Page 12 of Seduced at Stevens Street
“Oh?”
“The last time you had sex, how many times did you come?”
Gia
His question startled me. “Um, I don’t know,” I lied of course. I knew the answer. None.
He considered me with an intensity that was unsettling. “Six. My goal will be to make you come six times tonight.”
I’m sure my eyes went wide. I didn’t know what to say to that. So I said nothing. I just sucked down another large swig of my beer.
“Can you handle that little girl?” he asked after he had taken a long drink of his beer. His sparkling blue eyes were boring into me. Damn was he sexy. Egotistical and an asshole for sure, but confident and sexy as hell.
“The question is, can you deliver?”
His laugh was the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. “Oh, little girl, don’t play with me. I think we both know I can deliver that and more.”
The way he looked at me was unnerving. He was a predator, and I was his prey. I didn’t think he ever failed to get what he went after. I knew he could deliver what he promised. That’s what excited and scared me. I finished my beer and set the empty bottle onto my dresser. He did as well, his eyes never leaving me. The way his eyes roamed my body, with blatant desire, with no apology, fueled my craving for him.
“Ground rules,” his sexy voice growled as he took a step closer to me. I felt myself drawn to him. I stepped forward as well. “No bite marks left where they can be seen.”
He must have saw the confusion in my eyes, as he continued, “I go shirtless often.”
Fuck, what had I gotten myself into? So, was that no biting period or no biting where marks would be left visible? My head nodded my confirmation without consulting my brain. “I wear tank tops like this one all the time.”
“Noted.” He nodded and stepped closer. “You agree to try whatever I want.”
I know my eyes grew with horror. He chuckled, a smirk on his face that made me feel like a little girl.
“Try, you’re always free to decline after you’ve tried,” he clarified. “But I guarantee, you will love everything I do to you. No, will not be a word in your vocabulary tonight.”
“You seem pretty sure of yourself,” I squeaked out. He took another step closer, his chest now touching mine. I felt the heat coming off him. My insides were coursing with hormones I had forgotten existed.
“Close your eyes,” he ordered. “I would like you to also agree to a safe word, in case it gets too intense for you,” he continued.
Without thinking, I closed my eyes and blurted out, “Vienna.”
Logan
Fuck was she sexy, and compliant. She closed her eyes immediately. I knew she’d follow my other commands. This evening would indeed be a lot of fun. She was an innocent. I knew it. I shouldn’t be playing with fire, but I couldn’t stop myself either.
“Vienna it is. Now keep them closed until I tell you that you can open them,” I whispered, my lips up against her ear.
I blew a breath over her ear. I felt her shudder. She nodded. My smile grew. I traced her jawline with the back of my fingers, very softly, barely touching her. Her breath hitched out. When I drew my fingers back the other way her chin lifted into the air. I drew a line straight down her chin and into her cleavage with a feather light touch. Then my tongue followed. I pressed a wet kiss between her breasts. Her nipples were fully erect, straining against the thin material of her tank top. Her chest heaved more heavily, and her back was arched slightly, offering me her nipples. I took them both in between my fingers. She gasped out as I pinched them. Responsive. I’d love to get a set of nipple clamps on her. I could almost picture it, the beaded leather dangling from the clamp swaying wildly as I fucked her from behind, doggie style. As much as she was getting into my fingers pinching her so tightly, I knew the clamps would really get her off.
I ran my hands down her sides, all the way to her knees and then I drew them upward over the inside of her thighs. Beneath her jeans her legs were toned and felt sexy. I let my right-hand grope over her crotch as my left hand wrapped around her, fondling that toned, round, perfectly shaped ass. I kneaded her crack with both hands, at one point, them overlapping beneath her. She moaned and her chest crashed into mine. Her eyes remained closed as I had instructed. I almost wish she’d open them. I planned to turn her over my knee if she disobeyed me. I couldn’t wait to pull down her pants, turn her over my knee and paddle her gorgeous ass red, followed by wet kisses to sooth the handprints I’d leave.
I unbuttoned and unzipped her pants but left them up. I ran my hands up under her shirt, massaging over her back. Then I ran them up the front, grasping both breasts, kneading them in my hands and then pinching those erect nipples again. This time as I pinched, I kissed her like there was no tomorrow. She was panting, and she ground her pelvis into mine as she kissed me back, just as into it as I was.
I pulled my lips away but kept them poised just in front of hers. “Open your eyes.” She did. The beautiful green windows into her soul showed desire, a carnal hunger so intense, I had never seen an appetite in any other woman I had been with. My cock doubled in size; I was sure. “Your turn. Do anything to me you like.” Then I closed my eyes.
First, I felt her hands, grope and massage over every inch of my body, every inch but my cock. Her lips came to my ear, and she tortured me, tongue, teeth not so gentle nipping, hot, wet, erotic. She took my shirt off and then her greedy hands ran over every square inch of my bare chest. She too pinched and then nibbled on my nipples, an erotic zone for me, for sure. I felt her lips softly press to mine, but when I tried to deepen the kiss, she’d pulled away, leaving me wanting, Tease! Oh, she’d pay for that when it was again my turn. Finally, her hands groped over the front of my pants. I moaned, unable to keep it in because of the immense pleasure her hands brought me.
“Open your eyes and watch,” she said in a throaty, sultry voice.
I did and was nearly brought to my knees. She dropped to hers, grabbed hold of my hips and then stretched her mouth wide and engulfed the front of my pants. I felt an intense blast of heat, andan erotic pressure as she bit down on my cock through my jeans. Fuck, I thought I was going to come! My moan was loud, and my knees nearly gave out on me.
Then she opened my jeans, pushed them down my legs and did the same through my shorts, adjusting the bite pressure to the perfect sensation to make me nearly explode. After several exhilarating seconds that had me trembling, I knew I’d have to pull her off, or I’d come in my shorts.
