Sandy Sullivan (13 page)

"
Ohgod
,
ohgod
,
ohgod
,"
she screamed, tossing her head from side to side.

Marcus
continued to slowly lick her pussy until she came down from her orgasm. Before
she could open her eyes, she felt the latex covered head of his cock at her
entrance.
When had he put on a condom?
Who cares!

"Easy,
babe.
I'm comin' home," he murmured, swirling the
head in her juices before pushing slowly into her quivering pussy.

"God,
you feel good.
So good."

"Such
a hot pussy.
All for me."

"Fuck
me, Marcus. Hard, please.
Oh God, hard."

With
a snap of his hips, he shoved his cock to the hilt inside her, hitting her G
spot on the inside slide.

"You're
so hot."

"Please."
She wanted more. She wanted all of him.

A
clench of her muscles was rewarded by a hiss and several jerky motions of his
body. Each demanding plunge of his cock brought his pelvis hard against her
clit. She speared her hand down between them and rubbed her ever hardening nub
with her finger, shooting her straight to oh-my-god-I'm-going-to-come.

"Come
for me, Elizabeth. Make yourself come around me. Milk me dry, baby."

She
screamed his name as she came hard enough she saw stars behind her eyelids.

A
moment later, he groaned and she felt his cock jerk as he exploded in his own
orgasm, spraying his seed into the latex reservoir.

"You
are magnificent," he whispered, burying his nose in her neck.

"I
bet you say that to all the girls."

"No
I don't," he replied, propping himself up on his elbows. "Believe it
or not, it's been a long time since I've had sex with anyone. I'm usually not
into one night stands, but a man has needs."

"I
know. I was kidding, Marcus," she said, smoothing his hair back from his
forehead. "I didn't think you were the promiscuous type."

He
slipped from between her legs and lay down on the quilt besides her. "I
want to keep seeing you."

She
slid her hand through the hair on his chest. "I'd like that."

"I
mean see you. Make love to you. Have sex with you. Go on dates together."

"Okay."

"Okay?
That's it? No arguments?"

"No.
I like you. We're good together inside and outside of bed although I think
inside bed was pretty amazing."

"Oh,
I do too," he replied, skimming his hand over her breast and bringing the
nipple back to an aching point. He cleared his throat. "I wasn't too rough
on you, was I?"

"Too
rough?
No way. I loved the forceful nature of sex with you."

"I
like being in control if you hadn't noticed."

"Yeah,
I kind of did. It worked for me if you couldn't tell. I got very turned on by everything
you did."

"Have
you ever had someone tie you up spread-eagle on the bed?"

"I
can't say that I have, but it sounds intriguing."

"Next
time I'll get out some of my toys."

"Toys?"

"Yep.
Vibrators, handcuffs…you'll enjoy yourself, I promise."

"Why
not now?
The night is still young."

The
grin on his face let her know the idea tripped his trigger too. "You are
in so much trouble."

Chapter Seven

The
next morning, Elizabeth woke with a warm brown arm draped across her stomach and
the feeling of hot breath on the back of her neck. Marcus.

She
let a small smile drift across her mouth as she moved slightly to check the
time. Good thing it was Saturday. She assumed he didn't need to be at the
office this morning. Contentment filled her soul. Why she wasn't sure, but it
felt right to be here with him like this. Their encounter from the night before
seemed almost surreal. He took control like she'd always hoped to find a man to
do. He was a complete enigma. The personality she thought he had seemed nice,
calm and non-assuming. In the bedroom, the real Marcus came out in spades, dominating
her from the moment he ordered her to strip.

"You
okay?" he whispered, brushing his lips against the nape of her neck.

"Oh
yeah."
She rolled over to her back and found
his gorgeous blue eyes staring down into hers. "You…wow."

His
lips lifted in a crooked half smile. "Wow, huh?"

"I
don't know what else to say. That was something I've wanted for a long time,
but never found."

"Sorry
if I came on too strong. It's just who I am in the bedroom."

She
cupped his cheek with her hand. "No. Don't be sorry. I wanted someone to
take control."

"How
did you like being tied so you couldn't do anything?"

"I
loved it."

His
gaze dropped to her chin, then
raised
again. "I
liked having access to this beautiful body of yours to do anything I
wanted."

"How
did you know?"

"Know
what?"

"The
control thing.
You seemed to know immediately what I
needed."

"I
know what I wanted. I saw the reaction to my words in your body. Your eyes
dilated, your skin flushed, you shifted under my stare and dropped your gaze to
the floor…all of those are signs of submission, at least in the bedroom. I just
took things from there."

"I'm
glad you did."

"What
about anal sex?"

Heat
flushed her cheeks as she bit her bottom lip a moment before answering,
"Again, intriguing. I've never tried it though."

"Maybe
later."
He rolled over on top of her and
pressed her into the mattress. "Right now, I want to taste you all
over."

"Taste?"

"Uh-huh.
Lick, nip, bite.
I love the taste of your skin. I want
to find all the crevices your smell lingers like the crease of your thigh, the
top of your pussy right above your clit and the underside of your breast."

"God,
I love your sexy talk."

"Quiet
now. The only words I want out of your mouth are yes, sir."

"Yes,
Sir."

"Lovely.
You'll make a master very happy someday with your total submission. For now
you're mine." The moment his mouth found hers, she sighed, leaning into
his kiss as his tongue swept along her bottom lip, demanding entrance. Denying
this man anything wasn't in her immediate plans. She could do nothing except
hold on for the ride.

The
palm of his hand found the curve of her breast, kneading the aching flesh until
her nipple pulled into a tight nub begging for a harder touch, a rougher
stroke. His tongue swept into her mouth demanding she submit to him, to his
desires thus finding the satisfaction of her own. Less than a week ago, she never
in her life would have imagined herself here with him.

Her
skin flushed with desire. Need spiraled out of control as her pussy throbbed and
her clit thrummed with every beat of her heart. Cream slipped out of her pussy,
wetting the entrance in preparation for his penetration. Keeping her heart from
becoming attached to this man seemed a distant thought in the back of her mind.
One she had to pull forward every few moments to remind herself of. Falling in
love with Marcus would be the cap to how out of control her life seemed to twist
these days.

His
lips skimmed over her jaw, sending goose bumps down her arms. He nipped at her
earlobe, drawing a shudder from somewhere deep inside her. The moment his lips
closed over her aching nipple, she pushed her head back into the pillow and
groaned in complete sexual satisfaction.
God,
the man was good.
He knew exactly what to do to her to draw out each
sensation.

"Elizabeth,"
he whispered in a low growl.

"Hmmm?"

"Stay
in the moment with me. Feel what you do to me." His cock pressed
insistently against her thigh. "My cock begs for the warmth of your pussy.
It wants to push inside you and take what you sublimely offer to me with the
arch of your neck." He nipped at her throat. "The animal inside us
knows your mine. Your body gives itself to me even though you try to hold back
a part of yourself."

How does he know?

"You
are female. I am male. It's in our genetic code. Your surrender means the world
to me even if it's only for a short time. I will take what you beg me to take
with each sigh from your lips." He pushed his cock into her slowly but
demanding her
surrender
with each short stroke.
"I haven't been with another woman in months. I get tested regularly. Are
you on birth control?"

"Yes
and I'm clean. I want to feel you bare deep inside me."

With
one final plunge, he buried himself to the
hilt,
his
balls nestled against her ass.

"God,
you feel like heaven, Marcus. Fuck me hard. Take everything. I'm yours."

"For
now."

He
slammed his pelvis against her, grinding the bone against her clit to stimulate
the sensations he had to know would bring her to the brink in seconds. She was
his even if she didn't want to admit the feelings stirring inside.

Heat
built in her abdomen. The tingling started in her toes as she wrapped her legs
around his hips. "Yes, yes, yes."

He
grabbed her legs, pushing her knees to her chest, opening her to his thrusts,
but at the same time, pinning her to the bed to do as he pleased. "Leave
them there."

She
used one finger to find her clit, rubbing the little button until she hung onto
the abyss by her fingertips.

"Don't
come."

What?
Seriously?
"But…"

"What
do you say to me?"

"Yes,
Sir," she murmured between clenched teeth.
Damn it! I'm going to…oh God!
Stroke after stroke, he pounded into
her pussy. The walls of her vagina quivered under the need to come, but she
wouldn't. He said not to and giving him control was what she wanted. "
Plllleeeease
, Marcus. I need to come. Please."

"You
beg so pretty, Elizabeth." His words came out in a tortured pant of need.
"Come for me now, darlin'."

Her
world exploded in a kaleidoscope of color as her whole body shook from the
force of her climax. Never in her entire life had she come so hard. Heat spread
through her, making even her scalp and fingertips tingle. "Oh God!"
she screamed as the last of her conscious thought lost itself in the spiral of
sensations.

When
he stiffened and groaned his own climax, she felt his cock expand before he
lost the battle to hold himself on his arms above her.

* * * *

His
body went limp. His legs shook and his arms wouldn't hold his weight anymore as
he lost the fight to hold his orgasm back. Everything about Elizabeth fit him
like a glove and it scared the hell out of him. Falling in love with her would
be easy…too easy.

Her
fingertip played with the bumps on his spine as he tried to catch his breath. The
scent of jasmine surrounded him, winding its way into his senses until he
couldn't breathe without the fragrance becoming a part of him.

"Wow."

"You
said that before."

"Yeah,
but I mean really…wow."

He
chuckled and rolled to his side, bringing her with him until she rested her
head on his chest. Her scent lingered in her hair setting his libido off again,
making his cock begin to stir.

"Again?"
she
asked,
a giggle in her voice.

"I
can't help myself around you. You smell delicious," he said, burying his
nose in her tresses. "Your scent makes me want to eat you up."

"You
didn't eat anything this last time."

"Getting
spoiled are we?"

"No.
I'm happy to let you do whatever you want with me."

"Good
because I'm not through with you. Did you have plans today?"

"No."

"Will
you stay here and play with me?"

"What
did you have in mind?"

"Have
you ever been flogged?"

"No."
She shivered in his arms as her breathing sped up. Even if she'd never had it
done, she seemed intrigued by the idea.

"You
know, I've read about this kind of stuff a little."