Scorch (Missoula Smokejumpers Book 6)

by Piper Stone

  “Mmm… Why?”

  “Do I need to remind you who’s in charge?”

  Reese swallowed before shaking her head. “No, sir.”

  “Then close your eyes. I have a surprise for you. You do like surprises, don’t you?”

  Her fingers floated to her neck as she gazed into his eyes. “Very much so.”

  “Excellent. Then you’ll have no trouble following my directions.” He waited until she obeyed and rubbed his hand against his pulsing crotch, wanting nothing more than to shove his cock deep inside her wet pussy. He opened a drawer, pulling out the blindfold he’d prepared, twisting the silky material in the air. Advancing, he tugged the wrap between his fingers before placing it around her head. “No peeking.” He licked her earlobe, sucking on the tender flesh as he tied the blindfold, making certain there was no way she could see.

  “You are full of surprises,” she whispered.

  “This is just the beginning.” Lowering his head, he pressed his lips against hers, and slid his finger through the cream, easing back and brushing the tip across the seam of her mouth. His breath sounds full of hunger, he darted out his tongue, slowly gathering dollops on the tip.

  Shuddering, she parted her lips, her breathing becoming ragged. She tilted her head, her body tensing.

  Sawyer sucked on her bottom lip, savoring the dichotomy of flavors. “Just a taste.” He took a purposeful step back, keeping his fingers open as he rubbed his palms down from her breasts to her thighs. Gathering the material in his hands, he wanted her to comprehend the level of lust, his burning desires as he slowly removed her dress. Even the sight of her standing in black lace, a filmy thong was enough to create an ache in his groin. His cock was thick, throbbing and pushing hard against his jeans.

  Her entire body shaking, she reached for him, her fingers fumbling to find the buttons of his shirt.

  Clasping her hands together, he lowered his head, the whisper commanding. “No touching. Not until I tell you. You are mine to do with as I please. If you don’t obey me, the consequences will be severe.”

  “Mmm… Yes, sir.” Dropping her hands, she inhaled, a heated smile cresting her face.

  He scooped another finger of cream, brushing the tip down one side of her neck. Her every expression, the way she was trembling added to his sensations of burning desire. He nuzzled against her neck, dragging his tongue up and down.

  “Oh…” Tilting back her head, she swayed forward and backward, her mouth remaining pursed.

  Sawyer slid the straps of her bra down her arms, every move sensuous, beseechingly methodical. When she was free of the tight confines, he brushed his lips down the cleft of her breasts, blowing swaths of hot air across first one nipple then the other. “You taste so sweet.”

  “I…” Ragged breath sounds pushed past her lips, goosebumps popping along her arms.

  He continued blowing as he lowered his arms, fingering the thin wisp of elastic and sliding her panties over her hips. Very slowly he dropped to his knees, pressing kisses along her stomach, her hip then her thigh as he removed the lacy thong. Gingerly he lifted first one leg then the other, rubbing her calf with one hand as he removed her stilettos with the other. When she was completely naked, he rose to his feet, lifting and placing her on the edge of the table. He was overwhelmed with longing, the scent of her skin alone driving his cock to the point of anguish.

  “What are you doing?” Her arms flailing, she tossed her head back and forth.

  “Shh…” Placing a single finger in front of her lips, he issued a dominating growl before easing her down onto her back and spreading her legs wide open. He pulled the bowl of cream closer before grabbing a chair. “My feast comes first. Yours only if you’re very patient.”

  A strangled sound slid past her lips, her moans turning into whimpers.

  “Arms over your head.”

  She obeyed instantly, lifting her arms and crossing her wrists. Straining, she exhaled as her body continued to quiver. “Sawyer.”

  “Shush. You’re not to speak unless I give you permission. Understood?” His protective mode had changed, turning darker, desires mixing with the kind of need he could no longer sate. He rubbed his fingers along the insides of her thighs, rolling up and back, drawing circles and lines, savoring the way her body responded.

  “Yes, sir.” Reese opened her legs even wider, her knees pressed against the cold glass edges of the table.

  She was fully exposed, her offer blatant and he was going to ravish her gorgeous pussy, her pretty cunt lips, so rosy and swollen. Dropping his head, he peppered kisses and licks on the insides of her knees, his tongue darting out, wetting her skin.

  “Yes…” Arching her back, she struggled to remain in position, her chest heaving, her fingers clenching. “You’re a tease.”

  “I’m many things and you’re soon going to find out every one of them. And you obviously can’t obey my command. We’ll have to work on that.”

  “Give me a hint. Please.”

  “First, I’m going to eat you raw, feast on your beautiful pussy.” He heard the sound of his voice, the tone gravelly.

  She licked her lips, her hips bucking.

  Sawyer licked the skin above her clit, drinking in the exotic scent. “After that, I’m going to spank your pretty ass. The rest is my decision and mine alone.”

  “Mmm…”

  Everything about this lovely woman drove his pulse into a frenzy, forcing his heart to pump, his blood pressure increasing. He’d never felt this free, this open, his longing rushing electricity into every cell, every muscle. Allowing her to hear a savage growl, he lowered his head, swirling the tip of his tongue around her clit. “Feel good?”

  “Yes. Yes, sir.”

  He licked again, moving in circles, ever so slowly as he caressed her inner thighs. Her skin was so soft, so damn inviting.

  “Yes…”

  Sawyer sucked on her clit, relishing the taste. He kept his eyes pinned on her. Watching. His hunger was off the charts, creating beads of sweat pooling along his hairline, sliding down the back of his neck. He licked up and down several times, grunting as her cream filled his mouth. Holding her wide open, he fingered her pussy lips, pulling back the tender flesh before burying his face, grunting as he slathered his mouth and nose.

  “Oh, God.” Her voice was almost inaudible, her head moving from side to side.

  Licking up and down, he slipped two fingers inside her pussy, thrusting in slow motions, flexing them open.

  A line of perspiration had formed over her top lip, her face glistening as he continued.

  Everything about this moment was perfect. As he pumped in and out with one hand, he reached for the cream, dipping his fingers all the way to the bottom, gathering a heaping amount. Moving his mouth, he sucked on the inside of her thigh as he lathered her cunt, taking his time to slide the cream around her clit.

  “Shit!” Jerking up, she pushed down on the table, panting.

  “Back in position.” Using two fingers, he tapped her pussy lips then wiggled his fingers between the cracks of her ass. “Disobedient girls are punished severely.”

  Reese clenched her mouth shut yet her moans could still be heard.

  His cock was aching to the point his balls were pinched. So swollen. His need was turning into desperation. Yet he wanted nothing more than to please her, drive her into extreme ecstasy. And he would. Driving his fingers into her pussy, he licked and sucked, pumping three then four fingers inside. The combination of her cream and the other cream was the perfect aphrodisiac and he had difficulty breathing.

  “Oh. Oh!” Squirming, her entire body was shaking from pleasure as he licked, moving his tongue up and down the entire length of her cunt. “You’re going to…”

  “Mmm…” His eyes never leaving her, he reached for a strawberry, sliding the juicy fruit just past her slickened folds.

  “God!” Her body arching, she shook her head, fisting her hands. “Yes. Yes!”

  Sawyer rolled his tongu
e around the fruit, taking his time to pulse in and out, licking.

  She was writhing, her moans becoming whimpers. “Sawyer!”

  Sucking the strawberry into his mouth, he rose to his feet, leaning over, brushing the berry across her lips.

  Opening her mouth, she darted out her tongue before a slight smile crossed her face. Tentatively grabbing the fruit, she bit down, moaning around the bulbous invasion.

  “Succulent. Ripe. Perfect.” The laugh now savage, he eased back into position, licking every slather of cream from her pussy before thrusting both his tongue and fingers deep inside. Wrapping his arms around her legs, he pressed his fingers into her skin, keeping her in position. And he studied her every move, her undulating body and trembling legs.

  Reese’s nipples were rock hard, her skin glistening from excitement as well as perspiration and she was breathless, her moans ragged. She chewed and swallowed, murmuring as she clenched her hands. “I’m going to…”

  Refusing to hold her back, he pumped harder, the force pushing her forward and backward. And he knew she was close to coming.

  “Oh… I…” Her body bucking again, she slapped her palms against the table as her mouth opened wide. “Aaahhh!”

  He held her, licking and sucking, savoring every drop. When she stopped shaking, he eased down her legs then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Delicious.”

  She continued to shudder, her breathing scattered. “I’m…” A laugh bubbled past her lips as she tipped her body to the side, curling her legs together.

  “And we’re not finished.” He was so alive, his muscles tensing as he rose to his feet, kicking the hardback chair out of the way. Gathering her into his arms, he cradled her against his chest, easing her down until her toes just hit the floor. He crushed her lips with his, both hands fisting her hair.

  Her fingers danced up and down his neck and upper back, clenching his shirt. She threw one leg around his thigh as the kiss became manic, a passionate roar shared between them.

  He thrust his tongue inside, grunting as he explored her dark recesses, grinding his hips against her shorn pussy. The scent of her, the fragrance was driving him wild. The moment he released her, he shifted her body, bending her over the table. “Now, I’m going to spank that ass of yours. A reminder.”

  “I had a reminder.” Her words were laced with a mischievous tone.

  “Hard.” He took a step back as he unfastened his belt then peeled off his shirt, tossing the unwanted material. He kicked off his boots then leaned over, licking the entire length of her spine.

  Smack!

  Using his backhand, he shuddered the moment her body trembled. He’d never had this type of control, nor had he cared. Tonight. Her. This moment. He knew in his heart he wanted so much more, exploring everything with this woman, this beautiful, beguiling woman. He slowly removed his belt, tugging the thick leather from around his waistband.

  She was panting, as if the anticipation and excitement was building. Her mouth was pinched, her face pressed against the glass.

  “What are you thinking?” he asked as he placed the belt on the table then finished undressing.

  “That I’m a lucky woman.”

  “Mmm… I’m the lucky one.” Fingering the belt was cathartic, the memory of a single enjoyed pleasure with someone else a reminder that he’d always craved domination. Yet, he’d given up, preferring to keep his life simple. What a fool he’d been. After doubling over the belt, he dragged the edge down her back to her ass, tapping both ass cheeks. “Do you crave discipline?”

  “Yes, sir. More than you know.”

  “And what are your fantasies?”

  She bit her lower lip before answering. “Absolute surrender.”

  The words seemed to ring in his ears. “Pain before absolute pleasure.”

  “Then you’ve failed.”

  Hearing her taunting words, he couldn’t help but laugh. She was a hellion, a woman to be reckoned with. A woman to tame.

  And he was the man to do it.

  Crack!

  “Oh!” Jerking up, she kicked out her legs.

  “Stay in position. Twenty with my belt.”

  Smack! Crack!

  He was the one shivering, every muscle jazzed from the kind of electricity that could drive a man to madness.

  Slap! Smack!

  “Oh, God. Yes!” Reese wiggled her entire backside as she gripped both edges of the table.

  Pop! Whack!

  The sound of his belt snapping was like music, a soft caress. A lover’s kiss. Beads of sweat rolled into his eyes and he was forced to blink several times. He caught his reflection in the oversized picture window, his furrowed brow and the commanding look. For some reason, the glimpse into his inner soul was surprising. Even taunting.

  Smack!

  “Oh. Oh!” Her words were mere whispers.

  “You’re doing very well.” Had he even issued the words?

  Smack! Crack!

  Sawyer was almost blinded as his pulse increased. He rubbed his eyes and took a deep breath before continuing.

  Pop! Slap!

  With every hard strike, every crack of his belt, he fell into another state of mind. No longer the quiet man. No longer just her lover.

  Crack! Pop!

  As he finished the whipping, he stole another look toward the window. He was forever changed. This was not the same man from only a few days before. The thought was now troubling, and he couldn’t get the belt out of his hand fast enough. Breathe. She craves your firm hand. Yes, she did. But could she tolerate the rest? He brushed both hands through his hair, controlling his breathing. Drawn to the window again, he inched closer, peering out into the darkness, his protected land. His serenity.

  Something was off. Something was… A cold trickle slithered around his neck until he was unable to breathe, his pulse racing. The chill continued, rushing down his spine to the back of his legs. He instinctively covered her body with his, pulling her out of the kitchen, his intuition had never failed him.

  They were being watched.

  Chapter 8

  Reese clung to him, the extreme pleasure keeping her warm, the fuzzy feeling zapping her energy. But she’d detected a change in Sawyer, as if he’d shrunken back into a shell or something was wrong. He was stiff as he carried her, taking the stairs two at a time. Even the way his fingers dug into her skin was protective, as if he was securing her from some unforeseen monster. “Are you okay?”

  “More than okay,” he murmured.

  “Where are we going?” He’d freed her from the confining mask, pitching the blindfold onto the kitchen floor. That’s the moment she knew he was anxious. Even angry. But why?

  Kissing the top of her forehead, he took long strides down a darkened hallway. “My bedroom.”

  “I’m allowed?”

  A soft chuckle was the only sound as he walked into a room, carrying her toward the bed. The window blinds were open, allowing the moonlight to sweep into the room, creating an almost luminescent glow. After he laid her down, making certain her head was on his pillow, he touched her face, using the tips of his fingers to caress her skin. “You’re incredible. Do you know that?”

  “I’m nothing special,” she whispered. The way he’d taken his time to make dinner special, the intimate conversations that had allowed a glimpse of what she knew to be the tortured man inside had pulled her further into his web. And his arms. The rest had left her full of excitement, a deep longing she’d never experienced with Christopher. Every swipe of Sawyer’s tongue, every brush of his fingers had been so soft, so inviting. And yes, he required her to relinquish control, to submit to him body and soul, but he was like a gentle giant.

  “You’re everything and more.” He crawled onto the bed, easing between her legs and planting his hands just beside her shoulders. Leaning down, he licked across her forehead and down the bridge of her nose, mouthing her lips, her chin.

  “What you do to me.”

  “What I’m going t
o do.”

  She studied his eyes, so intense even in the shadowed light. He was breathtaking, his shoulders broad, his stomach chiseled. But everything about him was tender.

  Sawyer dragged his tongue across her jawline, continuing down to her breasts. Taking a nipple into his mouth, he sucked, allowing the sound to become exaggerated.

  Tingling all over, she tossed her head back and forth and arched her back until her groin rubbed against his, his cock sliding against her pussy. How could anyone be this wet and hot? A moan escaped her lips and she palmed his chest, kneading his muscles, her fingertips dancing from the mere touch.

  He moved his mouth to her other nipple, biting down.

  “Oh God!” Unable to resist, she crawled her fingers down further, reaching for his cock. She ran her index finger around his cockhead, biting back whimpers. He was thick and so hard.

  Leaning back, he issued a series of guttural noises. “You want my cock?”

  “God, yes.”

  “Deep inside?”

  “Every inch.” She wrapped her hand around his shaft, pumping, twisting her hand to create friction.

  “What you do to me.” Sawyer used his strong upper body muscles to hold his body aloft, his face hovering over hers as he moved his hips back and forth.

  “No more teasing.” She guided the tip to her pussy and lifted her legs, changing the angle. She wanted him buried deep inside her cunt, driving her to another round of raw ecstasy.

  “And you don’t have a choice.” He thrust the entire length of his cock deep inside, throwing back his head and roaring. “Yes!”

  Clinging to him, she wrapped both legs around his waist as he pumped in and out, pulling out completely then plunging again. And again. Her pussy constricted, clamping around his shaft, sucking him in deeper. They moved together, her hands cupping his ass, her back arching to meet every savage thrust.