Pleasure Bound

“Think about me watching you, while this guy fucks you hard. Imagine me behind you, driving my cock into your tight little ass.”

She sucked in a breath as his coarse words sent her imagination whirling. She could almost feel his cock pressing against her back opening, then pushing inside. As one cock drove into her vagina, the imaginary one drove into her from behind. Oh, she longed to feel that for real.

“Two cocks thrusting into you,” Zeke murmured as he stroked her hair back. “Two men making love to you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you.”

She nodded, then moaned as his finger stroked her clit. Then a mind-shattering orgasm blasted through her and she wailed as she shot into ecstasy.

“Oh God, sweet thing, you are so hot!” He groaned then exploded within her.

* * *

Ty finished his juice, then stroked the fur-ball once and headed for the door.

“Ty.”

He glanced toward the hallway. Had Marie called his name?

“Oh … Ty!”

Hell, she was in there making out with some other guy. His hands balled into fists. Yet, she called out Ty’s name. Was it a slip on her part, or was the other guy named Ty, too?

Not likely. Ty grinned. So it looked like Marie had feelings for him. One thing was for sure, if it was a slip, this new romance of hers had probably just come to an abrupt end.

* * *

As Zeke held this über sexy woman close to him, he couldn’t believe his luck. She was so hot, yet so incredibly sweet. Definitely not his usual kind of woman. But she brought out a protective side of him.

He wanted to keep her safe, but at the same time he wanted to push her to the limit. To command her and control her until she burst from the sheer pleasure of it. Because he could sense that she wanted to be Dominated. She’d probably love it if he tied her up until she was totally helpless, then manhandled every delectable inch of her incredibly sexy body. Or if he snapped a collar around her neck and commanded her to pleasure him completely.

He kissed her forehead as she snuggled her head against his chest, thinking about the pleasures he would introduce her to in the coming weeks. Because he had no intention of letting go of this woman.

* * *

Marie sighed as Zeke stroked her head. The curly hairs on his chest tickled her nose as she nuzzled her cheek against his solid, muscle-ridged flesh.

She had totally gotten into it when Zeke instructed—no, commanded—her to imagine Ty making love to her. Calling out Ty’s name … thinking of his cock filling her … really made her feel like Ty was the one making love to her.

Even now, she longed for Ty’s arms around her, even though she currently lay naked and wrapped around Zeke’s hot, hard body.

Ty was solid and dependable. He was the kind of guy she usually dated. And he was super sexy and gorgeous. But Zeke was wild and sexy and crazy, in a good way. Exciting. And different. And maybe that’s what she needed right now. Different. Ty was a safe choice, but probably not a good choice. After all, she’d always dated his type and the relationships always ended. After a few months, she always ended up feeling restless and eager to move on. Which meant his type probably wasn’t the right type for her, and she didn’t want to risk messing up a great friendship. Not that she really thought Zeke would lead to happily-ever-after, but he would help her break out of her rut and figure out what she really wanted in a man.

All she knew right now was that tame wasn’t it. She wanted someone who would push her limits. Let her get a little wild and funky. From everything she knew about Ty, that wasn’t him.

* * *

Marie grabbed her second earring and slid it into the hole in her ear, then raced toward the living room to answer the door. A second knock sounded. She glanced at the clock on the DVD player. Seven forty-four. She still had to finish putting on her makeup, make breakfast, and get out the door in time to catch her bus at

eight thirty.

She peered out the peephole. Ty stood on the other side of the door.

She sucked in a breath as heat suffused her cheeks. What did he think of her after correctly guessing that she’d had a man in her bed yesterday morning? He knew she hadn’t been dating anyone before the long weekend, thus the man in her bed was basically a stranger.

She pulled open the door.

“Good morning.” She smiled.

He smiled at her. She couldn’t help noticing how handsome he looked in his work clothes. His broad shoulders filled out his royal blue shirt quite nicely, and his dove gray dress pants accentuated his trim waist and long legs. No doubt, he would complete the outfit with a tie just before he left for his job as a software architect.