Whiskey Girl (11 page)

Doug couldn’t help himself. Turning her to
the side, he ran a finger beneath the fabric, brushing her slick pussy lips
along the way. When she mewled, he turned her back to face him then leaned in,
pressing his face to her satin-covered mound. Her scent was sweet and spicy,
making his mouth water.

With shaking hands, he skimmed the panties
over the curve of her ass and down her thighs to join her jeans on the floor at
her feet. “Step out of these for me, sweetheart.” When she did as asked, he
tossed them onto a chair in the corner of the room.

“All naked and all mine.”

The way she smiled down at him, her eyes
still full of emotion, warmed his heart. “What now?”

“Now I see if you taste as good as you look
and smell,” he purred.

Chapter Nine

Ausha’s legs trembled with excitement. She
didn’t want to think about how different her home was or how much she was
falling in love with the man kneeling before her. She only wanted to feel.

“Sit down on the edge of the bed and spread
your pretty thighs for me.”

He seemed so different when he was aroused,
she thought as her ass met the edge of the bed. He was bossy all the time,
always insisting on having his way, but this was different. When things got
sexual, his voice changed, his demeanor became more predatory and possessive.
It scared and exhilarated her to the point where she found herself doing as
asked in order to see what he would do next.

“Wider, baby.”

Really? Did he not realize how vulnerable
the position made her feel, how hard it was to comply, to show him everything?
Ausha lifted her gaze until his face came into view. He was watching her,
waiting patiently, never taking his eyes from hers.

Even when she widened her thighs, putting
her pussy completely on display for him, he kept his gaze trained on hers.
Ausha could feel heat rise up her cheeks and wasn’t sure whether it was from
embarrassment, excitement or a combination of both. She knew for sure though
she wanted his touch.

“Please, Doug.”

“Oh, I’m going to please you all right,
Ausha. Like you’ve never been before.”

Ausha wanted to challenge him, to spout
something about all talk and no action since he hadn’t seen fit to actually
touch her yet, but changed her mind. His eyes smoldered with promise.

“Put your hands on your knees and hold them
there. You move, I stop.” Doug rose to his feet then. Towering in front of her,
his denim-covered erection obvious in the front of his jeans. The tails of his
shirt hung open, giving her a great view of the wide expanse of his
hair-smattered chest.

Ausha had put her hands on her knees but it
didn’t stop her from leaning forward to swirl the tip of her tongue in his
navel. A chuckle rattled his chest.

“Minx.”

“You said to keep my hands on my knees.
Didn’t say a thing about my tongue.”

His smile made her insides weep. “I was
still giving consideration to how I wanted to use your tongue.”

No words. Ausha could think of nothing to
say. Instead, her imagination conjured pictures of their bodies tangled
together, her tongue teasing the length of his cock.

His expression changed from one of deep,
dark need to one of serious intent. With a finger beneath her chin, he lifted
until she was looking at him.

“What do you need from me tonight, Ausha?”

His question confused her. Hadn’t she already
told him? “I need you to touch me.”

“How, baby?”

Doug tipped his head to the side. He was
worried about her. It was written all over his sweet, sun-weathered face. The
furrows between his brows told Ausha just how much.

When he released her chin, she turned her
head, pressing her cheek against his abdomen. He could be so sweet, so caring.
“I need to feel you touching me, in me, on me. You make me feel safe and
hopeful.”

It was true even if hard to admit. She
wasn’t going to cry anymore tonight. Now was the time for happiness. Soon
enough she’d be dealing with the things she’d put off, but not tonight. Tonight
was the time for giving and taking, for using and being used in only ways that
were good.

Doug kissed her so thoroughly she felt
lightheaded. Their mouths melded together, their breath becoming one. His
tongue felt rough against hers, warm and wet. It seemed to last forever and not
nearly long enough. When he finally broke the kiss, they were both crazy with
need.

“We’re going to do this my way first.”

“And then mine?” She knew it was a silly
question to ask. Doug was so not the type of man to give up control, especially
in the bedroom.

“And then we’ll see if you have enough
energy to try and top me.”

He was once again kneeling in front of her,
but this time instead of looking into her face, he kept his gaze focused on the
juncture of her thighs. She felt beautiful and sexy, naughty in a way she
couldn’t ever remember feeling before.

When he slid a finger up her slit, Ausha
nearly came. Her body shuddered, her inner muscles spasming slightly. He
brought the finger, slick with her creamy juices to her mouth.

Ausha opened, taking him in, tasting
herself for the first time ever. His pupils dilated as she rolled her tongue
around his finger, hollowing her cheeks, sucking as if it were his cock in her
mouth.

“Fuck.” The word exploded from his mouth.

She released his finger with a wet plop.
“I’d be perfectly fine with fucking now.”

“Not just yet.”

It was then that he covered her pussy with
his mouth. Ausha cried out at the sensation of his tongue delving between her
lips into her center. Without thought, she grasped his head with both hands.

He stopped.

“Nooooo.” The wail was more a plea for him
to continue.

“Put them back and leave them there.” He
glanced up at her, his eyes blazing in a way she had yet to see. “That’s one.”

She wanted to ask one what, but when Doug
flicked his tongue across the bud of her clit, all thought fled her mind other
than how talented a man he was.

It was hard to stay sitting up straight
with her hands on her knees. She wanted to lie back and wrap her legs around
his neck or over his shoulders. Or maybe she would hold his head in her hands,
keeping him right where she wanted him, where his tongue felt best.

“I need to touch you.” Ausha was about
ready to beg. She was so close to coming her body shook with the need.

“In a minute, darlin’.” Doug’s words were
muffled against her heated core. His licking and nibbling barely subsiding long
enough to get the words out.

Ausha was about ready to bash him upside
the head. “Not in a minute. Now,” she wailed, flinging herself back on the bed
so she could wrap her calves around his shoulders, spreading her legs wide.

Yes! It was right there. Her body bowed as
every muscle in her body flexed in anticipation. Her pussy wept with delight as
the orgasm started to take hold. It was going to be a great one. Ausha was
already out of her mind with pleasure and it hadn’t even really started yet.

The man had a very talented tongue and she
planned to return the favor as soon as she could move and think coherently
again. At least that was the last thought to go through her lust-induced mind
before Doug stopped.

He just stopped! What the fuck?

And now he was standing over her, his hand
on his hips, breathing heavy and fast. “I told you to keep your hands on your
knees. That’s two.”

“I couldn’t. I was so close…needed to come—
Two what?” The next thought took hold cutting off the previous.

“Two times I get to spank that pretty ass
of yours. Want to make it three?”

Boy oh boy, did she ever! Ausha’s mind
whirled at the idea of being spanked by Doug’s big, work-roughed hands. She
rolled over, flopping onto her stomach in a way that had nothing to do with
sexiness. When he chuckled, she peered over her shoulder at him. Did the man
need an engraved invitation?

“Oh no, honey. My way and it isn’t going to
be a nice spanking either. Next time you’ll listen and then I’ll make you come
until your voice is too hoarse to hear and
then
I’ll spank you all nice
and erotic-like. Right now though, you’re going to learn to do what I say when
we’re in the bedroom.”

Ausha couldn’t help it, she shivered at his
tone. He sure the hell was a bossy-ass man. One who she was beginning to
wholeheartedly love.

The curve of Ausha’s ass called to him.
Doug couldn’t wait to see her flesh turn pink, to see the print of his hand
outlined on the smooth surface. Of course, he wasn’t going to make it easy for
her even if she did only have two swats coming to her.

“Up on your knees. Keep your upper body pressed
to the bed though. I like the view.”

Doug watched as she moved to do his
bidding. Instead of rushing into the act, he rose from his kneeling position
and stood behind her where he methodically began removing his clothes.

She moved restlessly, attempting to get a
better view. With all of her movement, he was the one getting the good view.
Her ass swayed, showing him even more of her puffy pink pussy lips. They
glistened with moisture, reminding him how sweet she tasted. He was half
tempted to go in for seconds since the position bared her perfectly, but
thought better of it. He wanted to fuck her silly even more than he wanted to
lick her cream-soaked slit. As soon as the round globes of her ass were a nice
shade of pink, he’d do just that.

“Mmm, baby.”

Doug stood at the foot of the bed. The best
position, considering Ausha’s fine ass was facing him, turned to the side
slightly. Placing a hand on the small of her back, he stroked lightly. Petting
her, loving the feel of her warm flesh beneath his fingers. He led a trail with
one hand down to her tailbone then braced his hand there.

She sucked in a breath and held it. Had he
not been so focused on connecting with her sweet spot, the tender place where
thigh and ass met, he might have chuckled. The sound of his hand landing
against her flesh rang loud through the room. Her hiss of breath followed by a
low groan stroked every nerve ending along the length of his dick. He’d never
been too sadistic, but could certainly fall in love with erotically hurting Ausha
in order to hear the sounds she’d make.

When she wiggled beneath his palm, Doug
waited to see what she would do. Would she try to get away from him, to beg him
not to swat her again? His wait was short lived when she settled back into
position without making a sound. This time when his hand landed, she moaned
long and deep.

It was all Doug could handle. Unable to
wait even a single minute longer, he turned to face Ausha. With his hands on
her hips, he pulled her to him. “I need to be in you now, darlin’.” He nudged
her back until she lowered her knees, resting her ass on her heels. “Now spread
your knees.” It was the perfect doggy-style position. One he absolutely loved
if he was going to be standing and fucking.

After lining up his cock with Ausha’s entrance,
Doug powered home in one swift, lunge, stealing both their breaths. She was
wrapped around him tightly. Silky smooth, she grasped his shaft with her inner
muscles. Her ass felt warm to the touch. He couldn’t wait to settle in for a
long, over-the-knee spanking with her and see exactly how red she would turn.

Doug threw his head back, gritting his
teeth when he felt her small hand cup and massage his balls from beneath. He
wasn’t ready to come yet. Not without feeling her do so on his cock at least a
couple of times.

“That’s enough,” he gritted out. “Play with
yourself, sweetheart. I want to feel you tighten around my cock.”

It was evident the instant she did as told.
He could feel the slight shift in her position as her back bowed tight. He’d
have to get her a small vibrator to make the task easier. He made a mental list
then tossed the subject matter way. There were much more interesting things to
think about, to do.

With both hands on her ass cheeks, he
separated the fleshy globes, enjoying the view of his cock tunneling in and out
of her body. Tracing a finger around the base of his shaft where it met the
resistance of her opening, he collected her slick fluids.

“Oh! Please, faster. I need to come.
Now…please.” The last came on a keening wail as he sped up the pace. Her breath
was audible, sawing in and out of her lungs as her body spasmed, milking his
dick and nearly pushing him right over the edge with her.

Not yet. He still wasn’t ready. Her pussy
leaked copious amounts of fluid, aiding him in the plan he’d hoped would work
out even though he hadn’t had the foresight to collect a bottle of lube before
sinking deep within her.

Before her body stopped quaking, Doug
pulled his cock from her come-soaked pussy and lined the engorged head with the
pucker of her ass. She made a mewling sound, pressing back against him. This
time there was nothing slow or gentle about the way he took her ass. With the
help of Ausha’s own fluids, he sank home in one long, deep, slow thrust.