The Sextet - Entanglements [The Sextet Anthology, Volume 4] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) (24 page)

Heaven, help him.

Chapter 3

Eyeing Gunnar’s erection, Andromeda had to admit worry concerning her lack of knowledge about fellatio. She’d read a dozen erotic stories last night in preparation for this experiment to compensate for her inexperience, but suppose she didn’t do it right? Was she in over her head?
Thinking that way won’t help.
She’d put her plan into action. She couldn’t stop now for fear of rejection or failure. Too late to change her mind.
This is my fantasy, with my fantasy man. I want to do this.

Placing her palms on his thighs, she leaned forward to lick his engorged penis. A long, slow lick from scrotum to crown. Silky skin over marble. A wonderful combination of soft and hard. Finally, a taste of leaking fluid—pre-cum, according to her research. Salty, tangy, distinctly Gunnar.

“Ahhhh. Are you trying to torture me, Dr. Fetter?” His eyes closed on another groan.

“I’m simply testing the amount of force the loops can withstand.”
And enjoying touching you.
She took his hard length in her mouth, sucking as she slowly withdrew, and then swallowing him again. Her lips smoothed over the taut ridges to the swollen head. “You taste good.”

His muscles trembled and vibrated beneath her hands, the volume and duration of his groans increasing. He jerked against the restraints, pushing his hips toward her. Would he orgasm soon?

“God, watching you suck my cock is so damn hot. Do you have any idea how sexy you are?”

He liked watching? And he liked what she was doing? Her confidence grew by leaps and bounds, and his crude language sent a flash of heat between her thighs. The wetness soaked through her panties.

With another slow slide to the base, he filled her. She scraped her teeth along his erection as she eased him almost completely from her mouth. Gently grasping his scrotum, she drove back down. Up. Down. Up. Down. She squeezed the malleable handful until she felt two firm testicles. The sac in her palm contracted, and he pushed deeper into her throat.

“Oh, fuck! I’m coming!” His shouts echoed off the walls.

A hot stream of semen shot onto her taste buds. More salty tang. His essence. She resisted the urge to cheer. Her first attempt at a…
blowjob
was successful if Gunnar’s reaction was any indication. She slid his shuddering penis out of her mouth, swallowing his fluid. Many of the stories she’d read had impressed upon her the importance of showing her partner this intimacy. Yes, she wanted him to be her partner—not just in the lab, but in life, love, and sex.

She looked up at him.

He stared back at her with glazed eyes, his facial muscles slack and relaxed. His breath came in short, gasping pants.

“The loops held. Shall I take them off now?”

He nodded, a lazy grin turning up his lips. A satisfied grin. Her heart stuttered.

* * * *

Gunnar never would’ve guessed Dr. Andromeda Fetter enjoyed wanton sex. Her controlled exterior had never hinted at a kink factor, although her daily dose of Sugar Babies was a clue to a less-than-rigid personality. Not that he was complaining. She’d given her captive audience a phenomenal blowjob. Fast but truly phenomenal. Watching her had ratcheted up his horniness beyond belief. Now, he wanted to reciprocate, with or without her experimental accessories. His mouth and fingers itched to taste and touch her.

Moving his hands forward, she slipped the loops out from under the arms of the chair to free him and began massaging his wrists. “They didn’t irritate your skin, did they?”

He grasped her hands and pulled her onto his lap. “I’m fine. Even better now that I can touch you. Your experiment was successful.”

A pretty pink blush crept onto her cheeks. “I wasn’t sure you’d like it.”

Like it?
He grinned. “You surprised me. I liked it very much. Enough to try it again.”

She tried to hide her face in his neck, but he wasn’t about to let her claim shyness after what she’d done to him. Tipping up her chin, he kissed her. Slowly. Deeply. With all the passion she’d dared to show him. His fingers caressed her jaw, her shoulder, her waist. “My turn to touch and taste you. I want to excite and arouse you the way did me. After I make you come, I want to be inside you so we can come together.”

A barely audible moan carried to his ears, and she squirmed on his lap, rubbing smooth skin and silky lace across his thigh. Reaching behind her, he flicked open the hooks of her bra. One strap slid off her shoulder. The other hinted at copying the action but stopped halfway down her upper arm, giving him a peek at a rosy pink nipple. She wiggled again, and the flimsy lace landed on her legs.

“So beautiful.” He cupped a generous handful and tongued the puckered tip. “You’ve been hiding quite a treasure. I thought I was a leg and ass man, but you’ve changed my mind. I can’t imagine anything sexier than your gorgeous breasts.”

He sucked her nipple into his mouth, tonguing a circle around and around the taut bud while his other hand went exploring. The curve of her hip. Her shapely thigh. The heat between her legs. He pressed his fingers to the lace covering another part of her he wanted to taste. Her panties were more than a little damp. Evidently, she’d been as turned on by the bands as he had.

“Gunnar, that feels so good.” Andromeda arched, pushing her wetness against his palm and her magnificent tits into his face. “I want you to touch my…my pussy.”

The last word came out on a whisper, like she hadn’t ever used the raunchy term before today. The thought of her playing naughty with only him boosted his confidence. He tore himself away from her lovely nipple to kiss her sexy mouth. “I’m going to
eat
your pussy, like you sucked my cock.”

Be careful what you wish for.
Brave and sexy might be too far out of her comfort zone. Not that Andromeda didn’t want Gunnar to perform cunnilingus on her. Dr. Fetter, the physicist, just couldn’t wrap her scientific brain around speaking the crude language of lovers. Andromeda the woman was tired of her prim reputation. She wanted to
fuck
this man. All. Night. Long. For the rest of her life.

Time to loosen up and use some more of the knowledge she’d gained from the erotic stories she’d read. “I want to come in your mouth the way you came in mine.”

“My thoughts exactly.” He cradled her against his chest and stood, carrying her toward the countertop along the wall of the lab. His arms slowed her descent to the floor, his muscles flexing beneath her fingertips. Tucking his fingers in the narrow strips of lace at the sides of her panties, he tugged the small piece of fabric down her legs. “I’ve pictured you naked in my dreams, but seeing the real you is even better than I imagined.”

He’d dreamed of her? Her new wicked persona pushed her timidity aside. “Are you going to do more than look? I believe you promised me an orgasm.”

Lifting her to sit on the cool counter, he cocked his head and smiled. “I never break a promise.”

He stepped between her legs, pressing her moist vaginal opening to his stomach and her breasts to his chest. The coarse hair stimulated her sensitive nipples. A jolt zinged through her clitoris. His tongue stroked hers while his hands roamed over her back, holding her in place. His mouth broke away, trailing ticklish kisses along her collarbone and southward to her areolas. Teasing tastes of her sensitized tips. Zips of sensation shot from breast to pussy and back again.

“I think I could have an orgasm from you licking my nipples.” She might if he continued. Her breath came in rapid, shallow respirations.

“I have something else in mind.” His sinful-sounding laugh sent a shiver up her spine.

He kissed each nipple one more time then trailed his tongue along her stomach. Hooking her knees over his shoulders, he bent forward, his face disappearing into the thatch of curls between her thighs. He sucked her clitoris into his mouth, stealing her breath.

Don’t ever stop.

Gunnar pulled on her sweet clit with gentle suction, Andromeda quivering against his lips with every pulsing suck. Damn, she tasted sexy and innocent and naughty. Her musk and flowery smell blended to drive him out of his sex-crazed mind. The purring sounds she made encouraged him to add a twist to his play. He swiped his tongue through her wet pussy.

“Oh, oh, oh. I think I’m going to float right out of my body.” Her voice swept over him, raising goose bumps on his skin.

A flick. And another. So delicious.

“Gunnar, more. Please, more!”

He reached up to roll her nipples between his fingers and thumbs as he fluttered over her swollen clit.
Come for me.

She arched and bucked against his mouth. “Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”

Almost there. So close. So fucking delicious.

“Ohhh! I’m coming! Oh, Gunnar, I’m coming!” She vibrated under his hands and tongue. Her joyous cries rang in his ears. Her body arched toward him as she came and came and came.

He’d imagined this moment for months. He’d dreamed of it night after endless night. Dragging every last shudder and moan from her, he reveled in her pure sensuality. He released her long enough to cup her face in his palms, kissing her soft supple lips, sharing the musky flavor of her tasty cream with her. She’d made her nightly visits reality, a reality far better than any of his erotic fantasies about her. Now to convince her they could enjoy each other this way every day and night. Then she’d truly fulfill his dreams.

Chapter 4

Andromeda drifted through space, much like the remnants of a supernova. No gravity weighing her down, only the kinetic energy from the explosion influencing her forward propulsion. Gunnar’s lips on hers pulled her toward his event horizon, that point at which she would cease to be a separate entity. She would become part of him and he part of her. Together they would form a new—

Rrringg! Rrringg!
The sound of the phone yanked her back to Earth, her heart pounding, her lungs gasping. Her body trembled and tingled, and she struggled to sit.

Gunnar’s palm brushed her cheek. “Don’t move, sweetheart. I’ll be right back.”

She watched him stride to her desk and answer the phone. A call? No one called the lab this late unless the facility had an emergency shutdown.
Sweetheart?
Should she read anything into the endearment?

“This is Dr. Keyes.” His shoulders stiffened. “Yes. Give us two minutes. Thank you. I’ll tell her.”

Two minutes? She had no intention of finishing their experiments in one hundred twenty seconds. She wanted all night, had planned on several hours at the very least.

“That was the security desk. One of the projects in Section F caused a surge in the grid. They’re going to cut power and restart the system. We need to shut down everything in the lab but the emergency lights.”

She scrambled off the counter, hurrying to her desk.
Save and backup. Save and backup!
She tapped the space bar to wake up her computer. Moving the cursor, she clicked on the emergency shutdown command. Her hands shook as she waited for the screen to blink off before she reached a hundred in her head.

Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty. Please work.

Gunnar grasped her right hand, linking their fingers together. “I shut down the rest of the equipment and flipped the light switches to emergency mode.”

Sixty-three, sixty-four, sixty-five. Come on, come on.

“It’s all right, Andromeda. The program’s designed to save twelve terabytes and send it off-site in less than ninety seconds. You won’t lose anything.”

Seventy-nine, eighty, eighty—

The screen went black. She let out a shaky breath, finally noticing the nearly dark room. “This is the first time I’ve had to use the new shutdown command. I wasn’t sure it would work.”

Lifting her hand, he kissed her knuckles. “You don’t trust me?”

Her chest tightened. How could she have been so thoughtless? He’d written the program because she’d requested it. She turned to face him. “I’m sorry. In my mind, I needed to see it work before I believed it would. But you, I trust. You’ve always come through for me, Gunnar.”

She didn’t trust her equipment, but she trusted him. Funny how that simple fact made him deliriously happy. Pulling her closer, he shivered. Skin to wonderfully soft skin. They’d both been so focused on preparing the lab, he’d forgotten they were naked. Time to turn off the scientist half of his brain. “If I recall correctly, we have an experiment to complete.”