Wicked Valentine (Sizzling Encounters)

by Angel, April

  He picked up something before turning back to her. As he neared, she noticed it was a blindfold. A thrill of anticipation flashed through her.

  He walked past her until he was somewhere behind the chair. She tensed. Would he stop? She wanted him to continue their little game, to see how far he’d go.

  The black covering went over her eyes, and he tied it behind her head. Perspiration lined her upper lip. The heat inside her grew. Her hearing sharpened, and she listened for Max’s moves.

  His deep voice flowed by her ear. “The thing about trust is, when you give it to someone, they need to treasure it and ensure they don’t do anything to lose it.” His voice drifted away.

  For long moments she heard his footsteps moving back and forth, but he didn’t attempt to touch her. She’d been so focused on listening for his movements that she was caught off guard when his hands trailed up her knees, spread her legs open, and caressed her inner thighs.

  Chapter Six

  Nina shuddered. His fingers tugged at her thong. A soft ripping sounded, and cool air kissed her throbbing pussy.

  “Max,” she whimpered.

  The front of her dress dipped, and her breasts were bared again. Her breath hitched. He kissed her collarbone. She dropped her head to the side and rubbed her cheek into his hair. He moved lower, raining kisses down her chest, until he licked one taut nipple and sucked the swollen bud into his mouth.

  “Oh goodness.”

  He sucked the little tip repeatedly, sending shards of electricity straight to her pussy.

  “Max, please…” Desperation made her tug at the binds.

  He let go of her nipple and blew. The cool air tightened her flesh some more. “So beautiful,” he whispered and licked his way to her other breast. With each swipe of his tongue, she groaned and pushed her breast further into his mouth. She wiggled to the edge of the seat, desperate to be closer to his body, to his touch. Her pussy quivered and moisture streamed down her thighs. “I can’t wait to fuck you, Nina. Your pussy gripping my cock, like it did when we were in the woods.”

  Flashes of his cock sliding in and out of her rushed through her mind.

  “Do you remember how good that was?”

  Did she? She couldn’t seem to forget. Every moment of every day, her body heated with the unnecessary memories.

  “My cock filling you, driving your pleasure higher. Remember?”

  “Yes, Max. I remember. I haven’t forgotten. I can’t forget. Please, fuck me now.”

  His body heat left her. She groaned in complaint. A moment later something pinched at her nipples. She heard a tiny rattle and wondered what it was.

  “Nipple clamps.” He tugged lightly on the chain.

  The small sting only added to the gathering arousal inside her. “Oh god!” Her clamped nipples ached to be touched.

  He tugged again, and she swore she had a mini orgasm.

  Her body shook with need. “Please, Max. Touch my pussy. Fuck me, do something! I need…” She moaned when he dipped a finger into her cunt. He fucked her with his finger so slowly she wanted to scream.

  “Relax, baby. I’ve got better things coming for you. You want my lips on your pretty pink pussy, don’t you?”

  The seat reclined further, and her legs widened until she was sure he could see every drip from her slit.

  “Max!”

  “I know, my love.” He kissed her abdomen, her hip, and the inside of her thigh. Something thick and cool rubbed between her pussy lips. Was that—? Her brain froze when the cool thing was replaced with Max’s lips. She panted.

  He curled his arms around her thighs and pulled her forward until she sat on the verge of the seat. Thirst for his touch made her squirm. He licked a lazy trail from ass to cunt, twirling his tongue around her clit. She moaned, her legs shook and twined behind his head. Again and again he licked at her pussy and fucked her with his tongue.

  “You taste so fucking good.” He rumbled against her sex. She whimpered, rocking over his lips. “You trust me right, baby?”

  “Yes!”

  He chuckled and licked at her pussy again. Faster than he had before. Tension inside her escalated, overtaking her senses. Something cool brushed against her pussy again, dipping into her entrance and filling her. A dildo. He sucked her clit harder and fucked her with the dildo. The cool hard plastic started to heat with each stroke against her sleek channel. When he tugged on the chain to her nipple clamps, sucked, and fucked her, it all became too much.

  “Oh my…god!” She choked on the words. Her body zoomed past the edge of release, and the knot inside her snapped. Pleasure washed over her in a wave. Her legs shook with the power of her orgasm. She panted, her pussy quivering on the heated dildo. A sense of loss filled her. She wanted Max. Wanted his cock inside her, fucking her and making her come.

  Max was going to end up with blue balls. Either that or his dick was going to fall off. His cock was so hard he thought it was going to rip through the flimsy black material of his pants. So far, though, everything was working better than he’d anticipated. He watched Nina pant while he put away the torn thong, blindfold, toy, and nipple clamps he’d used. A grin split his lips when he saw her legs shake every few seconds.

  “What else do you have over there?” she asked, staring at him.

  He glanced down at his bag filled with brand new toys he’d bought to try on her. “Just a few things to make the evening more interesting.”

  Still bound to the chair, she raised her brows and licked her lips. “Yeah? Because if we’re going by what you already used, I’m guessing we’re going to be having a lot more fun next.” She glanced down at the erection visible through his pants. When she nibbled on her bottom lip, her gaze still glued to his crotch, he had to tamp down the surge of lust that rushed him.

  He went back to locking up the bag in a cabinet. There was a second bag in the next room. It had been his hope she’d allow him to use them, but he hadn’t expected her response to be so uninhibited. He should’ve known better. Nina was a sensual woman who didn’t hold back, a woman who clearly didn’t mind trying new things.

  He strode back to the chair and unbound her hands. As soon as her limbs were freed, she stood and pulled his head down for a kiss. His cock jerked in his pants. He couldn’t wait to fuck her already and put the aching length out of its aroused state. She shoved her tongue into his mouth and moaned. Her nails raked the back of his neck, scoring his flesh, pushing him to lose his tenuous control. He hauled her closer. Their bodies rubbed. He groaned into the kiss when she moved her hips sensually over his hard length.

  It took him a moment to realize she was tugging at his pants, getting ready to free his dick. He curled a hand around her wrist and pulled it up to his chest. When he stepped back from her, her eyes had turned so dark he could hardly see the brown in them. Arousal had dilated her pupils into large pools of black. Only a thin band of gold rimmed the black circles.

  “Max…” Her husky voice caressed his body like a soft blanket and settled into his gut.

  “Soon, baby.”

  She gaped at him, confused. “I want you, Max.”

  He grinned. “I know, but we’re not done yet.” He dipped his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, heard her soft moan, and continued fluttering kisses up to her ear. “Don’t you want to know what comes next?”

  Interest sparked in her eyes when she stepped back. “Yes.”

  “Let’s go then. I promise it only gets better.”

  Her eyes widened; she glanced down at his mouth and licked her lips. “But we will…”

  “Yes…eventually.” Or he might die from pent-up arousal.

  She held on to his hand when they left the room. A woman in a black uniform waited outside with cleaning supplies to sanitize the chair for whoever decided to use it next. He thought about the fact there was only one room left, but he wasn’t going to go there. For Nina, the third and final room wouldn’t be inside the main house. It was somewhere much more intimate. With st
eady strides, he guided her past what was the usual, designated third room, through a doorway that led to an outdoor garden. Couples strolled past them, some in twos and others in threes.

  “I hope you don’t have any threesomes planned for me.” She peered behind them to the group that they’d passed.

  He chuckled at the anxiety he heard in her voice. “No. That’s not the kind of stuff I had in mind. Why, did you want to try?”

  She tapped him lightly on his abs. “Not really. I don’t mind trying kinky things, but sharing isn’t for me. I like my sole focus on one man, and I want to be his sole focus.”

  He led her down a dimly lit walkway. Her heels clacked on the stone, reminding him with each tap that he needed to find out why she kept pushing him away. Kelly’s guesthouse loomed ahead of them.

  Nina glanced up at him, questioningly. “Are people allowed in there?”

  He pulled keys out of his pocket and smiled. “We are.”

  They stepped through the doors, and he lost his voice when she turned on him. She dropped to her knees and tugged down his pants, freeing his cock.

  Already rock hard and ready for action, he watched her wet her lips with the tip of her pink tongue and grip his shaft. “Oh, Max.” She glanced up at him with passion-dazed eyes. “You’re so big.” She squeezed, and he moaned.

  “So hard.” She pumped him from root to tip. “And I bet you taste divine,” she added before licking a full line up the throbbing vein on the underside of his shaft. His cock pulsed, dripping precum from the slit. Oxygen evaporated from his lungs, leaving him breathless, when he saw her suck the head of his dick into her lips.

  She moaned around him and the vibration fried his brain.

  “Fuck, Nina, wait. This isn’t—” His hips bucked and thrust into her. She just sucked him in further, into the hot, wet cavern of her mouth and down her throat. He twined the long strands of her dark hair into his hands and fisted, pulling the mass away so he could watch.

  Spit dripped down the sides of his dick each time she withdrew, pulling his slick cock out to the tip. Then she’d suck him in. Again and again she jerked him with her hand, her saliva easing the way for her to glide her fist faster over him. He panted and leaned back on the closed door, his body shaking with the need to come.

  “Yes, baby. Suck me.” He moaned and thrust deeper into her lips, wanting to continue hearing the slurping noises she made with each suck. “Fuck! I’m gonna come.” He tugged on her hair, hauling her off his cock.

  “What the—?”

  He dragged her to the closest table he found, some type of writing desk, and lifted her to sit on the edge. She licked her lips and enticed him to fuck her with a sexy little smirk. He reached into his pocket, yanked out a condom, and tore it open with his teeth. Once sheathed, he gripped his shaft in his hand and jerked.

  She stared down at his length for a moment before gazing up at him, her eyes full of hunger. “Fuck me, Max.”

  Spreading her legs wide, she taunted him with her glistening folds. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit.

  She moaned and dug her nails into his shoulders, urging him closer. “Please, Max. Don’t tease. I need you.”

  Once his cock was covered in her juices, he slid home in one quick thrust. She moaned, and he groaned. God, the feel of her pussy surrounding his dick was unlike anything. It was even better than their previous time together.

  She tilted her hips and curved her back, hanging on to his shoulders while he rammed her with his cock. His control snapped. His thrusts turned harsher, faster; he fucked her with hard drives. Each thrust became his way of branding her. He grunted, animalistic sounds. No one had ever driven him this far off the self-control he practiced.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” She screamed.

  Her body bounced on the desk with each slam of his cock into her cunt. She dropped her hands from his shoulders to lay them flat on the surface behind her. The straps of her dress slid down her arms, and he watched her breasts jiggle, her puckered nipples calling him to taste and nibble on them. He lowered his head and sucked a taut tip into his mouth.

  “Oh god, oh god, oh god…” Her voice rose, and her pussy flutter wildly, gripping his dick until he struggled to thrust into her tightened sheath.

  His powerful thrusts increased in speed, until she was gasping for breath with each stroke.

  “Baby, you feel amazing,” he groaned.

  Her body tensed in his arms. Their gazes met. She grabbed his forearms and held tight. Multiple shudders racked her body, she screamed his name, and her pussy sucked him deep into her slick core.

  His orgasm rushed him, almost making his knees buckle. His hips jerked into her in short, shallow thrusts, draining him of his cum.

  When he glanced at her, a new softness filled her eyes. He kissed her then. His heart clenched around the emotions running rampant inside him. Yes, he wanted her body. Who the hell wouldn’t? She was the sexiest woman he’d ever met. But it was more than that. There was this strength that drew him to her.

  Her attitude was a little on the fiery side when upset, but she was perfect in his eyes. In a lazy caress, he stroked her breasts, down to her waist and around her back until he hugged her in his arms. He wanted her. Wanted a lot more than just a simple fling.

  Nina held on to Max, his cock still inside her, while he hugged her. For the first time in her life, she hated her job. Hated that he was her boss and this could never turn into a relationship. Eve and others would make things incredibly uncomfortable for her. She was the junior agent and still trying to make her own mark in his successful agency. Pain tugged at her heart, urging her to ignore the rules and enjoy Max. What others didn’t know wouldn’t hurt, right? It could be their secret.

  A sense of loss filled her when he stepped away from her.

  “Stay here. I’ll be right back.” He gave her a quick kiss, fixed his pants, and marched away. She lost sight of him when he turned a corner.

  Hopping off the desk, she glanced around the living area. A photograph of a group of people drew her attention. Max’s handsome face immediately stood out. As did the one of the woman she’d seen him with at lunch. What type of relationship did they have?

  The sound of his footsteps made her turn away from the photo.

  “Come on.” He smiled and grabbed her hand. “I have a surprise for you.”

  “But I already came, does this mean I get to come again?” She laughed.

  He chuckled and tugged at her hand. “Only if you’re a good girl.”

  She snorted. “I’m always good. If I didn’t know better I’d swear you spy on me. Who told you I like surprises?”

  He grinned, tugging her along. “You have to be the only woman that always says ‘we have to keep this a surprise’ for every party at the office.” He mock groaned when she lightly smacked his arm.

  She sniffed and raised her chin. “You seem to enjoy those little surprises.”

  “I do.” He hugged her to his side. “That’s why it’s your turn now.”

  After passing enough doors that she started to wonder how many bedrooms the pool house had, they reached an open entryway. She stared at the beautiful scene before her.

  “This is amazing,” she whispered.

  They were in an indoor garden. Glass walls surrounded the place, giving the already-open doors even more of an outdoor look. This side of the house faced a river. And that was the view they had in the glass room. It was obvious the room was an extension of the house to keep the outdoors inside when the weather was bad.

  A table was set for two in the center of the room. He held her seat for her and then pulled a covering off their plates.

  “I had arranged for dinner.” He lifted a brow. “But someone got me distracted. I think we are OK because the food should still be hot.”

  She bit her lip to keep from smiling. “I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.”

  Chapter Seven

  He shook his head and opened up the wine bottle. “I h
ad the steak made the way you like it.”

  When did he notice how she liked her steak? She glanced down at the perfectly cooked skirt steak with vegetables and potatoes. Of course, her stomach chose that moment to grumble.

  She smiled sheepishly. “I guess I’ve worked up an appetite.”

  His impeccable manners were causing havoc on her self-control. But she already knew Max didn’t do anything half-assed. So far he’d been not only the perfect gentleman, but so sweet she wanted to tie him up and keep him.

  “You’re a busy man, Max.” She cut a piece of meat and took a bite. A combination of flavors burst in her mouth, making her taste buds do a happy dance.

  “If I knew getting you steak would get that kind of reception, I’d have gotten you some long before now,” he said of the moans she made with each bite. “I love that about you.”

  She stopped to take a drink from her wineglass. “You love what?”

  “That you like to eat, because I like to eat too.”

  She eyed his plate, noticed how quickly he’d reduced the amount of food, and grinned. “I do like to eat, but unlike you, I gain weight.”

  “Where? I don’t see anything but a beautiful body when I look at you. A sexy body.”

  Another arrow pierced her heart.

  “Believe me,” she groaned. “I gain weight. Every time I eat, it goes to my hips, legs, and butt.”

  “Your legs, hips, and butt are the sexiest I’ve seen on any woman.” He licked his lips, and she forgot all about the food. “I could spend the entire day touching your body and stroking your curves.”

  She took another sip of her wine. “You sure know what to say to a woman.”

  “I’m only saying what comes to mind. You’re beautiful. End of story. Now enjoy your food.”