Body Rush (Masters of Pleasure 1)

Roni straightened and turned. Jake clutched the leather belt in his hand as if at war with himself. Without taking her eyes off him, Roni knelt down, then awaited Jake’s next erotic command.

“Good. Now, touch yourself.”

Reaching between her legs, Roni smoothed her fingers over her clit, her gaze riveted to his heavy erection. The hard, throbbing cock would stretch and fill her.

“Fuck yeah. You look so damn hot,” Jake gritted out.

Roni grinned and used her other hand to cup her breast and squeeze. Jake’s savage expression had her ready to explode. As she moved her fingers to her nipple, teasing and driving herself higher, she started to smooth two fingers into her tight opening. Jake’s hand snaked out and he dug his fingers into her hair. “Enough. I want your mouth. Suck my dick, baby.”

When she continued to tease her own body, he tugged a lock of her hair, forcing her to stop.

Roni smiled as her mind whirled with mischievous thoughts. It wouldn’t be any fun if he continuously got his way. Time to find out what the man was made of. She rose to her feet and quickly sidestepped him, heading toward the bedroom door. The deep timbre of his voice vibrated down her spine as he called after her.

6

Jake couldn’t believe what he was seeing. She was walking away? He could bend metal with the heavy weight of his cock, yet Roni appeared unaffected.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?”

“I’m not in a very cooperative mood.”

Damn infuriating woman would be the death of him. “Get your ass back here, Roni. Now!” Jake commanded.

The tone in his voice should have stopped her cold. Grown men scurried when he used that tone. Not Roni. She was baiting him and he knew it.

“If I’m forced to come after you, you’ll be punished.”

“Sticks and stones, darling,” Roni called over her shoulder.

In a few long strides, Jake caught up to her. He swung her around and flipped her over his shoulder, then swatted her ass.

“Neanderthal!”

“Brat,” he shot right back as he took her back to the bed and plopped her onto it. Not giving her another chance to escape, Jake held her down with one hand and got on top of her. Straddling her waist, he leaned down and murmured, “I knew it’d be difficult for you to drop the dominatrix thing for a night. Good thing I’m a patient man.”

As his lips crashed down on hers, Jake’s mind went blank. She so easily lit his body on fire with her addicting flavor. All he wanted was to fill her, push his cock inside her tight heat and stay there for about a century.

He licked her bottom lip and sucked it into his mouth, nibbling the soft flesh. She arched up and moaned, as if ready to plead for him to fuck her. Jake wanted to. Hard. Slow. Both. She would give it to him; he knew it in his marrow.

Before he lost his head entirely, Jake lifted the black belt from the end of the bed and smoothed the warm leather over her wrists. He tickled her a few times before he wrapped the belt securely around both wrists.

He lifted and stared down at the little beauty. Her arms were above her head and she was completely at his mercy. Jake waited for her to protest, but she simply grinned up at him.

“You’re a very bad girl. I gave you a specific order and you chose to ignore it.”

“Your point is?”

Jake chuckled. Even bound she refused to submit. “That smart mouth will get you into trouble one of these days, princess.”

“A big, strong man like you can handle a little backtalk.”

He chuckled. “Flattery won’t get you out of this.”

“What do you propose then?”

He slowly moved down her body until her pussy was level with his mouth. He kissed her swollen clit, then plunged his tongue deep into her silken depths. He closed his eyes and savored the sweet, tangy flavor of her passion. He would crave her hot, exotic taste. When he withdrew and lifted his lips a scant inch, Roni’s eager gaze ate him alive.

“A blindfold.”