Mentor

by Opal Carew

  “I don’t think I could do that.”

  “We’ll see.” He leaned closer and coiled a tress of her hair around his finger, then gazed into her eyes. “I believe I could have you begging for what you want. Using the filthiest words you can imagine.”

  She could feel her cheeks heat. “What about the fantasies?”

  “I’ve read up on women’s top sexual fantasies. One of them is being with a stranger.” His grin widened. “But you’ve already done that.”

  Remembering walking into this penthouse and seeing him naked in the chair reminded her that she had thrown herself at a complete stranger.

  And loved it.

  “Other fantasies involves Domination and submission,” he said. “The woman dominating the man as well as the man dominating the woman. You already had the opportunity to dominate me, but even though I was tied to the chair, you submitted to me.”

  “The fact that you let that happen shows that you prefer to be in control,” she said.

  He laughed. “I’ll never deny that.” He took her hand and kissed it. “But if you want to try being in control, I’ll do it.”

  She nodded, not sure she wanted to go that route, but the memory of him helpless in that chair had been a sight to behold. Her breasts swelled as her nipples puckered.

  “Then there’s voyeurism and exhibitionism. And having sex in public. Or anyplace that triggers a fear of being caught to heighten arousal.”

  “I don’t think that’s for me. Or my readers.”

  “If you don’t enjoy it, then that’ll come across to your readers. But don’t count it out too quickly. Have you ever had a fantasy of sex on an elevator?”

  Every time she saw the two handsome men from the seventh floor get off the elevator she did.

  He laughed when he saw her cheeks flush.

  “You know, some of these fantasies can be satisfied by role-playing. Or by making special arrangements. For instance, I could have the elevator in my office building, which I own, set up for our private use if you thought you’d like to try that.”

  The thought of Avi pressing her against the side of an elevator while it glided upward, holding her hands against the wall, then his cock pressing into her, made her slick with desire.

  “Or we could have sex in the back of a limousine. The driver wouldn’t see us through the privacy window, but you’d know he was only a couple of feet away. There are lot’s of possibilities.” His eyes glittered. “And I think the idea of some of them is turning you on right now.”

  She licked her lips. “Maybe.”

  He sipped his wine, his eyes alight with amusement.

  “Then there’s the classic that so many women fantasize about.”

  She sipped her wine. “And what is that?”

  “Being with two men.”

  Chapter 6

  As soon as Avi said it, he saw Elle withdraw.

  She didn’t say anything, and she probably thought she was hiding it well, but her body stiffened and the glow in her eyes, heightened by her arousal, faded immediately. Her fingers tightened around her wine glass so much he feared the stem would snap in her hand.

  He understood if the idea of being with two men wasn’t her thing, but something else was going on here. Had she tried it in the past and it had gone wrong? Maybe she didn’t like the idea of double penetration.

  If she did like the idea of being with two men but that was what stopped her, he could assure her that anal didn’t have to be part of it. It would be all about having two men shower her with attention. In only the ways she wanted.

  But right now, he sensed dropping the idea was the best thing to do.

  “Are you hungry?”

  “Uh… yes, thank you.”

  Over dinner, they talked. She told him she grew up in a small town in the north part of the state, near the Canadian border. She’d come to New York for the excitement of life in the big city. She dreamed of being a published author and was trying to get a job with a publisher, but it was difficult. For now, she worked in retail.

  Avi told her how he’d taken the reins of the family business. It was a huge company dedicated to developing new technologies. He didn’t want to bore her with too much of that, so he then told her a bit about Beekman Place and the neighbors. When he talked about his next door neighbor Kent and the happiness he’d found with Christina, he was sure she could tell how much he wanted what they’d found for himself.

  Damn. He’d have to be careful that he didn’t drive her away since she was skittish about the idea of starting a relationship.

  He served her desert, a fluffy chocolate mousse with fresh whipped cream and smiled as he watched the delighted expression on her face when she drew the spoon from her mouth.

  “Mmm, this is so good.” She took another spoonful and he couldn’t help watching her tongue glide along her lips as her face glowed.

  When they were both finished, he changed the music to something more romantic. He refilled her wine glass and they moved to the couch.

  “I just want to be very clear,” she said as soon as she sat down. “I’m happy to keep seeing you so that you can mentor me. But I don’t intend to get involved in a serious romantic relationship with you. This is just about the sex.”

  “Which is what any man would be thrilled to hear.”

  She gazed at him, her lips compressing. “But not you. I could tell when you talked about your friends, Kent and Christina, that you’re looking for a serious relationship. I just want to be clear that you won’t find it with me.”

  “I won’t lie. From the first time we were together I knew there was something special about you. That there could be something between us.”

  She shook her head. “You hadn’t even seen me. It was just sex.”

  He grinned. “You’re saying it couldn’t be love at first sight, because I couldn’t see you?”

  Her expression remained serious. “No, because love at first sight doesn’t make sense.”

  He sipped his wine. “I get it, Elle. How can you love someone you don’t know? But I’m not saying that I love you.”

  “Good.”

  “I’m saying that there’s something special between us. I believe there’s the possibility that we could fall in love.” He took her hand. “I’ve never felt this way with any other woman before. I have felt intense attraction. Red hot passion. But never this special, indefinable thing that I feel for you.”

  Elle stared into Avi’s hypnotically compelling brown eyes. The enthralling intensity she saw there captivated her.

  And also alarmed her.

  She drew her hand away, her head shaking.

  “Avi, it’s not going to happen. I don’t want any more than what I already said. Clearly that’ll be a problem for you, so I don’t think we should do this.”

  She put down her glass, ready to leave, but he captured her hand.

  “Don’t go. I heard what you said and I respect it. I’ll let this relationship follow the path you’re most comfortable with. If you change your mind, and this turns into more, of course I’ll be thrilled. But I won’t push you for more than you want to give. I promise you that.”

  She bit her lip. “It doesn’t seem like a good idea.”

  He raised her hand to his mouth and pressed his lips to her palm, then turned it over and nuzzled the back. The intense delight that quivered through her set her body ablaze.

  “Are you really going to tell me that when we touch, it doesn’t have a profound affect on you?”

  He glided his fingertips from the pulse point on her wrist to her elbow. The sensitive flesh pebbled with goose bumps and her breath caught.

  “More so than with any other man?” he continued.

  She licked her lips. “I… uh… yes, I am very attracted to you, but—”

  “No but’s, sweetheart. Just give us this chance. Don’t give up what we have together. Even if you decide to end it after only a few weeks. Or months. Let yourself enjoy this. And learn from it for yo
ur writing. You want to be the best erotic romance author you can be, right?”

  She nodded, mesmerized by his words… and his touch as his fingers glided lightly over her upper arm.

  “So trust me that you are in control of how our relationship unfolds. You can end it anytime you want.” He smiled. “Not that I won’t try to change your mind, of course.”

  He kissed her wrist, the light brush of his lips making her quiver.

  “Okay,” she murmured.

  He smiled at her, then took her hand and drew her to her feet.

  “Good. Let’s dance.”

  He guided her to an open area by the windows, the city lights glittering below them, and gathered her close. As he moved her around the room in a fluid motion, she felt safe and cherished in his embrace.

  The romantic music and soft candlelight worked their magic on her, making her cares slipping away. And being so close to Avi made her heart race.

  He gazed into her eyes and her heart swelled at the warm glow she saw there.

  He tipped up her chin and his lips met hers. Gentle. Arousing as they played over hers.

  Then he deepened the kiss, pulling her closer to him. His tongue nudged her lips and she opened to him, welcoming. His tongue dipped inside and then pulsed. She drew in a breath, her body melting against him.

  She realized they were moving again. She was unsure when they’d stopped. And it was toward the stairway. He scooped her up and carried her to the second floor, then down the hall to his bedroom.

  “This time I’m going to see you,” she murmured as he released her lips and set her beside the bed. “And you’re going to see me.”

  She loosened his tie loose and he pulled it off as she unbuttoned his shirt, watching the broad expanse of chest revealed as she moved lower. He shrugged out of his jacket and then tossed the shirt aside.

  He unfastened her blouse and she let it drop to the ground as he unhooked her bra. He drew it away slowly. Reverently.

  The warm masculine approval in his eyes as he stared at her naked breasts set her heart pounding. She wanted to feel him touch her. Cup her soft breasts. Caress them in his big, masculine hands.

  He unzipped her skirt and eased it down her hips, then with a smile on his lips, traced the top of her panties. His finger slid to the peek-a-boo opening on the front and he stroked the soft skin exposed there.

  “Very sexy. This could drive a man absolutely wild.”

  She drew back her shoulders, pushing her naked breasts forward.

  “Really. And there’s nothing else that might distract your attention from that?” she said with a grin.

  He chuckled. “Believe me, baby. Everything about you is distracting.”

  His finger pushed under the fabric of her panties and stroked over her folds. She sucked in a breath at the heady feeling. She could see his cock swelling in his boxers. She flattened her hand on his stomach and glided down over the growing bulge.

  Then she squeezed him. He was rock-hard, and oh, so thick.

  He tumbled her onto her back on the bed and leaned over her. With a growl, his lips brushed hers, lightly at first, but then it turned to a more passionate kiss. His arm slid around her and he pulled her against him, her breasts crushed tight to his solid chest, her nipples hardening and spiking into him.

  He leaned back and stripped away her panties in one quick motion. Then his lips were grazing her stomach, his coarse stubble tickling her skin. She coiled her fingers in his hair and drew him upward, wanting to feel his mouth on her nipples.

  He captured one and teased it with his tongue, to her sighs of appreciation. When he began to suckle, she moaned, pulling him tighter against her. As he sucked her rigid nub, his hand glided down her stomach. His fingers explored her intimate folds, teasing over the flesh in delicate strokes. When she felt his fingertip graze her opening, then slowly push inside, she moaned.

  “You’re so wet for me, baby. I love that.”

  His mouth covered her other nipple as his finger pushed in deeper. Then a second one followed. She arched against him.

  He lifted his head, grinning at her, then prowled downward. His tongue pushed into her folds and pleasure rocketed through her as he teased her clit. The intense sensations quivered through her, taking her breath away.

  His fingers pushed deeper and he suckled her clit. Scorching need blazed through her. Building with the movement of his fingers as they slowly pulsed inside her. She pulled him tighter to her, arching against him. He sucked deeper and the pleasure already vibrating through her exploded. The orgasm caught her off guard, propelling her into a blissful state of euphoria. She rode his fingers, rocking her hips against his hand. His mouth still firmly in place, kept her bliss rising higher and higher.

  Then she peaked, riding the wave of ecstasy on a long, lingering wail for what seemed an eternity.

  Finally, she faded back to earth, slumping on the bed.

  He lifted his face and smiled at her.

  She pushed her hair back from her face.

  “Oh, my God. That was…” She shook her head in amazement. “I don’t even have the words.”

  He laughed and slid up her body. “I aim to please.”

  She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Well, please, Sir. I’d like more.”

  He rolled back and pushed off his boxers. His hard cock sprang upward. She wrapped her hand around it and started to roll toward him, intent on licking it from stem to stern, then sucking it deep into her mouth.

  But he pressed her back on the bed and arched over her again.

  “Right now I want to make love to you,” he said. “For the first time where we can look into each others’ eyes.”

  “Really? But what if I want to suck your cock right now?”

  He wrapped his hand around his thick shaft and pressed the tip to her slickness. She drew in a deep breath as he stroked over her with the hard cockhead.

  “Is that what you want right now, baby?” He rocked forward, pushing the tip in a tiny bit. Her body quivered at the pleasure. “To suck my cock?”

  “Well, I—”

  His cock pushed deeper and she moaned as his wide corona stretched her. He rocked forward and back, stroking her opening with his hard, hot flesh.

  He pushed in deeper, but then pulled back, to her moan of disappointment. He hovered on the edge, just short of pulling free.

  “Because I’ll pull out if that’s what you want.” Amusement glittered in his eyes.

  She opened her legs and arched against him, taking him inside again, squeezing his cockhead with her intimate muscles.

  He chuckled. “Tell me what you want, baby.”

  She remembered him telling her about dirty talk. About making her say what she wanted in explicit detail.

  “I want you to push your thick cock deep into my pussy.”

  His smile broadened, and he stared straight into her eyes. He moved forward, pushing his cock into her. It filled her slowly, but relentlessly. Gliding in deeper and deeper. She stared into his chocolate brown eyes as his thick shaft stretched her wide.

  Her body quivered in delight as he filled her. The glow in his eyes mesmerized her.

  His cock continued to slide in, until finally his groin was tight to hers.

  “Fuck, you feel so good around me, sweetheart.”

  She couldn’t even utter a word. But she squeezed him, eliciting a groan.

  His mouth captured hers and his tongue thrust inside. He thoroughly explored her mouth, setting her on fire.

  Oh, God, his cock was inside her, and his tongue was claiming her in a sweet possession.

  She melted into him, knowing she was completely his.

  With his mouth still locked on hers, he rocked back, dragging his cock slowly along her passage. She moaned into his mouth. When he reached her opening, he drove forward again in a firm, steady thrust. Pleasure quivered through every nerve ending.

  Her tongue danced over his, then snuggled against it.

  He drew
back, then thrust deep again. He freed her mouth so they could both suck in a breath. He began to surge into her in continuous strokes. He took her mouth again, the passion of his kiss matching the passionate movement of his body.

  He filled her again and again. Stroking her sensitive flesh. Driving her pleasure higher and higher.

  “Oh, yeah.” She clung tight to his shoulders, feeling dizzy. “Oh, my God, Avi. I’m going to… You’re making me…” She sucked in a breath as he rode her faster, driving her pleasure to the breaking point.

  “Tell me, baby.”

  “Oh, Avi, I’m coming!”

  Her body burst into a ball of flames as an orgasm catapulted through her. Pleasure rippled across every cell in her body, vibrating in an effervescent, cataclysmic swell of ecstasy.

  He pounded deeper, his cock like a jackhammer filling her again and again.

  She gasped, then moaned as the orgasm exploded to another level, shattering her world. She was a boneless mass in his arms now as he kept pummeling her with pleasure. She rode the wave, barely staying conscious as he filled her over and over again.

  Then she reached another summit and wailed, her cries echoing off the walls.

  Finally, she slumped back, gasping for air.

  Avi groaned, then drove deep, pinning her to the bed. She could feel him pulsing inside her, then he collapsed on top of her, but never taking his gaze from hers. He found her lips and kissed her. A long, sweet, tender kiss.

  When his lips finally released hers, he gazed at her again and smiled.

  Happiness surged through her. And all she could think was, oh, shit, I’m in trouble now.

  Because she knew she was falling for him.

  Elle woke up to the sweet feel of Avi’s arms around her, his body snuggled close behind her. His body was so warm and strong. Being like this touched something deep inside her.

  If she was his woman, she knew he would protect her. Care for her.

  Love her.

  She wanted that… but she had to resist these feelings.