“You do?” Her voice sounded unsure of his words, so he said it again.
“I’ve loved you since the very first moment I laid eyes on you.” He stroked a hand over her breast, teasing the nipple with his finger and thumb, and she arched toward him. “Now you’re going to do exactly what I say.”
“Yes, Trent. Anything you want.”
He smiled. His gaze devoured her naked form. He could see her breathing was rapid. He stood and opened the bedside drawer. He removed several items and placed them close at hand.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Mia?” A sense of satisfaction tore through him as she writhed on the bed.
“Don’t tease me, Trent.”
“Do you want to feel my hard cock pounding inside you until you can’t stop coming?”
“Oh, yes…” Her words trailed away as her whole body undulated with pleasure. Mia had always been responsive to him, even more so tonight. Leaving her tied up for the last hour had been a masterstroke.
Her hips lifted as he returned to the bed. “I claim this breast as mine.” He circled the areola with his tongue and sucked the burgeoning nub into his mouth. “Whose breast is this?”
“Yours…Trent.” Her lips parted as he moved to the other breast and did the same again.
“This is mine, too.”
Sweet whimpers spilled from her lips as he trailed kisses down her stomach. Her skin felt soft as it rose and fell against his lips. Her heart rate soared as he reached her pussy. He spread her legs apart, feasting his gaze on her glistening arousal. Her sexual moans spurred him on, and he dipped his head, savoring the very essence of her with his tongue. “You belong to me, sweet, little, Mia, every last wonderful inch of you. Say it.”
“I’m yours, Trent.”
“Now turn over onto your stomach.”
She complied, her restraints twisting as she turned. The softness of the mattress accentuated her feminine curves, and he leaned over, kissing her shoulders and back. Each brush of his lips elicited a moan of excitement from her. He moved her long blonde hair aside and caressed her neck, biting the delicate flesh. “I claim your beautiful, flawless back as mine, too.”
Slowly he moved lower, tasting and teasing her with his tongue. When he came to the soft mounds of her butt, he bit each cheek in turn. “This butt is mine, all mine.” Using the lube he’d taken from the drawer, he fingered her cute little asshole, and she bucked with the contact. He knew she wanted to squirm away. “Whose butt is this, Mia?” He slipped his finger forward to her pussy and gathered the moisture there, bringing it back to rub against her anus.
“Oh, God, Trent.” She gasped, burying her face into the mattress. He knew she was fighting the impulse to pull away, but he also realized because of their recent argument, she wouldn’t dare disobey him. His cock turned to hardened steel at the very thought of controlling her.
“Say it, Mia. I love it when your accent becomes more pronounced. Say it in Swedish.”
“Min rumpa tillhör dig.” Her words came in a breathy rush. “My butt belongs to you.”
“You say it so sexily, and now I mean to claim it truly as mine.” He reached forward and picked up the lube again. He spread some onto his fingers. “This might be a little cold.”
When he touched her puckered hole, she clenched her butt cheeks together.
“I’ve never done anything like this before.” Her sensual Swedish accent turned him on even more.
“Relax, Mia, or I may have to discipline you again.” No sooner had he spoken the words than she relaxed her butt. “Good, girl, I’ll make sure I don’t hurt you.”
He began working his fingers into her anus, stretching the sphincter until she was sufficiently relaxed. Using a baby wipe, he wiped his hands and then proceeded to roll a condom down his shaft. Once he’d fucked her ass, he’d discard the condom and then fuck her juicy, plump pussy. “You ready for me, princess?”
A small moan escaped her lips. “Yes.” He knew she was worried.
“I’ll be extra careful, baby. Now raise yourself to your knees.”
Her peachy butt rose in front of him. “I claim your virgin ass as mine,” he said as he slid his cock deep inside her. She whimpered from the invasion, and he waited while she adjusted to the feeling.
“You belong to me now. Say it.”
“I’m yours, Trent. Always.”
Using every ounce of his self-control, he slowly withdrew and then pumped back inside her ass. She was so deliciously tight he knew he wouldn’t be able to go on forever. He grasped her hip with one hand and rubbed her clitoris with the other, dipping his finger into her moist channel over and over until she whimpered out loud. Her muffled cries turned him on, and when her whole body shook with her orgasm, he savored every single moment, feeling every pulse of her climax around his shaft as she soaked up the pleasure he gave her.
* * * *
He loved her. Trent actually loved her. It was all Mia could think about as he’d taken her ass. With her breathing beginning to return to normal, Trent withdrew his length from her rump. Her butt burned slightly as he tenderly soothed the flesh with a moist tissue. The act felt so loving, and she purred her appreciation.
“Mmm, thank you.”
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
She shook her head. “No.” The silk blindfold around her eyes had come loose, and it finally fell off completely.
“I want the rest of these off, too.” Trent leaned over her and freed the silk scarf from around her wrists. As she began to move away, he grabbed her hips. “Not so fast.”
His erection pressed against her pussy, and she gasped from the exquisite sensation. Slowly, he slid inside her. With Trent kneeling behind her, she arched, and he cupped her breasts, drawing her back against his torso so she sat upright on his lap. The position meant his cock filled her pussy completely, touching every sensitized nerve with intense pleasure. He wrapped an arm possessively around her, and nuzzled her neck. The stubble on his jaw rubbed against her flesh.
“You feel so good, Mia.”
“You, too.” She loved everything about him. The way he made her feel, so safe and so very protected. Mia clasped her hands around his as he hugged her to him, smoothing her fingers over his skin. When she glanced down, his arms were tanned and dark against her pale flesh, and she could feel the masculine hair rasp to her touch.
Every stroke of his body as he impaled her with his cock brought a pleasure she had never thought possible. Feeling his huge prick slide repeatedly inside her made her pussy clamp hard around his shaft. A tight coil of desire began to build in her stomach. It rose in time with their rhythm until she moaned out loud. “Oh, Trent.”
“Mmm.” He kissed her cheek. “I love it when you get hot for me.” His one hand slid down to her stomach, and he pressed a finger against her clitoris. The sensation felt so deliciously wicked that she arched back, grinding her hips into his. “That’s it, princess, take what you need.”
“Oh, Trent.” She ran her hands into his hair, enjoying the feeling as it slipped through her fingers. Stretched back against him he mercilessly squeezed her one nipple as he continued to tease her clit. On sensory overload, she cried out, “Oh, God.”
Her stomach contracted as her orgasm slammed through, making her pussy clamp hard around his cock. She whimpered as he continued thrusting, driving through the aftershocks until she thought she would simply die from the intense pleasure.
Trent gripped her more tightly and pumped more urgently until he made one final lunge. He growled his appreciation in her ear as his seed ejaculated inside her.
He pulled her into his arms, and she lay nestled against his chest. Contentment flowed through her as she breathed in his heady, masculine scent. With his breathing still ragged, she trailed her fingers into the smattering of hair on his chest. He stilled her fingers by covering her hand with his then kissed her hair.
“Nothing like sex with a beautiful woman to focus one’s mind.”
She giggled. “That’s funny. I was thinking the exact opposite.”
“Good job, too.” He chuckled and then squeezed her shoulder. “I’ve been thinking, Mia.”
She looked up into his eyes, which were focused on her. “Yes, Trent?”
“I don’t want this money to come between us anymore.”
“Me, too.” She sighed. It could take forever before she could settle the debt. “As soon as I can, I’ll pay you back.”
“That’s just it, Mia. That could take forever.”
“Yes, with my track record of jobs, you could be right.”
“What would you say if I told you I’m not prepared to wait that long?”
A cold, clammy feeling washed over her, and her stomach churned. There didn’t seem a way out. “I’m sorry, Trent. I don’t know how I can help you.”
He smiled and kissed her lips. “Don’t look so worried. I have the perfect solution.”
“You do? I don’t understand. What is it?”
He held her hand in his and kissed her fingers. His amber gaze burned into her as he stared into her eyes. “Marry me, Mia. I love you. Then we can forget all this nonsense about money once and for all.”