Page 18 of Twelve Days of Temptation (Temptation 1)
Kate licked her lips, and she caressed the bulge in his pants again.
Brock unzipped the front of his pants, releasing his cock. He took her hands in his and said, “Kneel, Kate.”
She dropped to her knees and he almost came just looking at her, knowing she was eager to take instruction from him. “Tell me what you want, Kate.”
She moved a hand as if she was going to reach for him, but he held her hands captive in his. “Say it.”
“I want your cock in my mouth.” She stared at his erection hungrily.
“Look at me, Kate.”
Kate looked up at him, her eyes wild and aroused.
He’d played this game with her before and taken it too far. He never wanted that to happen again. “I only want to take what you want to give. If I ask you for something and you don’t like it, I want you to tell me. And I don’t want you to do it. We are partners in this. You and me. That’s the only way I’ll do this. Do you understand? Maybe we need a safe word. Something you say when you want to stop.”
“How about ‘stop’?”
Despite the fact that he was near insane with desire to be in her mouth, Brock chuckled. “We could keep it that easy, but from what I’ve read it’s more fun if you don’t use that word.”
Kate looked confused, “More fun? Oh, okay. How about—I’m serious. Knock it off.”
Brock smirked. “We’ll figure it out. For now, just shut up and fuck me with your mouth, Kate.”
Kate teased his tip by circling it with her tongue. “I love it when you get impatient.”
Brock let go of her hands and reached down, closing two fists around her hair. He was done talking. He guided her mouth onto him and shuddered with pleasure from the wet heat of it. Her tongue stroked his length as she took him deeper. She reached beneath him, cupping his balls, and alternated deep sucking with licks of her tongue. Her other hand slid down the back of the pants he still wore and gripped his ass.
On her knees, she could have asked him for anything, and he wouldn’t have been able to deny her. Her submission gave her more control over him than any other woman had ever had, or ever would again. And he wouldn’t mind telling her that, if he were ever able to speak again.
He was completely, irreversibly hers.
As he felt the first twinge of an orgasm, he fought to hold out, but he’d waited so long he knew he couldn’t contain it. “I’m going to come,” he said, “and you will take it all in.” It was a command, but also a question.
She nodded, and he closed his eyes and exploded down her throat. She continued sucking on him until he eased her head back. “Fuck, that was good.” She sat back on her heels, waiting for him with an almost uncertain expression on her face. He gave her his hand and helped her up.
He hugged her to his chest and whispered in her ear, “Now you, Kate. Tell me what you want. And I’ll do it. Whatever it is.”
“We can take turns?” she asked so innocently he remembered how little experience she actually had.
He kissed her lips gently and said, “There are no rules, Kate, except the ones we make ourselves. Do you want a turn?”
Her eyes widened with excitement. “You’ll really do anything?”
He thought about it for a minute, then grinned. “I guess we’ll find out, won’t we? We all have limits, Kate. Let’s explore them together.”
A wide smile spread across her face. “Then I want you to kiss me everywhere and make me come again and again until I say I can’t possibly come one more time. Then I want a good old-fashioned, up-against-the-wall fucking. How does that sound?”
I think I’m in love.
***
Kate shuddered with pleasure when Brock quickly undressed and easily lifted her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his bare waist and felt the tip of his cock graze her sex. As she clung to him, her hands closed over his bulging biceps. He wasn’t the type to flaunt what he had, but what he had was oh, so good.
As he kissed her neck, Kate ran her hands hungrily over him. She couldn’t get enough of him. His muscular shoulders, rock-hard chest, and rippled abs. She ran a hand down between them, loving how ragged his breathing became beneath her touch.
His hands cupped her ass, poising her above his cock. He slowly lowered her down onto him, filling her, then withdrew and stroked her wet clit with his tip. “I want to lose myself in you right now, but I have a better idea.”
He carried her to the kitchen and laid her down on the rectangular breakfast table. She felt exposed and excited when he stepped away, but he was back in a heartbeat with one of her large linen napkins. He folded it and used it to blindfold her. Then he whispered in her ear, “I’m going to give you just what you asked for, Kate. I’m going to enjoy every inch of you. Slowly. As much as we can both bear. Then, and only then, I’ll give you that wall fuck.”
She reached for him, but he took both her hands in one of his and tied them together above her head with another napkin. She could have gotten loose if she wanted to. But who the hell wants to?
The blindfold heightened her other senses, and she was intensely aware of each place his breath caressed. She felt him standing to one side of the table. His lips followed where his breath tickled, and Kate was soon writhing with anticipation. He took his time with her neck, her collarbone, then kissed his way down her arm. She wanted his mouth on her breast, but he only gave it a grazing lick before moving down her other arm. By the time he gave her stomach a light kiss, she was moaning audibly.
“What do you want, Kate?” he asked. For just a second he reminded her of someone else, but when his lips settled around one of her nipples, all her thoughts were driven away. His tongue flicked and circled her. His teeth lightly nipped and tugged. When he rolled her other nipple between his thumb and fingers, Kate brought her hands up and around his neck.
He raised his head and said, “You like that, don’t you?”
“Oh, God, yes,” she rasped.
His left hand ran down her stomach and closed over her sex. He squeezed it possessively. “You’re so beautiful, Kate, laid out like this for me to feast on. I don’t want to rush. Don’t touch me. Let me touch you. I want to watch you come for me again and again.”
He leisurely stroked one finger back and forth between her lower lips. “You’re so wet already. So eager to have me inside you. But not yet. Not yet.”
He slid one finger inside her, then a second. As his mouth returned to suckle and tease her nipple, his left hand pumped in and out of her. His right hand kneaded her other breast, then alternated with his mouth until she was drowning beneath the overwhelming sensations flooding through her.
As his fingers worked in and out of her, he caressed her clit with his thumb. He thrust his fingers deeper and deeper until he found the spot that made her gasp. Fire shot through her body, and she whimpered with pleasure. He began to increase his speed, connecting each of his thrusts with her most sensitive spot until she was weeping with pleasure and coming in an explosion of heat.
And still he didn’t stop. He kissed his way down her stomach as he walked to the end of the table to stand between her legs. She heard him draw up a chair to sit. He pulled her toward him, draping her legs over his shoulders and lifting her ass off the table with his hands.
He lapped at her. “God, you taste divine.” He ran his tongue intimately from her ass to her clit and back, worshipping each section of her as he went. She felt him tugging her toward a second, even more powerful orgasm each time his tongue thrust inside her.
He pulled back, spread her lower lips wider, and blew gently on her exposed clit. Then he suckled it with a force that had Kate gripping her legs around his neck as pleasure shook through her.
This time when his fingers thrust into her, she came instantly, powerfully. She thrashed back and forth on the table, unable to reach him as she soared once again beneath his touch.
She was slowly coming down from her second orgasm when she heard a condom wrapper tear open. She quivered with
anticipation.
He took her still-tied hands and pulled her to a seated position, then lifted her once again so her legs wrapped around his waist. He took a few steps forward until she felt the cold, hard wall behind her. One of his hands held both of hers above her head while the other cupped her ass and held her easily against the wall.
He plundered her mouth with his. The taste of her mixed with the taste of him, and Kate met him eagerly. She couldn’t get enough of him. He was all around her, filling her senses and driving her out of her mind with desire.
Gentleness fell away as his need for her overtook him. He thrust upward, filling her completely. This was no tease. He fucked her mouth with his tongue while he drove deeper and deeper into her. Kate opened her mouth and her legs wider for him, welcoming his claiming. She looped her tied hands behind his head as he pounded even deeper into her. Faster and deeper until she was calling out his name, and he was swearing.
She came again, expecting him to join her, but he didn’t. He untied her hands and lowered her to the floor. She could barely stand, swaying before him helplessly, wantonly his for wherever or however he wanted to take her.
He turned her around so she faced the wall and lifted her again. Bending her legs, he held her under her knees while she steadied her hands against the wall. He entered her with one powerful thrust from behind. His breath was hot and ragged on her neck as he drove himself into her. This was a primal fucking like none she’d ever experienced. He took her with a power and command that had tears of pleasure running down her cheeks. Everything she’d thought she’d known about sex was blown away by the intensity of their mating.
He came with one final thrust, and she would have collapsed at his feet if he hadn’t continued to hold her. He lowered her slowly to the floor, then removed her blindfold. She turned in his arms and met his eyes.
He pulled her against his chest and softly kissed her upturned mouth. “Is that what you were looking for?”
If she could have spoken then, she would have said yes. Instead, she just nodded and smiled.
Holy fucking Christmas, that was good.
