Latvis Security Services

by Lexie Ray

  “But just the legs,” he said.

  Natalie’s heart staggered at the sound of his fly opening. Instead of responding, she watched in silence as he lifted his hips to slip the material down his legs. Even though he kept his boxer shorts in place, his face still heated with a blush. He folded his arms behind his head, then instantly seemed to think twice about it and crossed his arms over his chest instead.

  “Stop moving,” she commanded.

  “This is a weird situation.”

  “I do not see why.”

  “Of course, you don’t,” he chuckled and rested his hands over his face.

  Without his eyes as her witnesses, Natalie returned to the task at hand. Jai’s legs weren’t very long, but they were firm, promising a hidden strength under the tender flash. She delighted in the canvas laid out before her. When she had to, she shifted his legs, twisting them back and forth. Every so often, Jai would release a slight grunt of discomfort, but never made a move to stop her. When the time came, he rolled over with little prompting and allowed her to continue along the backs of his thighs.

  The loose material of his boxer shorts did little to conceal the shapely form of his backside. While she worked, he buried his face against his folded arms. But eventually, this space ran out as well, and Natalie was left searching for more. But as much as he gave every appearance of not caring, he was quick to roll over.

  “I was going to ask,” she assured him.

  “I appreciate that. But it’s not really the issue.”

  She huffed. “I will make sure to mention your contribution when I receive the Nobel Prize.”

  “Would that mention include my state of undress?” he asked as his eyes drifted to his legs.

  He shifted slightly to read the small writing. It was a strange sensation, to have someone peruse her work and actually care what their response might be. Normally, she was steadfast in her confidence about her superior skills. But as Jai’s eyes drifted over his limbs, she waited with tension in her chest for his reaction.

  “God, you’re brilliant,” Jai didn’t emphasize the words.

  For him, it was just a simple statement of fact, and that made it all the more flattering. The tension in Natalie’s chest blossomed out into a flooding warmth.

  She lifted her chin. “I am aware. May I continue now?”

  Jai held her gaze as a smile crept over his face. “For science?”

  “What else would it be for?”

  Amusement fluttered over his face before he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his boxer shorts.

  “Right. What else?” he mumbled as he pulled his shorts off and added them to the growing pile kept warm by the fire.

  He stiffly repositioned himself against the blanket again, a cushion pillowed under his head, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. While she had every intention of returning directly to her work, her attention shifted to the newly exposed flesh. His cock had begun to swell enough to show an interest, but not enough that it couldn’t be dismissed by a bodily reaction to stimuli.

  Natalie began to write again and attempted to push everything else from her attention. But she couldn’t. Not as her knuckles brushed against the base of his cock with every stroke and as Jai’s breath hitched each time.

  He shuffled under her and squeezed his eyes closed. Natalie watched as his chest rose and fell. He was breathing deeply, trying to center himself, to prevent his body from reacting to the contact. It was a fight he was losing. His cock stiffened, and his hips twitched. Neither of them mentioned it, but Natalie couldn’t ignore the fascinating display. In each of her past encounters, she had only seen her partners undressed when they were already in a state of arousal. It was captivating to actually witness the process in action.

  She drew out the points of contact, stroked her knuckles along his thickening shaft, and curled the end of her pen around his crown. Jai responded each time with a choked off moan or gasp. It was slightly insulting. She knew just how vocal he could be. To see him being so subdued was like a testament to her lack of skills. And Natalie was anything but lacking.

  Without thought, she leaned down and slipped the hardening shaft between her lips. The reaction was instantaneous. Jai gasped like he had experienced an electric shock. His hips twitched up sharply, pushing the head of his cock deep into her throat and making her gag. At the same time, he bolted upright, placing a hand on Natalie’s shoulder and keeping her steady as she coughed.

  He apologized as she caught her breath. A sliver of saliva connected her mouth to his cock. When it broke, it clung to her lower lip, and she wasn’t bothered enough to wipe it away.

  “I’m sorry. You caught me off guard. Are you okay?”

  “I am fine, Jai. Stop asking.”

  “Okay. Well, then, let’s move to what the hell is wrong with you?”

  She tucked some of her stray hair behind her ear. “Other than the fact that you just cut off my breathing with your genitalia?”

  “Once more, super sorry about that. But I was referring more to the blow job attack.”

  “I would hardly call it an attack,” she said as she lifted her head.

  Jai’s eyes locked automatically on the slip of moisture on her lips. His breath stuttered, and he subconsciously licked his lips. It seemed to cost him a great deal of effort, but he was able to lift his gaze to meet hers.

  “Um, yeah.” He shook his head, his curls swaying with the motion.

  She marveled at the power in the gesture as Jai regained his voice.

  “You can’t just do that, Natalie. Not without permission.”

  “Then, may I have your permission?”

  He blinked. “Are we still keeping to the story that this is all for your work?”

  “It is not a story,” she said sharply. “And, of course, this wouldn’t be for my work. This would be for a completely different experiment.”

  “Not the best way to proposition a person,” he noted.

  “Why must you make everything difficult?”

  “Mostly because I’m really confused.”

  “Is this truly that much of a mental tax for you? Honestly, it does not require that much of an effort on your part. You just have to lay there.”

  He waited until she met his eyes. “You really want to do this?”

  She didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”

  Time slowed to an agonizing pace as he searched her face. Finally, he smiled. “Okay. As long as this little experiment of yours doesn’t involve chemicals.”

  “Only electrodes.”

  “You made a joke,” he noted.

  With one hand firmly on his shoulder, she pushed him flush against the blanket. He went willingly, his startled grunt becoming a moan as she returned her mouth to his cock. He balled his hands in the blanket but still couldn’t keep his hips from jolting up. But Natalie was prepared this time and moved with the motion. He still apologized, his words morphing and shifting to other topics, as if his brain could no longer hold onto one line of thought.

  It was surprisingly easy to break him apart, but he still rewarded her efforts with constant praise. His fingers trailed over her hair as he told her how beautiful she was, how talented, how her every action seemed to be perfection. Wrapping one hand around his shaft, Natalie held him steady as she licked one long strip from base to tip. She made the motion as slick and filthy as she could, a show put on for his benefit.

  Jai watched every second, his entire body quaking with the strength of the moan he released. It wasn’t a hard task to discover that he liked to be messy. Needy. It was easy enough to give him, and the praise he lavished upon her for it went to Natalie’s head like rich wine.

  Her churning thoughts narrowed down to milking every last reaction out of him that she could. Drunk on the power to pull him apart, she lapped and sucked, stroked and squeezed. The stone floor wasn’t the most comfortable surface, and her shoulders began to ache as she took her time. But still, she couldn’t release him. However, when she positioned her mo
uth back on the head of his cock, his hand slipped from her hair to cup the base of her neck. Apparently, he believed he had waited long enough.

  She loosened her throat and waited for him to thrust in with abandon, but he held himself still, trembling with the effort. His fingers began to work against her neck, massaging out kinks in her aching muscles. She looked up at him to find him watching her. He was always watching her.

  “God, you’re beautiful.”

  She huffed a laugh, his crown still locked within her lips. The vibrations shocked through him like electric sparks.

  “And brilliant,” he babbled. “Absolutely, incredibly, brilliant.”

  A blush worked across her cheeks, and she had to fight the urge to duck her head. He noticed the reaction and broke into a breathy chuckle.

  “You’re bloody marvelous,” he smiled, his thumb playing through the thin layer of moisture that clung to her chin.

  Struck with the sudden urge, Natalie lunged up to claim his lips. He welcomed the contact with a relieved groan, like she was a breath of air after being stuck under water. Still, his lips moved hesitantly, unsure of just how welcomed the contact was. Cupping his jaw with both hands, she deepened the kiss, making no attempt to keep it neat or chaste.

  He responded instantly, greedily grabbing at her waist and hair, dragging her closer. The raw, primal need in his response sent warmth flooding through Natalie, and her mind sizzled with the sensation. A warm, blissful haze settled over her mind, silencing the warning chaos so she had no other thoughts but surrendering herself to sensation alone.

  Jai’s hand wandered over her, searching and exploring as he began to dominate the kiss. With each gasp for air, he continued to lavish her with his admiration. It worked with the haze in her mind to keep her on a floating cloud. His fingers bunched into her hair, twisting up with her long strands. Without warning, he pulled her head back. It wasn’t sharp enough to hurt, but just enough to produce a sting that stoked the fire simmering under her skin.

  His lips trailed along the tender skin of her throat. The last of Natalie’s rational mind burned away as it tried to understand how she could feel both vulnerable and safe at the same time. Her fingers fumbled back to his cock, and she realized that she was trembling. He caught her wrist before she could make contact. If he was surprised at the wanton sob she released, he didn’t show it. Instead, he soothed her as he placed gentle kisses against her palm and wrist.

  “You’re okay, my lady. I’ve got you.” He laughed at the moan she released. “You like that, huh? My lady.”

  It was completely unfair for him to use his accent to such an advantage. She squirmed, seeking some kind of contact, and was startled to find herself now straddling him. One hand shifted to her hip to help her in the movement, but there was far too much material separating them, and Jai hadn’t released his grip on her hair.

  With the tip of his tongue, he licked a long strip along her throat before he sank his teeth in. He kept it just inches from the precipice of pain and Natalie’s body acted on its own accord, grinding against him as best she could, her frustration mounting into a sound that she hadn’t thought herself capable of creating.

  “Absolutely perfect,” he whispered against the tender flesh under her ear.

  “I need…” she began, but couldn’t work her brain enough to make sense of everything swirling within her.

  “Shh, I know exactly what you need,” he whispered, “and I’ll take care of you. But you have to use your manners.”

  Her first instinct was to buck at the request. She was a baroness. A dignified genius. She never begged. But as his grip tightened and he sucked her shoulder, need outweighed pride.

  “Please,” she breathed with panted breaths.

  It felt like her insides were crumbling, melting into the fires that he provoked into being. It was a terrifying sensation, but the reward was worth the cost. Jai moved with grace and strength as he shifted out from under her. He was behind her before she could mourn the loss of his heat. The material of her dress bunched around her hips, and his knees forced her wider. Her corset restricted her movements, keeping her trapped in a way that was both frustrating and intoxicating.

  With deft fingers, he loosened the laces of her dress. She reached back to help him only to have him grab her wrists and force her hands back to her sides. He never made the command but didn’t hold back his compliments when she did what he wanted. She couldn’t take in a full breath. Her head swam. She felt the sensation, but all that remained within her head was blissful silence.

  He finished undoing the last of the straps but only stripped off the top half of the dress. Pressing against her back, he returned to ravishing her neck. Natalie was so lost under the assault that she didn’t notice him reaching around her. There was a sharp pull and jolt, and he freed her breasts to the cool night air. He wasted no time in playing and toying with her hardening nubs, tenderly abusing them until her whole front quaked with each touch.

  “Perfect,” he whispered. She could feel his hardening cock press against the swell of her backside, separated only by the flimsy cloth of her undergarments. “You’re doing so well for me, my lady. Can you do more?”

  It took the full force of her weakened will to get her head to move. But she managed to nod before she dropped back against his shoulder. His fingers slipped along her skin like trails of fire to curl around her neck. It was only a gentle touch, but was enough to move her like an iron grip.

  He turned her to face him, and he consumed her mouth. Though Natalie barely had enough sense left to work her mouth, the kiss was slick and heady, a complete surrender that he plundered ruthlessly. At the same time, Jai slipped his hand under the layers of her dress. His fingers played through the moist material of her underwear, exploring her folds and dancing along her clit. If the precision and mastery of his fine motor skills was any indication, he was a glorious surgeon.

  She didn’t protest as he gathered her wrists with his free hand. He clasped them both at once, trapping them between her back and the naked expanse of his chest. His exploration done, he proceeded to play her like a fine instrument, no motion wasted, each one stoking her need until she trembled and sobbed. Biting her lips tight, she attempted to steel herself and to regain some kind of composure. But her every attempt couldn’t survive Jai’s attention.

  “Do you want me to stop?”

  “No.”

  “More?”

  “Yes.”

  His teeth grazed her shoulder. “How much, my lady? How much do you want?”

  Natalie swallowed down a cry as Jai pulled her hair back once more. “Everything.”

  “Manners,” he teased.

  It was nearly impossible for her to force the word out beyond her better judgment. “Please.”

  “Thank you, my lady.” His humor was clear in his words. “Now, just relax. I’ll take care of everything.”

  “Relax?” She tried to laugh, but it only came out as a staggered gasp.

  “Trust me,” he said as he coaxed her to fold forward, “I’m a doctor.”

  He released her hands long enough for her to position herself on all fours. With one hand massaging the space between her shoulder blades, he coaxed her down further. The corset didn’t offer much give, leaving Natalie to press the side of her face against the soft blanket. When she was comfortable, he scooped up her hands again, crossing them wrist over wrist at the base of her spine.

  The position left her displaced and exposed. Embarrassment jolted through her haze, and she almost sat up, but Jai was talking again.

  “Oh, my lady. You have no idea how incredible you look like this. I would describe it to you, but the words don’t exist to capture it.”

  His hands were a point of warmth as they trailed along her back and reached between her legs to lavish attention on the ache between them.

  “Perfect is too lacking. Superb is too mediocre.” He pulled her panties away, drawing them down her legs in a long slide, making sure she fe
lt every inch. Breathlessly, he continued, his voice growing rough, his accent thickening. “Extraordinary doesn’t capture the sheer awe.”

  Slowly but without hesitation, he worked a finger through along her folds. She squirmed at the touch, seeking more even as her body moved from the intense sensation. The finger never stopped moving as his other hand clasped her wrists. He squeezed slightly until she managed to keep herself still.

  “Very good, my lady,” he purred as he stroked her wrists, tracing lines to her fingertips while he took to curling and flicking his nail across her clit. “You’re being so good for me.”

  He only paused to slide two fingers inside of her. Her spine ached to arch at the contact, a ragged cry escaping her as he spread his fingers. They seemed to seek out every inch of her as he pulled out and dove back in.

  Jai caught her as she shook. With one hand loosely at the base of her neck, he yanked her up, plastering her back to his chest. She moaned at the loss of his fingers, the sound falling silent as he whispered into her ear,

  “Striking, maybe? Miraculous?” His fingers left a trail of her own slickness along her thigh as he stroked her. “What do you think, my lady?”

  Her legs trembled as he began to toy with her clit again, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. They didn’t venture inside her again, and she moaned in protest. The noise struck her. Never once had she made a sound like that. Never once had she allowed someone to treat her like this. With the haze weakening once more, she was flooded with the need to regain some kind control.

  She spread her fingers until they strained, searching for his cock. A sample of the velvet, smooth skin was all that he allowed before he pulled back, his hand at the base of her throat, tightening as he pulled at her clit. She was too breathless to cry out under the new wave of pleasure.

  “None of that.” He spoke like smoke and embers, and she melted against him. The second she relaxed, he took to stroking her again as a silent reward. “You didn’t answer my question, my lady. How do you feel?”

  She swallowed, feeling her throat work against his fingers. “Empty.”