Gradually, Gina came down from her high to feel his body lying beside hers, holding her in his arms. His powerful arms offered her a solace she didn’t realize she needed until now. Tender lips nuzzled her breasts, deliberately pulling her peaked nipples into his hot mouth one at a time. The rough skin of his hands played with the flesh of her ass, massaging gently.
Desperate to feel him with her hands, Gina jerked her wrists, “Untie me. I need to touch you.”
Lips pausing on her nipples, he drawled roughly, “No.”
The smile she felt against her heated skin took some of the bite out of his denial.
Already she could feel her body responding to his caresses. She whimpered when his touch began to change, becoming more demanding. Gina could feel his thick cock straining against his pants, pressing against her hip. The hunger to get her hands on him grew, the need to have his length in her hand and inside her was overwhelming.
She craved to touch him! Never in a million years had she ever believed she would respond so wholeheartedly to a complete stranger. But he didn’t feel like a stranger. Her body seemed to welcome him like a long-lost lover finally returning home.
Gina cried out in panic, “No!” when she felt him move away from her, off the cushion. Was he leaving?
The sound of a zipper being undone laid that fear to rest. The rustle of his clothes coming off let her know that he wasn’t going anywhere. Then his naked form conformed to hers, warming her once again. The light hair on his muscular legs teased her already tingling skin. The roughness of his skin rubbing against hers only heightened the differences between their bodies. Lean hips settled between her legs, the length of his iron erection pressing along her stomach. Strong fingers plucked at her peaked nipples. She quivered underneath him, astonished at how much she enjoyed the new sensation of pleasure-pain as he massaged her breasts with increasing pressure, tweaking her nipples a little harder each time.
Moaning her delight, Gina hissed, “My nipples, more, please don’t stop!”
Her lover in the dark was all too happy to oblige, paying homage to her breasts with nipping teeth and twisting fingers. His muscular chest pressed her farther into the mattress beneath her. She could feel his light body hair rubbing enticingly over her smooth skin, causing a delicious friction that had her trembling in his arms. Gina was shocked at how fast her body was building up to another climax. And judging by the increased grinding of his hips and the precum that she could feel spreading into her belly button, he wasn’t too far off either.
“Please, I need you inside me now…” she begged without compunction. Trembling beneath him, she tried to get closer still.
If her mind had been clear of desire, she would have felt him pause at her plea, but Gina was too far gone with wanting him to notice.
“So beautiful, so hot. Ready for me,” he finally whispered.
Gina felt him reach over her head, then the ripping of foil indicated he was taking care of protection.
When he settled back over her, the feel of his cock pressing into her entrance was more than she could handle. Raising her hips in invitation, straining to get closer, she demanded, “Kiss me!” Having yet to taste any part of him, she was dying for his mouth on hers.
Gina felt his body stiffen with hesitation. She had heard of people not enjoying mouth-to-mouth kissing, thinking it was just too intimate. But what could be more intimate than having his mouth between her legs licking at her slickness?
When his tongue traced the outline of her lips, Gina’s fingers clenched into tight fists, straining against the bindings holding her in place. His tongue became more aggressive, pushing past her lips, demanding entry.
His mouth ravished hers, his hands sliding down to her hips, positioning her underneath him. She savored the taste of him, intoxicated by her own tangy musk that lingered on his mouth, and something more, something familiar that tugged at her memory on an elemental level…
“God! Connor?” the question barely left her lips. She felt him tense over her, going completely still.
No! He wouldn’t! He couldn’t possibly have found me here!
But in that exact moment, she just knew, a feeling deep in her core that the man making love to her was the man who had been toying with her for months. Some of her sensuous haze receded, leaving her feel foolish.
Gina felt his hands go to her blindfold and slowly untie it. The binding slipped off, but she stubbornly kept her eyes closed, trying to reel in her shock. She wasn’t ready to deal with this, with seeing his face as he laughed down at her, smug in his ability to play her so easily.
“Damn it, open your eyes. Look at me,” he ordered harshly, his hand tugging at her hair. “No more hiding from me. From this. You are going to know who is fucking you, Gina!”