Heart of Steele

by Randi Alexander

Chapter Nine

  They walked into the bathroom and Steele pulled on the sweatpants he’d left there earlier. He focused on getting his shaft to relax, but with Tracy bending over and collecting her clothes, it was hard. Literally.

  She carried her clothes and they headed down the hall to her room. “I’ll be a couple minutes.”

  He kissed her, a quick press of lips just meant to show her how much he liked her. “I’ll be in the kitchen.” As he walked away, he poked at his feelings a bit. He liked her, had fun with her—both in and out of bed—and really cared about the things she kept secret in her life.

  When he had the pizza rewarming in the microwave, he leaned against the counter. Was it just that sexual click she’d talked about, or was it more for her, too? Fuck if he wasn’t getting attached already.

  She came downstairs wearing the blue robe his caretakers had bought for her and floppy pink slippers on her feet. They sat at the kitchen island eating pizza and drinking beer while they watched the storm intensify.

  He talked about his conversation with Chase the night before—well, the parts of the conversation that dealt with Reno and their baby. Nothing about the viral video they’d unintentionally starred in.

  She told stories about snowstorms in Montana and he started to see a picture of her life. Poor, some alcohol abuse involved, and something with her brother from the way she rarely mentioned him.

  When they’d finished eating, she peeled back the shoulder of her robe to reveal a floral strap. “I’ve got my suit on. It almost fits.”

  He tugged at the robe. “Let me be the judge of that.”

  “Uh uh.” Shifting away, she raised her brows. “Not until you’re in your trunks.”

  “I think I’ve got a pair of them somewhere.” He slung his arm around her shoulders and they walked through the house and out into the pool room. “Help yourself to a drink, if you want one.” He ducked into the changing room and grabbed one of the pairs of trunks he kept hanging in there.

  He didn’t use the pool unless his niece and nephew were here, and then he was in it for hours at a time. He missed those kids. Val brought them here for the last family birthday because Steele couldn’t get away from LA for more than a day. They loved it here, but looking back, it’d been selfish of him to make five people travel to him, instead of just making room in his schedule to get to them.

  He stepped out into the glass pool room and spotted Tracy in her floral one-piece suit dipping a toe into the hot tub.

  “Mm.” The things he could do to her in the hot tub.

  ****

  Tracy shivered despite the warmth of the room. With the gray snow clouds blocking the sun, and flakes falling all around the room, she felt exposed, standing there alone. Then she spotted Steele walking toward her.

  His trunks were dark red plaid, and his smile rivaled the sun on a bright LA day. “You want some water? Anything?” He stopped at the bar and grabbed a can of beer.

  “I’m okay, thanks.” She pulled her hair up into a ponytail and twisted it around to make a bun. “Can we get in the spa first? I’m chilled.”

  Cracking the can open, he walked toward her. “Sure.” He helped her in then slid in next to her.

  The heat warmed her all the way to the middle of her bones. “This is nice.”

  Sitting across from her, one arm stretched along the ledge of the spa, he drank his beer. “You’ve spent more time in water today than you have out of it.”

  Tracy swam across and sat next to him. “It’s like a vacation. I want to do everything, miss nothing.” When he offered her his beer, she took it and finished the last few ounces. Her leg brushed against his, and a tingle of awareness rose in her nipples and deep in her belly.

  His fingers brushed her neck and played with the little hairs at her nape. “I was thinking about that too, Tracy.” He leaned closer, his chest brushing her shoulder. “Doing everything, I mean.” His gaze locked with hers.

  Her hand found his thigh and stroked the length, his light hair silky in the hot water. She understood what he was saying, and wanted exactly the same thing. While she’d had boyfriends, she hadn’t let herself experiment with them. Hadn’t trusted that they were in control of themselves enough to do all the things she wanted to try.

  Steele was more in control than anyone she’d ever met, and she knew she’d be safe with him. She wanted to experiment, and their time was limited. She’d just go for it. “I’d like that, too.” Meeting his stare, she gave him a look that she hoped was a mix of sexy and determined. “I want to go...around the world.”

  His eyes popped open wide. “Oh yeah?” He looked away and blinked a couple times. “That’s exactly what I was thinking.” He slanted a sideways look at her. “What, exactly, does that term mean to you?”

  Thankfully, the heat and steam of the spa had already made her cheeks pink. “I know you think I’m just a country girl who fell off the sugar beet truck, but I’ve been in LA long enough to have learned a few things.”

  His mouth curled up at one side in that cute, crooked grin. “Sugar beet, huh?” He laughed. “How the hell can you talk around-the-world in one sentence, then cash crop in the next?”

  She didn’t mind his gentle teasing. He was trying to put her at ease. “If you’d rather not...” Pushing away, she bit back her own smile.

  He grabbed her arms and pulled her to him, facing him, setting her on his lap with her legs on each side of him. “I’d rather do everything you want, sugarbeet, and a dozen things besides.” As his eyes darkened, his lids lowered. “Now, in your learned opinion...” He grabbed her ass and slid her so her mound pressed against the hard thickness of his erection. “How far around the world have we come already?”

  Tracy ran her hands over his chest, flicking her fingers against his hard, flat nipples. “I don’t know about you, but I’ve come three times already.”

  His laugh rolled out of him. “You know, finding out you have a quirky sense of humor—when I also think you’re gorgeous, sexy, and intelligent—is one of the best surprises of my life.” He ran his hand down her spine, slowly, as his other hand cupped her breast and thumbed her nipple.

  His compliment shocked her. He’d said some kind things, but this was almost a statement of intent. She needed to keep things casual. “I find you sexy, too. I can’t wait to see where in the world you’re going to take me next.”

  “Just one place left to visit.” His hand reached her ass and he slid a finger along her crack, stopping at her anal hole. “Have you ever...?”

  She shook her head. “But I want to.” Her slit contracted just thinking about him taking her there. “I know it’s different. It’s more like pain than when you’re in my pussy.”

  “We’ll start slowly.” His hand slipped underneath the fabric covering her butt. “I’ll stretch you before I take you.” He shivered and his breath came faster. Circling her anus, he pressed against it with one finger. “You’ll tell me if you need me to stop.”

  She nodded, but the excitement of what was about to happen, and the sweet touch of his finger had her core shuddering with pleasure.

  “Wait here.” He set her on the tile seat and jumped out of the spa, walked across the room and through the doors into his man cave. In seconds, he headed back toward her and the erection tenting the front of his trunks gave her chills of delight. He set condoms and a clear bottle of lube on the ledge and walked to a rack of thick, white towels.

  Choosing three of them, he unfolded two of them partially and laid them on top of one another on the edge of the spa. He set the other down next to it.

  He was going to take her in the spa. Despite the warm water, she shivered and pressed her thighs together, wiggling them to increase the pressure in her pussy.

  He peeled off his trunks and climbed in, standing in front of her, magnificent with his big muscles bulging, and his cock pulsing fast and red so close to her mouth.

  She leaned forward to take a taste, and he stepped back.

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�Sugar. I’ve got a hair-trigger around you.” He helped her stand. “If you touch me, I’m not gonna be any good to you for a while.”

  Tracy got to her feet and moved close enough so his cock bumped against her belly. Her hands bracketed his hips. “I need you hard and ready, Steele.” A burst of excitement made her bold. “I need you to slide your cock into my ass and make me come.”

  His eyes rolled back for a second and he growled. “Damn, you know how to make me lose control.” Grasping the straps of her swimsuit, he tugged them down her shoulders.

  She helped strip it off.

  He tossed it and it landed on the pool deck with a splat. Steele wrapped his big hands around her neck and jaw, tipping her head up to meet his lips. His kiss was fast and wild, their breaths mingling and their tongues tangling. He ended the kiss just as quickly.

  With his eyes a stormy gray green, he looked into hers. “Are you sure you’re ready for this, Tracy?”

  His hands shook slightly. It must have taken all his willpower to stop and ask her this.

  “Yes. I want this.” Her belly shivered, sending chills up her spine and to her nipples. With his help, she stood on the submerged ledge and settled herself face-down on the towels, her ass in the air, her legs spread, her feet and calves in the water. She opened her pussy wide for him.

  Outside the window, the snow fell heavily, piling against the outside, creating that cozy hideaway she’d been longing for.

  Steele rubbed his palms over her hips and up her back, then down her spine to hold her butt cheeks. “You are sexy, woman.” His words came out as a rumble. “You make me want you every second we’re together.”

  If he kept talking, she’d come just listening to him. Her pussy lips swelled and she could feel her juices flowing, slicking her inside.

  He pressed his face into her opening, licking and kissing her lips, her clit, stabbing his tongue into her slit. Spreading her cheeks further apart, he traced his tongue up until he touched her anal hole.

  “Beautiful. Your little rosebud.” He licked circles around it. “Wanting me to take it. Wanting my cock inside you.”

  Her core convulsed and her pussy quivered. “Yes. Please.”

  “Slow down.”

  Was he talking to her or himself?

  With a snap of latex, he was sheathed and pressing the knob of his cock to her slit.

  Cool drops landed on her anus, and his finger smeared them over the sensitive puckered flesh. A quick push, and his fingertip eased inside her as he thrust his hips forward and slid his cock into her pussy.

  Her legs shook as the intensity of the pleasure ran wild up her spine and made swirls of light dim her thoughts.

  With small strokes of his cock inside her, he worked his finger in circles inside her butt hole. A few more drops of lube hit her back there, then he added a second fingertip.

  A twinge of pain mixed with the pleasure of his shaft filling her core.

  More lube, and he pushed a third fingertip inside her anus. He circled them and spread them, stretching her, preparing her for his big penis.

  “How is that, sugar?” His breath sped. “Is it okay?”

  “Better than okay. It’s amazing.” She closed her eyes and concentrated on the pleasure of his touch.

  After a few minutes, he slipped his cock from her pussy and his fingers from her anal hole. More lube cooled her back there.

  She heard the wet noises of him spreading gel on the condom covering his cock.

  This was it. She was going to take his shaft up her ass.

  Hot and slick, his head touched her butt hole. “Tell me if I need to stop.”

  “Mm hm.” The way her body twitched and shimmered, there’d be no stopping until they both came.

  He pressed his knob against her opening and with a ripple of discomfort, he was inside her up to the crown. When he didn’t move, she looked over her shoulder. His teeth gritted, he stared off to the side, taking deep, even breaths.

  Such a caring man. But right now, she wanted him to take her, to make this happen, hard and fast. She tipped her hips back and forth, rubbing her sphincter muscles against the ridge of his knob.

  His hands gripped her hips. “Aw, fuck.” His face tightened and he held his breath.

  “I’m ready for more.” Tracy took a deep breath and relaxed every muscle in her bottom.

  “I’ll go slow.” He said the words fast. A fraction at a time, he pushed into her, steadily sliding his cock in, stretching her muscles and sending a mixture of pain and pleasure rolling through her belly.

  She’d never experienced anything like the ecstasy of being filled deep inside and the twinges that seemed to magnify the sensual bliss. Dropping her head to the towel, she closed her eyes and let sensation take over.

  With a few more pushes, Steele’s hips pressed tight against her ass. He must be fully inside her. His hands tightened on her and he let out an unsteady breath. “You good, sugar?”

  “Mmmm, I’m very good.” She twerked her hips a little, feeling him deep inside her, starting more pinpricks of pleasant ache rolling from her anal opening.

  He jerked and a growl left his chest. “Yeah.” Pulling his cock out of her just a bit, he pumped back in, his balls slapping her pussy. “Still good?”

  “Still good, and still wanting more.” She’d heard of pain sluts. Was she becoming one of them? Or was it just having Steele take her this way that turned the discomfort into naughty pleasure?

  Slowly he withdrew and pushed back in a dozen times before he started picking up speed. “You’re so hot and fucking tight, Tracy. Aw, hell.”

  Through the sweet pleasure heating her body and fuzzing her brain, she smiled. She hadn’t heard him cuss before, other than an indiscernible mumble. Her pussy tingled, her clit throbbed for his touch, and her hips and lower back tightened with waves of ecstasy.

  His breath puffed out, hitting her back and cooling her moist flesh. He worked faster, sliding out and plunging in deeper each time.

  A spark of energy shimmied along her spine to whirl in her brain. She’d hold off her orgasm as long as she could to come with him. Pleasure/pain was all she could focus on, and the sensation took her to a higher level than she’d ever known.

  Steele’s fingers gripped her hips tighter and his movements became jerky. He slid one hand to her mound and eased one finger in to touch her clit.

  Just that pressure sent electric spikes through her core and up her back to start the synapses in her brain sparking. “Come with me, Steele. Don’t make me come alone.”

  “Sugar.” He rubbed his finger over her nub. “I’m right there.” The words came with a rush of breath. “Do it for me, Tracy. Scream my name when you climax.”

  His words, his finger flicking her clit, his cock slamming into her, sent her exploding into space. All through her body, heat and sparks flared, the sexy pain at her anus expanded into a lovely ache throughout her belly and she screamed. “Steele! Oh God yes, Steele!”

  He grunted and shouted as his movements behind her became manic. “You’re amazing, Tracy. I need you.” He shoved still deeper and his cock inside her pulsed. “Now, sugar. Now.”

  She floated, the orgasm taking over every cell, skittering along each nerve, and flowing through her blood like lava.

  Behind her, he slowed his thrusts, low, satisfied moans coming from his chest.

  The cry that left her lips surprised her and as she came back from heaven and reconnected with her body, she realized she was crying, tears pouring from her eyes.

  Steele jerked to a halt. “Tracy? Oh shit, Tracy, are you okay?”

  Chapter Ten

  “Yes, I’m fine.” Tracy laughed. “I don’t know why... That’s never happened before.” Lying on the towels at the edge of the spa, she wiggled her feet in the hot water. “It just happened.”

  Easing his shaft from her, Steele grabbed the extra towel, probably to deal with the condom.

  She just lay there, exploring the wonderful tightness and pulse
s coming from her whole bottom. And wondering why she’d started crying. She used the towel to dry her face, then Steele’s hands helped her stand in the spa, turned her into his arms, and she let herself collapse onto him.

  He sat with her on his lap, taking them into the water up to their necks. “Sugarbeet, are you sure you’re okay?” He smoothed back loose hairs from her face and kissed her gently on her cheeks, her nose, her jaw.

  Her chest swelled at his kind concern and tender care. “Yes, I’m perfect.” She let him hold her like a baby, his hands caressing her under the water, his cheek pressed to her temple.

  “I’ve heard of it. People crying or laughing when they orgasm.” He shrugged. “Just never experienced it.”

  She laid her hand on his chest, over his heart. “It was the most intense experience of my life.” As she said it, she realized it was probably something she shouldn’t have told him if she wanted to break free after their time in the mountains. It felt right to tell him, though, as if the shared experience was something they’d both remember.

  His arms tightened around her. “I’m planning on giving you plenty more, Tracy.”

  Relaxing, she let herself rely on him to keep her from going under.

  “Now that you’ve been around the world, what’s next on your itinerary?”

  She chuckled. “I’d like to visit a few places again, maybe see what they look like from different positions.”

  Under her leg, his shaft grew hard. “I’m happy to take you anywhere, anytime.”

  “The water...” She yawned. “I’m getting sleepy.”

  He sat her up. “We’ve probably been in long enough.” Turning his head toward the pool, he grinned. “C’mon. I’ve got something I’d like to show you.”

  “Uh huh.” She stood. “I’ve heard that line before.”

  He wagged his brows at her. “You’ll see plenty of that later.” He got up and helped her out of the spa and down the steps into the pool.

  It wasn’t as cold as she thought it would be, and she took a quick lap while he waded to where the pool flowed to the outdoor portion. She swam to him as he clicked a knob and swung open a small door in the glass wall. It was just large enough for them to walk through to the outdoor space.