Wicked Valentine (Sizzling Encounters)(6)

He clenched his jaw. “The thought of sharing you never crossed my mind. I just want to do whatever I can to make you feel good.”

Tension drained from her limbs. She became more enthused and aroused at the prospect of Max spending the night making her fantasies come to life.

“Oh, and Max?” She grinned. “You can call me Nina. I think we’ve become acquainted enough.” She licked her bottom lip. “You can use my nickname. So, let’s go in already.”

“You’re following my lead,” he reminded; his eyes flared with arousal.

She nodded, waiting to see what he’d do.

He turned the knob. The door opened silently, and he motioned for her to enter the new room. It was empty of people, but what was in there was more interesting than the previous room. Metal hooks and chains were attached to one wall. On another wall were paddles of different sizes, along with whips and dog collars.

“This is the trust room.” He marched past her to stop in the center of the room, where a reclining chair had been placed. Once he reached the chair, he picked up the leather straps on one arm and motioned her forward.

Her interest peaked. She watched his face change, an air of possession and aggression there she hadn’t seen before.

“Sit.”

She lifted her brows at his command. The glint in his eyes said to do as he ordered. And she was too turned-on to argue. She strolled to him and sat on the chair without saying a word.

“Do you know what makes this room special, Nina?” He squatted beside her.

“No.”

“Trust.” He tied the bind over her right hand. “You need to trust the person in here with you, or you won’t enjoy what they’re going to do.” He stood and walked around the seat to tie the other bind.

Once he was done, he bent between her legs. The seat of the chair split. He pushed the chair seat apart, widening her legs until her skirt had ridden up, showing off her pussy.

Their gazes locked. “Do you trust me?”

She gulped and stared at his sexy, fiery eyes. They’d gone a deep sapphire color that hinted at restrained passion.

Did she trust him? The attraction she felt for him tortured her daily and reminded her he was her boss. She was tied to a chair, without a single flicker of fear or nerves.

She was filled with excitement, and heat burned through her body, pooling at her cunt. “Yes, I trust you.”

He leaned forward and kissed her. A long, scorching meeting of their lips that took her breath away. His tongue rubbed and twined with hers, dominating, possessing, and demanding. Moisture dripped from her pussy, and she whimpered, wanting more.

When he moved back, his gaze strayed to her lips. “You won’t regret it.”

Dryness settled in her throat when he stood. His cock was right in front of her face. She saw the outline of his long erection clearly under the tight black pants he wore. She tugged at the arm straps, desperate to touch him.

He caressed her face with his hands, tilting her chin up. His sexy little grin only made her more eager to get her hands on his body.

He bent down and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. “You’ll get your chance to touch me later.” The low rumble made her nipples ache and her body heat rise. He stepped away from her, heading to a table set up by a corner.

She stared at his sexy back and perfect ass. When she didn’t fight her attraction for Max, she focused on how delicious he looked. His short blonde hair and suave personality made him irresistible. If they didn’t work in the same office, she’d have given in to temptation again after that night at the retreat. She might have to quit after this, but she didn’t care.

He picked up something before turning back to her. As he neared, she noticed it was a blindfold. A thrill of anticipation flashed through her.

He walked past her until he was somewhere behind the chair. She tensed. Would he stop? She wanted him to continue their little game, to see how far he’d go.

The black covering went over her eyes, and he tied it behind her head. Perspiration lined her upper lip. The heat inside her grew. Her hearing sharpened, and she listened for Max’s moves.

His deep voice flowed by her ear. “The thing about trust is, when you give it to someone, they need to treasure it and ensure they don’t do anything to lose it.” His voice drifted away.

For long moments she heard his footsteps moving back and forth, but he didn’t attempt to touch her. She’d been so focused on listening for his movements that she was caught off guard when his hands trailed up her knees, spread her legs open, and caressed her inner thighs.





Chapter Six





Nina shuddered. His fingers tugged at her thong. A soft ripping sounded, and cool air kissed her throbbing pussy.

“Max,” she whimpered.

The front of her dress dipped, and her breasts were bared again. Her breath hitched. He kissed her collarbone. She dropped her head to the side and rubbed her cheek into his hair. He moved lower, raining kisses down her chest, until he licked one taut nipple and sucked the swollen bud into his mouth.

“Oh goodness.”

He sucked the little tip repeatedly, sending shards of electricity straight to her pussy.

“Max, please…” Desperation made her tug at the binds.

He let go of her nipple and blew. The cool air tightened her flesh some more. “So beautiful,” he whispered and licked his way to her other breast. With each swipe of his tongue, she groaned and pushed her breast further into his mouth. She wiggled to the edge of the seat, desperate to be closer to his body, to his touch. Her pussy quivered and moisture streamed down her thighs. “I can’t wait to fuck you, Nina. Your pussy gripping my cock, like it did when we were in the woods.”

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.