Embraced (6 page)

Sax knew he was walking a thin, fragile line
with Marey. Her sexual confidence, as Ella had warned him, was extremely low.
Nearly untried, hesitant, frightened, but so naturally sensual she was blowing
his mind as she licked and probed at the tight, desperate flesh of his cock.

He wanted to push inside her mouth, wanted
to fuck her lips and feel her sucking at him hungrily. But not yet. He had to
let her take him as she needed him, explore and make him insane with the hot
bite of lust.

His fingers tightened in her hair as her
lips finally began to join the play. She sipped at the head of his cock,
caressing him with feather soft strokes he was certain were designed to strip
him of control. She was killing him, lick by slow, luscious lick.

“Oh hell. Yes. God, yes.” The words were
torn from him as her lips finally, blessedly, wrapped around the straining head
of his cock and sucked him in.

Heat lashed at him, whipping through his
shaft, tightening his scrotum and sending electrical impulses of sheer sensual
pleasure streaking up his spine. He held her head, keeping her in position,
holding her that she could only suck him deeper, but never fully release him.

She was moaning around the flesh stuffing
her mouth, her tongue lashing at it as she sucked at him.

“Damn, your mouth is paradise,” he growled.
“All silky and wet and hot. Suck it, baby. Suck my dick, sweetheart.”

He couldn’t stop the words from pouring
from his lips. Each phrase made her hotter, made her mouth tighten on him, her
little tongue to go wild along the underside of the bulging head.

“That’s a good girl,” he crooned to her,
closing his eyes, his head falling back on his shoulders as she sucked him like
a little sex goddess. “Damn, Marey, that’s so good. So damned good it’s all I
can do to hold back, baby.”

He could feel the tightening in his balls,
feel his release gathering, threatening to break the fragile control he was
fighting so hard for. He wouldn’t come in her mouth, not yet, not like this.
When he filled her with his semen, it would be in a far more satisfying place
than her sweet, hot little mouth. At least, he hoped it would.

“Enough.” His voice was a rasping sound of
desperation as his fingers pulled at her hair in warning, intending to draw her
back.

A sharp moan echoed around the stiff flesh
she suckled as he pulled the strands. Her fingers clenched tighter at his
straining thighs as her back arched.

Sax grimaced tightly, tugging at her hair
again.

She whimpered, the sound one of dazed,
intense pleasure. So he pulled harder.

Big mistake.

Her mouth moved on him, shuttling up and
down, sucking him voraciously as her little tongue stroked and probed and
pushed him further over the line. Her hands wrapped around the base of his
cock, holding it steady, stroking in time to her mouth above as he pulled her
hair again.

Slick wet heat engulfed him nearly to her
throat. She was taking more of him, ravenous now. “Marey, baby. I’ll come down
your throat,” he warned her desperately. “Let up, sweetheart, or you’re going
to get every drop of it.”

She stroked him more intently than ever,
her mouth consuming him as he bucked against her, fucking past her lips as his
hands pulled at her hair, relishing the unbidden, kittenish little mewls of
pleasure that erupted from her throat.

He hadn’t meant to take her like this
first, he thought despairingly as he felt his balls tighten further, the
tingling at the base of his spine intensifying. But it was paradise. Paradise
and torment at once, and he was helpless against her. For now.

He held her steady, his hands exerting
pressure on her hair as he deepened his strokes, driving into her suckling
lips, his body tightening, sensitizing…

“Son of a bitch. Suck it, baby. Suck my
dick, Marey. Take it all.”

He felt the first hard pulse of semen as it
shot from the head of his cock, splattering against the back of her throat as
she began to swallow, moaning and twisting against him as he buried in deeper
and gave her all he had. Harsh, rapid jets of seed spewing into her mouth, only
to be caught by her hungry little tongue and consumed until he had nothing left
to give.

He pulled back from her then, ignoring the
soft cry of regret as his cock pulled free of her lips with a hollow little
“pop”.

“Come here.” He urged her to straighten as
his hands went to the metal snap of her jeans. “Kick your shoes off for me,
baby.”

He was pushing the waistband over her hips,
going to his knees and burying his face in the soft flesh of her stomach as she
shuddered in his grip.

“Your mouth is destructive,” he whispered
before allowing his tongue to dip out and probe at the shallow indention of her
navel as she struggled out of her sneakers. Then he was pushing her jeans to
her ankles, lifting her feet free and opening his eyes to stare up at her.

“You were a very naughty little girl,” he
drawled as his hand stroked up her leg to curl around the curve of a buttock.
“Do you know what naughty little girls get?”

Her eyes darkened further, almost black now
as he caressed her ass.

She shook her head sharply, her lips parted
as she fought to draw in air. She looked dazed, almost uncomprehending as he
licked at the damp, rounded flesh of her belly.

“They get spanked,” he whispered then,
watching her eyes, her expression.

Curiosity and trepidation filled both.

God, he couldn’t believe how innocent she
was, so sweetly untried that it would be the same as taking a virgin. Something
he had never dreamed would turn him on until now.

He rose slowly to his feet, pulling her to
the bed and sitting down as he stared back at her.

“I’m going to spank you,” he told her,
relishing the very idea of it. “I’m going to make your ass and your pussy burn
so bright you’re going to scream for me to take you. To fuck you until you
can’t breathe for coming.”

“I will now,” she gasped, her engorged,
hard-tipped breasts rising and falling sharply.

His cock jerked at her rough declaration.

He glanced at the crotch of her panties. A
silky thong that left her ass bare and clearly showed the dampness seeping from
her pussy. He was going to bury his mouth there and see if it was possible to
lick her dry. His mouth watered at the thought.

“You will anyway.” He pulled her to him,
drawing her down across his knees as she shuddered, the soft curves of her ass
clenching.

Stretched over his lap, her head hanging
down, her feet lifted from the ground, his hand smoothed over the soft, creamy
perfection of her ass. He lifted the little band of fabric from the cleft of
her butt, grimacing in raging lust as he parted the cheeks of her ass and
glimpsed the small, delicate entrance to her anus.

Tempting. Tight. His cock clenched at the
memory of being buried there.

He returned the material to its resting
place, smoothed his hand over her butt then lifted it for the first soft blow.

She flinched, crying out at the first small
smack. Not pain, he could tell by the arch of her sweet backside that it wasn’t
pain. Or at least, not a pain she didn’t want to experience again.

The erotic, sensual burn on her butt was
driving her crazy. She could feel her flesh heating, absorbing each small smack
as it tingled and ached for more. She had never known anything so sexual, so
completely naughty as being bent over Sax’s knee, her ass burning from each
erotic blow.

“You flush so pretty,” he praised her, his
voice dark and rough as another burning caress was applied to her rear. “A soft
beautiful little blush.” She shivered, jerking and crying out as he landed
another soft blow.

It wasn’t painful. It heated her flesh by
degrees and sent sensations whipping through her body with lightning fast
precision. Each little smack heralded a sharp, burgeoning ache in her pussy,
making her juices flow from the ache deep inside. Her clit was swollen,
throbbing, desperate for his touch.

“So pretty, Marey.” His hand smoothed her
buttock a second before he smacked it again.

She writhed on his knees, pressing her
pussy into his thigh and whimpering with the rising demand vibrating there. She
was burning. Each well-aimed, carefully timed smack to her rear only increased
the flames.

“Sax, please…” she finally wailed as the
next, firmer tap sent her senses careening. She jerked, shuddering as a burning
lash flayed her clit and sent fiery fingers of sensation to attack her womb.

Her pussy was soaked. She could feel the
juices clinging to her flesh, dampening her panties. Fire burned her from her
ass to her cunt, making her writhe with a lust she hadn’t thought was possible.

Before she could gasp, he lifted her,
turning her in his arms and depositing her on the bed as he came over her. His
cock stood out from his body like a flesh and blood lance, the tapered head
glistening with pre-come.

His lips came down on hers again. A hard,
deep kiss that had her moaning, twisting beneath him as her hands gripped his
shoulders and her hips lifted to him.

“Not yet,” he growled, his voice rough as
his lips moved to her cheek, her neck. “Not yet, Marey. I’ve waited too long
for this, I have no intention of rushing it.”

“Sax, you’re burning me alive,” she
whimpered.

It wasn’t supposed to be this good. How was
she supposed to survive losing something that felt this good, and he had even
taken her yet.

“You’ll burn brighter before I’ve
finished,” he warned her, the dominance in his tone making her shiver in
anticipation.

His hands cupped her breasts then, lifting
them to his lips. She watched, spellbound, as his tongue curled around the
stiff peak of her nipple, licking at it, sending lightning-bright sensation
shooting to her clit.

She convulsed with the pleasure, shuddering
beneath him as he sucked the tender tip into his mouth, rasping it gently with
his teeth before sucking it firmly. Her head twisted on the mattress as she
fought to breathe. Arousal pulsed through her body like a hard electrical
current, sensitizing her nerve endings, whipping through her bloodstream and
driving her closer to an edge of pleasure she could never have imagined.

“Damn, you’re exquisite,” he growled as his
lips began to roam lower.

He spread her thighs wide as he licked and
kissed his way over her midriff, her abdomen, growing steadily closer to the
steamy pussy covered by little more than a scrap of silk.

Silk that a second later ripped beneath his
hands.

Excitement burst through her bloodstream,
anticipation electrified her flesh.

She stared down her body, watching as he
pushed her legs apart a second before he licked his lips and lowered his head.

The first firm, broad lick of his tongue
through the drenched slit of her pussy nearly threw her over the edge into
climax. She shuddered in the grip of pleasure, crying out hoarsely as she
lifted her hips, begging for that final stroke that would throw her over the
edge.

“Not yet.” His voice was raw, carnal lust.
“I’m going to taste you first, Marey. Every soft, slick, sweet inch of this
delectable pussy is mine now. And I promise you’ll never forget it.”

She screamed a second later as his tongue
plunged inside her. There were no gentle preliminaries, no warning. She was
empty, then she was filled, his tongue stroking inside her as his hands gripped
her buttocks and lifted her to his mouth.

He sucked at the juices that flowed from
her, hummed his approval of her taste and her response against her clit until
she was begging, screaming. She was dying in need of him.

“Please, Sax.” Her hands gripped the
comforter with desperate hands. “Please now. I can’t stand it any longer.”

He moaned against her flesh, his tongue
suddenly flaying her clit, lashing at it with devilish greed as the pleasure
grew and grew toward the explosion that would rip through her and destroy her
mind. Her eyes widened, her lips opened to scream but all that emerged was a
hoarse, brittle cry as her orgasm built, exploded through her with a force that
left her convulsing, her muscles locking in desperate sensation as he came over
her.

“You’re not finished yet, Marey.”

She felt the broad head of his cock press
against the tender opening of her pussy, and while the spasms of her climax
echoed through the clenching flesh, felt him begin to push inside her.

“Damn.” He grimaced almost painfully as she
arched, a throttled scream tearing from her throat as fiery pleasure-pain
assaulted the muscles of her pussy as he began to stretch them open. “You’re so
fucking tight, baby.”

She couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t survive
it. She felt every inch of his erection as it tunneled inside her, stretching
apart unused muscles, stroking nerve endings she didn’t know she possessed.

The previous climax wasn’t given time to
die away or to abate before he began building the next one. Marey stared up at
him, her eyes locked with his, bemusement whipping through her as she gasped,
tried to beg but could only cry out as he shifted against her and wedged
tighter and deeper inside her.

“You feel like wet silk. Hot, tight wet
silk.” His voice was a hoarse rumble as he breathed roughly above her, but his
words…his words had her pussy convulsing around him as more of her juices eased
his way.

Retreat, reenter. Retreat, reenter.
Pulsing, throbbing strokes opened her tender flesh as he thrust his cock inside
her. In and out, probing, deepening, wringing gasping screams from her throat
as each stroke drove her higher.

“Oh, baby,” he whispered as he lowered his
head, kissing her lips, her neck. “Do you know how good this feels? Your pussy
tightening around me, milking me like an erotic little mouth, sucking me in
even as it tries to force me out.”