by J. J. Ranger
Withdrawing her flesh-colored vibrator, he held it up. “The same thing you do with this.”
Her cheeks colored and her lower lip stuck out in a slight pout. He took her hand and tugged her to her feet. Bending, he brushed his mouth across hers, tasting cherry lip balm.
“Hi,” she breathed when he stepped back.
Dane trailed a finger down the curve of her cheek. His heart pounded so hard he couldn’t speak. Fuck. He was out of his comfort zone, but he couldn’t stop himself from sliding his arms around her waist and drawing her into his embrace. He rested his face in the curve of her neck, inhaling deeply. He may only have the weekend but he planned to make the most of it.
She leaned back to stare into his face. “Is everything okay?”
He dropped a kiss on the tip of her nose. “Never better.” He reached down for a ball gag and plug. “We’re going to be adventurous tonight. But first, I want you to touch me.” Dane directed her hand to his erection, holding her hand against his jeans.
The corners of her mouth tipped up in a sexy grin, and she reached for his zipper. Keeping her gaze locked on his, she popped open his button and unzipped his jeans. Her hands stole inside his boxer briefs and in one tug had both garments around his ankles. Fingers curled around his dick and squeezed. Dane closed his eyes for a brief second, soaking in the feel of her pumping him. Heat spiraled through his stomach. No way was he going to blow now.
Backing out of her grasp, he unfastened her shorts and helped her step out of them. Sara’s sweet pussy was framed by a scrap of lacy thong. His mouth watered.
“You trust me, right? Know that I wouldn’t hurt you?” Cupping her mound, he slipped one finger under the lace, tracing her hot, wet slit. Dane wanted to fuck her so badly, but he had to establish boundaries, open a line of communication first. Especially with what he had planned.
Her lids shuttered, her lips parted on a sigh, and she nodded.
“Good.” He captured her mouth in a kiss, his tongue easing past her lips to tangle with hers. He plundered her mouth until they both gasped for air, never taking his finger out of her but not moving.
Finally, he released her and picked up the doorframe clamps with attached leather restraints.
Her eyes widened with a touch of fear. “What is that?”
He placed a finger over her lips. “Shh. No talking unless I ask you a direct question. All you need to know is that I’m not going to hurt you. This is as much for your pleasure as it is mine. And remember, you can always use your safeword.”
“Cucumber. Right.” She swallowed, her throat constricting with the movement.
He gave her a reassuring smile and walked to the door leading into the bathroom. He attached the first set of clamps to the top of the frame and the second set to the bottom. When he turned back, he saw her standing at the end of the bed, her arms crossed protectively over her chest.
“Sara,” he said, his tone gentle. He crossed the room and cupped her elbows. “I see you’re still concerned. What’s going through your mind?”
Again, she swallowed, looking at the restraints and then back at him. “I’ve never done this before.”
He took her in his arms. “Don’t be afraid.”
“I’m not,” she protested, shaking her head against his chest. Then her arms wrapped around him, and she pressed more fully into him. “Will I get to do the same to you?”
The idea of being totally at the mercy of this beautiful woman was almost more than he could take. “You first then we’ll see.” He dropped a kiss on her full lips then said, “For now though, let me state some ground rules. Remember, there’s no talking unless I ask you a question and require an answer. Speak and you will be spanked. I will push your limits of pleasure, probably beyond where they’ve ever been pushed. Even so, I don’t want you to come until I tell you to. I will take pleasure in your pleasure.
“If at any time you’re in true pain or feel that you’re in danger, say your safeword. But be sure that you truly wish to stop what we’re doing before you say it. False alarms won’t be fun for either of us. Do you understand? If so, nod.”
She nodded, dropped her arms, and met his gaze. She smiled, the effect zinging straight to his heart.
“Good. Remove your shirt.”
In one quick motion, she obeyed. Standing before him in only the lace thong, she was stunning. He cupped her breasts and lifted them.
“Spectacular,” he praised and dropped kisses on the bare nipples. “Now move to the doorway and face the bedroom.”
Head held high, she strode to the door and took her position. He loved her confidence and hoped when she submitted to him that she didn’t lose her spirit in the process.
First, he secured her wrists with the fleece restraints, adjusting the straps so her arms were above her head. Hooking his thumbs in the material, he took his time sliding her thong down her legs and helped her step out of it. Then he knelt and shackled her ankles. When he was finished, she stood spread-eagle in the doorway. He leaned forward and flicked his tongue on her clit. She moaned, and he had to force himself to retreat.
It’s not time for you to have that much pleasure, baby. Soon though.
He retrieved the ball gag and two different sized anal plugs from the box, along with a tube of lubricant. He stalked toward her, his heart tripping in anticipation and his cock already stiff. He hoped she was ready for this.
Dane kissed her again, then ducked under her arm to stand behind her. He put the ball gag on a towel on the floor between her feet and dropped to his knees, her ass at eye level. She twisted to watch him, and he smacked her ass. She bit her lip.
“Face forward. Don’t watch, just feel.”
“What are you doing?” Her tone didn’t hold fear just wary curiosity.
He slapped her left ass cheek. “No talking. Don’t worry about what I’m doing because you’ll find out shortly. Just enjoy the sensation.”
He slipped a hand between her legs, two fingers entering her sopping pussy. His thumb pressed on her clit, circling the bud. As he wanted, her hips jutted backward into his touch. His fingers retracted and, using her own juices as lubricant, entered her anus with one.
The rosette stretched around the pistoning digit. After a few seconds he added the second finger. Juices trickled down her inner thigh. Dane leaned forward and licked the fluid from her thigh. Sara gasped.
“Feel good, baby? That’s just a taste of what you’ll get today.” Once again, he withdrew his fingers and she whimpered.
“God, you’re such a tease,” she whispered, a shiver shaking her slender frame.
He spanked the other side of her ass. “By the time I’m done with you, you’re going to beg me to fuck you.”
He squeezed lube onto the plug and made sure it was fully coated. Touching her hip, he said, “Push your hips toward me.”
“What? Why?” She kept facing forward, though he knew she was dying to turn around.
“Don’t question me,” he ordered and spanked her again. “Do it.”
Sara did as he asked. He had no idea how hard giving over control was for her. She’d spent her life being in charge, charting her own course, not cowing to anyone. But this man made it seem so easy to just let go and trust. True, she could put a stop to his actions with one word but why? At this moment, if he asked, she’d happily jump over the moon.
He spread her cheeks, smoothed a drop of lube around her rosette, and pushed his finger through the ring of muscle. Her anus stretched to accommodate him as he stroked the digit in and out, using his thumb to toy with the slit of her pussy.
He took time to shower attention on every square inch, skilled, teasing. Each caress of her anus lit a fire in her pussy. God, she loved his touch. He inserted a second finger, stretching her even more. She tried not to make a sound. She didn’t want to be gagged. But she wanted to encourage him, beg him to fuck her, lick her, anything to make her come.
He withdrew his fingers and immediately she felt empty and disapp
ointed. Don’t stop¸ she wanted to plead. Then he touched the butt plug to her hole. At first all she felt was the cool lubricant and then the expansion of muscle as the plug invaded her ass. Wider than his two fingers, the plug filled her with a slight burn as the bulb fitted into her, then relief when her rosette slipped to the lip of the two-inch plug.
She hissed out a breath but otherwise didn’t speak. Dane nipped her ass cheek, then trailed his tongue up her backside to lick the curve of her waist. He rose and continued licking up her spine, then kissed the nape of her neck. Goosebumps broke out all over her flesh, and her nipples pebbled in anticipation. She was not a patient person by any means, and he was killing her slowly.
Again, Dane ducked under her arm and stood in front of her.
He cupped her breasts, testing their weight in his palms, and pinched her nipples. Taking his time, he allowed his gaze to trail over the rest of her. Her eyes were glossy with desire, her lips slightly swollen and pouty. Perfect breasts rose and fell with each quick breath. Dark hair curled in a sexy mess around her face. His dick ached, straining toward her. He could take her now and leave her wanting.
But no, she needed the full effect. He had to be fair to her, show her he valued her and her pleasure. This wasn’t just for him, but he sure as hell was going to enjoy teasing her into submission.
“If you can stay quiet, I won’t use the ball. But if you start making too much noise, I’m going to gag you. Understand?”
She nodded, and again he pinched her nipples.
“Good girl.” He took a step toward her, until the tip of his cock touched her clit. One small thrust of his hips, and he rubbed against the sensitive nub. It took every ounce of his self-control to not bury himself to the hilt in her sweet pussy. “Now I can do anything I want with this hot body.”
Dane flattened a hand against her stomach and trailed down the flat plane to her hips. He bent at the knees and drew one nipple into his mouth. He sucked and she moaned, trying to arch into him. Repeating his earlier action, he licked a path down her torso, swirling around her belly button then knelt before her.
Using two fingers, he spread her pussy lips and nibbled her clit. Teeth scraped against the skin, and his tongue dipped into her slit to taste her musky juice. Her hips pumped against his face, and he didn’t relent. Sucking hard on her clit, he waited for the soft cry to escape her lips before he stopped.
She looked down at his cock and licked her lips. His heart raced. “You want some of this?”
His fingers wrapped around his erection and gave a few pumps. Her gaze locked on the motion, her mouth falling into a sexy O. Her hands twitched as if she wanted to be the one touching him. He didn’t know how much longer he could wait. Shit, he needed a breather.
Leaving her, he went back to the box of toys and took out a twelve-inch vibrator.
Sara couldn’t believe he’d just walked away. Fire consumed every inch of her skin, leaving her tingling with need. She didn’t know how much more teasing she could take without spontaneously combusting. She wanted to beg him to let her come, even if it meant being spanked. Hell, one good swat on her ass would most like send her over the edge.
When he walked back to her, her breath caught in her throat. His eyes were dark with desire, his sexy lips curved in a predatory grin. Her pussy dripped in anticipation. He turned the toy on, the buzzing prickling her ears.
With the tip, he touched the curve of her neck, then moved along her shoulder and across her breasts, lingering on each nipple. Sara leaned her head back, arching as much as the restraints allowed, offering herself to him.
Dane reached around to her back and pressed the toy against the plug in her ass. Vibrations jolted against her ass sending a new wave of heat through her. Teeth sinking into her lip, Sara fought against coming. Pressure built in her pussy, her body hummed. She wanted him to plunge into her pussy but refused to beg as her body trembled and her eyes pleaded with him.
He leaned in and nipped her earlobe, releasing a steamy breath on her neck. She shivered and moaned softly. Reaching between her legs and allowing his forearm to brush against her clit, Dane took the vibrator from his other hand and traced the contours of her pussy. One side and then the other before inserting just the tip into her slippery slit.
Her head fell back, her mouth open, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. Get on with it! her brain screamed. If her hands weren’t cuffed, she’d rip the vibrator from his hands and show him how it should be used.
Her erect nipples beckoned him, begging for attention. His mouth latched around one, swirling his tongue around the taut bud, then attacked the other.
When she whimpered for release, he switched off the vibrator and stepped behind her again.
“Have you ever been sandwiched before?”
“You mean two men in me at once?” She shook her head. “Never.” Sara couldn’t think of a better teacher to introduce to these new experiences than Dane. The erotic mental image of being filled by him and another man sent her clit into spasm. She willed the sensation away, wanting to hold off orgasm until he was buried deep inside her.
“I’m not bringing another guy in, but you are going to know what it feels like to have two dicks in you at once.”
With a tug, he removed the plug from her ass, gave her a swat and lubed up the vibrator. When it was nice and slick, he inserted it slowly into her anus. She gasped but pushed back, wanting more, craving the sensation of having her ass filled.
As much as the dildo stretched and filled her, she needed Dane’s cock in her pussy. Instead of stepping around her, he dropped to the floor between her legs and licked her slit from back to front, then stood.
He quickly sheathed himself with a condom, bent at the knee and, keeping eye contact, slid into her. Sara moaned, biting her lower lip. Her pussy contracted around him, but again she willed the orgasm to remain at bay.
He’d told her she couldn’t have an orgasm until he gave permission, but dammit just having him inside her was enough to make her come. He swirled his tongue around her mouth, nibbling, teasing. Would he get mad if she kissed him back? At that moment, she didn’t really care.
“Dane,” she breathed his name and wriggled her hips, enticing him.
He gave one small thrust. “Is that what you want?” She nodded. “Well, I’ve got one more thing for you.” He flicked the switch on the dildo and it buzzed to life.
She shrieked but refrained from speaking. Again she gyrated her hips to get him to move, though Dane doubted she needed the extra stimulation. Her muscles clenched around him, spurring him into action. He thrust into her over and over.
Sara whimpered and he knew she was getting close. “Come for me, baby.”
She cried out as the orgasm hit its peak, and still he pounded her pussy. As her second orgasm hit, his cock grew harder and tensed, almost giving short spasms in anticipation. A tingling started at the base of his balls, the feeling of some electric current ready to charge. His balls warmed, the heat crawling up into the sac. With one final thrust he shot cum into the condom.
Breathing heavy, he pulled out and discarded the condom. Sara hung like a limp doll from the restraints. Tears ran down her cheek, her breasts heaved. With shaky fingers, he removed the vibrator, then released her bindings and she fell into his arms. His heart lurched at the trust she gave him, the way she clung to him, knowing he’d take care of her.
Dane lifted her into his arms, and strode to the bed. He flicked back the covers and without letting her go, lay down against the pillows.
“Are you okay?” She’d never asked him to stop but the tears scared the hell out of him.
She nodded against his shoulder but didn’t look at him.
“Sara.” He tilted her chin up so he could see her face. Her eyes glittered under wet lashes, and her lips were swollen from his kisses. Damn, he wanted her again. “Are you really okay?”
She gazed at him with trust and awe in her eyes. “Yes. I never knew giving over control like that coul
d be so amazing.” Then she covered his mouth with her own.
When she pulled back, she traced his cheek with her finger. “I’ve never had two orgasms in a row like that. I thought I was going to have a heart attack.” She sighed and rested her cheek against his chest. “But what a way to go.”
Tell me about it. He could die a happy man buried inside this gorgeous creature.
Dane stroked her hair, allowing the strands to slip through his fingers and onto her back. He took the time to study her face. Long lashes rested on creamy cheeks. Full lips parted slightly, warm air from her exhale puffing on his chest.
If he’d just let go of a little emotional control, he could easily find himself falling in love with her. It was too soon, though there was real potential for them to have a great relationship that didn’t necessarily have to center around sex.
His heart constricted. How in such a short time had she buried so deep under his skin? She only wanted a weekend fling, a bit of fun, but he could show her how great they could be together beyond the weekend.
Sara could very well turn him down and demand they keep to their current agreement. He trailed a finger down her nose, and touched her pouty lips. The corner of her mouth turned up and she kissed his fingertip.
Dane allowed himself to smile. She might resist, but he knew he could be pretty damn persuasive and he looked forward to the battle ahead.
Chapter Six
Sara woke and stretched, feeling very much like a well-fed cat. Her muscles were slightly sore but nothing unbearable. A glance to her left showed Dane sleeping peacefully on his back. She took a moment to study him. He really was gorgeous—chiseled jaw, a long, straight nose, and that body. Sleek muscles, rippled abs, strong arms that could also be incredibly gentle.
Female chatter filtered through the cabin window and Sara looked at the clock. Crap, if she didn’t get up now she was going to be late for the party. Bridgette would not be happy if that happened, especially since Sara had hardly participated in any of the weekend’s activities.
