Tempest's Paradise (Siren Publishing Allure)

by Amanda Kay

  Devin had no words. He had never been at a loss for words before, especially after sex, but this time his tongue didn’t seem to want to work. It took all the strength he had left to roll them both over. He settled her across his chest and just held her as her body continued to shake and tremble under his hands.

  Tempest had no idea sex could be like that. It had blown her mind. Hell, he had blown her mind. She was going to be ruined for all other men forever, and she hadn’t even seen his kinky side yet. She couldn’t hold in her groan. If regular sex with him was like this, she might not survive his kinky side. She let out a sigh as her body remained limp and sated. She growled in protest as her body shook as Devin chuckled at her.

  “Did I wear you out, baby?” he asked, and she could hear his smile and just rolled her eyes.

  “I think I’m dead.”

  “I’m pretty sure the talking means you didn’t meet your demise yet.”

  “Maybe but the way you say yet gives me great pause,” she rasped next to his chest.

  “You’re young. You should have stamina running out your ears,” Devin chided her as he stroked her strawberry locks.

  “I’m also in the army, and if you weren’t aware, it is said to age the body ten years. So I’m technically thirty-one. In other words, I’m too old for this shit,” she said and snorted a laugh.

  “Nah, you’re still young and supple. There are a lot of other things I have in mind for us,” he said seductively in her ear.

  A shiver ran along Tempest’s spine as his finger lazily stroked her. Her mind started reeling at all the possibilities, and there were a lot of possibilities. Her skin tingled under his capable fingers, and heat shot through to her core. It didn’t seem possible that she could want more but just the thought of all the dark and delicious things they could do caused her passion to come alive.

  Devin must have noticed because his hands began a pointed exploration of her exposed skin. The other big clue was that his delicious cock hardened and was pressing against her pussy lips as if seeking entry again. In one quick, efficient move Devin was sitting up on the couch with Tempest straddling his lap. His cock jerked under as if reminding her it was still there and very needy.

  Devin then did something that shocked the hell out of her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and stood up. Tempest gasped and locked her ankles around his low back and clung to his neck. His breathing was harsh next to her ear. He turned and started moving through the house.

  “I’m going to fuck you in a bed this time.” He growled next to her ear and flicked his tongue over her earlobe.

  Tempest just nodded her head and buried her face in his neck. She couldn’t help but breathe him into her lungs, and she went light-headed at his scent. He was musky and potent on her senses. She was going to have to be careful with him in regards to her feelings and emotions.

  Devin made it up the stairs and to his room. He kicked it shut with his foot and then slid the lock into place. He walked to his bed and laid her on it. He stood and looked at her, just drinking in all her perfection. She was pure sensuality and didn’t even have to try.

  He had just had her moments ago, but it still hadn’t cooled his raging need for her. He grabbed her hips and deftly turned her over onto her stomach.

  “Get on your hands and knees.” He growled at her and almost lost his fragile hold on his sanity when she immediately followed his command. “Spread your knees wide. Wider! Now lay your chest flat on the bed and stretch your arms out in front of you as far as you can and don’t move a muscle.”

  Tempest didn’t know what was worse. The fact that she was following his orders or that it was making her so damn hot. She followed his command to the letter. She might not want to take orders all the time, but she was a soldier. She could follow orders with the best of them.

  She felt the bed shift under her and turned her head. She was looking into the handsome face of Devin, and he almost stole her breath.

  “Now we’re gonna play a little game. You can’t come until I tell you to,” he said and gave her a wicked grin when she glared at him and snarled. “No matter what happens, you don’t come until I say so. I’m sure you’ve heard some of the stories about what kind of sex I like, and I’m going to tell you most of them are true. I’m into the BDSM scene, but I’m not a masochist. I do like the bondage, dominance, and submission though,” She was in so much trouble. She couldn’t suppress a shiver as he broke off the kiss. She slowly opened her eyes, and apprehension moved in.

  “Now for the rules. You cannot move from this position. I’m okay with you squirming, but do not move. You won’t speak. I will permit moans, groans, whimpers, and gasps all those sexy noises that you make. You will only speak unless I give you permission, and your safe word is fuchsia. If at any time you want to stop for any reason, all you have to do is say the word fuchsia. I will stop no questions asked and send you off to bed. You should also know that I will never hurt you,” he finished.

  Tempest’s body was suffused in warmth and anxiety. She closed her eyes for a second to try and center herself, but evidently Devin didn’t want that.

  “By the way, baby, if you break any of these rules you will be punished,” he whispered next to her ear in silky tones.

  Tempest’s eyes snapped open and she wondered if anyone would hold it against her if she killed him. She narrowed her eyes at him and compressed her lips into a thin line of irritation. He gave her a sexy smile and a wink.

  Tempest let her forehead rest on the mattress as she tried to get a grip on her anxiety. This was all entirely new to her, but the challenge had been issued. She’d be damned if she let him win this. She was an NCO and a good one. She was going to kill at this game or at least teach him a lesson…probably…maybe…ehhh.

  He did show a little mercy and at least start out slow. She felt him trail his fingers up the back of her thigh and down again. She waited. He ran his fingers up her inner thigh. She waited. He ghosted his fingers over her labia. She waited. He feathered a caress over her clit. She was still sensitive from her last orgasm and gasped at the contact.

  “Still so sensitive, baby,” Devin crooned and stroked her with a firmer touch.

  Her pussy started to leak its slick fluid but nothing major. It felt good, but it wasn’t anything that was too intense or that threatened to send her into a screaming orgasm. Hell, it wasn’t even sending her into tremors. She began to think that there was nothing big to this BDSM thing.

  She was feeling comfortable and a little smug when she heard movement behind her. Her senses perked up as she concentrated on the sound and tried to figure out what was going on. Devin’s silky hair caressed her thighs and all feelings of smugness suddenly died. This was going to be much harder. Her anxiety slowly crept back in.

  She felt Devin’s tongue flick provocatively over her clit. She gritted her teeth as she tried to calm the fire in her lower half. She took measured breathes and tried to focus on that. It was working okay until he sucked her clit into his warm mouth. Her muscles tightened, and her teeth began to hurt from her clamped jaw. Her clit began to pulse and throb. A small whimper managed to claw its way up her throat and escape before she could swallow it. Devin’s chuckle vibrated through her pussy causing her to gasp.

  “I’m just getting you warmed up, baby,” he said, and his breath tickled her lower lips.

  Tempest couldn’t hold in her whimper. She had to fight to maintain her position when two of his thick fingers pushed past the muscles protecting her pussy. It made lewd squishing noises as he pushed as far into her wet cunt as they would go. He hooked his fingers inside her and pulled them across the front wall of her pussy. He found that small spongy spot and began fucking his fingers in and out of her. He made sure to pass his fingers over each and every time he moved in her.

  Her breathing sped up and came out in shallow pants. The muscles around her pelvic region were twitching almost uncontrollably. Her upper body hadn’t moved, but her muscles were taut as they str
uggled to hold her still.

  His fingers left her pussy, and she gave a small cry of relief as the need to come was greatly reduced. She was giving a startled shout in the next second when Devin circled his slick fingers over the forbidden pucker of her ass. She jerked forward reflexively, and Devin immediately stopped.

  She let out a sigh that was a strange mix of relief and pure frustration. She rested her forehead again on the mattress and closed her eyes, focusing on getting her breathes back under control. Her eyes snapped open when the bed shifted again. Devin was once again next to her and studying her intently.

  “Have you ever had anal sex before, baby?”

  He didn’t need her answer as she blushed prettily, an unconscious response. When she didn’t say anything, he smiled, remembering that she was waiting on her permission to speak and she didn’t look happy about it either. “You can speak,” he said as he watched a barely noticeable tic under her left eye. She was not happy.

  “No,” she said simply.

  “No, what?” he corrected with an arch of his brow. He watched that tic intensify, but this time it was both eyes. She was pissed.

  “No, sir,” she said and was proud she managed to say it without gritting her teeth.

  “Is it something you’ve ever thought about?”

  “No, sir.”

  “Why not?”

  “It is an exit, sir.”

  “I will make it good for you, and it won’t hurt at all,” he said as he watched her body visibly tense. “I’m not going to fuck you in the ass if that will make you more comfortable. I just want to play with that pretty pink pucker a little,” he said.

  Tempest studied him for a while. Anal sex had never entered her wildest dreams, but now here was the option.

  “You won’t hurt me, sir?” she asked skeptically.

  Devin’s gaze softened as he looked into her troubled green eyes. “I would never hurt you,” he said as he lightly traced his finger across her cheek.

  “Okay then,” she said and let her body relax into the soft mattress.

  Devin brushed a sweet kiss across her cheek and moved back into his position beneath her once again.

  Tempest sighed as he started with soft, fleeting touches that were meant to relax and soothe her jumbled nerves. The first time his tongue ghosted across her clit, she gave a sweet sigh of contentment. The pleasure intensified once he pushed his two fingers back into her pussy. He immediately found her G-spot and tortured it relentlessly.

  She was gasping her air and withering on the bed. When his fingers left her body and smoothed her slick cream once again over her anus, the muscles reflexively tightened and tensed. His finger massaged and rubbed gentle circles around the virgin muscle. She tried to control her breathing, but it wasn’t working. She was just too anxious.

  “Shhhh, baby, relax and I’ll take care of you,” Devin whispered next to her pussy and on a groan took her back into his mouth.

  The words helped, and Tempest was able to relax in small increments. After much coaxing and gentle probing, Devin’s finger slipped past the protective muscles around her dark opening. She gasped and went absolutely still. The orgasm that she was trying to stave off was forgotten. She held her breath as she tried to absorb the odd sensation.

  “Baby, you need to breathe,” Devin rumbled under her.

  The breath whooshed out of her all at once, and she buried her face against the covers. She almost went flying off the bed when Devin started sucking on her clit with a vengeance. Her body started shaking, and the cramps in her thigh muscles went ignored. Her pussy was dripping its juices…only God knew where. Sweat was coming out of every pore she had, and odd animalistic sounds were coming out of her throat that she had no idea she could make.

  Suddenly Devin pushed two fingers back up into her dripping pussy and tapped her G-spot. Colors exploded behind her eyes as she became impossibly full and tight.

  “Please, please, please,” Tempest chanted even though she wasn’t supposed to talk. It was impossible for her to fully comply. She was a gibbering mass of flesh and nothing more.

  Devin’s mouth and finger’s left her pussy, but she was on the edge and nothing changed. His finger rotated in her ass, and a scream tore from her throat. The grip she had on the comforter caused her knuckles to turn white. She felt the head of his cock, and her mind pretty much checked out for its own safety.

  Devin pushed into her tight, swollen passage and thought he was going to come. Even with just one finger in her ass, she was fucking tight. He knew he wasn’t going to last too long. He could even feel her passage start to shutter around his cock.

  “Come now,” he shouted in a guttural voice.

  Those words were pure heaven to Tempest. She came with a scream and collapsed on the bed as Devin made about three strokes in her dripping passage and fell headlong into his own screaming orgasm.

  Tempest’s skin felt like it was tingling and on fire. When Devin pulled from her body, she curled up into a tight ball on the bed and hugged her knees. She felt him move in behind her and reach out to touch her. It was purely reflexive, but she jerked away and started shaking her head earnestly.

  “No, no, no, no, don’t touch me,” she stammered as she pulled tighter in on herself.

  Devin immediately went on high alert and moved in front of her so she could see him. “Baby, did I hurt you?” he asked, concern visible in his face.

  Tempest shook her head frantically in the negative. “T–t–t–too much, too much,” she stuttered as she began rubbing her arms, trying to desensitize her skin.

  “Oh, baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t know. Why didn’t you use your safe word?” he softly admonished.

  “I–I–I didn’t know this would happen,” she said shakily.

  “Let me help.” He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. He also wrapped his lets around her. She buried her face in his chest and gave a small shiver. He rubbed her back in firm, smooth strokes and the tingling finally went away. When she stopped shaking, Devin lifted her face so he could get a good look at her. “I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful next time, but you should’ve used your safe word honey,” he chided.

  “You think there’s gonna be a next time?” She snorted as she looked into his smooth caramel gaze. “I won’t hesitate next time now that I know this might happen.” She gave him a shaky smile and a chuckle.

  Devin smiled sweetly at her. “There will definitely be a next time, and I won’t push so hard either. You need a little more time to adjust.” He tucked her head under his chin and smiled. “Besides, you’ve got some punishments coming,” he said, and his smile got even bigger when she jerked out of his embrace and glared at him.

  “The hell you say! What for? I think I did pretty damn good considering!” she shouted.

  “You moved,” he pointed out.

  “I did not. I jerked or possibly jolted, but I did not move. Besides, you stuck your finger up my ass without so much as a howdy-do. Most people have to decency to ask permission before they make that step. I mean, it is mine after all,” she said with a disapproving scowl.

  “Maybe but you did speak,” he said with a cocky, all too reassured grin.

  “Fine, I’ll give you that one, but I protest the other ones. So when are we going to do this?” she asked and couldn’t suppress her shiver of apprehension as it moved down her spine.

  “Don’t worry, baby. It’ll be later and at a place of my choosing,” he said and chuckled when her scowl returned. “Now let’s shift and go to sleep.”

  It was time for Devin to scowl when she began to climb out of his bed. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked in a disapproving tone.

  “I’m going to find a bed to sleep in,” she said as she stood up.

  Devin reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her back down onto the bed and climbed over her body. “As long as you’re here with me, you’ll sleep in my bed,” he said with a little snarl.

  Tempest just stared at him for a
minute. “That’s fine, but next time you could just tell me without climbing on my chest. It makes it a little hard to breathe,” she said with a huff and a wiggle.

  He gave her a sharp nod and finally settled when she maneuvered to the head of the bed and climbed under the covers with him. He wrapped his arm around her middle and pulled her snug against him. He moved his hand and grabbed her breast possessively. Tempest just huffed out a breath and rolled her eyes. She had to admit, though, he was nice and snuggly. It didn’t take her ten minutes to fall asleep.

  Devin lay and listened as her breathing evened out. He stroked her hair and idly twirled it around his finger. He couldn’t believe that she was in his bed. He couldn’t believe that he finally had her where he wanted her…with him. He hugged her tight to him and gave a contented sigh. Now all he needed to do was convince her to stay with him forever.

  Chapter 5

  Tempest stood on her front porch and waved at Devin as he drove away in his little sports car. She walked into her house and gave a small sigh of relief. She had an amazing time with Devin, but she was glad to be home. She needed to get some things done before work the next day. She was going to have a longer-than-normal drive to work since she was reporting to Maddox Inc.

  She walked in and plopped down on her sofa. She hadn’t been sitting down ten minutes when there was an impatient knock on her door. She groaned and started to stand up.

  “Hurry your ass up! I want to know what the hell happened this weekend!” Elaine yelled through the door.

  “I’m coming. I’m coming. Keep your panties on!” Tempest yelled back with a smile on her face.

  “Come on! Come on! It’s cold out here and I brought food!” she yelled again.

  Tempest’s stomach growled in answer to the food, and she picked up the pace. She threw open the door, and Elaine stepped in with a little shiver. Tempest quickly relieved her of the Chinese takeout boxes while Elaine shucked her coat and hung it on the little pegs by the front door.