by Marie Tuhart
Her teeth dug into her lower lip in excited worry. He was going to torment her without laying a hand on her. Damn him. Her pelvis tightened as she pumped the bulb until she could feel the seal take hold. “Done. Sir.” Her pulse raced with desire.
“Good girl. I’m going to count. On one, you will squeeze the blub. On two, you will let go. Are you ready?”
Kelsey wanted to say no, because he was going to bring her to climax in her office, but she wouldn’t. Michael was her Sir, her Dominant. She wanted to make him proud of her. Damn if her nerves weren’t busting with excitement and anticipation. Her pussy was gushing. “Yes, Sir.”
“One…two.”
She breathed in on one, out on two. She tried to control her reaction to the suction. With each squeeze, her hips shifted, and the Ben Wa balls moved, making her pussy clench. Thank God, her office door was locked, because she was going to lose it.
Michael’s commands came faster. Her clit throbbed, and her pussy clenched around the Ben Wa balls. Her stomach began to tighten. Oh God, she was going to come. Her teeth dug into her lower lip to prevent the moan that threatened to escape. This was so decadent, so exciting.
“One, two. Squeeze it harder, faster. You can do it, baby. Make your body hot for my cock.”
She couldn’t answer. She panted, trying to get enough air into her lungs.
“I can hear your panting. Keep going, pet. I’m stroking my cock, thinking about your hot, wet pussy. All I can think about is me, pumping in and out of your pussy. Hard and fast. It’s my fingers on your clit, making it rigid and wanting.”
A groan escaped her lips. Her head dropped against the chair back, fighting back her orgasm.
“Yes, pet, moan for me. Tonight, you’ll scream for me to take you, but for right now. I’m fucking you. Hard and fast. My cock is so hard, I’m about to burst.”
So was she. Just a few more pumps, and she would explode.
“Stop!” he yelled, and then he groaned.
Kelsey froze. Her mind screamed, No! Her body quivered on the edge of her orgasm. Her pussy tightened around the metal balls as if they were a lifeline, her clit throbbed, and she panted as she waited for Michael’s next command.
“Easy, pet.” His voice was low and soothing. “Breathe, deeply in through the nose out through the mouth.”
She wanted to kill him. She was right on the verge of an orgasm, and he pulled her back down. It wasn’t fair he got to come. Why couldn’t she? After several minutes of deep breathing, her heart rate calmed, her clit was down to a dull throb, but her pussy continued to tighten around the balls.
“Remove the sucker from your clit.”
Kelsey grimaced as the cool air of her office hit her overheated, sensitive clit as she removed the toy. Oh payback was going to be a bitch.
“Go clean up, put on your panties, and then unlock your office door.” She let her legs drop to the floor with a thud and stared at the phone. “Go, pet. Don’t open the big package until one thirty. Follow the instructions then open the one thirty envelope at two. I’ll see you tonight when you get home.”
There was a click.
He’d hung up. Frustration roared through her veins. Damn the man. Standing up, she picked up her discarded clothing. Thank goodness she had a private bathroom. The balls deep in her core shifted as she strode to the bathroom. Her body was primed and ready, but the balls wouldn’t do it alone. Damn, him. He knew exactly what he was doing to her.
Inside the bathroom, she put her panties and skirt back on before splashing water onto her heated face. It was almost one now. Four more hours of torture. It was going to be a long afternoon.
Chapter Three
At six thirty, Michael was sitting on the sofa, waiting for Kelsey. She opened the door to their house and stomped into the family room. Her face was flushed, her nipples tight under her blouse, and her free hand clenched at her side. The butt plug was doing its job along with the Ben Wa balls. It pleased him that she followed his instructions to the letter; Kelsey rarely let him down.
His woman was aroused just like he wanted her. Not only could he see it; he could smell it. He fought against a grin of satisfaction. This was his woman. His to command. Pleasure shot through his veins.
“Good evening, pet.”
Her eyes widened as she took in what he was wearing.
He was dressed in a suit. There was nothing more he’d love to do but have a full, long Master/sub session, but that would have to wait until later. Right now, he was going to keep her off balance. “Go into the bedroom and change. I’ve laid out new underwear and clothing for you on the bed.”
She set her portfolio on the table along with her purse and keys. She opened her mouth then shut it. She closed her eyes.
She was struggling; Michael could see it in her features. He needed to let her know what was happening before she broke. “We have a party to go to. It has to do with my audition for Caroline, so it’s important.” He’d received a last minute call to attend the party to help him get the part and his tension skyrocketed. “You may take the Ben Wa balls out as well as the butt plug I told you to put in before you left work.”
She nodded and marched into the bedroom. The butt plug had been a last minute addition to make her drive home more interesting. He’d had her on the phone right before she left the office. He listened to her as she lubed up the plug, then her moans as she pushed the plug into her ass.
It was a small one, but with the balls in her pussy, he figured the plug would torment her even more. And now he was going to taunt her all night.
Ten minutes later, Kelsey strode out of their bedroom with pouty lips. He grinned and hit the small remote in the pocket of his dress pants. She squealed and danced from foot to foot. Fitted into the special thong she wore was a vibrating bullet, and it was doing its job.
“Get used to it, pet. I have the remote in my pocket, and I will be controlling your pussy all night.” He hit the remote again, and she sighed with resignation.
“Yes, Sir.” She sauntered up to him and whispered, “I will have my revenge.”
Michael laughed. “I’m looking forward to it.” Kelsey’s form of revenge ended up with them in bed and him taking control. The woman didn’t have a mean bone in her body.
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Two hours later, Michael glanced across the room. Kelsey was talking with Nicki Masters. Good, now he could concentrate on the conversation with Chris Hunter, the executive producer of Caroline. He was the one making the decisions about who would star in it. Because of the decision, Michael had accepted the invitation to the party despite the fact he’d rather be home alone with Kelsey.
Michael turned back to Chris, when a commotion caught his attention. Samantha Collins paraded into the room, her fake blonde hair twisted up onto her head, and the ruby red dress clung to every unflattering curve. Oh, great, she was the last thing he needed.
Samantha flirted her way across the room until she was in front of him and Chris. “Chris, great to see you.” She gave Chris an air kiss. “Michael, darling,” she said with exuberance. No air kiss. She nailed him on the lips, her hand resting on his shoulder.
Conscious of everyone’s eyes on them, including Kelsey’s, Michael set her away without being too obvious. He glanced over to Kelsey. Her eyes were wide and her mouth open.
Shit. He hadn’t been fast enough.
Kelsey turned away from him but not before hurt reflected in her features. Michael took a step toward Kelsey, but Samantha latched onto his arm. He was stuck for the moment. Samantha meant nothing to him. Kelsey had to understand he had to play nice.
“Michael.” Samantha all but purred his name. “I can’t wait until we have our next scene together.” She slid her hand to his ass and gave it a squeeze.
“Me, either.” Michael fought to keep the smile on his mouth. God, he really hated aggressive women.
“Since Sam let the cat out of the bag, I’ve got you set up for another round of auditions next Thursday,” Chris said
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“Great.” Some of the tension in Michael’s muscles leeched out. He still had a chance at the part. He’d done more research today. There was already a buzz going through the industry about Caroline. This was the break he’d been hoping for.
“Excuse me. There is someone I need to speak to.” Chris stepped away, and Michael was alone with Samantha.
“I really want you for the part,” she whispered in his ear, her hand splayed on his chest.
“I don’t do public displays.” He put some distance between them. Samantha pouted at him then a sneaky grin took over her lips.
“Oh, don’t want the little girlfriend to know about us? That’s fine.”
“There is no us, Samantha.” Michael kept his voice low. He didn’t want to create a scene.
“Not yet.” Her fingers brushed against his neck, and he shuddered when thinking about those claws sinking into his skin.
Kelsey fought to keep her cool as she clenched her hands at her side. She wanted to march across the room and tear that bottled blonde off her man. That woman had no right to touch Michael. He was hers, wasn’t he? A soft hand touched her arm, and Kelsey glanced at the woman she’d been talking with—Nicki Masters, a friend of Chris’s. They’d been introduced earlier.
“Don’t,” Nicki said softly. “She’s the leading lady in Caroline, and they’ll be seeing a lot of each other when Michael gets the part.”
“She needs to get her own man.” She trusted Michael. He wasn’t like her ex, but old insecurities hammered at her brain. What if Michael strayed? Was the perfume on his shirt the first sign?
“She wants you to make a scene. Samantha gets off on being the center of attention.”
Kelsey blew out a breath. “I still don’t like her touching Michael.”
“I like you, Kelsey, but you’ll have to get used to it. Hollywood is full of actresses like Samantha who will use their sex appeal to get ahead.”
“You’re not like that.”
Nicki laughed. “Damn, I like you.” Nicki reached into her purse and pulled out a card. “Give me a call and we’ll do lunch.”
“I’d like that.”
“Good. I’ll tell you all about my time as a scream queen and how Samantha Collins is only interested in finding a sugar daddy.” Nicki grinned. “But for right now, just hang on. Michael will be with you in a few seconds.” With that, Nicki sauntered her way across the room and said something to the blonde, who then dropped her arm from around Michael’s shoulders to gesture with her hands.
Michael stepped away from the woman, said something, and then started the trek across the room to Kelsey. Her nerves began to dance at his neutral expression. Was he upset? When he reached her, he didn’t say a word, but took her by the arm. He led her out onto the patio and over to a secluded corner. “Never forget, pet. You belong to me, and I belong to you.”
“How did you know?” she asked before she could censor herself.
“I see it in your eyes, your face, and the way you stared at me.” He pushed her back against the wall, and the bullet in her thong came to life. Her muscles jumped and she suppressed a groan. “Samantha Collins means nothing to me.”
Michael’s head descended. He took her lips in a demanding kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth while he ground his pelvis against hers, shoving the bullet harder against her clit. In an instant, her body throbbed with unfilled need and desire. He’d teased her all day and was now about to take her over the edge.
She wrenched her lips away from his. “May I come, Sir?”
“No.” He glanced over his shoulder before spinning her around until she faced the wall.
“Sir?” What was he doing? But she couldn’t deny the shiver of anticipation flowing through her veins. He was in total Dom mode, and she loved it.
“Are you questioning my actions, pet?”
“No, Sir.” She trembled when he pressed his erect cock against her ass.
“Hands over head. Palms against the wall.”
A quiver of desire trailed up her spine while she did as she was told.
“That’s it, my sweet.” His chest pressed into her back. “Do you know what I’m going to do?”
“No, Sir.” Well, that wasn’t exactly true. She had an idea, but surely, he wouldn’t do it here. Not in public. Not at a party.
“I’m going to fuck you hard and fast while I put the bullet on high.” Cool air brushed her thighs as he lifted her skirt. “And you’re going to come when I command you to, but you will do it quietly.”
Quietly? He had to be kidding. He knew she was anything but quiet when she orgasmed, especially when he used toys along with his cock. Hell, she screamed loud enough one night their neighbor had knocked on the door to make sure everything was okay. Michael’s fingers glided over her hips to the thong. He maneuvered the fabric out of his way. She shivered as his fingers brushed over her mound but didn’t penetrate.
“Sir, someone could see us?”
“Yes, they could.”
“But, Sir. These are people you work with.”
“I only know a few here, but you better behave so they don’t realize I’m fucking your brains out.” He pushed his fingers in her pussy. “You’re gushing.”
“Of course I am. Someone has been teasing me all day and then he put a bullet thong on me and has been turning it on and off all night.”
He chuckled. “I love teasing you and how wild you are when I finally fuck you.”
His fingers disappeared from her core. The head of his cock touched her pussy. Her muscles twitched in anticipation. He pressed forward and barely slipped into her pussy when her core clamped down on his dick.
“You’re fighting me.” The bullet’s speed increased. His lips brushed her ear as he bent his knees.
“I’m craving your cock.” Her muscles tightened and relaxed.
He thrust. She let out a groan as he filled her in a single move. He was so hard. He stretched her muscles to the limit. Her pussy clenched and pulsed around his dick. The bullet went up another notch, and she arched against him. The vibrations from the toy slid over her nerves, making her shimmer with pleasure.
“That’s it, baby,” he whispered. “I love it when you push your ass against me and force my cock even deeper into your pussy.”
He slid back and then in, again and again. His movements were slow and delicious, but she wanted more. Needed more.
The sound of a door opening made her stiffen. She bit her lip fighting a moan when he stilled his movement, his cock impaling her to the brim.
“Easy,” he whispered, his body covering hers. The door closed again, and he puffed out a breath against her ear. “They went back inside.”
“Thank goodness.” Relief made her knees weak. But her pussy clenched around him.
“Think how fun it would be to have someone watching us.” He slid out and thrust in. “Eyes on your face, watching your expressions as I fuck you.” He began to plunge faster and harder.
He curved his palms around her waist. “Or maybe I have you laid out on the bed, tied spread eagle. They’re standing there watching me clamp your pretty pink nipples before I kiss my way down your belly to your mound.”
Her mouth dropped open, not only at the image his words painted, but because the bullet vibrations increased. Wasn’t that darn toy on high yet? The bullet on her clit and his cock in her pussy created such delicious pressure that built higher and higher with each thrust. Her stomach quivered. Her climax was rising and fast.
“They watch as I part your pussy lips, showing them your pretty clit, which I proceed to clamp. You cry out in pleasure, and they sigh at the sound. Then I pull out a new toy.”
New toy? Her mind tried to process his words. What had he gotten now? More shivers of excitement slithered up her spine, making her squirm on his cock. He played her body like a master conductor.
“Your eyes will get very wide when you see my new toy.” He thrust even harder, and the bullet vibrations increased.
> Her stomach tightened and her nerves tingled. He was going to drive her over the edge very soon.
“You see,” he continued, his voice soft yet strong. “This is a new glass dildo, but it’s shaped so when I fuck you, it will hit your G-spot.”
She let out a moan. Hitting her G-spot was one sure way to make her come, and come hard.
“But not only that, it has smooth bunny ears to caress your clit.”
His right hand slid from her hip to the front of her crotch, right over the bullet. “And the glass is textured with little nubs so it will tease your pussy walls as I fuck you with it.” The bullet pressed harder into her clit and then rotated.
“Michael.” She couldn’t catch her breath. The picture he was painting was killing her along with his actions.
“Oh, and did I forget to tell you?” He rubbed the bullet around her clit, hard and fast. “I put the dildo in the freezer. So when I thrust it into your hot pussy, you’ll scream with pleasure.”
She pushed her ass back against him. She needed more of him in her. She was right there. About to make the leap off the cliff into her orgasm.
“That’s it, baby.” He pounded into her while playing with the bullet against her clit. “I can feel your pussy squeezing my dick like a vise. You’re ready. Come for me.”
The words left his lips, and her head fell back against his shoulder. His lips claimed hers right before she screamed her release. Her pussy tightening around his pulsing cock, spasming and clenching as the waves of pleasure rolled over her. Her clit was on fire, twitching as he held the bullet against it, drawing her climax out.
She went limp in his arms as her orgasm subsided. He released her lips, and her chin dropped to her chest as she panted.
He kissed her neck. “You are so beautiful when you come apart in my arms.”
“You didn’t climax?” He was still hard within her.
“Later. This was all for you.”
“You are so wicked for fucking me on this patio.” She lifted her head and found his lips with hers. This was the hottest, most erotic thing they’d ever done together. And she had to admit, she loved it. The slight fear of getting caught or being watched made it even hotter.