Ricochet (33 page)

“Um…no.” She decided not to disclose how close she’d been to buying one recently, and eyed the extra piece suspiciously. “What’s that?”

“Remote,” he whispered with a hint of mischief.

“Oh my God.” Her nerves tightened. “Nathan—”

Before she could even form a coherent thought, he had the slim little silver toy buzzing. “Let me just show you how it feels.”

“I—” she started.

He slid the vibrating cylinder slowly down the side of her neck. Goose flesh rose across her skin, and she shivered. He followed the path of the vibrator with his lips, kissing toward her collarbone while his hand guided the toy into her shirt and stroked it between her breasts. The skin of her chest tightened, and her nipples puckered. The sensation shot straight to her sex, and she rubbed her thighs together to ease the sudden ache.

“You can use it for all kinds of things,” he murmured against her shoulder as he eased the toy underneath the edge of her bra and angled it toward her nipple. Sensation built and layered through her breast, her chest, her sex. Her whole body tightened in anticipation. “And if touching you here makes you feel like my hand is between your legs,” he said, “imagine…”

He trailed off as the vibrator crossed gently over the tight peak. Tingles spread like fingers and gripped her breast, and a millisecond later her pussy tightened. “Oh my God.” He dragged it back across the opposite way, and the sensations filled her body again. “Ah…”

“You are so sexy,” he growled against her neck, sliding the vibrator to her other breast.

Rachel turned her head and pressed her face to his throat. Buried her hand in his hair. And moaned against his skin. He smelled musky and male, only a hint of spice left from his morning shower now, and she dragged in a deep breath of his scent.

He made her feel so primal, so alive, so present, like nothing outside this moment mattered. And when he traced the vibrator underneath the curve of each breast, then down the center of her abdomen, she knew she had to have him.

“Nathan…”

He shifted behind her, rising up on his knees. The vibrator’s shiver disappeared from her skin, then Nathan’s hands were on her waist, lifting her to her knees. She twisted to face him, but his body blocked her and his mouth covered hers. One hand held her waist tight; the other slipped the vibrator beneath the waistband of her shorts and slowly moved lower. The shiver set all her nerve endings on fire. She slid one knee wider, her hand covering his, urging it deeper between her legs.

His mouth left hers, sliding to her neck, back up to her ear. “You want it?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

His hand lowered. “What do you want me to do with it?”

“Touch me.”

The toy shivered just past her clit and over her labia. “Oh God,” she moaned, pushing her hips into his hand. “That’s crazy good.”

“You’re so wet.” He moved the vibrator back and forth along her opening. Then he eased it between her folds.

Vibration shivered through her pussy, her clit, her ass, and she gasped and dug her fingers into his hand. “Jesus Christ.”

“Now for the fun part,” he murmured.

Before she could even understand that innuendo, the vibration grew stronger and stronger and stronger. The pleasure rocketing through her pussy shocked Rachel’s eyes open, and she siphoned air through a tight throat.

“Hold on, sugar.” He pressed two fingers inside her, forcing the vibrator deeper into her body. The shiver touched that place that whited out her brain, and she arched as her orgasm lunged into the immediate future.

Then the sensation was gone. No, not gone, just less intense. Just as her muscles loosened, it was back, full force and relentless, driving her higher, higher, higher… Then it was gone.

“Fuck,” she breathed, confused, frustrated. “What is that?”

“Vibration settings. There are five. Want to try a different one?”

She couldn’t grasp what he was saying. The heavy vibration started up again, and she dropped her head back on a cry of pleasure. But before she could climax, it was gone, and frustration clawed at her gut. She needed release.

“Let’s try this,” he said.

The pulses came faster in a cycle of three different strengths—strong, stronger, and a blast that felt like it pummeled her G-spot.

She lasted through three cycles, clawing at Nathan’s hair, her body arching and twisting as the orgasm built and built and built. And finally exploded on the next blast of vibration with a scream that Nathan muffled with his mouth. Another couple of cycles drew out the orgasm until she fell forward on the sand, her hands bracing her body.

The vibrations disappeared, and Rachel sat back on her heels, panting, shivering with residual pleasure.

Nathan’s hand moved gently between her legs, removing the vibrator and slipping his hand from her shorts. He leaned over her, curving his chest to her back, and kissed the nape of her neck. His hands moved to the waistband of her shorts and shimmied them over her hips.

Rachel turned her head. “Nathan…” She was about to say this was a public beach, then remembered how she’d just been screaming on said beach.

But he read her mind and murmured, “It’s dark. The fire’s out. No one can see us.” He dragged her shorts over her ass, and the cool air licked her damp skin and chilled her wet pussy. The sensation was titillating. “Besides, there’s no one here. And I need to feel you.”

His words brought to mind the feel of him inside her. Of the feel of him driving into her, filling her, stretching her, and hunger renewed low in her body. She pulled one leg from her shorts and panties as he dragged them to her knees, then the other. Then his hand was between her legs again, his fingers stroking her pussy. And she was so wet. The rip of paper sounded, then the head of his cock replaced his hand, and he rubbed his tip over her slick folds. He teased her with only the head of his cock thrusting through her entrance, then pulling out, stretching and stroking the sensitive flesh relentlessly.

She rocked backward, pushing him deeper. Rachel’s head fell back, sparking a memory of his fantasy. “Do…what you said you wanted to do…” she said between heavy breaths, “on the hike.”

He slid his hand up her back and into her hair, gripped a handful, and gently but firmly pulled her head back. She arched, and her ass tilted, angling her pussy toward him, exactly the way he knew it would. And when he stroked deep, his muscles tightened, pulling her head farther back, arching her back a little more, and slamming that delicious place deep in her pussy with the head of his cock.

“Yes.” She closed her eyes and took in every lurid, erotic detail.

A click and low hum sounded before she felt a vibration at the small of her back. He withdrew slowly while sliding the slick little toy down the groove between her ass cheeks and thrust again. A wickedly decadent sensation coursed through her ass, awaking an intense need and making Rachel feel ravenous. When he pulled out again, he slid the vibrator over the pucker, circling the sensitive tissue over and over while he thrust again.

Rachel pushed her hips back, forcing a harder hit, and growled through her teeth. “More.” She felt rabid, and a part of her knew she should be ashamed of being so forward, so demanding, so needy, but she couldn’t control it, and rocked forward, then back to speed his thrusts. “More, Nathan.”

He made an animalistic sound in his throat and bent over her. With his chest pressed to her back, he held the vibrator with one hand and cupped her face in the other, turning her head to kiss her deeply. And while he rubbed the scintillating toy along the skin between her pussy and her pucker, he mirrored his tongue with his cock. Again and again and again.

“Yes,” she groaned, lost in the rhythm of thrust and pull with a moment of wicked vibration in between. “Yes, yes,
yes
. Perfect.”

His face pressed to her neck. “Fucking perfect,” he murmured and thrust, thrust, thrust. Thrust, drag, vibrate. Thrust, drag, vibrate. She wanted to come, wanted to scream, wanted to writhe, but he held her tight, his hand wrapped low on her jaw, partially around her neck, his heavy body at her back. The effect was a tantalizing sensation of imprisoned pleasure. Erotic torture to extreme heights of sensation.

“Nathan…” she begged. “Please…”

“But you feel so good. Wish we could do this all night.”

She whimpered.

He shifted the vibrator and concentrated all the sensation on her pucker. He picked up the speed and force of his thrusts into her pussy. She fisted her hands, and the warm sand grated against her palms. He knew just how to move to drive her right to the peak. She cried out, called his name, and plunged.

Ecstasy twisted and bowed her muscles. Spasms jerked her body with bursts of pleasure. Even as she floated back from bliss, her head swam, and when she opened her eyes to get her bearings, the embers of the fire spun in her vision.

Nathan gripped her waist and lifted her, pulling from her body. And he was still hard. “Face me.”

She swung her leg over his lap as he turned her, and reached down to direct his cock to her entrance. He looked deep into her eyes as he sank into her, the look in his eyes saturated with desire. Once he filled her, he stilled her hips, held her head gently, and kissed her mouth. Slow, sweet, sexy kisses that opened her heart.

He pulled back. “I want to show you something intense,” he said. “Want to bring your entire body into the next orgasm.” He kissed her again, lips gentle. “Do you trust me?”

Nerves bounced in her belly. “What…is it?”

“Do you trust me?” he asked again.

“Yes.”

He leaned away and reached for a little lube bottle that had come with the vibrator. Rachel bit her lip as she watched him pour an abundant amount of lube into his palm, making the vibrator swim in the clear, silky liquid.

He wrapped his arms around her again and stroked his lubed hand down the crease between her cheeks. Rachel gasped at the cool shock to her skin, the slick feel of the lube, and his fingers sliding over the sensitive second entrance to her body. And when his fingers paused to play, she tensed.

He lifted to his knees, pushing his cock deep into her pussy while massaging her backside. Rachel closed her eyes on the sensation.

“Relax,” Nathan murmured as he lowered, stroking out of her again. “You’ve got to release these muscles.”

She realized what he had planned and immediately tensed against the toy teasing her. “I can’t relax when you’re doing that.”

He turned off the vibration. “Now,” he said, “relax and open to me.”

She bit her lip, purposely relaxed her pelvic muscles, and he smiled.

“Perfect. Now don’t think. Just look into my eyes and feel.”

He continued to circle the small toy, adding slight pressure. Her muscles tightened automatically, even as deep pleasure spread through her pelvis.

“Breathe.” He kissed her, murmured, “Open for me,” against her lips. “I can’t wait to watch you come apart.”

If what he was doing hadn’t felt so good, she’d have stopped him there. But she’d never been touched like this, and it was an edgy kind of pleasure she’d never experienced. One that made her body crave something secret. Something naughty. Something exciting.

She closed her eyes, blew out a breath, and relaxed her muscles again. The movement lowered her deeper onto his cock and added pressure on her smaller opening. The lube allowed the narrow vibrator to slip past the tightness, and a wildly erotic surge of pleasure filled her lower body and made her gasp.

“Shh,” Nathan murmured. She opened her eyes and found his molten with excitement, his face taut with lust. “Now just hold still. Let your body adjust.” He tilted his head and kissed her cheek, her neck. Slid his tongue from her collarbone to her ear, causing a shiver, and took her lobe between his teeth to suck.

“Oh God,” she breathed, her body relaxing into the new stretch, thrilling at the added pressure, layering on top of the feel of his cock stretching her pussy. And found she couldn’t hold still. She pushed her hips back and into the toy, easing it deeper. A pleasure-pain sensation wound through her ass, her hips, and filled her belly.

“Easy,” Nathan crooned. “Ease forward now—the real goodness is hidden in the release.”

She didn’t understand, but rocked forward to ease the fullness and pressure. And as she did, the smooth, metal toy slid along the tight ring of flesh, the pressure eased, and a sensation as close to ecstasy as she’d ever felt rushed her entire lower body. She gritted her teeth and pressed her face into his neck. “Oh
fuck…
”

Nathan growled in her ear. Fisted a hand in her hair. Closed his teeth around the base of her neck. He trembled with restraint. Rachel pulled her focus from her own body and pushed her hips forward, taking his whole shaft.

“So good,” he growled.

A sudden and overwhelming need to move gripped her. She eased her hips back, and Nathan held the toy steady, allowing her to impale herself at her own pace. Then rocked forward until Nathan filled her.

“Jesus…” she breathed, wrapping her arms tight around his shoulders, her body tight and full and on fire in a way she’d never imagined. The naughtiness of it fed something in her psyche. The pleasure fed her desire. “Fuck…”

She pushed again, moaning at the slightly uncomfortable push of metal. Rocked forward and groaned loudly at the way sensation rippled through her ass on the release at the same time Nathan’s cock filled her, stretched her, his head pushing against that spot that made her throat close.

“So perfect.” Nathan’s dark whisper bathed her ear in heat. “So sexy. You drive me insane, Rachel.”

She suddenly couldn’t stop moving, her body seeking more and more of this wicked decadence. With control slipping, she whimpered, “Nathan…”

“So good, isn’t it?” he asked in a whisper. “Feels so good.”

The dual pressures alternated her focus, the edge of discomfort taking a lick of pleasure away from the thrust of Nathan’s cock. And it took longer for her to climb toward orgasm, yet she was drowning in thrill after thrill.

Frustration built along with the pleasure, drawing her mind into a narrow focus on only this, only moving her body to reach that peak, only the sensations and heat filling her. Growing, growing, growing.