by Ada Pierce
Anticipation filled me as I pulled the card out and read it.
Meet me at eight. 2290 West Gray St. #57
Wear something sexy-
Parker
I sat there frozen. So it wasn’t just a one night stand. I wasn’t clear on how he could have found me, but I was also not sure I cared. Just sitting at my desk with this notecard had me thinking of our last encounter.
The memory of him thrusting into me with such power and confidence as we overlooked the city, bared for the world to see, was exquisite. I very much wanted to see Parker again. I also wanted to know what the orange lilies meant. I typed the question into the internet search page and waited for a response.
Shit, Parker was suave. Orange lilies symbolized passion. I looked forward to rekindling that passion tonight. My mind was now on anything but work. Giving up for the day, I grabbed my bag and flowers and headed out.
By the time I made it home, I was a giant ball of nerves. The anticipation was killing me. I didn’t know what would happen. With Parker, any amount of pleasure and perversion were possible.
I decided on a long hot bath to help me relax. The bubbles filled the tub and the scent of mandarin orange flooded my senses. I slipped into the hot liquid and let it scorch my flesh. It was a painful pleasure, just like Parker was.
An hour later, I drained the now tepid water and dried off. Butterflies were fluttering in my stomach and I was a wreck. I wasn’t the sexiest girl, but I pulled out what I did have in my closet to wear.
I put on a pink corset, sheer pink panties, matching garter and black stockings. Observing myself in the mirror, I took in the curves that my lingerie showed and smiled in satisfaction.
The only thing sexy enough that covered the tops of my stockings was my little black dress. It was strapless and just long enough to cover my thighs unless I was sitting down.
I accessorized and expertly did my makeup to look sexy and sultry. Satisfied with my final presentation, I locked up and headed out to my car.
I pulled up to the address he gave me and recognized it immediately. This was his apartment complex. There was a parking garage for my car and I slid the keys in my purse after locking it.
The doorman greeted me as I came to the door and breezed towards the elevator. I was drumming my fingers on my leg as I waited for the elevator to take me to the right floor. When the doors opened, I sprung out and walked to apartment fifty-seven.
I knocked several times in rapid succession before the door swung open. Standing in front of me was a sexy as hell Parker. He was shirtless and wore jeans that hung low on his hips. It was clear he was wearing nothing under them.
Just the visual imagery caused me to swallow hard. He looked me up and down as if he was going to devour me and I shivered. There was so much chemistry between us; it felt like an explosion was imminent.
“I’m glad you made it, my little Bree. Please come in and let me pour you a glass of wine.”
I was still speechless so I just nodded. He shut the door behind me and tugged me by the hand into the kitchen. He handed me a glass of red wine and as nervous as I was, I downed it a little quicker than is normally polite.
He just smiled and downed his own. Then Parker poured us both another glass. He tapped his glass against mine and toasted, “Cheers, to a splendid night together.”
I bit my lip and gave him a meek smile. I wasn’t drunk enough to be as brazen as last night.
“Are you nervous, Bree? Do you need some more wine? Please have another glass.”
I downed the next glass, finally feeling the effects filter through me. My nerves smoothed and I started to relax. Shocking me, Parker set the glass down, and tossed me up on the counter. I felt his stare all the way down to my toes. Warmth pooled inside me and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to keep my distance for much longer.
Parker ran his hands slowly and softly up my legs and tugged at the garter holding up my stockings.
“This is sexy, little Bree.”
He reminded me of a predator waiting to pounce on its prey. He was looking at me with hungry eyes and I was thinking all kinds of indecent thoughts. I wanted a repeat of our last night together. Hell, who was I kidding? I wanted him to do so much more to me.
Tired of talking, I hiked my dress up just enough to pull him between my legs. I ran my fingers all over him, gently scratching with my nails. His eyes fluttered closed and he pulled me flush against him.
I felt his erection against my wet center as our lips collided into each other, like we were starved. I bit down on his lip and clawed at his back. He groaned at the fierceness of my contact. I may be his little Bree, but I was ready for him to take everything from me. I was no longer going to be the innocent girl that I was before Parker turned my life inside out.
His hands gripped my ass tightly and his cock was practically begging for entrance. He broke our kiss long enough to speak softly.
“Not yet, Bree, I have so much more planned for you.”
Parker pulled me off the counter and I straightened my dress out. He turned and left the kitchen and I followed him out. Immediately I recognized our surroundings. We were in the room. The windows were open from floor to ceiling and excitement coursed through me.
“Well, Parker, what will you make me beg for tonight?”
His eyes filled with desire and I knew I had his full attention. He lusted for me, craved me as much as I did him. “Everything, and that’s a promise.”
At that proclamation, I reached down and unbuttoned his pants. He stopped me at the zipper. “Not yet. I have something in mind first.”
Before I even had a chance to gain my bearings, he pulled me to the bed, across his lap. He pulled my dress up, exposing my ass in the pink panties. In one swift motion, he brought his hand down with a crack. I bowed in surprise. He spanked me.
I wanted to tell him to stop, but the shock of it turned me on. Parker spanked the other cheek with equal force and I cried out.
“Have you been spanked before, little Bree?”
“Mm, no, but you can spank me anytime, Parker.”
“I love corrupting you. You are going to be mine, do you hear me? I will have you in every way.”
I sucked in a breath and waited for the words to sink in. Before they had a chance, he spanked me again. I grasped the comforter in my fingers and held on for another spike of pleasurable pain.
“Do you want me to spank you again?”
“Yes, Parker, please.”
His hand came down again and I held on tight as he repeated his ministrations and I cried out, surprisingly close to orgasm. Who knew spanking was so hot?
I understood that I was his. I wanted him to take me in every way that pleased him. My thoughts were cut off when he lifted me up slightly and bit me in the ass.
“Ahhh…” I cried out.
He bit down hard on the other cheek and I lost it. I spiraled out of control, riding an orgasm that was so powerful, I screamed his name.
When I quieted down and stilled, he pulled me up and straddled me on his lap. I looked up into those green eyes and saw the satisfaction in them. He was enjoying this game. I was being unraveled one string at a time.
“That turned me on, Bree. I’m painfully hard now.”
The words filled me and I was unable to control myself. I quickly unzipped his jeans and maneuvered them out from under me. He sprang free and my eyes glittered up into his. Parker pulled off my dress and held me at arm’s length to take me in.
“Damn, that’s sexy, little Bree.”
Chapter 6
I wanted more. I stopped anymore from coming out of his mouth by sealing his with mine. My tongue explored and I pressed my wet core against the hard ridges of his penis. I ground into him and he growled into my mouth.
My nipples strained against the pink corset, my breasts heaving. I felt empowered on top of him. I broke the kiss to pull his face down to my chest. My breasts were practically falling out of the tight corset. Instead of payin
g attention to them, he pulled me off him and set me down on my feet.
I frowned, but he just grinned. “I want to watch you on your knees, taking me. I want to fuck your mouth.”
The thought of taking his cock in my mouth warmed my insides, turning me to liquid. I remembered the salty taste of him, the fullness as he thrust into me. I loved how in control I felt when he grew enlarged and his come seeped out with force.
Dropping to my knees, I looked up at his lustful expression and licked the pre-cum of his tip. He shuddered at the softness of my tongue brushing his flesh. I grasped him and guided his perfection into my mouth. I started out with gentle licks, making him buck underneath me.
Soon enough, he was riled up. He pulled my hair free of its tie and wrapped his hands in it. I was surprised when he yanked me back by my hair. He tilted my chin so that I could meet his eyes.
“Enough. You are driving me crazy, and I’m not ready for you to swallow me just yet. That was just a warm up. Come here.”
He pulled me up, and positioned me on the bed. My back rested on the silky comforter and anxiety began to fill me as he began to strap me to the bed. First, he cuffed me to the headboard, my arms spread apart.
Parker cuffed one ankle and then the other, leaving me wide open and panting. I was so wet; it was seeping through my pink panties. He sat down next to me and as if reading my thoughts, slid his fingers inside them.
He rubbed my clit with his thumb and slid his index finger inside of me, pressing against that sweet spot. I gasped and raised my ass to meet his hand. I would have used my own hand to cover his, but I was tied up at the moment.
Then, just as quickly, he pulled his hand out and licked my juices of his fingers. “You taste good, little Bree.”
I was beyond excited and crazy with anticipation. With Parker, there was no telling what was going to happen next. That was part of what I loved.
Parker slid up the length of my body, gently kissing his way up my legs, sending me into a frenzy of delight. I hoped he was finally going to give me some relief. No such luck. He moved right past my sex and settled on my chest.
After reaching around and unclasping the eye hooks of my corset, it released. He pulled it off, tossing it on the floor.
He stared down, admiring the view and I grew antsy. Taking my breasts in his hands, he cupped them and brought his mouth to my nipples. He licked each one until they hardened. I closed my eyes as he kissed and sucked, turning me on more.
He nibbled on them at first, and then began to apply more pressure. It was growing more uncomfortable and I began to squirm. Parker bit down with just enough pressure that the pain echoed throughout my body. By the time he bit down on my other nipple, the feeling had migrated directly between my legs.
I was becoming engorged and the blood was pulsating in my most sensitive area. I was turned on beyond anything I had felt before. If he kept playing this game, I was going to have no choice but to beg him.
His lips crushed mine, stopping any words from escaping. He kissed me roughly, sending me into a frenzy. I felt him pressed against me, bowing the fabric between us. I wanted so badly to push them aside and allow him entry.
Our tongues mingled, as he licked and sucked at mine. Then he bit my lower lip hard. It surprised me, although nothing should have surprised me at this point. The shock made me roll my body underneath him, as I pressed against his cock, wishing for relief.
Then, just like that, Parker removed himself from the bed and reached for something on his table. It was an egg. It looked innocent enough, but then it began to buzz. He was bringing a vibrator to play with.
This form of playing had me the most eager. I was so close to teetering over the edge, just having that touch my clit was going to cause an explosion of epic proportions.
He smiled at me and returned to the bed. “Dominating you is such a turn on. I’m going to break you, Bree. You will not only beg for more, you will crave me all the time. It will be so sexy to watch you as I explore every part of your sexuality. We have all the time in the world.”
“I want fucked by you badly right now. I beg you Parker. Give me what I need.”
“Patience is a virtue. Tonight is all about delaying gratification. You will be coming, but I want you to leave here remembering who is in control.”
“You are in control Parker and have been since the moment I met you. I’m yours to do as you please. I want you.”
He just shook his head and bent down between my legs. Pulling my panties to the side, he revealed my wet pussy. I squirmed against his hand, but his other one stilled me. My heart was racing and I wasn’t sure I could take much more.
Parker swiped his tongue up my slit and back down again. I made a strangled moan. He had me so close, I was about to combust. I was full of disappointment when he pulled his mouth away. Then I saw the egg. It would be my salvation. This torture was painful and bittersweet.
He gave me a devilish grin as he brought it down and pressed it against my swollen nub. I was too sensitive. I screamed Parker’s name as I bucked against him. I couldn’t handle it. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes as I struggled to gain control of myself.
Just like that, it had stopped and Parker’s tongue replaced it. Once again, he ran his tongue slowly up and then down my seam. I raised my hips to grind against his mouth. I wanted release. The pain was so overwhelming.
I realized this must be what tantric sex was like. Hearing how powerful the orgasm was in the end, made me hold on just a little longer. I had already begged to no avail.
Parker put my panties back in place and then crawled up towards my head. My hands were still attached to the bed and just seeing him in all his glory above me was nothing short of want. My palms itched to wrap around his length and stroke him.
“Please let me go Parker. I want to suck on your penis.”
“I can’t let you go, but I will allow your mouth to fuck my cock.”
He brought himself just above me and guided himself into my mouth, filling it. All talking ceased and I caressed him with the swirling of my tongue. He groaned and pressed his whole penis deeper inside the recesses of my mouth. It was so deep, I was choking on it.
He began to bob in and out and I hummed, moving my vocal cords against his head. He wrapped his hands in my hair and tugged me forward hard, in one swift motion until his entire cock had entered me. I gagged, but this just spurred him forward. He thrust himself deep as he yanked on my hair.
I should have been offended but, oh hell, I was so turned on. I wanted to make him lose control. I wanted his semen shooting down my throat. I craved the feel of him jerking and pulsating inside my mouth.
Disappointment washed through me when he pulled out, leaving my mouth used and empty. I felt the loss. I wanted him to fuck me so bad that tears were streaming now from denying me the gratification. He swiped at them with the pads of his thumbs and then kissed each spot where the tears had been.
“I can’t handle this Parker. I have to have you. Please let me come.”
I begged and he smiled.
“I’m going to fuck you, little Bree. Although, I won’t be stopping once you come. I want you to ride through the pain until I hear you scream over and over. You are going to experience more pleasure than you have ever had before. Mark my words.”
He took his time positioning himself in front of my opening. I wanted to wrap my legs around him and claw at his shoulders as I rode my high. There would be none of that. Tonight was all about showing me who had the power.
Parker moved my panties to the side, which was beyond soaked at this point. He pressed his tip just inside of my entrance and I threw my head back. Satisfaction was within my grasp. “Are you ready?”
I let out a breathy, “yes.”
That was all he needed to here. He slid inside me so slow, that I bucked against him just to urge him on. Once he had me filled, he cupped my ass cheeks, spreading them apart. He was in me deep. Then, he started. There was no more of a slow pace
. He rammed into me with such force, my eyes widened in shock.
Holy shit. This was going to be intense. His hands never left my ass as he entered me thrust after thrust. His speed was so fast; I wasn’t sure how he could keep control. It was so fast and deep, I was somewhere between pain and pleasure.
Parker tilted me up just slightly, hitting my G-spot. “Oh god, Parker,” I screamed. Wave after wave flowed through me as a kaleidoscope of colors burst behind my eyes. I came hard and long.
He didn’t stop, as promised. I was sensitive and jumpy. He just gripped my hips painfully tight and sped to impossible speeds, ramming himself against me, stinging my flesh.
Then he met that perfect spot again. I cried out so loud, half the building probably heard. My pussy pulsated so tightly, it milked his penis with force. I rode the orgasm beyond any length I thought possible before he pushed into me so hard, my head actually whipped back.
I felt him swell inside me and then warmth spilled as he pulsated. This man had stamina I had never even seen in porn. He was right, that was intense and the gratification was worth all the pain I endured. If he asked, I would do it all over again.
Parker put both hands on my cheeks and brought himself down for a kiss, dick still twitching inside me. I tasted myself and let his mix with mine. We were a tangle of tongues, exploring and needing more.
When he finally pulled away, I was breathless and my heart was still hammering. Silently, he crawled off of me and began to undo my restraints. Once I was free, I sat up, pulling my panties back in place.
I had no clue what to say. There were no words for what I just experienced. I just sat there all doe eyed. Finally Parker chuckled and spoke.
“Was it worth the wait?”
“Mm, hmm, it was, well there are no words to describe that incredible experience.”