“You hear too damned much. Those women have loose lips. ” He nipped at her neck, imagining her stretched out on the leather sofa, naked and filled with his dick.
She gasped as his hands moved to her breasts, cupping the delicate weight, his thumb and forefinger testing the hardness of her nipple through the soft silk blouse she wore. He was dying to get it in his mouth, to feel the sensitive nub growing harder as he sucked at it.
“You know too much about things you shouldn’t. ” He nipped at her neck, feeling her shudder from the erotic little pain he delivered.
“Hmm, have to get my jollies somewhere,” she moaned as he licked at the soft flesh he had nipped.
Oh, he could give her jollies, he thought with a grimace of building lust, more jollies than she could have imagined.
As his lips moved to hers, taking her in a kiss that had them both moaning at the heated pleasure of it, his hands went to the small buttons of her shirt. He wanted her naked, wanted her wet, wild and screaming out her pleasure.
“You need to lock the door,” she gasped as the sides of her blouse fell apart and his lips wandered down her neck.
Her breasts were swollen, flushed, her hard little nipples poking against the lace of her bra as his lips drew closer.
“Hmm. Live dangerously,” he murmured as he licked over the delicate curves. “Consider it a jolly. ”
Chapter Nine
Consider it a jolly? She was fucking going to go through the roof as it was.
“You’re crazy. ” She could feel the fires building in her body, the heat attacking her pussy like an inferno gone wild.
“Am I?” He drew the shirt from her shoulders, dropping it to the floor as his fingers moved to the clasp of her silk slacks. “It’s closing time, but anyone could still walk in. A lot of the Club’s members come in to my office, Marey. They wouldn’t touch you, but they would watch, see your little pussy flared around my cock, hear your cries as I go in hard, deep, and push you over the edge. ”
She trembled, her eyes closing at the insidious images he was provoking.
“Have you ever been watched, baby?” Her pants dropped to her ankles, revealing the white lace thong she wore beneath them. “Seen the arousal in another man’s face as your lover pumps into you? And I would. I would give them a show. I would show them how sweet and tight your cunt grips me, draw out and let them see the slick, syrupy juices that flow from you before I’d push back in, and let them hear your screams. ”
Oh God. This was just nasty. Depraved. It was killing her. She had never, ever done anything like that. But she had to admit, Terrie and Ella had piqued her curiosity, made her wonder if it could truly be as good as they claimed it was to be part of Sax’s sexual lifestyle.
“How…” She fought the moan that would have been more a scream as his hands gripped the cheeks of her ass and he pulled her closer to him. “How can you share like that? Why aren’t you jealous?”
“Because I want your pleasure. All of it. I want to see the surprise and the sensual agony twisting your features, and know I’m a part of it. I want to see you screaming, begging, every inch of your body caressed and pleasured. But we’ll both know who you belong to, Marey,” he whispered. “Won’t we?”
His lips lowered to her breast, his gaze still locked with hers as his tongue curled around the elongated nipple, sensitizing it further, sending currents of pleasure ripping into her womb.
Who she belonged to? She knew who she belonged to, and it terrified her. Marey shuddered as pleasure burned through every cell of her body and the truth of her own sensuality and emotions burned through her mind.
She had waited for this. Longed for this. Even before she knew the sexual lifestyle Sax embraced and what a relationship with him would mean. She had put her own sexuality on hold, waiting, knowing the day would come when she would have this chance, this brief time to be the woman she had always longed to be in his arms.
As his lips created havoc and mind-destroying pleasure with her nipples, Marey’s hands moved to his shirt. Her fingers slipped the buttons free, her hands pushed the material from his broad shoulders. She needed to touch him, to feel him. She needed to memorize every rough indrawn breath, every groan that came from his chest, so she would have the memory later, when the man was gone.
Her hands smoothed over his bare chest, down the tight planes of his abdomen, to his slacks. She made short work of opening his slacks as his lips sipped at her nipples and his hands roamed over her back and shoulders. She needed him naked, close to her, warming her.
“Come here. ” He pulled her to the couch, easing her upon it until she was stretched out and staring up at him with dazed need.
God, she ached. The sensual pain was destroying her. She had never, at any time in her life, been as aroused as she was now.
“I could eat you forever,” he whispered as he knelt on the floor, slowly pulling the thong from her body, his hands spreading her thighs, positioning her until her pussy rested at the edge of the cushions. “You have the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted, Marey. ”
His lips lowered to her as she watched, his expression tight with lust, his dark eyes glowing with it as his tongue extended and swiped slowly through the shallow, bare slit of her pussy.
Marey jerked, flinching at the pleasure of his heated tongue licking her, caressing her waxed folds with hungry intent. He wasn’t in a hurry. He parted the inner lips with his thumbs and explored the valley with destructive leisure as she tensed and fought to rein in her own pressing need for orgasm.
Her hands went to her breasts, her fingers plucking at her nipples as she watched him, entranced by the sight of him, so big and broad between her splayed thighs, as he made a sensual meal of the heated juices that spilled from her pussy.
His eyes flared at the sight of her pleasuring her breasts. It sent a sharp biting thrill shooting through her body to realize it had pushed his arousal higher. She fought to ignore the emotional impact, the chinks developing in the shields she had raised against him. She wanted to enjoy, to allow every fantasy she had ever had of him, life.