by Lexie Ray
“This is coming off.”
It took a second for the words to gain any meaning in the haze filling his head. Then he stripped it off and tossed it to the side. Instantly, her hands were roaming the newly exposed skin with abandon. He couldn’t keep in his moan as he returned his hands behind his head. It was worth fighting the impulse to touch her when she smiled up at him and rewarded him with a filthy kiss, all tongue and sucking, the sounds of slick flesh making his groin tighten painfully.
“I love that you’re being so good for me,” she said against his lips.
Her fingertips trailed down the center of his chest while she kissed his lips, his neck, and rained biting kisses along his arm. The wet smacks of her kisses were only interrupted by her contented hums and his hitched breaths. Without warning, her hand closed over his cock, squeezing it though the straining denim of his jeans. Electricity sparked through Daren’s skin. His body bucked. He didn’t even know he had shouted a cruse until Rebecca kissed him, her tongue lapping and swiping until he was silent.
“Damn, darling.” She sounded just as out of breath as he was.
Her hand squeezed and rubbed. It felt too good for him to do much more than lie still and let her do whatever she wanted.
“See, it’s things like this that make me think you were lying. Who could listen to the sounds you make and not want to find every possible way to twist you up? I wish we were somewhere more private. Somewhere you could really let go.”
Encasing the length of his cock, she stilled her hand. It was slightly easier for Daren to catch his breath, to open his eyes and look at her. When she was sure he was looking, she began to stroke him again with a slow, barely-there touch. He tried to keep it in, but couldn’t help the desperate whimper that escaped his mouth.
“That’s good.” She smiled. “Just like that. I want to hear you, but you can’t be loud enough for people to interrupt us. Can you do that?”
Daren nodded quickly, scared she would stop if she didn’t believe him. The smile she gave him was so full of lustful promise that his hips rolled at the sight. Trying to compose himself, he squeezed his eyes shut. She had him tangled up and ripping at the seams. If he didn’t calm down, there was a risk he’d cum before she even touched him properly. The sound of his zipper dragging open didn’t help, and he pressed his arms to the sides of his head. The button of his jeans popped open, bringing a delicious freedom from the confines.
Rebecca slipped to the end of the bed and tugged his jeans the rest of the way off. Without the slightest hesitation, she dropped to her knees and sucked at the wet patch his pre-cum had made in the thin material of his boxers.
“Fuck!” Daren clamped his mouth shut, but couldn’t keep in more curses as she lazy stroked his shaft.
She purred against him, and he felt it all the way to his toes. Seeking fingertips slid through the slit on the front of his boxers. He shoved a pillow over his face to try and stifle his shouts.
“None of that,” Rebecca said as she snatched the pillow away. “I want to see you.” Her eyes became dark pools as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of his boxers. “I want you to watch,” she said, just before she yanked the material away.
***
Rebecca didn’t know where the words came from. She had never been this bold, this forward, but she had quickly become addicted to how willingly Daren submitted to anything she wanted. He watched her like he still couldn’t believe this was happening as she stripped the boxers down his legs and let them pool on the floor.
The head of his swollen cock glistened with beaded pre-cum, and her mouth watered at the sight. He was too thick for her fingertips to reach her thumb as she began to loosely stroke him, teasing him further with the barely-there contact as she kissed at his sack. His moan shattered on his breath, a continuous sound that made slick heat pool between her legs. He reacted to even the slightest touch as if it was what he had craved his entire life.
A strangled gasp left him as Rebecca stood up and reached for her purse. He watched her with wide, pleading eyes, but still didn’t move his arms from behind his head. Her heart beat a little harder at his restraint. Her will alone was enough to tie him up like rope. Licking her lips, she found the small bottle of lube she had purchased that morning. It had always proved to be a good idea in the past to keep some on hand, but now, as every movement made her moist panties slide tantalizingly against her slick folds, she doubted she would need any.
Daren’s eyes focused on the bottle in her hand, but he didn’t ask what she wanted to do with it. She wondered if he was a little worried about her possible response. Taking care to keep from touching his cock, she straddled him. It was quickly becoming one of her favourite positions, looking down at the strong man left helpless because of his lust for her.
She watched his eyes grow wide as she began to unbutton her shirt. Daren’s chest heaved with each breath, the sensation growing as she exposed each new patch of skin. It had taken her forever to pick the lingerie set this morning, and up until this moment she had wondered if she had made the right choice. The cups were a flimsy lace that didn’t cover anything and toyed like a whispering touch against her erect nipples. Judging from the sudden buck of Daren’s hips, she had made a very good choice.
Stripping off her shirt, she held up the lube. “It’s strawberry flavored. Did you want a taste?”
Daren was silent, and she wondered if that was his version of no. The sound of the cap popping sounded so much louder in the lingering hush of the room. She squeezed a drop onto her finger and slowly trailed the bead of liquid over the exposed skin of her breast.
“Yes,” Daren said instantly.
“Yes, you want a taste?” she teased.
“Please.”
It was her turn to be unable to control the grind of her hips. The lace of her panties slid across her as she rubbed against his stomach, hating that she still had jeans on.
“How can I say no when you have such good manners?”
She placed one hand on his chest and leaned forward. The second she was within reach, Daren lavished her tender flesh. He lapped up the strip of lube and quickly turned his attention to tormenting her nipple. He nipped and sucked, holding the nub between his teeth as he relentlessly flicked his tongue against it. Gasping for breath, Rebecca let herself enjoy the onslaught for a moment, then twisted a hand into his hair and yanked him back.
“Greedy,” she said through panted breaths.
Daren’s lips were swollen and red. His saliva cooled against her chest, sending an unpredictable stream of shivers coursing through her. Still with her strong hold on his hair, she shoved his face toward her ignored breast. He instantly offered it the same crazed, worshiping attention. A new pulse of heat pooled between her legs.
“So greedy.” She bit her lip to keep from moaning.
He sucked hard, the sensation bordering on a twist of pain, and she ground down against him again. It was the hardest thing in the world to pull him back, but the thought of putting him through such treatment was just enough incentive.
“You keep distracting me,” she said as she gave him a quick kiss. “I had a mission to give you the best sex of your life.”
“You already are,” Daren said breathlessly as he settled back against the pillows, watching her with desperate wanting as she stood up again. “Never been this good.”
“Oh, darling. I haven’t even gotten started.”
She watched awe and need play across his face as she opened her jeans and smoothly stripped them off, revealing the matching lace of her panties. The fire in his gaze drove him crazy, and her pussy throbbed with need. Without thought, she slipped two fingers between her legs, looking for just enough contact to take the edge off.
Daren released a pained groan and moved his head to the side, pressing his face against his arm. His whole body trembled as he muttered a string of curse words under his breath.
“Damn it, Rebecca.”
“What?” she smiled as she push
ed his hips flat to the bed.
“You keep doing stuff like that, and this is going to end too soon.”
“Really?” she asked with innocence as she coiled her fingers around his cock.
His breath stuttered at the sensation but he managed to keep himself centered. He crumbled into breathless pants and groans when she flattened her tongue against the base of his cock and licked a long strip up to the crown. Without giving him time to recover, she sucked in the tip and hollowed her cheeks. Daren thrashed and squirmed, apparently losing the mental ability needed to stifle his cries and breathe at the same time. Swirling her tongue around the crown, she collected each new bead of pre-cum, the salty liquid gracing her taste buds and making her moan.
“Fuck!”
She smiled around his cock with satisfaction. Daren must have seen it before he cursed again, the whole bed shaking as he bucked against it. She reached blindly for the lube and put a few drops onto her fingers. Just enough to slick her touch as she caressed his sac and trailed her fingertips against the skin just behind it. His cock jumped within her mouth, and he lost the ability to keep his hips still. Rebecca wrapped her slick hand around his base, stroking as she bobbed her head. The fingertips of her free hand spread out across his chest. His every groan and gasp vibrated against her hand and made her ache to feel it between her legs.
She pulled off his cock with a lewd pop and quickly rose up to kiss him. As they kissed, she settled into her new favorite position. This time, however, she angled so that the side of his cock rubbed across her soaked panties with every rock. Daren gasped, seemingly unable to keep his hips still and work his lips at the same time. Taking full advantage of his state, Rebecca pushed harder against him and nipped at his earlobe.
“Do you feel that? How wet you make me?”
He released a whimper that she took for a ‘yes,’ and she rocked faster.
“You did this, Daren.”
His cock bobbed against her, and she gasped at the soft slap. She almost toppled over as she lunged for her purse. Need made her hands shake. She couldn’t find the condoms she had brought. With a huff of frustration, she dumped the contents onto the bed and snatched up the foil package. She tore the wrapper in half with her teeth. Daren groaned out a curse as she slid the condom down his long shaft. She was too far gone to care about removing her panties. Instead, she pushed the thin fabric aside and impaled herself onto his hot cock.
Her whole body jolted from the pleasure of that one smooth slide. It had been too long since she had felt this full, felt the thrum of a cock deep inside. Daren gasped below her, watching with rapid awe as she slowly rose up, squeezing herself around his tip before slamming back down.
Her fingers trembled too much for her to be able to take off the bra. With a growl of frustration, she tugged the cups down until she popped free. She leaned over Daren, her hands gripping his wrists tightly. Every wild bounce on his cock made her breasts sway just out of reach of his mouth. He craned his neck, reaching out with his tongue as if he needed to taste her in order to live. Each flick of his tongue drove her crazy, the slide of his cock consuming every other sensation within her.
Taking mercy on his needy mewls, she dipped her shoulder. He attacked her breast, greedily sucking and nipping and lapping like he wanted to do everything at once. It ripped a cry from her throat, strong enough to tighten her walls around his cock. She willfully squeezed tighter, feeling him grow impossibly large within her. One hand snaked around the back of his head, fingers twisting in his hair as she pulled him closer.
“Just like that. So good.”
He moaned at the praise, the vibrations traveling through her abused nipple, pushing her over the teetering edge. She yanked his head back, screaming her release into his willing mouth as she bounced against his cock. She felt him still under her, the sensation in contrast to the strong pulses his cock made deep inside. He moaned and sucked on her tongue, his whole body trembling with aftershocks. Their kisses grew less desperate and lazier as they sank back down against the mattress, bodies slick with sweat and boneless in their release.
Chapter Eighteen
Mads kept to the crowds that lined the cinema, idly scanning over the people that made up his cover. It had been a long, uneventful day so far, but he was sure that it would not remain as such. The man had followed Sophie too long to let a chance like this slide. Especially since her only current protection was Willow.
“One more time,” Dwayne said over the coms, hidden away outside of the main entrance door.
“We’re using Sophie as bait,” Mads said.
“Right,” Dwayne extended the word. “I got that bit. I was more wondering about how you got Rebecca to agree to that.”
“I didn’t tell her.”
“If she doesn’t kill you, Daren will,” Jai warned with a slightly smug edge that Mads wasn’t particularly keen on.
Aware that none of them could see him, Mads indulged in a smirk. “They may be willing to let it slide,” Mads said.
“Yeah,” Jamie laughed. “Cling to that hope.”
It was in moments like these that Mads remembered just how much more familiar he was with Daren and his habits than the others seemed to be. For them, the signs of Daren’s emotions had been easily missed or confused with his generally defensive nature. It seemed that Mads alone had been left to deal with Daren’s increasing lovelorn action. The pull between him and Rebecca had been swift, which admittedly had startled him. It was new behavior for Daren, and for a while Mads had worried that Rebecca wouldn’t properly return his affections. Unbeknownst to her, Rebecca had quickly put that concern to rest.
Not all of them would be too happy with Daren and his indiscretion. But unless he misjudged the situation, Daren and Rebecca would have spent this time engaging in activities that would leave them in a generally good mood. Which, of course, would soften the blow.
He followed Willow and Sophie as they made their way to the escalators. The day was winding down, and the crowds would begin to thin soon. They were entering into the perfect time for the man to strike. It would be a bold move, given his past history, but Mads was certain that the rules had changed. He had touched Sophie now, had been close enough that his fantasies would have solidified in his mind as an actual possibility. After that, merely watching would no longer hold its appeal.
Mads let his eyes drift over the crowd as he followed the girls down the moving stairs. It was going to happen soon. He could feel it prickling within his bones and sliding over his skin. His gaze was drawn to the far side of the mall, next to the shops and kiosks. A man stood motionless within the thin, shifting crowed. With a baseball hat pulled low, it was impossible to see his face. But Mads could see him move. He drifted toward the girls and fell in step behind them, unaware that he had just gained a stalker of his own.
***
Rebecca lay on her bed, the thin sheet draped over her now naked body. She smiled as she read Sophie’s text praising the movie she had just seen and the gross amount of soda she had just consumed.
“How’s she doing?” Daren asked from the kitchen.
Rebecca wondered if he was just good at reading her or whether she was predictable. It made warmth flood her as she sent her reply to Sophie.
“They let her have a large soda. God have mercy on their souls.”
Daren chuckled, and she glanced up over the rim of her phone to get a better look at him. She had positioned herself so that, even as he left to make them a snack, she had a prefect view through the narrow door. The sight that met her was enough to make her bite her lip to keep in a groan. Naked as the day he was born, there was no loose fabric to keep her from seeing the glory of his well-formed rear.
She didn’t care for the bruises that littered his back, some swollen to a deep black and angry red. Each time she saw them, she had a sting of empathy and a flare of protective anger. How he managed to move about was beyond her. But it was beyond him simply moving. He was graceful and precise in everything
he did. Her phone chimed, drawing her attention away from the marvelous sight before her.
“Apparently, Sophie found a restaurant that has a play center. They’re going to let her run it off.”
“That’s good.”
Rebecca smiled as she sent her last message to Sophie and put the phone aside. ‘Good’ didn’t quite cover it. Sophie was getting an evening of just being a carefree kid, and she had a few more hours alone with Daren. She looked him over again, heat pooling once more in the pit of her stomach.
“My God, you’re sexy.”
Daren pushed the plate back onto the counter top as his shoulders tightened. A blush crept over the back of his neck as he fumbled to pick up the plate again.
“Shut up,” Daren mumbled.
Her soft laugh was enough to let him turn to her. Hesitating for a moment, his eyes wondered over her from head to toe and back. She felt like Venus under his attention, his eyes brimming with awe and desire. It seemed that he was so captivated with her that he didn’t even notice his cock beginning to swell again. She noticed.
“You’re just a walking wet dream, aren’t ya, darling?”
The words shook Daren out of his stupor, and he became instantly aware of his now erect cock. Bashfully, he tried to cover himself with his free hand. He grunted slightly at the contact. The sound vibrated through her and made her skin tingle. She slowly trailed her eyes down his body, slow enough so he knew exactly where she was looking. Releasing a slow sigh, she pressed her hand between her legs. It wasn’t as good through the sheet, but the point was to give him a show. She kept slowly rubbed herself, releasing breathless sighs until Daren’s cock grew too large to be hidden behind his hand anymore.
“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” she said sweetly.
Daren moved his hand aside so quickly that it hit against the kitchen cabinet with a loud thump. Chuckling at his enthusiasm, she bit her lip and pulled the sheet aside with a flourish. For a split second, mortification hit her. She almost reached out to grab the sheet again. But then the heat in Daren’s eyes turned into a vibrant inferno, and he staggered toward her as if lured in by a siren’s song, and she was a sexual goddess again. She rested back against the mattress, stretching out and baring herself to his admiring gaze.
