Brooke, Leah - Crescendo [The Leah Brooke Collection] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Leah Brooke

  Expecting him to cuddle her the way he had before, she yelped when he flipped her to her stomach and dropped his weight on top of her, only to moan in delight when he wrapped himself around her and buried his face in her hair.

  “Well and truly taken.”

  Julianna giggled weakly, and then moaned when he kissed her hair. “That was wonderful. I don’t think I can move.”

  Steve brushed her hair aside and sank his teeth into the sensitive place between her neck and shoulder. “I’ll bet I can make you move.” His weight shifted, his cock brushing over her bottom.

  Hearing the sound of a drawer opening, Julianna lifted her head. “What are you doing?”

  Shifting slightly to the side, he flung a heavy, muscular leg over both of hers, effectively keeping her from rising.

  “I’m getting the lube and a condom. It won’t be long before even the sight of them will make your ass clench.”

  The threat of having her ass taken had been exciting only minutes ago, but now filled her with trepidation. She squeezed her bottom cheeks in response to his threat, unable to help herself, and stilled at his low chuckle.

  “Like that. Squeezing your ass cheeks isn’t going to keep me out, honey. When I get your ass high in the air, all the squeezing in the world won’t keep me from shoving my cock in your tight little hole.”

  Julianna shivered when he ran a hand over her bottom and pressed the fingers and thumb of one hand against her crease and outward, exposing her hole. The overwhelming vulnerability that washed over her made the warning bells in her head ring at the same time another stronger need forced its way to the surface.

  The need to give herself to him in every possible way.

  Mentally pulling back, she struggled to get a grip on her emotions. “But we just…you can’t…”

  Rolling back on top of her, he pressed his cock against her ass, nibbling at her shoulder. “I know what we just did, but with you it seems I never get enough.”

  God, did he know what it did to her to hear him say things like that?

  It felt so wonderful to have a strong man wrapped around her, one who embraced his masculinity in a way that left her feeling womanly, vulnerable, and desired. It was a heady feeling, but she couldn’t forget his distrust or the way he’d stayed with Erica downstairs.

  “Too bad. Let me up.” She shoved at him, all the anger and hurt rushing back and giving her the strength to defy him. Surprised that she actually managed to knock him aside, she rushed to escape while she still had the willpower.

  A wrestling match ensued, Steve’s superior strength easily overcoming her struggles.

  He laughed at her attempts to break his hold, chuckling when she punched him in the stomach.

  She cursed at him as she fought her way free, using her strong legs to kick at him. Her curses gave way to involuntary laughter at his antics, his hand sliding far too frequently to her breasts and her bottom as he toyed with her.

  “Baby, you keep sliding against me, there’s no telling where my hands will end up. Oh, look. I got a hand full of tight ass.”

  When his finger slid over her clit, she gasped and froze, crying out when he did it again. “Damn it, Steve. You don’t fight fair.”

  “Is that what this is? A fight? You really don’t think you’re getting away from me, do you? I told you I’m not done with you yet.”

  Julianna’s chest heaved as she struggled to get enough air into her lungs. “You’ve had all the fun you’re going to have at my expense.” She slapped at him, growling and trying to buck him off, cursing when he caught her hands in his and raised them back over her head.

  Steve’s grin flashed, full of sinister intent as his eyes raked over her breasts, lifted and completely vulnerable, her pebbled nipples aching for his attention.

  “No, I haven’t. That’s it, keep fighting me, honey. That’s what we both want, isn’t it? I don’t want easy tonight and neither do you.”

  Julianna dug her heels into the mattress and bucked again in a futile attempt to throw him off. “Why don’t you go play your games with Erica? And don’t call me honey.”

  Holding both of her wrists above her head in one of his strong hands, he slid the other down her body, teasing her nipples before placing it over her mound. “Your sister isn’t half the woman you are.”

  She tried to bring her knees up, only to have him throw his leg over them again and press them to the bed. “Sorry I’m not one of those petite little women you can show off like a little doll. Damn it, get the hell off of me. Oh, hell.”

  When his finger delved between her folds, unerringly finding her clit, she sucked in a breath at the wave of pleasure that shot through her. Needing to fight his erotic hold on her, she bucked against him, gasping at the feel of his rough finger against her delicate flesh.

  “Damn you, Steve.”

  “You know how irresistible it is to have a woman who can’t deny me? The way you respond makes it impossible for me to keep my hands off of you. You can curse me all you want, but you’re mine, and by the time we finish here tonight, you’ll know it. Why did you take off that way? After you left, your sister was all over me. You left me with her like you didn’t care what I did.”

  “I don’t. You should have stayed with her.”

  “Why should I have stayed with a whiny, giggling brat when I can have a real woman, one who responds to my every touch?”

  “Go to hell. Oh! Oh, God. Steve, how the hell do you know just how to touch me?” Julianna fought his hold as he pinched her clit and bent to take a nipple between his sharp teeth. Not being able to shake him loose sent her lust soaring, and moving against him this way tugged at her clit and nipple, the sharp bite of pain sending an unexpected jolt of pleasure through her.

  In the past, pain of any sort did nothing but piss her off, but the unexpected jolt of it from Steve while he was in this determined mood just made her hungry for more of it.

  When he raised his head, his eyes hooded and glittering, she realized the extent that he’d held himself back before.

  “You were jealous, weren’t you? Admit it.” His fierce expression hardened even more. “Admit it. Tell me how much it mattered to you that I was down at the restaurant with your sister.”

  The strokes on her clit intensified, and no matter how much she fought him, she couldn’t escape them. “I don’t care who you fuck.” The lie left a bad taste in her mouth. “It’s just sex with us. You don’t even trust me.”

  “I told you I do now. I had my moments when I wondered about you, but not anymore.” He stopped stroking, the cold calculation in his eyes filled with the knowledge and satisfaction that he’d taken her to the edge once again.

  “Now, I want you to be mine.”

  Furious that he not only managed to arouse her so easily, but that he could stop when she was so close to coming, she fought his hold again. Knowing he meant only temporarily, Julianna fought the need to cuddle against him and accept whatever crumbs he offered.

  “There’s nothing between us except sex, and you have no right to ask for anything else.”

  Steve’s eyes darkened. “Then that’s what I’ll take.”

  Flipped once again to her stomach, Julianna arched as Steve ran a hand over the cheeks of her ass and then to the crease, unable to resist this side of him. Intrigued, she wanted to explore this feeling to the fullest, but she couldn’t give in so easily. “You’re a bastard. Do you know that?”

  The friction of the bedspread against her clit threatened to undo her, the silky feel of the bedding against her nipples sending ripples of need to her center. Her pussy clenched, her clit throbbed even as she fought to tighten the cheeks of her ass against his insistent fingers.

  Every movement only increased her arousal. The demanding fingers that spread the cheeks of her ass sent a fresh wave of vulnerability through her and made her ass and pussy clench uncontrollably as need continued to build inside her.

  Rolling on top of her again, Steve linked his fingers wit
h hers over her head, and nibbled at her ear.

  “You have no idea what a bastard I can be.”

  Something in his tone alerted her to a deeper meaning, but when he released her hands and reached for the lube, all thoughts of questioning about it fled.

  He squirted the lube on his fingers and buried his face in her neck. “Say my name.”

  “Kiss my ass.”

  “With pleasure.”

  His lips trailed down her back, sending a combination of heat and shivers through her, shivers that became chills when a lube-coated finger slid into her ass with no warning whatsoever.

  Julianna moaned as her cheeks squeezed against his invasion, and she automatically tried to scoot away. The cold and unrelenting push into her anus held her captive, everything else falling aside as the helplessness of her position consumed her.

  “You’re not going anywhere, babe. I’ve got this ass and now it’s going to be mine.”

  Steve shifted his position, laying a heavy arm over her back and pressing her down. His fingers dug into her hip as his lips moved over her bottom cheek. “You wanted me to kiss your ass, remember?”

  The hand between her legs kept her from closing them completely against his thick finger. She barely felt his lips, consumed by the feel of his finger moving inside her.

  She panted, unable to take a deep breath. She’d expected him to tease her a little first, not slide his fingers into her so suddenly.

  “Steve, oh, God. Nick didn’t—”

  He bit her ass. “I’m not Nick. Fuck, your ass is tight. Hmm, and soft.”

  Julianna cried out, the sensation of his finger moving in and out of her ass making it impossible to think. Her ass tightened on him, her pussy clenching in spasms. Fisting her hands in the bedding, she dug her knees into the mattress and lifted her ass into his thrusts.

  Sliding a hand beneath her hips, he lifted her to her knees. “That’s a girl. You want to be fucked in the ass, don’t you? You don’t need all those games. You just need a man who can handle you.”

  Finding the combination of underlying hurt she heard in his voice and his sexual confidence irresistible, she still felt compelled to defy him. It had already become obvious that they both enjoyed this game of cat and mouse immensely, and she wanted to prolong it. “And you think you’re that man?”

  Withdrawing his finger, he positioned her with her knees spread wide and moved between them.

  “I’m definitely that man, and once I shove my cock up your ass, you’ll know just who you belong to.”

  Panicking at the fierce intensity of his tone, she broke free and scrambled to the other side of the bed.

  Laughing coldly, he grabbed her ankle and yanked her back.

  “Where do you think you’re going, babe?”

  With strong hands on her thighs, he lifted her ass high and used his muscular thighs to spread her legs wide.

  She couldn’t stop rocking her hips, needing him to fill her, but not at all certain that she wanted him fucking her ass, especially not in this mood.

  “Steve, I’m not sure about this. Oh, my God. Steve.”

  When the head of his cock touched her puckered opening, she froze, digging at the covers to pull away from him, while at the same time tilting her ass higher, finding the sting of the head of his cock pushing against her puckered opening irresistible.

  “Damn you, Steve.”

  With long, firm strokes up and down her back, he kept her bent over, her ass in the air. “Do you know how beautiful this ass looks in this position?” He nudged his cock a little more firmly against her bottom hole, groaning when she hissed.

  “Oh yeah, babe. Your ass is getting fucked good.”

  Julianna groaned, burying her face in the bedding as the head of his cock pressed insistently into her. “God, Steve. Oh! It burns.”

  Her ass gripped him tightly, clenching on him as though to draw him in faster even as she struggled to adjust to his thick heat opening her wide.

  The unrelenting pressure as he forged his way deep inside her never faltered, making it impossible for her to catch her breath. Her moans escaped, one after the other as chills racked her body and little pinpricks of awareness broke out everywhere on her skin. She trembled harder than she ever had in her life as she fought to adjust to his steady invasion, the raw dominance of it staggering her.

  Steve’s hands tightened on her hips, his deep growl filling the room as his cock pressed another inch deeper. “Jesus, you’re fucking tight. You’re killing me. A little more, baby.”

  Crying out, Julianna gulped in air, fisting her hands in the bedding. “Steve, oh, God. It’s so deep. I can’t—Oh, God!”

  She whimpered in her throat when she felt his balls against her ass as he slid the rest of the way into her.

  She couldn’t breathe.

  She couldn’t think.

  She felt so taken. He possessed her as no man ever had, the sharp primitiveness of the act freezing her into immobility.

  This act, more than any she’d ever experienced, more than any she’d ever imagined, proved a man’s strong masculinity over a woman’s softness, filling her with a sense of vulnerability she’d never before even dreamed of.

  It also established a connection to him she couldn’t fight, making her aware of each shift of his cock, each breath he drew more than at any other time.

  His cock, hard and hot inside her, felt as though it filled her all the way to her throat, each jump of it inside her making her shiver. It stretched her wide, shifting inside her as he bent over her back and pressed his lips to her neck.

  “So fucking good. So hot. So fucking tight. My cock’s buried deep inside your ass, baby. There’s no escaping me. Not so tough now, are you? Do you still feel too strong to feel womanly? You’re helpless, aren’t you, baby?”

  He withdrew an inch or two and thrust again, scraping his teeth over her shoulder when she cried out and shuddered. “Now tell me you don’t want me. Tell me you don’t want what I can make you feel. I dare you.”

  She’d never imagined such an act could make her feel so completely vulnerable. At that moment, he owned her completely, controlled her completely with each shift of his cock. Even his ragged breathing moved it inside her, each small movement drawing a trembling gasp from her.

  Her clit swelled so much it hurt, the need to have him touch her there unbearable.

  Her entire world changed, her head spinning with the force of the raw sensations racing through her. Her shuddering breath brushed her nipples against the bedcovers, the too-sharp sensation spearing to her slit and making her clit throb with a life all its own.

  “Julianna.”

  The primitive need in his tone shattered the last of her defenses. When his hand came around her waist to settle on her mound and a rough finger pressed against her clit, she drew a sharp, shaky breath, the sensation so intense she whimpered.

  And began to cry.

  She couldn’t help it. The tears flowed from her as something inside her burst, all the sadness, the hurt shattered into a million pieces.

  “Steve, oh, God. Help me.”

  Steve’s hold tightened. “Tell me.”

  She didn’t even consider trying to hide it. “I...I feel so…so taken. Like you’re taking all of me. It’s too much, Steve. I can’t think. Oh, God. You’re so deep.”

  Kissing her shoulder, he caressed her mound, his voice like broken glass. “You are so taken. I’m taking you the most intimate way a man can take a woman. You need this, Julianna, and so do I. You and I need to get lost in each other, so lost that we don’t know where one of us ends and the other begins. I need to take all of you, and I need you to take all of me. I need you to let go. Give me everything.”

  He withdrew almost completely and thrust deep again, murmuring to her softly when she sobbed. “And you are definitely going to give it all to me. You’re going to come with my cock deep in your ass. What you won’t give, I’ll take. I won’t be happy until I have everything.”


  He touched his finger to her clit again and began to stroke it. “You’re such a beautiful, desirable woman, and it amazes me that you don’t have a clue. I want it, Julianna. The insecure woman trying to be so tough, the sexy vixen trying to hide inside plain clothing and flat shoes.”

  He began to stroke, to slowly move in and out of her, the friction over her inner walls robbing her of reason.

  God, it felt like he knew her. Knew her, and all the things she’d thought she’d hidden so well. The connection between them seemed even stronger than ever and with it, the desire to be taken like never before. Tilting her bottom upward, she cried out as the thick head of his cock pressed impossibly deeper. “Steve, please. Oh, God. Take me harder. Take me. Make me yours.”

  Releasing her clit, he straightened, holding her hips firmly. “Oh, you’re mine all right, every part of you. And right now this ass is mine. Mine to take. Mine to fuck deep. Mine to enjoy. Damn, you’re fucking tight. Your ass is squeezing me so hard it hurts.”

  Nothing in her life had ever felt so intimate. So all-consuming. The connection between them at that moment brought a fresh rush of tears.

  Her nipples craved his attention. Her clit burned for his touch. Her thighs were coated with her juices, her arousal so intense she couldn’t think of anything else except coming. She’d never been in such torment and didn’t know how much longer she could stand it. She teetered on the edge, the erotic pleasure too good to be real.

  “Steve, it’s too much. It feels too good. It scares me. I can’t—”

  “Yes, you can. You’re going to. You’re going to come with my cock up your ass. You’re going to come while I’m fucking your ass deep.”

  Wrapping his arm around her again, he leaned over her back, his fingers parting her folds.

  “And every time you look at me, you’re going to remember this. You’re going to remember how I can make you feel. You’re going to remember how it feels when you’re so full of me you can’t think about anything else.”