7 Days of Seduction (5 page)

"Where are we going?" Annoyance flared—until she opened her eyes and stared down his cock, now sheathed in a neon green condom. That much stud got her attention.

"Into the pool. I thought a few laps might do us good."

A few laps just blew me away
. She swayed toward his thick outstretched dick, fastened her lips around it and leaned forward to engulf him. Too bad he already had the condom on. It might be colorful, but it tasted like shit. His guttural "Mmm," perked her up, however, and his hard shaft swelled even more when she increased the suction. She had just gotten a good rhythm started when he pulled out of her mouth.

"Not this time, babe. Though thanks for the preview." His voice, thick and gravelly, made her pussy twitch. He pulled her up and guided her into the shallow end of the pool. He splashed down the steps into the water, Ash following reluctantly. The coolness dampened her desire, though it seemed not to affect Hunter at all. His green-clad dick stood at flagpole attention despite the temperature change.

"Come here, Ash." He grabbed her head and kissed her, one of those hard, searing kisses she felt down in her toes. He hoisted her up onto the deck at the pool's edge. "Lay back."

"Change of plans?" She grinned and eyed the green length that nudged against her legs.

"The water was a little chillier than I'd anticipated. I don't want you to catch cold. Will you lie back on the deck?"

She stretched out and looked into the deep purple of the evening sky, stars winking into existence as the sun set. Hunter's face hove into sight.

He opened her thighs and dribbled oil from a bottle onto his shaft.

"How do you want me?"

"Hard and deep." Her pussy throbbed as images of her stuffed to the gills with him flew through her head.

A slow smile spread across his face and he slid her hips down to hang over the ledge of the pool. "Works for me," he said, and slammed his dick into her to the hilt.

Ashley caught her breath at the flicker of pain at her core. He withdrew and thrust again, so hard she heard as well as felt his balls slap her ass cheeks.

"Hunter! Not that hard."

He grunted but eased off, pumping faster but not as deep. The fast-paced rhythm wound her up tight again in no time. She moaned as the friction generated a heat that wouldn't quite combust.

"Rub your tits." His rhythm never stopped but his eyes widened. "I've got to hold your ass." He gave it a squeeze. "Be my hands. Play with your nipples for me. Make me come good, Ash."

His words brought heat to her face. No lover had ever asked this of her. But it excited her beyond reason. Her breasts tightened as her hands slid over them, peaked the instant she circled the tips.

Over her, Hunter groaned, sped his thrusts. The sound of his balls hitting her flesh mingled with the sucking sounds of his thrusts and the soft splashes their rhythm created in the water.

"Yes, that's it. That's it." Her voice rose as the sights and sounds of sex overwhelmed her. She couldn't be quiet. Didn't want to be. Damn the neighbors.

"Harder now, Hunter. That's right. Fuck me hard. Make me come good too."

"You're going to explode, babe. I fuckin' guarantee it." He thrust so deep and hard she clung to her nipples, pinching them in time to his pounding rhythm. Pain streaked down from her breasts and up from her pussy to meet in a glorious tangle in her core. Instinct drove her to finger her clit, raising her to the brink of explosion.

"Yes, yes, yes." Hunter punctuated each ‘yes' with a forceful thrust, staring at her hands as they worked her flesh. "You feel so fuckin' good, Ash. Come now. Now!" He ground his hips against her, lifted her ass higher and pushed her over the brink. Her body spasmed inside and out, clenched around his dick in an endless rhythmic tempo. He clutched her butt one last time, then relaxed over her. "Ahh, fuckin' ay."

Ashley's bones seemed to have evaporated. She could only lie beneath him and twitch every so often, gripping his dick with softer and softer caresses as time stretched out. He rose on his elbows to peer into her face.

"Did you explode?"

"As close as I ever want to come to it. You?"

"Fucking nuclear. You're an exciting woman, Ashley." He tugged at her lips with his teeth and she melted a little more. "Such potential."

"Potential for what?"

"For absolute sexual abandon. Are you ready to take it to another level?"

Her slow breathing quickened. "I don't think I'm ready for—"

"Not anal intercourse. Not yet, anyway. Though a little anal play would get you more comfortable with the idea."

"I don't know, Hunter."

"Did you come good?"

"Yes."

"Did you like coming that good?"

Ashley sighed. "Yes, of course, I loved coming that hard. I can't even move I'm so spent."

"Then you're ready for the next level of abandon. Can I take you to lunch tomorrow?" He pulled out of her, leaving an emptiness she didn't want to contemplate.

She nodded and sat up. "That would be great."

"Why don't I pick you up at your office? We can go to that little café you eat at so often." He mounted the stairs, grabbed two towels and passed her one.

"You know where I eat lunch?"

"I know everything about you."

"Stalker."

"Prey." He buffed his back with the towel. His cock, stripped of its condom, now swayed limply against his sac.

My God, I am his prey. Only I want him to pounce. Right now would be fine.

"How does 12:30 sound?"

Too far away.

Day 4

Afternoon Delight

Ashley had just finished collating the incoming freshman files when the door to her office rattled open to admit Hunter. His crisp appearance in a forest green and white striped short-sleeved shirt and white shorts drew a wide smile from her. He always dressed sharp, or not at all. She preferred the latter, but for lunch this seemed the safer call.

"Hi, babe." He leaned against the door and surveyed the room, a mischievous smile slowly spreading across his face. "Nice office."

"Hi, yourself." Ashley grabbed her purse from a desk drawer and straightened, drawing herself up tall in her three-inch red stilettos. She had dressed with care this morning, knowing she would be seen with Hunter in public for the first time. The chic red and white linen dress would make her stand out--make them stand out.

"I'm ready." She crossed to stand in front of him, noting the gleam in his eyes. He must like her in this outfit.

"I can see that. I'm ready too." He grabbed her face and pulled her to him. His lips crushed hers, his tongue shot into her mouth before she could catch her breath. Not that she minded at all. He tasted of black coffee and the slight bitterness made her thirsty for more.

She dropped her purse to slide her hands up his back, raking it lightly with her nails through his cotton shirt. The vibrations of his answering groan resounded against her breasts. He disengaged his tongue and dragged it down her neck, nipping her skin every few inches. Each one caused a frisson of delight to sprint down her body. When he reached the juncture of her neck and shoulder, the nip became a full-fledged bite.

"Aah." She moaned softly, her panties dampening at the delightful pain. "Hunter, what are you doing? We're going out to lunch and I'm going to be miserable with wanting you."

"Hmm." He worked his mouth back up her neck until it pressed close against her ear. "I don't want you to be miserable, Ash. That would never do."

He lifted first her right then her left leg over his hips then cupped her ass with both hands. She immediately locked her legs around him and the hard line of his cock rubbed against her crotch.

"I have an idea." He walked them over to Ashley's desk. Hunter shifted her weight until one hand clasped her butt in the center. With the free hand, he set the lamp down on the floor, pushed a pile of papers toward her computer and plunked Ashley down on her desk. She shook her head at him, laughing.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"What does it look like?" He pushed her torso back until she lay with her head almost touching her computer monitor, her body spread across the dark walnut wood. Lifting her hips, he pushed her dress to her waist and stared down at her tiny red thong panties. A smile spread across his face. "Now aren't we color coordinated today?"

Before she could open her mouth to protest his smug tone, he pulled a clear plastic packet from his pocket and held it up to reveal a red condom.

Ashley laughed, stopped abruptly and stared at the door.

"Are you crazy?" she whispered, trying to pull down her skirt and sit up. "Anyone could walk in."

"No one's going to walk in, Ash. Hunter pressed her back down onto the desk, his big solid body pinning her like a wrestler. "It's lunchtime during August. No faculty or students around." He loomed over her face, his eyes mere inches from hers. Her breasts rubbed his chest with every breath she took. God, she loved that feeling. Her nipples hardened as the friction increased.

"There are administrators and secretaries around. They might come by."

"Dr. Hawthorne is out of town. Chances are less than one in ten someone will show up." He rubbed his cheek against hers, a hint of stubble scraping her skin, the citrus of his cologne tickling her nose. "This is the next level of adventure, Ash. You game?"

"You really mean it." Her heart beat like the hooves of a runaway horse. If someone came in, she'd be more than humiliated and fired on the spot. "You could get kicked out of school."

His gaze never left her face, but his eyes sparkled even brighter at her words. He ground his stiffened cock against her pussy. "I'm up for it."

Ashley groaned. "Well, yeah, I kind of expected that."

"Time's wasting, babe. Are you in or are you out?"

One more glance toward the door. If someone came in…The image of her spread-eagle on the desk, Hunter pumping away with all his might, and that door opening made her twitch in unexpected places. The temperature in the room seemed to rise and she fought the urge to squirm on the desk. This was not last night with a 10-foot privacy fence, but a giant step up the adventuresome ladder. She hoped the rung didn't break.

"I'm in."

"Good. I've been anticipating this all morning." He lowered his head between her thighs and began to lick and nip the sensitive inner flesh of her thighs. "I promise you'll never want to eat lunch the regular way again."

A deep hum began in her throat as he changed positions, rested his forehead lightly on the red satin covering her mons, and got busy with his tongue.

By the time he gets down to the real business, he can probably stick his little finger in me and I'll come
. Ever since meeting Hunter she'd been horny as hell 24/7. This interlude would probably be no more than an appetizer; could she convince him to come over tonight as well?

He raised his head and she stared at his face, framed by the V of her thighs. His eyes possessed a dreamy quality she hadn't seen before. He glanced up and down her body, as if memorizing every inch of her, his gaze finally lingering on the thong that shielded her pussy. He grasped her legs, slid her toward his waiting face until his nose was embedded in her crotch. His deep breathing convinced her he enjoyed the smell of a woman. Well, at least her scent. He seemed to enjoy everything about her, and her feelings were mutual.

She glanced toward the door again. It was going on one pm. How would they ever do this quickly and quietly? Lunch would be ending soon. And she would not end this mealtime as frustrated as it had begun.

"Take my panties off, Hunter, and let's get on with this."

He chuckled deeply and ran his tongue along the junction of thigh and pelvis. Ashley squirmed outright, almost sliding off the desk. Rather than pushing her back into place, he allowed her feet to touch the ground. First toes, then the ball of the foot and finally the heel, her footing solid on the carpet.

"You giving up?"

"Hardly. Turn around." He continued to laugh softly as he pulled her into a standing position." He guided her until she faced the desk, her skirt ruched up to her waist.

"Now lean over." His hand on her back, he urged her down until her boobs pressed the polished wood and she detected a trace of lemon Pledge. The desktop stood a little lower than waist high, so her rump now stuck up in the air--a full moon for anyone coming through that door.

"Beautiful." He ran his hands over her butt then traced the line of her thong along the crack of her ass with a single finger. He slipped his hand underneath the strand of fabric, slid his finger into her drenched slit to the hilt, then slowly out.

"Oh, so ready, I see."

God, more than ready
. Between her heightened lust and awareness of the office door, she quivered on the brink of climax just from that one thrust.

He leaned toward her ear and whispered, "Are we ready for adventure?" His breath brushed her ear, sending chills down her neck.