Rekindle the Flame

by Robby Mills

  Elly blinked a few times, unsure what he wanted her to say.

  His fingers combed through her hair and then bunched hard, pulling strands. “Tell me, Elly. You won’t get it if you don’t say it.”

  The words flew from her lips without thought. “Spank me.” Apparently her demand met his satisfaction because his lips peeled back in a wicked grin that made her shiver.

  “With pleasure,” he growled deep in his throat.

  In one quick movement he had her flipped over on her stomach and jerked her hips up into the air. Elly scrambled to get her knees under her but with her wrists tied it seemed impossible. Josh’s large hand pressed between her shoulders.

  “Stay just like that. Do you know how sexy you are like this, baby? Your perfect ass raised high and all mine.” His hands smoothed over her flesh. “I see men looking at your ass all the time, but you don’t, do you?”

  This burst of information shocked her. Maybe he wanted it to be part of the game. Okay, she could do that. “Does it make you jealous?” She gave her rear a little shake.

  His palm curved over her ass as he leaned forward, pressing his cock into her crack. “No, it turns me on.” His hand came back and smacked her flesh.

  The sting made her jolt and gasp but as the slight pain registered she groaned.

  “I picture bending you over and fucking you right there in front of them.” He smacked her again. Not hard but enough to warm her flesh.

  “You want people to watch you fuck me?”

  Josh’s hand struck again. “Yes, I do. Does that bother you?”

  At the moment, no, it didn’t bother her, but she’d have to think about it later. Heat spread across her cheek and her flesh stung. Josh caressed the flaming area, soothing it.

  “You should see how pretty you look all red. How far would you like to take this bondage thing, Elly?” His fingers snaked between her legs and pressed inside her. “I saw you looking at the straps and whips. The look on your face was pure pleasure. I didn’t know you were into that.”

  “I didn’t either,” she whimpered as she lifted and lowered her ass, taking his fingers in deeper.

  “It got you hot when those guys got rough with that girl. Is that what you want? Is that what you meant by you wouldn’t break?”

  “Yes,” she answered. Answers to his questions came flying out. She was helpless to stop them. “It made you hot, too,” she blurted out. It seemed some semblance of defense still existed.

  His free hand smoothed down her spine. “Yeah, it did.” His hand landed hard on her other cheek.

  Elly jolted forward and whimpered. The sting traveled up her back and wrapped around her clit. Her entire body throbbed with need. “Josh, please.”

  His deep chuckle surprised her. “I could get used to hearing you beg. Good thing I’m so fucking horny I can’t drag this out.”

  He pulled back and she felt his head pressing into her. Eager and far beyond patient, Elly pressed back. One quick thrust and her man was buried deep inside her.

  “I’m not going to move,” he informed her and then turned on the vibrator and rubbed her clit.

  Elly let her head drop as the pleasure exploded inside her. Her hips wiggled and every time she tried to pull away, he moved with her. Long minutes of torture ensued. Josh holding still, his hips pressed against her ass unless she tried to pull away, then he moved forward.

  “I can feel your pussy rippling around me,” he growled and then fisted her hair in his hand. “You want it bad, don’t you?”

  “Yes!” she whined, trying to pull away from him. “Damn it, fuck me!”

  “Tell me your fantasy again, Elly. Tell me what you want done to you and then I’ll fuck you hard.”

  She clenched her jaw and gave a hard jerk, trying to make his cock move inside her.

  “Not going to happen until you talk.” He pulled her hair little tighter and rested the vibrator on her clit.

  Her vision wavered. Her body clenched until she thought she’d go into a muscle spasm and she loved every second of it.

  “I want you and two other men to fuck me.” The words burst from her lips. “I want hands and mouths on every part of my body until I can’t breathe from the pleasure.” She felt his cock throb hard inside her. He liked this, hearing her deepest, darkest desires.

  “And you want to fuck me in front of other people. You want to see other people fuck.”

  The vibrator dropped to the bed, Josh pulled back and slammed into her hard. “Yes!” she growled between clenched teeth. “Harder!”

  His thick cock stretched her, rubbing nerve endings and pushing her toward the edge. His fingers bit into her hips as he held on. The sound of their bodies slapping together added to the erotic moment. His grunts and growls fueled her wet fire.

  Josh fisted one hand in her hair again, jerking her head back as he drove into her. Her orgasm tingled throughout her body, making muscles quiver before bunching tight. High-pitched whimpers fell from her lips and then she shattered.

  “Oh, fuck yes,” Josh growled, continuing to drill her pussy.

  Little bits of her scattered through the room, floated around and drifted on ecstasy. Her toes curled tight and still he continued to pound her body. Spasms ripped through her, hard and fast, stealing her breath.

  Josh thrust hard one last time, stiffened behind her and then she felt the first hot spurt explode. He throbbed fast, her muscles milking him as he gasped for air. It seemed to go on forever, their bodies desperate for every tingle of pleasure they could get. Finally Elly’s orgasm eased and Josh fell forward. He pressed his damp cheek to her shoulder, untied her hands and then collapsed onto the bed.

  She fell beside him. He curled around her and held tight. No words were spoken, only the sound of their hearts beating and their heavy breathing. Funny, Elly thought she’d fall asleep fast, but she couldn’t. He’d awakened something inside her and she wanted more.

  Chapter Five

  Elly stretched as she came awake, every muscle tingling and well rested. God, she hadn’t been so well used in forever. Rolling to her side, she reached for Josh only to pat the empty bed next to her. Disappointment quickly surged through her. She hoped for a quickie before the day started, but Josh apparently had other plans.

  Not a problem. Maybe later in the day she could drag him off and jump his bones. The thought brought a smile to her face. Until then she had work to do. Laundry and house cleaning didn’t stop because she needed a quick fix.

  After a wonderful hot shower, she tugged on a pair of shorts and a tank top, slipped her feet into her old flip-flops and headed down the stairs. The kids were probably starving. When she strolled into the kitchen, she found them both cleaning up dishes.

  “What’s this?” The smell of coffee filled her senses and she immediately went for the pot.

  “Dad said to feed ourselves, so we did,” her oldest, Brent, told her.

  “And what did you eat?” That first sip of hot, black coffee jolted through her system and brought still-groggy nerves to life. Hail the creators of coffee.

  “I made an egg sandwich and Christa had cereal.” Brent put the last piece of silverware into the dishwasher and closed the door.

  “Did Dad eat?”

  “He grabbed some toast before he disappeared into his office.”

  Elly glanced toward the closed door. She’d like nothing more than to go in there and pop one off, but he had work to do. “So no sports or anything today. What did you have planned?”

  “Barb and I wanted to go the mall, is that okay?” Christa gave her a pleading look.

  “How are you gonna get there?” And so it started. She’d play taxi driver all day long.

  “Her mom said she’d take us. You won’t have to do anything. Please, can I go?”

  “Sure. I’ll even give you a few bucks.”

  Christa ran over, gave her a hard, awkward hug and then scampered off to her room to call Barb. Elly turned her attention to Brent.

  “And you
?”

  “Me and Steve thought we’d go to the field and practice, maybe catch a few of the games being played today.”

  “How long?”

  Brent shrugged. “A couple of hours. We can get something to eat at the concession stand.”

  Elly turned that scenario around in her head. Getting something to eat meant chips, candy, soda and a hot dog. Not exactly healthy, but then her kids didn’t eat like that all the time, so what would one day hurt. “Sounds like a whole day to me.”

  “It’s play-offs, Mom. They should be good games. Steve’s older brother plays in one. Is it okay?”

  At least he’d be outdoors in the sunshine instead of vegetating in front of the television. “Sounds like fun. No wandering around town though. Stay at the fields unless you’re on your way home.”

  “I know. So, does that mean yes?”

  “Yes, go have fun and eat a hot dog for me. What time’s the last game?”

  “Three.” Brent’s nose wrinkled. He expected her to object to staying for a game that would more than likely last three hours.

  “If you aren’t home by six-thirty, your Dad and I will come looking for you. You don’t want that. Trust me.”

  “No worries,” he shouted, heading out of the kitchen. “I won’t let you down.”

  Elly sipped a little more black liquid energy and then headed for the laundry room. Once she had the first load in, she found Christa, hammered out the details of the day, gave her a few bucks and proceeded to start the cleaning process.

  Within fifteen minutes, Barb rang the doorbell. Christa and her friend giggled all the way down the sidewalk like girls do. Elly felt somewhat sorry for Barb’s mother but couldn’t stop the huge smile from forming as she waved to the woman. Brent rushed out shortly after, meeting his friend at the end of the driveway.

  Elly closed the door, leaned against it and listened to the silence. Her gaze drifted toward Josh’s office door. They were alone. Things could be done in the house with no children lurking about. Wicked, naughty things. Elly pushed away from the door, took two steps and heard his phone ring. Like a pin in a balloon, her excitement deflated.

  Oh well, she should let him finish up. They did have the rest of the day. She had chores to do anyway.

  Elly busied herself dusting and straightening and then dragged the vacuum cleaner out. Before she got busy with that, she tossed in another load of laundry. As she folded dry clothes her mind wandered back to last night. Even now she couldn’t stop the flight of butterflies assaulting her stomach.

  He made her feel young, sexy and ultimately female. Not that he made her feel old, average and blah any other time, but wow, last night. Elly gathered the clean laundry in her arms and headed up the stairs to put it away.

  As she passed by their bedroom she saw their clothes strewn around on the floor and chuckled. Josh seemed to like undressing her. Hell, Josh seemed to like a lot of things she didn’t know about. Was he serious when he said it turned him on when other men looked at her?

  Even now that made her ego plump slightly. Not that she ever noticed other men looking. It could be he said that just to add to the game. And what about wanting to fuck her while others watched? Surely he didn’t mean that? Did he?

  Elly tucked the clean clothes into her kids’ drawers and then sauntered back downstairs. What if he did mean it? Who would he want to watch and could she do it? Of course, she never thought she’d sit in a movie theater with her legs spread open and his face buried in her pussy either, but she did it.

  Elly started up the vacuum and got busy on her last leg of cleaning. As she pushed the machine back and forth, she thought about how easily he took to playing the dominant role, spanking, pulling her hair and withholding pleasure until he got what he wanted from her. He did ask how far she’d like to take it. How far did one go in bondage situations? She didn’t know anything about it.

  All she did know was, when she saw those handcuffs, straps and that whip it made her blood run hot and her heart leap to life. Could she have been carrying that fascination around with her all these years and not known it? Or maybe it was the unknown that made it so seductive.

  Having Josh bind her wrists last night didn’t scare her in the least. Elly stepped on the button to turn the vacuum off, looked around and decided she’d done a good enough job. Her gaze touched on the computer in the corner of the living room. She could do a little searching, educate herself a bit and then see if she could do the things her body seemed to crave. Chewing her bottom lip, Elly glanced over at Josh’s door. What would he think if he found her looking at pictures of women bound?

  Who was she kidding? At forty plus a few years, she had no business thinking about such things. She had kids to take care of, she was a mother, for the love of Pete. What kind of mother did that sort of thing? They were fantasies, and fantasies were only lived out in the mind.

  Elly wound up the vacuum cord and shoved the machine back into the closet. Just like Josh wanting people to watch him fuck her, it would never happen. She could live with that. They had a healthy sex life, or were heading toward one anyway. Damn him for opening up that door she couldn’t step through.

  A bit let down now, Elly returned to the laundry room, pulled out dry clothes, tossed wet ones in and loaded the washer again. Reality really stunk, she decided, folding jeans. Too much life got in the way of life. By the time responsibilities declined and a person had time to live, age and society said you were too old. That’s what she and Josh were looking at. Hell, some would consider them too old now to do the things they both wanted.

  Large, warm hands curved around her sides and then jerked her back. She found herself pinned against Josh, his hands making their way beneath her tank top. Instant heat flared as his fingers dipped beneath the waistband of her shorts.

  “Where are the kids?” he asked, giving her a kiss on her neck.

  “Christa went to the mall and Brent is at the ball field all day. Thanks for making them feed themselves this morning, by the way.”

  “They’re old enough to get breakfast on their own. So, we’re alone?” Both hands traveled up her rib cage, slipped beneath her bra and pushed the material up. Her breasts popped free and when he hiked her top up, exposing her flesh, her legs turned to jelly.

  “Yeah, alone.”

  Josh pinched each nipple, tugging and plucking until they stood like hard little pebbles and ached.

  Elly glanced down, excited by the sight of her man fondling her. “Did you have something in mind?”

  “I still have some work to do.” One hand slipped down her tummy and burrowed into her shorts. “Another hour or so.” He cupped her pussy and poked one finger between her lips.

  Elly’s knees rattled when he pushed his finger inside her. He wouldn’t get her all wound up and then leave, would he? Oh, he’d pay if he did.

  “You’re wet, baby. What have you been up to?” Josh continued to pump his finger in and out of her desperate opening as his palm pressed against her clit.

  Fire burned hot through her blood. “Cleaning, and thinking about you.” Her hips rocked, forcing his hand to add pressure to her clit. “You were gone when I woke up. I was hoping for a quickie.”

  “Were you? I think I can give you what you need.” He pressed another finger inside her.

  “Not like this,” she panted. Oh, it felt good, but she wanted his cock slamming inside her, his fingers pinching her flesh.

  “Yes, like this,” he whispered against her neck. “Ride my hand, Elly. Fuck my fingers.”

  “Josh,” she protested. “The kids are gone. We don’t need to be sneaky about it. Take off your damn clothes and fuck me.” God, listen to her. She sounded like a desperate floozy.

  “I have a call coming in a few moments. Don’t want to be in the middle of pounding your wet, sweet pussy and have to walk away. That would be cruel.” He pumped his fingers faster, ground his palm against her clit and nipped at her neck.

  Elly’s head jerked to the side a
s she cried out. “You’d leave me hanging to take a call?” Damn him, he created this monster, he needed to feed it.

  “Not just any call. It’s important.”

  His speed increased until her inner muscles clamped down tight around his digits. She reached up and hooked her arms around his neck, quickly becoming lost in ecstasy. Josh continued to roll and pluck her nipple.

  “Let me feel you come in my hand, baby.”

  Elly ground her hips and felt his hard cock pressing against her ass. He wanted it, no doubt about it. They could have been fucking right now, but no, a phone call turned out to be more important.

  “I could just use my vibrator,” she threatened, closing in on her orgasm. “That way you won’t miss your call.” Heady chills raced across her flesh as she rose on her toes and rocked.

  “Go ahead, but I should warn you. If you use that thing without me I’ll paddle your ass so hard you won’t be able to sit down for a week.”

  He emphasized the word paddle and she lost it. Her orgasm tore through her like lightning, ripping and burning nerve endings. She held on to his neck as she ground hard on his hand for every bit of glorious sensation she could. Her clit throbbed almost painfully, still she pressed it into his palm.

  Josh groaned. “That’s it. Fill my hand with your sweet juice so I can lick it clean.”

  Elly floated between here and there, drenched in pleasure and wanting more. She liked this, but it didn’t satisfy as much as his cock would. Finally her last weak pulse died away and she slumped against Josh.

  He removed his fingers from her and pulled out of her shorts. With a harsh tug, he turned her around, pushed her against the washing machine and pressed her shoulders back until she bent backwards. Shocked, Elly watched as he smeared his wet fingers over her breasts and nipples and then proceeded to lick and suck her clean.

  His hard suction made her tender clit pulse. Elly let her head fall back and shoved her fingers into his hair, holding him there. In the background she heard his damn phone chirp and cursed it, him and everyone else. Josh groaned, pulled back and looked at her with a dark, heated gaze.