“Maybe it would be better to rush, then savor later.”
Dane chuckled. God she was addicting. “No, sub.” He used the term on purpose, bringing them back to the game. “Quickies aren’t my thing. Relax and let me play with my pussy.”
Dane reached down and caressed her tiny bud through her panties. She moaned but stayed still. He stared at the red panties and knew a sense of possessiveness he’d never before felt. If any other man saw her like this, he’d rip his head off. It wasn’t an entirely comfortable notion, considering how many times he, Mac and Trent had shared women. He knew in his gut there would be no repeat performance for them, not now that his heart had become involved.
He licked a fiery path over the lace and watched her twist and thrash beneath him. He gripped her hip. “Open these silky thighs for me, baby.” Lydia obeyed without question this time—already she was becoming accustomed to his commands. He slid his index finger beneath the elastic leg band and pushed it out of his way. He inhaled the delicious scent of her arousal as he stared at the swollen clitoris and delicate slit. Dane stroked a finger between her pussy lips and had to hold her down to keep her from bucking him clear off the bed. He loved her uninhibited response to his touch. Slowly, Dane dipped his head between her thighs and tasted her sweet pearl.
“Yes!”
Delving his middle finger into her hot opening, he let his tongue slide over her swollen clit. Her moans turned to harsh cries. “Mmm, so fucking responsive. You drive me crazy, Lydia.” Every whimper, every time his name passed through her lips, it drove him higher and higher. He clenched his jaw against the need to slide his cock deep, to fuck her so hard she could never leave him again. He pushed a second finger deep and had to bite back a curse as the delicious squeeze of her vaginal muscles tightened around him. She was going to kill him when he entered her, but he’d die happy.
He’d been hungry since that night at Kinks, and only Lydia could satisfy his appetite now. He pulled his fingers free and heard Lydia whimper and beg for him to come back. Instead he turned around so he faced her patch of dar
k curls. The position put his cock in line with her clever mouth. He rose over her, used his thumbs to open her wet cunt and licked. Her body arched and she screamed his name. It was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard.
Dane lifted his head and gazed down at her. “Lick my cock, sub. Fill that hot little mouth.”
She turned on her side, facing him. Dane watched as she placed a teasing series of kisses over his balls and up the underside of his cock. “Fuck, that’s a good girl. Play with me, baby.”
As she reached the swollen tip, Dane stiffened. She opened wide and sucked him deep. She pulled all the way back, before doing it all over again, his cock touching the back of her throat. Her delicate fingers wrapped around the base and she moaned, the vibration traveling over his dick like a thousand little fingers.
Dane pushed his hips against her face and fucked her mouth the way he liked. “That’s it, suck it for me,” he commanded, and watched her eyes drift closed as she accepted his loving.
He put his arm around her hips and fondled her ass as he slipped his tongue into her honeyed opening. She whimpered and Dane suddenly wanted more. He pushed his middle finger inside her rounded backside, remembering how tight she’d held him when he fucked her ass. It’d been such sweet torture. He wanted her there again soon, but first he had a need to see her flying apart. This time for him alone. He licked her clit and fucked her tight ass with his finger. Lydia arched her back and undulated against his mouth. Maintaining a measure of control had never been so damn hard.
Together, they luxuriated in each other’s bodies. Dane pumped her ass while he licked and nibbled on her swollen nub. The combination had Lydia pushing against his face. He nuzzled and sank his tongue deep as his finger fucked her ass harder, faster. Soon she released his cock and shouted his name as spasms wracked her body.
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Lydia was a boneless mass. She’d never come so hard in her life. Not even the night at Kinks could compare to having Dane all to herself.
He turned around on the bed and came over the top of her, aligning their lower halves so his cock nestled between her thighs. “Mmm, you feel so damn good,” Dane murmured. “Tell me you’re on the pill, Lydia. Tell me now before I lose control.”
Lydia nodded. The thought of having him without any barriers sent a fresh wave of heat crashing through her. “I’m on the pill.”
“Thank God,” he groaned. Dane pressed forward, the head of his cock pushing between the folds of her pussy. “I wanted this, my cock filling your sweet pussy instead of Trent’s. I’ll never share you again. Never again.”
He sounded jealous, and he spoke as if they had a future together. The thought filled her heart with joy. When he pushed in another inch, spreading her open, her mind fragmented. “Dane,” she moaned. His name came out as a plea and he dipped his head and nipped the side of her neck. The delicious sting zipped straight to her clit.
“Put your hands above your head, sub,” he whispered into her ear, “wrists together.”
Lydia quickly obeyed, trusting Dane to bring her nothing but sweet, hot pleasure.
One large hand wrapped around her wrists, while his powerful body pinned her down. He lifted his head, his gaze sweeping over her body and he hummed his approval. “You’re lovely like this. I want you tied down. Could you handle that? Do you trust me that much, sub?”
She did trust him, but the very thought sent a trickle of fear down her spine. He had too much power over her and she could so easily become lost in him.
“I have no right to ask, but give me a chance here, sweetheart. I won’t hurt you.”
Her eyes must have conveyed her assent. Good thing too, because she couldn’t seem to speak past the lump in her throat. Dane kissed her forehead, then pulled out of her. He left the bed and she started to bring her arms down, but Dane was quicker. He grasped both of her hands and kept them pinned to the mattress above her head.
“I didn’t give you permission to move. Stay still or I’ll spank you. Understood?”
The thought of defying him on purpose was almost too tempting. She’d enjoyed his spanking before and she almost craved the sting now.
Dane chuckled and shook his head. “You are such a little tease, baby. I have so many things to teach you. It’s going to be a pleasure.” He lifted his hands, trusting her to obey him. “Now, be a good girl and stay still while I get a few things.”
When he left the room, Lydia wondered what he could be up to. Within seconds he reappeared, his briefcase in hand. She frowned. “Dane?”