Playing With Seduction (6 page)

K
endall’s legs went
weak, from Jase’s unfiltered words and the way he kept her right on the razor-sharp edge of climaxing. She knew what she had to do to end this madness, and what had she come to The Players Club for if not to be adventurous and fearless when it came to sex? Jase wasn’t a stranger but someone she trusted and felt safe with. There was no doubt in her mind that if she so much as uttered the safe word, any scenario would immediately end.

But stopping this provocative seduction wasn’t what she wanted. Not when she was just getting a small taste of the kind of ecstasy she’d only imagined.

He was watching her so avidly, waiting for her to reveal
every filthy detail
, and she gave him what he wanted. “I think about…being taken from behind while I’m pinned down and tied up.”

He arched a taunting brow as if to say,
that’s all you got
? “Surely you can do better than that, sweetheart.”

She ignored the way her skin flushed at the mocking tone of his voice, the way her body trembled with each swipe of his fingers along her sex. “While I’m restrained and helpless…I want to be fucked, hard and deep and rough.” The confession poured out of her in a rush.

The grin that curved his lips was pure sin. “That’s exactly how I like to fuck. Hard. Aggressive. And dirty. Tonight, we’re going to make your fantasy happen.”

Sensation flooded her extremities in a hot, wet rush. The swelling, the moisture gathering, her shallow exhale—the lust glowing in his eyes told her he felt it all.

“You are so fucking ready for this,” he rasped darkly.

She wasn’t sure if he was referring to the fantasy or the orgasm, but she wanted both. “Yes, please,” she begged huskily.

His lips came crashing down on hers, his chest crushing against her bare breasts as he pinned her against the wall with his rock-hard body. His mouth devoured, his tongue claimed, and when he pushed two long fingers deep inside her, she went shamelessly wild. No longer held back by any mental restraints, she twisted against him to get closer and used her hands to grip the muscles along his back. He lured her with another hot sweep of his tongue inside her mouth, another thrust of his fingers. She whimpered desperately against his lips and sank her nails into his skin.

Without thinking, she raised her right knee and wrapped her leg high around his hip, opening herself completely to him. He let out a ragged hiss of breath and pushed his hand harder between her thighs, rubbed his thumb firm and fast against her clitoris, and she finally splintered apart. Passion and pleasure collided in a combustible combination unlike anything she’d ever experienced before, searing her from the inside out.

With a deep-throated growl, Jase jerked his head back, tearing his mouth from hers so he could witness her unraveling. His dark, heavy-lidded gaze took it all in, watching her changing expression…watching as she arched her neck and her lower body strained against his as she rode his hand…watching as her lips parted and she screamed so loud her throat felt raw.

Completely, utterly spent, she collapsed against Jase. She clung to him as her entire body shook with the aftershocks, fearful that her legs would give out on her at any second. As if knowing how weak she was after that monstrous orgasm, he circled an arm around her waist, holding her close to his chest while she tried to recover. He tucked her head against his neck, and the hand still in her hair gently massaged her scalp. He was so big, so strong, and he smelled so good she let herself snuggle against him.

The adrenaline rush subsided, her heart rate calmed, and she suddenly became aware of the rigid length of his erection pressing insistently against her stomach. But he made no move to remove his pants and take this encounter to its logical conclusion. He’d given her an earth-shattering orgasm, she was way more than willing to return the favor…yet he wasn’t in a big hurry to get himself off.

Wow. What a novelty.

Another quiet minute passed before he gently tipped her head back so he could look into her eyes, which she was sure were completely dazed. He searched her face, the affection in his gaze startling her. “You okay?”

There was nothing smug or satisfied about his tone—when he had every right to be a little cocky after that seduction and her acquiescence. Instead, the genuine concern and care in his voice touched her in places that had no business being a part of tonight’s fling.

She nodded and smiled. “Yeah, I think so.”

Now the arrogant grin appeared, and she had to admit it was sexy as hell. “That was hotter than fuck.”

She laughed a little self-consciously when she thought about how uninhibited she’d just been, and how good it felt. “
That
was the result of two years of pent-up lust.” Too late, she realized just how much she’d revealed.

A disbelieving frown slanted his brows. “Is that seriously how long it’s been since you’ve been with a man?”

There was no sense in lying. “Yes. Since my divorce.”

He appeared honestly shocked. “Damn. You’ve got a lot of making up to do.”

She was grateful that he’d opted for humor instead of making it an issue. “That orgasm was definitely a great start.” Feeling much too comfortable in his arms, she gently pushed away, and he let her go.

“There’s a whole lot more where that came from.” He waggled his brows, looking young and boyishly playful. Cute, even.

Nope, don’t go there, girl, not tonight.

“Can you walk over to the bed on your own?” he asked.

Her legs were still a bit wobbly but much steadier now. “I’m good.”

She made it over to the big bed and stood by the side, watching as he strolled over to the rack of toys and restraints hanging on the wall. He joined her after selecting wrist cuffs with metal hardware attached, and tossed them to the farther side of the bed.

Oh, God, this was really going to happen.

He met her gaze for a moment. “If any of what’s about to happen gets too intense for you, just use the safe word and it ends.”

She acknowledged him with a nod.

He shifted on his feet, and along with that came a compelling switch in his expression, his entire disposition. His eyes challenged her, drew her in, dark and hot. “Are you ready for a hard, dirty fuck?”

A delicious shiver coursed through her. “Yes,” she whispered.

“Lie down on your back on the bed,” he instructed.

Still wearing just her panties and heels, she slid across the mattress and assumed the position he requested, her gaze riveted to her reflection in the mirror inlaid in the overhead canopy. Her blonde hair was disheveled from his hands, her lips pink and swollen from his mouth, and her skin was flushed with an infusion of desire and anticipation. Had she ever in her life looked so debauched? No,
never
, but she liked what she saw in the mirror—a sexy, sensual woman who wasn’t holding back tonight.

Jase moved up onto the bed after her and straddled her waist. His hard, muscular thighs pressed tightly against her sides, the weight of his body leaving her no way to escape. His hungry gaze leisurely traveled from her full, aching breasts to her face, and there was no way she could miss the thick length of his erection straining against the front of his slacks.

“Put your hands above your head,” he ordered.

She did as he asked, and he reached for the restraints he’d put on the bed. Leaning over her, he looped the silver chain connecting the leather cuffs through the wooden slat in the headboard to keep her arms straight, and buckled her wrists into each soft, fur-lined cuff. She tried to move her arms, but there was no slack at all. She swallowed hard just as he braced his hands on either side of her head, his features dark and a little dangerous.

“I like you like this,” he said huskily. “Naked and spread out for me. Under my control.
Mine
.”

The last word came out on a possessive growl as he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her. Hard. Deep. Thoroughly. Drugging her mind and making her body burn again in no time flat. When he had his fill of her mouth, he dragged his damp lips along the side of her neck, deliberately scraping his teeth across her tender skin as he slid down her body, until he was able to take her breast into his mouth.

She moaned as he sucked hard and deep on the stiff, sensitive tip. He alternated between stinging bites of pain on her nipple and the soothing swirl of his tongue, then repeated the process on her other breast until she was panting impatiently. He trailed more hot, wet, torturous kisses down her quivering belly, dipped his wicked tongue into her navel, and licked a searing path straight down to the waistband of her panties.

Need shot straight to her core, and she tried to move her hips to push up against Jase, but he didn’t budge. He still sat astride her body, his strong thighs like steel bands against the sides of her legs as he continued his downward quest.

He nuzzled his nose against her mound, his exhale of breath scorching hot against her inner thigh. “I can smell how fucking wet and aroused you are,” he rasped right before he flicked his tongue down the front panel of her damp panties and traced her slit through the drenched silk, bringing her right back up to a fevered pitch, where another blistering orgasm was only a stroke away.

She cried out, pulling on her restraints as her back arched off the bed and her hips bucked against his mouth. Beyond desperate, beyond shame, she was willing to do or say anything if he would just let her spread her legs for him so she could feel the full effect of his tongue on her. “Oh, God, Jase,
please
.”

He finally sat up, his lower body now straddling her legs down by her knees. She stared up at him, watching the clench of his jaw, seeing the lust and need etched across his features as he unbuckled his belt and pulled the strip of leather through the loops. She waited for him to remove his pants, which would give her room to open her legs, but instead he took his belt and wrapped it around her thighs, then secured the strap above her knees, making her realize just how helpless she actually was.

Her heart slammed against her chest, and she drew in a shaky breath, suddenly feeling defenseless and vulnerable. This wasn’t at all what she’d expected, yet when Jase remained still, she realized he was waiting for her racing pulse to calm, to accept that she was actually the one with all the power and could stop him at any time.

When she said nothing, he moved off her and then the bed. She panicked as he walked away, wondering if
he
intended to end the scene, and that thought was enough to make her realize just how badly she wanted this with him. “Jase…”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he murmured softly. “I’m not going far, and we’re not done. I’ll be right back.”

She watched him head across the room and retrieve something from a dresser drawer. When he returned he tossed a few foil packages on the mattress beside her, along with a small vibrator toy in its original packaging. Her eyes widened at the latter, and with a wicked grin, he grabbed her hips and flipped her over so she was now on her stomach—still stretched out and bound and his for the taking, however he wanted.

He removed his pants, giving her only a quick second to appreciate how sculpted his entire body was, including the immense length of his cock, before he came up behind her on the bed. Securing a muscled arm around her midsection, he elevated her lower body so that she was on her knees and her bottom positioned high in the air. The pull of the cuffs around her wrists straightened her arms and forced her upper body to rest flat on the mattress.

Grabbing the waistband of the black lace underwear she still wore, he slid them off of her. They could only go as far as the belt around her legs, and in her mind she could imagine how naughty and indecent that made her look, with her panties bunched around her thighs and nothing else but the black heels on her feet. She
felt
naughty, and very, very turned on.

“Jesus, you have a great ass,” he said appreciatively as he ran a warm hand over the curve of her backside, then smacked her with a flattened palm.

She gasped and jerked at the unexpected and firm swat, but there was nowhere to go as the shocking burn gradually gave way to a pleasant heat that made her sex throb with a renewed ache. His hand pushed between her bound thighs, his fingers stroking along her slick flesh, then caressing the hard little nub of her clit before he thrust two long fingers deep inside her body. She moaned, her hips moving in rhythm to his touch as he repeated the process, over and over, faster and faster—
stroke, caress, thrust
—building an avalanche of sensation between her thighs that superseded anything she’d ever experienced before.

He worked her into a fevered pitch of need, and through the lust clouding her mind, she knew that was exactly his intent—to make her wild again, make her desperate for him.
To make her his
.

The emotional impact of that realization shuddered through her, even as another fierce orgasm peaked within. Right as she was on the brink of falling over, his touch was gone.

She whimpered at the loss, then heard the crinkling sound of a foil package being torn open as he took care of protection. Whatever was in the tiny box was also removed, and then he was back. Bracing his thighs along the outsides of hers, he held her hip steady with one hand and used his other to slide the head of his cock between her thighs and through her drenched pussy. Positioning the tip against her entrance, he pushed just a few inches inside, teasing her with what she ached for so badly.

“Are you ready for this?” he demanded as his hand connected against her ass again, which caused her body to clench around his shaft. “To get fucked so hard that you’ll be sore for the next week?”

“Yes,” she said, much too anxiously.

“Say it, Kendall.” His voice was dark, commanding, and that, too, sent a secret thrill rushing through her.

“Fuck me, Jase.” The dirty words fell from her lips freely.

With a low, feral growl, he slammed into her, so hard and deep she cried out at the relentless force of his driving thrust, at the thick length filling her so full she couldn’t breathe. He pushed her hips down and stretched his body along the length of hers until he was positioned over her, behind her, his solid weight keeping her enslaved beneath him. Wrapping a strong hand around her throat, he used it to tip her head back so that his lips could skim her cheek, his damp, erratic breath heating her skin as he pumped his cock in and out of her.