Wicked Valentine(12)

Flashes of his cock sliding in and out of her rushed through her mind.

“Do you remember how good that was?”

Did she? She couldn’t seem to forget. Every moment of every day, her body heated with the unnecessary memories.

“My cock filling you, driving your pleasure higher. Remember?”

“Yes, Max. I remember. I haven’t forgotten. I can’t forget. Please, fuck me now.”

His body heat left her. She groaned in complaint. A moment later something pinched at her nipples. She heard a tiny rattle and wondered what it was.

“Nipple clamps.” He tugged lightly on the chain.

The small sting only added to the gathering arousal inside her. “Oh god!” Her clamped nipples ached to be touched.

He tugged again, and she swore she had a mini orgasm.

Her body shook with need. “Please, Max. Touch my pussy. Fuck me, do something! I need…” She moaned when he dipped a finger into her cunt. He fucked her with his finger so slowly she wanted to scream.

“Relax, baby. I’ve got better things coming for you. You want my lips on your pretty pink pussy, don’t you?”

The seat reclined further, and her legs widened until she was sure he could see every drip from her slit.

“Max!”

“I know, my love.” He kissed her abdomen, her hip, and the inside of her thigh. Something thick and cool rubbed between her pussy lips. Was that—? Her brain froze when the cool thing was replaced with Max’s lips. She panted.

He curled his arms around her thighs and pulled her forward until she sat on the verge of the seat. Thirst for his touch made her squirm. He licked a lazy trail from ass to cunt, twirling his tongue around her clit. She moaned, her legs shook and twined behind his head. Again and again he licked at her pussy and fucked her with his tongue.

“You taste so fucking good.” He rumbled against her sex. She whimpered, rocking over his lips. “You trust me right, baby?”

“Yes!”

He chuckled and licked at her pussy again. Faster than he had before. Tension inside her escalated, overtaking her senses. Something cool brushed against her pussy again, dipping into her entrance and filling her. A dildo. He sucked her clit harder and fucked her with the dildo. The cool hard plastic started to heat with each stroke against her sleek channel. When he tugged on the chain to her nipple clamps, sucked, and fucked her, it all became too much.

“Oh my…god!” She choked on the words. Her body zoomed past the edge of release, and the knot inside her snapped. Pleasure washed over her in a wave. Her legs shook with the power of her orgasm. She panted, her pussy quivering on the heated dildo. A sense of loss filled her. She wanted Max. Wanted his cock inside her, fucking her and making her come.





Max was going to end up with blue balls. Either that or his dick was going to fall off. His cock was so hard he thought it was going to rip through the flimsy black material of his pants. So far, though, everything was working better than he’d anticipated. He watched Nina pant while he put away the torn thong, blindfold, toy, and nipple clamps he’d used. A grin split his lips when he saw her legs shake every few seconds.

“What else do you have over there?” she asked, staring at him.

He glanced down at his bag filled with brand new toys he’d bought to try on her. “Just a few things to make the evening more interesting.”

Still bound to the chair, she raised her brows and licked her lips. “Yeah? Because if we’re going by what you already used, I’m guessing we’re going to be having a lot more fun next.” She glanced down at the erection visible through his pants. When she nibbled on her bottom lip, her gaze still glued to his crotch, he had to tamp down the surge of lust that rushed him.

He went back to locking up the bag in a cabinet. There was a second bag in the next room. It had been his hope she’d allow him to use them, but he hadn’t expected her response to be so uninhibited. He should’ve known better. Nina was a sensual woman who didn’t hold back, a woman who clearly didn’t mind trying new things.

He strode back to the chair and unbound her hands. As soon as her limbs were freed, she stood and pulled his head down for a kiss. His cock jerked in his pants. He couldn’t wait to fuck her already and put the aching length out of its aroused state. She shoved her tongue into his mouth and moaned. Her nails raked the back of his neck, scoring his flesh, pushing him to lose his tenuous control. He hauled her closer. Their bodies rubbed. He groaned into the kiss when she moved her hips sensually over his hard length.

It took him a moment to realize she was tugging at his pants, getting ready to free his dick. He curled a hand around her wrist and pulled it up to his chest. When he stepped back from her, her eyes had turned so dark he could hardly see the brown in them. Arousal had dilated her pupils into large pools of black. Only a thin band of gold rimmed the black circles.