Every Desire

by Nadia Aidan

  “Oh, Cade!” She screamed as she tangled her hands in his silky hair, holding his face imprisoned between her thighs. He was merciless as he sucked on her tiny nub, easily dragging her to the brink of orgasm, before abruptly releasing it, sending her body once again retreating from the edge. “Cade, I need you to make me come.”

  She shivered when he chuckled softly, the tiny vibrations sweeping over her.

  “I can make you come, but you have to beg me. Beg me to make you come, Montgomery.”

  She lifted her head to glare at him. “No.”

  He held her angry gaze as he flicked his tongue out to play with her stiffened bud. It was the most erotic sight she’d ever seen—to watch him as he pleasured her with his mouth. That was almost her undoing, but she found the willpower from some place inside of her to resist his demands.

  “I do not beg for anyone. You’re here to please me as I command.”

  He seemed unfazed by her words as the stroking of his tongue grew rougher, applying more pressure to her clit. She bit back a moan, even as her legs began to quiver.

  “Beg for it, Montgomery. You know you want to—”

  “No,” she said on a strangled moan. What was he doing to her? He had her so wound up that she was even tempted to give in.

  “Ahhhh!” She screamed out in frustration when he pulled his mouth away.

  “You will not come unless you beg.”

  White hot fury sliced through her and she instantly saw red. She knew men like Cade. He couldn’t get off unless he was controlling a woman. Well, she wasn’t keen on being controlled.

  “Get out.”

  She grew even more incensed when instead of moving he simply grinned at her before diving back in.

  “Ohhhh. No. I—told—you—to—leave,” she said on breathless pants as he devoured her with his skilful mouth.

  Hot, sticky wetness rushed from her and she felt her climax building inside her again as he rotated her clit between his lips.

  “Cade!” She cried out in a mixture of tortured pleasure when the first wave of her climax hit her at the same time he pulled away.

  “Beg me.” He growled out.

  Something dark and dangerous flashed in his gaze and she knew then that he would never give her the release she craved if she didn’t give in. She also knew that she could tell him a thousand times to leave and he would never make it to the door because he would simply fuck her with his hot mouth until she changed her mind. She’d never felt more trapped in her entire life and she cursed herself for not recognising Cade’s true nature before she’d invited him into her bed.

  “Beg, Montgomery. I want to hear you beg me.”

  “Fuck you, Cade!”

  Instead of answering her, he resumed his sweet torture. She knew she wouldn’t last the night if he kept this up. Warmth churned in her belly as she felt herself once again respond to his masterful touch.

  “Damn you ,” she cried out on a hoarse moan as she finally accepted that she would have to give him what he wanted if she was to get what she wanted.

  He seemed to realise he had her, because he tugged harder on her clit, sending slivers of heat skimming across her sweat slick flesh. Her legs began to shake again, and she knew if he pulled away this time she would surely die.

  He spread her thighs even wider and buried his face deeper between her legs as he ate her pussy like a starving man.

  She gripped the back of his head with both hands, her fingers twisting in his soft mane. She was so close, she could feel it, and she knew he did too.

  Before he could move away from her again, she found herself saying the last words she ever expected to hear coming from her mouth.

  “I need to come, Cade. Please, make me come.” The words were barely out her mouth when he nipped gently at her clit. Every inch of her was one big nerve ending and the slight pressure was enough to send her body hurling over the edge.

  She screamed out his name as violent shudders coursed through her until she exploded. Her orgasm was so strong that she swore she saw golden fireworks when she closed her eyes. Spasms shook her entire body as she poured her essence into his mouth. He drank from between her thighs, lapping up her juices long after she collapsed against the bed, spent.

  While she struggled to drag in a breath of fresh air, Cade continued to play with her swollen pussy as he stroked his tongue along the seam and circled her clit with the tip. He did this for a long while before he finally stood to his feet to tower over her.

  She stared up at him, her mind still clouded from the haze of her climax.

  “What?” She finally asked, when he just stood there wearing a smug grin.

  “Was that so hard after all?”

  She knew what he was referring to, but she didn’t speak on it, instead she said, “I should kick you out.”

  “But you won’t.”

  “How can you be so sure?” She wanted to wipe that self-satisfied grin off his face, but she couldn’t because in some way he deserved to boast just a little. That was by far one of the strongest, most memorable orgasms she’d ever had.

  “You won’t kick me out because you’re a woman of your word. Besides, don’t you want to find out who’s gonna last ‘til the end?”

  She rolled off the bed to stand to her feet as she furled her lips into a small smile. “Oh I already know who’s gonna last ‘til the end.”

  “Oh really?”

  “Uh huh.”

  “Don’t be so sure of yourself, Madam. You may find yourself pleasantly surprised.”

  Chapter Three

  A secret smile teased the edges of her mouth and he wondered what thoughts were brewing in her head as she turned her back to him.

  She hadn’t been pleased that he’d forced her to beg, and he had no doubt that if she got the opportunity she would turn the tables on him, but he had no intention of letting that happen. Whether Montgomery realised it or not, he’d started them down on a single path and there was no turning back now.

  “Undo my corset,” she whispered seductively, her voice wrapping around him like velvet.

  Without a word, he undid the hook and eye closures of her black corset, letting it fall to the floor when he was done. With her back still to him, he followed her every move as she wriggled out of her skirt and then her petticoat.

  Wearing nothing but her chemise and black stockings, she started to spin around but with his firm hand at her waist, he held her still. Sliding his hand around to rest against her belly, he stepped forward at the same time he nudged her backward, so that her entire body pressed against his.

  He bit back a low groan at the feel of her lush backside against him. He ached to smack his palm against her cheeks until they glowed a fiery red, but she wasn’t ready for that just yet. But later.

  Dipping his head to the curve of her slender neck, he slid his finger beneath the skinny strap of her chemise.

  “Allow me,” he said in a hushed whisper.

  She hissed out a low breath at the same time she nodded slowly. A small smile tugged at his lips. She wanted him again. He could feel the heightened energy around them as the scent of her arousal hung in the air.

  He twirled her around slowly and backed her towards the bed. When the backs of her knees connected with the edge, he released her so that she could sit down.

  “Scoot back. Further,” he added. He waited as she positioned herself until just her feet hung over the edge. “Now lean back on your elbows and bend your legs—”

  “When did you start giving the orders, cowboy?”

  He fought back his grin when she did exactly as he commanded even though she protested.

  He wanted to tell her that he’d been the one giving the orders all along, she just didn’t realise it, but instead he said, “Do you have a problem with anything I’ve asked you to do?”

  She snorted. “Besides commanding me to beg?”

  He forced himself not to roll his eyes at her surly pout. “Yes, besides that. I’m talking about ri
ght now. Is there anything I’m asking you to do that you don’t want to?”

  “Well, no—”

  “Then trust me.” He said quietly, his eyes never leaving hers. He needed to know that she trusted him. She had to believe that he would never do anything she didn’t want him to do for this to work. When she nodded slowly, he finally released a low sigh of relief.

  Without another word, he slid his hands along the length of her shapely legs, encased in sheer black stockings. He ran his hands all the way to her upper thighs, bunching the chemise near her hips, before he slowly dragged his hands back down to carefully roll down one stocking until he was able to slip it from her small foot. Setting the stocking aside, he did the same with her other leg.

  His pace was unhurried, and he delighted in the sound of her soft sighs as he teased his fingers across her bare skin.

  Setting the other stocking down on the bed, he stroked his palms along her legs until he reached her hips. With achingly slow movements, he pushed the garment past her rounded belly, and over her breasts until it couldn’t go any further. As if on cue, she lifted her arms and he quickly pulled the chemise from over her head and flung it aside.

  A few tendrils of her dark, curly hair escaped her bun, framing her lovely face like a halo. He grinned at that thought. She possessed the brain of a cutthroat businesswoman, the body of a whore, but the face of an angel.

  He raked his gaze over her body then, further confirming his last thought. Unencumbered by the corset, her lush breasts spilled forth to tempt him. Raising himself up on the bed he covered her lower body with his, and held himself up by his elbows as he dipped his head to draw one of her tempting peaks into his mouth.

  She let out a long moan as soon as his lips closed around her sensitive flesh. Lifting the weight of her other breast in his hand, he massaged the soft fullness, until her other nipple stiffened. He transferred his attention to that one, sucking at the hardened flesh as he kneaded her other lush mound with his hand.

  He continued to feast on her breasts, until she was panting and writhing beneath him.

  He lifted his head for just a second to drink in the sight of her beautiful face with her eyes shut tight, her lips parted slightly and her cheeks stained a deep cherry red. He’d always enjoyed the sight of a woman in the throes of passion.

  Cupping one fleshy globe again, he massaged it slowly, while he slid his other hand down the side of his body where he left her stocking.

  In one smooth motion, born out of years of practise, he seized her wrists in a single hand, wrapped one end of the stocking around them four times, and secured the other end to the brass headboard with a tight knot.

  He knew the moment she emerged from her haze of lust because she let loose a string of curses that would have singed the hairs off a lesser man’s chest.

  “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Untie me this instant!”

  She twisted frantically beneath him as her cheeks grew redder. He expected her to be angry. What he never expected was to see fear in her eyes.

  He reached out a hand to cup her face, dragging her full attention to him.

  “Montgomery,” he said softly. She stilled then, apparently hearing the tenderness in his voice. “I need you to trust me.”

  “You never said anything about tying me up. Besides, I don’t trust any man, Cade. You included.”

  “You may not completely trust me, at least not now. But you know I would never hurt you, right?”

  He ran his thumb back and forth across her full lips as he waited for her to answer him. He glimpsed the thunderous storm raging in her dark gaze. He figured being tied up made her feel powerless, vulnerable even. And he was sure at some point in her past, some man had taken advantage of her vulnerability and abused his power. But he sensed she knew he was not that kind of man. He could tell she wanted to trust him, but it was fear that held her back.

  Lowering his head to the crook of her neck, he trailed his tongue across her soft skin, as he inhaled the scent of jasmine in her hair.

  “Let me love you, Montgomery, as you should be. A man who hurts a woman, is not a real man. I would never hurt you. Trust me, and I’ll show you how sweet it can be to give up control to a real man.”

  Her body shuddered beneath his and when she whispered his name, he didn’t mistake the small note of surrender he heard in her voice. It was barely there, but it was there nonetheless.

  He rewarded her sweet surrender by raining kisses all over her body, tracing a pathway from her neck, all the way down to her toes and then back again until she was moaning beneath him, begging him to fuck her.

  Holding himself above her on one elbow, he shifted to that side, to glide his fingers through the folds of her womanhood. When his fingers came away slick with her juices, he knew she was ready.

  Settling between her thighs, he lifted her legs until the backs of her knees rested against his shoulders. Leaning over her, he positioned his stiff erection at her opening and slowly pressed his length inside her.

  They locked gazes as he entered her body for the first time. He ached to lower his head and kiss her, but he knew he could only push her so far in one night. Instead, he settled for the intimate look that passed between them as he buried his cock inside her tight sheath.

  “Are you alright?” he asked when he was nestled completely inside her.

  He groaned when she nodded her head, causing her body to rock against him. It had been so long, and he’d denied himself release while he pleasured her with his mouth so every movement was torture. He knew he wouldn’t last long, despite his wish to stretch this moment out for as long as he could.

  He held himself still for several minutes as he let her body adjust to his size before he jerked his hips in a steady back and forth motion, sending his hard flesh tunnelling inside her on slow, deep thrusts.

  Moans escaped her lips as she clenched her lids shut, and arched her back, thrusting her breasts higher into the air. The sight of her bound before him, her body his to do with what he pleased, sent shivers of heat roaring though his veins and he moved harder and faster against her, stroking inside her at a wild pace.

  Her moans escalated into hoarse cries, as he pounded his length deep within her pussy, pushing past the tight walls of her sheath. Wet warmth surrounded him, coating his dick as he thrust into her faster. His movements grew frenzied, and sweat dripped from his body onto hers, to mingle with the droplets that already dotted her dark caramel flesh.

  “Cade! Oh Lord!”

  He slammed into her harder, the sound of their sweat drenched skin echoing off the walls. His balls began to draw up closer to his body and his thrusts became animalistic as he pounded inside her, causing the bed to creak and the brass headboard to bang against the wall.

  Closing his eyes, he clenched his teeth together as his climax welled up inside him.

  “Montgomery!” He roared out her name at the same time he heard his own name tumble from her lips. Then he heard nothing else as blood pounded in his ears and he gave himself over to the power of his orgasm. A violent tremor jolted his body and he stiffened at the same time his cock erupted, pouring his seed deep inside her pussy. His essence completely drenched her channel until some spilled forth to trickle to the bed. He knew she came again when the muscles of her sheath tightened around him, drawing his climax out even longer as the evidence of their lovemaking blended together.

  When he could no longer hold himself up, he released her legs and collapsed against her breasts. Sweat coated their bodies as their breathing came in short, harsh pants.

  It was a long while before either one of them could move. He was the first to stir, mainly because he was the only one of them not bound. He lifted off her and easily untied her hands, leaving the stocking dangling from the bar. If he had his way, they would definitely need it again.

  As soon as he released her wrists, he settled back down beside her and pulled her small frame into his arms. Already half asleep, she snuggled into the cu
rve of his body. Holding her against him, he reared his head back just a fraction, to stare down into her sleeping face.

  He felt a strange warmth pool in his belly at the same time an invisible fist closed around his heart. What the hell! He hadn’t been expecting that. But he couldn’t deny there was something about this woman that drew him in. He’d felt it the day she’d marched into his office, cursing up a blue streak.

  The Madam was as tough as they came, but Montgomery was a vulnerable woman who carried deep scars from her past. The Madam and the woman, both intrigued him, but it was the latter that he’d seen tonight. She’d tried to be the Madam when he first arrived, but she’d ended up revealing the woman to him, and now, foolish as it was, he wanted her to reveal more.

  * * * *

  Montgomery sat at her vanity, twisting her long hair into a single plait until it fell across one shoulder.

  When she was done she stood and donned her gown, readying herself for bed.

  “You did the right thing,” she muttered to the empty walls of her bedroom. She knew she’d done the right thing, so why did her body curse her with every step she took towards her lonely, empty bed?

  She’d had one of her girls deliver a note to the sheriff, just before supper, informing him that he was released from their contract. In the note, she promised to hold up her end of the bargain, and move Every Desire outside the city limits. She also indicated to him that her attorney would meet with him first thing Tuesday morning to go over the details.

  Everything was all squared away. The sheriff would get what he wanted, and she would be free to cower inside her room away from the desires of a man who was apparently a true master at sexual dominance.

  She’d been with men who pretended to know how to wield sexual power over a woman, but she’d exposed them for the frauds they were and in the end it was she who wound up in control. Cade was no fraud. Everything about him, from his skilful touch to his deep voice was a tool he wielded effortlessly as he commanded her body. She’d never been interested in giving her power over to a man in the bedroom, and at thirty-two years of age, she had no plans to start, no matter how good the sheriff was.