by Jaci Burton
stroke as she sucked, wanting what he had to give her, wanting What the hell was wrong with him? They were both everything.
seconds from one incredible dual orgasm.
She wanted the control, wrestling it away from him,
"You'll come when I say so, and it won't be by your going to the place where she was comfortable. She squeezed hand, Blair. You're not in charge here, remember?"
his shaft as she sucked the head, swiping her tongue over the No. No way. No fucking way had he just done this to fluids that escaped, using her other hand to gently palm his her. She couldn't even breathe, her clit was tingling and within balls. When his cock lurched forward and speared her mouth, seconds she'd have burst into climax, and he wanted to control she knew she'd found his weakness.
her orgasm?
"Fuck, Blair!" he groaned, tightening his hold on her
"Are you out of your fucking mind?"
hair, pumping forward to feed her more of his dick.
He smiled, the half curl of his lips lethal and dangerous.
She had him now. No man could hold back, not even
"Oh, I know exactly what I'm doing. And so do you. You think Rand. She took him deep, , feeling his balls tighten under her you can turn the tables and control this. I warned you."
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She tried to wrench her arm away, but he held tight to The room was dark despite it still being light out and her wrist. She looked down at his hand and back at his face.
she couldn't make out much other than she was on a bed. Not
"You're hurting me."
much help. And he had a firm grip on her arms. No matter how
"No, I'm not."
much she struggled, it was like fighting a giant oak tree.
"Let go."
He made short work of wrestling her top off, dragging
"I told you if you agreed to this weekend, I was in it over her head and tossing it away, then yanked her skirt charge. You're not going to call the shots, Blair. You're not down her hips and legs. She heard a jingle, then a clank, then going to control this. I am."
cold steel clamped around her wrists as he tethered her to the She took a quick glance at his cock. It was still rock iron bars of his bed, one wrist at a time.
hard and upright. And she was still throbbing and close to
"Rand, this is not funny."
orgasm. Damn him. She was good at taking care of things.
"Wasn't trying to be," he said, moving down to her Why didn't he just let her pleasure them both?
feet.
"Because you need to learn to let go," he said, as if he'd This time it wasn't cold steel he attached to her ankles, read her mind.
but something a little softer--cotton rope maybe--that he tied
"I don't know what you're talking about."
around them as he secured her, legs spread, to the bottom of his
"You will." He pulled his jeans up over his swollen bed. Despite her profound irritation, her nipples puckered, her cock, then bent down and shoved his shoulder into her belly clit quavering to life again.
and stood, throwing her over his back.
Tied, spreadeagled to Rand McKay's bed. In the dark,
"What the hell are you doing?" she asked as he headed handcuffs on her wrists and rope binding her ankles.
out of the room.
She was at his mercy.
He didn't answer, just moved with a purposeful, swift Mercy!
stride down a narrow hallway, stopping only long enough to His eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room, Rand open a door and enter a darkened room. She tried to lift herself watched Blair's widen with anticipation and something else.
off, but in this position it wasn't likely. His body was like a Her breath caught as he fastened the last rope to the bars on his freakin' rock and he had a damn good hold on her.
bed, signaling her that she wasn't getting away this time. She Until she went flying, anyway, landing with a shriek.
wasn't in charge anymore. He was.
On something soft.
She sucked in her lower lip, her nipples hardening, and A bed.
as he inhaled and light filtered in the room, he smelled it on
"Asshole!" She scrambled to her knees, her intent to her, saw it on her face.
launch herself right off the bed and leave. But he grabbed her Arousal.
hands and dragged her to the head of the bed.
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Oh yeah. She could feign anger or indifference as much But that would have put Blair in control. And that's as she wanted, but her body told the truth.
what Blair wanted, what she was used to.
He reached behind him and flipped open the shutters He intended to turn her world upside down this part way, allowing a little day light into the room. It bathed her weekend, and that meant she didn't get to be in charge.
body, showcasing her like a golden goddess.
He wanted her complete and total surrender, which
"I keep it dark in here when I work nights and sleep meant his needs had to wait.
during the day. But I definitely want your body in the light. I Or maybe not. He crawled onto the bed and straddled need to see you. And you need to watch what I'm going to do her chest, still stroking his cock, wanting her to see it, to watch to you."
him, to know that he could do whatever he wanted.
She kept her lips firmly pressed together, her gaze To himself, or to her.
narrowed. He allowed a smile as he walked around the bed, And she could only watch.
surveying his work, and stopped at the foot of the bed to look He grasped the shaft tight, the moved forward, slipping at her pussy spread open before him.
back and brushing against his balls, letting the groan escape his
"You have the prettiest cunt I've ever seen, Blair. Did lips. "Your mouth was sweet and hot on my dick, Blair. You you spend extra time preparing it for me today?"
suck cock like you were born for it."
"Asshole. I did no such thing."
Her lips parted on a quivering breath as she focused on She was lying. He moved to the side of the bed and sat the movements of his hand.
on the edge, lifting her foot. "And such sexy feet with your red
"Want to wet it for me while I stroke it? Lick the head a painted toenails. I'll bet you like to have your toes licked, too, little? I do like your mouth."
don't you?"
She swallowed, then nodded, but didn't say a word.
She didn't answer, but she sucked in an audible breath.
Bracing his hand on the wall over the bed, he leaned over her, Yeah, she liked it, all right. He stood and discarded his clothes, sliding just the head between her lips.
moving to the head of the bed. Like a wary victim of a Like wet hellfire, scorching him as she swirled her predator, her gaze followed his every movement.
tongue around the crest, then wrapped her lips around him and Rand palmed his cock and stroked it, though just the sucked him in. His cock jerked against the roof of her mouth thought of fucking her this way had him hard in an instant.
and she groaned, the little hum making his balls dance in He'd been so close to shooting his load in her mouth, down her agony. He couldn't help it. He released his hold and drove in throat, wanting to watch her throat move as she swallowed deeper, feeding her inch by inch of his dick. She took it all.
every drop of his come. It made his balls ache just thinking Watching his cock disappear between her lips was like selling about how good it would have been.
his soul to the devil herself.
God, he wanted to come in her mouth.
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But not y
et, and not this time.
urgency enveloping them both. When she raised her hips and She was going to come first. She was going to undulated against him, he knew what she wanted.
surrender.
To fuck. Fucking would put them at least close to equal Body and soul. He wanted it all.
ground.
"You've tasted me, now I need to taste you." He pulled But that wasn't his plan. Regretfully, he pulled his lips his cock out of her mouth, wincing as it made a popping sound.
from hers and seared a path down the column of her throat, She didn't want to give it up, damn greedy little thing. He liked dipping his tongue in the hollow there before moving lower, that she held on so tight, that she enjoyed sucking him.
making a slow trek down her body.
He bent over her and brushed the top of her head with Like an explorer, he wanted to leave nothing
his mouth, taking a deep breath. Her hair smelled like summer untouched. Every part of her was an adventure. Now that he rain. Moving down, he kissed her forehead, her eyelids, had her trussed up so she couldn't escape, he planned to learn lingering there when she opened her eyes and regarded him every inch of her body. What she liked, what she didn't like.
warily.
What turned her on, what didn't, what curled her toes and what He kissed the top of her nose, the corner of each of her made her scream.
lips. Her slightly pointed chin, then hovered over her mouth, Oh he was definitely going to enjoy making her scream breathing in her breath, absorbing her, watching her expression in pleasure. He was going to earn her trust, because she was change to one of anticipation.
giving him a lot letting him tie her up like this. And he didn't
"Tell me what you need," he said, his lips so close to take it lightly.
hers they were almost touching.
Blair was going to have the time of her life.
Almost, but not quite. He wanted her to say it, needed She was going to learn all about the fun of surrender.
her to say it.
"Kiss me," she finally whispered.
He did, capturing her mouth under his and taking possession, holding back the urge to ravage her. Instead, he stroked her mouth gently, sweeping his lips across hers, nipping her bottom lip and nudging it open to slide his tongue inside.
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He bent to her neck again, pressing soft kisses to her throat. So tender and sweet it made tears well in her eyes.
She didn't like Rand sweet. She liked him cantankerous and argumentative. Not like this, catering to her body and making her want to wrap her arms around him and beg him to put his dick inside her.
Chapter Four
She was feeling needy.
And Rand fed her needs, moving from her neck to her Blair gasped, her whole body tightening as Rand licked breasts, gathering the globes in his hands. She lifted her head to a trail down her neck. His breath was hot against her ear, his watch him snake his tongue across one nipple, then the other, whispered words evoking darkness and midnight, not late the cool air left behind making them stand up and beg for his afternoon.
attention.
"How does it feel to be tied up, knowing I can do Oh, she wanted that attention. Her nipples ached for his whatever I want to you, and you can't move?"
mouth. She wanted to beg for it, but wouldn't, refused to give She shivered, biting back the retort hovering on the tip voice to her needs. She arched against him, the shock from the of her tongue. What she wanted to do was demand he let her heat of his mouth searing her as he covered one nipple, go, to get dressed, run outside and reconnect the wires to her gathering it between his teeth.
Mercedes and skedaddle out of there. She didn't like this game The sensation was incredible. She cried out as he anymore, because she no longer held the advantage.
flicked her nipple with his tongue, sucked, then nibbled with But then she'd lose the bet.
his teeth. God almighty, what was he doing to her? She felt And she hated to lose. She didn't lose.
everything he did to her all the way to her clit, the quivering,
"You're shaking, baby. Are you cold?"
building pressure inciting her to lift upward, to feed him her He'd awakened her body to a blistering fever. She breast. She felt consumed, as if he knew every inch of her.
wasn't cold.
He devoured her, and she wanted more.
She was scared shitless because she liked this. Too And he gave, moving to her other breast, licking, much.
nibbling, flattening her nipple between his tongue and the roof He raised his head and looked at her.
of his mouth as if he were trying to swallow her.
"No, I'm fine."
She wanted him to. It was like she couldn't give him
"Fine, huh?" He grinned. "I don't want you fine. Let's enough of herself.
see what we can do about that."
He moved downward, across her ribcage, dipping his tongue in the hollow of her navel, flicking at the jewel there.
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"Oh, this is so fucking sexy," he drawled as he flicked And she wanted to be untied so she could writhe all the crystals dangling at her belly button.
over him, grab his head between her hands and plant her lips He looked up at her, his face bathed in the sunlight on his, grip his cock and force it inside her. She lifted her hips, streaming into the room. His hair fell over his forehead, thick undulating against his questing mouth.
and wavy, his eyes like a dark ocean, glittering with his desires,
"Easy, baby," he said, licking along the inside of her heating her from her toes up to her head.
thigh. "I know what you want."
He smoothed his hand over the flat planes of her belly,
"Then give it to me." Her voice was raspy, her breath and her muscles jerked in response. He was so close to her sex catching on every word. She didn't even sound like herself. It her clit was quivering, every muscle tensing in anticipation. At was hot, sexy, even to her own ears.
this moment she couldn't care less who was in charge, she
"Oh I like when you beg for it. How bad do you want it, simply rejoiced in being a woman.
Blair?"
His woman.
She nibbled her lower lip, not wanting to give him the At least for this weekend. She wouldn't, couldn't think satisfaction of asking him to do what she knew he was going to beyond that, beyond the pleasure of his hands on her body, the do anyway. Eventually. Soon. He was. He had to. By God, way he awoke every nerve ending in ways she'd never he'd better.
experienced. She wouldn't bemoan what she'd missed by
"Please, Rand."
keeping this man at bay all these years.
"Your wish is my command, princess."
She wouldn't.
The first touch of his tongue against her sex was a hot She'd just relish this moment in time, infuse her blast, like pressing her pussy up against a wet furnace. When memory banks with every precious second of his hands he moved it upward, then back down again, she let out a long skimming her hips, his tongue dipping into her navel and moan. And she didn't care anymore. Inhibitions flew out the teased the crystal jewels there, the way he teased her flesh and window as she opened her legs as wide as they would go, coaxed every nerve ending into burning awareness.
giving him access to her cunt.
Before moving down, between her legs, licking her
"Lick me," she pleaded. "Yes, like that."
inner thighs and pressing soft kisses there.
Rand had a masterful tongue and knew just what to do She might just die if he didn't put his tongue on her clit,
with it. When she thought of all the men she'd had to give if he didn't suck her, lick her, put his fingers inside her, directions to, she let her head fall back on the pillow and anything to make her come. Right now. She was melting all cursed her years of misfortune.
over his sheets, wet and anxious and ready as hell for him.
She threw up the white flag, surrendered, and knew Come on, Rand. Lick me. Suck my clit. Fuck me with right then she was lost. Never again would a man make her feel your fingers. She wanted this so bad she couldn't stand it.
this good, would a man know her body the way Rand did.
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Without instructions, without frustration, he lapped around her her. Screams tore from her throat, her limbs shook as she clit like a driver who knew exactly where the finish line was.
struggled against the cuffs and ropes binding her, her moisture She bucked against his mouth, driving her pussy into spilling in warm rivulets down her ass as she came and came in his face, racing to a climax she couldn't hold back. God, she torrents that never seemed to end.
didn't want to hold it back. It was nearing and she wanted it, The tiny shocks reverberated through her, finally craved it, wanted Rand to give it to her.
lessening enough that she fell back against the mattress, replete But he moved away from her clit, slowed the pace, and exhausted but utterly exhilarated.
veered off course. Her head shot off the pillow and she gaped She was spent but energized, her pussy turning over in down to find him looking up at her with a knowing grin on his delightful little spasms around Rand's fingers. She lifted her face.
head and looked down at him, his face wet. He sat up, finally She was about to call him a no good, tormenting removing his fingers and crawling up beside her on the bed.
bastard, but he slid two fingers into her cunt.
"Taste," he said, lifting his fingers to her mouth.
"Oh, my God."
She'd never done that before, but when he placed his
"Fuck, baby, you're like melted butter inside," he said.
