by Amanda Kay
“Or something. He is into some pretty dark and kinky sex.”
“Really! Well, I think that is definitely something you should look into,” Elaine said.
Tempest could hear the smile in Elaine’s voice. She pulled the phone away from her ear and stared at it like it carried some kind of communicable disease.
“Who are you, and what have you done with my best friend?”
“I’m just sayin’ not all kinky sex is dark and devious. Some of it can be fun and pretty damn hot.”
“What in the hell would you know about kinky sex?” Tempest said, nearly yelling.
“More than you obviously,” Elaine said with a snort.
Tempest was about to give her friend a verbal lashing, but all of a sudden all the fine hairs on her body stood on end. She turned back toward the door and found Devin leaning against the doorframe with a cocky smile on his face. Tempest had a bad feeling about it.
“Uh, I’m gonna have to talk to you later,” she said nervously interrupting her friend’s laughter.
“He’s standing in the room, isn’t he?” Elaine asked with a snort of laughter.
“Yep.”
“Well, take my advice and by a ticket to ride that train and let me know all the twisted details later,” Elaine said with a giggle and hung up the phone.
Tempest closed her eyes and prayed that the floor would open up and swallow her whole. When nothing happened, she opened her eyes and stared at the man who seemed hell-bent on driving her batty.
“What part of private phone call didn’t you understand?” she asked dryly, putting her hands on her flared hips.
“I heard some screeching and yelling, so I came to check and make sure you were okay,” he said with a smile and then pushed himself away from the door and into the room. He started slowly walking toward her. “Imagine my surprise when I heard you talking to your date and figured out her name is Elaine. I didn’t take you as one who batted for the other team.”
Tempest fought the blush that was trying to make its way up her neck. “Do you have something dry I can change into and a spare room I can use to change?” she asked, deciding it was best to completely ignore him altogether.
Devin’s gaze traveled over the entirety of her body, and he licked his lips. Her ACUs were soaked and clinging to her body awkwardly. There was nothing remotely sexy about the way she looked, but Devin like he wanted to eat her alive.
“Follow me,” he said and turned to leave the room.
Tempest followed, thankful that the conversation was over, at least for the time being. She wasn’t excited about trying to dodge that bullet. She followed him up the stairs and down the long, dark hallway. She was deep in her own thoughts when Devin opened up a door and walked in. Tempest wasn’t paying attention at all, and she really should’ve because by walking through that door she walked from the frying pan and into the fire.
Chapter 4
Tempest looked up and took in the room. Apprehension crept through her body. The room felt…lived in. It didn’t feel like a guest room. She kept her mouth shut and watched as Devin walked into the closet and came out with a button-up dress shirt. He handed it to her with a smile that smooth as silk and stepped back.
She held the shirt in her hand and waited. When he did nothing and said nothing, she arched a brow at him in question. “Do you have any pants or something I can put on, too?”
“Nope,” he said and that smooth smile became a little darker.
Tempest wanted to scream. “Well, would you mind stepping out while I change?” She growled the question at him.
“Yep,” he said with a devious smile.
She huffed in frustration and turned. She headed through the only other door in the room and prayed it was the bathroom. She gave a sigh of relief when her prayer was answered. She shut the door behind her and locked it. She gritted her teeth when she heard Devin chuckle and leave the room.
She stripped out of her wet uniform and grabbed a towel. She dried her chilled skin and slipped the shirt on. She sighed as the ridiculously soft fabric caressed her skin. It felt warm and amazing. It also smelled like Devin. She allowed herself a moment to take his scent into her lungs before she left the safety of the locked bathroom.
She wandered her way around the empty upstairs finally making her way back to the living room. She didn’t find Devin and kept right on wandering, the scent of hot cocoa drawing her toward what was more than likely the kitchen. She pushed open the door and found Devin looking as sexy as ever in a loose T-shirt and sweatpants. He was standing with his back to her and fiddling with the Keurig. It gave Tempest a few minutes to study him. He was a handsome man, that was for sure. He was a little skinny and needed to fatten up a little but was still an impressive piece of man candy.
“Do you need any help?” she asked.
Devin turned and almost swallowed his tongue. She was a vision of beauty in his shirt. He could see the heavy swells of her breasts and her nipples poking through the expensive fabric of his shirt. The shirt hung to about her mid-thigh, and those shapely legs made his mouth water. He needed to have those legs wrapped around his body.
“I got it. Why don’t you go into the living room and warm up by the fireplace,” Devin croaked.
He gave a weak smile as Tempest turned and went back in the direction of the living room. His cock was hard and tenting the front of his sweatpants. He wondered if he should go and put on a pair of blue jeans or just try to will it away. He scolded himself as he remembered that he prided himself on his control when it came to sex. He had proven over and over again that he could control his urges, and now should be no different. He took a deep breath and let his mind wander to other things. Anything and everything that had nothing to do with Tempest.
He finally felt in control enough to go out. He grabbed the hot chocolate he had made and headed out to the living room. His control was immediately lost…again when he saw Tempest curled up on his couch like a tempting sex goddess. She looked like a contented cat. So much so that Devin wouldn’t be surprised if she started purring.
The very idea of her purring caused Devin’s cock to spring back to life with a vengeance. He wanted her to purr. He wanted her under him and arching toward him, begging and purring for her orgasm. His body ached with his needs.
“I brought you some hot chocolate,” he said with a pained grin and handed her the steaming liquid. He nearly lost his mind when she pursed those lush lips and blew on the hot concoction. He was going to die a slow painful death due to blue balls. He was going to be the first death from sheer frustration in the entire history of humanity.
He sat down on the cushion at the other end of the couch and tried to rein in his hormones. He took a drink of his hot chocolate and let the liquid burn down his throat. The pain helped to bring his raging libido back in. He was doing good as he focused on the warm, sweet beverage. He watched the fire as it bewitched him into an almost trance-like state. He let out a contented sigh until Tempest shifted a little more on the cushion she occupied. She curled her feet up on the cushion and shoved her toes between the cushion at the back of the couch. This caused the shirt to hike up dangerously around the tops of her thighs and barely hid the curve of her ass. It was every man’s fantasy. It was just enough to let his imagination run into overdrive. His mouth went dry, and his cock started leaking pre-cum.
He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly when he realized his hands were trembling. He looked at Tempest, and she was a vision of comfort and contentment.
“Are your feet cold?” he asked and thanked God his voice was steady and only a little husky.
“Just a little but they’re okay now,” she said and gave a small shrug of her shoulders, causing the shirt to hike up a little bit more and giving Devin a glimpse at the shadowed curve of her ass cheeks.
“Here, let me see your feet,” Devin said and grabbed her ankle.
Tempest let out a frustrated sigh but was too relaxed to try and argue with him. If
the annoying man wanted to rub her feet, who was she to turn down the chance at getting a foot massage. She let him hold her foot and let out a purr of satisfaction when he curled his warm fingers around her toes. He grabbed her other ankle and forced her to roll over onto her back. This pulled the dress shirt tight across her breasts and caused the buttons to gap a little, exposing her creamy flesh.
He grabbed her other toes with his free hand and held them in his warm palm. He rubbed her toes vigorously, and she curled them into his palm as they warmed up nicely. She sat her empty mug on the coffee table and rested her head against the armrest of the couch. She registered when he started rubbing her foot and moved up to her ankle. She closed her eyes as he rubbed her ankles and up along her calves. Her eyes popped open a little while later when his hands traveled over her knees and along her thighs.
She stared up at the ceiling as she let the sensation of his rough hands on her smooth skin sink in. It felt good, and it had been a little while since she had been with someone. She got the distinct feeling that Devin wouldn’t leave her disappointed. She was trying to decide what to do when she felt his lips ghost over her knee. Her eyes jerked down to Devin, and their gazes tangled together.
His caramel gaze snagged and held hers as his hands slid further up her smooth skin. His hands reached the edge of the dress shirt at the tops of her thighs and toyed with it briefly. His eyes searched hers as he waited for her to make the decision.
“This is a terrible idea,” she said with a shiver as he fingers traced odd patterns on her bare skin.
“I think it’s a great idea,” Devin said in a strangled whisper as his lips grazed the fragrant skin of her thigh. “I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you at your sister’s wedding, but you were entirely too young. Now you’re all grown up and all woman. I want you, and I aim to have you.” Devin growled as he pushed her thighs apart and pushed her shirt tail up to tangle around her stomach.
Tempest’s gasp caught in her throat as Devin took in the sight of her pussy and moaned.
“You are so perfect,” Devin whispered.
She was pink and perfect. Her pussy lips were free of any hair, and only a small patch of groomed curls sat just above her slit. Her plump lower lips were swollen and glistening in her rich cream. Devin groaned as he leaned closer. He couldn’t wait to taste her. He only had a fleeting sample from his fingers a while earlier. He just had to get a taste of her directly from the creamy source.
Her smell invaded his senses, and his entire being was focused on getting his tongue coated in her cream. He spread her thick thighs further apart to allow for his wide shoulders. He slid his hands under her ass and lifted her hips slightly to make the angle better for him. He groaned when she shivered in his hands. He saw her cream glistening on her thighs and stroked his tongue through the pearlescent liquid.
Her essence coated his tongue, and Devin had to fight to urge to come. She tasted like heaven. He wanted more. He sucked and licked his way up her thigh until he came to the source of her juices. She arched and moaned in response. She spread her thighs wider to give him better access. He ran the tip of his tongue over her glistening lips and couldn’t hold back anymore.
He pushed his tongue through those swollen pieces of flesh and found his prize. He used his thumbs to pry open her plump lips, and he thought he was going to die on the spot. Her juices were dripping from her slit and sliding down her perineum. Her clit was a true beauty. It was thick and full of blood. It stood out from its hood, begging for some attention, and who was he to deny the call of her lush body.
He teased her clit with the tip of his tongue and relished her gasp. He ran the flat of his tongue over her clit with more pressure and smiled against her pink, wet flesh when her hand grasped the back of his head. He took her throbbing clit and sucked the plump flesh into his mouth. He gnawed gently on the sensitive organ and flicked it repeatedly with his tongue. She moaned and twisted under his tongue, and he had to place his forearm across her trembling stomach to hold her still. He sucked harder when her fingernails scraped his scalp and pulled him tighter against her sex.
He released her clit with a wet pop and stiffened his tongue. He gasped as he pushed into her grasping channel. She was so damn tight. He fucked her with his tongue until the bottom half of his face was absolutely soaked in her juices. He moved back up to her clit and caught it gently between his teeth and tugged it as he circled his tongue on the slippery flesh. Her hips were thrusting of their own volition as he shoved two of his fingers into her sucking pussy.
Tempest thought she was about to lose her mind. Everything he did felt amazing. She had only had sex with one other person in her life, and it hadn’t felt like this. Her body was on fire and ready to combust. Her hips were thrusting uncontrollably as she felt the orgasm building inside her. It was like a monster waiting to be released from its cage for the first time.
“Please, please, please! I’m so close!” Tempest chanted as Devin pushed her closer to the edge.
She was about to fall over when Devin pulled his fingers out of her dripping cunt and released her clit from his magic mouth.
“No!” she shouted as her body screamed for release.
Devin knelt between her thighs and removed his shirt. “This time when you come, I want it to be with me inside you. Have you been tested, baby?” he asked on a groan.
“Yes, I had my physical two months ago and all tests were negative,” Tempest answered and hated how desperate she sounded, but she couldn’t help it. Her body was on fire for him, and it didn’t help with him giving her a personal striptease.
Devin reached for the waistband of his sweats but paused. “Are you on birth control, baby?” he asked with bated breath.
“Yes since I was sixteen. Why?” she asked on a whimper.
“Because I don’t want anything between us when I fuck you…ever.” Devin growled.
He shifted a little on the couch and pulled his sweats down and off, tossing them in the floor. He looked down at the woman who had consumed his thoughts for four years and couldn’t believe he was about to sink into her body. He bent slightly at the waist and started to unbutton her shirt. His cock throbbed and twitched as her large breasts came into view. They were the most amazing things that Devin had ever seen.
Tempest shifted and lifted a little to allow Devin to remove the shirt she wore. He tossed it haphazardly in the floor along with his clothes. Her nerves were drawn tight as he knelt above her and took in her curves. She had never really been self-conscious about her body before. She was fit and in shape, but she still had more curves than the average female soldier. She ate healthy and did PT on a daily basis, but she always just barely made weight and tape after each PT test. Although as she looked at Devin as he studied her, she had to admit he didn’t seem to mind her lush curves.
She took the opportunity to study him, too, or at least his cock. It was every girl’s fantasy. His cock was long, thick, and richly veined. It was an amazing tool. He had to be at least nine to ten inches of thick meat. Her mouth watered at the pleasures such an amazing tool could bring her. Her eyes traveled up his lean yet muscled frame to come to a stop on his face. His features were intense and darkened by his lust, and she nervously licked her lips, wondering if she would be able to satisfy him. He obviously had more experience than her, and she started to fidget under his intense scrutiny.
He gave her a dark smile that promised many more nights of brain-numbing passion and lust-filled encounters. He leaned over her body and rested his hand on the couch beside her. “I’m going to make you scream my name.” He growled at her just before he took her swollen lips in a hot kiss.
His lips were soft and questing. His tongue was hot and demanding. He ran his tongue along the seam of her lips and probed them commanding entry. Tempest didn’t deny him as she parted, allowing him to delve into her mouth. His tongue parried with hers in a dance as old as time. He nipped and licked until she was shaking and shivering with excitement agai
n.
“Please, I need you!” she gasped against his lips.
Devin groaned his approval and shifted his hips. The bulbous head of his cock nudged her entrance. He took a deep shaky breath and pushed into her tight passage. He rested his forehead against hers as he slowly sank further into her intense heat. He held her gaze as he continued to push inside of her. It was like entering paradise.
“You’re so goddamn tight.”
“More!” she groaned.
“Fuck yeah!” Devin breathed close to her lips as he thrust his hips and pushed all the way inside her welcoming sheath.
The sensation stunned both Devin and Tempest into silence and stillness as they absorbed the line they had just crossed. Tempest was the first to shift her hips restlessly ripping a moan from both of their throats. She did it again, and Devin was sure the top of his head was about to explode.
“You ready, baby?” Devin croaked as her hips thrust against him.
“Yes!” Tempest cried and almost wept with relief when Devin pulled back his hips and pushed into her.
Tempest ran her short nails down his sweaty back to grasp his hips. Her hips moved in counterpoint to his, causing her body to burn. Her pussy was grasping his thick cock, and her juices were running from her body to the couch cushion below her. Her body broke out in a fine sheen of sweat, and her breath came in short pants.
Devin had never had sex like this before. He was almost desperate to come, and his control was slipping. He had never lost control before during sex, but he did this time and with this woman. He watched as she arched her back and her pussy tightened deliciously around his sensitive shaft. His control finally snapped, and he powered into her body without mercy. The room was filled with their gasps and groans. The sound of wet slapping flesh echoed, spurring Devin to move faster.
“Devin!” Tempest screamed as her body tensed and her pussy tightened and rippled around his shaft.
“Fuck!” Devin shouted as his cock exploded and soaked her convulsing walls with his seed. He kept thrusting until his cock softened and slipped from her wet heat. They clung to each other, sweaty and panting, each lost in their own thoughts.