What was it to be, this time? Last time he had taken her like a cat, thrusting at her from behind, slapping her hard on the rump and biting the back of her neck as she came, ramming hard up against her palpating cervix. Hard, dirty sex.
The memory of it pushed her ever closer. She stroked her clit back and forth, ever faster, until she came in a dazzling rush. For a moment she had to shut her eyes in order not to collapse back onto the bed. It was important that she kept her equilibrium, because she knew he had not even started yet.
"You better hurry up and get over here, or I might not need you at all," she challenged.
"You're bluffing." Shaun grinned. He reached for his jeans.
Tina watched as he pulled the belt from them, slowly releasing the long key chain from its enclosure.
The key chain.
She hadn't been able to keep her eyes off it when she'd first met him.
He unhooked the keys and snapped it free from the belt. She burnt up inside as she remembered how she'd immediately noticed the slinky chain and associated it with his sexuality. That very morning she'd reached out and held onto it while they spoke in the kitchen, tugging on it to let him know how much she wanted him. Something about the key chain had always turned her on. Did he know that? Could he read her mind?
The snake-like coil, topped with its gnarled fob, hung in his hand. His eyes were filled with dark energy. He touched one end of the chain against her naked belly. She looked at his cock. Always in her mind she saw it with that chain on the hip, that sexy chain.
He leaned over her and kissed her, gently. With one hand on her breastbone he pressed her to the bed, indicating that she should lie flat. Her eyes closed. She felt the roll of the chain over her breasts—wincing slightly when it passed over her nipples, but longing for the return of its pressure on them when it moved on—and brushed gently over her chin. She felt the chain slide between her lips, across her tongue. Then he kissed her, capturing the chain between the open mouths. The act made something knot inside her. His tongue pursued and arrested hers, the cold locks of chain moving between their tongues. He shifted it from side to side, and then drew it free.
She gasped when she felt his finger steal lower, the ridged knot of one knuckle nudging up against her clitoris. Then he moved a finger inside her, stealing into the humid wetness that awaited his cock. She felt the damp brush of the chain against her thigh. Her breath was caught on the thrust of his finger while she wondered what he was going to do next. She didn't have to wonder for long.
He withdrew his finger then inserted it again with the head of the key fob inside the crook of his finger. Propelling the hard nubs of the chain deep inside her, he stared down at her for her reaction, as if fascinated.
The cold hardness of the fob leading the coiled sliver of the chain, alongside his hot agile finger, drew a lingering moan from her. She was so aroused that she was slick with her own juices and growing wetter by the moment. Then he withdrew his finger slowly, so slowly, leaving the chain inside her. She could no longer breathe normally, her breath seeped in and out, carried on her moans of desire. She was his willing supplicant at that moment. Truly, she was.
He was watching her, and she could see that he was just as turned on by the strange significance of the interaction as she was. The chain began to move. She saw it first in the flex of his biceps and then the result of his movement inside her, so intense, so specific. Each nub and dip of the chain ran along the sensitive ring of muscle that lined the entrance to her sex, when he drew it out. Oh yes, each smooth hard nub and dip sent ripples of pleasure through her every nerve ending.
Oh, how she moaned.
He drew the chain out then paused, and pushed the bulk of it back inside, pulled gently against it again, until finally he withdrew it. He ran its coils across his tongue, sucking her juices from it, before dropping it on to the bed. She rolled onto her side, an anguished moan of need escaping her. It wasn't long before his hard shaft slid inside to replace the more malleable shape of the metal.
The he drew the chain across her hips above the place where they were joined, trapping it between them and rolling it over the soft, sensitive skin there as he made love to her. Exquisite sensation upon exquisite sensation.
"I'm not hurting you, am I, sweetheart?" he whispered to her, in between slow, deep thrusts and luxuriant kisses. "Don't let me hurt you, Tina, don't let me ever hurt you."
Her core clamped on his cock.
His comment was so intimate, but so serious. He wasn't talking about sex. He was warning her about something else, about the depth of this thing between them. He was stating that he would hurt her if he ended it, which meant that he knew that about her.
Emotion welled inside her, but it only made her orgasm more delicious.
She knew then that she loved him, and when she came it was with her hands wrapped around his head, her gaze locked with his.
Chapter Four
"Looks like I lost the bet." Ray stood by Shaun's desk and shook his head in a faux sad gesture. "Not a word has passed Tina's lips about what's going on between you two, despite my wife's best efforts to pump her for information."
Shaun nodded. "Thought as much. She's strong. She doesn't need anyone and she's not a blabber."
Why did he feel disappointed by that? Her independence was what attracted him to her. He wanted her to be all fire and ice. Perhaps he needed to hear it wasn't just about sex, or that she had secretly told Kate she cared for him and wanted more. Like he did. And he did. He just couldn't deal with that right now. Maybe if she said something it would make it easier for him.
Or I could just blow it all by saying the wrong thing at the wrong time.
What if she was just about to end it and walk away? He'd be the mug then. The self-reliance he prided himself on didn't make this situation easy.
Just ask her, fool.
He shrugged off the devil that prodded his conscience. Something had to give, that was for sure, but could he take the risk and lose all?