by Mia Ford
I nodded. “Marlene?”
She turned around. “Yeah?”
“Thanks for being honest,” I said softly. “I really appreciate it.”
Marlene smiled, looking more relaxed this time. “You’re welcome,” she said. “And again, I really am sorry.”
I watched as Marlene scurried out of the store, no longer the proud and haughty ex-wife. It was strange, but I felt like something actually had changed between us – like somehow, we’d managed to come out on the other side.
By the time I got back to Angela, it was getting late.
“Are you coming home tonight?” Angela raised her eyebrow. “Or are you going to see sexy Mr. March?”
I flushed hotly. “God, I can’t believe how much I called him that,” I said. “But…yeah, I was thinking of going to see Thomas. You don’t mind?”
Angela shook her head. “Not at all,” she said.
I took a cab to Thomas’s penthouse in Manhattan and nervously rode the elevator up by myself, clutching my bags. It was so strange to think that in a very short amount of time, this would be my home, too.
When he opened the door, Thomas grinned at the sight of me. He pulled me into a tight hug and kissed me. I stepped into the foyer and dropped my bags. Thomas looked at me with obvious lust in his dark eyes.
“Brett’s not home,” Thomas said. “He’s out with Isabelle.” He grinned wickedly. “They won’t be home for hours.”
I blushed and stepped forward. “Good,” I said softly. “Because I was really hoping to be alone with you.”
“Same,” Thomas said. “Come here.” He held out his arms.
“I’ve missed you,” I admitted in a soft voice, closing my eyes and letting my lashes flutter on my cheek. Thomas sighed. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close against his chest. Through my thin dress, I could feel his heart beating. I closed my eyes and tilted my face up for a kiss. When our lips touched, it was like they’d never been apart.
Thomas kissed me with urgency. He slipped his tongue between my lips and caressed my own with his. I moaned softly into his mouth and Thomas grunted and picked me up. Without breaking our kiss, he set me back down on his lap and pressed into my back with his hands. The itchy material of my dress scratched against my skin and made me squirm. Thomas grunted softly and pulled the hemline up, spreading my legs on his lap and wrapping them around his torso. I could feel his muscular body pressing against the sensitive spot between my legs and a wave of desire pushed through me. I groaned softly as Thomas’s hands slid down to my ass and squeezed each cheek firmly.
“I missed you too,” Thomas whispered in my ear when we broke apart. “But don’t tell anyone or I’ll have to do some awful things to you.”
Shivers ran through my body when he said the words ‘awful things.’ I looked up at him with a blush across my face.
“Don’t be too awful,” I teased. “I might not survive to tell the story.”
Thomas growled. “I’ll do anything I want,” he replied. “And you’ll still enjoy it, June. I know you always like what I do to you. You love it, June,” he repeated. Thomas buried a hand in my hair and yanked my head back so we were gazing into each other’s eyes. His dark eyes penetrated my whole body and I felt as though I couldn’t move. I bit my lip, unable to speak. Everything Thomas had said to me was the truth. I loved everything he did, I loved every way that he touched me. I could never manage to think about it afterwards, but he knew how to turn me on like no other man ever had before.
As if reading my mind, Thomas nuzzled my shoulder. “No one can please you like me,” he growled in a low voice. “No one can make you come like I can, June,” he murmured into my body. “You’re all mine, forever.”
I shivered as Thomas’s hands slid over my body. “I know,” I whispered. My own pleas sounded weak in comparison. “I’m yours,” I told him. “And I think you know that.” Thomas growled in response. He leaned forward and kissed me savagely, parting my lips with his tongue and shoving it inside my mouth. I melted against him and moaned softly. Without breaking the kiss, Thomas reached to my back and ripped my dress apart with a practiced hand. The tearing of the fabric sounded incredibly loud to me and I felt desire pulse between my legs as I realized soon, I’d be naked on Thomas’s lap. With careful hands, he tugged the shreds of fabric away from my skin and tossed them on the floor. The air inside was chilly and my flesh was instantly pimpled all over. The rough material of Thomas’s shirt scratched against my nipples and sent a whole new frenzy of pleasure through my body.
I was clad only in a bra and panties as Thomas moved his hands down my chest.
“I like this bra,” Thomas purred. He dipped his head to my breasts and kissed my stiff nipples through the thin fabric. Delicious pleasure raced through my body and I threw my head back and cried out.
Thomas reached behind me and unhooked my bra with practiced ease, letting it fall from my body. He cupped my breasts in his smooth hands and massaged the nipples until I was howling with pleasure on his lap.
“I like you better like this,” Thomas informed me. I could only whimper in response as he caressed my most sensitive areas. “You’re more vulnerable.”
Between my legs, my pussy was throbbing underneath my thin cotton panties. Eagerly, I squirmed and shifted on Thomas’s lap, desperate for some pleasure or release. Thomas sat still and watched me. His dark eyes were blazing with desire and I shivered when I imagined the final moment of our lovemaking.
Thomas shifted and I slid further down in his lap. His belt buckle rubbed against the crotch of my panties, making me gasp. At my reaction, Thomas let out a deep chuckle. He grabbed my knees and pushed his hips against my crotch. Pleasure radiated through my body in hot waves and I closed my eyes, feeling sweat bead on my forehead. Thomas growled under his breath and leaned forward. I felt his teeth nip at my neck and I shuddered with a loud groan. Between my legs was pulsing and hot.
Thomas picked me up with one hand and lifted me off his lap so I was standing in front of him. I felt even more exposed since he was fully dressed; my thin panties were soaked with my arousal and I wiggled, feeling the material slide against my sensitive skin. Thomas looked at me and licked his lips. “You’re perfect,” he said under his breath. “You’re an angel, June.”
I blushed. “I’m not,” I said quietly. Thomas shook his head and held his finger up to my lips. Slowly, he traced it down my neck and over my collarbone. When he got to my breasts, he circled my nipples with his index finger until I was moaning in pleasure. A hot blush spread up my neck and over my cheeks and forehead as he teased me relentlessly. Just when I was about to cry out in agony, Thomas stood up and walked into the kitchen. I heard the freezer door opening and then slam shut.
When Thomas returned, he was carrying in ice tray. My heart started to pound even faster and I shook my head from side to side. Thomas gave me a wicked grin and cracked the tray in his hands. Cubes of ice jumped to the floor; one landed on my foot and I shivered at the cold sensation on my hot skin. Thomas reached down and grabbed a couple of the ice cubes. He held his hand out close to my face and caressed my cheek with the frozen cube. I shivered instinctively; it was cold, but it felt amazing against my overheated skin. Thomas grinned as he slipped two of his fingers with an ice cube into my mouth.
“Suck,” he commanded. “Show me what a good little girl you are.”
Blushing furiously, I locked eyes with Thomas and began to suck and lick at his fingers. He bit his lip and groaned in pleasure as I flicked my tongue over the rough skin and smooth ice. Thomas’s hands were so big that my jaw was straining almost immediately but I kept sucking, pulling his fingers so far into my mouth that I was almost gagging. Drips of water and saliva ran down my chin and Thomas gently wiped them away with his free hand before pulling his fingers out of my mouth. He tossed the almost-melted ice cube on the carpet and grabbed a fresh one out of the tray.
Without removing his eyes from me, Thomas reached out and stroked the
cube down my neck. I shuddered at the sensation – unlike on my face, I felt goose bumps where the ice touched my skin. Thomas slowly stroked his hand down my torso and wiped my breasts with the ice. I moaned loudly and Thomas grinned. He reached over with his free hand and squeezed one of my breasts. His other hand was remarkably warm and I purred as the hot and cold sensations rocked my whole world. He slipped the ice cube over my nipple and traced a torturous circle around the areola. My nipple puckered and stood out painfully hard. Thomas removed the ice and leaned close to my body. When he was only a few inches away from my bare skin, he gently blew. His warm breath felt amazing and I shivered as I felt my skin begin to slowly thaw.
Thomas grinned at me and slipped the ice cube down my belly. He traced a little wet circle around my belly button and I shivered. When he got to my panties, he looked up at me with his dark eyes blazing.
I bit my lip, unsure of what he was going to do. Thomas slipped a finger inside the waistband of my panties and tugged them down just a bit. He reached forward and poked at the little tuft of pubic hair that stuck out. I blushed and looked up at the ceiling but a sharp tweak to one of my nipples made me cry out and look back down at Thomas.
“You keep your eyes on me,” he instructed. “You don’t ever look away from me or I’ll punish you.”
I nodded solemnly, feeling a warm gush of arousal between my legs. Thomas licked his lips and leaned closer. Before I knew what he was doing, he slipped the cube of ice into my panties. The cold sensation against my pussy shocked me and I cried out and wriggled, trying to move the ice cube away from my clit. Thomas grinned and stuck his finger out, tracing damp circles on the cotton. I could feel the ice melting but the water was incredibly cold and I began to plead with him to touch me.
“Spread your legs,” Thomas commanded. “And if you let the ice out of your panties, you’ll regret it.” I murmured obedience and gracefully tried to widen my stance. As I did, the ice cube shifted. Cold water leaked through my panties and streamed down my leg. The sensation felt remarkably like I had peed myself and I blushed a furious crimson red. Thomas’s grin widened and he growled at me.
“More ice,” he commanded. “It melted too fast that time.”
“No,” I begged. “Please. Please, Thomas. Please take me, please make love to me.”
Thomas shook his head. He reached into the ice tray and pulled out two big cubes, slipping them into the crotch of my panties. Even though my skin felt frozen to begin with, the new addition of more ice was almost painful. Tears welled up in my eyes and I thrust my hips forward in attempt to get the ice away from my sensitive pussy. Soon, the two cubes began to melt and I felt their hard edges soften inside my panties. Every time I moved or wriggled, the wet fabric brushed against my clit and made me pulse with desire.
Thomas got to his hands and knees and crawled between my spread legs. When he kneeled on the carpet, his face was eye-level with my pussy. Licking his lips, he leaned forward and tongued my little strip of pubic hair. I shivered at the feel of his warm, rough tongue against my bare skin. Thomas reached up and planted his hands firmly on the cheeks of my butt. He gripped the flesh tightly between his fingers and wrenched them apart so my labia was parted. I shrieked as the ice cubes slid down in my crotch and made contact with my exposed and swollen clit. Pleas and cries escaped my mouth and I felt tears roll down my cheek with the unexpectedly intense yet pleasurable sensation.
With a growl, Thomas nipped at the inside of my thigh. He licked some of the water that was dripping down the side of my leg and then placed his mouth over my crotch. Through my soaked panties, he began to suck and lick at me with his hot mouth. I felt the remnants of the ice melt almost instantly as he lavished my pussy with his tongue. Moaning, I leaned down and rested my hands on his silvery head. Thomas tightened his grip on my ass and buried his face in my crotch, snuffling and licking and sucking with abandon. The sensation was incredibly intense and soon I began to feel small shocks of pleasure in my crotch. I moaned Thomas’s name loudly and threw my head back. My cries echoed off the ceiling and walls.
Thomas pulled away and yanked my sodden panties down with one hand. The lukewarm air of the room felt chilly against my wet skin. He slid his hands down my legs and grabbed my ankles, making me spread even farther. The muscles in my thighs ached almost at once and I shuddered knowing that Thomas could see every inch of my exposed pussy and ass. He nipped at my labia and I shuddered and shrieked with pleasure. Without warning, he plunged one of his fingers inside of me. He began to pump it in and out of my pussy and soon, I felt my pussy juice dripping down onto his hand. My legs felt weak and shaky and I moaned loudly, digging my fingers into Thomas’s scalp. He kept fingering me until I could feel myself just about to come. It was almost as if he knew when he yanked his fingers out and stuck him in his mouth, sucking the arousal from his hand. Slowly, his fingers found their way back to my pussy and stroked my labia.
I shivered as he inched his fingers towards me once more, but he kept going until he was stroking the soft spot of flesh between my pussy and my butt. Warm sensations began to move through my body again with his gentle touch. It wasn’t as intense as it felt when he rubbed my clit, but I was surprised to find myself gently moaning and yielding to his touch. I felt my rosebud pucker as he slipped a fingertip inside and wiggled it. The sensation was incredible but the rest of my body was crying out for attention.
Sweat beaded on my forehead as I struggled to stay upright, and I could feel a trickle of perspiration making its way down my back. Thomas continued to gently flick my ass, then pulled his finger away. I felt his hot breath on my pussy and I shivered, anticipating more of what he’d just been doing. But instead, he licked and bit at the cheeks of my ass before moving closer and gently tonguing my asshole. Pleasure flooded my body as he licked at my most private of areas, and I felt a hot flush spread down over my torso. My thighs were shaking with the effort of holding the position but Thomas’s delicate flicks of the tongue were making me squeal and moan with pleasure.
Thomas slipped two fingers inside of my pussy with his free hand and began to thrust them in and out as he stuck his tongue deep inside my ass. Warm pleasure coiled in my belly and the second I felt his tongue stroke at my clit, I knew I was going to explode. I cried out just as he pulled away, my orgasm snatched from me in an instant. Thomas got to his feet and wrapped his arms around me, picking me up off the floor as if I weighed nothing. He carried me through the hallway and into his dark bedroom. I closed my eyes as Thomas threw my body down on the bed. My legs were still aching from having stood in that precarious position for so long, but it was a relief to be laying down. Still, every muscle in me pulsed with want for Thomas and his hard cock. My nerves were twitching and on edge as I watched him strip off his shirt and toss it on the floor. As before, my eyes flicked over the smooth muscles of Thomas’s chest. He unfastened his belt and stepped out of his pants. When he was clad only in boxers, he got on the bed and grabbed me.
Thomas pushed me closer to the wall and spread my legs, grabbing my ankles and pulling them wide apart. He dove in between my legs with abandon, sucking and licking at my clit until I was screaming. He kept building me and building me to orgasm and then ripping me away viciously, at the last second, before I could come. I could feel the tears leaking out of my eyes as I screwed them shut and tilted my face to the ceiling, begging Thomas for release.
Thomas grabbed my hand and slid it down his rock-hard torso. His skin felt like it was carved out of marble and despite my intense arousal, a whole new level of desire flooded my body as he traced my fingers down his body. He stopped with my hand just touching his thick erection through the boxers. When I opened my eyes and looked into Thomas’s dark orbs, he nodded for me to get up.
“You know what to do,” he growled. I nodded and crawled onto my hands and knees, tugging Thomas’s briefs down. His massive, veiny erection sprang free and I took the first couple of inches into my mouth, sucking and licking at the delicate spot unde
r the head. Thomas groaned and pushed his hips forward until his whole cock was filling my mouth. My jaw ached from the strain of accommodating his massive cock and I reached up to start stroking him up and down as I moved my head back and forth.
Thomas grunted and closed his eyes, tilting his head back to the ceiling. He leaned forward and I had to crawl onto my knees so the force of his thrusts wouldn’t knock me over. As much as my mouth hurt from pleasuring him, it was satisfying to know that I was making him feel good. I loved the way he writhed and moaned when his cock was in my mouth; it was like I was controlling his world. His cock was so fat that my hand couldn’t close around it and I started pumping my hand with the same rhythm as my mouth.
Finally, Thomas groaned loudly and pushed me away. I fell over in a tangle of arms and limbs and landed on my ass, sprawled on my back. Thomas slapped the inside of my thigh and I eagerly spread my legs as far as I could. He leaned in close and inhaled the scent of my pussy, closing his eyes and savoring my smell. I blushed to see him so close and know that my smell was intoxicating to him.
When Thomas opened his eyes, he crawled on top of me. He grabbed my wrists with one hand and pinned them over my head. I could feel the delicate bones in my wrists grinding together as he straddled my hips and nudged my pussy with the head of his cock. I could already feel my skin stretching and he wasn’t even inside of me yet!
