As she pinched her nipples, he tugged his tie off and tossed it aside, then stripped his shirt over his head and discarded that, too.
"Do you like touching yourself like that?" he asked.
"I do if it turns you on." She pinched her nipple hard, pleasure-pain spiking through her.
He smiled. "Really? What else would you do to turn me on?"
She slid one hand over her breast, then down her belly until her fingertips found the elastic at the top of her panties. She brushed it lightly.
"Anything you want."
God, hearing her say those words made his cock twitch. And the way she stared at him. Her wide green eyes so serious. Fuck, just what would she be willing to do? Several thoughts crowded through his brain, but he pushed them aside. He didn't want to scare her away.
He smiled. Yet.
"Good." He unbuttoned his dress pants and dropped them to the floor, then stripped off his boxers. "Take off your panties," he said as he stepped toward her.
He watched as she pushed the little lace garment down her long, shapely legs, then dropped them to the floor. Once she stood up, his gaze locked on her clean-shaven pussy. His cock throbbed to be inside that melting hot cunt again.
But right now he had other ideas. He planted his hand on the top of her head and pressed downward. She crouched in front of him, until his cock was in front of her face. The feel of her delicate hands wrapping around him was intensely erotic. Then she opened her ruby red lips and wrapped them around him.
He groaned at the feel of her hot mouth surrounding him.
Fuck, they weren't even three steps from the door yet and his cock was in her mouth. This was one fucking hot woman.
Her tongue swirled over his tip. Round and round. Then she squeezed him in her mouth, eliciting a groan from him. Her hands squeezed, too, and she stroked his shaft, while she sucked his cockhead.
He curled his fingers through her long, raven hair.
"That's good, doll. I want you to make me come in your mouth."
She glided forward and back, taking him deeper with each stroke, until finally he was gliding into her throat. God, she knew how to give head. She glided forward, taking him incredibly deep and he pulled her face close to him, wanting to stay inside her forever.
She cupped his balls and stroked. He released her head, needing more movement and she continued gliding forward and back. Her mouth squeezed and then she sucked. Then she swallowed, causing incredible suction. He groaned at the exquisite feel.
"Fuck, I'm so close."
She moved faster. Pumping his shaft. Sucking him. Heat washed through him and his balls tightened.
"Oh, fuck yeah."
Pure pleasure washed over him as his cock exploded in the warmth of her mouth. She sucked and licked him as he released inside her, the orgasm shuddering through his body.
"Fuck, you are one hot piece of ass," he said as he withdrew from her mouth. He pulled her to her feet and spun her around, then wrapped his arm around her waist. Her warm, soft body was tight against him. He cupped her breast and squeezed, enjoying the feel of her soft, round flesh in his hand.
Her nipple was as hard as a large pearl and he kneaded it with his thumb. She whimpered and arched her back, driving her ass hard against his pelvis. But his cock was spent. She was so in need of a hard cock, but he didn't have one to give her. Still stroking her breast, he glided his other hand down her belly, then over her mound. His fingers dipped between her thighs, then he glided along her slick slit.
"You want me bad, eh, baby?"
Her reply was a moan as he found her opening and pushed two fingers inside. He drove deep, loving the feel of her slick canal enveloping him. He found her clit with his thumb and finger fucked her while stroking her sensitive nub.
He nuzzled her neck. "How close are you?"
Hayley thought she'd faint from pleasure as his big, thick fingers drove inside her at the same time as his thumb swirled over her clit, driving her insane with need. All she could manage in answer to his question was a moan.
He chuckled. "That's nice, baby, but I want an actual answer."
Pleasure swamped her senses as his fingers drove deeper and she clenched around him.
"Are you close to coming?"
She nodded, then found her voice.
"Oh, God. I'm so close."
He laughed. "You don't have to call me God. Master will do."
Surprise lurched through her. "Master?" But his fingers drove deep again and it came out on a moan.
"Fuck, that's so sexy." His fingers continued to drive into her. "Definitely call me master."
His thumb swiped over her clit and she blasted over the edge, flying into ecstasy on a long moan. As the waves of pleasure consumed her, she felt herself spun around, then suddenly the wall was at her back and hot, hard flesh pushed at her wet opening.
His big cock drove into her, slamming her against the wall and she moaned as it drove her pleasure higher. He drew back and rammed deep again.
She clung to his shoulders as he thrust into her. Deep and hard. Again and again.
"Oh, yes. Ohhhhh … ." She nearly wept at the incredible joy of his big cock driving into her.
He nipped her ear. "Fuck, woman." The guttural words were full of need.
Then she felt him stiffen and hot liquid filled her. He drove deep a few more times as she rode the final waves of her multiple orgasms, then they both collapsed against the wall gasping.
"Oh, God, that was incredible," she murmured once she found her breath.
He kissed her neck and laughed. "I told you to call me master."
With that, he swept her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He tugged off her shoes and tossed them aside, then climbed in beside her. She found herself cocooned in his arms, facing away from him. Their two bodies fit together perfectly. His hand cupped her breast possessively.
"Now get some sleep. We'll continue this later."
Rip woke up to the feel of a soft hand caressing his stomach, and another gliding over his cock. His hard cock, he realized. She was stroking it and it ached with need.
"Hey, there," he said.
She gazed up at him, her eyes glowing in the light of the moon drifting in the window.
"Hi." The throaty sound of her voice was supremely sexy.
She pushed the covers aside and arched her leg over him. She guided his cockhead to her hot, velvety opening, then lowered herself onto him. Oh, so slowly. Her tight passage squeezed him as she took him inside her. Deeper and deeper until he was fully immersed in her hot, moist canal.
"Why did you want me to call you master?" she asked.
He grinned. "Because I want you to do everything I say, without question.
She raked her fingernails over his chest. He arched his pelvis at the painfully pleasant sensation, driving his cock deeper, causing her to groan.
"So what do you want me to do now?" she asked.
He cupped her beautiful, round breasts and squeezed. "I want you to fuck me."
She smiled. "Yes, master."
She lifted her body, then lowered again, caressing his cock with her passage. She rocked up and down, squeezing him inside her. He groaned, then grabbed her hips and helped set the pace.
Up and down. The deep thrusts of his cock made her moan with pleasure.
"Oh, you feel so good inside me."
His cock ached. He rolled her under him, wanting to be in control, then pinned her wrists over her head with one hand. "I'm going to take you, deep and hard, until you scream with pleasure." He thrust hard and she moaned. "And after I do, you're going to thank me."
Her head lolled from side to side as she enjoyed his thrusts, but he cupped her face and tipped it toward him. "Understand?" His tone demanded her acquiescence.
"Yes, master."
"Ah, fuck." He planted his mouth on hers and drove his tongue into her as he thrust his cock deep.
She fought to be free of the hand that pinned her, but he held firm. God, he loved feeling her struggle beneath him. He pounded into her, needing release so badly he thought he'd die.
She gasped, then began to moan. A deep, guttural sound, then rising as he thrust harder and faster.
"Oh, yes." She wailed. "Oh, God." She sucked in air. "I mean … master." The word came out long and loud and the sound of it was his undoing.
His cock exploded inside her with such force he was surprised the bed didn't slide across the room. He thrust and thrust, loving the sound of her ecstatic moans as she surged into orgasm. As one started to subside, he drove faster and deeper until another orgasm washed over her.
He didn't know how long he could keep it up, but he would rise to the challenge. He couldn't believe how responsive she was.
As her orgasmic cries calmed, he slowed, driving slow and deep, ensuring she experienced every last ounce of pleasure.
Finally, they both collapsed on the bed. He rolled to his side, pulling her close to his body. Her breath swirled across his chest and he smiled, breathing in the sweet herbal scent of her raven hair.