For His Pleasure

by Suzanne Rock

  “Not if we do it right.” He pulled her close again and covered her lips with his. His touch was amazing—like fire. It was all too easy to let him take the lead, especially since hours before she hadn’t known if she was ever going to see him again.

  He wrapped his arms round her waist and edged her back deeper into the coatroom as he invaded her mouth, filling her with his taste. She had no idea what he was planning, nor did she care. As long as they were together, nothing else mattered.

  He pulled away from her lips and kissed a long, hot trail along her jaw. Ari leaned back into the coatrack and curled her fingers into his hair as he feasted on her skin.

  “Yes,” she whispered as he inched lower. “God, Jason.”

  “I’m never letting you out of my sight again,” he whispered against her skin.

  Ari shivered as he undid the buttons on her shirt with his teeth. One by one, they popped open with agonizing slowness.

  “Jason…”

  “Shh.” He ran his tongue along the canal between her breasts. “Let me enjoy this.”

  She could hardly argue. She held onto his head and closed her eyes as he created a trail of heat and desire along the curve of her breast.

  Suddenly he straightened. “Not good enough.”

  “What?”

  He glanced above her, then pulled a scarf off one of the hangers. Without a word, he took her hand and began securing the scarf to her wrist.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Cheating.”

  “Wait a minute…” But she was too late. He had already secured both hands behind her back with the scarf.

  “This hardly makes the game fair.”

  He flashed her a wry grin. “I never play fair, you know that.” He tugged her shirt out of her skirt and reached around to unclasp her bra.

  “Jason—”

  He knelt before her and pushed the lacy pink material aside. “Ah, much better.” He ran his tongue over one taut nipple, creating lazy circles of heat.

  “Oh, God.” Ari swallowed and glanced down at his dark head as he flicked and teased her sensitive tip with his tongue.

  “Feel good?” he asked.

  “Yes.” Too good. At this rate she was sure to lose the game and they both knew it. She had to up the stakes, but how?

  Jason shifted his head and worked on the other nipple, making it difficult to think. Spirals of heat danced up through her veins, robbing her limbs of strength. Ari swayed on her feet, and Jason put his hands on her hips to steady her. His quick movement gave her an idea.

  “I think I need to sit down,” she said.

  He eased her onto the bench a short distance away. “Better?” he asked as he straightened.

  Ari opened her eyes to find herself at eye level with the fly of his pants. “Much.” She reached out and pulled the zipper down with her teeth.

  “Now who’s cheating?” he asked, but made no move to stop her. Emboldened, Ari grabbed the top of his pants with her teeth and tugged open the button. Jason helped her ease down his clothes until they gathered around his knees. His cock sprang up between them, thick and eager. Ari moistened her lips and then ran her tongue around the tip.

  “Wow,” he whispered. “I never thought I’d feel those lips again.”

  She smiled then repeated her movements, running her tongue around the tip and teasing him just like he had moments before.

  Jason uttered a low groan, and it was hard for Ari not to smile. This game was going to be like taking candy from a baby. She took him into her mouth, easing down his shaft as far as she could go. Jason shuddered and placed his hands on her temples, holding her steady. Slowly, Ari eased back, running her tongue along the underside of his erection as she did so. Jason shivered as she moved, making her feel beautiful and wanton. As she took him into her mouth once more, she made a low, throaty groan, just loud enough for him to hear.

  “You like that, eh?”

  She retreated and repeated the movements, moving slightly more quickly. Not having the use of her hands made everything more intense. She concentrated on his salty taste and how he felt in her mouth. With each stroke, his cock swelled. Soon he was undulating against her lips.

  “God, Ari.” She pushed once more, relaxing her throat so she could take more of him into her mouth. Back and forth, in and out. Ari increased the pace, until Jason curled his fingers into her hair.

  “Stop.” When she didn’t relent, his voice took on a pleading tone. “Ari, please.”

  She eased away from his body and met his gaze.

  “I want to be inside of you when I come.” He slipped on a condom and straddled the bench beside her. He kissed her lips and eased her back on the hard surface. Slipping his hands up her skirt, he lingered at her thighs, tickling her slightly as he rubbed them lightly with his fingers. Then he hooked his fingers under the seam of her panties and pulled them off her body.

  “I need to taste you.”

  “No. Jason, that’s not fair.” He knew how his mouth made her scream.

  He flashed her a wicked smile. “I told you, sweetheart, I don’t play fair.” Ari leaned back helplessly as he lifted her legs in the air and set them on his shoulders. She was trapped, at the wicked billionaire’s mercy. Ari closed her eyes as Jason slid his warm tongue over her sensitive folds.

  “Oh, God.” She lifted her legs off his shoulders and spread them wider, granting him better access.

  Jason chuckled and ran his fingers up and down her thighs, imitating the motions he made with his mouth. Up and down, back and forth. The man was relentless. She squirmed and moaned, desperate for more.

  “Soon, princess. Soon.” He slipped his hands underneath her backside and lifted her up to his eager mouth.

  Ari gasped as he assaulted her senses, using both his tongue and teeth to send her desire soaring to new levels. He’d tease her opening, slipping inside just far enough to give her a taste of what was to come, then sweep up and focus on her clit. He knew just where to touch, just how hard to press to drive her wild. Ari’s breath came out in short hard gasps as Jason plunged deeper, pushed harder.

  “Oh, God. Jason, I’m going to come.” She felt her muscles tighten and steeled her jaw against crying out. She wasn’t going to lose the game. She wasn’t.

  Jason adjusted his hands. On the next rotation, he slid his finger inside her opening. Ari saw stars as her orgasm blasted through her body, leaving her light-headed. Again and again he assaulted her senses, causing pleasure to burst through her system again and again.

  Ari closed her eyes and soaked it all in, determined not to make a peep. Sweat beaded at her temples as she clamped down on his finger. He felt good, too good. As wave after wave of joy washed through her, she realized he was watching her as he was touching her, waiting for his moment of victory.

  “You lose,” she whispered when the last ripple of pleasure faded away.

  “Not yet.” He put down her legs, slipped on a condom, and placed his hands on the edges of the bench, along either side of her head. “Guide me.”

  “I can’t.” She smirked. “My hands are tied, remember?”

  He swore under his breath, making her laugh, as he positioned himself against her opening. “There.” With a swift thrust, he entered her, filling her to the point of breaking.

  “God, Ari.” He pulled back until only the tip of his cock remained inside of her, then pushed again. Within a few thrusts, Ari felt her desire begin to rise once more.

  “Wait,” she said as another idea floated through her mind.

  “Did I hurt you?”

  “No.” She lifted her head and kissed him. “Sit up.”

  He started to move back, but she shook her head. “Take me with you.”

  Confusion etched his brow, but he wrapped his arms around her and brought them both up into a sitting position. Ari swung her legs over the bench and was thrilled to learn that they rested perfectly on the small stepladder.

  “My turn.” She used the stepladder to support
her weight as she lifted herself off the chair and up his shaft.

  “Ari.” He clung tighter as she relaxed her legs and sunk back down on his erection until their hips were flush once more.

  “Wow.”

  She repeated the movements, moving herself up and down his cock as if she was enjoying her favorite ride. The sweet friction caused heat to build deep inside her core, and it wasn’t long before that heat rose up through her entire body.

  “Yes.” Jason slid his hands down until one was on her ass and the other on her lower back. “That’s it.” He helped her move, clinging to her as their bodies came together as one. He tilted his head back and leaned against the wall in between the coats as he locked his gaze with hers.

  “You feel so good.”

  “You do, too.”

  He moistened his lips and groaned as she moved faster. Tension filled the air, and Ari felt her muscles begin to stretch once more. “Untie me,” she pleaded. “I want to touch you.”

  * * *

  Untie me … Delirious with desire, Jason moved quickly to obey her request. Fuck, she felt so good. This was more than just having sex, more than two bodies coming together. Ari was his everything. He didn’t want to be anywhere else, with anyone else.

  She braced herself against the wall and moved faster. The conversations in the restaurant fell to a background whisper as he focused on the sweet sound of their bodies coming together. Never before had he felt so connected to anyone. He curled his fingers into her flesh and used his head on the wall as leverage as he began to move with her, desperate to be as deep inside of her as possible.

  It wasn’t enough. Nothing with Ari was ever enough. As he felt his body begin to race toward oblivion, Jason closed his eyes and let the emotions take control. This was his woman, his moment. He needed more, wanted more. As Ari’s soft, feminine whimpers rose up between them, Jason let out a low, throaty moan.

  “Ari…” He felt the familiar tingling along the base of his spine. “I’m close.”

  He pushed harder, moved faster as the emotions threatened to rise up and swallow him whole. Suddenly the game was no longer important. Neither was the fact that her family was on the other side of that wall. All that mattered was Ari and this moment, and the fact that he would never be so stupid as to let her get away from him again.

  “Arianna,” he cried out as his emotions overwhelmed him. His orgasm erupted through his center, causing him to tremble. Passion consumed him as he drove deep into her center. Ari bit her lip hard and shuddered as she spasmed around his cock. The sensation was too much, everything was too much. Jason moaned as his orgasm blasted through his body, rocking him to his core. He filled her again and again, and with each thrust, only one word pounded through his mind. Mine.

  When the last of his orgasm faded, Jason lifted his head off the wall and buried his head in her shoulder. She held him close and as he struggled to get his breathing under control, he noticed how good she smelled, like flowers and sex. She was soft too, like a welcoming garden where he could rest and feel safe. His sanctuary.

  “Is someone in there?”

  Jason stiffened at the familiar voice. Karin.

  “Jason, is that you?”

  Ari’s body shook against him. He realized she was chuckling.

  “Yeah, it’s me,” he said.

  “Leo and I need to go. I was trying to get my coat, but the door’s locked. You wouldn’t mind handing it to me?”

  He cleared his throat. “Sure. What does it look like?” Despite his best efforts, his voice shook with emotion.

  “The pink peacoat—with a scarf.”

  Jason bit back a groan as he realized he had used Karin’s scarf to tie up his girlfriend.

  Girlfriend. He liked the sound of that.

  Ari shifted off his lap and grinned at him like a Cheshire cat. Jason flashed her his best scowl, straightened his clothes, and brought Karin her coat.

  “I really hope that’s Ari back there with you.” Karin smirked as she took the coat from him.

  He leaned on the counter, more for support than anything else. Who knew that having sex in a coatroom could be so exhausting? He tried to recover the best he could and gave her a lazy smile. “You know I’m never one to kiss and tell.”

  “No, you weren’t, were you?” She shrugged on her coat. “Leo’s is the black one there.”

  He grabbed it off the rack and handed it to her, then shifted so he stood in her line of vision when he realized that she was using it as an excuse to see around the corner.

  Karin tossed Leo’s coat over her arm. “Some things never change, I guess.”

  “What do you mean?”

  She flashed him a knowing smile. “You always had an affinity for supply closets and coatrooms.”

  It took him a moment to realize she was talking about their failed relationship and how he never wanted to be seen with her in public. “Yeah, about that.”

  She waved her hand in the air between them. “Water under the bridge.” She smiled and patted his hand. “Ari means a lot to us, so don’t screw it up, okay?”

  “She means a lot to me, too.”

  “I know.” She peered over his shoulder. “Good-bye, Arianna.”

  “Bye.” Ari’s delicate voice rose up from the back of the coatroom. Karin chuckled as she moved away.

  With Karin safely gone, Jason returned to Ari’s side to find her completely dressed. “Well, that was unexpected.”

  “I won.” Ari turned from the door to face him. “I won!” She grabbed his sleeves and grinned from ear to ear.

  “Now, I don’t think—”

  “I finally won the game!” She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him hard. “It was you she heard, not me.”

  Jason ran his fingers down her spine and cupped her backside. “What can I say? You’re irresistible.”

  “I can’t believe I won,” she said as she stepped out of his embrace. “How long have we been playing this game?”

  “Almost a year.”

  “And I’ve never won—until tonight.” She giggled, feeling giddy. “What do I get?”

  “Excuse me?”

  She nibbled her lower lip and took his hand. “Come on, this is a memorable moment. I think I deserve some sort of prize or something, don’t you?”

  His expression turned hungry as he raked his gaze over her disheveled frame. “You’re right.” He squeezed her fingers and pulled her toward the door.

  “Where are you taking me?”

  “Home.”

  “To the Palazzo?”

  “No, to my apartment, where you belong.” He pulled her out of the coatroom, eager to get her back home so he could ravage her properly.

  She tugged on his hand, stopping him. “Are you sure? There’s no need to protect me anymore, and I know how much you like your privacy.”

  He stopped and closed the distance between them. “Our privacy,” he corrected. “I don’t want us to keep anything from each other, not anymore.”

  She couldn’t help but smile. “And if the two of us moving in together becomes routine and boring?”

  “Oh, princess…” He brushed his lips against hers. “Life with you is never boring.” He pulled her toward the door as Ari quickly said good-bye to her family. As soon as he got her outside to his car, he eased her back up against the McLaren and kissed her, hard. Ari’s body immediately molded to his as she parted her lips in invitation. He seized the opportunity to touch her chest, her sides, her backside.

  “Jason—”

  He broke the kiss and opened up the door to his favorite car—his sanctuary. “Come on, beautiful,” he said as he ushered her inside. “The sooner we get home, the sooner I can get a rematch.”

  Ari smirked and ran her finger along his jaw. “Expect to be disappointed.”

  “We’ll see, princess. We’ll see.”

  * * *

  “Ari!” Jason bellowed as he walked into his sky-rise apartment. “Ari, come quick.” He moved into t
he large, spacious living area and started to put the garment bag down, then thought better of it. Instead he paced the open space, smiling as he passed Ari’s collection of princess figurines in the curio cabinet by the window. It was hard to believe that she had moved in ten months ago. Time moved so fast.

  “What is it?” she asked as she came out in a bathrobe and with a towel around her head. “I was taking a shower.”

  “Never mind that. Come over here. I got you a gift.”

  She flashed him a skeptical look. “A gift?”

  “Here, sit.” He motioned to the large, cream-colored couch. She moved aside the crimson throw pillows and scooched to the end to make room for him. Instead of sitting, Jason draped the garment bag over the end of the couch and told her to open it.

  “What did you do?”

  “I got you a present.”

  “But I thought that we were both watching our spending. My brother lost a lot of money in the wedding and ransom.”

  “And I lost a lot due to the media dragging my name through the mud. I know. But that’s changing.”

  “Changing, how?”

  He shifted from one foot to the next. He felt like a kid on Christmas morning. “Come on, just open it.”

  “Okay.” She shifted her position on the couch. Her robe fell away, exposing her smooth, creamy thigh. Jason bit back a groan as his cock immediately responded to the change in scenery.

  “Oh my God, Jason.” She stood, taking the dress out of the bag and holding it up. “It’s beautiful.”

  “It’s a Cinderella dress,” he said as he sat on the arm of the chair.

  “It’s just like the movie when the fairy godmother changed her rags into a beautiful gown.”

  “And she went off to the ball to dance with the prince.”

  She lowered the dress and flashed him a skeptical look. “Yes.”

  “Well,” he said, suddenly nervous. “You’re going to a party.”

  “A party?”

  “A celebration of sorts. I wanted you to have something beautiful to wear.”

  “It certainly is beautiful,” she said, admiring the shimmering fabric once more. “But I don’t understand.” She placed the dress gently on the domino-styled coffee table as Jason moved closer to her on the couch.