by Jaci Burton
fingers against her lips, she let him slide them inside, tasting
"So goddamn hot and tight. I can't wait to get my dick in you."
her own cream. The scent was musky, the taste salty and honey She couldn't tear her gaze away from the movements of sweet. He pulled his fingers away and kissed her, his face his fingers, from the way he was watching her.
covered with her.
"Do it," she whispered. "Fuck me."
It was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced, He slanted a half smile at her. "Soon. My dick is hard, tasting her own unique flavor on a man's lips. And yet not at Blair. I need to fuck you. But first I want you to come for me. I all unpleasant. It made her tingle all over, her cunt tightening want to suck the come from your pussy, feel you squeeze my with renewed arousal. His tongue invaded, sliding against hers fingers." He pulled back, then thrust his fingers inside her in a warm, velvet twist that tangled her belly in knots. She again. "Come on, baby. Come for me and let me watch."
squirmed against the cuffs, wanting to reach out and take hold She stared, transfixed as he planted his mouth over her of him, to grab his cock and guide him into her waiting pussy.
clit and sucked, fucking her pussy with his fingers. Delirious Why wasn't he fucking her? She arched against him, sensations built, then tightened, spiraling uncontrollably ever thrusting her tongue against his, giving him every signal in the downward.
book save for coming right out and demanding. Yet he Panting, she held on as long as she could, then released, continued his slow, deliberate assault with his mouth, grasping letting her climax flow through her. Rand lapped along her clit her head between his hands and massaging her scalp while he as she came, his fingers stilling as she bucked against him and kissed her.
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He was doing this on purpose. She was on fire with He moved against her again. "You're wet because you need and he'd reverted to simple foreplay. Kissing and like this."
touching and she wanted fucking. The man was maddening!
"Do not." She felt childish saying it, but couldn't help When he finally broke the kiss and looked at her, she herself. She was at a serious disadvantage here and was forced sucked in a breath at the intensity in his dark eyes. Such raw to resort to whatever tactics she could think of. Which wasn't need and hunger reflected there. For her? About her? She'd much. She was sorely lacking in battle implements.
never seen a man look at her that way.
"You want my cock in you?"
Though she tried to turn her head to the side, her held Yes! She shrugged. "I'd like to get on with this."
her firmly between his strong hands. "Don't look away. Look He laughed and bent his head down to her breasts, at me. See how much I want you."
tickling her neck with his hair. She inhaled, absorbing the crisp His cock surged between her legs, teasing her sensitized scent of him, trying not to sigh in utter delight. He did crazy flesh. With one perfect stroke he could be inside her. Instead, things to her senses.
he tormented, but the only thing he penetrated her with was his And when he moved his way down her body again, she eyes, as if he could see inside her, knew what she was thinking.
groaned. "What are you doing?"
"Stop it," she said.
"Priming you," he murmured in between kissing her
"Stop what?"
skin.
"Looking at me that way."
"I'm already primed."
He arched one brow. "What way?"
"Not nearly enough."
She hated being trussed up like this and unable to walk
"Stop that. You already did that once."
away. "You know perfectly well what I'm talking about. Untie He paused and looked up at her, frowning. "Once? Oh, me."
that's not nearly enough."
"No."
Good God. What was wrong with him anyway?
"My wrists hurt."
Weren't men typically after the jackpot? He wasn't normal, He reached up to examine her wrists. "There's no that had to be it. His cock was hard, his balls had to be chafing. You're fine."
throbbing mercilessly. The man needed to come. Why didn't
"I'm cramping."
he just fuck her?
"You're lying. And wet," he said, his hard shaft But no. Not Rand. He was down there between her legs splitting her pussy lips and rubbing her in ways that sent sparks again, sliding his tongue all over her--"
of pleasure deep within her cunt.
"Oh my God."
"I came, you idiot. Of course I'm wet."
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relentless strokes. Pressure rose like a teapot under high fire.
stubble that she'd felt teasing her thighs while he'd had his face She jerked against her bonds as he took her to the very edge of buried between her legs. She shuddered.
reason, swirling his tongue around her clit until she poised
"You want it. Ask for it." He surged against her, right right at the precipice of an orgasm.
up against her clit, grinding the little nub into smithereens Then he stopped. She lifted her head and watched him before pulling away and taunting her with the velvety tip again.
make a lazy crawl up her body. Like a predator about to The sensations were destroying her, making her desperate to be pounce. He gripped her arms, then settled his cock against the filled with thick, hot cock.
entrance to her pussy as he hovered above her.
Still balancing on his arms, he bent down and took one Sunlight bathed his body, turning him into a golden nipple between his teeth, tugging sharply. The pain was god. Every muscle, taut ridged hills, every hard plane exquisite, but gone in a second as he bathed her nipple with his showcased like a bronzed statue as he poised over her.
tongue. Hot, wet and oh so tantalizing. She lifted her hips, She tensed, anticipating the first thrust, but still, he unable to control her body's reaction when he did the same to waited, his gaze locked with hers.
the other nipple.
"Ask for it," he said.
This was so unfair. Her nipples were so sensitive, and
"What?"
she liked a little pain with her pleasure. And he knew it.
"Ask for it."
Somehow, just like everything else about her, he knew it.
Her fingers curled into her palms. She would most Damn him.
definitely not beg him to fuck her. He could balance on his
"Ask for it," he repeated again.
fingertips above her until midnight if he wanted to, but she Frustrated, she did. With her hips, her body, undulating would damn well not ask him to put his cock in her.
against him, trying to make herself irresistible so he couldn't She clamped her lips together and held them while he help himself.
rocked the tip of his cock against her clit. And she couldn't Instead, he bit her nipple again, tugging with his teeth.
squirm away, because when she tried to move, he moved with Her clit quivered, warm cream pouring from her in response.
her so that he was constantly rubbing against her.
His cock moved against her pussy lips, spreading her juices But she still refused to say it.
around.
Eventually he'd give up. He was the one who hadn't
"It makes you wet when I bite you. I think you like a come yet, while she'd come twice. She could hold out longer.
little pain, Miss Newcastle."
His muscles would tire as he held a half push up above her.
No way in hell was she going to answer that. He He smiled down at her. God, he had a beautiful face.
already kn
ew too much about her.
Rugged, tan, small lines snaking outward from the corner of
"Ask for it."
each eye, a straight, long nose and a square jaw, a hint of
"I've never in my life begged a man to fuck me."
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"And I'll bet you've never in your life had really good, She tilted her head back and cried out, her wrists mind blowing sex, have you?"
straining against the cuffs as he powered inside her cunt.
Ouch.
Goddamn he'd been waiting an eternity to be inside her.
"I'll bet you've never let your guard down, never He allowed himself to drop down on top of her and slid his relinquished control long enough to surrender your body to a hands under her ass to tilt her pelvis up, aligning her even man, let your emotions run wild and free, let a man do all the tighter against him.
things you want him to do, have you?"
Her breasts pressed against his chest, he felt every static Ouch again.
thump of her heartbeat as he surged forward, every gripping
"Your body is burning, Blair. Your mind is filled with pulse of her pussy as it squeezed his cock, every one of her the possibilities of what could be, but never has been."
staccato breaths in his ear. He wanted her arms and legs He bent his head and tugged at her nipple. She let out a wrapped around him, wanted to feel her embrace as he pushed growl as sensation flamed. He licked a fiery trail from one to ever deeper inside him.
the other until she arched up to meet his mouth. He moved But he'd started this lesson, and he'd see it through, and down to capture her lips in a long, hard kiss that left her that meant having her spreadeagled and unable to touch him, breathless.
unable to reciprocate the strokes of his hand along her Bastard.
dampened skin. She couldn't move her arms and legs, could
"Let go, Blair. Give it up to me and I promise you only shudder and sigh and moan underneath him as he lifted won't regret it."
and pounded his cock against her.
He surged against her, his cock head sliding past her She couldn't hold him, but her pussy told him wet pussy lips, promising what he could deliver.
everything he needed to know, the rapid thrums of her heart She was panting, breathless and couldn't bear the and the moaning pants of her breath against his cheek told him torment one second longer. Glaring at him and hating him at how much she enjoyed this.
this moment, but needing him more than she'd ever needed a It was enough for now.
man, she ground out the words she swore she'd never say.
"Rand," she moaned, lifting her hips, the only part of
"Fuck me, Rand."
her body other than her head that was free to move.
"I like hearing you say my name baby," he said, gritting Thanking the Gods for whatever intervention they'd his teeth to hold on. He wanted to release inside her, to jettison provided, Rand thrust between Blair's welcoming pussy lips, the come that had been building for far too long. But he wanted burying his cock deep, allowing the satisfied groan to escape as her to come first. And she would. "Say it again."
he did.
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completely crossed the boundaries of surrender was begging body growing taut with tension as she released, then the way it him with her body, giving him control, asking without words to relaxed as she came down off the high.
make her come.
He withdrew, uncuffed and untied her wrists and His fingers dug into the tender globes of her ass, ankles, then drew her against his chest, allowing his own heart propelling her ever upward as he thrust harder. She whimpered rate and breathing to settle while enjoying the feel of wrapping and lifted, meeting every stroke.
her in his arms.
"You wanna come, baby?" he asked, pulling back and He could get used to having her here. But he knew they powering down forward again, burying his cock balls deep had only scratched the surface. He might have won this first inside her.
skirmish with Blair, but it wasn't over yet.
She nodded, tossing her head back, her lips parting on a The war had just begun.
gasp.
She was his every fantasy come to life, her auburn hair spread out with her head tilted back, her full lips open and inviting as she panted while he fucked her.
"Please," she whispered.
He'd wager she didn't even know she'd said the word.
But it was the sweetest surrender.
His balls quivered in anticipation, a rush of heat scorching his insides as the liquid fire from her cunt seared him.
"Come for me, Blair. Come on my cock."
She stilled, tensed, then let out a cry that reverberated right through him. Her pussy tightened around his dick, milking him right into the throes of a climax that started at his toes and erupted from his balls. He raised up and threw his head back, emptying into her with a shudder and a groan while she bucked against him in wild abandon, still flying with her own orgasm. She was killing him, squeezing the very life and essence right out of him and he was dying gladly inside her.
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But oh, no. Her traitorous body had to go and respond with a resounding Yippee! I'm coming again! Every. Single.
Time.
She sighed and tried to scoot away. But like a thief caught sneaking out with the goods, escape was impossible. He snaked an arm around her middle and pulled her back against Chapter Five the powerful wall of his chest.
Dammit, he made her feel safe, tucked into his body Lazy afternoons spent in bed napping were simply like this. It was warm and comfortable and he was solid and decadent. Lazy afternoons spent in bed recovering from the strong. She felt protected, desired. Needed.
most magnificent orgasms of her life were simply unheard of in Whoa. Way too much going on in her head right now.
her world.
And all the wrong things.
Having spent them with Rand was like something out Rand was not the guy. He wasn't. Not for her, anyway.
of a wicked fantasy.
"What are you thinking about?"
He was more than she had ever hoped for, and then The deep timbre of his voice sent her nerve endings some.
skyrocketing in a million directions.
More than she had ever feared, too.
"Nothing."
Powerful, controlling, he knew every one of her hot
"Liar. Tell me what you're thinking about."
buttons and pushed them like a master puppeteer. If he'd failed He cupped her breast. Didn't squeeze, like a lot of men at just one of them, she would have smiled smugly and walked did, just cupped it, his thumb dragging lightly over her nipple.
away knowing that Rand, like every other man she'd been Her clit took notice and bells started ringing down with, just simply didn't "get" her.
south.
He'd gotten her all right.
Was she wired for Rand? Lord. One lazy little strum of Too well.
his fingers and her body took notice.
She'd played right into his hands, coming apart like she Well, dammit, she was in charge of her body. Not him.
had. Where had all her self control gone? Couldn't she have And she was going to ignore his flicking of her nipple.
held back, just a little? Did she have to have an orgasm every
"I was just thinking I was tired."
time he licked her, touched her, fucked her? One would think
"You had a nap. An hour and a half."
she'd been satisfied after the first one and could have lain there An hour and a half curled in his arms. Sweet oblivion.
like a dead fish or something, just to let him know he wasn't in
"I'm still tired."
as much control as he'd like to think he was.
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"No, you're not. But I'm hungry and I'll bet you are
"Third drawer down."
too. How about a shower and something to eat?"
She pulled it out and grabbed a wide toothed comb to She shrugged, but her stomach rumbled, giving her drag through the tangles in her hair.
away. He laughed and released her. "Go on and shower.
"Don't suppose you have a blow dryer."
Towels are in the closet next to the sink. I'll start the grill, then
"Linen closet on the floor."
jump in when you're finished."
Yes! She ran to the closet and dragged out the blow Shower? In some man's bathroom? Without her
dryer. Not the fanciest, but it would do. She wasn't even going makeup and blow dryer? What would she wear afterward? Did to ask why he had one, she was just grateful he did. He finished he have any idea what she looked like after a shower? She his shower and stepped out, pulling a towel out of the closet wasn't prepared for this. She padded into the bathroom and and watching her dry her hair while he dried off.
flipped on the light, grimacing at how. . .manly it all looked.
And she watched him watching her.
Stark white single sink. Clean enough, she supposed. The And got hotter by the minute, especially when he shower was, too, though where was the loofah? The little wrapped the towel around his hips and grabbed a brush, then purple razor? The body wash? She'd bet he didn't even have stood next to her while he brushed his hair. The towel rested scented shampoo. He probably used something called Grizzly low on his lean hips. She ogled the flat planes of his stomach, Peaks or Man Froth.
counted the ridged muscles there, drooled over his well Ick.
sculpted chest and arms, then mentally damned herself for She turned on the faucets, then rummaged through the staring so hard when he smiled at her in the mirror.
linen closet, grateful to find a usable shampoo and conditioner.
How dare he be so sexy? She'd just ignore him.
Thank God. And he did have nice, big soft towels. She But dayum, he smelled good. She took a deep breath scrubbed her makeup off, washed and rinsed and stepped out and inhaled him, resisting the urge to put the blow dryer down, just in time to find him standing outside the shower door drop to her knees and bury her face in his cock. Fortunately, he stripping out of his jeans.
