Beautiful Seduction

His words were little more than guttural growls, husky and inviting, leaving me aching inside. When he grabbed my wrists in one hand, I squirmed, but there was no breaking his hold. He shook his head, trailing a single finger down my neck, continuing the path until he reached my pussy. “I can give you great pleasure, my special angel, or I can bring you pain. Which would you prefer?”

Did the man really want me to answer?

“Don’t tease me, Valentin.”

“You don’t seem to understand. You gave up your control the minute you asked me to step into that elevator.” He lowered his head again once again, alternating between biting down on my aching nipples and sucking them tenderly, the yin and yang proving his point.

I was lost in the moment; certain I would have fallen to my knees had he not been holding me. My hardened buds were sensitive and sore, but he refused to stop, driving me to the point of madness. When he swirled his finger around my clit, a scream almost erupted from my throat. I bit my lip to keep from crying, my body swaying and he alternated between the very pain and pleasure he’d promised.

“Oh, God. Oh. Oh…”

He rubbed his finger up and down the length of my pussy several times before pushing past my swollen folds, driving deep into my core. My muscles immediately grabbed the slender invasion, clamping down several times.

“So wet, my sweet angel. Do you want more?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t think I heard you. Tell me what you want.”

“I…” He pinched my clit and I almost managed to jerk out of his hold.

“Do not deny me, Cassidy. Would you like my mouth on your sex? Do you crave having my tongue driven into you hard and fast? Or do you want my cock filling you, fucking you until the early hours of the morning?”

His filthy words only fueled the fire raging within me. After taking several gasping breaths, I couldn’t take it any longer, the pressure building to a dangerous level. “Everything. All of it. I want all of it.”

There were no other words spoken, no hint of what to expect as he yanked me into the air, forcing me to wrap my legs around him. He took long strides across the room, pressing my back up against the floor-to-ceiling window.

“Then my angel shall have everything she wants.” He shifted me up even further until my legs were resting over his shoulders. He was more aggressive than before, spreading my legs far apart then shoving his head between them.

I was thrown by the roughness of his actions, slapping at the window as he thrust his tongue inside. “Oh, God. Oh. My. God.” I turned my head, gasping for air as he licked me. This was pure sin, the feeling of floating free in the air turning my stomach into knots. We were so high up, the lights of the city glistening in the distance. Everything was surreal, pushing my boundaries.

His grip remained firm, his fingers digging into my legs as he feasted. He swirled his tongue around my clit several times before sucking, pulling the tender tissue into his mouth. Every sound he made was an incredible reminder of just how powerful his voice was, savage and raspy. I was thrown by the extreme pleasure, the sensations of falling consuming me.

He growled several times, the sound floating between us.

I drifted away in a hazy sea of lights and colors, my mind incapable of processing what was happening between us. Shivering, I writhed in his hold, still gasping for air. Within seconds, he brought me to a powerful orgasm, my entire body tensing. I pressed my knees against his face, smashing my hands against the window, scratching and clawing as the giant wave of vibrations tore into me.

“Oh, God.”

He refused to stop, tossing his head back and forth, lapping my cream as one climax rolled into a second. I cried out, unable to stop, no longer caring who heard our round of passion. He continued grinding his face into my pussy, his tongue continuing its delicious assault. I was already weak, struggling to breathe normally. The man was insatiable, refusing to let me go. The electricity was so strong, the jolts of current rushing from one of us to the other. I was still thrown by the intensity of our connection, no longer able to deny the unholy attraction.

I was floored at the release, the ecstasy that I’d never felt before. As he slowly eased me down, I lolled my head, my heart thudding.

He gripped my jaw, forcing me to look at him, crushing his mouth over mine. The sweetness of my climax filled my mouth as he thrust his tongue deep inside. The scent of my sex permeated the room, fueling his savagery. I finally broke free of the last chain holding my passion at bay, throwing my arms over his shoulders, scratching his skin.

As he shifted his hips back and forth, grinding his cloth-covered cock against me, I was lightheaded, reeling from the intensity of my orgasm. He finally pulled away, yanking me into his arms once again, and storming toward the other room. When he hurled me onto the bed, I was in shock, scrambling to the edge.

A smile crossed his face, the hard chisel of his jaw highlighted by the moonlight. It cast an eerie shadow around one side of the man, making him even more mysterious, heightening the danger level. I remained on all fours, watching as he undressed, taking his time to unfasten his belt. A strange series of sensations swept over me, visions of being spanked like a bad little girl rolling into the back of my mind. That was ridiculous. No man had ever touched me in that way before.

My heart continued to thud as he unzipped his trousers, peeling away the material. When he rolled them down his hips, I sucked in my breath audibly. The moment his cock was freed, my mouth watered, another wave of enraged desire skittering through me.

How could any man be so well endowed? His cock throbbed, his balls swinging low between his legs. He was so large, I couldn’t think clearly. The moment was a beautiful reminder that passion still existed, the kind of breathtaking experience that neither time nor space could deny.

His legs were just as muscular as the rest of him, the deep V that led to his groin the purest example of his sex appeal. I crawled closer to the edge, more nervous than I’d been in years.

He approached, standing over me and peering down. His chest rose and fell, his eyes slanted. I could swear there was a glow around him, highlighting his dangerous aura.

“Make no mistake, my sweet angel. You now belong to me.”