Hell in a Handbasket - The Journey (15 page)

His eyes widened
as I downed the last of my drink.
"Really good.
Can I have another one?"

He took the glass
from my hand shaking his head. "No, sweetheart, I don't think you can
right now. I want you relaxed, not drunk."

I frowned and he
smiled.
"Maybe later."

I beamed.
"Okay!" He shook his head as he set both glasses behind him on the
coffee table.

"So…you said
something I did earlier hurt but in a good way?" He had turned back to me
and braced his hands against the couch like he had them previously. "Can
you tell me what it was?"

I blushed with
a frenzy
. It crept up my neck and set its sights on
corrupting my face. I turned my face away from Ryder. I kept my eyes on him,
though, as I licked my lips and then sucked my bottom lip into my mouth.
"Maybe, if you do it again, I might remember what it was…" I gave him
a sweet half smile, which earned me a deep chuckle that turned into a rumble.
The vibrating rumble started in his chest but ended up leaking from my core.

"Let me see
if I can remember what I was doing…" He shot me a glance filled with fever
and his should-be-illegal hell in a hand basket smile. He leaned down towards
my breasts again. He took one nipple in his mouth and suckled…I moaned…He
stopped and sat up.

I gasped
"What? Why are you stopping?"

He grinned,
"Was that it? Was that what hurt?"

"NO-
uh
!"

He smirked
"Well, Hhhmmmm…maybe it was this…" He leaned forward, taking my
nipple back into his mouth. He sucked briefly and then licked it, laved it back
and forth and then around and around.

I groaned and he
stopped and sat up again.

"What the
hell…why are you stopping now?" My mind was foggy from the drink starting
to hit me, plus when Ryder started loving me, my mind usually went haywire.

His smile was
adorable. "Well how else am I supposed to find out what it is I did that
hurt you, if I don't stop, my sweet?"

"Red!
Red! Remember
the safe word? Red! If you hurt me I will say the safe word…You do not stop
until I say it…got it?" I sounded exasperated but really I was just way
too horny.

He smiled his
should be outlawed smile. "Your wish is my command, my Queen."

Oh Holy! My inner
core got hot and felt way too heavy in that moment. Those last two words caused
something deep within me to combust, igniting a flame I didn't even know
existed.

He resumed his
loving management of my breasts, stroking them with both the pads of his
fingertips as well as his fingernails. First he would scrape my breasts and
nipples with his nails, causing tiny prickles of pain. I gasped sharply with
each prickle. He would stop again just briefly, as if waiting to see if I would
say the word. He turned his attention back to my breasts as he eased the pain
by rubbing my breasts and nipples with the pads of his fingertips. I moaned in
appreciation with each rub.

He placed my
right nipple into his mouth and began sucking, gently at first and then
increasing the intensity. I mewled. Then he switched to my left nipple. I hung
my head over the arm of the couch and arched my back in an attempt to shove
more into his mouth. His right hand left my breast hanging in his mouth, and
began a burning campaign down my side and settled on my hip. He gripped it
tightly and I gasped. He looked at me expectantly. I smiled and tried to nod.

"I'm…fine…"
I blinked a few times before my eyes drooped of their own accord.

He clutched onto
my hip even tighter but I didn't flinch at the pain. A moan escaped from deep
within me. He smiled and moved his hand further down my thigh. He tightened his
hold on my thigh, my heart rate increased and my breathing started to sound
like rapid-fire exhaust leaks. He clamped down even tighter on my thigh and I
felt my mound become wet. "Oooouuunnnhhh…"

Ryder chuckled
and moved down between my legs. He leaned back and started rubbing my pussy.

"Uuuugggnnnnhhhh…"

With his finger
he began an invasion campaign. First my outer lips, then he trailed a finger
inside, splitting them open. He started that rub of up and down. I mewled and
arched, trying to get his finger in me. As soon as I tried it, his finger was
suddenly gone.

I whimpered.
"Nooo…"

He smirked.
"Shhhhhh, Maeve, just relax…"

“I…thought…I
was…relaxed…"

He chuckled and
started rubbing his finger up and down just inside my labia. I groaned and
arched again.

"Un-Uh…"
He wagged his finger at me.

I pouted and then
sighed as he put his finger back to begin his torturous teasing, rubbing his
finger inside my labia but not quite entering me. Over and over again he
tortured me in this way. Then he laid his finger lengthwise against my opening,
just holding it there and began stroking my clit with the palm of his hand. I
thought I would come unhinged. I seriously thought about moving to try and get
his finger in me but I didn't want to lose any connection with him so I tried
to keep still. I shuddered. He leaned forward, placed his mouth against mine.

"Sweetheart,
I know this is all new to you, but I want to try something different with you.
OK?"

"Hunnnggghhh?"
I couldn't get
my eyes to open.

"Maeve, I
need you to look at me…"

My eyes opened
just a crack. "Huh?"

"I want you
to try and not come until I tell you to do so. Do you think you can do
that?"

My eyes popped
open wide. "What? I…just…started…having…doing…that. Why do you want me to
stop?" I pouted.

He chuckled and it
sounded like a car driving over a gravel road. "I don't want you to stop,
sweetheart. I want you to hold off, if you can, until I tell you to come."

I shot him a look
of complete confusion.

"It will
intensify your pleasure.
If you can, great.
If not,
we'll just keep working on it until you’re able to."

I got a devious
look on my face. I started thinking that this would be a great way to keep
having sex with Ryder; we'd have to keep working on it, because I wasn't gonna
try and stop it.

Ryder laughed his
deep vibrator laugh. "No Maeve. I don't want you to pretend to try."

Can he read my
mind?

"I want you
to really try. It will be worth it, I promise. Besides, this is only the tip of
the iceberg. There is so much more that I want to introduce you to, so much
more I want to do with you. So there is no need to pretend. Okay?"

I nodded, unsure
of my ability to even speak.

"Good.
Here's how it's going to work. I'm going to get you close and then stop
everything."

"But…"
I huffed. "I thought that…you would only stop if I said the word
red."

"We've moved
past that. You only get to say the word red if you're hurt or it’s too intense
for you. Understand?"

I didn't say
anything as I thought about it. I must have taken too long to think about it.

"Maeve,
sweetheart, do you want me to stop?"

"No!"

"Then what
is it?"

"Too much
information, not enough blood flow to the brain…"

He chuckled.
"Just do as I say and you'll be fine…
hell,
you'll
be more than just fine."

Somewhere inside
of me, I must have liked the idea. Ryder bent over again and placed his hand
against my pussy. "Oh God, Maeve, you are so wet." He gulped hard.

"Still
all your doing."
I smirked lazily.

He grinned.
"Good, let's keep it that way." Waggle, waggle. I see he was back to
the waggling eyebrow review.

He laid his
finger back flat against me like before and placed his palm on my clit. My body
convulsed but he didn't move his hand.

He rubbed my clit
once in a circular motion and then stopped. We both took a deep breath. His was
labored and mine was shaky. While keeping his finger flat, he swept his finger
up and down the opening of my pussy. Once, twice then stopped and rubbed my
clit in a back and forth motion.
Once then twice.
My
body twinged and he stopped.

"Ryder,
please." I begged. "I don't think I can take much more."

"Tell me
what you want Maeve."

"I want you
to not stop." I was feeling frustrated and exasperated.

"No Maeve,
tell me, what do you want…
exactly
."

"Uh…I…you
know."

"No, Maeve,
I don't know. What do you
want
?"

"Um…I
want…you…to keep…doing what you were doing."

"What was I
doing?"

"Ryder, I
don't understand." My face was colored with more frustration.

"Say it
Maeve, say the words. Tell me exactly in complete words what do
you
want."

"I want you
to finger me." I looked hopeful that I had gotten the answer right.

"Where
Maeve, where do you want me to finger you?"

"In
me…in my…hole?"

"Which hole
Maeve?"

"Uh…" I
was conflicted. I had let this man do so many things to me, with me and in some
very unusual places. Why was it so difficult for me to say one little word?

"Say it…I'm
not going to start again until you do…"

"Pussy,
dammit.
I want you to finger my pussy…Happy now?"

"Not
yet, but I'm getting there and you will be too!"

"Now will
you start again?" I'm not sure where this bossy person was coming from,
but if she got him to continue, she could hang around for a while.

"Say it,
Maeve…"

I was getting
tired of this game. I took a deep breath and then huffed. "Ryder, please,
will you finger my pussy? Will you please make me wetter than I have ever been
in my life?"

He
grinned…"It will be my pleasure, my sweet!"

* * * *

Ryder jammed two
fingers into me at once. I felt an electrical current surge through me causing
my body to convulse, and my back to arch. His fingers pumped into me several
times when he suddenly brought his fingers to the edge and swirled them. Then
he took them and dipped them down towards my anus. I gasped loudly and froze
mid arc. He stopped but didn't remove his fingers, he just waited patiently. I
didn't realize I was holding my breath until I started breathing again.

He moved his
fingers back up and inserted them into my pussy. He began pumping me furiously
and just when I thought I would come apart, he removed his fingers. He brought
his fingers to the very edge, swirled them a few times and then slowly dragged
them back to my ass hole. Once again I gasped and froze. He stopped and simply
waited.

"Maeve,
sweetheart, I'm gonna let you have one orgasm. Then I'm going to fuck you hard.
Are you okay with that?"

I tried to pry my
eyes open and nod. I'm not real sure if I managed either but I heard Ryder
chuckle deeply.

He reached back
down, inserted two fingers back into me and began another assault.
Pumping furiously into me.
He leaned forward and ensnared
one of my nipples with his teeth. When he touched my clit with his thumb, my
world started a brutal spiral. He let go of my nipple and whispered near my
ear. "Come for me, Maeve."

I cried out and
my body seized. The waves cascaded and crashed so vehemently that I saw stars
behind my eyes. As soon as my breathing eased, I felt Ryder remove his fingers
from my core. I took a few more shaky breaths.

"I told you
waiting would be worth it." Ryder was rubbing small circles on my stomach
with a look of satisfaction implanted on his face.

I smiled the
smile of a very appeased woman.

My breathing had
just returned to relative normality when he grabbed my left hand, pulling me
from the couch. As I stood up, my skirt billowed around me, caressing my curves
as it slid down my hips. Ryder growled. He pulled me into him and kissed me
deep as he walked me backwards towards his desk. He spun me around so I was
facing his desk. He bent me over and drove me down onto the desk. My breasts
were bare and the cold of his desk caused my body to shudder violently.

Ryder inched up
behind me. He leaned over on top of me and grabbed my wrists. He placed my
hands above my head and had me grab the edges of the desk with them. "Keep
your hands here. Do not move them unless I tell you to."

"Okay."
I mumbled.

He squatted down,
grabbed my ankles and spread my legs apart in a wide stance. "Don't move
your feet either. Understood?"

"Un-huh."

"Good girl,
Maeve."