Loving Ambush [Erotically Yours 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic)

by Leah Brooke

  Chuckling when she slapped at him in embarrassment, he withdrew and lowered her to her feet. “It’s a hell of a turn-on.” His playful slap to her bottom ended on a caress, one that had her leaning into him again. Without hesitating, he pulled her close again, giving her the cuddle she hadn’t realized she’d needed.

  “I love you, Jasmine. I love everything about you. Will you promise to remember that tonight?”

  “Hmm. Tonight?” Jasmine jerked away to look up at him, her heart thudding. “Damn it, Mac. I forgot all about tonight.” She couldn’t believe that his lovemaking had made her forget about a night she’d been dreading for days.

  Mac laughed, his eyes dancing. “That’s probably the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.” He tapped her nipple, grinning. “And tonight hasn’t even gotten started yet.” He slid his hand lower, caressing her now-bare and ultrasensitive folds, his eyes narrowing and darkening at her soft cry. “I’ve still got some more surprises in store for you.”

  After they’d stepped out of the shower, he dried himself while watching her. “Do your hair and makeup and come out into the bedroom.” Trailing his fingers down her folds to her center, he used the edges of her towel to pull her closer. “I’ll be waiting.”

  Shaking everywhere, and with her body still humming with pleasure, Jasmine dried her hair, sweeping it up and securing it with one of the rhinestone clasps she’d purchased earlier in the week on her lunch hour. She had to fix her hair three times before she got it right, and with half an ear, listened to Mac moving around in her bedroom.

  Curiosity ate at her, and not knowing what kind of surprise Mac had planned made her stomach flutter.

  Her hands shook as she applied makeup, and, because she kept smearing her eyeliner and shadow, she’d had to redo her eyes several times before she was satisfied. More nervous by the minute, she jumped at every sound coming from the other room, expecting Mac to burst through the door any second.

  Deciding she looked as good as she could manage, she reached for the doorknob and paused, taking a deep breath. Letting it out slowly, she pulled the towel more firmly around herself and turned the doorknob, her heart pounding with excitement and trepidation.

  Trembling, she pulled the door open, her stomach fluttering when she saw him.

  Dressed except for the suit jacket that hung on a hanger over the knob of her dresser, Mac finished knotting his tie and held out a hand to her. “Come here, baby. You look beautiful.”

  Placing her hand in his, Jasmine allowed him to lead her to her bed, her breath catching when he retrieved a pillow and placed it on the edge.

  Releasing her hand, he moved to stand behind her, taking the edge of the towel from her grip, and tossing it aside. “Bend over the pillow, Jazz.”

  Jasmine gulped, her face burning as she turned to look at him over her shoulder, her entire body trembling with nerves and excitement. “What are you going to do?”

  A dark brow went up, his look of arrogance making her heart pound even faster. “I’m going to make sure that tonight you remember just how sexy you are.” Reaching around her, he tugged both of her nipples, sending sharp sizzles of heat to her slit. “And just who you belong to.”

  Jasmine shivered as Mac pressed a hand to her back and urged her to bend over the pillow, a whimper escaping when the material of his trousers brushed against the backs of her thighs. Startled to be in the position of having her ass high in the air, she gripped the bedding and tried to close her legs, but Mac simply ran a hand over her bottom cheeks and used his own thighs to spread hers wider.

  “Keep those legs spread, Jazz.” A hand pressed to her lower back when she tried to rise, making it impossible to escape him.

  Once again aroused by her vulnerability, Jasmine shivered, startled by the feel of the air moving over her bare folds.

  She stiffened when Mac’s hand at her back slid lower, moaning when they flattened on the cheeks of her bottom and lifted, spreading them and exposing her bottom hole. She tried to tighten against him, but he chuckled and pressed harder, using his fingers to part her even wider.

  “Pretty. You don’t really think I’m going to let you hide anything from me, do you, Jazz?”

  Gasping at the cold lube on the finger he pressed against her puckered opening, Jasmine tried desperately to close her legs, but his hard thighs between them prevented it.

  She’d tried to curl her body in an attempt to lower her bottom in an instinctive effort to protect herself against such an intimate invasion, but Mac pressed down on her lower back, forcing her belly to the bed and arching her back, which lifted her bottom even higher.

  Spreading the lube around her opening, Mac used his legs to spread hers even wider. “This is mine, just as much as the rest of you. Be still. I have something to take care of before I dress you. Have you ever heard of a butt plug?”

  Alarmed, Jasmine tried to pull away, but Mac only chuckled, pressing against her opening.

  “No, baby. It’s going in.”

  Shivering, she sucked in a breath as the tight ring of muscle gave way under the pressure, and his finger slid into her ass.

  “Butt plug?” She cried out as he moved his finger around inside her with an ease and freedom that emphasized her helplessness in denying him. Shaken by the unbelievable intimacy and raw sexuality, she cried out as he pushed his finger a little deeper and began to press at her inner walls.

  Her ass and pussy clenched repeatedly, in time with the shallow pants of breath that seemed all she could manage.

  So aroused that her juices literally ran down her thighs, she gripped the bedding tighter, fighting not to move on his finger the way she had before. Her clit, sensitized after their earlier lovemaking, swelled and began to tingle, and with her legs spread wide, felt more exposed than ever.

  Feeling his finger begin to withdraw, she panicked, hooking her legs around his thigh. “God, Mac. Please. I ache so bad.”

  Mac seemed to know what she needed, snaking an arm under her hips to lift her higher as he slid his finger free. “Keep that ass up high. I need to lube you real good before I push the plug into you. This ass is real tight, isn’t it, baby?”

  Jasmine stilled, alarmed at the surge of lust that hit her. “Mac, I can’t believe I’m letting you do this.” Shaking everywhere, she sucked in another breath when he pressed his finger, coated with cold lube, into her ass again.

  Whimpering at the press of his finger against her inner walls and the resulting burn as he stretched her, Jasmine panted through her teeth, tightening her hands on the bedding and lifting herself even higher, cursing at him when he withdrew again. “Damn you, Mac! I can’t take it. Do something. Oh, God. You’re making me crazy.” She held her breath when his other hand moved, anticipation like bubbles in her veins as she waited expectantly. Shocked at the feel of his fingers brushing over her clit, she gasped, and started bucking, her body jerking helplessly with every stroke of his finger.

  Mac’s voice took on that low, silky quality that flowed over her skin like a velvet caress. “Feels good, doesn’t it, baby? Now, I’m going to put the plug into you. I’ll go slow and easy. I have a feeling you’re going to like it more than either one of us anticipates.” The slight edge in his voice told her that this excited him as much as it excited her.

  Gulping in air, Jasmine stiffened, shaking so hard her knee slipped, and she would have fallen if Mac hadn’t caught her.

  Chuckling softly, he touched the hard rubber against her puckered opening. “I’ve got you, baby. Let’s get this plug inside you.”

  Jasmine shivered, chills going up and down her spine as the plug pushed against her puckered opening, colder and wider than his finger. It entered her slowly, the cone shape forcing her bottom to stretch. “Mac! It burns. Oh, God. It’s going into me. It’s cold.”

  She shook even harder, her entire body suffused with heat.

  Mac kissed her bottom cheek, scraping his teeth over it before nipping her there. “It’ll be warm enough once it gets in
side you. That’s it. Tilt that ass up. You know you want it inside you. Christ, you’re incredible.” The edge of steel in his tone sharpened, the satisfaction and excitement in his voice deepening it to a low rumble.

  Jasmine cried out as the plug went deeper, her pussy and ass clenching as the plug slowly filled her.

  Mac groaned. “Christ, I just fucked you and I’m hard as a rock again. Watching this plug go into you has to be the most arousing thing I’ve ever seen. The freedom you give me excites me more than you could ever know.”

  Jasmine didn’t want to think about him watching her so intimately, but knowing that it excited him so much aroused her even more.

  Her clit seemed to pulse in time to her heartbeat, her nipples tight against the soft comforter. Her bottom burned around the plug, the chills growing stronger as Mac pushed the plug deeper. The tingling caught her by surprise, several small jolts of it racing through her body, mixing with the chills going up and down her spine.

  Stunned at the small orgasms that raced through her, she fought the almost overwhelming need to push back against him, her moans becoming frantic and slightly animalistic.

  “I’m pushing the widest part into you now. I’ll go slow, baby. Yeah, that’s it. A little more. Damn, I can’t wait to get my cock into you. Just imagining how this tight ass is going to close on my cock—hell, I’m never gonna make it through dinner.”

  Jasmine cried out again as the widest part of the plug went deeper, the stretched, full feeling sending ripples of indescribable sensations through her.

  Lust and love combined and swirled inside her, building with each breath.

  She trusted him more than she’d thought possible, giving herself over to him, and to the pleasure, with an abandon she hardly recognized.

  When Mac pushed the rest of the plug into her, she shivered, gulping in air as it narrowed, whimpering when her puckered opening closed tight on it. Struggling to adjust to the fullness, she curled into Mac as he lowered himself to the bed next to her, comforted by the warmth of his body as he gathered her close.

  Running his hands over her back, he stared down at her, his eyes searching and dark, and with a loving possession that melted her heart.

  “You really are such a passionate woman. I don’t think you have any idea just how sexy you are.” Bending low, he held her gaze, his face just inches from hers. “You let me shave that sweet pussy, and let me fill that tight ass with a plug. I know you’re going to be just as responsive when we get home tonight and I take that beautiful ass with my cock. You’re going to let me have you that way, aren’t you, baby?”

  “Oh, my God.” The plug shifted inside her every time she moved, the unfamiliar, thick fullness overwhelming her senses. She couldn’t even imagine what it would feel like to have Mac’s hard, hot cock inside her, and shivered as she imagined it thrusting deep. Struggling to draw enough air into her lungs, she grasped at Mac, astonished by her need for the security of his embrace. She felt so primitive, a woman who looked to her man for guidance and strength.

  Surprised at herself, she shook her head. “I can’t believe I’m letting you do these things to me. I’ve never done anything like this before. Mac, this isn’t even me.”

  She’d blurted it out without meaning to, her senses so overloaded she didn’t think before speaking.

  Mac stilled, cupping her face when she would have turned away, his eyes filled with love and tenderness. “This is you, Jazz, but just a part of you. You’re so many things to me. I just want you to see what I see. I want you to see why I’m so much in love with you. ”

  Smiling, he sat up, pulling her with him. “Come on, you insatiable woman. I can’t wait to see you in the dress I picked out for you.”

  Jasmine held on to him as he helped her to her feet, moaning as the plug moved inside her. She couldn’t help but smile at the excitement in his eyes, her heart racing with anticipation. She shook her head, raising a brow at the lacy, black garter belt he held up.

  “That doesn’t look like a dress to me.” She reached for it, rubbing her thighs together, unsurprised to find them slick with her juices.

  Grinning, Mac jerked it out of her reach and knelt at her feet. “Cute. This and black stockings are all you’re wearing under the dress.”

  After sliding it on, he got to his feet and held out the black stockings to her. “You’d better put these on. My calluses’ll make a mess of them.”

  With shaking hands, Jasmine smoothed the silkiest stockings she’d ever felt up her legs. “Mac, they’re beautiful.”

  Very conscious of the way the stockings and garter framed her bared and ultrasensitive mound, Jasmine crossed her hands over it. “Where are the panties?”

  “What’s beautiful is the soft skin here.” He traced his fingers over her upper thighs. “No panties.” Mac circled her, running his hands over her bottom as he did. Moving to stand in front of her again, he took her hands from her mound and lifted them to his lips, taking a step back to eye her bare slit. “Beautiful.”

  Lifting his gaze to hers again, he released her hands and moved behind her, sliding a hand to her bottom and gently caressing. “Just knowing that plug’s inside you is driving me nuts. I have a feeling it’s gonna be a very long evening.”

  Jasmine turned to him, flattening her hands on his stomach and arching into him. Her breasts felt swollen and heavy, her nipples tingling with the need for the attention she feared she wouldn’t get for several hours.

  Her stomach quivered beneath his firm hand, her breath catching when it slid higher to stroke a sensitive nipple just enough to make her even hungrier for his touch. “It’s driving you nuts? I don’t know how you expect me to keep it inside me through dinner. How do you expect me to go out like this?”

  Gripping the front of his shirt, she rubbed her thighs together, amazed at the moisture coating them. “I can’t believe how full I feel. It moves every time I do.”

  Mac switched his attention to her other nipple, seeming to always know exactly what she needed. “And each time it does, it’ll remind you of what I’m going to do to you later.” Rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he squeezed gently. “And remind you that you belong to me. I’m not going to let you forget that for one minute tonight.”

  When he gathered her against him, she raised her hands to his broad shoulders, once again struck by the vulnerability of being practically naked while he was fully dressed.

  She felt naughty. Sexy.

  Weak with desire, she thrilled at the feeling of power of her own femininity, a feeling brought on by the undeniable hunger shining in Mac’s eyes.

  “I’m not likely to forget that. Oh, Mac.”

  He slid his hand over her bottom and pressed the base of the plug, his eyes narrowing at her gasp.

  “I’ll have to see that you don’t. I waited too long for you to let you get away from me now.”

  While he helped her into the beautiful cocktail dress, Jasmine snuck glances at him, her excitement growing.

  Mac looked at her like no one else ever had, an intense look that made her feel as if she had his undivided attention, a look that made her feel incredibly special.

  He looked at her like she was the most important thing in the world to him.

  She couldn’t help but wonder, though, how long it would be before his look turned to disinterest, and he no longer met her eyes. A cold knot formed in her stomach.

  “Mac, I know what you’re trying to do—”

  “Do you?” He zipped her dress with a quick snap of his wrist and turned her in his arms. “It’s frustrating that a woman so beautiful, inside and out, could be so unaware of her own charms.” Running a finger from her throat to the plunging neckline, Mac held her gaze. “Sometimes, Jazz, you piss me off.”

  Turning, he bent and turned back, holding a pair of satin black pumps. “Let’s see if we can change that attitude a little tonight.”

  Slipping on the shoes, Jasmine smiled when she noticed the rhinestone bow on
the back. “These are really beautiful. I can’t believe you know my size.”

  “I know a lot of things about you, Jazz. Damn, your legs look a mile long in those things. I’m going to imagine them wrapped around me all night long.” Reaching a finger inside her plunging neckline, he caressed her nipple, his other arm tightening around her when she gasped and jolted.

  “Unlike your date the other night. When I get you home, I know I’m going to have you.” Pulling the material aside, he exposed her breast and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, his eyes narrowing at her whimpered cry. “I’m going to bend you over and fuck your ass so deep, you’ll never want any other man again. I want you to think about that tonight.”

  Fisting her hands in his shirt, Jasmine gasped again when she involuntarily clenched on the plug, struggling not to think about the tingling in her nipples. “I don’t want anyone but you. Mac. Oh, God. I feel like I could come any second.”

  With a grin, Mac released her and righted her clothing. “That’s why I bought a black dress, babe. I knew you wouldn’t want any wet spots showing.”

  Jasmine took a shaky step toward Mac as he donned his black suit jacket, trembling at the way the plug moved inside her. With a smile, she put her hand in the one he offered, biting back a moan at the pressure in her bottom as each step shifted the plug inside her. Another rush of moisture escaped to coat her thighs. “Good thinking. With you, Mac, wet spots are pretty much a given.”

  Chapter Nine

  Jasmine walked through the restaurant on shaky legs, each step moving the silky material of her dress over her bottom and breasts, while also shifting the plug in her ass. Grateful for Mac’s steadying presence, Jasmine held on to him as she made her way across the room, her thighs soaked with her juices. Filled with pride to be on the arm of such a gorgeous, compelling man, she smiled, concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other. The almost continuous movement of the plug in her ass nearly drove her insane.