“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It’s supposed to mean whatever you want. But I feel it is fair that I give you the chance to run away now.”
“Why is that? You being a chicken?”
He laughed huskily against her ear. “I’m a freak, Koibito.” He chuckled sexily. “I can make you do things you haven’t even thought of before.”
“Like—”
“Something I’ve wanted to do since the day I saw you.”
He released her and stepped back to fall into the couch. He watched while she bit against her right index finger and looked at him from beneath her lashes. He spread his legs and smiled, “strip, Rochelle. Slow—I want to enjoy it.”
Thinking she would tell him to go to hell he prepared himself for it. To his surprise, she slowly undid each button to her top but crossed her hands over her large breasts. He felt tortured. His mouth watered at the thought of seeing them bounce free of their confines and she denied him that pleasure
“Move your hands.”
“Only if you ask me nicely.”
“Move your hands—please.”
She laughed and only let one hand fall. He growled but she started removing her pants. When she wore nothing but her panties she walked close to him and climbed into his lap. Sitting astride his knees, she lowered her hands and Raiden sat speechless. Her breasts were large, with great areoles and hardened nipples. In his excitement he leaned forward to take one in his mouth. She pulled back and swatted his arm. She shimmied against his lips while holding him back.
Raiden would not be denied. The feelings dancing through him was too strong. He caught her hands and stood up, her legs locked around him. Laying her on the sofa, he pinned her hands over her head and took his pleasure from her breasts. Her nipples rolled over his tongue perfectly, growing even larger with each pull of his mouth. She whimpered and arched into him. Raiden smiled and crawled up her body. He lowered his mouth to her ears and smiled. “Remember I promised to feed from the source next time?”
She jerked against him and he chuckled. Without warning, he wrapped an arm around her back and lifted. He tugged at her panties and the sheer material fell apart in his large hand. Tossing the pieces over his shoulder, he carried her from the room and into the dining room. He placed her against the table, took a seat and spread her legs. He hesitated long enough for her to meet his eyes before lifting her bum, higher—higher, until he could feast from her wetness.
Licking his fingers afterward could not compare to actually feasting from her pussy. He licked at her before plunging his tongue into her sopping wetness. She cried out to him, tugging at his hair but he didn’t let up. He wanted satisfaction. Rochelle gyrated so hard causing him to stand up in order to hold her up to his mouth. When he looked down, her eyes were closed.
“Oh no you don’t,” he called. “I want you to watch me enjoying you. I need you to look at me.”
“I can’t.”
“Koibito, that wasn’t a request.”
Her eyes flew open and he smiled. Sticking his tongue out, he smirked at her before attaching his mouth to her pussy once more. She dripped down his chin but he didn’t care. He ravished her feasting greedily from her; fighting frantically trying to quench the rabid thirst he had for her. From somewhere in the back of his mind he knew once he had this from her he would want it again. How could he only eat her once and no more? Using his tongue, he tickled her clit. He licked at it then used only the tip of his tongue to dance over it.
Her nails reached for his hair but she couldn’t reach. He smiled to himself before sticking the length of his tongue into her channel.
“I’m gonna cum!” she warned.
Instead of lifting his mouth away, though, Raiden continued licking, sucking until she exploded. She bucked, heaved, writhed threatening to slip from his hands. But he gripped her ass cheeks tightly and took his fill. When she whimpered and moaned, he lowered her slowly to the table and smiled down at her. He pulled her by the legs so that her center moistened the front of his pants. With his fingers searching out her intimate folds he leaned over and met her gaze.
“Oishii—” he whispered, licking his lips. Recognition lit her eyes and he knew she didn’t have to speak fluent Japanese to know exactly what he meant. “I want you to do something for me, Rochelle.”
She nodded.
“I want you to sit up, spread these thick, beautiful thighs for me, and I want you to make yourself cum.”
“That’s not—”
“Are you scared, Rochelle? I’ll give you an incentive. You’ve felt what my tongue can do to you. Do this for me, and I’ll let you ride the wave again.”
In order to stress his point, Raiden stuck his very long, sexy tongue out and licked at her chin. When he met her eyes again he knew she understood him for her eyes darkened. He smiled before stepping back, taking the chair with him. Putting it against the far wall, he lounged back, waiting.
* * * *
Rochelle felt exposed and suddenly nervous. It dawned on her that Raiden wanted to see her pleasure herself. That scared her. She had always toyed with the idea of touching herself while her man watched but never actually thought a man would want to see her do it. Now that the opportunity presented itself it terrified her. However, the thought of riding Raiden’s tongue again overpowered that fear and soon her legs spread wide. She looked over at Raiden to see him watching her closely—like he waited to attack his next meal. She fondled her breasts, watching the way his eyes darkened and his body squirmed. She pinched her nipples and groaned. She could still remember Raiden’s mouth on them and at that moment she knew she had to let him do that again. Licking a finger, she slid it down her body to her clit. Her gaze still fused to his and when she inserted the finger into herself and gasped, Raiden licked his lips.
“Slowly, Rochelle.” His voice seduced her. “In—out—in—”
“Do you like what you see?”
He nodded.
“No, Zero. I want to hear your voice.”
“Yes.”
Her chest heaved. Her free hand fell backward to hold her up in a sitting position. She fought hard to keep her head up so their gaze could stay together. Breaking eye contact may destroy what surged through her that very moment. She whimpered, her lips fell apart and her finger began working within her faster. The idea that he watched turned her on more. Soon she fell to her back, her body arched upward while she drove two fingers in and out of her wet heat. She didn’t hear Raiden move but his mouth captured her nipples again. He licked, sucked, bit at them—just the way she liked it. He grabbed her hand and lifted it away from her wetness and Rochelle felt like crying. But that did not last for long. He replaced the finger with his tongue and she felt like flying once again.
“Couldn’t stay away could you?” she clutched the back of his neck pushing downward.
He didn’t reply verbally—he simply released his tongue and passed it over her clit.
“Damn!”
He used his mouth to pull her pussy lips together and sucked them into his mouth. They escaped with a slight slapping sound and she groaned. He released her then, licking his lips and moving back to his chair. Rochelle sat up with her chest heaving.
“Use your fingers,” he ordered.
Sliding to her back once more, she did as he wanted without question.
So close.
She felt her muscles clench the finger and a wail left her lips before liquid gushed around her finger. Her eyes widened, her mouth fell open but no sound came for a few seconds. Finally she could shout and only one word left her lips, “Raiden!”
She slipped to the table, panting and twisting in sweet after shocks.
“Sit up, Rochelle.” Raiden called to her. Weak and delirious, she did as he demanded. “On your knees.”
With any other man she would have told him to find her black ass and kiss it, but Raiden had a certain control over her. She found herself rising and slipping to her knees.
; “Now crawl to me.”
Looking up at him, she moved on all fours toward him. Slowly, sexily her body swayed up to him and she shoved his knees apart. Licking the crotch of his pants, she dragged her teeth over his large bulge. His eyes rolled shut briefly but they returned to stare at her while she unzipped him and pulled his large cock free. It flashed through her mind that anyone who thought Asian males were small needed to take a look at Raiden. Nothing about him spelled small and for a moment she felt almost scared to put that thing anywhere in her body. But loving a challenge she wouldn’t back down from one when it has the promises of a damn good time written all over it. She licked her lips slowly, and looking into his eyes, daring him to stop her, she pulled him down her throat as far as it could go.
“Ugh!” he moaned. His head fell forward and his dark hair fell over his eyes. She sucked harder, pulling him deeper, while fondling his balls. “Yoi.”
She lifted her mouth to give him one order. “Take off your shirt.”
A smile crossed his lips when she said this before returning to drive him mad. He did as she asked and when his sculpted abs caught her eyes, Rochelle made a sound and sucked him harder. She could feel her wetness flowing down her legs now. Unable to stop, she dragged her nails down his stomach and when his abs twitched beneath her hands she whimpered.
* * * *
Raiden knew she loved the muscles of his body. She kept caressing his abs, his thighs, his arms and each time she did she pulled him a little deeper in her throat. It felt so good that his eyes rolled back and his head fell backward against the wall. He reached down and gripped the chair beneath him, fighting desperately to keep his hips still. She knew how to use her mouth, he couldn’t deny her. He had never felt so good with anyone else mostly because they didn’t know what they were doing.
“Motto.” he sighed, trying to hold on to what sanity he had left. “More.”
She gave him much more. Her tongue swirled over the tender head of his dick and Raiden’s body jerked. She busied herself undoing the button on his pants. He lifted his ass and she released his dick long enough to pull the pants off him and hurled them away. She pulled him down her throat again, this time forcing the muscles to squeeze him. His eyes widened and he watched whatever was left of his sanity and control evaporated. It was a good thing—she took that moment to move slowly up his body, licking at his abs and sucking against his nipples. Having the tender buds sucked sent shards of electricity through his core, shocking his heart into over drive. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his lap. He gripped her neck pulling her down to his kiss with one hand while using the other to guide himself to her entrance. Greedily he sucked on her tongue and released her neck. He took her hips in both hands and slammed her body down while surging his hips upward—hard.
* * * *
It was a wonderful feeling for he filled her completely, hard and fast. She yanked her mouth from him and screamed. The man made her want to scream things that she wouldn’t have with any other man. She bit her lips and rode him fast. Her breasts shook before his face. Rochelle shuddered each time her nipple trailed over his tongue. In absolute heaven the world could be damned.
“Oh fuck!” she swore. He sucked against her nipples, bit them, lashed his tongue over them before sucking away the pain. She stiffened as her orgasm slammed through her body. She thought he would let her rest but Raiden wasn’t finished. He stood up with her in his arms and lowered her to the ground. He bent her over so she her hands rested against the chair only to enter her from behind. She wanted to feel his abs while he used her from behind but she couldn’t. She moaned, whimpered, swore but nothing she did made the sweet torture go away. Her knees buckled as she came again. He didn’t let her fall. He caught her around the waist and laid her on the ground on her side. He lifted and moved between her legs entering her again. This time her leg rested against his chest. He reached for one of her nipples and pinched.
“Raiden! Yes!”
“You’re so damn tight,” Raiden announced through gritted teeth. “Pirittokuru.”
She reached forward, unashamed, and began rubbing her own clit. She wouldn’t have dreamed of doing something like this before. Raiden just seemed to bring the slut out of her. She had to admit she loved it! Rubbing her clit sent double the pleasure through her and she fluttered against the ground with her orgasm. She heard him groan and felt the moment he pulled from her. She couldn’t do much of anything but lay there, on her back shaking. He erupted hot against her thigh. Rochelle felt her body go through another round of smaller tremors. With each spurt from his engorged cock, she felt as if he licked her again. He slumped beside her with his head against her breast. She moaned his name, but didn’t have enough mind power to actually say anything else. Each time she thought of saying his name a tremor of bliss went through her.
“You don’t have to say anything,” he assured her.
“That was...” was all she managed. He had completely turned her out, made her scream. He had bossed her around like a slave, made her do things she never thought she would ever have the courage to do and she loved every breath-taking second of it.
“That was...” He chuckled softly while nuzzling her neck and pulling her into his arms against the ground. “You’ll inflate my ego.”
“I’d rather inflate something else.”
“Bad girl.”He caressed her arm.
She rested her head against his chest, kissed it then snuggled her head under his chin. He had her seeing stars even after they finished. Raiden was right. He had her doing things she would never have done before but so help her she had every intention of doing them again.
Chapter Six
With the sun shining through his window and his alarm clock blaring Raiden woke up in his own room. He lay there for a moment thinking about how warm his room was in the winter. At some point during the night he threw the sheets off his bed and got up to turn up the heat. His mind took him back to what happened between Rochelle and him the night before and he couldn’t help the smile that crossed his lips. He passed his tongue over them, hoping to taste her but toothpaste and mouthwash from the night before had cleared that all up. He frowned.
He had carried Rochelle to her bedroom and covered her in bed alone. Though it pained him to leave her he did. It tugged at him that he would have loved to have crawled in with her and licked her to a few more orgasms but he just couldn’t change it. He didn’t want her to wake up and freak out because he thought more of their love making than she did. She told him she was ready—that she wasn’t scared anymore but he wanted to make sure. He could hear her moving around so he pushed out of bed and stripped his way to the private bathroom attached to his room.
Raiden stopped to stare at his face in the mirror. He looked different somehow—perhaps it was the goofy grin he wore. A beard grew on his face. Since he knew he looked like a prepubescent boy with facial hair, he rummaged through his little bag and pulled out a razor.
By the time he finished his shower and got dressed he descended the stairs with his jacket in one hand. She stood in the kitchen making breakfast, fully dressed for work. That shocked him. The woman moved fast. Smiling, he hauled on his business suit jacket. “Morning,” he said, buttoning his suit. He wanted to walk over and kiss her but wasn’t sure what would happen. She said she wanted to try dating him but did she mean it or was that her horny side speaking? He watched as she placed a plate on the island and turned to smile at him. His breath caught in his throat.
“Migoto,” he whispered.
She chuckled, motioning for him to sit. “What does that mean? Sorry, didn’t have much time to make you a proper Japanese breakfast.”
“It means—” Raiden climbed onto the stool and rested against the back, “beautiful.”
She glanced around the kitchen. “Where?”
Raiden laughed shaking his head. “You are, Koibito.”
She blushed and her gaze immediately dropped to the floor. After gathering a pla
te for herself she sat down across from him and Raiden instantly forgot about his meal. He chewed absentmindedly staring at her, wanting desperately to talk about what happened between them the night before. Still he remained silent about that subject. “I don’t expect you to make me anything from home. It’s just a nice bonus.”
“I will, on the weekend. You still need some reminders of home, right? So, about today,” Rochelle began without looking up. “We have your own office set up—well it’s not really your own. It’s off my office in my private meeting room. We set it up with a laptop and everything you might need. There’s enough space to set up your work station so you don’t need to continue working on the ground in your room.”
“Good because it’s been hell on my back.”
She nodded. “I bet. You have your own phone. Our secretary is Kelly but she leaves work every evening at four sharp. She has night classes and if she leaves any later she will not make them on time. After then the automated system picks up and disperses the calls as needed.”
“That’s nice of you.”
She shrugged. “She is a good person and as much as I love her dearly I don’t see her answering my phones forever. I assume she has dreams of her own. But, once we get there I shall give you the grand tour.”
“What about us?”
She stopped chewing and looked at him quizzically. Raiden thought for sure she would answer him until she smirked and bowed her head to press a piece of egg into her mouth.
“Well, if you can avoid jumping my bones while everyone is looking, we’ll be fine.”
He arched a brow. “So...no regrets about last night?”
“None on this end.” She met his eyes. “Do you?”
Raiden laughed while shaking his head. “None on this end.”
“Good. Now be good and eat up so we can get going.”
“Or what? You’ll spank me?”
She burst out laughing and Raiden watched the way her body shook with her mirth. Her breasts jerked sexily and he groaned pressing his eyes shut. This is a bad thing to be thinking before they headed out the door. He inhaled and exhaled deeply. That helped some.
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