The Naughty Stuff(12)
She pulled her hands out from underneath of her, grabbed a pillow and pushed it under her pelvis, bringing her rear-end higher yet. Reaching behind her, she spread her cheeks for him. The sexy, skilled casualness of her actions was almost too much to take and Sawyer feared he would shoot his load before he had even gotten to the ultimate prize. She looked over her shoulder once again and smiled as if she had read his thoughts and all he could do was return the smile she had given him.
Lifting an eyebrow, he asked, “Am I doing okay?”
A soft breathy giggle slipped past her lips as she flashed her teeth and licked her lips. “Oh, Master, you’re doing more than okay. I’m ready whenever you are.”
And with that, he rested the head of his cock on her opening and gently eased into her, inch by slow inch. The tightness caught him completely by surprise and he unexpectedly grunted when her ass contracted down onto him.
“I love that sound,” Ciara moaned out as she ground herself into Sawyer, taking all of him deeply. “Mmmmmaster…” she continued to groan lustily.
“And I love that sound,” he countered as he grabbed a hold of her waist and plunged balls deep into her tight canal.
It was the sound of wicked bliss, the likes of which he would never get tired of hearing. God, how he loved being the reason for that sound. And her ass… sweet Almighty, how he loved being inside that forbidden place. Why had he been deprived of something so breathtakingly decadent? Why had he been denied the sweet indulgence of a woman’s ass when it was so clearly meant to be fucked? Watching Ciara’s pink hole clutch his cock as he slid in and out of her, Sawyer knew her ass would be his unraveling.
“Oh, hell, Angel…” he gritted his teeth as he continued to thrust in and out, knowing that he wouldn’t last much longer.
He tried to redirect his attention to a swirled pattern in the woodwork of the bed frame to prolong the deliciousness of Ciara’s perfectly fuckable rear-end, but it was no use. The sensation of release was building hot and fast. Ciara must have sensed his impending climax because she disengaged from him and quickly pulled the pillow out from beneath her. Repositioning herself on her back, she tipped her pelvis upward, opening herself up to him once again.
“Just a little longer, Master… please…” she begged as she held her knees firmly against her chest.
Sawyer closed his eyes tightly and swallowed hard, trying to suppress the urge to come, but he knew his efforts were for naught. He just hoped that his Angel would come soon because there was no way come hell or high water he would last any longer than a few minutes, no matter how he much he tried. It felt too damned good and oh, so right.
Once back inside Ciara, he began to thumb her clit vigorously while he pumped into her over and over. She began to squirm and pant uncontrollably and as her orgasm descended on her, the muscles of her anus began to constrict almost painfully around him. His hand stilled against her pussy and without warning, his come pulsed out of him causing him to hiss through his teeth and throw his head back. A long line of grunted and mumbled obscenities followed before he collapsed onto the bed next to Ciara. Turning his head, he found her watching him and smiling bashfully while shaking her head.
“Well done, Master Morrison. I suspected there wasn’t anything I could teach you.”
From Tempered by Fire: Angel Bound, #1
Thank You, Master
Tati’s words were more than Sebastian had anticipated. He had readied himself for a fight of wills that he had dreaded would last days, weeks, maybe even months. But it turned out she was more willing than he had hoped. As they sat in silence staring at each other, there was an unspoken commitment between them. More than the human institution of marriage, their actions and Tati’s belonging to him were words spoken from her soul; undying words meant only for him. The words touched him to his core and he vowed to himself that he would protect their bond at any cost, regardless of the hellfire consequences.
He flung Tatiana onto her back and ripped the silken gown from her body. She yelped at his sudden animalistic behavior but then giggled deviously as she clawed his chest and his back as he lay on top of her. The pain she was inflicting on him was a new sensation and he welcomed it. He moaned loudly and then howled like an underworld creature as she bit into his neck savagely. He immediately pushed himself into her, his massive muscular thighs like jackhammers fucking her hard and fast. Tatiana screamed his name at his forcefulness.
Then he quickly pulled out of her, flipped her onto her stomach and began to bite her neck and back. “I want all of you.” He whispered into her ear. He leaned down onto her bottom and began to lick her ass, slipping his tongue rhythmically in and out of her tight canal.