by Kym Grosso
As he removed his hand, she licked her lips. “I can think of other things I’d like to pair with that wine.”
Braelynn squealed as he slowly tilted his glass, the red liquid flowing over her breast. A stream ran down her stomach.
“Lars…” she said, stilling so as not to spill the wine onto the carpet.
“Tonight, Brae, how about we see how far we can go?” Lars never broke eye contact as his mouth lowered to the swell of her breast. Warmth radiated from her skin, and his cock stiffened as his lips brushed over her sensitive peak.
Something about the lovely doctor drove him to test her boundaries. Over a lifetime, he’d taken risks, yet with Braelynn, he played with fire. Introducing her into his erotic world sent his adrenaline soaring. Keep her forever, his heart told him. She’s leaving, his mind argued. In this moment, none of it mattered. They’d enjoy each other, and he’d deal with the consequences in the morning.
His tongue darted out over her nipple, lapping the wine off her skin. Circling her areola, he licked and kissed his way down toward her belly. His mouth hovered above her hip. As he gently bit at her flesh, she cried his name.
The sound of her pleading voice turned his dick to concrete. Jesus, no woman had ever made him so fucking stiff. As his shaft rammed against the constraining fabric of his shorts, he thought he’d come. He shucked them off, and his cock sprang free. Lifting his head, he sucked a deep breath, composing himself.
She sighed, her heavy-lidded eyes gazing at him. As she brought her fingertips to her mouth, Lars thought he’d lose it. But with the careful restraint he’d honed over the years, he simply let his eyes roam over her, taking in every inch of her creamy skin.
“And so you want me to experience?” she breathed, her palm falling to her breast.
“Experiences are special. Like snowflakes, each is unique. Unforgettable. Beautiful.”
“But snowflakes melt. Disappear forever.”
“True, but it’s the moments in time that count. We can never capture a memory. You can take a picture. A video. But that feeling inside your chest, the one you felt when your heart was pounding? Fear. Excitement.”
“And what memories are we making tonight?”
“We watched fireworks. Made some of our own.” His fingers brushed over her hip, teasing her skin. “We ate a meal.”
“True, but it wasn’t at all what I expected.”
“Better than what you expected? That is the question.”
“Yes.” She smiled.
“Then about this wine. We shouldn’t waste it.” Lars brought the rim of the glass to her lips, but she laughed, recoiling slightly. Her eyes went dark with desire as he persisted, her mouth parting to accept it.
“Lars,” she breathed.
“Did you enjoy Seth watching?” His palms slid toward the crease between her legs. Lars detected her trembling as his fingers trailed a line over her mound.
“Yes.” Her hips shifted upward, seeking friction. Denying her control over the sensation, his fingers hovered over her skin. The games had begun, and little did she know all he’d planned.
“Do you want to fuck him?”
“No.”
Her quick response held an air of truth, yet he suspected a latent desire to explore her sexuality existed. “Would you play? Just the three of us?”
“I…I don’t know. I don’t think I could make love to anyone else.” She paused as he dragged a finger through her wet folds, rewarding her for her candid response. “But…the way you make me feel. I want to do things with you Lars…things I never thought I’d want to do.”
“Things, huh? Things are good.” He gave a small chuckle, pleased with her response.
“I know we haven’t known each other for long. But the things we’ve been doing, like at Altura? It was amazing. I’ve wanted to experiment in the past, but I’ve been scared,” she confessed. “I feel safe with you…to do these things.”
“Do you now?” Lars positioned himself between her legs, lying on his stomach.
“The secrets, Lars…before this is all said and done, I’ll tell you what I can. If it weren’t for some of this being classified…just know that I want to tell you everything. As far as being with you…I want to do everything.”
“This wine. You know, it tastes much better on you than it does in this glass. Stay very still, little fox.”
Lars slowly dribbled the burgundy spirit below her pelvis, delighting in her compliance. He noted how she resisted the urge to move, tensing as the cool liquid rushed between her legs. He set the glass aside, and pressed his palms to her inner thighs, his tongue flitting over her wet skin. Delaying his gratification, he savored the sweet flavor, licking and sucking until he reached her glistening pussy.
“Lars, please,” Braelynn pleaded.
As he dragged his tongue through her swollen lips, he reveled in her soft moans. Her sweet delicious juices tasted of rich berries, but it was her begging that left his rigid shaft throbbing. Flicking over her swollen nub, he pressed his fingers into her tight core. She contracted around him, and he added another thick digit. Pumping into her, he smiled as her core clamped around him. Lapping at her clit, he sucked it into his mouth, continuing his relentless assault. His fingers curled up into her slick heat, tantalizing her sensitive skin.
“Lar…fuck…please,” she screamed, shivering as her release rocked through her.
Lars withdrew his fingers, but still focusing on his task, he leisurely lapped at her pussy. As he milked the last sensual shudder, he lifted his gaze to meet hers. Smiling, he rose and pressed onto his feet, and Braelynn moaned in protest.
“Be right back, sweetheart. We’re just getting started.” Lars licked his lips, and gave his cock a firm stroke. As he strolled into his office and retrieved his special gifts, he smiled, delighting in the anticipation of his surprise.
Chapter Sixteen
Braelynn’s mind raced as Lars left her shivering in the haze of her climax. After she’d made dinner, she swore she wouldn’t make love to him again. Having sex in front of everyone at the party had been exhilarating. But the immediate distance he’d set between them tore her apart. After he’d pawned her off to a staff member, she’d fought the tears through her anger.
She’d made an ass of herself tripping and tumbling down the yard, but it had been a blessing in disguise. Seth had come to her rescue, lifting her mood by joking about the fireworks. While their conversation had been laced with sexual innuendo, he’d helped her to the car, careful not to cross any lines. A small touch, a gentle laugh, a seed of intimacy had been planted.
Her thoughts returned to Lars. She was addicted to him like a drug. Although she was conflicted about what had happened at Altura, he’d ignited flames that could not be extinguished. Like a cat chasing a mouse, he toyed with her, letting her go and drawing her in again, ever so slowly exposing her feelings. It crushed and aroused her at the same time. Saying goodbye would devastate her, yet she couldn’t resist the game.
As she lay bared on the carpet, shuddering from the mind-blowing orgasm, she breathed deeply. Where did he go? She’d expected him to make love to her but he’d once again left her alone. A shuffling behind the sofa brought a smile to her face and she glanced up to see him standing above her. Like a Greek God, Lars’ powerful body glistened in the light of the fire. She smiled and caught the amusement in his expression as her eyes darted to his cock and back up to him.
“I brought you a gift,” he offered.
His devious grin should have been a warning, but Braelynn’s body ran wild with desire, ignoring the red flag. Hell, he could have been waving a burning torch in front of her, and she’d lie waiting for his next test. She craved his touch, her heart pounding in anticipation.
“You are a brave one.” Lars bent to her, concealing the item. “I’ve got you a toy. You see, Doctor, I hadn’t planned to keep you for the weekend but luckily I have elves who happily deliver for me.”
“Hmm…toys, huh. Have I been a
good girl?” She laughed.
“Toys are for bad girls, too. I’d like to think you are a little of both.”
“Even good girls make mistakes.” She’d always followed the rules. Dotted her I’s, crossed her T’s. One misstep didn’t make her bad. Flawed. Human. Real.
“While I’d love to spank you for flirting with Seth tonight, I’m going to let it slide. No, tonight is about us. And this.” He held up a clear piece of shimmering glass, but Braelynn couldn’t quite make out what it was. So pretty, it sparkled in the light. “It’s for you.”
“A gift? For me? You shouldn’t have,” she teased.
Butterflies danced in her stomach as she wondered what it was and what he had planned. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t enjoyed her own personal pleasure tools over the years. But she’d only visited the naughty store a few times, never venturing further than the vibrating section. Paddles and nipple clamps scared her way too much for her to even peek down that aisle.
“Time is of the essence.”
“So what is it? Bigger than a breadbox?” She cocked her head, raising an eyebrow.
“You’d surely hope not, sweetheart.” His sexy smile widened as he knelt before her. “You like surprises?”
“Does it matter?” she countered, suspecting that she’d accept all he had to give.
“Ah, so that’s how we are playing it? I knew I liked you.”
Braelynn squealed as he rushed toward her, quickly flipping her onto her stomach. She moaned as his strong fingers slid up her waist, resting on her shoulders. His low masculine voice was steeped in tranquility. With his palms on her skin, relaxation came instantly, and she struggled to listen to his words.
“My cock is so fucking hard for you, sweetheart. But sometimes we delay what we want. Practice patience, knowing all the while the experience will be even more amazing than we ever imagined.”
Braelynn sighed as the warmth of his fingers trailed down her back, hovering ever so slightly above her skin. The denial of his touch sent tendrils of desire rippling through her body. By the time he reached the swell of her bottom, her pussy flooded in arousal. She buried her face in her arms, gasping as he speared a finger inside her wet core.
“Ah…yes.”
“Jesus, Brae. This pussy of yours…hmm…so nice.”
“Lars…” Braelynn’s cheeks heated. The way Lars spoke to her both shocked and aroused her.
“And this.” He dipped his thumb into her wet heat, withdrew it and probed her puckered hole.
“This pretty little ass of yours. I want to fuck you here but that’s not something we can rush into. No, the best we can do…a little training is in order. Lift up, easy now.”
“A little what?” She complied as he settled a cushion under her pelvis, raising her bottom nearly a foot off the floor. Her knees grazed the carpet, and the cool air brushed over her as he spread her legs further apart.
“Your pussy…I just need another taste.” His shortened beard brushed over her inner thigh, his breath warm on her skin.
She sighed as the tip of his tongue darted inside her wet heat. He teased open her aching lips, pressing it inside her core. A thumb circled her anus, and she briefly tensed at the foreign sensation. As the tip of his finger dipped inside her ass, she released a sigh. Her tight little hole clamped down on his finger, and she sucked a breath as he lapped at her clit.
The rush of another orgasm edged closer as he seated his thumb deep inside her bottom. She moaned, tilting her hips back and forth, his fingers stroking her bead.
“Aw, sweetheart,” he whispered into her pussy, giving it a final kiss.
“Oh God, please, no. Don’t stop.”
“I’m not going anywhere. Just going to make this a little easier.”
As he continued to pump inside her tight hole, she startled as the cool liquid drizzled down her cleft.
“Lars, I don’t know…” He withdrew his finger, and she immediately sensed the loss and protested. “No, please…I liked that.”
“You like this, little fox, don’t you? Would you like me to fuck you in the ass?”
“No, no, I just…”
She cried out loud as a sharp slap landed on her bottom. “No lying.”
“I wasn’t lying…I just…” Confusion swept through her as she tried to reconcile her dark desire. The sweet sting of his palm to her ass drove her wild with need, her juices dripping onto her thigh.
“The truth,” he demanded, caressing her sore cheek.
“I can’t…ugh.” She buried her head into her hands, crying out as he slapped the other side. The slice of the pain caused her pussy to contract, and she swore she’d come within seconds. “Ah, shit. Yes, fuck. I don’t know. I just like when you had your fingers inside me.”
“That’s a good girl,” he praised her, brushing the hair away from her face so she could see the rounded toy he planned on using.
“Please…I can’t…I need…”
“Easy now, sweetheart. I’m going to go slow.”
Braelynn bit her lip as he trailed the tip of the plug over her anus. Her heart pounded at his touch. The only anal play she’d ever engaged in had been with Lars and never in her life had she put anything inside herself.
“I don’t know…maybe we shouldn’t.” Panic rose in her voice.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. I need you to breathe. It might sting a little at first but I promise it’ll pass.”
Braelynn sucked a breath as the slick glass slowly pressed through her tight ring of muscle. Concentrating on his voice, she lost focus as his fingers began to circle her clitoris. Pleasure and pain mixed in delicious harmony as he continued to insert it deeper.
“That’s a girl. Push back on me.”
“It feels…please…just…I need…” Her hands went to her breasts as she begged him for release.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Brae. I could come just watching you. There you go. It’s all the way inside you.”
“Oh God, Lars…I need you to fuck me now… please, I’m going to come.”
“I just need you a little higher.”
“What? No. I need you inside me now,” she cried
“I want you to stand up for me.”
“Why?” A rush of air expelled from her lungs. The sting of the plug began to subside but her orgasm grew ever closer. Her hips pumped into his fingers, her swollen nub tingling.
“I want to see you, all of you,” he told her.
As he removed his hands from her pussy and gently slid them under her belly easing her upward, she cried for mercy. “Lars, I can’t. I’m so close.”
“Oh, I know you are. That sweet little pussy of yours is so ready for me but first I want …this…your lips.”
Braelynn knelt, the plug tight inside her ass. Her body screamed for his touch, yet he was nowhere. Uncomfortable and aroused, she closed her eyes and attempted to breathe deep and slow, feeling as if she’d come undone. As she blinked them open, the heat of his body was immediate. Lars towered above her. She caught sight of his enormous erection and smiled.
“Suck it,” he told her, dragging its tip along her lips. As she went to reach for him, he corrected her. “No hands. Just your mouth. Open for me….that’s it.”
Her heart sped at his demand. Without hesitation she dragged her tongue over his slit, tasting his salty essence. His hand fisted her hair as he pressed his cock deep into her mouth. Her eyes looked up into his, as she swallowed him down to the root. Her ass tightened around the toy, and she shivered at the sensation, craving him inside her.
She moaned, sucking and licking every inch of his hardness. Aware she was on her knees, allowing him to fuck her mouth, the control was all hers. The sting on her scalp told her she’d brought him to the edge like he did to her. As her head tilted backward, she gave a small laugh, hearing the sound of his panting above her.
“Fuck, Brae. You feel so good. I need you up here….now.”
With his fist still wrapped around her thick locks, she acce
pted his hand and he helped her to her feet. Slowly she shuffled toward the edge of the sofa, until her legs were against its arm.
Braelynn felt his possession down to her soul as he held her tight, his mouth crushing onto hers. Rough and passionate, he kissed her. Lust morphed into love, and she grew dizzy from her churning emotions. She lost her inhibitions, the drugging sensation causing her knees to go weak. As he tore his lips from hers, she heaved a breath, unsure of what he’d do next.
“I want to watch you come again.”
“What?” she asked breathlessly.
The buzz of an instrument caught her attention and she glanced down to the long thin device. She had no idea where he’d hidden it but knew he’d deliberately kept it a surprise. Its rounded tip grazed over her slippery folds, and she jumped, her hand clutching onto his shoulder for support. Her forehead lolled onto his chest as her back hole contracted around the plug.
“Look at you. You’re amazing,” he said, his head dipping down to capture her nipple in his mouth. His eyes flared with sensuality as he kissed her breast.
Braelynn trembled, heaving for breath as the intense vibrations rippled through her pussy. Her bottom, so full, tightened. He teased over her clitoris, bringing her to the edge until tears streamed down her face.
Never in her life had she known a man like Lars Elliott. He was a hurricane, sweeping her out to sea and slamming her back against the shore. He pushed every button, giving her no quarter, bringing her a surreal pleasure she’d never experienced.
“Please, Lars…I’ve got to come…I can’t…” Her fingernails dug into his flesh, holding on for dear life as he hovered it over her sensitive bud. Exploding, she came hard and fast. Screaming his name, she shook in his arms. Her mouth found his shoulder, and she bit down onto his flesh, a fresh orgasm rolling though her.