His unconcerned tone galled her. But he chose that moment to withdraw his finger then thrust two fingers in. He spread his digits apart, stretching her. Dry-mouthed, unbearable anticipation overtook her. Held her immobile. Wiped away all her caution.
She was going to give in. She knew it wasn’t safe but she couldn’t stop herself from arching her hips and pressing backwards in silent plea. Silent surrender.
He withdrew, then he gripped her neck. His cock touched her straining nub and glided over it in circles. Sweet, sliding circles of pure pleasure. Fire raced up through her belly.
Oh God, no one had ever…
Unable to move any of her limbs, she moaned and curled her toes. He continued to tease her. Until she was soaking. Until she was writhing and wriggling her hips backwards in wild abandon.
“Be still.” He slapped her buttock. Firmly but not too firm. The crack sounded sharply.
She gasped. “David!”
A gentle burn spread over her flesh. Her inner muscles contracted. Her need reached a more frantic pitch.
He slapped her arse several times. She would have laughed aloud at her ridiculous position and predicament but her cunt was on fire now, clenching and begging to be filled.
Please, oh please, David, fuck me! Fuck me hard.
The thought seemed to echo in her ear in such desperate, pleading tones that she was grateful she hadn’t said it aloud.
Or had she?
Oh God. She rolled her head and sank her face deeper into the featherbed, seeking to bury it completely.
“Oh, believe me. I intend to fuck you, hard. Very hard. I shall give you no mercy.”
He laid several more of those firm, measured strikes to her bottom. She was beginning to crave the slap of his large hand on her arse. To crave the warm, tingling burn. Heavens, who would have guessed? Certainly never Jeanne.
He stopped and his erection touched her entrance.
She moaned a string of one syllable, non-sensible sounds.
He slapped her arse again. A little harder this time. “Hush and be still.”
She bit her lip and tried very hard to hold steady. It wasn’t easy. Energy vibrated through her whole body. He pushed into her on one swift, silken slide. Stretching, filling her. The pleasure was still stunning. Novel. She’d thought she had felt before with all the others but in truth she’d been numb. Not fully aroused.
He moved. Cock and cunt rubbing on each other created delicious friction. Slurping sounds told her that she was getting wetter. He tightened his hold on her pelvis. She pressed backwards and ground her buttocks against his lower belly. He thrust harder, faster. His cods slapped her mons, tickling her nub.
He paused and spanked her bottom, a little less lightly this time. Fiery sparks shot into her nub. He reached around and touched her quim, rubbing his fingers around her slick flesh. He thrust into her, harder yet, slamming against the mouth of her womb. She moaned and writhed uncontrollably.
“Be still.” She heard the laugh in his breathless voice.
He traced a finger down the crease between her buttocks and then he was touching…Oh God, he was actually touching her arsehole. Running his fingertip over it again and again in feathery circles. The sensation was strange yet also arousing.
His other hand touched her nub, rubbing the side through the fleshy cover just the way she would if she were alone, the most direct, sure way to her completion. How did a man know about that? Her tension drew up into a neat little ball then began to unravel, in waves of perfect bliss.
His finger entered her arse! Not a lot. Just a bit.
He thrust his cock into her channel again, with vigor and force. Over and over.
She screamed as pleasure slammed into her. A fierce vortex sucked her into another place, like falling down a well and coming into the sunlight on the other side of the earth.
He withdrew and pushed away from her. She rolled on to her side. He stared down at her, all the carnality and sin in the world reflected in his hooded gaze. Just like the devil himself. Or Hades.
Yes, oh, dear God, yes.
That was the final story in her collection.
Someone who fell down a well, all the way, and came out in the underworld.
She laughed with joyful relief to have the story idea. The sound came out in hard pants.
With several swift movements, he released her bonds. She rolled onto her side. He massaged her calves and feet for several moments while she lay there, accepting his touch. Then he took her by the shoulders. Sated and limp, she let him pull her to a sitting position. Little needles seemed to prick at her hands and feet as blood rushed into her limbs. But the vague discomfort couldn’t bother her. Her gaze transfixed on him as he held his cock.
God, he was beautiful. Long and thick.
He held his cock. “Suck me.”
It wasn’t a request but a command. And one she couldn’t resist. She was dying to feel him in her mouth.