A Recipe for Passion [Novum Energy] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Kaley Colter

  Ellie felt Nick slowly withdraw his fingers. Moaning at the loss, she drowsily blinked open her eyes, feeling so sedate that she wasn’t even sure she could move.

  Nick was no longer beside her. She drunkenly leaned up on her arms and turned to look for him. He was standing up in front of the bed. His shirt was off, and he was reaching down to unbutton his jeans.

  Ellie swallowed hard. His stomach, chest, and arms were all hard muscle. He was big and broad. All man. And Ellie felt herself swoon at the sight of him.

  When he kicked his jeans away, Ellie could see the outline of his rock-hard erection against his tight-fitting boxers, and she almost cried out as her oversensitive pussy spasmed in response. She wanted to see him so badly, craved it more than anything.

  He finally slid his boxers down his legs and his cock bobbed into view. Ellie stared at it with wide eyes.

  He was huge.

  Nick must have noticed her apprehension. “Don’t worry, baby. When the time comes, we’ll make sure it fits. In your pussy and in your tight little ass.”

  Ellie jerked her eyes up to his. “In…in my ass?”

  “Oh yes. You’ll be begging me for it before you know it.”

  Ellie bit down on her lip nervously. The thought of anal sex had always turned her off before, but thinking of Nick dominating her ass made her pussy hum with arousal.

  She returned her gaze to his cock, wondering what it tasted like and unconsciously licking her lips.

  Nick groaned. “Get off the bed and kneel on the floor in front of me.”

  Ellie did as she was told, looking up at him for her next set of instructions. “Wh–what do you want me to do now?” she stammered nervously.

  Nick stepped towards her, fisted his hand in her hair, and guided her mouth towards his cock.

  “Open your mouth,” he rasped. “And relax your throat.”

  The second Ellie tentatively opened her mouth Nick thrust his cock all the way down her throat until his balls were resting on her chin. Ellie panicked, trying to squirm away, but Nick’s hold on her head was firm.

  “It’s all right, kitten. Breath through your nose and relax your throat.”

  Ellie wanted to please him, to make him feel as good as he had made her feel. She forced herself to relax. She could do this. It was mind over matter.

  After she stopped wiggling, Nick withdrew his cock slightly and then thrust back into her mouth.

  “Fuck,” he groaned. “Your mouth feels so good.”

  He tasted salty and musky, so deliciously male. She tried to suck and lick at his cock, desperate for more, but his pace wouldn’t allow it.

  He was thrusting into her mouth hard and fast and deep, and her pussy started throbbing in rhythm to his movements. She reached her hand down in between her thighs and frantically rubbed her swollen clit, moaning around his cock as pleasure shot through her pussy.

  Here he was fucking her mouth, dominating her, possessing complete control over her body, and yet she’d never felt more empowered. His groans, his urgent thrusts—they were all a testament to the pleasure she was providing him. She was making him frantic with desire, and it made her feel like she commanded a potent, womanly force. She was female to his male, and he needed her just as much as she needed him.

  He was jutting his hips more urgently, and she could feel his cock get even more swollen in her mouth. She knew he was close, and the coil of pleasure inside her tightened at the thought of tasting his release.

  “I want you to swallow every last drop of my cum,” he whispered.

  Ellie moaned in submission, pressing down hard on her clit and feeling her climax quickly approaching.

  Nick tightened his hold on her head and groaned. “Are you ready to swallow?” he rasped.

  She moaned again, feeling the first wave of his hot, salty cum shoot into her mouth. With a roar, Nick thrust his cock all the way to the back of her throat and held it there, and Ellie could feel jet after jet of his release pour down her throat. She swallowed it all obediently, even swiping her tongue over the head of his cock as he pulled out of her.

  Nick hummed his approval as he bent down and captured her nipples between his fingers, sending her spiralling into her second orgasm. She cried out and fell into a pile on the floor, her whole body quivering, as her pussy spasmed hard and euphoria descended in a rush upon her body. And then black spots filled her vision, and the whole world went black.

  * * * *

  Nick lifted Ellie into his arms and walked out of the room, up the stairs, and into the master bedroom. He flipped the covers back and lay down with her on the bed, cradling her against his chest and wrapping the blankets around them. She let out a yawn and snuggled into him.

  “Nick?” she said drowsily.

  “Mhmm?”

  “I have to tell you something.”

  “What is it, sweetheart?”

  She peeked up at him. “It’s just that…well…I wanted to tell you…” She paused to bite down on her lip. “I’ve never done this before,” she finally blurted out.

  “Done what?”

  “I’ve never…um…I’ve never had sex. Before.”

  Nick smiled down at her, chuckling at how she thought he had no idea. “I know, baby.”

  “You do?” she asked incredulously. Nick nodded. “But…how?”

  “Ellie, honey, you’re the most timid little kitten I’ve ever laid my eyes on. It wasn’t hard to guess.”

  “And it…it doesn’t bother you? That I’m so, um, inexperienced?”

  “Sweetheart, you have no idea how hard I get thinking about how I’m going to be your first.”

  He smiled down at her, watching her bury her head into the nook of his shoulder as her eyes drifted close. It was true—thinking of being the first to have her made his cock spring to life with heady arousal. She would be his—and only his. No other man would ever touch her, because he would be damned if he wasn’t going to be her last, too.

  Chapter 5

  “Oh my God! These are so good!” Colleen raved as she grabbed another cookie from the plate and took a huge bite. “What are they?”

  “Really? You like them? They’re oatmeal-toffee-butterscotch chip cookies. I always thought those flavors would go well together, so one day I decided to experiment and it came out great,” Ellie said, beaming.

  “So, is this going to be dessert?” Colleen mumbled, her mouth full of food.

  “Well, yes, but I also made a black forest cake and a banana cream pie, because Nick didn’t really tell me what his coworkers like.”

  “You made all that food, just for dessert? Honey, he’s only bringing over ten or so people.”

  “I know, I just wanted to make sure there was something for everyone.”

  “And what did you make for dinner?”

  “A bacon-and-herb-roasted turkey with cheddar chive biscuits and garlic mashed potatoes and Brussels sprouts gratin and green bean casserole.”

  Colleen raised her eyebrows. “Holy cow, girl, how long have you been at it?”

  Ellie laughed. “Since very early this morning. Will you help me set the table?”

  “Of course dear, but I demand another cookie for payment.”

  Ellie let Colleen grab another cookie before they set the plates and cutlery and glasses on the large dining room table and then brought in the countless platters of food.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever seen this table so full of food. Everything looks delicious. And the smell is just heavenly. I’m glad you made so much, because that means lots of leftovers for me!” Colleen laughed.

  “Thanks, Colleen. I really hope everyone likes it. Anyways, I think I’m going to get myself cleaned up and settle in for an early night. It’s been a long day,” Ellie said before grabbing a bottle of water and taking a long sip.

  “No, no, no, my dear. Nick told me that he demands you join everyone for dinner.”

  Ellie nearly choked. “What? No, he couldn’t possibly—”

  “Nope, he
said he wouldn’t take any excuses. He even wrote you a little invitation.” Colleen ran into the kitchen and returned with an envelope in her hands. “Here you are, my dear. Why don’t you go and get yourself ready while I finish up with the table?”

  Ellie got faint just thinking about being there with Nick and all of his employees. She didn’t belong there—she was the chef. Why on earth was he so insistent she join them? And what would she wear? She didn’t own a single piece of fancy clothing.

  She trudged to her room, closing the door behind her and falling on the bed with a sigh. She brought the envelope up to her face and looked at it curiously before ripping it open and reading the letter inside.

  Ellie,

  I’m writing to inform you that your presence is expected at tonight’s dinner. I’ll have you seated next to me and I promise to tend to you the entire evening. And if you should find yourself with nothing to wear, I’ve left a dress and shoes for you in your closet.

  As soon as she finished reading the letter, Ellie ran to the closet and swung open the door. Hanging before her eyes was the most elegant dress she had ever seen—a high-collared backless black dress. And the shoes! Black leather T-strap heels.

  Just as she was about to turn away from the closet with her new outfit in hand, she noticed something else on one of the shelves. When she moved closer to investigate and saw what it was, she blushed.

  Thigh-high stockings and a skimpy black thong.

  Ellie had never worn a thong in her life. Or thigh-high stockings, for that matter. She had always thought they were pretty, but because she wasn’t very fortunate in the financial department, she had always stuck to cheap cotton panties. Expensive lingerie was a luxury she couldn’t afford. And there was also the fact that she never had anyone to wear it for.

  Ellie smiled.

  It looks like you’re about to experience a major wardrobe upgrade.

  * * * *

  “Ellie, honey, are you ready? Everybody’s here,” Colleen said outside her door.

  Ellie looked up into the mirror above her dresser. She almost didn’t recognize herself. She had pinned her long, wavy hair back into a messy bun and had even put on lipstick and mascara, spending extra time to make sure that her makeup was perfectly applied. She looked so…elegant. For the first time in her life, she felt classy and beautiful.

  Smoothing her hands over the front of her dress, Ellie took a deep breath and opened her bedroom door.

  “Holy cow,” Colleen said when she saw her. “You look incredible!”

  “You think so?” Ellie said, looking down at herself. “I can’t help feeling it’s a little too much. I’m not really used to wearing this kind of stuff.”

  Colleen shook her head adamantly. “No, honey, you look just perfect. Now go hurry over to the dining room. You wouldn’t want to be the last person seated.”

  After smiling at Colleen in thanks, Ellie made her way to the dinner party, trying not to teeter in her high heels. She didn’t wear heels all that often, and these were a little higher than she was used to.

  When she stepped into the dining room, she was glad that people were still standing around and chatting. Nick caught sight of her and waved her over, shooting her a smile that made her breath catch in her throat.

  “You’re stunning,” he said to her after she padded over to his side.

  “Really?”

  Nick nodded. “Absolutely breathtaking.”

  Ellie blushed and looked down at her feet.

  “Come,” he said, placing his hand on her lower back. “Let’s go and introduce you to everyone.”

  * * * *

  Ellie wasn’t the best at meeting new people. Her shyness always got the better of her and she never knew what to say, so she was glad when the introductions were over with and Nick invited his guests to sit down and start eating.

  “Finally!” Adam, one of the civil engineers, said. “Making us wait this long to eat when the food’s been sitting there staring at us was just cruel.”

  Ellie couldn’t help but smile when everyone rushed to sit down and piled their plates high with food. She loved cooking for others, and the feeling of pride she got when she saw people enjoy her food was unlike anything else in the world.

  “Oh my God,” Greg, the electrical superintendent, said as he shovelled mashed potatoes into his mouth. “Is Nick treating you well? Because if not, you could always come work for me, you know.”

  Ellie giggled as Nick gave Greg a look of mock anger.

  “Yes, he most certainly does treat me well. Sorry, Greg,” Ellie answered.

  “You better not feed him too much, Ellie. The man doesn’t have a lot of willpower. He’ll gain a few pounds if you’re not careful,” Greg said jokingly.

  Nick’s face cracked into a grin. “Hey. That’s not terribly kind.”

  “Oh come on, you know I was joking,” Greg replied. “Everyone knows you’re built like a tank.” He laughed as Nick’s grin broadened. “Look, he’s smiling! You should’ve seen him today, Ellie. Had a face on him like he was gonna kill a man.”

  Nick shook his head, clearly amused. “Well maybe that’s because one of us had to deal with the news that local idiots are vandalizing my wind turbine site.”

  Ellie smiled. She loved the warmth and openness of the community within which she found herself, and although she was put at ease by everybody’s kindness, her painfully shy nature meant that she was still a bit uncomfortable around all these new people, She was definitely too nervous to eat, and as she picked at her food she started to feel a pinch at her feet that wouldn’t go away. She had noticed her heels were a little too small when she first put them on, but they looked so pretty she thought she’d wear them anyways.

  “Nick,” she whispered into his ear. “Can I go to my room and change shoes? My feet are hurting.”

  “Of course, sweetheart.”

  Ellie got up from the table and walked quickly to her room. She kicked her heels off and bent down to look for her flats, letting out a squeal and whirling around when she heard her bedroom door close behind her.

  “Sorry, sweetheart. Did I scare you?” Nick whispered as he came up beside her.

  Ellie put her hand to her chest. “Uh-huh. Just a little bit,” she said, catching her breath. “Did you come to check if the shoes I put on will be okay?” She scanned the room and found her flats on the ground next to the dresser. “These are fine, right?” she asked, fetching the shoes and trotting back to show him.

  “Those will be fine,” Nick said, barely glancing at them. “But that’s not why I came. I want you to lift up your dress.”

  Ellie’s eyes widened. “Wh–what?”

  “Lift up your dress to your hips,” he said firmly.

  “But–but…there’s people just outside,” she stammered.

  Nick chuckled. “I’m not going to fuck you just yet. Now lift up your dress.”

  Ellie swallowed, wondering nervously what he could want. After a few more seconds of hesitation, she slowly reached down to the hem of her dress and pulled it up, revealing her black thong.

  Nick smiled. “I see that you put on the thong I left for you. Good girl.”

  He stepped towards her, and she shivered when he brushed his hand over the satiny material at the front of her thong. “Very pretty,” he whispered.

  Ellie blushed and looked down, feeling a delicious warmth building low in her belly at the thought of how she must look, lifting her beautiful gown so that he could inspect her and touch her between her legs. But just as she started hoping that he would slip his fingers beneath her thong, he took his hand away and reached into his pocket, pulling something out in his hand. She looked up at him questioningly, and when he opened his palm to let her see what it was, her heart nearly skipped a beat. It was a small vibrator.

  “Wh–what are you going to do with that?” she asked, stepping away from him and letting her dress slip somewhat out of her hands. But before she knew it, she had backed herself into a wall, and
Nick was quick to come up in front of her and block her escape.

  “I’m going to slide it into your pussy. And you’re going to keep it there until I tell you you can take it out.”

  Ellie shivered at the steely sound of his voice. She squeezed her thighs together, but Nick spread them apart easily with his big hands, and in a matter of seconds he pulled her thong aside and shoved the vibrator deep inside her pussy. Ellie closed her eyes and gasped at the sudden invasion. Her muscles clamped down greedily, aching for more, and as she tried to keep herself from swaying and falling to the floor, she wished he had slammed his big shaft inside her cunt instead.

  When the throbbing had abated and she opened her eyes, she saw him reach into his pocket and pull out something else. It looked like some kind of remote. She turned her head in confusion when he pressed one of the buttons, and nearly collapsed on the ground when she felt the vibrator hum inside her.

  Nick threw his arm around her back to support her. “We can’t have that,” Nick whispered, turning off the device. Ellie moaned. “You have to learn to control yourself when you’re back outside.” He pressed the remote again, and Ellie bucked her hips and cried out when she felt the vibrator come to life inside her once more. Nick turned it off, bent her over the bed and brought his hand down hard on her ass. “Learn. To. Control. Yourself.”

  Ellie whimpered. She wanted to please him, wanted him to be proud of her. She stood up and leaned back against the wall, and this time when he turned the vibrator on she managed to stand still, closing her eyes and biting down on her trembling lip.

  “Good girl,” he said, pulling her chin into his hand and rubbing his thumb over her bottom lip. “You really do abuse that lip of yours. Now go put on your shoes and meet me back at the table.”

  Ellie wasn’t sure how she managed to slip her shoes on her feet and walk back to her seat. Her body was so drunk with arousal that she had a lot of trouble focusing, and she was praying that nobody would notice, or if they did, that they would just think she was tired.