by Nadia Aidan
“You want my cock inside you, don’t you?” Seth murmured, his voice low and husky, tinged with desire. “You want me to thrust deep inside your pussy.”
His words struck a chord inside her and she moaned around his cock, sucking harder at his hot, thick length, but before she could stroke her mouth down his shaft another time, he wrenched his cock from between her lips and lifted her.
He undid the belt only to move her arms to the front of her body and secure the leather strap around her wrists.
“Lean over the edge of the bed with your arms stretched out,” he whispered close to her ear as he nudged her toward the bed.
With her hands bound, she bent at the waist, leaned over the bed and stretched her arms toward the headboard.
He pulled away for just a second and she heard the ripping of a foil wrapper as he tore open a condom and then silence while he sheathed himself. A shudder of anticipation raced through her, her body quivering when he caressed the palm of his hand across her naked flesh.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded, his tone low and raspy. She parted her legs, yelping when his hand struck her backside. “Wider.”
She spread her legs wider, a soft gasp tumbling from her lips when the tip of his cock nudged against her dripping slit. She moaned as the throbbing pulse of desire beat through her. She longed to call his name but held her tongue, for he hadn’t given her permission to speak.
When the head of his cock pushed inside she closed her eyes, savoring the sweet rush of pleasure, only to let out a whimper when he retreated. With each stroke, he fed her more of his thick, ruddy shaft, only to pull all the way out. When he finally slammed home, she was panting wildly, her cunt dripping wet.
“Fuck, Katherine,” he groaned, his thrusts coming swift and hard, “Your pussy feels so good wrapped around my dick.” He leaned over her, drilling her mercilessly. “I always knew you would feel like this—so tight, so wet,” he panted against her skin.
She couldn’t help it, the pleasure of him fucking her with such deep, powerful thrusts overrode her sanity. She screamed his name, unable to stop herself, crying out in frustration when he stopped.
“Do I need to remind you of my commands? You are not to speak and you are not to come, not until I tell you. Understood?”
She nodded with a whimper. “Yes, Master.”
He began to move within her again. “Good girl,” he whispered, quickening his pace as he drove inside her with deep, punishing strokes.
The sweet musk of sweat and sex drenched the room and clung to their bodies like a second skin. Katherine curled her fingers into the bed, dragging the scent of their lovemaking deep within her lungs.
Her pussy was a sopping wet mess as her juices trickled down her thighs. She gritted her teeth, her body tensing, as she fought to tamp down the rising tide of her climax.
Seth pummeled her cunt from behind so hard the headboard bounced against the wall, so deep that she could feel him brush against her cervix. His breaths were choppy, stilted, and deep guttural groans poured from his lips with each brutal thrust. He was close and she prayed he would come before she did because already she could feel the sweet haze of euphoric bliss building within her.
“That’s it, Katherine,” he breathed, the blunt nails of his fingers digging into her flesh as he gripped her hips tighter, dragging her back roughly to impale her on his thick shaft with each thrust. “That’s it, baby, hold back your orgasm.” He pumped inside her faster, his strokes shallow. “Wait for it,” he commanded and leaned over her, his bare chest sticking to her sweat-soaked back.
His weight was heavy against her back, pressing her torso deeper into the bed, and he rested his palms on either side of her head. The slight shift in position left her spread wider and he went deeper, hitting the back of her pussy which each thrust.
She couldn’t do it—she couldn’t fight it anymore. She shook her head from side to side as her sheath began to spasm.
He slammed into her once, twice, three times and then stiffened with a loud roar. “Now, Katherine. Come for me now.”
He’d barely finished the sentence before she exploded, her entire body quivering as wave after wave of pleasure assaulted her. Her cunt clamped down tight around his cock, now buried deep within her. She moaned as hot spurts of his semen filled the condom that separated them and she drenched his pulsing length with her juices. Their orgasms powered through them, shaking them to the core, leaving them limp with exhaustion and breathless.
They lay there for what seemed like hours, neither one moving until their breathing evened and their heartbeats quieted. Seth pulled out of her slowly, simultaneous groans spilling from their lips.
Shedding his pants, which were bunched at his ankles, he moved to Katherine and unfastened his belt from around her wrists. Pulling back the covers, he tugged her into his arms and together they lay down.
She burrowed deep within the circle of his embrace, closing her eyes as the warmth of him surrounded her. He held her tenderly, lovingly even, which was so at odds to his rough lovemaking and the spanking he’d given her at work. Yet for Seth, it wasn’t. He was soft, yet hard, aggressive, yet patient. He was a dichotomy of sorts, a conundrum, which was why she’d always been drawn to him but could never let him past her walls. She just couldn’t figure him out, not completely.
“Go to sleep.”
She opened her eyes to see him staring at her with a small smile, which she returned when he cupped her cheek.
“I can almost hear the wheels turning in your head. Go to sleep,” he repeated.
“Is that a command?” she asked jokingly.
He chuckled. “No, but I will make it one if you don’t relax and go to sleep.” He kissed her forehead and she closed her eyes.
He didn’t have to command her to fall asleep, the day’s events had finally caught up to her and the exhaustion was now setting in. Yet she couldn’t resist getting the last word in as she murmured sleepily, “Well, it sounds like a command to me.”
After that, she heard nothing else, as she soon did exactly what he’d demanded she do and fell fast asleep.
* * * * *
Katherine bit back a small yawn as she slowly opened her eyes, blinking at the bright rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains. She cursed, realizing if the sun was already up then she was late for work. She instantly awakened fully, but then cursed again when she tried to sit up and couldn’t.
She glanced up at her wrists, which were bound to the head of the bed, a frown crossing her face as she looked around the room, her gaze searching until it finally landed on a darkened figure in the corner.
Her heart fluttered in her chest and her belly instantly tightened into knots when she saw his face—his gaze hungry, predatory, full of lust and desire.
“I wondered when you were going to finally wake up.” Seth walked out of the shadows, his hardened, naked body drawing her attention and holding it. Tattoos covered the length of his arms, and she knew a tapestry of ink was splashed across his entire back, but besides the face of a tiger on his left pec, his torso was bare, treating her to the sight of his perfectly defined chest and rippled abs.
Every muscle in his taut and toned body seemed to flex with each step he took toward her until he stood next to the bed, where, apparently, she was his prisoner.
“Seth, I’m already late.” She looked up at her bound arms then back at him. “You have to let me out of these things.”
His golden eyes flashed as he shook his head. “You’re not going into work today. I already called Michelle—”
“What!” Her eyes rounded, fury twisting her features. “You had no right—”
“I had every right,” he whispered, halting her next words when he unraveled a small slip of black fabric that she hadn’t seen until now from around his hand and gently slid it across her mouth, her cheek, through the valley of her naked breasts. Even in her anger, lust uncoiled inside her belly and her body began to tremble, her skin flushing with
wanton heat.
“I don’t feel comfortable with you going into the office today. Besides, it was a long night, and we’re both tired.” One eyebrow lifted, a tiny grin crooking the corner of his mouth. “But if you have a problem with that, I can leave you tied to this bed all day.” She twisted against her bindings as fury pumped through her veins. He was insane if he thought he could chain her to her bed for an entire day and get away with it, and she opened her mouth to tell him just that when he shook his head sharply and lifted the black cloth in his hand. “Will I have to gag you as well?”
Her eyes widened, her entire body vibrating with anger. When he let her loose, she swore she was going to rake her nails down his face. Yet she was smart enough to keep those thoughts to herself as she snapped her mouth shut and shook her head.
“Good girl,” he whispered, setting the black fabric aside. He sat down on the bed beside her then, stroking his hand across her bare skin. Everywhere he touched her, her flesh tingled until a steady fire of lust and heat burned at her core. Whatever she’d been upset about just moments ago she forgot when he rolled atop her, then settled between her parted thighs, his face inches away from her dripping sex.
She gasped when he palmed her thighs, spreading her legs wider and pushing them higher against her body. He watched her from between her splayed thighs, and she shivered as a spike of heat passed between them, hot and carnal. The first brush of his lips against her pulsing cunt was pure bliss and she moaned out her pleasure, her head falling back against the pillow.
His tongue was rough, spearing her hot sheath in and out until she was writhing and panting. He licked at her juices, lapping up the essence of her pleasure as he devoured her cunt. When his mouth circled her tiny nub, she nearly shot up off the bed, arching her back as a lightning bolt of fire lanced through her. She cried out, her pussy rewarding him with more of its sticky wetness.
Seth groaned, low and deep in his throat, eagerly eating from her pussy. He kept his lips clamped around her clit, suckling gently, while he probed inside her tight sheath with his fingers, pumping lightly at first, then harder.
She rocked her hips, meeting the perfect rhythm of his thrusting fingers, grinding her hot cunt against his face. Their harsh pants echoed in the room, mingling with the sound of him slurping against her sex.
Katherine could feel the wave of heat building inside her, the pleasure almost bursting forth. She closed her eyes as tremors began to vibrate from her core across her entire body, but let out a strangled cry when Seth lifted his head.
“Do not come, Katherine,” he whispered against her heated flesh. “Not without my permission.”
She whimpered, because she knew it was already too late for her to stem the pleasure surging inside her, so when the first wave of her orgasm hit, she erupted with a violent, quaking shudder. Despite his command, Seth did not stop as he hungrily feasted on her pussy and she screamed out, her entire body shaking and trembling as pleasure burst inside her, sweeping her away. Her chest heaved as she panted, and convulsions rocked her body for a long time after her climax waned. Seth kept his face buried between her thighs, against her cunt, lapping up the dripping evidence of her pleasure until she relaxed against him with a long sigh.
“I will punish you,” he whispered, “for coming without my permission—but later,” he promised.
And he did punish her later, but at that moment she did not care what punishments would follow because she felt as if he’d taken her body and wrung it dry. She was so thoroughly satiated, so utterly exhausted that she didn’t think it was possible, that she had anything left to give. Yet, when he traced a languorous path up the length of her body, trailing kisses against her bare flesh, it was as if she hadn’t just come—her body awakened again beneath the onslaught of his kisses.
He kissed her breasts, lovingly, tenderly, drawing the tight bud of one nipple inside the hot, moist cavern of his mouth while he palmed the heavy weight of her other mound with his hand.
He massaged and kneaded her soft flesh as he sucked on one nipple, then the other. He alternated between both, licking and sucking, massaging and groping until the tender folds of her pussy were glistening wet.
It was as if he sensed her body was ready, primed and needy all over again. With one last flick of his tongue against her ripe nipple, he moved higher, covering her body with his. Reaching over to her bedside table, he plucked up a condom from where he’d left several packets and quickly sheathed himself. And in one fluid motion, he hooked his arms beneath her legs, splaying her wide and open.
Seth leaned down to kiss her then and she met his lips eagerly, savoring the spicy taste of her essence on his lips. He stroked his tongue inside her mouth, probing deep, at the same time he plunged inside her with the steel-hard length of his cock, burying himself balls-deep.
She gasped against his lips, her tight flesh stretching around his thrusting, hard shaft. The thick meat of his cock pummeled her cunt, hitting against the back of her sheath with each deep stroke.
She struggled to accommodate him, her soft, pliable flesh yielding beneath him. He rode her body fast and hard, the smacking of flesh against flesh echoing in the room, mingling with their deep groans and breathy gasps.
Seth held her beneath him, her body pinned to the bed as he drilled her, his cock slamming into her wet flesh, his lips still sealed to hers as he kissed her deeply, thoroughly.
His lovemaking was rough, primal, and with each pumping thrust she felt he was branding her, claiming her, leaving his mark on her body so that everyone would know he’d taken her, loved her, and that she now belonged to him.
He wrenched his lips from hers, calling her name, and she stared up at him. His eyes were clenched shut, his face twisted in pleasurable agony. The sight of him on the edge of control, ready to snap, was intoxicating. She’d never seen Seth so wild, his composure completely gone. The tight leash he kept on his emotions had finally snapped and her body responded to the wildness of his lovemaking, pouring forth a gush of wetness, coating his thrusting length.
He sucked in a sharp breath, pushing harder and faster inside her. She could have come with him, but this time she didn’t. This time she wanted to see him completely snap, his control finally obliterated. She clenched her muscles around him, the tight vise of her cunt imprisoning his thrusting cock. It took him by surprise and he gasped, then groaned, a violent shudder racking his body as he spurted deep inside her with a lewd curse.
Seth collapsed against her, his face buried within the crook of her neck as he panted wildly, his warm breaths tickling her skin. When he was finally able to move, he released his hold on her thighs and she let her legs slide down the length of his body to wrap around his waist.
With one hand he undid her bindings and she stretched out her arms, then let them settle around his wide back, her hands gently stroking his sweat-soaked flesh until Seth’s breathing evened and she knew he’d fallen asleep, his soft cock still nestled inside her.
Chapter Five
The next morning Katherine lay in bed, completely still, waiting, listening until she heard the shower down the hall come on. She slipped out of bed and quickly washed in her master bathroom, then dressed.
Before he’d headed to her guest shower, Seth had told her to stay put for the day. But Katherine couldn’t stay put—it wasn’t in her nature. She’d never missed a day at work—let alone two. Yesterday, he’d practically held her prisoner in her own bed—although she wasn’t complaining, she thought with a smile. Still, as much as she would love to spend yet another day in Seth’s arms, the mountain of work on her desk demanded her attention. She scribbled a quick note to Seth and set it on the bed.
As she piled into her car and left her home, she decided she’d only stay a few minutes, just long enough to grab a few things so that she could work from home. She knew Seth would be pissed, but she didn’t see what the big deal was. She wouldn’t even be gone an hour.
Katherine was just pulling into her reserved spot
when her cell phone rang. She didn’t even glance at it. She didn’t need to. When it stopped and rang again, she knew with a certainty who it was. Seth. Ignoring her blaring cell, she got out of her car and walked toward her private elevator then rode up the forty-eight floors to her office. Within minutes, she’d grabbed the files she needed off her desk and was heading back down to the garage.
Katherine stepped off the elevator and walked toward her car. Her heels clicked noisily against the pavement as she rummaged through her purse for her keys.
She probably never would have even noticed the figure hovering beneath her car had it not been for the small thump followed by a muffled curse causing Katherine to glance up from her purse.
She stopped and frowned at the skulking shadow. “What th— Hey!”
Dressed in all black, the intruder’s face was partially obscured by the brim of a dark hat so she couldn’t see the face, but Katherine would have recognized those tacky red talons anywhere.
“Get back here,” Katherine yelled when the intruder turned to run. She cursed as she dropped her files with her purse and kicked off her heels to sprint after the culprit, her toned athletic frame eating up the distance between them until she was close enough to launch herself and drag the intruder to the ground.
She struggled furiously with the trespasser, fighting to pin the flailing body down. Just when she finally managed to plant her weight atop the intruder’s chest, Seth’s car barreled into the garage, coming to a screeching halt beside her at the same time Joshua burst through the stairwell door, gun in hand, with his security team behind him.
Katherine barely noticed any of them as she scowled down at the figure still struggling beneath her. With a flick of the wrist, she flipped off the cap covering the face of the trespasser, revealing long brown extensions.