Only Pleasure (Bound Hearts 10)

He slapped the side of her ass.

"More. Please. Please. More. "

He breathed in roughly at her cries. He tapped her harder, slid his cock in and out with slow strokes. Nothing hard. Nothing fast. Just a steady impalement and retreat, working her open, feeling her tighten around him as her cries became distant and dazed.

She was losing herself to the pleasure. That was where he needed her. Ah God, he needed her there faster.

He pushed inside her, paused.

"Don't stop!" She bucked back against him, trying to close her thighs tighter together as he held them open with his knees.

Sweet God. Pinpoints of sharp, ecstatic sensation tore along the shaft of his cock to his balls. He could feel the tremors of release shuddering in his scrotum, rippling up his back.

There was only one thought in his mind, the need to come. To fill her. To pump his seed inside her.

Chase shook his head and ignored the harsh, heavy beat of his heart. Slowly. Slow and easy. She was almost there. Almost.

Once he took her where he needed her to be, the rest would be easier. Her complete surrender. The utter submission to the pleasure, to where each touch he could give her would fill even her subconscious. Ease her. Make each venture into a new realm of pleasure easier for her.

He hoped. Unless this adventure was too soon.

He shook that thought away. He wouldn't let that happen. He couldn't let it happen.

"Ah Kia. " He leaned over her, letting one hand move from her hip to the rounded curve of her breast.

Her nipple was so tight beneath his fingers that the slightest pressure had her jerking, nearing climax.

He nipped her shoulder, smiling at the thought of the pleasure, agonizing, addictive, that he could feel rolling through her.

He closed his eyes, shafting inside her ass with slow, shallow strokes. He had to keep the sensations peaking without pushing her over the edge.

"Chase. Oh God. Chase, please. " The sound of desperation filled her voice, pleasure so rich, so intense she couldn't ask for it to end now.

But he was approaching his own limit. The feel of her ass, so sweet and hot around his dick was going to cause him to go off. He couldn't maintain it. Not at this level or he'd lose it for both of them.

He eased out of the tight grip, sliding free of her.

"No!" Her hoarse scream rent the air. "Don't you stop, Chase. Not yet. "

He held her in place, his hands on her hips, keeping her from pressing her clit into the mattress for those few, imperative seconds when she could have actually achieved her orgasm.

Once it passed, a shudder racing up her spine, Chase released her and moved from the bed.

"Where the hell are you going?" Panic filled her voice.

"Not far, sweetheart," he promised, keeping his voice even as he stepped into the bathroom. Once there, he pulled a supple, inflatable butt plug from its packaging and washed it thoroughly before washing his cock. As he dried and wiped the sweat from his chest, he gazed back at her.

She was watching him, her look fierce, filled with raging hunger as her hips undulated on the bed. Instinctive. She was keeping that pinnacle instinctively. He wouldn't have to regain the ground he had lost in moving from her, in giving himself a chance to ease his own level of excitement back to a controllable point.

Lifting the erotic toy from the sink, he moved back into the room. She looked at it, at him, and closed her eyes, knowing what was coming.

Chase eased behind her once again. He lubricated the toy quickly and pressed it against her.

"Take it," he growled. "Like you took me, Kia. Take all of it. "

She moaned and eased back.

"There you go, beautiful girl," he whispered as she worked herself farther onto the thick base. "Take all of it, for me. Slow and easy. "