Pleasure Bound
What if he tied her up? Held her head still while he slid his cock into her mouth?
She began to tremble at the intensely erotic images flashing through her brain.
She opened the beer, then pressed the cold bottle against her chest, to cool herself down. As she walked back into the living room, she continued holding it against her body, but as she walked toward the couch, Zeke watching the bottle against her skin, she dragged it over her breast, then pressed it against her right nipple, which puckered into a tight bud. She stood in front of Zeke and poured a little beer over her left breast.
She grinned. “Oops.”
She handed him the beer, but he shoved it onto the side table and grabbed her waist, then drew her toward him. She gasped at the feel of his mouth surrounding her cold wet nipple, then his tongue swirling over it. Round and round.
“Beer-flavored nipples. Wonderful.”
He grinned at her and she smiled back, but she wanted more. Thoughts of him throwing her to the ground and ravaging her sent her temperature rising.
She stroked her hands over her breasts, then down her stomach and between her legs. Him sitting there fully clothed while she stood before him totally naked turned her on immensely.
She crouched in front of him and reached for his belt and released the buckle, then unzipped his jeans. In a second, she drew out his raging erection and tugged. She eased herself back, allowing his cock to slip from her fingers, and stretched out on the floor.
She opened her legs and dragged her finger along
her slick opening.
“Zeke, I want you to fuck me.”
He grinned and reached for the hem of his T-shirt.
“No, leave it on. Just fuck me. Right now.”
He prowled over her and kissed her neck, then downward to her breast. He sucked hard as he pressed his cockhead to her opening.
“Oh, yes. Push that magnificent cock of yours into me right now.”
He followed her command and drove into her, pinning her tight to the floor.
She gasped, then wrapped her legs around him. He drew back and drove into her again. She moaned, so close she could barely hold herself together.
“Fuck me. Faster.”
He thrust into her. One stroke. Two. She wailed as an explosive orgasm catapulted her to ecstasy. She clung to him as he hammered into her. Deep. Hard. Her wail turned to a moan as ecstasy blossomed into blissful surrender. He groaned and she felt his liquid heat inside her, then her body turned to mush.
A soft giggle slipped from her lips as he lifted her in his arms and carried her to bed.
* * *
Ty grabbed his mail from the box then headed toward the elevator. He stepped inside and, as the doors closed, saw Marie racing toward him.
“Ty, wait.”
He pressed the Open button and she rushed inside, panting.
“Thanks.” She sucked in a deep breath as the door closed. “I’ve got a date tonight and I’m running late.”
The elevator moved upward, the floor numbers increasing on the LED display above the panel of buttons.
“Again? You’re seeing this new guy a lot.” He succeeded in making his voice sound teasing, despite his clenched jaw.
She grinned. “I don’t know. It’s been a whole two dates so far … not counting the weekend.”
He hated the wistful look in her eyes as she thought about her new lover. Damn, it should have been him!