Finally, she dropped back against the couch, limp.
He smiled and leaned in to nuzzle her neck.
She giggled and wrapped her arms around him, then pulled him close to her.
He’d never felt as good as he felt in this woman’s arms. How could he ever have doubted they were in love?
“Well, now that the big, powerful business man has captured me… and my heart… how about I show him just how good a captive I can be?”
She started unbuttoning his shirt. After undoing only a few, her fingers glided beneath the fabric as if she couldn’t wait to touch him.
He loosened his tie and pulled it over his head, then made short order of the rest of the buttons. He shed his shirt and jacket in one swift movement, then pulled Kalie to him. Oh, God, the feel of her soft breasts against his naked flesh was an erotic delight. His wilted cock trembled to life.
He stood up, taking her with him, and dropped his pants to the floor. Her fingers dipped under the waistband of his boxers and she pushed them down… slowly… her gaze locked on his cock as she guided the garment to the floor. Kneeling in front of him, she wrapped her hand around his thick cock. When she took it in her mouth, he groaned at the exquisite pleasure.
Her tongue glided over his crown, then teased under the ridge.
“Oh, baby, that’s great.”
Her hand stroked his column, then she squeezed him in her mouth, to his groan.
She glided back to his very tip, then forward again. She pulsed back and forth, taking him deeper each time, until finally he was all the way down her throat, her face against his groin.
He swept her long hair over her shoulder and watched her. She glided again, his thick shaft sliding into her mouth.
When her fingers found his balls and she cradled them in her palm, his insides trembled with need. She stroked and sucked and caressed until his breathing was erratic.
“Fuck, baby. Come here.”
He pulled her to her feet and captured her mouth, his tongue stroking deep inside.
“I need you so bad,” her murmured against her lips.
“I’m yours. Always.”
Her breathy words coiled deep into his heart… and filled it with joy.
He swept her up in his arms and carried her to her bedroom. He laid her on the bed, then prowled over her.
“Yes, please take me to heaven again,” she begged as she wrapped her hand around his cock.
“I will, baby. But first this.” He pressed her thighs wide and licked the length of her slick slit.
Her soft moan rippled through him, driving his need higher.
He licked again, then burrowed into her wetness, thrusting his tongue inside her.
“Oh, yes!” Her fingers tangled in his hair.
He stroked her wet flesh with his fingers, then opened the nest of folds to expose her tiny button. When he licked that, she gasped. He smiled broadly.
Then he glided two fingers deep into her while he pressed his tongue to her clit. He pumped into her while he suckled her bud.
“Oh, God.” She squeezed his head tighter to her. “Yes yes yes.”
He pumped and sucked faster, driving her pleasure higher and higher until she moaned her release.
He smiled against her slick flesh, and kissed up her body until he could press his aching cock against her wetness.
Then he drove deep.
She gasped, her arms wrapping tight around him. He thrust into her slick warmth, heat coiling in his groin. He pumped deep and hard, so close to ecstasy he could taste it.
Then it happened. He exploded inside her in a shattering release, his whole body shuddering in pure ecstasy.
She clung to him and held him close.
A poignant need filled him. To stay joined with her like this forever. Because this was the only place he ever wanted to be.
And he knew even when they weren’t joined physically, from now on they would always be together, because they shared a deep emotional bond. And neither of them would ever deny it again.
Because he loved her. And she loved him.
Opal Carew
Her ultimate sexual fantasy brought to life...
This standalone story continues the Red Hot Fantasies series, following Mr. King (from The Office Slave series) as he and another of his associates bring to life Kalie’s sexual fantasy of being kidnapped by two strong, powerful men.
Kalie felt a bit nervous as she walked down the dark street toward her house. Was that the sound of footsteps behind her? She’d been a wreck ever since yesterday, because she knew she was going to be kidnapped any minute now.
Which was exciting. And nerve-racking. And wildly erotic.
Because it was a fantasy set up by her best friend, Becca.
At the bridal shower for their friend Celia, Becca and two other friends had discussed their sexual fantasies. Becca had been hot for the male stripper at the party and after Kalie and the others had encouraged her to do something about it, Becca had embraced the idea and wound up in a sexy threesome with two hot male strippers, and now dated one of them.
Since then, Becca had arranged to bring each of their sexual fantasies to life as well.
Kalie’s was to be kidnapped by two sexy men and overpowered.
A shiver raced up her spine as she glanced over her shoulder. She didn’t know when it would happen, but Becca had said it would be sometime soon.
Becca had given her a safe word to use in case things got too intense, or if she just changed her mind.
She reached her front door and opened it. Once safely inside, she sighed.
So it wasn’t happening tonight.
“I still haven’t been kidnapped,” Kalie complained to Becca when she called the next day.
She couldn’t believe how much she wanted this. She was the youngest of four sisters and was very reserved. She sometimes felt she got lost in the crowd. Becca and her other friends—Sylvia, Jan and Celia—had helped bring her out of her shell. And that conversation at the shower had opened her to the idea of really embracing her sexual desires.
And this fantasy... the thought of being kidnapped and overpowered by two men... of being the full focus of their attention and desires, turned her on immensely. And the idea of being forced into submission... of being that vulnerable… Of having no control…
She trembled at the thought.
She also knew it only worked for her because she could trust the two men that Becca would hand pick. Becca would ensure Kalie was safe. Thus, she could totally let go and allow herself to give in to her deepest desire.
“Well, hey, if you knew when it was going to happen,” Becca said, “then it wouldn’t have the same impact, right?”
“Yeah, I get it. I want the whole experience.”
Becca could get away with stretching out the timing of this arranged kidnapping because Kalie’s only work right now was helping Becca with her event planning business. That meant that if Kalie suddenly disappeared, she wouldn’t have a boss and coworkers wondering what happened to her.
“So the reason I called,” Becca said, “is because I need a little help at a bachelorette party tonight. It’s for a friend of mine from college so I’m attending, too, and I was just going to handle it myself, but it’s a bit more work than I thought.”
“Of course. What time?” Kalie was glad for the work, but at the same time disappointed because this meant another night would pass before she could start her fantasy.
Becca gave her the time and place.
“I suggest you wear that new black dress you bought last week. Even though you’re helping organize, I’d like you to blend in with the partiers.”
“Okay, sure.”
“And one more favor. I ordered a gift for her and it just arrived today. I’m running around trying to make sure everything’s set for tonight, so could you pick it up for me and bring it to the party. I arranged for the store to gift wrap it.”
“Sure. Whatever you need.”
“Thanks, hon. You’re a doll. And don’t worry. You’ll get your fantasy soon. I promise.”
Kalie stepped into the restaurant where Becca told her the bachelorette party was and glanced around. A tall redheaded woman wearing a black skirt and white shirt greeted her.
“Good evening. Do you have a reservation?”
“No, I’m actually here for a bachelorette party. My name’s Kalie Terron. I’m helping Becca, the organizer.”
“Oh, of course. Just wait here a minute and I’ll get someone to take you to the private room.”
A few seconds later, a smiling man in a suit approached her. He was very good-looking. Tall, broad shouldered, his light brown, wavy hair swept back from his rugged face.
“You’re here for the bachelorette party?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“I’ll show you to the room.”
She followed him through a door and down a stairway. The place was dark wood and felt very old and had a lot of character. Once at the bottom, he gestured for her to precede him down a hallway past one doorway to a room with a boisterous party going on, then continuing to the end of the hall.
“Turn right at the end,” he instructed.
When she reached the end the only option was to turn right as he’d said, so she started down the new hallway. But all she could see was a doorway out of the building.
She gasped as a hand covered her mouth and she was pulled against a hard body behind her. Then she was hustled through the door and into a waiting van. Another man pulled her inside, and the doors closed behind her. Her heart pounded as adrenaline surged through her.