A quick glance in his direction rooted her to the spot. She saw a look of pure sexual intent on his face. She knew he wanted to kiss her again. With no escape, she leaned back against the cool wall of the dungeon and awaited her fate.
Her breasts heaved with excitement at the sheer intensity she saw in his gaze. He took her hands in his. “You don’t make this easy, Kat.” Colt lifted her arms above her head. A gasp left her lips when a set of manacles was secured to her wrists.
“You bastard, Colt, no.” Why say no when her whole body yearned for his touch?
“You’ve forced me to take action, Kat. I just want to kiss you. This way I’m making sure you stay put.” Completely at his mercy, she craved his kiss like no other.
His fingers stroked slowly down her bare arms, sending ripples of desire pulsing through her body. She knew her pussy was wet. One hand gripped her waist, and the other caressed her cheek as he lowered his mouth to hers. A smile spread on his lips as he stared into her eyes. This time, his kiss deepened straightaway, and his tongue dueled with hers.
Her fingers tensed as his hand moved to cup her breasts. The contact of his skin on her sensitive flesh sent a shock wave flooding through her body and made her moan her appreciation. He broke the kiss and trailed tiny caresses down her neck. “Tell me to stop, and I will,” he said against her exposed cleavage. His tongue snaked out to taste her, and she arched her body in response, pulling hard on the steel manacles securing her wrists to the wall. They only heightened her sense of losing control, making unknown pleasure pulse through her veins. God help her, she didn’t want him to stop. “Colt,” she whispered.
Immediately his lips sought hers, controlling her, dominating her, making her yield to his will. He roughly hitched her dress to her thighs and slipped a finger inside her panties. When he spread her legs wide with his own and touched her aching clitoris, she bucked with the contact.
“Oh, honey, that’s so rewarding. Your pussy is really wet.”
Fighting for breath, she stared into his eyes. “I’m not your type, Colt. I won’t buckle under.”
“Kat, honey, you might not know who you really are, but I do, I can see it in your eyes. You want me to take control of your life. You want to yield to me. You want to feel safe and protected.”
“You’ve the wrong woman. It’ll never happen.” Sadness enveloped her. Kat had never felt safe and protected in her life. Why would Colt be any different? He was a man just like all the rest.
“You just need to trust.” He stroked her face with his hand, brushing the hair from her eyes. His strong physique towered over her, yet he was so gentle with her. His other hand clasped the burgeoning nub of her clit, squeezing it between his thumb and forefinger. Kat bit onto her bottom lip, trying to quell the whimpers of pleasure that wanted to erupt from her lips. He kissed her mouth, caressing her slowly as he stared into her eyes. “You’ve never trusted any man, have you, Kat?”
“No, they always let you down.” Her whole body arched as a finger slipped inside her soaking wet channel. “Oh, Colt.” She closed her eyes, savoring everything about him. His touch, his smell, his unique presence.
“Look at me.” She opened her eyes and looked directly at him. “I can give you what you really want. What you need.”
“You can’t, no man can. I’m a lost cause.”
He caressed her clit again, pleasuring it between his fingers. “You need this. You need me.”
She gasped. “I’ve never needed any man. I’m fine on my own.”
His lips covered hers as his fingers invaded her sex. He slid them deep inside her cunt, over and over until moans of pleasure tore from her lips.
“I can make you come like never before,” he assured her.
“I don’t come. I can’t come. I’m frigid.” The words felt like grit in her mouth as she spat each one out. It had always saddened her that she’d never been able to achieve orgasm. When she’d had sex before, only on the rare occasion had it been pleasurable, but she’d never been able to climax with a man. Perhaps orgasms were the ultimate myth. She looked up into Colt’s eyes. “I told you I was a lost cause.”
“Kat, you’ve been mixing with the wrong men. Just trust me.”
“No.”
“Then tell me to stop. Tell me you’re not turned on.”
“No.”
Their eyes connected, and she saw the knowing smile that briefly touched his lips. He was right. Her heart beat to a rhythm she’d never known before. Colt intoxicated her. He overwhelmed her with his presence.
He roughly pulled at her blouse. The buttons pinged and popped as the lacy material ripped noisily apart. When her breasts bounced free, he massaged them with his fingers, enjoying their weight in his hands. He took a nipple into his mouth, licking the tender peak with his tongue. “Some women are made to be fucked really slowly, Kat, and you’re one of them. Trust me, I know exactly what you need.”
“I don’t trust any man,” she whispered.
Slowly, Colt sunk to his knees in front of her. He unzipped her skirt, slipping it down her legs, and then tore the panties from her trembling body. Virtually naked in front of him, she whimpered. “Colt.” She could see her breasts heaving with excitement in the subdued lighting of the dungeon. All around her the instruments of restraint hung from the walls. Her wrists pulled against the manacles as he lifted her legs.
Using his weight, he pressed her back against the wall, spreading her legs wider with his broad shoulders until they rested on his forearms. Open to his darkest desires, he stared at her neatly trimmed pussy.
“Beautiful, just beautiful. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t stop coming.” As soon as he finished speaking, he lashed his tongue over her aching clit. The sensation caused her to moan out loud. Her whole body went rigid when he did it again.
“Fucking hell, Colt, that feels so good.”
He speared his tongue deep inside her vagina then sucked on her clitoris again until she whimpered his name with need. “Colt.” His teeth gnawed at the sensitive flesh, and she whispered, “Colt, please.” No man had ever done that before. His skillful tongue lapped her entire slit, over and over until she felt delirious with enjoyment.
A tightening sensation began to spread at her core. Her stomach twisted until a feeling of desperation filled her thoughts. She’d never begged a man in her life, and she had no intention of begging now. Instead she just murmured, “Colt…”
Kat could barely breathe as he slowly drifted his tongue up to her belly. His lips kissed her quivering flesh. When he let her legs down onto the floor, they felt like jelly. He caressed his tongue up her torso and circled her nipples before drawing the prominent peaks slowly into his mouth. Her whole body arched as he sucked on the hardened nubs, and her wrists pulled helplessly against the restraints, heightening her arousal.
When Colt removed his T-shirt, her gaze feasted on his broad shoulders and finely honed chest muscles. They bunched and flexed as he pulled down his jeans and cast them aside. His cock stood to attention against his perfectly toned washboard stomach. He held the huge shaft in his hand, gently stroking it, pulling his foreskin back to reveal its glistening head.
“Are you ready for the fucking of a lifetime?”
Kat licked her lips as she studied the huge purple crown and bead of pre-cum on the tip. Her fingers flexed. “Let me go, Colt. I want to touch you.”
He smiled as he opened a foil pack with his teeth and began slowly rolling a condom down his magnificent, erect penis. “Kat, you should know by now that I make all the rules. You do what I tell you to do, and what you need is a good hard fucking up against this wall. I can see it’s long overdue.” His voice was deep and sexually charged.
He cupped her chin and rubbed his thumb across her parched lips. His eyes held hers. “Now, I’m gonna spread you wide open. You need breaking in to my way of thinking.” Her pulse rate increased at the sheer intensity in his gaze. Colt raised her one leg, and then slid his hand underneath to cup her buttock. He did the same with the other leg, physically lifting her from the floor until her thighs were hooked over his forearms. The contact with his warm skin sent her senses into overdrive. Kat could feel his hard cock press deliciously against her pussy. Spread-eagled with her arms chained above her head, she had never felt more like a sexual woman.
“Colt,” she murmured breathlessly as he invaded her just an inch. She squirmed, needing more, much more.
Her whole body arched, and her head tipped back as he slowly slid inside her. He was so huge every nerve ending pulsed around him as he pressed her harder against the wall. He ground his hips against hers over and over, pumping his shaft deep inside her. His strength and vigor overwhelmed her. His masculine scent intoxicated her.
Like a piston, he drove inside her, rocking his hips back and forth until she screamed with pleasure. “Colt.”
“This is what I’ve been wanting to do since the first time I saw you. Fill your cunt with my rock hard cock. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Colt.”
He pumped harder still. “Who’s in charge?”
“You are.”