Dream On (Stories of Serendipity #2) (32 page)

“Well, Michael seems to think that with you in the picture, permanently, we may be able to get full custody of the kids.”  She dropped her eyes to the plate in front of her.  She looked back up at him, and he wanted to reach for her, to hold her tight.

“Are you proposing to me?”  He asked her, unable to believe they were actually on the same wave-length for once.  “Isn’t that my job?”

Her eyes were huge, azure pools.  Dalton felt himself sinking into them.

But she was back in seductive mode, licking butter off her fingertips before trailing them down the neckline of her sweater, drawing his attention to her exposed cleavage.  One of her fingers ran down the inside of her neckline, showing a hint of black lace.  Dalton exhaled deeply, growling a little in the back of his throat.

“You have no idea what you are doing to me, Alyssa.”  He thought maybe she did, and why.  She had to know he dealt with things with sex, and she was making it so easy for him to deal with this.  And he thought he might love her a little more for it.

“I do have an idea.  And you’re going to have to be patient.  We still have one more course.”  She rose slowly from the table, and swished her hips back into the kitchen before reappearing with a bowl of chocolate covered strawberries.  “I know they are cliché, but they’re tasty, yes?”

Placing the bowl next to Dalton, she came around the table and sat in his lap.
 He felt her soft ass on his erection, as she wiggled a little, and he swore under his breath.  Alyssa held a strawberry in front of his mouth for him.  He ate it, not taking his eyes off her face.  

She got a strawberry for herself
,
and wrapped her lips around the outside edges before biting into it
,
and sucking the juices.
 Some of the juice dribbled down her lips, and she stuck her tongue out to catch the drip before it reached her chin.

“That’s it.
 I’ve had enough of this.”  He caught her mouth
i
o
n his, as he grabbed her around her back, pushing her breasts to him.  He was frantic with need.  He couldn’t focus on one thing at a time.  As soon as she opened her mouth to his, he was moving on to her neck.  When Alyssa tilted her head back, he was moving down to her breasts.  One hand went up the tantalizingly short skirt that had ridden up almost to her crotch when she sat on his lap.

She stiffened, and pushed him back as she stood up.
 “Not yet, Dalton.  Are you finished eating?”  She had backed up a couple of feet, to get out of his reach.

“Yeah.”
 His voice was husky, deep with need.  He wanted this woman.  Now.

“Then go to the bedroom, strip, and wait for me.
 I’ll be in in a minute.

“What?”

She looked at him pleadingly.  “It’s part of my plan.  Please?”  He couldn’t say no to her.  If it involved stripping, he would eventually get what he wanted.  He still didn’t know what she was up to, but he figured whatever it was would be fun.

Dalton went to Alyssa’s room and took off his clothes, laying them on a chair.
 He sat on the bed waiting, expectantly, wondering, yet again, what in the hell she was up to.  When she came into the room, she was holding a shopping bag.

“I need you to follow my directions, please.”
 Her voice was authoritative, the one she used with her students in class.  He decided to follow along.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Lay down on the bed, Dalton.” He did as he was told, and Alyssa reached into the bag, pulling out a handful of scarves.  His semi-erect penis twitched in anticipation.

Alyssa carefully tied him to her iron bed.
 As she moved over him to complete her task, he couldn’t help reaching out his untied hand to stroke her thigh.  She froze.

“Keep your hands to yourself, Dalton.
 This is my time.”  Reluctantly, he complied, until both of his hands and both of his feet were tied, spread-eagle to the bed.  “You want a blindfold?”  She asked him with a quirked eyebrow.

“I want to watch, Alyssa.
 Please.”

She thought a minute, then nodded.
 “Yes. Okay.”

When he was tied, she sauntered to the stereo in the room and put on a CD.
 The room filled with the sounds of soft industrial music
--- n
.
 N
o words, just synthesization, and a slow beat that Alyssa started moving to.

Her moves were natural, as if the music was coming from inside of her somewhere,
and
creating the movement from within.
 Dalton exhaled slowly, as he willed his heart to stop pounding, but gave up quickly as he saw her hands move up her thighs to her panties.  She rubbed herself briefly, before letting the skirt fall, and her hands continued their journey upwards to cup her breasts.  

She looked at him through partially closed eyes.
 “Do you like to watch me touch myself, Dalton?”  He couldn’t believe she was doing this.

“Fuck yeah.”  He swallowed hard.  “Yes.
 I do.”  He could barely breathe as she slowly pulled the sweater up over her head, and reached for her breasts again, cupping them through the black lacy bra.  He watched as she pinched her nipples to tiny peaks and then ran her hands down her torso, and slipping them inside her skirt.  She continued her movements to the music as she pulled her hands out, and ran them down her legs, bending over to give him a peek at the backs of her impossibly long legs.

It was like a private strip tease.
 He never imagined this timid woman would be capable of such eroticism, but he had always known she was sensuous.  He was witnessing it with his own eyes.

“You showed me how good I can feel, Dalton,”
 she said huskily, her voice deep.  “Now I want to show you.”

Dalton groaned as she slowly slipped her hands into the waistband of her skirt and slipped it down her legs, revealing a pair of black lacy panties that matched her bra.
 “You’re so beautiful, Alyssa.”  He breathed raggedly.  He wanted to touch her so badly, but he knew the game now, and awaited more of it with pleasure.  “I want to touch you.”

“Not yet...”
 She looked at him, momentarily unsure of herself.  “Should I leave the shoes on?”

“Yes.
 Please.  I love the shoes.”

“Okay.
 Is there anything you don’t like, Dalton?”

“Not where you’re concerned, Alyssa.
 You can do anything to me, and I’ll love it.”

“Good.”
 She walked over to the shopping back, and rummaged around before pulling out something that she immediately hid behind her back.  “Just remember that.”

“Is this all a part of the new, assertive Alyssa?”

“Oh, yes.  I’m going to pleasure you, Dalton.  And I’m going to enjoy every minute of it.”  Her sultry voice, and all it promised, made Dalton’s stomach flip while his erection twitched.  She crawled on the bed with him, her body so close, yet not touching him anywhere.  “I want to taste you all over.”

Dalton watched her as she kissed, nibbled, and licked his torso and shoulders before moving to his earlobe, sucking it gently.
 It sent shivers down his spine, and he pulled against the restraints, trying to touch her with his body, but she remained just out of reach.  Then she kissed him, lustily, her tongue darting inside of his mouth, then out, around his lips, and teeth, before darting back in.  She kissed down his jaw line and lowered her body onto his.  He could feel the warm smooth flesh and the rough lace of her bra and panties, and he stretched against the scarves again to press himself against her.  Alyssa started moving on top of him, rubbing him with her breasts through the fabric of her bra.  He could see the desire in her eyes, as her breathing grew ragged with need.

“Please, Alyssa,” he begged.

“What?”  She stopped moving and looked at him.

“I don’t know.”
 He chuckled.  “I want to touch you.”

“Are you enjoying this?” She questioned him.

“Yes, but...”
“Then I’ll keep doing it.”

“I’ll come all over the place just watching you.
 You’re so damn sexy.”

“Then close your eyes, silly.”

Dalton did, and felt her move her body lower, then turn around so that when he opened his eyes, he had an exquisite view of her black lace-clad ass in his face.  Try as he might, though, he couldn’t reach it.  Then he heard a vibrating noise, and her mouth was on his cock.

“Oh, shit, Alyssa.”
 She had a vibrating tongue ring on, and it felt so...”Oh God...So good.”  That was his last comprehensible thought before he lost himself to the sensations overwhelming him.  He could see her panties, inches away from his face, moving with her upper body as she drew her mouth torturously up and down his cock.  He could smell her sweet muskiness, and that, coupled with the bumping bass of the music, the weight of her breasts on his stomach, and the vibrating warmth on his penis made him tighten every muscle in his body.

He breathed raggedly, as he bucked against the warm mouth moving up and down his shaft, the vibrating pad on her tongue stroking the ridge on the top side of his cock.
 Dalton couldn’t breathe as he choked out her name.  She lowered her head, taking him in.  He felt her throat relax as she took him more fully into her warm, vibrating mouth.  Dalton’s insides melted, as his groin clenched, and he couldn’t stop the spasms of pleasure as he climaxed into her mouth.

“Oh...fuck…Alyssa!”

But she didn’t stop.  She kept his flaccid member in her mouth, as she continued to suck.  She pulled the ring off her tongue, and kept licking him until he was clean.  And then hard again.  She looked back at him and smiled.

“Did you like that?”

“You’re in trouble when I get out of this.”  He snarled at her.

She turned around, and straddled him, rubbing his cock and playing with the piercing on the tip of it.
 She smiled at him again.

“I’m not finished with you, yet.”

She stood next to the bed
,
and released the clasp of her bra, letting her full breasts fall free, before slowly slipping her panties down.

“This will be a night of firsts for me, Dalton, and I intend to enjoy it.”

“Where did you learn them?”

“I have a book.”  She pulled a condom out of her bag of tricks
,
and slowly slipped it over him, before straddling him again.
 She held herself over Dalton, briefly, looking deep into his eyes before slowly sliding onto him.

“Ahhh...”
 She moaned as he felt her warm tightness envelop him.  He just stared in fascination, as she closed her eyes and a deep look of satisfaction came over her face.

“What are you thinking, Alyssa?”

“That you feel so good inside of me.  You make me so…full.”

“I want to touch you, so bad.”
 He wanted to grab her hips and pump her full of him, but he knew she needed to do it this way, to see what it was like, and he was more than happy to oblige, even if it did frustrate the hell out of him.

“Well, not this time.” She looked pleased with herself, smirking at him with glazed eyes.

“Then, touch yourself.”  She looked at him questioningly, and then slowly, she ran her hands over her breasts.  “Now, move, Alyssa.  Ride me.”

She shifted her hips back and forth, and Dalton knew from the look of painful pleasure on her face that not only was she rubbing her clit on his hipbone, but the piercing was rubbing her g-spot.
 Her hands rubbed her breasts, and she rode him with ever-increasing thrusts that made her gasp with pleasure.  He felt her tighten around him, massaging him with her core. The sight of her on top of him, playing with her breasts, gasping, almost brought him to climax before her.  But not quite.  As she shuddered
,
and moaned around him, he tried to thrust his hips, but couldn’t move against the restraints.
 He growled in frustration as she collapsed in a heap on top of him.

“Untie me, now, Alyssa
,
.
”
h
H
e rumbled at her in desperation.

Weakly, she moved to untie his hands, then his legs.
 As soon as his hands were untied, though, he grabbed her and roughly pulled her back on top of him.  Not caring about his feet, he held her hips over himself, and then plunged into her fiercely, bringing a gasp to her lips.  He held onto her and thrusted in and out.  She began to recover her strength and met his hips, bouncing on top of him.  His thumb moved over to her button and he brought yet another climax from her as he groaned her name
,
and held her down on his shaft, as he spilled his seed into the latex barrier.

“Fuck, Alyssa.”  He breathed into her hair, before rolling her off him and untying his feet.  He sat up in bed, and looked at her, sprawled before him, a lazy, glazed look in her eyes.  “Girl, you’re going to get it now.”  He fingered the scarves in his hands while he looked at her.  He watched her eyes as the realization dawned on her.