Pole Position (Country Roads 2)

“Yes, there,” she said, breathless.

His fingers moved where his cock had been. He thrust two fingers inside her pussy and gently massaged her, his thumb raking over her clit. A second later, he withdrew his fingers and licked them clean. “Good Lord, you taste so good, Princess.”

He sucked his fingers down to the center and his eyes darkened then. There was something different about his expression. His entire persona changed, and he became nothing more than an instrument of pure sex. His hand bumped against her pussy and he slid his hand down, jerking when he found the spot he apparently planned to penetrate.

Wiggling his finger around her back hole, his moist digit slid right inside the puckered ring. “I plan to take you here, Princess.”

She jerked. Her knees fell apart and he smiled against her lips. “I plan to do very bad things to you.”

She shivered in his arms and he said, “And you’ll like every last one of them.”

“I will,” she promised. “So help me God, I will.”

* * * *

Princess’s nipples throbbed. She longed to have Colt’s tongue lapping at the elongated points, igniting her arousal while teasing her, preparing her for the most memorable fuck she’d ever have—her first.

Instead, Colt came to his knees and positioned his cock at her lips. “I want you to give me a blow job. Have you ever had a man in your mouth? Have you ever had a dick in your cheek?”

She nodded once, only because she didn’t want to lie to him. He actually seemed pleased that she’d had the experience. “Then you know what to do.”

“Yes, Sir,” she said quietly. “I know what will please you.” And she hoped she was right.

She lapped at the end and drew him into her mouth. He held onto her ears and looked down at her with a wicked smile drawn across his face. “That’s it, subbie. Take my cock. Right there, sweet Princess. I want you to suck my cock until I come.”

Princess’s cheeks swelled with Colt’s size. His penis slid across her tongue and he changed his stance. The closer he came to his release the more he talked, the harder he pumped, and the more aggressively he thrust.

“Oh yeah, sugar. That’s sweet. God, yeah!”

As he met his release, Colt’s lips thinned. His jaw set and his pace became broken. He hammered inside her mouth once more. His release jetted to the back of her throat and Princess swallowed, drinking in the taste of him and savoring his salty, masculine flavor.

When he finished, he moaned as he withdrew a good portion of his dick. “Get me hard again, subbie. Then, I’m going to fuck the daylights out of you. You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

Princess nodded, unable to shift her gaze away from Colt’s hooded eyes. He looked so sated, like a satisfied lover ready to reward the woman most capable of pleasing him.

Princess whipped her tongue over and under his cock, sucking him, drawing him closer and closer to her throat. When Colt’s flaccid form stiffened, he tugged Princess forward and fell against the bed with her head in the bend of his arm.

“Now,” Colt said, whispering against her mouth. “I’m going to fuck you, and I plan to do that several times tonight.”

Colt hadn’t lied. God no, he told the truth from the word go. After Colt suited up to play in the storm, he bound Princess to the bed, tying her arms overhead and kissing her from head to toe, taking a lover’s sweet time as he covered her with his sweet kisses, caressed the special places he’d visited.

Princess never imagined anything like this. Colt worked his mouth over her hard nipples, dropped his head to her stomach and stroked her skin with his lips and tongue.

Every time Princess braced for Colt’s hot mouth to travel to her pussy once more, he towered over her again, offering her a kiss, but never giving her what he desired most.

“On your knees,” Colt growled in Princess’s ear, helping her turn and securing the binds in another fashion so she remained bound to the bed.

Princess came up on all fours and Colt leaned over her. She braced for the first penetration. He cursed, pointed the tip of the lube between her cheeks, and squirted the substance inside her.

“Ooh, that’s warm,” Princess whispered, arching for something far more captivating, pressing against Colt’s cock in an attempt to rush him.

Colt grabbed the paddle. “You’re in a hurry, sub. Don’t push me.” He spanked her ass then until her bottom burned. Then, he began the healing process, the sensual massage that made her pussy sizzle.

He rubbed a salve over her hips and buttocks as he whispered in her ear. “I will take you here,” he promised, inserting a digit between her folds. “And here,” he said, sliding his finger to the outer rim of her forbidden hole.

Before Princess could prepare herself for what would soon be a surprise penetration, Colt released the ties on her wrists and said, “I want you to stick your fingers inside your pretty pussy for me.”

She shivered at his guttural request.