by Katie Ashley
“Yes,” he hissed.
“Oh right, I promised you some oral attention for playing gay.” Crossing my legs, I adjusted my dress and shook my head. “But the cat’s out of the bag now with my family, so I don’t owe you anything.”
“Mia,” he growled, causing a tingle to run from the top of my head down to my toes.
“Fine, but we do it on my terms.” When he let his erection fall from his hand, I made a tsking noise. “I didn’t tell you stop, did I?”
A lazy grin stretched across his face. “You’re fighting a losing battle here, amorcito mio. You want control, and I don’t give it up.”
My brows rose in surprise. “Oh, I’m sorry. I was under the impression you wanted me to suck your cock.”
A strangled noise came from the back of his throat. “I do,” he replied hoarsely.
“Then we do it on my terms. Capisce?”
“Si.”
“Glad to hear it.” Easing off the seat, I knelt down before him. I knocked his knees further apart before wedging myself between them. Sliding my hands up his chest, my fingers came to rest on the bulge of his tie. I kept my eyes locked firmly on his as I undid his tie. With a jerk, I slid it off his neck and dropped it on his exposed thigh.
“Mia, everything you need is uncovered right in front of you,” AJ protested.
Ignoring him, I then began undoing the buttons his shirt. Slowly I worked myself down to his waist. When I was done, I opened his shirt, exposing his bare chest and feasting my eyes on the six-pack I had fantasized about in my mind. I ran my hands up and down his chest. “Nice. You work out a lot?” I teasingly asked.
He shot me a death glare. “From time to time.”
I grinned before grabbing the tie. Taking his hands, I wrapped it around them and knotted it once.
“Mia?” he questioned.
Motioning above his head, I instructed, “Put your hands up.”
“What?”
“Grab hold of the bar.”
“Okaaay,” he replied, rolling his eyes.
Once his hands were on the bar, I rose up where I was crouching over him. I wrapped the rest of the tie around the bar and knotted it.
When AJ tugged and found he was caught, his eyes widened. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Exactly what I told you before—I’m having my way with you. So sit back, shut your mouth, and enjoy it.” Grabbing a small handful of ice from the minibar, I popped a few pieces into my mouth. Bringing one between my teeth, I began teasing a slow trail from the stubble on AJ’s neck, over his bobbing Adam’s Apple, down to one of his nipples. I then blew across the moistened skin. “Oh fuck,” he muttered, bucking his hips.
I circled his left nipple, until it was hard and erect, before I moved on to the right one. AJ continued raising his hips, rubbing his erection against my stomach. I pushed myself away so he could no longer get the friction, causing him to groan in frustration. Working my way slowly down, I trailed the remaining cube over his stomach, causing his muscles to clench under my touch. As I gazed up at him, his chest expanded in harsh pants. Bending over, my hair fell over his lap as I raked my nails up and down over the tops of his thighs. I pressed tender kisses along the taut muscles of his abdomen.
“Mia…”
“What babe?” I asked.
“Quit teasing me.”
“Oh am I teasing you?” I questioned, before I blew cold air across his stomach.
All the muscles in his body went taut, and he was almost shaking with pent up desire. “Suck. My. Dick.”
I snorted. “What are you, a caveman? Can’t you speak in a complete sentence?”
He growled as he jerked against the tie. If he kept it up, he was going to get loose. With my fingertips still raking over his thighs, I said, “I will if you ask me nicely.”
His dark eyes glittered with rage. “Would you suck my dick?”
With a tsk, I replied, “You didn’t say the magic word.”
A growl rumbled through his chest. “Please. For all that is holy, please, please suck my dick!”
I smiled. “Was that so hard?” I took his cock into my hand. “I know this is.” Glancing up at him, I gave him my best doe-eyed look of innocence as I lifted up and slowly straddled him. “Open your mouth. Give me your tongue.” When he hesitantly stuck out his tongue, I sucked it into my mouth. After swirling my tongue with his, I pulled away to murmur against his lips, “Is this what you want me to do to you? Down here.” I wrapped my fingers tighter around his shaft.
“Yes…please do that, Mia.”
I slid off his lap and back onto my knees. Since all the ice had already melted, I put another cube into my mouth as I worked my hand over his erection. Once I swallowed the ice, I flattened my tongue against him, sliding from base to shaft. AJ shuddered. Circling his cock, I continued licking him like a popsicle, while only letting my tongue give a teasing flick across the tip. AJ’s hips jerked up, trying to wedge himself into my mouth. “Enough already. Please suck me harder, Mia.”
I narrowed my eyes before letting go of his cock. “You’re not calling the shots, remember?”
After grabbing another piece of ice out of the cooler, I started licking and nibbling an icy, moist trail up the inside of one of his thighs while my hand rubbed a cube along the other. When I looked up at him again, AJ’s jaw was clenched, and I could see the frustrated lust burning in his eyes.
Deciding to end his suffering, I took only the tip of cock in my mouth and suctioned hard. “Finally. Fuck yes!” AJ cried, his eyes rolling back. Letting him fall free from my mouth, I then blew across the sensitive head glistening with my saliva. “Jesus, you’re killing me. Don’t stop sucking me off. Please.”
“I’ve only just started, babe.” With my hand, I stroked him hard and fast for a few minutes before bringing him back to my mouth. As I bobbed up and down in a frenzied pace, his groans and curses echoed through the limo. His hands tugged at his bindings while the muscles in his biceps bulged with the efforts to get free. I knew he wanted nothing more than to be able to wrap his hands in my hair and fuck my mouth with his dick. But it wasn’t happening. Each time he tried to take control of the pace, I eased back, sending him shuddering with frustration. A sheen of sweat had broken out along his bare chest. “So good…oh baby, I love your mouth.”
Changing up the position, I brought my fingers to his base. Twisting my hand back and forth like I was opening a bottle, I alternated between tonguing and hard suctioning the very tip. The saliva that fell from my lips, slid down his length, allowing my fingers to give him an even smoother swirl off my hand, as I pumped up and down. As I pulled away, I said, “Doing this to you…it’s making me so fucking wet.”
AJ’s eyes bulged at my comment. “Untie me, and I’ll make you scream.”
I shook my head slowly from side to side. “Nope. Not happening.” I slid my free hand under my dress and into my panties. As I stroked myself, I stared up at AJ. “Mmm, I like getting you and me off at the same time.”
“Fucking hell,” he croaked, his hooded eyelids watching my movements.
“But this is supposed to be about you, right?” I took my hand from my panties and brought my fingers to his lips. “Lick please.”
He didn’t have to be told twice. His tongue darted out to lick my fingers before he sucked them into his mouth. “You still taste amazing.”
“You do, too,” I murmured, before I took him back into my mouth, grazing him lightly with my teeth. It wasn’t long before he began tensing up. “Oh fuck…oh yes!” AJ arched his hips as I let him fall free of my mouth. Negative tests or not, I wasn’t ready to go there with him yet. Rising off my knees, I quickly brought my mouth to his while I pumped my hand on his cock. Sucking on his bottom lip, I breathed against his mouth, “I’m so turned on right now.” AJ let out a grunting moan as he came on his stomach. I pulled back and met his eyes, which were a combustive mix of satisfaction and pure desire. “Jesus, Mia, I can’t even move. You fucking obliterated
me.”
“Thank you.”
AJ’s bare chest rose with laughter. “No, thank you.”
I rose up and started untying his hands. When I finished, I handed some napkins to him and cocked my head at him. “So Mr. Machismo, is it really so bad to give up control now and again?”
“I guess not.” When I pursed my lips at him, he grinned. “Okay, it’s fucking amazing.”
“So glad you thought so.”
As he went about cleaning himself up, he kept eyeing me from time to time. “What?” I asked.
“The twisting thing and the sucking….I’ve never had anything like that.”
I rolled my eyes and grinned in spite of myself. “You’re still marveling over a blow job?”
“One like that? Fuck yeah.”
“I guess I should take that as a major compliment.”
He smiled and bobbed his head. “Oh yeah.”
After all I’d been through with Dev’s cheating, AJ’s words meant more than he could ever know, especially considering I was just getting back in the game. AJ just finished rearranging his clothes when we pulled into the parking lot of his building. When Benny opened the door for us, I followed AJ out onto the pavement. While I could barely look at Benny without my cheeks flooding with embarrassment, AJ gave him a guy hug and whispered something in his ear. Benny grinned and nodded.
With a smile, AJ then took my hand. “Come on. Let me show you my views.”
8
As I led Mia across the foyer of my building, I cut my eyes over to her, watching as she took it all in. It was a pretty impressive place, if I said so myself. All of us guys had apartments in the city, so we could have a place to crash close to the airport and the recording studio. But Bray and Melody lived about thirty minutes south of Jake’s farm, preferring the country to the city.
“Like it?” I asked Mia, as we headed for the elevator.
“It’s amazing. You know, some of the doctors from St. Joe’s live here.”
When we got into the elevator, we weren’t alone. After I slid in my key card for the penthouse, Mia ended up getting shuffled with her back against the wall of the car while I was pressed against her. Glancing over at her, a wicked thought entered my mind. Leaning over, I whispered in her ear. “You know, you deserve a little payback for that stunt you pulled in the limo. Maybe have you helpless without being bound?”
Her eyes widened as she glanced around the crowded elevator. “Don’t even think about it,” she warned.
Ignoring her, I angled my body so what I was about to do was hidden from view. Dipping my hand between her legs, I began to stroke her over her dress. She gasped before quickly biting down on her lip. Pressed against the back wall, she had nowhere to go and could do nothing but be at the mercy of my hand.
The elevator dinged on the Fourth floor, and a guy in a pinstriped suit, along with an older couple, got off. Even though there was more room, I didn’t move. Instead, I pressed the heel of my hand against Mia’s pussy while my fingers pressed harder against her clit. Her jaw clenched with the strain of keeping her moans and cries from escaping her lips. Her chest heaved, and her breath huffed out of her nose. A mixture of both pleasure and fury burned in her eyes.
I didn’t turn around because people would see my khakis were tented. Watching Mia, including what I was doing to her, was so fucking hot. Her head fell back against the wall, and I knew she was getting closer to coming, and there was nothing I wanted more than to bring her to the brink.
But when the last person got off on the Twentieth floor, Mia glared up at me, her dark eyes flashing with rage. As soon as the doors closed, she shoved me away from her. “You fucking prick!”
“Don’t pretend you didn’t like it,” I countered.
“We were in public.”
“And that fact alone made you even wetter. Hell, I could feel it through your dress. You were so close to coming.”
Smacking her palms against my chest, she shoved me again, sending me crashing back into the opposite wall of the elevator. Her nostrils flared before she stalked over to me. She eyed me contemptuously. “This elevator has cameras too, doesn’t it?”
I gave her my smirk. “I would think so.”
In a flash, both hands reached out, and I braced myself for her to hit or choke me. I wasn’t even going to defend myself because I deserved it. Instead, she fisted my shirt before ripping it open, sending buttons scattering onto the floor. Her arms snaked around my neck, tugging the hair at the base of my neck. “Then let’s give them a real show.” Her lips came down harsh against mine, and I welcomed the warmth of her tongue in my mouth.
Grasping her by the ass, I hoisted her up to wrap her legs around my waist. I spun us around, pinning her against the wall. With one hand, Mia’s fingers jerked through my hair, tugging almost painfully at the strands while the other slipped between us to stroke my dick over my pants. I groaned into her mouth, causing her to rub even harder. I pumped my hips against her hand, working the friction to my advantage. I realized if I kept it up, I was going to blow my load right there in my pants, which wouldn’t do either of us any good. Grabbing Mia’s hand off my dick, I guided it between her legs. Jerking her lips from mine, Mia’s wide eyes flared with desire when I used her own fingers to stroke her over her soaked panties. “Mmm,” she whimpered, rocking her hips.
Watching her get herself off was hot as hell, but when the bell on the penthouse dinged our arrival, I was brought out of my sex haze. When I took my hand away, Mia cried out in protest. “Sorry, but we gotta get off, amorcito mio.”
“Yeah, but that’s what I was about to do,” she replied with a lazy grin.
I threw back my head and laughed. “Because of you, I’m probably going to get instant wood each time I get on this fucking elevator.”
Holding Mia with one hand, I grabbed my card with the other, and then staggered across the marble tile of the foyer’s threshold. Once we were inside the penthouse and the elevator doors had shut, Mia’s hungry lips came back to mine. I blindly made my way along to the living room. When I bumped into the couch, I eased Mia over the armrest. While her torso lay across the cushion, her lower half was elevated exactly where I needed it. As her legs dangled over the edge, I slid the hemline of her dress up. I jerked off her panties and tossed them over my shoulder. I then relieved myself of my shirt. “Hurry AJ!” she demanded, wrapping her legs around my hips and pulling me closer.
“Patience, amorcito mio,” I murmured, before digging into my back pocket for my wallet. After I pulled out the condom, I needed a free hand, so I placed it between my teeth for safe keeping. I hurriedly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and shoved them down my hips. Tearing open the condom, I slid it on.
With one harsh thrust, I buried myself balls deep inside her. “Oh AJ,” she moaned beneath me. Neither of us knew how to take it slow, so instead, I pounded into her. Grabbing her thighs, I wrapped my arms under her knees and used them for leverage to bring myself harder and deeper within her.
Once Mia came, I concentrated on my own pleasure, slamming harder and harder into her. She didn’t seem to mind how rough I was. Instead, she kept right on panting and moaning with pleasure. When she came for the second time, her walls clenching against my cock caused me to come. “Mia!” I cried, before collapsing over on her.
When I could once again focus on the world around me, I found Mia was stroking wide circles across my back. I pulled away to smile at her.
She returned my smile. “Are we ever going to have sex in a bed?”
I laughed. “I say we take a quick shower and then the next time will commence in my bed.”
A little crease came between her brows. “You mean, you’re not ready for me to go?”
“Jesus, no. What the hell gave you that idea?”
She shrugged. “I just figured since we were done—”
Cupping her face in my hands, I said, “Mia, babe, I don’t plan for us to be done until the morning…maybe tomorrow afternoon.”
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Her dark eyes widened. “You want me to stay the night?”
“Of course.”
“I just didn’t expect that.”
“I’m not one of those douchebags who throws a chick out once he’s done banging her. Besides morning sex happens to be one of my favorite things,” I answered honestly. Even though it kinda stung, I could see why Mia would think I was a wham-bam kinda guy since I was a famous musician. It was true that I didn’t bring a lot of women here. I did most of my hook-ups on the road in the bus or in hotel rooms. Off the road, I was a lot more choosey. In the past, my house had been reserved for women I was in a relationship with—who I trusted. While Mia didn’t technically fit into that category, I was happy to make an opening for her. Because of her career, her family, and most of all her fiery personality, she had proven to be in a class all of her own.
Leaning forward, I kissed her intently. “So you’ll stay?”
“Um, okay.”
“Good. Now let’s go take that shower.” Taking her by the hand, I pulled her up off the couch. I pushed her hair back away from her face and gave her a long, lingering kiss—one I hoped would show her how much I wanted her with me.
When I pulled away, I took her by the hand and started down the hall. “I really want to see your place,” she protested.
“After the shower.”
“Like you’ll be in the mood for a grand tour then. You’re already naked,” she mumbled.
I laughed and smacked her ass playfully. “You know me too well.”
Once we were inside the bathroom, I closed the door behind us. After I stepped over to Mia, my hands immediately went to the zipper on her dress. When it pooled in a whisper at her feet, she was left only in her bustier since I’d happily shed her of her panties back in the living room. “I’ll get the water on while you get out of that thing,” I said, motioning to her chest. I knew my way around a bra, but that looked way tricky.
“Okay,” she whispered.
I turned on the water, letting the shower fill with steam. I stepped inside, but I left the door open. Glancing over my shoulder, I noticed Mia still stood frozen by the counter.
