She sat up and grabbed his zipper, ripping it down, letting his pants fall. Her hands back to his chest pushing him back as she slid off the counter and to her knees. He backed away from her quickly.
“Don’t move and don’t open your eyes.” She nodded but had the what the fuck expression that made him laugh.
She could hear him moving things and then he was back. She smiled when his hands guided her head back to place.
“Taste.” She opened her mouth to feel the head of his cock at her lips. With one lick she smiled and began taking off every ounce of chocolate syrup he had placed there.
“Lois you surprise me.” He whispered as she sucked and moved deeper. As she swallowed taking him further down her throat he pulled abruptly from her.
His hands were on her shoulders pulling her up and placing her ass back on the counter. With one quick movement she felt him thrust his cock inside her again.
Hard, fast, pain, the spot. The spot deep in her where she needed him. Her skin slid back and forth on the counter and she liked the burning sensation it created on her ass.
“Now, now, Oh, oh,” He was ramming in her, “Harder, harder,” She tensed and tighten around him, and creamed, rippled, quivered again. He slowed moving slow and gentle and then one hard thrust and he poured into her.
Chapter Eleven
“Hmmm, baby, I have to eat before we can do this again and explore you further.” She smiled at him while she watched him pull his jeans up. He closed the silk gown and again sat her on the bar stool.
He opened the fridge. Pulled out lettuce, sliced tomatoes, and meat. She watched as he made a sandwich. Sliced it into two pieces placed it on a paper towel and handed it to her. Oh it tasted good. She was starving still even after the taste testing moments ago. “What do you want to drink?”
“Whatcha got?”
“Just about anything you could ask for.” He smiled.
“I want what I was drinking earlier.” She questioned him, wondering if he knew what it was.
“Ok, coming up.” He fixed it and gave it to her. She put the glass to her lips and it is heavenly. He pulled out two shot glasses, and a beer. He grabbed a salt shaker and then sliced some lemon. He reached under the counter and pulled out Tequila.
“Interesting, are you in need of a good stiff one?” She grinned.
“No, when we are done eating our sandwich, we are going to take turns taking shots.”
“I don’t much do shots.”
“You will.” His eyes smiled and she liked it.
“Are you going to get me drunk and then have your way with me?” She teased.
“No, I’m going to get you drunk and then your punishment will begin.”
“Hmmm, really?” Oh she liked the way he punished her. She quickly finished her sandwich and guzzled her drink. She looked up at him and he was smiling.
“In a hurry are we?”
“Yes we are.”
“Good.”
He reached back into the fridge and grabbed another beer. He headed out of the kitchen and she watched him in total awe. He was so damn sexy wearing nothing but his dark jeans. The button of his jeans remained unfastened. Just the sight of him made her want him again. He stopped and turned back. “Are you having second thoughts? Scared?” He smirked.
“No, not in this life time.” She stood laughing and followed behind him.
“Is this your bedroom?” He had taken her back to the same room she had been in earlier.
“Yes.” He sat their bottles down thudding on the table. Poured both shots.
“Come here.” His demand was eagerly met as she answered by doing exactly just that. His large steady pleasure building hand reached the tie on her robe and pulled it. The silky cool fabric opened exposing her body to him sending teasing currents straight to her clit. He looked up at her and the visible flames burned through her body causing it to sizzle.
The hot, wet feel of his tongue between her thumb and finger made any strength she had leave as he shook some salt on the aroused skin he had just prepared.
When he raised his hand to her mouth she took the same spot into her mouth and as if the flames had a ‘turn me up melt me away switch’, she had just flipped it on.
A crooked smile showed on his face as he pulled his hand back. She nipped his flesh with her teeth. Again he shook the salt then she followed his lead. They licked, took the shot and sucked the lemon. It burned. Making a face her eyes squinted shut. His lips were on her mouth and she tasted the beer he was pouring in her mouth from his. Best fucking beer she had ever tasted.
Opening her eyes to his sexy stare, he grabbed her left hand and placed it on her breast, grabbed her right hand and did the same. “Keep your hands there.” He poured another shot and placed the shot glass between her tits. “Hold it there and don’t let it spill.”
Reaching out gripping the salt shaker he smiled lowered his head and licked up her breast to her neck and then shook the salt. Grabbed a piece of lemon and turned it so that she was holding it between her teeth. He didn’t have to say a word, she knew exactly what he wanted. He leaned his head down and teased her breast with his tongue. It took every ounce of control left in her to keep from grabbing him and holding his head right where she wanted it.
His lips licked the salt, took the shot and then were on her lips acting greedy as he sucked on the lemon, their eyes locked so close. He moaned when he took his mouth from hers, taking a drink of beer.
I know what he wants now. Two can plan at this game.
She poured a shot, unzipped his pants just a little. Licked from the opened zipper up to his navel and shook the salt. She placed the lemon in his mouth and placed the shot glass just inside his jeans. She knelt down. Took a deep breath. Licked the salt, took the shot and tugged him down to her and sucked her lemon. When she opened her eyes, the ‘I can’t believe she just did that’ look on his face was so worth everything.
He growled. “You’re gonna make me fuck you hard if you do that again.”
“Awe, can’t handle competition.”
“Competition you say, more like tease. Ok. Let’s play. Wait here.”
He walked to the table of goodies grabbing something that she couldn’t see and then holding it behind his back, returned.
“Close your eyes.” His voice was soft she closed her eyes. He grabbed her hands and they were suddenly strapped together behind her back. She was sitting indian style on the floor wearing nothing but the gown that was open in the front.
He licked her thigh. She felt the salt land. He rubbed the lemon on her lips before turning it and placing in her mouth. She heard him swallow, she felt his tongue licking the salt. There was a pause, his tongue licked at her lips. And then he sucked his lemon. When he was done he sit his beer back down and looked at her with challenging eyes.
“Now it’s your turn. Let’s see how well you play.”
She opened her eyes smiling. “Ok, take your pants off.”
“That’s not the way this game works.”
“Take your pants off.”
He laughed but took them off. “Now who is demanding. And now?” He questioned.
“On your knees in front of me.” She watched his knees hit the floor knowing he was doing exactly how she told him to. There was something about having the control. She liked it. But at the same time, she missed him telling her what to do next.
“Ok now what would you like me to do.”
She sat up on her knees, looking at his fully erect penis, then back toward his eyes smiling at him. He gasped as she licked down the side of it causing it to jerk, then shook salt.
“Hm-mm.” He moaned.
She took a deep breath. She leaned forward licking up his penis and getting the salt and then licking back down and back up taking him in her mouth. She sucked him hard, leaned to the left took the shot, raised sucking the lemon from his mouth then licked her way down his right arm to the beer, grabbing it with her mouth, turning it up, drinking then placing
it back in his hand. Then licked her way to his mouth.
“That was quite interesting. What else can you do with that sexy mouth of yours?” Oh yeah talking about raising the bar to a whole new level.
“Wait and see. You don’t have anything on me.”
He belted out in laughter. “You have only begun to get a taste of what I like. You’ll see though.” I’m ready to see right now. She leaned her head forward to lick and kiss at him some more, but he turned walking away laughing.
“What the fuck was that?”
He released her hands and slid the robe off her shoulders. His hands were rough on her shoulders when he lifted her to her feet. He walked her to the bed, pulled back the blankets, then lay her down.
“Do you have any idea of how beautiful you are?”
“I’m beginning to understand it.” His smile was soft as he slowly crawled over her and lay next to her. She turned to her side and her mouth was on his fierce with want of more. He forced her to soften the kiss. She opened her eyes to him staring in hers so deep she was sure he was looking at her soul.
“Sleep. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day.”
“I don’t want to sleep.”
“I do. Trust me. Sleep.”
She grumbled when she rolled back over giving him nothing but her back. She was irritated. She wasn’t nowhere close ready for sleep. Or at least she didn’t think she was.
*****
She woke the next morning laying nestled against his chest. She moved her head taking in his smell. Oh his smell was such an aphrodisiac, instantly making her body release the preparing juices between her legs.
“Good morning.” His voice was raspy.
Looking up at him, suddenly there was a pounding in her head. “Oh my god, this is why I don’t do shots.”
“I thought you did them rather well.” He laughed as he rolled out from under her.
She didn’t respond. She watched as he walked over to get his jeans. His back, his ass, his legs, so muscular, so sexy. He slid his jeans on and walked out of the room. She turned over and a bitter sweet soreness between her legs was felt. She smiled thinking of last night. She didn’t even hear him return.
“When you get done blushing, take these and drink this.” She smiled at him not caring that she blushed and she sure in the hell didn’t care that he knew the cause of it now. She just wanted him again and again and again.
She took the two tablets and the glass of tomato juice from his hand. She looked at him, questioning him with her eyes. “It’s just aspirin. Take it.” She took them, downed the glass of juice and lay back down.
“What do you think you’re doing? We have work to do.”
“I can’t. I took the week off remember.”
“Who said we were leaving.” She opened one eye and he was standing there smiling at
her.
“Ummm, you’re gonna kill me. Give me fifteen more minutes please.”
“Fifteen minutes and then you’re coming out of that bed one way or another.” She
smiled keeping her eyes closed and turned over spooning the pillow. His pillow. I love the way he smells. She thought to herself breathing in his scent.
“Come on get up.” She heard him telling her quietly as he kissed her neck.
“It’s not been fifteen minutes yet.”
“You’re right, it’s been an hour.” He grabbed the blankets and jerked them off the bed. She didn’t care. She was staying in this bed.
“Come back to bed with me.” She begged.
“Sorry, can’t happen. Let’s go.”
“No.”
“No? Ok then you asked for this.”
Suddenly a slap to her ass, it stung terribly and she cried out, grabbing the cheek that now wore his print. She looked at him pissed off at the world. “What the fuck was that for?”
He smiled. “I said get up.”
“I said no.”
“Are you going to make me do it again?”
“You’re not doing anything again, I want to stay in bed longer, and it’s your fault I don’t feel like getting up. Give me the blanket.”
“You did it.” With no warning he had her by the waist, flipping her over belly down. He was sitting on her back facing her feet. Again he slapped her ass. She cried out. “That is for defying me.” Again he slapped this time harder. “That is for pushing my buttons.” He slapped again. Her eyes now blurred by tears she struggled to get out from under him. He slapped again. “That is for fighting me right now.” She stilled.
“Stop it, stop it, get off of me, bastard.” She screamed at him.
He slapped again even harder. She cried out and tightened below him. “That is for calling me a bastard. I very much know who my father is.” She began crying now. He slapped again. “That is so I can kiss the pain away.”
His lips were now where she was stinging. “Stop it. I don’t want this.” He kept kissing her. His hands pressed between her thighs, circling her clit in fast hard circular motions.
Her body ached from the slaps, but ached even more for him now. Her ass was so sensitive. He licked her ass cheek causing her to moan while sliding first one finger then another into her pussy. She moaned out again. Her hips were grinding up against his hand. She wanted him more. Right now. “Please, now.”
“NO, not yet.”
He continuously moved his finger in and out of her. He slid off of her. But with his hand in the small of her back he kept her pinned to the mattress. She heard him messing with his jeans and she relaxed under his hand. Then he was on top of her now, kissing her neck, moving down to her back, and then again to her ass.
He grabbed her hips pulling her up resting her on her knees and so very quickly he was in pleasure valley and fucking her hard.
She was very tender and sore from last night, but it was doing something to her like this. It was different. Each thrust of pain was like a lick to her clit. She liked it, pushing back at him as he thrust deep into her.
I want him. I want all of him. She began to tremble. She felt her orgasm coming quickly. “Come with me, right now Lois, come with me.” She creamed all around him as he released and spilled himself into her.
She collapsed down on the mattress, with her ass still in the air. He pulled himself out of her as she lay down.
“Who told you to move?” She stilled. “Didn’t you learn your lesson? I guess not.”
“No.” She quickly stuck her ass back up in the air. He slapped her ass again only this
time with contact he squeezed it hard, then rubbed it gently. Anger filled her but quickly left as he soothed the sting and the feeling was more pleasurable then painful.
“Now you may lie down.” His voice was almost smiling at her. She slowly lay down. He stood and walked away. She listened to the beginning of running water then he was back. “Now let’s take care of your other needs.” He rolled her over onto her back and quickly scooped her into his arms. He looked into her eyes as he carried her to the shower stepping in and gently putting her feet down. He started washing her. She watched him how he gently washed everywhere on her.
When he finished she grabbed the gel, his turn to smell of peaches. She squeezed some into her hands and started rubbing him. She washed everywhere except his cock. She made him wait. She could see his tension was building. She slid her hand down his chest slowly, watching his eyes as she inched her hand closer and closer to his now ready again sex.
She took her hands around it and washed, teasing the head gently. “I think you got it cleaned enough.” He backed out of her hand. She frowned playfully up at him. “Later.” He smiled. They both rinsed off good and then stepped out. They took turns drying each other.
“I don’t have anything to wear.”
“Yes, I know. Interesting.”
“I can’t exactly walk around all day naked.”
“You can, no one will disturb us for the next week. You wanted a week off, you have to spend it with me. All the arrangements are made. Michell
e is aware although when I talked to her this morning Mr. FBI was still there, I don’t think she will be thinking of you today.”
“I’m not walking around your house all day naked. You can’t make me.” His eyes turn dark, his mouth curled into an evil smile. “Don’t you dare.” He took a deep breath.
“One.” He turned and went to the closet and returned with a t shirt of his. “Here, but that’s it. Happy?”
She smiled at him. “Yes, very much so.”
“I took the liberty of sending your clothes out for cleaning this morning, while I made other arrangements.
“Other arrangements?” He looked back at her and only smiled.
“Let’s go.” She followed behind him. He had donned a pair of Nike shorts that hugged low on his hips. The little line of hair from his navel down beneath the shorts made her want to follow to trail and find her way home.
“Breakfast?”
“Yes, I’m starving. I don’t have the slightest idea where this appetite came from.” She winked at him as he opened the to go boxes on the counter.
She watched as he placed two fried eggs, bacon, a piece of toast, and hash browns on a plate. He dished out some sliced peaches, sprinkled a little sugar on them then slid the bowel towards her. He set the plate down. “Eat. We don’t have much time.” She looked at him questioning.
“Much time before what?” Again he only smiled at her. She didn’t question any further. She ate and drank the cup of coffee he had made so perfectly for her.
“Feel better.”
“Much, thank you.” Only one thing could really make her feel “much” better. He cleared their empty plates placing them in the dish washer. He turned and she could see in his eyes he wanted her to. She licked her lips. He moaned, “You’re gonna have to stop that.”
She licked her lips again. He grabbed her hand leading her to the couch in the great room. “Two” is all he said. She had no idea what he meant but she didn’t care, she wanted him bad right now. He looked back at her when they reached the couch and she smiled again at him. “Don’t do it.” He warned. But she did. “Three.” She made a what the fuck face. “Don’t defy me.”
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