by Piper Stone
“Oh my God! Look at the candle and the bubble bath. My hubby is going to be happy tonight!” As the excited blonde showed off her gift, the grunts and moans of the crowd filtered into the dense air.
“Me, really? I mean… it’s been what, six years?” Cristal watched him place a shimmering foil package under the tree, nod to Brenda and saunter their way. And he only had eyes for her. Dear fucking God, I’m going to faint. The stunning six foot four inch blond man took sexy and gorgeous to a dangerously new level. Licking her lips, she nonchalantly gazed down the length of his carved body. No man ever filled out a pair of tight black jeans like Thorne. A scarlet silk shirt hugged his chiseled pecs, and he looked good enough to be a calendar cover for the Chippendales. The years of maturity had turned him into one delicious treat for the eyes.
“Five, but who’s counting? And I think he’s a very happy man seeing you.” Bubbling with giggles, Wendy wiggled her finger, pointing discretely to the thick bulge between his legs.
“Wendy!” Cristal chastised, but holy fuck, the man was hard and horny. Was it really because of her? She remembered the lanky boy who had grown into a stunning man right before her eyes. Intense desire had burned within both of them for years, to the point that he had eventually surprised her with a passionate kiss. The memory sweet, she shuddered as she envisioned the sticky summer day, the large oak tree and his hard body pinning her to it. While she wanted nothing more than to make love with him that day, she’d been trying to rekindle a dying marriage. The guilt continued to plague her, even through Cory’s copious affairs.
“I want you. I’ve craved you for years,” Thorne whispered as he cupped her face, his thumb dragging back and forth across her lips.
“Thorne, we can’t.” Cristal was mesmerized by his eyes, the way he touched her.
“You want this.”
“Yes, but I’m still married.”
The thoughts were haunting, driving her into a state of desire she hadn’t experienced in years. Swallowing hard, Cristal shook off the images. This shouldn’t be happening.
“Hi ya, baby brother.” Rising onto her tiptoes, Wendy kissed his cheek.
“Hi ya, sis.” Turning his gaze, he blazed a long slow trail down the length of Cristal. “Whew! Damn, you look hot.” Thorne grinned.
“Thank you. I’m just the same,” Cristal managed.
“Doesn’t she look hot?” Wendy jabbed his ribs.
“Very much so.” Taking Cristal’s hand, he brushed his lips across her palm and darted a series of licks up and down her fingers. “Mmm… I’ve missed you.”
Did he just lick me? A screaming echo pulsed in her ears as jagged shimmers of fuchsia and tangerine stars floated in front of her eyes. “Thorne.” Her voice was barely audible, as sensations that she’d never felt before rushed through her body. Her pussy clenched as a trickle of her juice slid into her panties. “I didn’t know you were back from California.”
“Seems like someone kept my arrival a secret.” Thorne gave Wendy an evil grin.
“Number forty-six!” Brenda called. “Now don’t forget, you can snag another gift if you don’t like what you get.”
“I’m glad… to… um… see you.” Damn it girl! You aren’t in high school. He’s just a man. Cristal smiled. Thinking he was just a man was a woefully ridiculous statement. He was the man of her fantasies every single night of the week. Thorne was five years her junior and the age difference had always bothered her. While she’d never told anyone of her brazen hunger officially, her friend Wendy knew stone-cold Cristal had the hots for her brother. She’d followed his career in the magazines, even cutting out her favorite pictures. An aspiring model and actor, his savvy business sense afforded him all the perks and toys a man might desire. And as he undressed her with his eyes, she knew he wanted her naked, lying on silk sheets.
As Brenda waved a welcome to Thorne, she kept the gift giving going, calling out, “All right, Bart, your turn!”
“I can’t wait to see what you have for a famished male.” His voice gravely, Bart whistled into the crowd as he grabbed the elf figurine printed bag.
They stood quietly, watching the gift exchange.
“We need to liven up this party,” Wendy said casually.
“Would you consider having a drink with me?” Thorne asked. “Maybe we could go somewhere quiet.”
“I’d… I’d love to,” Cristal answered, feeling her confidence building. She glanced at the group crowded around the tree and grimaced. Her foil bag had been pushed right to the front.
“Lordy, how did you know?” Bart’s booming laughter filtered throughout the room as he held up a baby pink woman’s tee shirt. Covered with sequins, the material shimmered in the festive lighting.
“I think that’ll look great on you, Bart,” Brenda laughed as she picked up another package.
“Why don’t we sneak away? I need a drink and I’d love to get to know everything you’ve been doing.” Thorne grabbed Cristal around the waist and swung her around in circles. “I can’t wait to get to know you again.”
“Hey baby brother, just wait for a minute or two,” Wendy admonished. “You can’t leave the party just yet.”
Laughter filtered across the room as several guests clapped.
Brenda coughed. “We’re on a roll guys. “Number forty-seven!”
Thorne winked at Wendy and pursed his lips. “Whatever you say, sis.”
“Thorne,” Cristal breathed. God, they’re all in this together. What are they thinking? Have an affair with a boy? But he wasn’t a boy. He was the man she dreamed about every night. She gazed into his eyes and felt every part of her body quiver for Thorne. He was the guy she longed for to fill her most secret fantasies. Her routine was almost the same every night. A glass of wine, a lovely vibrator and thoughts and visions of Thorne were all the fuel she needed as she shoved a thick sex toy into her cunt. While the images were nothing short of stunning, she craved real flesh and blood.
“Yes, baby?” Thorne inched closer, grinding his hips back and forth across hers. Wrapping his arm around her back, every move was a sensuous dare.
“Squee! Look at this tasty treat, guys! Chocolates! I have all kinds of ideas how I’m going to use these and it has everything to do with my man.” The squeals jazzed the guests until they whistled and cat-called.
“Just a couple more. Bart, Samantha, do you want to trade your gifts for the last two under the tree?” Brenda asked.
“Not a chance!” Samantha cooed as she swayed her hips back and forth.”
“No, we’ll keep it. I think my naughty wife kinda wants to see me in pink,” Bart mused.
Cristal eyed the wrapped package as a single tremor of anticipation trickled down her spine.
“Number forty-eight.” Brenda grinned and gazed toward Cristal, her look nothing short of a kitten-caught-in-a-bowl-of-milk stare.
Cristal didn’t have to look at the tiny slip of paper to know her number was up. “You both set me up.”
Wendy pushed her with a single finger. “You bet. Call it an intervention.”
Brenda lifted the red foil bag and nodded toward Thorne. “That must make you number forty-nine. Why don’t you two lovebirds open your gifts together?”
Help me God, I’ve dropped into my own private moment of hell. Cristal felt every part of her body shaking.
“Hmm, I think you might like my selection. I had a particularly scintillating woman in mind,” Thorne breathed as he brushed a single finger down her bare back.
Chills danced down the length of her body and directly into her pussy. Barely able to feel her legs, she glided forward. Why was it that all eyes were on her? As she slowly unwrapped the foil package, she attempted to control her ragged breathing, but with every stolen glance at Thorne, she became lost in a sea of wanton desire. The Victoria’s Secret box was the first give away of just how far her wicked friends had gone to conspire against her. As she pulled the bright pink tissue paper away, she gasped.
“What
did you get?” Wendy giggled.
“Pull it out,” Brenda encouraged as she strolled to the CD player. Flipping a switch, the sounds of Madonna’s Santa Baby floated into the room.
Swallowing hard, Cristal fingered the beautiful scarlet lace and shook her head.
Thorne inched forward and lifted her chin. “While I long to see you in this, I plan on stripping it off and ravaging your body. I’ve waited long enough to taste you.”
The words were a simple statement and for a moment Cristal couldn’t speak. Her lower lip quivering, she gazed into his midnight blue eyes, mesmerized. She was also full of anxiety.
Leaning over, his long golden locks fell across her cheeks as he pressed his lips against hers. He swept his tongue across the seam of her mouth and breathed in deeply before easing back. “You’re the most beautiful woman in the world. You have to know how much I’ve wanted you.”
Cristal had no idea how to answer.
“Can we see?” Wendy asked, her eyes sparkling.
“Um… okay.” Her hand shaking, Cristal pulled out the corset and matching thong. Sighing, she felt all eyes on her and knew she’d be embarrassed, but at that moment she was titillated from the wicked thoughts brewing.
“Now we’re talking!” Brenda laughed as she grabbed her glass of wine. “Thorne. Open your gift.”
“No!” Cristal gasped. Oh shit! He was going to think that… that… As she watched his grin turn mischievous she was torn between her concerns about their age difference and her guilt about their single moment of passion. Guilt? The asshole Cory’s out of your life. Hearing the words of her friends racing through her mind, she realized they were right. It was time to live a little.
“Yes,” Brenda half shouted as she handed Thorne the gift.
It seemed like slow motion, Cristal watched as he opened the bag and yanked out the contents. “Well, well, I know exactly what to do with these,” Thorne said as he locked eyes with her. Holding up the fuzzy red cuffs, he grinned, then jerked out the flogger. “I think I like this best and I know exactly how I’m going to use it.”
Crack!
Cristal jumped at the sound as she eyed his playful look, his eyes casting a long gaze down her body. Holy fuck! What had she gotten herself into?
“Now the fun really begins,” Brenda laughed.
“Who knew you had a kinky side?” Wendy added, grinning at Cristal.
“I did.” Thorne’s voice was a mixture of husk and need as he advanced, his actions predatory. Jerking her into his arms, he grunted as he crushed her mouth, thrusting his tongue past her pursed lips.
Stunned, Cristal dropped the naughty outfit and whimpered through the kiss. Every part of her body on fire, she could no longer breathe as she tried to collect her thoughts and focus. Still, the savage beast caged for so many years forced its way to the surface. Bursting free, she wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer. As they explored the dark recesses of the other’s mouth, feelings of ecstasy exploded throughout her body. Her nipples hardened, scraping against her dress and she was left breathless.
Thorne grunted and pushed her hard against the nearest wall, the thud reverberating throughout the room, mixing with the excited gasps. Pressing his hands down her arms, he gathered the silk between his fingers and lifted her dress slowly as he ground his hips back and forth across hers.
Her heart racing, she brushed her hands down his back to his ass, marveling in the feel of his hard body as his cock throbbed against her belly. As the kiss became a manic moment of rapture, she wound her leg around his just as his fingers pressed against the thin elastic of her thong, pushing his finger underneath. The moment he touched her clit, she moaned as her body pitched forward, driving his finger past the lips of her pussy. Incredible sensations washed over her body as he plunged his finger in and out until her tight muscles grabbed the invasion, drawing him in deeper. For several seconds, he thrust in and out of her cunt, the feeling of ecstasy sweeping her body.
Thorne broke the kiss and nipped her bottom lip, taking the tender flesh between his teeth until she whimpered. Easing his head back, his eyes darted back and forth across her while he continued thrusting his fingers deep inside.
Clawing his arms, Cristal allowed a slow breath to escape as she attempted to focus. This was insane. They should stop. But she didn’t want to stop. In fact, she refused to pull back. She wiggled, her body undulating with his magical rhythm and she knew she could come easily. The scent of her hunger wafted up between them and it was at that moment she remembered they were in the middle of a party. “Thorne. We can’t do this. Please.”
Thorne sighed and gently removed his fingers as he palmed the wall beside her head. Drawing his fingertip into his mouth, he sucked the long digit, allowing the noise to flutter over the din of the music. His sultry words meant only for her, he grinned as he removed his finger, drawing a circle around his mouth. “You taste so sweet. I can’t wait to bury my tongue in your hot little pussy.”
The moment he moved back, she could see the stunned looks on the guests’ faces. Suddenly she’d gone from being an upstanding art dealer to a shameless hussy in five minutes flat. The quiet in the room was deafening.
Until everyone began clapping and whistling.
Mortified, Cristal could barely think and even though they all appeared thrilled that she’d pitched her confining steel mask away, she couldn’t face them. She could feel the heat rise from her chest, skating up her neck to her face, and at that moment she would’ve fallen to the floor if Thorne haden’t been holding her.
“Way to go, baby!” Wendy teased.
This is insane. Oh, my God. She was shaking all over.
“You okay?” Thorne asked as he eased her away from the wall.
“No… yes… no…” Stealing one quick look into his soulful eyes, she pushed him back and bolted toward the hall. She had to have time to collect herself. Jesus! What the fuck did I just allow to happen? Chastising her horrendous behavior, she bumped against the wall as she ran down the hall toward Brenda’s bedroom. Her breath caught in her throat, she fumbled for the light, unable to find the switch. Finally just heading for the bathroom by the glow of the moonlight streaming in through the open blinds, she resisted sobbing.
Shaking, she gripped the counter and clawed the marble until her hands ached before reaching for the bathroom light. There was a back door, and she had every intention of using it. The second she flipped the switch, hands grabbed her around the waist. “Ah!” As she heard the sound of the door closing, she realized her sexy attacker was Thorne. She eyed him in the mirror and bit her bottom lip.
His look was ravenous. “You aren’t going to run away from me again, Cristal. I refuse to let you go. I was stupid enough to allow that to happen five years ago when I knew that bastard was hurting you. Instead of helping you understand that we are meant for each other, I listened to all your reasons for letting you go and I left you alone.”
“What happened between us was wrong.”
“No, it wasn’t wrong, for God’s sake and yet I ran away to California to get you out of my mind,” Thorne said through clenched teeth.
“What? What are you saying?”
“Yeah. Wendy never told you, did she? I did everything I could to put your memory away, but every time, you came screaming back into my mind. No matter what relationship I was in or success I had, it was always about you. Wanting you. Needing you. Craving you.”
“But… you have everything and…” Cristal couldn’t believe his words, his haunted eyes.
“I had nothing. Be with me.”
“You’re Wendy’s brother. You’re so much younger. You have your whole life ahead of you.”
“You have it all figured out, don’t you? Every excuse to push me out of your life again. But your body gives you away. You want me. No, you need me.”
“Thorne, I…” All figured out? As the past years flashed in front of her eyes like a wretched movie, she grimaced. “No.” But he was right, her
body was screaming ‘yes’, wearing a huge beacon of lust as if it was strapped across her chest. Cristal gave him a look and felt the curl across her lip.
“No more talking. I’m taking you right here.” Giving her zero options, Thorne yanked her body into his, capturing her mouth as he pushed her back against the cold marble.
Cristal completely let go of her inhibitions. Every part of her body screaming with a need that somehow threatened her sanity, she groaned as he kissed her savagely, his fingers entwining in her hair as he pressed his hardened cock against her body.
Thorne grunted like a wild animal as he explored the dark recesses of her mouth, dragging her away from the counter. Sliding his hands down her back to her ass, he squeezed her buttocks before yanking up the soft material of her dress, exposing her naked cheeks. Breaking the kiss, he traced his tongue around her mouth as he inhaled her scent. “Hear me. I’m going to fuck you. I can’t be as gentle as I want to be.”
In that wild moment of shamelessness, Cristal knew she didn’t want gentle. Opening her legs as an offering, she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, jerking the soft material out of his jeans. “God damn it, I want hard and deep.” Hearing the shameless words, a giggle bubbled past her lips.
Thorne smiled and inched back, yanking the shirt up off his shoulders. His gaze nothing short of wolfish, he leaned over and took the hem of her dress into his fingers. He grinned, a glint evil yet playful in his eyes, and slowly drew the material up and off her body, pitching the unwanted clothing to the floor. “Gorgeous.”
And she felt gorgeous. As she stood wearing only the wisp of lace, Cristal relished the way he savored the look of her hourglass figure, her full breasts.
“God damn woman, how I’ve wanted you.”
Reaching out, she palmed his chest and drank in his spicy aroma, a mixture of the deep forest and exotic spices, and every part of her wanted to consume every inch of him. She gave him a playful look and slid one hand down inside his pants to stroke his cock, something she’d envisioned time and time again. “Oh, my…” Long and thick, he throbbed in her hand and she suddenly felt like a kid in a candy store being allowed to select every heavenly piece she wanted.