Because Briareus needed something from her that wasn’t sex. “What are you asking me?”
Gently, as though he handled spun glass, he eased her legs off of his shoulders, lowering her feet to the ground. She almost slid down the tree without his support, but he caught her in his arms to place her on the wet ground. Mud squished under her ass, an uncomfortable sensation she normally would’ve shuddered at, except there were more important things to worry about.
This giant male knelt in front of her, soaked to the skin from rain and her orgasms and looked at her with solemn gray eyes. “I never lied to you in the game, Iris. I mean,” he said, running a hand through his hair, “everything we talked about was the truth. The only thing I didn’t tell you was who I really was.” He grimaced. “Gods, that sounds like such bullshit, but it’s the truth. I really am the guy who hates spaghetti and lasagna and shit because it gives me heartburn. I don’t sugarcoat my words with anyone and that tends to get me into trouble.”
Iris felt the urge to smile but bit it back. “And your fucktard coworkers? Are those your brothers?”
He started to smile, but it died before it even formed. “Yeah. I, uh, I live with them, you know. It just seemed easier than getting my own place since we work together, but I can buy something else. I’m not broke or anything.”
“I’m not looking for someone with money, Briareus,” she said gently.
“BC.”
“What?”
“My friends and family call me BC, kind of like a joke, you know because I’m almost as old as the universe.”
Iris shook her head. “I’ll never call you BC.” His face fell and she cupped his cheek. “I’ll call you Briareus, or Thunderkiss, because yes, I do love you.”
His jaw flexed beneath her hand and tension gripped him. “You do? Even after I’ve been such a bastard to you? And uh, well, jumped you against a tree next to a highway?”
She laughed. “The minute you did that I knew you were my Thunderkiss, Briareus. You’re the man I fell in love with.” She searched his face. “But I don’t want someone who sees me as something pure and innocent. I’m a woman, Briareus, and I want to be treated like one. I want to be loved and held and fucked. Often.”
“I can do all that, princess.”
Iris thought a moment and shook her head, ignoring the way his face fell again. “No, I don’t think you realize the truth about me yet. Before you make up your mind about me, I think I need to prove to you how bad I really am.”
“I don’t want you to prove anything, Iris. I lo—”
But Iris already stood, finding her strength again. She did need to prove to him that she was just as gritty and raw as he was. It would be interesting because she’d never done anything like this before. But thank you, Internet, for teaching me a few things.
Briareus stood as well, towering over her. “What are you doing? You don’t need to prove anything to me, baby. I lo—”
She slapped her hand over his mouth. “Quiet and grab that tree branch. You’re in a lot of trouble, mister.”
His eyebrows rose. “I am?” But he gripped the branch, which was at shoulder height to him. “And what are you going to do about it, little goody two-shoes?”
It was his smirk that gave her the courage to go after what she wanted. She ripped his soaked shirt from his body and gaped at him. Oh gods, I didn’t realize he had all of those muscles beneath those polo shirts he wears at work. She licked her lips. If I had, I might’ve jumped him millennia ago.
Next she tackled his jeans and he did nothing to help her. The instant she unzipped them, his cock sprang out, glistening at the tip and eager for attention. Iris had to fight the urge to lick him now, but she wanted him completely naked. She struggled with the denim sticking to his muscled thighs like glue until she finally tore them from him, leaving him in nothing but his boots. He should have looked silly naked except for his shoes, but with his feet planted wide, his hands at shoulder height, and his big cock pointing right at her, he looked dangerous.
Her pussy fluttered hopefully. Iris wanted to jump on him now and stuff all of his gorgeous, thick length inside of her, but she was a bad girl and bad girls did more than just fuck, right? They sucked.
She knelt at Briareus’s feet, feeling more like a supplicant to his masculinity than a bad girl. Stroking her hands up his hard calves to his thighs, she marveled at the differences between their bodies. When she had more time, when she wasn’t trying to prove herself, she’d explore every inch of him, but right now, she needed to show him she was a perfect match for him. She reached for his cock, her mouth watering for it.
But he caught her hand in his. “Wait, princess,” he said in a low, dark tone.
Iris frowned up at him. “You weren’t supposed to take your hand off the branch!”
He laughed, the sound striking a chord in her womb. “I’m not much of one for following orders. And real bad girls do what they’re told.”
She pouted. “No, they don’t. They do what they want.”
Briareus let go of her hand. “Oh trust me, baby, you’ll get exactly what you want. Put your hands on your thighs.”
Part of her was angry he wouldn’t let her make him feel like he’d made her feel, but another part of her, the one she called Pain-Bow Brite, exulted at the command in his voice. Her heart pounded as she dropped her hands to the tops of her thighs. But she glared up at him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing she liked his dominating ways.
He chuckled, one hand fisting in her hair and tugging her head back as he gripped his cock with the other. She gasped at the slight sting as he pulled her hair, the tiny pain sending a tendril of fire licking through her body. “Lick me,” he ordered in that deeply hypnotizing voice.
She panted, but did as he ordered, her tongue feathering over the broad tip of his erection. He tasted slightly bitter and a little salty. He was also a lot hotter than she’d thought he would be. And softer, yet hard. It was so weird, but weird in a good way.
And the entire time he talked to her, told her how he wanted her to please him.
“That’s it, baby. Lick all the way down my dick. There you go, that’s good. Swirl your tongue over the head, just like that.” His voice grew deeper and deeper, the beads on the head of his cock coming faster. “Now open your mouth wide.” He slid into her mouth, straining the limits of her jaw. “That’s fucking amazing. Use your tongue. Yeah, baby, like that. Suck my cock. Oh yeah, oh yeah, like that. Harder, princess, suck harder.” His cock shuttled in and out of her mouth slowly, steadily. “There you go, take me a little deeper.” When his cock hit the back of her throat and she felt like she might gag, he said, “Swallow. Oh fuck, yesss.”
Iris was held captive by his hand in her hair, but she was the one in command because everything she did to him made Briareus shake. He fucked her mouth in short, quick stabs, keeping one hand on the base of his cock to keep her from choking on the length. His silky pre-cum coated her tongue, making her mouth water for more. She moaned against him, wanting to take all of him, but she didn’t move her hands from her legs, although she did dig her fingernails into her skin to keep from grabbing him.
His strokes became harder, deeper, his breathing labored as he spoke. “Fuck yes, Iris, godsdamn it, you’re so fucking beautiful sucking my cock. Mm, fuck, fuck, fuck!” he shouted as he pulled away from her.
Before she could protest him not giving her everything she wanted, Briareus was on his knees before her. He used her hair to topple her back until she hit the ground, her legs sprawling open. “I need to be inside that sweet pussy, baby,” he said against her mouth. He kissed her with a growl, his hold on her hair tightening. He pulled away. “I love to taste myself on your tongue.”
He levered himself over her, his spare hand sliding down to test her pussy. “Gods, Iris, you’re soaking wet. You like sucking my cock, don’t you, baby?”
She couldn’t speak for the fire racing through her body as he speared her with his finger
s. Then he tugged on her hair. Hard.
“You like having your mouth fucked by me, don’t you?”
“Yes!” she screamed, tears stinging her eyes from the delicious combination of pain and pleasure. “I love sucking your cock, I love you fucking my mouth, I love everything you do to me.”
“Good.”
Iris glared up at him. She wanted to say something sarcastic and mean, but her brain wouldn’t function. And then she lost all train of thought because Briareus rested the head of his cock at the entrance to her body and pressed. Her eyes widened as her pussy tried to stretch around him.
“Oh gods,” she said in a whimper. He was a lot bigger than her toys. “Oh gods.”
His feral smile was tight, his gray eyes boring into hers as he pushed into her. She screamed as burning pleasure licked through her like wildfire. He didn’t stop until he was fully lodged inside her, the head of his dick bumping against her womb.
“You feel perfect, princess.” He ground his hips against hers, his cock nudging harder against her cervix. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you forget your name, you forget everything except me.”
Iris stared up at the giant over her and wrapped herself around him in a full-body hug. “You’re all I ever think about, Briareus.”
Chapter Six
BC didn’t know how he was able to construct complete sentences with his dick caught in the tight, wet heat of Iris’s pussy. He wanted to pound into her, had every intention of doing just that, but then she had to go all soft on him. Her legs circled his thighs, opening herself up to him, and her arms wrapped around his neck. But it was her words and the soft, loving look in her eyes that brought him back to himself.
“You love me.” It wasn’t a question this time, but a statement.
“Yes. Until the end of eternity.”
A lump grew in his throat and his heart did some kind of weird melting shit at her words. “I love you, too, Iris. Forever. I swear I’ll always be a good male for you.”
Her hands raked through his hair. “I know you will be. You’re everything I’d ever hoped for, Briareus. Except for one thing.”
BC relaxed his tight hold on her hair, smoothing down the multicolored strands. “What? Anything you want, princess, and I’ll give it you.”
She lifted herself to kiss his lips and it felt like a blessing from the goddess of rainbows. Iris broke the soft kiss and whispered, “You’re not fucking me.”
He stared at her, the sweet little goody two-shoes who was too pure and innocent to be touched by any man’s hand, mortal or immortal, and smiled. “Now there’s my almost-bad girl.”
BC planted his hips in the mud and drew one of her legs up and over his hip to open her wider. Then he withdrew, his eyes rolling back at the way her pussy gripped him as though not wanting him to go. When only the crown of his cock remained, he flexed his hips and thrust home again. Her gasp of wonder was all the encouragement he needed. He began to ride her slow and hard. He dipped his head to place hot, open-mouthed kisses on her throat. He left a ring of love bites around her throat like a necklace. She panted, her fingernails digging into his shoulders, her hips lifting up to meet his thrusts, urging him faster. BC gnawed his way to her ear where he rasped all the things he’d do to her in their long eternity.
“I’m going to fuck your ass one day, princess.” He thrust hard and deep. She moaned in the back of her throat. “All of my cock deep in your ass, one of your vibrators in your pussy. You’re gonna come so hard, baby.” He panted, his balls drawing up as his climax neared. “I’m going to mark every inch of your beautiful skin with cum until you’re dripping with it.” Her pussy fluttered around him, her fingernails slashing down his back until she gripped his ass. “I’ll spread you out on my desk and eat your pussy for lunch while my brothers watch, wishing they were me.”
“Fuck!” she screamed, her inner muscles clamping around him hard enough to break his dick in half. “Oh gods, oh gods, yes, yes, yes!”
BC shouted her name when he exploded into her. The vicious slap of their bodies meeting was timed perfectly with the boom of thunder around them as the heavens opened up again. He rode his sweet little princess, listening to her hoarse cries of completion as she took every ounce of seed he had to give her.
Out of strength and cum, BC slumped over his woman, his head pressed to her chest. The thunder and rain died away, leaving them in the silence, only the sound of their harsh breathing to fill the night air. BC rolled his head to rest on one of her breasts, reluctant to leave the tight clasp of her body.
“I love you, Iris,” he said again once he was able to speak.
“Mm, I love you, too.” He felt her tense.
Ready to defend his woman against threat, BC lifted his head and growled. “What’s wrong?”
But even as he looked around, he knew. They were in the middle of a rainbow. Keeping their bodies together, he turned to his side and looked up. One of the biggest, brightest rainbows arched away from them, the starting point his woman. He grinned.
“Godsdamn rainbows,” she muttered. “Do you know how hard it is to be taken seriously when you have those things following you around everywhere?”
“My poor baby,” BC said in a soothing voice. “It’s because you’re still a good girl.”
She stiffened. “What?” She grabbed his hair to tug his head away from her breast. “After what we just did, how can you say I’m still a good girl?”
BC smiled broadly. “Because, princess, bad girls swallow.”
Iris smiled back at him, hunger in her eyes. “I’ll have to practice that then. A lot.”
www.danicaavet.com
Other Books by Danica Avet:
Immortal Love
CHANGING THE RULES
Vanessa Devereaux
Copyright © 2012
“I’m touching my clit. It’s throbbing and it won’t be long before I climax.”
“If only I could watch as you come.”
He didn’t want to read any more.
Ian took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. He couldn’t believe Jenny Walker had written this and was the sort of woman who took part in cyber sex. However, this was her cubicle and her computer. It was obvious she was working late because her distinct pink lipstick was smeared on the straw sticking out of a can of soda on her desk. He loved the color. It was one of the first things he’d noticed about her when she’d stepped into his office when he’d hired her a little over a year ago.
He glanced down. Her purse sat by the leg of the chair and her beige raincoat hung on its back. She looked so sophisticated wearing it as she walked through the door every morning at three minutes before eight. She was always on time so he knew exactly when to head to his office window to catch a glimpse of her.
He’d had his heart set on asking her out the minute she’d shaken his hand during her interview. But he knew the rules. No one working for Corbett Enterprises was allowed to date a fellow staff member. Damn, stupid rule and he, Ian Corbett, owner of the company, had been the fucking idiot who’d created it. If he’d known someone like Jenny would stroll into his life he would have included an exception clause for the boss.
Ian leaned back on the chair, getting a whiff of Jenny’s perfume. The very same one she’d worn a year ago. He’d never forgotten it.
You always want what you can’t have.
The explicit messages on her computer screen stared back at him again.
Was this a boyfriend she was interacting with?
He right clicked on the mouse and read some more.
How much do you charge for a Web cam view? I’d like to see you pleasure yourself.
Ian pulled on the front of his pants. He’d like to see that too and just the thought of it had made his cock suddenly hard.
Charge, Web cam…Jenny was some sort of hooker? An Internet hooker. Was there such a thing?
He drummed his lips with his fingertips. She’d been using company equipment to conduct outside business
…if that’s what one could call it. And probably on company time too. Both were acts that the rulebook said were cause for dismissal.
He banged his hand on the desk, almost knocking over the can of soda. He caught it just before the contents spilled on the keyboard.
That’s it.
He could fire her, then the stupid rules wouldn’t apply anymore.
He could ask her out.
Ian took off a sheet of paper from her notepad and pulled a pen from the Hello Kitty coffee mug she used to house them.
Ms. Rasley,
Please come and see me in my office immediately.
Ian Corbett
He propped it up against the screen, covering the last two sentences of her cyber chat or whatever it was called.
Had he not taken a shortcut on his way out of the building tonight he might never have discovered her secret and the perfect excuse for firing her.
Fate must be on my side.
****
Jenny took the hotdog out of the microwave oven and carried it back to her cubicle. For some reason dealing with horny men made her hungry. She and the janitor were the only two people left in the building. She nodded to him as she turned the corner and he swung the mop around on the floor. Lucky for her everyone in her department had decided to finish early, which meant she could work her second job in peace, and best of all, incognito.
She usually worked from home but her computer had decided to do strange things and was in the shop for the night. Jenny knew it was risky but the one at work was her only alternative because the library had too many prying eyes. She’d already missed her cyber chat assignment the night before, and if she missed two in a row they’d fire her and she needed the cash.
Keyboards and Kink Page 6