Page 34 of Caught By Menace

Gazing into his light-green eyes, Naya lost herself. “Menace, I—”

He cut her off with a kiss. “You can take me.”

Proving his point, Menace thrust forward just a fraction of an inch and then retreated almost completely. The gliding sensation of his huge cock made her moan. Nipples taut and tingling, Naya arched her back. His lips fell to her exposed neck. He nibbled and licked while rocking in and out of her wet pussy. Slipping his hand between their joined bodies, he found her clit. A few brushes of his thumb and she exploded.

“Menace!” Shrieking his name, she undulated wildly atop the bed. The climax punched the air right out of her lungs. Pure bliss spilled from her core, saturating her from head to toe. “Oh! Oh!Ahhhh!”

Still holding the front of her collar, Menace started to fuck her as if he were some feral beast. He snapped his hips and pounded her pussy. The small toy in her ass vibrated constantly and added to the wickedly erotic experience. Menace changed the angle of his shallow penetration. That was all it took to push her over the edge again.

When she finally surfaced from the deep waters of ecstasy, Naya practically sobbed for mercy. “Menace, I can’t.Oh!Please.Please!”

With his lips against her ear, he slammed into her one final time. The force of his last thrust shoved her up the bed. Her name left his lips on a groaned sigh. “Naya.”

She could feel his cock quivering inside her. The warmth of his seed eased the ache of his rough fucking. Boneless with pleasure, Naya shuddered with aftershocks. She buried her face against the crook of his neck and inhaled his pleasant scent. Eyes closed, she tried to memorize the feel of his body weight and heat pressing her into the bed. She never wanted this moment of intimacy to end.

Showing some reluctance to leave her, Menace carefully pulled out of her and removed the toy. He left her bound to the bed and made his way into the bathroom. She enjoyed the view of his chiseled backside and strong thighs. When he returned with a cloth and towel, she couldn’t stop the goofy smile that curved her mouth. It didn’t seem possible that he could be so ridiculously sweet yet so commanding and rough at the same time.

“What?” Menace asked as he cleaned her up and unlatched her cuffed limbs.

“I can’t believe you’re real.”

He shot her a strange look. “What does that mean?”

She rolled her sore shoulders. “You’re too good to be true.”

“I assure you I’m not.” Menace slid onto the bed beside her and leaned back against the headboard. He grabbed her by the waist and hauled her onto his lap. His strong fingers kneaded her shoulders and neck. “I’m just as flawed as any other man.”

“I haven’t seen a flaw yet.”

He chuckled softly and skimmed his lips across the top of her head. “Give me time. I’m sure I’ll disappoint or upset you soon enough.”

She answered him with ahumphand settled back against his broad chest. His massaging hands made her sleepy.

“How do you feel? Are your wrists or ankles sore? What about your bottom?”

Even though the man had just ravished her, she still blushed at his inquiry on the state of her backside. “I’m fine.”

“Are you really? If you’re not, I need to know.”

Realizing he wasn’t about to drop this line of questioning, she said, “I’m a little throbby down there but it’s not painful or anything.”

“Throbby?” He sounded amused.

“What? It’s a word.”

“I highly doubt that. It’s not in any—”

A high-pitched squawk pierced the stillness of their bedroom. Startled, Naya jumped in his lap. Menace’s reassuring arms embraced her. “It’s just an alarm.” She had never heard anything so loud or frightening. “An alarm? For what?”

“Abandoning ship,” he answered calmly.

Her heart leapt into her throat. “What!”

“Sweetheart,” he said gently, “it’s a drill. We have them once or twice a month.”

The screeching alarm stopped but only briefly. A commanding voice shouted from the ceiling. “Now hear this. Now hear this. This is a drill. Proceed to your nearest evacuation area.”

The message started to repeat. Menace shifted her in his arms and patted her thigh. “We’ve got to go.”

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