***
As Brett and I walked hand in hand around the resort, I couldn’t help thinking back to only an hour before. My skin tingled. My core building with pent up frustration of epic proportions. Anticipation. Yup. Already hated the word. Not letting me have a release of any kind as he got me so worked up, I could have punched him.
“How are you feeling?” Brett whispered in my ear.
I growled and shoved him playfully.
He chuckled. “I told you, you will hate the word.”
“I already do,” I mumbled.
“Good. When I let you come, it will be the biggest orgasm you’ve ever had. Just think about that, Evvie,” he said, grabbing my hand.
I sighed. To think that he had that much control over my body left me breathless.
He pulled me beside him and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. We toured the resort. It was small but perfect. Intimate. The warm afternoon air washed over my skin and although I tried to focus on the grounds before us, I couldn’t help but wonder what Brett had in store for me later.
“I will fuck you into submission.”
My body heated. Out of all the erotic words he said to me, that was the hottest. I craved it. His touch, his body, his love. I couldn’t get enough. I was addicted now more than I was an hour ago.
“You have got to be fucking shitting me.”
I frowned at the harsh tone of Brett’s voice and followed his gaze. My eyes widened when they landed on the douche from the plane.
The guy glanced our way and waved, a wide grin spreading on his face as he continued chatting with some people at the bar.
I gripped Brett’s hand. “Let’s go.”
Brett didn’t move, his jaw tensing as he glared hard at the other man.
“Brett, I’m hungry.”
He looked down at me and placed a hard kiss on my lips before wrapping an arm around my shoulders.
I sighed knowing the kiss was a claiming of sorts. Brett and his intense alpha cave man side were going to get him into trouble one of these days. It was only a matter of when.
***
“Brett, will you stop looking at him like you want to gouge his eye balls out with a spoon,” I said, taking a sip of my beer.
Brett scrubbed a hand down his face and turned to me. “I don’t like the way he looks at you.”
I scoffed. “You don’t like the way anyone looks at me.”
He grunted in response.
I moved from my spot on the couch across from him and sat beside him, placing my feet in his lap. “Foot massage?” I asked, kicking off my flip flops and wiggled my toes.
He smiled and wrapped his hands around my feet. “You always know how to calm me.”
I leaned my head against the back of the patio couch and sighed. I knew that touching my skin helped him. I didn’t know how deep down that went or what caused that but I didn’t ask. I would always help him in any way I could.
My fingers lazily grazed through the hair at his nape. Only being in Mexico for two days, Brett had already gotten some color in his cheeks. I, on the other hand, would burn and I needed to apply the sun screen like it was a second layer of skin.
His thumbs pushed into the arches of my foot and I jumped. A hot tingle shot up my body. “We need to keep your skin protected this week.”
“Hmm…”
He looked down at me and chuckled. “The only thing that is going to be making your body pink is me.”
The back of my neck heated. “Jealous of the sun, lover boy?” I asked, stifling a yawn and moved my feet from his lap.
“Yes. I’m jealous of anything that touches you,” he said, cupping my calf.
I would have laughed if I knew he wasn’t joking. While his fingers continued to massage me, I took in my surroundings before noticing a young couple about our age standing by the bar.
The woman, average height and slender had a nice dark tan. The man she was with was pale like me but still had a glow from the sun. The woman threw her head back and laughed, a loud boisterous sound escaping her lips.
I smiled.
“What’s so funny?” Brett asked, brushing the back of his knuckles down my cheek.
My heart lifted. “Just watching the couple by the bar.”
He followed my gaze. “They’re deep in love.”
I nodded. The woman tilted her chin when the man placed a soft kiss on her lips. She grinned and looked our way. Her blue eyes twinkled and she gave a little wave.
Brett kissed my forehead and headed to the bar. The man started talking to him when the woman he was with headed my way. Her shoulder length dark brown curly hair bounced with each step as she neared me.
“Hi,” she said cheerfully.
I smiled. “Hi.”
“My husband is telling your man about the ways of the resort.”
“I’m surprised my boyfriend isn’t saying that he can figure it out on his own.” I laughed.
She chuckled. “I know, right? Big strong Alpha men need to find out that crap on their own.” She rolled her eyes. “Please.” She giggled. “I’m Sydney.”
“Evvie and he’s Brett,” I said, pointing at him.
He met my gaze and winked. My body flushed. God, one look and I was done.
“My husband is Alex. How long you guys been together?” she asked as the guys headed our way.
“Almost six months.” I reached for Brett’s hand as he sat down beside me.
“You talking about me?” he purred in my ear.
“Always, lover boy.”
He chuckled and pulled my feet onto his lap. “Alex here was just telling me about the buffet times and a special little something just for you.”
My eyebrow rose. “Oh?”
“Did you tell him about where you took me?” Sydney asked brushing her fingers through the hair at her husband’s nape.
Alex winked. “Yes.”
Sydney turned to me. “Girl, have fun.”
“Okay.” My heart thumped, nervous butterflies flew through my belly.
“And piece of advice.” Sydney leaned towards me. “Hold on.”
I frowned, confusion coursing through me. “Hold on?”
Sydney giggled.
Brett grabbed my hand. “It was nice meeting the both of you.” He looked down at me. “Come with me.”
My cheeks heated at his innuendo and I let him pull me to my feet. “I’m sure you’ll see us around.”
We said our goodbyes and headed down the walkway. “Brett—”
“Well how’s my favorite couple doing tonight?”
We both bristled as the guy from the plane stepped in front of us.
“The name is Stefan Price,” he said, holding out his hand.
Brett snarled. “You touch her—”
“Brett.” I smiled at Stefan. We had to put up with the guy being in the same resort as us for the next two weeks. Might as well play nice. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“Evvie,” Brett said, his voice full of warning.
I ignored him and returned Stefan’s handshake. “Evvie Neal and this is Brett MacLean.”
Stefan nodded once and crossed his arms under his chest.
Brett ran a hand in small circles over my back before grabbing my hand. He fingered the gold band on my ring finger.
Stefan’s gaze followed his movement, his eyes turning cold before meeting mine.
I swallowed. Luckily we were in public so the guys had to behave. Somewhat. “So Stefan. Here alone?”
“Yes. It was supposed to be me and another woman but she fell ill,” Stefan said, taking a swig of his beer.
“Evvie.”
I looked at Brett.
His jaw clenched. “We should go back to the room. You’re tired.”
No I wasn’t. “But I—”
“I said, you’re tired.” His eyes searched my face, daring me to challenge him.
My stomach tumbled and I yawned for added affect. “It was nice meeting you, Stefan. I’m sure we’ll see y
ou around.”
Stefan’s brown gaze travelled down my body. “Yes. I’m sure I will.”
Brett’s hold on my hand tightened and pulled me along. “You are way too fucking nice, lover.”
“Well what do you expect,” I asked as we walked away. “We have to put up with the guy for two weeks.”
“No. We don’t.”
“Brett.” I grabbed his arm, stopping him. “I’m just trying to make this easier on us.”
His eyes softened before he placed a hard kiss on my lips. “I don’t like the idea of any man touching you or talking to you.”
“You are the only one that I want touching me but you can’t stop a man from talking to me,” I said, trying to keep up with his quick strides.
“No, I can’t but he so much as lays a finger on you, they’ll have to fly him home in a box,” he snarled.
My stomach hurt. “You didn’t act that way when Alex spoke to me.”
Brett’s jaw clenched. “That’s because he only had eyes for his wife.”
I sighed. “Where are you taking me that he suggested?”
“You’ll find out tomorrow,” he mumbled.
Anxiety crept in as we headed back to our room. The time away was supposed to help us. Do us some good but instead, it looked like the problems from our lives followed us to paradise. “Brett?”
He swiped the key into the door of our room and pushed it open. “Yeah?”
I kicked the door closed and leaned against it.
He walked to the bed and faced me. “What?”
I licked my lips, letting my gaze travel down his body. His loose beige pants hung low on his hips, the light blue t-shirt showing off tanned thick arms. My mouth watered. Veins protruded from his forearms. Every time he moved, his muscles rippled fluidly.
A grin spread on his face as he closed the distance between us. By the time he reached me, we were both naked. All thoughts of people trying to ruin our relationship forgotten.
NINE
“Close your eyes and open your mouth,” Brett whispered in my ear. Although his voice was quiet, low, it was firm and strong. I listened. Willingly.
I did as he said when something round pressed between my lips. My tongue licked over the ball that was in my mouth. The metal soon became hot as my breathing deepened. After being woken the next morning by a light swat on the ass, my brain was still fuzzy.
Soft fabric covered my eyes before Brett tied it behind my head. “Feel, lover. That’s it. No touch, no sight, no speaking. Just feel. Feel my hands on you.” He made a point of running his hands down the length of my body, massaging and kneading a path in their wake. “Feel me.”
I nodded. I did. I felt him everywhere. Before he touched me, I knew what it would feel like. My body, familiar and accustomed to his ways but he always surprised me. Left me panting and wanting with need. A desire so strong, it was mind controlling.
“Your skin is vibrating,” he crooned, placing sharp bites and soft kisses on my shoulder blades.
I moaned and whimpered. Mewing sounds left the back of my throat as the two senses mixed as one. He would bite and then kiss and then bite again, not giving me enough time to get over the first nip. His mouth grazed down my spine, his teeth biting into me every so often. My mind reeled. My eyes rolled back into my head. Who knew that being bit could feel so good?
“I could eat you up. Devour your body completely,” he husked. “Leaving you aching and panting for more. You always want more, don’t you, my little vixen?” he breathed against my tail bone.
I nodded.
“I’ll give you more. I’ll give you everything you ever dreamed of. Those erotic fantasies that you were too ashamed to share with your other boyfriends.” He gripped my ass, digging his fingers into my flesh. “Well my sweet Evvie. With me? You won’t have to be ashamed. I will please every dark, passionate, delicious,” he husked between kisses. “fantasy.”
My breath caught in my throat. I did have fantasies. Always about a dark lover who could please my every waking desire and more. What woman didn’t? She was lucky enough to find that one person who could appease her appetite. Her hunger. I found mine in Brett.
“You would like that, wouldn’t you? You want me to fill that hunger deep inside of you? Curb your craving for dark erotic love making?” He fisted my hair and pushed my face into the mattress, breathing hard against my neck. “Is that what you want?”
I frowned. Or tried to with a ball shoved in my mouth.
“I don’t make love?” he asked, taking the question right out of my thoughts.
I nodded.
“Every time, I’m inside of you, it’s making love. No matter how rough, how gentle, how delicious,” he purred. “It’s always making love to you.”
I panted. But I wanted more. I wanted proper normal love making. At least once. I wanted to know what it would feel like with him. He knew that. I just had to be patient.
“But right now...” He leaned into me, his erection pressing against my ass. “It won’t be making love. It will be pure raw animalistic fucking.”
My pussy throbbed, the liquid from my center running down my inner thigh. God, he hadn’t even touched me yet and I was turned on more than ever.
“I crave you,” he growled and grabbed my hands before pinning them behind my back. He tied something around them and grunted in approval.
My heart raced. I was completely and utterly restrained under him.
“I always preferred to have your hands on me but right now, seeing you bound and gagged, spread open for me…” His hand caressed my ass. “I think I prefer this. I can do whatever I want and you can’t stop me, Evvie. Now this is control.”
My breathing picked up and I moaned when his fingers dug into the flesh of my rear.
“Your cunt is soaked and hungry for me. Your greedy body wants my cock.” He leaned down to my ear. “You like being restrained, Evvie?”
I nodded, spreading my legs more.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked, moving down the length of my body.
I whimpered and nodded again.
His rough hands spread me open, kneading into my ass cheeks. “God, I love your ass.”
I cried out when teeth bit into the flesh. The white hot pain spread over me and when Brett did it again, I bucked, arching under his touch. More.
He lifted me onto all fours, holding onto my bound hands while he brushed the tip of his cock over my core. “Prepare to be fucked, lover.”
I inhaled a gasp as he thrust into me hard. A shudder tore through me, my body opening to him as he drove in and out of me with a speed we both craved. My cries of pleasure were muffled by the metal ball in my mouth but that didn’t stop me from letting him hear how good he was making me feel.
Tingles spread over my skin as his thrusts deepened. His long thick cock hit the bundle of nerves setting me off. I screamed, my body clenching around him. I shook and trembled but that only encouraged him to power into me harder.
“Come again,” he demanded.
I moaned, my muscles contracting and twitching from the hard use.
“Your pussy’s nice and hot.” His thrusts slowed and he pulled out of me. “Nice and swollen.”
My body shook as his fingers pushed through my folds, rubbing gently over my engorged clit.
The tip of his cock ran from my center to the puckered opening between my ass cheeks, coating me with the juices from my center. “You’re going to take me everywhere, Evvie.”
Although I couldn’t see anything with the blindfold on my face, my eyes widened.
Brett grabbed the ball from between my lips. “I want to hear you scream my name as I take complete possession of your body.”
My heart raced. “I…”
“What, Evvie?” he asked, rubbing his cock over the tight opening at my rear.
“No man has ever…” I swallowed, my throat dry.
“I know.” He placed a light kiss on my tail bone. “I’ll be gentle…at first.”
***
My body stirred, the sound of clicking keys invading my thoughts. I rolled over onto my side, opening my eyes to find Brett sitting across from his laptop, working away.
I looked at the clock. 9:00am.
We were on vacation and he was still working. Had he even gone to bed yet? He woke me originally at 6:00am and let me go back to sleep after he bound and gagged me.
The skin around my wrists were tender, tingling to the touch. Red lines marked them and I smiled, knowing what he had done. Where he had been. Oh God, he had taken me everywhere. To new heights. New beginnings. Many firsts for me and I loved every moment of it.
I rose from the bed, the cool air caressing my naked skin, sending a shiver down my back.
I stepped up behind him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, placing a soft kiss on his neck.
“What are you doing up, lover?” he asked, while he continued to type away on the keyboard.
“I could ask you the same thing,” I said, my voice hoarse from lack of sleep and the many times I screamed his name through the night. I curled my hand around his throat and nipped his jaw.
He grabbed my wrist, kissed the red marks and in a quick move, pulled me onto his lap. “I should bend you over my lap and spank that delicious ass of yours for interrupting my work.”
I grinned and straddled his hips, pushing my naked chest against his. “You work too much, lover boy.”
His hands roamed down my naked back before cupping my ass. “It’s not really work when I enjoy it.”
Running my hands through his hair, I placed a soft kiss on his mouth. “Do you enjoy it?”
He searched my face, his lips turning up at the corners. “I do. It gives me a sense of security for me and mine.”
I smiled. “But you need to take a break every now and again.”
“Do I? And what kind of break would that be?”
I licked between his lips, the scruff of his jaw scratching my cheeks.
“Hmm…you want something, my little vixen?” he asked, smacking me hard on the ass.
I jumped, the slight pain turning into burning pleasure as my skin heated under his touch. “Yes. Please,” I breathed.
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