“Oh God, that feels good.”
He kissed the arch of her right foot and lowered himself over to her naked body. The cloth of his dress pants was rough against her swollen pussy, but the friction was welcome on her sensitive skin. She moved against him, feeling him hard and wanting through the pants. Giving no mind to the buckle digging into her belly, she pulled him closer. His mouth was demanding, hands no longer teasing or tender. She wanted him inside her. She felt her pulse quicken, and he moved his mouth from her lips to her neck, kissing and licking, sucking on her sensitive spots. His breath warm on her skin.
“Fuck me,” she breathed out.
His hands were under her ass, kneading the pale skin, spreading her apart until she thought she couldn’t bear it as he ground against her needy pussy. He slipped his hand between them so he could stroke over her wetness again, and she said his name like a prayer. Shane was caught between wanting him to fuck her now in his way and wanting his cock in her mouth.
His mouth was on her right tit again, and she arched into him, reaching for his face to pull him up to her mouth.
“Jesus, you feel good.” The words a whisper before his lips met hers.
She did not break the kiss as she pushed him up, sliding out from beneath him. Shane rolled him onto his back so she could straddle him. Only then did she break the kiss. She issued her instruction as she pressed him back with the palm of her hand when he tried to sit up.
“Stay.” She smirked down at him playfully, willing him to obey.
He raised an interested brow in question but stayed. Shane kissed him again, gently now, taking her time. She put her hands on his face, in his hair, deepening the kiss then pulling back. She sat back thoughtfully, then climbed off the bed.
“I’ll be right back.”
He laughed. “Right back?”
“Yes. Right back.”
Shane cast a backward glance at him, taking in the sight of him half-naked on her bed. Knees dangling over the edge, feet on the floor still in dress shoes,
And her, buck ass naked. This night was about to get fun.
Her steps wobbled just a little as she moved through the apartment. Time for more wine. She clicked on the kitchen light, not caring that anyone passing could see her nakedness. She was surprised that that idea sort of thrilled her. As if getting her pussy eaten on the kitchen counter, splayed out like the main course, was not enough to keep her going. She wanted to get naughtier. When she eyed a piece of fabric on the floor by the counter, a mischievous smile graced her lips.
Shane picked up Ryan’s tie and slung it around her neck, retrieving the bottle of red wine from the floor where Ryan had dropped it. She fumbled in the drawer for the corkscrew and opened the bottle. Searching in the cupboard, she found one large wine glass, filling it with a healthy serving to "share."
She took a sip of the dark liquid. It tasted better than it had at the restaurant. She licked her lips, full and raw from the kissing. Shane caught her image in the sliding glass door. Naked, bare-assed, and shaved pussy for all the world to see, pretty titties and sexy tousled hair she pushed back from her face. The silver tie hung around her neck. The girl in the glass smirked back at her in approval.
Shane turned the lights off, and the sliding glass door shifted from a mirror back to a window, revealing the night sky outside. The golf course and trees created barrier from the streets beyond. Stars lit the sky. The silver moon glowed with enough light to navigate her way across the room. Shane took another sip and moved into the bedroom.
Good boy. He’d stayed right where she left him, still in his pants with the belt undone. He looked watchful; his eyes darted from the tie around her neck to the glass in her hand. Shane stopped at the foot of her bed and reached out to him with her free hand. Ryan reached back, needing her touch just as much as she needed his. Shane pulled gently, and he obeyed, rising to his feet in front of her.
She handed him the wine glass, and he drank. Hands free, she began to undress him. Shane pulled his belt free from the holes and went for the button and zipper of his pants. His belly tensed under her fingers as she undid the button. She held his gaze as she slowly lowered the zipper. A satisfying sound in the silence of the room. She dipped her hand into his now open pants and brushed against his cock. He throbbed under her touch, and she smiled softly. How does it feel to want, she wondered as she heard him inhale, a barely perceptible sound that made her smile.
With the zipper down, his pants slid down his hips easily. He sat on the edge of the bed, and Shane knelt to pull off his shoes. She removed them along with his socks and the pants that had pooled around his feet.
He took another sip of the sweet wine, and she noticed that the large glass was almost empty. He offered the rest to her. Shane took it, tipping her head back to swallow. The warm liquid slid down her throat to her belly. He kissed her then, tasting of wine and pussy.
Shane kissed him back, wanting more. Her hands moved over his hips, to his waist and chest, wanting to feel every inch of his body. She felt the muscles of his back and shoulders working as he pulled her closer. She ran her hands down his broad back to his narrow waist, snagging on the waistband of his boxers. His belly tight with anticipation, but he let her set the pace.
Very good boy. Shane ran her hands over his ass, ample and well-muscled. He kissed her harder as she pressed into his hips. Her thumbs found the waistband to his boxers, and she slid them down. She did it carefully, making sure not to touch him. He would get a taste of his own medicine.
He was naked now, just as she wanted. Shane pressed into him, moving him backward. He moved as she directed, until he lay back on her bed.
Sweet Jesus. Ryan is naked in my bed.
Shane moved up the length of his body to straddle him. She kissed him as she moved over him. She reached his mouth and kissed him before beginning her descent, leaving wet kisses on his belly. She savored the way his breath caught in his throat as her mouth moved over the tender skin over his hips and lower belly that begged to be touched. His fingers curled into her hair, and the tie trailed over his naked skin.
Shane left a wet, open-mouthed kiss on the soft skin of his belly just below his hip bone and crept up his body shifting focus momentarily to search on her side table for a hair tie in her side table.
Her fingers fumbled through contents of the drawer over a stray book and Chapstick, a bottle of lotion, flashlight until she found one. Shane wound her hair into a knot at the top of her head, securing her mass of curls.
He was looking up at her curiously, and she felt oddly beautiful straddling him with his tie around her neck. It hung down on both sides of her breasts, and the silky material caressed her as she moved. She hadn’t known why she’d wanted it, only that when she'd retrieved it, there had been a reason.
Now she had it.
Shane pulled the tie free from her neck and leaned forward to place it over his eyes. She wound the silver tie around his head and secured it, satisfied that he saw only darkness. She found the blindfold incredibly arousing.
She kissed him then, sincere and without inhibition. Soul to soul. She felt his desire rise, and now it was her turn to hold him there. She ran her hands over his chiseled body and felt his muscles tighten. She moved down the length of his body, and his breath quickened. The curve of her breasts and tight nipples grazed his chest when she moved, so Shane pressed her body against him as she kissed him. She made sure not to engage his big beautiful, rock-hard dick. He would wait.
The waiting enhanced the pleasure. She knew that now with first-hand evidence. Shane’s pussy was wet against his lower belly as she kissed him. She took her time with riling him up, a barely-there kiss, a tease that required him to find her in the darkness. She pushed him back when he tried to sit up and frowned when he did not immediately obey.
“Ryan,” she purred. “I will tie you down if you make me.”
His answer did not come with words, only a hitch in his breath that revealed his desire to be bound. The
idea sent a wave of lust through her, but that would have to wait for another day. She had other plans now. She pressed her mouth to his throat, to his collar bone, down his chest. Shane tasted him, and a thin sheen of sweat that had begun to form over his body. She moved down over his rib cage, his belly tight, hard cock begging to be touched.
Her lips were on his belly, and she moved carefully around where his dick lay. A wicked smile was on her lips as he bucked his lips up slightly.
His skin tightened under her touch. She started up a slow rhythm. Kiss. Lick. Breathe. Kiss. Lick. Breathe. He groaned when she continued this, and his dick pulsing visibly. He was a beautiful specimen of a man. Shane traced her fingers across his hips and let her fingers trail over his balls as she licked the tip of his engorged cock.
He exhaled a relieved shudder. She blew on the wet kiss she’d left and licked again, curling her fingers around the base of his cock as she took him inside her mouth.
He was big, bigger than she’d realized, and as she worked him up and down, she wrapped both hands wrapped around his length. Spurred on by his pleasure, she worked him, squeezing and pumping as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She used her hands and mouth in tandem. His breath came harder, and she quickened her pace. Shane rocked with him, taking him higher, moving in time with him, and then suddenly stopped.
He hung there, her captive in the moment. His body begging to cum. How familiar.
“No, baby.” She purred. “Not yet.”
She stroked him loosely now, giving him time to come down from the brink. His breath was coming out in erratic bursts, and his chest heaved. She brought him down from the edge and waited for his breathing to slow, then with a slight pulsing squeeze, she took him back into her mouth. His breath increased immediately. She was used to his size and found it easier to take him deeper into her mouth. He moved with her, his hips thrusting as his hands reached for her head. She wanted him inside her so badly, and she was tired of teasing. Shane moved up the length of his body to kiss him again. His hands immediately grabbed her, going over her back, hips, and ass, pulling her against him. His mouth was open to receive her tongue as she pushed in. His hands rose to her face, tenderly framing her cheeks. Shane took his hands, intertwining her fingers with his as she pressed his hands back against the bed. She shifted her hips and she felt him hard against her pussy. He gasped, and she moaned as she slid against the length of him. Her pussy was on fire and so fucking wet.
She rocked slightly, finding the tip. He moaned into her mouth.
“Shane.” He gritted the word out, then repeated it on a shallow breath when she rocked over him again. Now it was his turn to pray.
She moved gently until she felt him against her entrance. She arched her back, hips widening to take him inside. He was huge and hard. He stretched her, pain, and pleasure, combining in white hot fire as she pushed his hands into the mattress and sunk lower. Her hips rocked slightly, a maddening tease that both tortured and rewarded both of them. It stretched her, allowing her to take in his girth more comfortably and teased the fuck out of him.
He was breathing harder now. his muscles were taut, as he gripped her hands. She took him deeper, and Shane heard the rumble of desire in the back of his throat. She sank down taking his cock inside her burning pussy, as his hips thrust into her until he filled her completely. Balls deep, he stretched to capacity as they moved together. Shane let go of his hands and placed her palms on his chest, arching her back. His hips moved frantically as he fucked her, and she was not surprised when she started feeling the familiar pull of an approaching orgasm. She moved in time with him, bouncing on his dick to feel the length of him. Her breath came in small sobs of exertion and pleasure. His hands on her hips shifted her slightly, and he was pulling her to him, kissing her. Her breasts crushed against his chest as his hips pumped into her with maddening speed, and she could only hold on.
As he moved, the orgasm spread through her body. His hands grabbed on her ass, stretching her wide, pulling her apart as he drove into her deeper and deeper. The feeling of his thick girth on her walls sent tingles of warmth all over her body, and she knew that she could not hold it any longer.
“I’m cuming. I'm cuming!” It rose and crashed over her, and he did not stop. Instead, he maintained his pace, satisfying his own need now, as she came on his dick.
“Ryan.” His name slipped through her lips as he fucked her merciless, pounding into her. His mouth was on hers as he thrust up, but she could not reciprocate the kiss. She could only pant against his lips as he continued to fuck up into her. It was too much. All too soon, she felt the heat rising within her again. Her pussy exploded, and she came again without warning. His cock never stopped. In a quick motion, she was under him. He'd rolled them over, and he was kissing her, holding her down as she had done to him. His forehead pressed against hers, as he stared down at her, panting and kissing her, the silk of the blindfold pressed against her skin.
Her orgasm subsided, leaving sheer pleasure, the want of him, the touch of him, and she moved with him, her legs intertwined in his. His climax was building now. His pace quickened, and she felt him stiffen as the aftershocks of her pleasure washed over her, radiating out her fingers to her toes. And he never stopped kissing her.
He surrendered to the pleasure as he emptied inside her. Spent, he allowed his weight to rest entirely on her body with his dick buried deep inside her. She breathed deeply while her heartbeat returned to a regular rate. He pulled out slowly and lay on the bed beside her. Shane could not place the moment when she drifted off to sleep. She surfaced from the deep sleep sometime in the night to find his body curled around hers.
Her heavy eyes returned to sleep, comforted by the weight of his arm across her waist, and his palm splayed across her belly.
When she woke, he was gone. A note remained where he had slept beside her.
“Good morning, beautiful girl. Couldn’t stay and couldn’t bear to wake you. I had an amazing time last night. I’ll call you. xxx.”
She snuggled into the warm cocoon of her bed smiling and returned to her delicious dreamless sleep.
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The Bedroom
Annabel Lucas
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This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real places are used fictionally. Other names, characters, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Copyright © (2020)
Annabel Lucas
This book is dedicated to my darling girls. Without you nothing else matters.
Contents
CHAPTER 1
Feelings
CHAPTER 2
Task
CHAPTER 3
Sleepover
CHAPTER 4
Desire
CHAPTER 5
Postcards
CHAPTER 6
The Deal
CHAPTER 7
Goosebumps
CHAPTER 8
Las Vegas
CHAPTER 1
Feelings
M onday came early, and sleep eluded her. Like she did on those mornings, Shane got into her tennis shoes and walked out of the house into the misty morning to begin her run. Night retreated slowly; the golf course was dark and blanketed with mist. As her feet pounded the pavement, Shane embraced the pain pushing even harder. Her heart and breath aligned with the sound of her footsteps pounding against the pavement. She did not count the laps; neither did she record the time. She r
an until she had exhausted the need to run, walking the rest of the way home. The sun crept over the hills its light blinding her through breaks between the trees. By the time she got home Shane was covered in a sheen of sweat.
Shane stepped off the path and slipped in through the unlocked sliding glass door. She moved through the silence into the recesses of her apartment. Shane let her running clothes fall to the floor, as she started the water. When the spray warmed, she stepped into the steamy shower.
She let the water wash away any ache that the run hadn’t cured. Shane watched the shampoo pool in her hand before she worked the lather into her hair, and let her mind turn to Ryan. The way he moved above her in the dark. The way his body felt under her hands. His kiss. How her body responded to his touch.
She was changed since they’d started this. Whatever this was. She had not attempted to define it. She just enjoyed it. The way he drew her to him, the way he answered her needs before she recognized it was a need, the way he satisfied her, she’d never experienced this before.
Shane smiled and closed her eyes as the soap ran down her face. Her morning routine had shifted and felt effortless now. She craved her morning runs; it was like she’d slipped into the physicalness of herself. Like she was awake for the first time. She rinsed away the soap and stepped out of the shower. The curve of her body that reflected in the foggy mirror pleased her, but she didn’t need to see her reflection to know the morning ritual served her.
Shane dressed in black fitted trousers, high heeled boots, and a tailored button-down blouse. The steel blue blouse shimmered in the light and enhanced the indigo hue in her eyes. She let her hair be, a tumble of curls and waves that would do as it pleased anyway. Satisfied with the overall result, she snapped off the light.
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