Lucia Jordan's Four Series Collection: Chosen, Whipped, Lick, Risk

by Lucia Jordan

  The fact that Burke admitted he wanted her put Avery at ease, but she was confused by his last comment. “What do you mean?”

  “I…I’m not like other men,” Burke started.

  “No, you’re not,” she agreed with a small smile.

  She was so incredibly warm and willing. How had he gotten so lucky to have this woman return his affection? But he needed to tread lightly. Could he reign in his need to dominate, at least for now, in order to quench the desire she stirred in him? Yes, he would at least try, but his need for her continued to grow with every passing moment. He knew he had to have her.

  “Come on,” he said.

  Avery had no clue what he was doing or where they were going but she found herself being pulled down the hallway and up a large staircase. They passed several closed doors before he stopped at the end of the hall and turned to her.

  It would be easier to show her instead of trying to explain what he was. But he knew he had to take it slow. “Before we go in, I want you to know you can tell me no at any time. You can tell me to stop, to slow down, whatever you need. I want you so badly it hurts, but you have to promise me that if I do something that you aren’t comfortable with, you’ll tell me.”

  What had she gotten herself into? He sounded so serious and looked so stern that a shiver ran down her spine. She wasn’t sure if it was from fear or from anticipation. Finally, she nodded.

  “No, I need to hear that you understand, Avery.”

  “I understand. I promise,” she agreed.

  The anxious look on her face made his heart ache. He didn’t want to scare her, he wanted to make her smile, make her laugh, make her scream with pleasure. He scooped her up and crushed his mouth against hers as he opened the door and carried her inside.

  “Mmmm,” he murmured against her lips. “You taste incredible. Like honey.” He started nibbling on her mouth again and wondered if she tasted as sweet elsewhere. He hoped she would let him find out.

  The determined look in his eyes made her tremble with need and eagerness. She wasn’t sure why Burke had giving her that warning but at that moment, she didn’t care. She just wanted this man to make love to her.

  He set her gently on her feet beside the bed and stepped back. Normally, he would have demanded that she strip while he watched, but making that demand might confuse her, might send her running away. He wanted, needed, to take control, but for this encounter, he’d try to shelve the Dominant he was and ease her into it.

  “Do you trust that I won’t hurt you?”

  “Hurt me?” She chuckled then sobered at his serious expression. “Why would you hurt me?”

  “I wouldn’t, but…I need certain things. I’ll try to be as gentle as I can be but I may get…a little carried away.”

  “Oh,” was all she could think to say. She had no idea what he had in mind but she knew one thing, she wanted this man with every fiber of her being. “I trust that you won’t hurt me.”

  He started to unbutton her blouse one button at a time but he ran out of patience. He needed to see her. Now. He gripped the material and ripped her shirt open, sending the tiny buttons flying in every direction. As she gasped, he pulled the fabric from her arms.

  “That was a fifty dollar blouse,” she protested in shock but she couldn’t deny the delicious feeling of decadence that coursed through her.

  “I’ll buy you a hundred new ones,” he growled and yanked the zipper down on the side of her skirt and let it fall to the floor. “Step out of it.”

  She did as he requested and felt a little self-conscious standing in front of him covered in nothing but her bra, panties and a pair of high heels.

  He stepped back and let his gaze slowly roam over her body. She was so much more beautiful than he’d ever imagined. Her lace bra covered her ample breasts and he could see her pink areolas through the lace. When she tried to cross her arms to cover herself, he pulled them down to her sides. “No. I need to see you.”

  “You’re really bossy,” she accused but did as he asked.

  “Yes, I am.” He didn’t deny it. In fact, she would soon see how bossy he could be. “Get on the bed.”

  She reached out and grabbed his shirt. “But you’re still dressed. I want to see…”

  He pulled her hands away. “I said, get on the bed.”

  She started to object but the expression on his face told her to stay quiet. His strict tone and determined look left her no choice but to obey him and she climbed onto the bed.

  “Lie down.”

  She leaned back into the pillows and looked up at him. His passionate gaze made chill bumps jump up all over her skin. His eyes raked over every part of her body, her breasts, her ribs, her abdomen, her thighs, her shins, her feet. When his gaze settled at the juncture between her legs she felt her desire begin to pool at her apex and she squirmed.

  “Absolutely stunning,” he whispered reverently.

  She usually didn’t like being on display, didn’t like being the focal point. But the hunger that was written on Burke’s face made her feel wanted, adored. She watched as he reached for his crotch and adjusted his cock. She couldn’t help the smile that curved her lips knowing she did that to him. Her body and his appreciation for it made him hard and needy.

  “You like that, you little minx? You like making my cock throb?”

  Avery was a little shocked at his vulgarity but it didn’t turn her off. She nodded. “Yes.”

  He leaned down and grasped the flimsy material of her panties. He looked into her eyes to gauge her readiness, before he yanked her panties from her body with a satisfying rip and tossed them over his shoulder. He walked around the bed and sat in the chair positioned at the end. “Now, show me what you like.”

  “What?” He wasn’t asking her to…

  “Show me what gets you off. Touch yourself.”

  “You’re kidding.” Avery laughed then stilled when she saw the stern expression on his face. “You’re not kidding.”

  Burke shook his head slowly. “No.”

  “But, I thought…”

  “I need to know what turns you on, where and how you like to be touched. I’m not used to asking for obedience a second time,” he warned.

  Obedience? Was he kidding? What was she, a dog? She should just get up, grab her clothes and walk out. It had been a long time for her but not so long that she was willing to be ordered around like a pet. Then a thought struck her.

  “You’re a Dominant, aren’t you?”

  Burke nodded slowly. “Yes.” He waited to see how she would react.

  She should leave. The idea that he was a Dominant and she was essentially his slave for the evening should have had her jumping up off the bed and running home. But she didn’t. She looked into his calm but decisive face and knew she would do exactly as he commanded.

  He saw her acceptance and, on a sigh of relief, took control. “Bend your legs, set your feet on the bed and spread your knees wide.”

  She slowly did as he instructed, leaving herself open to him. A wave of mortification coursed through her and she nearly closed her knees but the look of pure adoration on his face turned her mortification to wanton lust. All he was doing was staring at her and he looked like he was ready to explode. The power she felt made her head swim.

  “Stunning,” he proclaimed with a wicked smile. “Now, show me how you touch yourself.”

  Avery hesitated. It was one thing to be bold enough to lie before him completely exposed but another to perform for him what she rarely did in the privacy of her own bedroom. She looked into his eyes for courage and felt a boost of confidence at his pleasure. She reached down and slowly ran her finger between her folds. They came away already coated and she knew it wouldn’t take her long to achieve orgasm. With her other hand, he opened her lips and gently caressed the insides of her folds before going higher and zeroing in on her clit. It was already swollen and she couldn’t stop the moan that escaped.

  She moved lower and slipped two digits into he
r opening. She couldn’t believe how wet she was, which turned her on more. She moved her damp fingers up and down and back up again until she found her nub. She pinched it gently and panted. She was so close. It would only take a few more seconds before she fell over the edge.

  “Stop.”

  She jumped when she heard his command. She’d been so engrossed in her own ministrations that she hadn’t noticed that he’d left his chair and was now standing at the end of the bed completely naked. His body looked even more incredible unclothed and she couldn’t help but run her tongue across her lips. She looked down at his erect cock and her eyes flew open. She’d never been with anyone that well endowed before and she hoped she wouldn’t disappoint him.

  “Whoa,” she huffed in appreciation. She licked her lips again.

  Burke smiled at her reaction, gratified that she was impressed. He climbed onto the bed and moved her hands above her head. “Keep them there, otherwise I’ll have to tie you down.”

  The position pulled her breasts high and left her feeling a little more vulnerable but she didn’t mind it at all. “But I thought …”

  He placed a finger against her lips. “The first thing you need to remember about being my submissive is that you don’t question me.”

  Avery didn’t know what shocked her more, the fact he’d used the word my or the word submissive, but she kept her hands exactly where he had put them.

  He unhooked the front clasp of her bra and freed her breasts. He leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth and sucked. Avery arched her back when he bit down.

  “You like that,” he affirmed with a grin and pulled her back into his mouth.

  He moved from one breast to the other, showing each equal amounts of attention. He loved the mewing sounds that she emitted whenever his teeth connected with her sensitive peak and hoped she responded the same way when he nibbled on her clit.

  Avery had never had anyone show her breasts such attention. It was almost as if he was feasting on her flesh. And she loved it. Just the feeling of this tongue bathing her nipples and his teeth bringing her small amounts of pain had her climbing higher and higher.

  “Oh, oh, oh!” She was amazed that just his mouth on her breasts was bringing her so close to release.

  “No, not yet. I want to taste you. I want you to come on my tongue.” He moved down her body, nipping her ribcage, her abdomen and her pubic bone, then zeroed in on her pussy.

  He took the engorged nub in his mouth and sucked hard. She shot off the bed with a squeal and grasped his head. She realized her mistake when he pulled away and glowered at her.

  “I’m sorry,” she apologized as she moved her hands back above her head.

  “I told you what would happen if you moved your arms,” he reprimanded.

  “But…” Before she could utter another word, he moved up her body, grabbed a tie from the nightstand and quickly wrapped it around her wrists. He looped the material through a hole in the headboard and secured her arms.

  “Wait…”

  He stared at her, silently asking if she really wanted him to stop. When she said nothing more, he moved back down to her pussy. He smiled when he saw that she was even wetter than before. It pleased him to know that being tired up turned her on. It gave him hope for what could happen between them in the future.

  He lowered his face and inhaled. “You smell as sweet as you taste.”

  He placed his flat tongue between her lips and licked. Her juices pooled on his tongue and he couldn’t get enough of her. He slipped his tongue inside her and groaned. Her walls quivered around his tongue and he knew that when he was inside her tight channel, she would squeeze his dick like a vice. But that could wait. Right now, he needed taste all of her.

  He reached up one hand, latched onto her breast and tweaked her erect nipple. His other hand snaked between her legs and he plunged two fingers into her. He turned his fingers up and curled them as he took her clit into his mouth and bit down gently. He was glad he’d tethered her hands as she jumped off the bed and he heard her pull against her restraints.

  “Oh god! Oh god! I’m going to…” She couldn’t finish her declaration. Instead, she called out his name, “Burke!”

  Her walls constricted around his fingers as her orgasm took over. He didn’t stop nibbling her clit and lapping her juices until her spasms slowed.

  He climbed up her body and kissed her hard. He pulled back and enjoyed the dazed but satisfied look on her face. If having an orgasm from just his mouth and fingers put that look on her face, he wondered how exquisite she would look once she came from him pounding into her pussy.

  She’d never tasted her own juices before. She couldn’t say the taste was unpleasant, just a little different—salty and tangy all at once.

  “I think you’re ready for me now.”

  “Wait, what? I can’t go again. I’ve never…”

  “Yes, you can. And you will.” He reached over and opened the bedside table. He pulled out a condom, slipped it on and positioned himself between her thighs. He pulled her legs up over his shoulders and nudged her opening with the tip of his penis to tease her.

  She whimpered when he barely penetrated her than pulled again. “Burke, please.”

  “Is this what you want?” He pushed in a little further and pulled out, watching her go from expectant to frustrated.

  She nodded her head quickly. “Yes.”

  He tormented her until she was gasping with need. Then, when he couldn’t hold out any longer himself, he plunged into her in one stroke.

  “Oh fuck,” she cried as she threw her head back. He filled her so completely she thought he’d split her in two.

  “Open your eyes.”

  When she did as he commanded, he said, “I didn’t get to see your face before. I need to see your eyes when you come. Keep them open.”

  God, she felt so good. He had to remain still for a moment until he got himself under control again. Feeling her wrapped around him nearly sent him over the edge the minute he filled her. Finally, catching his breath, he slid slowly in and out of her, each forward thrust a little harder than the last.

  Avery couldn’t believe how incredible Burke felt. His languid movements and intense prodding hit the spot inside her that drove her crazy. She felt every inch of him as he leisurely drove into her and she loved it. She’d thought it had been a fluke when he’d found her g-spot with his fingers, but now she knew he was very much aware of what he was doing. She wanted to reach out and touch him, to dig her nails into his back and hold on for the ride. Instead, all she could do was grab ahold of the restraint around her wrists. She couldn’t stop the plea that escaped her lips. “Please.”

  “Begging. I like it. Do it again.”

  “Burke, please. Please.” She had no problem pleading when it felt so good.

  “Please, keep going, or please, you want me to stop?” he teased.

  “No! Keep going,” she wailed.

  Burke chuckled. “I can feel you’re getting close. Just hold on. Don’t come yet.”

  Avery didn’t know what he was saying. Stop her orgasm? Was he crazy? She wouldn’t have the first clue how to do that. Then he started moving faster and harder and she felt her walls start to quiver. “Burke! Oh, god, Burke.”

  “Hold on, baby. Not yet.”

  “I can’t…stop…” Avery tried to pull it back but she was so close. She closed her eyes, trying to find the strength to stop her body’s natural reaction.

  “Open your eyes,” Burke demanded as he pounded into her. He was almost there, almost at the edge and, as her eyes started to glaze, he ordered, “Now, come now.”

  As she called out his name and her walls squeezed him tight, he felt his own release take him over. “Fuck!”

  Burke stroked slowly in and out of Avery as he felt her last spasms around his cock. He released her hands, rolled and pulled her on top of him. After he got his breathing under control, he asked, “How do you feel?”

  Avery didn’t know
what to say. She was exhilarated, satiated, confused.

  “Baby, talk to me,” he urged as he smoothed her hair away from her face.

  “I…feel so many things right now. But what I feel the most is…incredible.” She smiled up at him.

  “No regrets?” he asked as he kissed her nose.

  She shook her head.

  “Good. Now, that went entirely too fast for my taste. Let’s try something else for round two.”

  ***

  Avery arrived at work just before nine o’clock. She usually showed up at least an hour earlier but she’d stayed with Burke all night and then had to rush home to shower and change.

  She sat down and booted up her computer. She had to work on inventory today and she wanted to make sure she had it completed early. She didn’t want to stay at the shop a minute past closing. She’d agreed to meet at Burke’s place after she got off work. In fact, Burke had insisted she come back to his house. He said he wanted her all to himself, didn’t want to share her with anyone else. The thought sent shivers of anticipation through her. Even though she was a little sore, she was looking forward to a repeat performance of the previous night.

  She was grinning like a fool when Margot stomped out of her office and slammed down a vase full of at least two-dozen long-stemmed red roses, splashing water everywhere.

  “What’s the meaning of this?” Margot shrieked.

  “I…don’t know,” Avery responded with confusion. “Someone sent you flowers?

  Margot tossed the card at Avery. “They’re not for me. They’re for you, you fucking bitch!”

  Oh, shit. Burke. What had he done? “Look, Margot. It’s not what you…”

  “What? It’s not what I think?” Margot screeched as she stormed around the room. “What I think is that you saw your chance to bag a hot, rich guy and you opened your legs for him like a little whore.”

  “Wait just a minute.” Avery stood up and faced her boss. She’d taken a lot of berating and insults from Margot over the years but she wasn’t going to let this woman cheapen what had happened between her and Burke. “I didn’t…”