water and a bowl of ice. His eyes widened at that. He watched me carefully, his chest rising and falling with increasing speed.

  I climbed onto the foot of the bed and climbed up and over him. I kissed the inside of his knees. I licked his inner thighs. And then I slid over his cock to sit on his belly.

  “Hmm . . . you look good like this, Cain. What should I do first?”

  “Fuck me,” he urged. “That’s a good place to start.”

  “I don’t think so.”

  I ran my hands over my chest and rubbed my nipples through my bra. He was staring at me intently, watching my every move. The man looked hypnotized. I reached back to scrape his thighs with my fingernails, just grazing his cock.

  “I think I need some help with these. Will you suck them for me?”

  “Yes,” he growled, lifting his head.

  I shimmied forward, unclasping my bra. I played with my nipples, not far from his face.

  “Are you sure you want a taste?”

  “Yes, dammit!”

  “Ask me nicely.”

  “Please let me suck on your tits.”

  Oh, my.

  Okay then. How could I say no to that?

  I leaned down and pressed my nipple to his lips. He suckled me for a while, swirling his tongue against the sensitive nub. I pulled back and offered him the other nipple. I started rocking my hips. I was getting so excited.

  I pulled back and reached backward, gripping his cock. He moaned helplessly. I ran my other finger down to the edge of my panties.

  “I think I need help with this too.”

  “Fuck! Let me eat you.”

  “Say please.”

  “Please let me eat your pussy.”

  “Hmm . . . much better.”

  I stood above him and pulled my panties down. He was staring hungrily. I lowered myself above his face. I dipped down and felt his tongue sliding over me. I lifted up again and he cursed.

  “Ride my fucking tongue.”

  I exhaled and did as he asked, lowering myself down until I felt his tongue pushing inside me.

  “Oh!”

  I started moving my hips in little circles, riding his tongue like a cock. He moved it inside me, touching my pussy walls from every angle. I reached down to finger my clit while he watched.

  “I’m coming!”

  I shook as his tongue explored me. I wasn’t in control. I let his tongue work me as I convulsed helplessly on his face.

  Finally, I collapsed on the bed beside him.

  “More.”

  I traced my fingers over his chest and lower, brushed his cock where it strained against his shorts.

  “Hmm . . . you want to do that again?”

  “Fuck, yes.”

  “Not just yet. Maybe if you are good.” I tugged his shorts down. “If you promise not to come when I suck you.”

  He moaned incoherently as I settled between his thighs and started to suck him. I cupped his balls and blew on them, then ran the tip of my tongue over them.

  “Does that make them get really full?”

  “Unnff. Fuck. Yes.”

  I licked the tip and pulled it into my mouth to circle it with my tongue. Then I got a piece of ice. Cass had told me this particular trick. I put it in my mouth and pulled his cock between my lips. He hissed at the sensation. When the ice was melted, I lifted my head again.

  “So yummy. I want you to stay hard for a long time for me, okay?”

  Cain cursed as I lifted my head away.

  “Should I ride you again?”

  “Yes!”

  “Your tongue or . . .”

  I hovered my pussy over his cock, pressing down on it so the tip disappeared just inside me.

  “Yes. Fuck. Don’t stop.”

  “Hmm, maybe later.”

  I moved up his body again and positioned myself over his face. He was even more eager this time as he pushed his tongue in and out of my pussy. I pulled on my nipples and circled my hips.

  “Ohh, I’m so close. I’m going to come!”

  I bucked my hips and rubbed my clit as the orgasm overwhelmed me. I stayed up there, gripping the headboard, until the last tremors had passed.

  “Hmm . . . I’m so wet. Do you want to see?”

  “Christ, yes. Show me.”

  “We could sixty-nine.”

  He groaned and murmured yes. I was going to tease him a bit first though.

  I spread my legs and straddled his stomach, facing his cock. I gripped it and pulled it into my mouth very slowly. My pussy was right there, in his face, but he couldn’t touch it. It took guts to expose myself like that, but judging from the hoarse moans behind me, it was worth it.

  I positioned myself so he could lick my pussy again. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. And I loved having his big dick in my mouth.

  I teased his cock for a while longer before turning around again.

  “I want you to fuck me. I just can’t decide which part of you to ride.”

  I pretended to think about it while he stewed.

  “My cock. Ride my fucking cock, woman.”

  “Well, maybe for a little while.”

  He grunted in ecstasy as I lowered myself onto his shaft again. He made a low guttural sound as I seated myself all the way. I played with my nipples while he stared helplessly, his hands clenching in the air. Then I started to move.

  “Tell me when you get close,” I ordered.

 
; He moaned.

  “Christ, Kelly. I’m already close.”

  I lifted myself off him and dragged my fingernails over his flat belly. I grabbed a piece of ice and rubbed it on his stomach and down to his cock. He was making sounds I had never heard before.

  “Should I blow on it? Cool it down some more?”

  “Urgh.”

  “No? Maybe you want me to fuck your tongue instead?”

  He was sweating bullets. I took pity on him and fucked him some more. He wasn’t even talking anymore.

  “Fuck. I’m gonna come.”

  “Not yet.”

  I popped off his cock and played with my clit while he watched, staring hungrily between my legs.

  After a few minutes, I started riding him again.

  “Fuck, Kelly!”

  I reached back and stroked his balls while I rode him.

  “Should I ruin your orgasm? Like you did to me that time?”

  Another incoherent sound.

  “Right, I think so too. Are you close?”

  “Yes,” he hissed at me, looking pissed off. I almost didn’t go through with it. But I wanted to do this at least once so I acted braver than I thought.

  I rode him and toyed with his balls for the next few minutes until I felt him start to come. I pulled myself off and sat on his thighs, watching in fascination as his come started to spurt. His cock bobbed in the air as the orgasm dwindled again to nothing.

  His eyes were closed. I leaned down suck his cock for a minute. I knew he hadn’t gotten any relief from that. I also knew that he was going to come harder than ever when I finally let him come.

  “What should we do now?” I asked, running my fingertips up and down his shaft.

  He opened his eyes. The intensity in them took my breath away. Suddenly, I was no longer in charge. I was Baby Girl and he was The Boss.

  “Uncuff me. Now.”

  I nodded and got the keys. I uncuffed his ankles and then one wrist. He grabbed my hand and took the keys. I sat on the bed as he uncuffed the other wrist. Then he grabbed me and threw me over his lap, bottom up.

  “You’ve been a very bad girl, Princess.”

  He stroked my ass softly before bringing his hand down on it, hard.

  “Daddy is going to have to fuck you a bunch of times before he is even a little bit satisfied.”

  “Oh . . .”

  He smacked me again.

  “Spread your legs.”

  I did. Nothing prepared me for what he did next. He’d done it once before but not nearly as hard.

  He spanked my pussy.

  I gasped at the sensation. It felt . . . amazing.

  “Are you a bad girl?”

  “Yes!”

  He smacked it again.

  “Are you sorry for making Daddy wait?”

  “Yes!”

  Smack.

  “Tell me, Baby Girl.”

  “I’m sorry, Daddy!”

  It was the first time I ever called him Daddy. I’d done it, just like he’d predicted. I had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last time either. My words seemed to satisfy him. He tossed me on the bed and grabbed my ankles, holding them above me. Then he plunged his cock into me in one hard thrust. He held my legs up and fucked me. It was rougher than he’d ever been. It felt so good, I was close to coming in less than a minute.

  “Play with those nipples for me, you bad girl.”

  I pulled on my nipples, watching him as he took what he wanted. He growled his approval and started fucking me faster.

  “I’m going to come inside you and you are going to take every drop. Pull it out of me with that pretty pussy of yours.”

  “Yes!”

  “Yes, what?”

  “Yes, Daddy!”

  He groaned and the damn burst. I felt his come splash against my womb. He filled me up, pumping his cock into me again and again.

  He stayed there for a while as I came. I creamed all over him, trembling and shaking. Finally, he tugged his cock out and held it to my lips.

  “Lick me clean.”

  I opened my lips without hesitation and started cleaning his cock. It didn’t soften even a little. If anything, it got harder.

  “Get on your hands and knees.”

  I scrambled to do his bidding. I knew he was going to fuck me hard again and I couldn’t wait. This was the best night of my life so far. I couldn’t wait to see what he did next.

  I was shocked when I felt him push his thumb into my ass.

  “I’m going to fuck this tonight too.”

  I whimpered as his cock pressed into my pussy. He fucked me hard right from the start. His thumb in my ass made the sensations even more intense. For a long time, the only sounds in the room were our heavy breathing and the sounds of his hips slapping against my ass.

  I felt him pull his thumb out and slip two other fingers into my backdoor.

  “That’s it . . . open up for me. Good girl.”

  Something about the feeling of him stretching my bottom made me come even harder.

  “I’m going to fucking come. Get ready.”

  I whimpered in response. I was coming almost non-stop at this point. I couldn’t talk. I could barely think.

  He hissed his pleasure as he stared coming, riding me like he was riding a horse, with two fingers up my ass like he was holding the pommel. He used those fingers to bring my hips back against his cock.

  “Fuck!”

  I was still coming when he pulled his cock free a few minutes later. I knew what was next. I turned around and licked his cock clean without him asking. His hands were in my hair as he held me there until he was satisfied.

  “Good girl.”

  Chapter Thirty-Nine

  Cain

  “Hmm . . . very nice.”

  I probed her cute little ass with my tongue while Kelly made breathy sounds like a kitten. I had been saving this for later, after we’d been married for a while, but she’d pushed me over the brink tonight. I was an animal now, acting on pure instinct.

  I was the predator, and she was my prey.

  And I wanted into that ass.

  “Arch your back for me. Open . . .” I instructed her as I started tonguing her ass again. I pulled back and worked my fingers inside her. It was going to be tight, but after a half an hour of working her, I was pretty sure I could get my cock inside her without hurting her.

  I had to be extra-careful because I knew it would take me longer to come this time. I’d just busted two nuts in a short period of time. But that suited me just fine. I wanted to be thorough when I fucked her ass the first time. I wanted it to last.

  Anal sex was an acquired taste for women, from what I understood. And Kelly was about to acquire it.

  “Relax. Stay open for me.”

  I pulled my fingers out and guided my cock to her ass. Very slowly, I pushed it in. I groaned as her rosebud opened up and the tip of my cock slid in. She was so tight . . . but she was ready. I could move. I reached around to play with her clit.

  That did it. She opened up some more and I inched forward. Her pussy juices were soaking my fingers as I strummed her clit. Faster. Faster.

  “Ah!”

  Kelly came hard, her sexy little body jerking beneath me. Her body opened up like a flower and I was in. Her ass massaged my dick. It felt insanely good.

  “Fuck!”

  I gripped her hips with both hands and started slowly sawing my cock in and out of her ass. It felt fucking amazing. She whimpered and I paused.

  “Am I hurting you?”

  “No. I . . . I like it.”

  I exhaled in relief. Her ass felt exquisite, hugging my shaft in a perfect circle. It was completely different from regular sex, which was phenomenal on its own. Not to mention her superior oral skills. Kelly’s hot little body was the perfect fucking playground for my cock.

  “Fuck . . . that’s good, baby girl. Fuck, that’s good.”

  “Hmm . . . Cain . . .”

  “Fuck. Give me that ass.”
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br />   She cried out and started coming again. I groaned as her ass fluttered around me. I hadn’t touched her pussy in a while. This was one hundred percent an assgasm.

  And it was fucking amazing.

  “Put your head down.” I guided her chest to the bed, which lifted her ass even higher and made it easier for me to slide in and out. “That’s it. Good.”

  The new position felt even better. Plus, she looked so hot and submissive like that. I was close but I knew I could drag this out if I concentrated. And I wanted to feel her ass coming all over my cock again. I reached forward to play with her tits for a while. I thrust a little harder now that I knew she could take it.

  “Yes!”

  “You gonna come again, Princess?”

  “Uh! Yes!”

  I reached lower to stroke her wet pussy again.

  “Come for me, Baby Girl.”

  Kelly went off like a rocket. It was a good thing I had one hand on her lower back or she would have flown off the bed. I didn’t stop playing with her empty pussy while I filled her ass with my shaft. Having all her parts open and waiting for me sent me over the edge.

  “Fuck, I’m coming.”

  I gripped her hips and held them as my balls unloaded. It was a lot. Even after coming three times, I had a full load for her.

  Kelly came with me. Somehow, she always did. Her body gripped my rod, tugging at it as my seed pumped from my cock head again and again.

  I leaned forward, resting my head on her sweat-soaked back.

  “Jesus Christ, Kelly . . .”

  Her response was muffled. I realized she was biting a pillow and laughed. The movement sent another wave of pleasure through my body that was almost too intense. I was still inside her. If I didn’t pull out now, I’d end up fucking her ass again.

  It was too soon. I would hurt her if I kept fucking her this way. And she looked like she was about to pass out. I pulled my cock free and stood.

  “Come on, Princess. Let me get you cleaned up.”

  She was limp as I scooped her up and took her into the shower. I washed her gently, then grabbed one of my old T-shirts and slipped it over her head. I put on some shorts and slid both of our clean bodies between the sheets.

  I pulled her against me and watched her sleep. The woman was conked out. She looked happy though. Blissed out. I pressed a kiss to her silky rumpled hair. She smelled so good and felt so right. And she’d surprised me tonight.