Master for Tonight (5 page)

“Oh, that’s all?” He ran his fingers up and
down her back, an attempt to calm her as he had before. “Would you
rather I lay you down on the carpet or the couch and spread your
legs open, while you lie there with your eyes closed, as I tongue
you until you orgasm?” His tone said how dull he considered the
idea.

“Well, that’s usually how—”

Placing a finger over her lips, as was
becoming his habit of shutting her up, he said, “No, that’s not
going to work for me. It honestly won’t work for either of us. I’m
not interested in a boring-as-hell fuck session, where you only
give as much of yourself as you want, while you refuse to recognize
this could be so much more gratifying if you gave over to me
completely. You can have the other with anyone else, Kate, but you
won’t have it with me. I’m pleased at your reactions to me. You are
opening to me in all the ways I crave you to. Your mouth,
surrendering to me. Your lovely breasts, searching out my touch.
Your pussy, readying for me to claim her. Exquisite. Your body
trusts me and has yielded to me, even as your trouble-making brain
has you run in foolish circles of denial. Tell me, beauty…” He
paused as she raised her eyes to look at him. “You agreed to give
yourself to me tonight and not say ‘no.’ Am I correct?”

She murmured, “Yes,” and his gaze turned
thoughtful.

“I can be difficult, I
know, but I can still be accommodating to your
embarrassment
.” He smiled down at her
with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

His words were striking a chord within her
that she didn’t want to hear. The banging, clanging, chord of
truth. This man was neither a toy in her naughty drawer, nor like
the guys in her past who just wanted a body to get off on. He would
eviscerate her completely, wrench out her insides, remake her, and
crown himself her Master. He would own her after that night. She
knew it, and there was nothing she could do to stop it—to stop
him.

Suddenly, one arm went around her waist,
pulling her flat against his body. His other went to Kate’s hand,
which covered her mound. Struggling in his grip at her waist and
knowing his intent, she pushed her hand against his, trying to slip
it away. He held her until she stopped wriggling.

Breathing hard, she looked away. She didn’t
know why he was making it so hard for her. Why couldn’t he just
fuck her and be done with it? She had agreed to let him fuck her.
Why wasn’t that enough? Sex was all he wanted. He’d said so. She
was starting to rethink her agreement to his crazy proposition.

He moved back from her and told her to look
down between them. “Do you see my hand on yours, Kate? Watch.” As
their eyes moved to their two hands on her pussy, her scent wafted
up even stronger. Slowly, he pressed her fingers into her wetness
as her breathing became shallow. He watched her mouth make a small
‘O,’ as her emotions overloaded. Her fingers disappeared between
her folds, wetting them, making glancing touches over her pounding
clit. He watched her as he pulled her glistening fingers to his
nose, inhaling deeply. His tongue shot out to sweep up and down her
fingers, and he groaned out his satisfaction, knowing his sounds of
pleasure would be the last snap in her undoing.

Kate’s knees buckled as a harsh breath
pushed out her chest, but he held her firmly, continuing to devour
the honey on her fingers. Stuffing them into his mouth, he sucked,
the satisfied smacking sounds of his lips and tongue running up and
down between her shaking digits. He worked his mouth over her
fingers until he was sucking her fingertips, lightly biting them,
his gaze never wavering from hers.

Kate shook from head to toe. Never had she
experienced anything as erotic as what had just happened. What he
had done to her mind. It wasn’t just how he was playing her body.
It was how much he showed his enjoyment of her with no shame. He
wanted her to see how much he desired her. No one had approached
her or touched her with more confidence. This man caused a reaction
in her body she could not contain, and that scared her more than
his being a stranger, and more than his barging into her life and
home.

Her responses to him alarmed her. That was
what caused her panic attacks. The ‘too much’ that overwhelmed her
mind. The loss of control.

“Keys.” Kate was fractured. “I need my
keys.”

He loosened his hold on her and helped her
to move down to the floor. After removing his shirt and tossing it
in the general direction of the couch, to her wail of, “Oh my God!”
he gently laid her out flat on her back and spread himself over
her. Propped on his elbows, he gazed into her eyes, pushing her
hair away from her face. “You don’t need your keys, Kate.” He bent
down to kiss her again.

Kate turned her head to the side to avoid
his lips, as well as to try to save some degree of herself. She
mumbled, “You don’t know what I need. You don’t know me at
all.”

“I do know you, and I do know what you need.
I’m going to give it to you, and you’re going to take it, whether
you like it or not.” His voice was even and level. He sucked her
ear lobe into his mouth to nibble and wedged his legs between hers
to spread them apart. “My money says you’ll love it. Care to
wager?”

“You’re crazy.” She spoke the thought out
loud as he nuzzled against her neck.

He laughed into her ear, and moved down her
body to her breasts. “Yes, and you’ll be crazed again soon,
too.”

Pushing her breasts together, he ran his
tongue around her areolas, tasting them. On first one, and then the
other, he made figure eights, leaving shining trails of his saliva
behind. Her nipples were wet, ramrod straight, and tingled in
anticipation of being dragged inside his mouth. He rubbed his
unshaven chin lightly over both of them, in turn. The sandpapery
feel ripped a low moan from her, and he licked each nipple to
soothe the burn his stubble had left behind. With a groan, he
pulled one of her nipples into his mouth and bit just enough to
make her back arch, to push her breast further into his mouth.

She raised her hand, plunging her fingers
into his hair, and ran her nails across his scalp. His mouth moved
to her opposite breast, tongue trailing out as he traveled from one
to the other, sucking her nipple deep inside. Flicking the tip
first against the roof of his mouth, he clasped it between his
teeth, pulled his lips back so Kate would see what he was doing to
her, and moved his head and neck back until her nipple was
stretched taut. She arched her back even further. Her psyche was
beginning to explode from the sensations he triggered in her as her
pussy wept.

After he sucked her nipple back into his
mouth and released it with a pop, he slid down her body, sliding
off to her side, and sitting up. Lifting Kate up to a seated
position, he pulled her between his legs, her head sagging back
against his chest, as he wrapped his legs on top and around hers,
and spread her legs open wide.

“How wet do you think you are now, Kate?” He
gazed down at her as he plunged two thick fingers inside her. Her
head shot up as her entire body went rigid against him. He wrapped
an arm low around her waist to hold her still as he pumped his
fingers into her, hard and fast.

He was dragging sounds out of her that she
had never made before, as he stared at her upturned face, drinking
her in with his eyes, her gasps hot on his neck. High, loud, almost
screaming moans of pleasure came from her as the hard smacking
sound continued unabated, not slowing in the least. She began
rolling her head back and forth, eyes looking up at him begging for
what, she did not know.

“Yessss! Give it up to me!” he ordered with
a gravelly voice, pushing his fingers into her again to the tips,
wiggling them front and back.

She felt his hardness at her back and
reached to grip him, needing to have him in her hand. Grabbing her
wrist, he pulled it back in front. “No, Kate. No spoilers. You
really don’t understand, do you? You are not in control here.”

At his words, her hips began to buck against
his fingers harder, trying to take her fill.

“Okay, that’s how you want to play
this?”

He wrestled her and shifted her back to the
right, pushing her back over his right thigh, forcing her shoulders
and head to the floor behind him. Kate bucked even wilder as he
leaned over, holding her in place with his body and tightening the
cords in his legs to still her movements.

His fingers continued their onslaught into
her pussy, as he groaned with pleasure at her piteous cries. When
he added a third finger, she sobbed as the thickness filled and
consumed her. Her walls clenched and released as they tried to grab
his fingers to keep them where she wanted. With his other hand, he
V’d her labia open and flattened her lips, using his thumb and ring
finger.

Kate’s wails grew, and her breathing
increased at a break-neck speed, as she realized he had spread her
open to him completely.

With a raised voice breaking through her
cries, he turned his thick neck, looking back over his shoulder and
yelled to her with pleasure lacing his words, “Kate! If only you
could see what I do! You are fucking beautiful!”

After making his declaration, he rubbed the
hardened bundle of nerves between the first knuckles of his index
and middle fingers. Kate screamed out her release, and he watched
as she fell apart, her body jerking, back arching and flattening
over and over in orgasmic bliss. Her hands reached for him,
clutching at empty air.

Releasing her labia, he didn’t slow his
assault on her, but continued to pound those long, thick fingers
into her, building her back up. When she began to tighten again
around his fingers, he found her clit with the fingers of his other
hand and squeezed, watching her face, finding her eyes. Raising her
hips off the floor as much as she was able, her body rigid as
steel, Kate screamed as he ripped another orgasm from her body.

Shifting, he turned around, moved up to his
knees, pulled her legs over his shoulders, and lifted her mound to
his mouth as she opened her eyes, begging for him to stop.

“Thoo mush…”

Hooking her knees around his neck, he gave
her a dark, cruel smile, opening her lips with his fingers. After
looking into her core, he began stabbing his pointed tongue into
her channel, staring into her eyes. He lifted her upturned hips to
meet his thrusts, and Kate slammed her eyes shut.

Moaning, as her juices splashed over his
tongue, he was insatiable. He scooped it out of her and pulled her
open even wider with his fingers to get in deeper, to drink her in
completely. Still, it wasn’t enough. He wanted to be closer to her
mouth and breasts. He leaned forward, bending her legs and pushing
her inwards, until her spine was curled round, her knees towards
her ears.

“You’re going to open your eyes right now,”
he demanded as he continued to lap her up. She opened her eyes to
see her pussy pushed up in the air, lips open with the perfect view
of herself as he ate her.

“Ahhh!” Her body shuddered at the sight, her
pussy gushing more onto his tongue. She clamped her eyes shut
again. She couldn’t handle it.

“Open. Your. Eyes. Kate.” He smacked her
bare mound with his palm, with each word spoken. Kate shuddered
under the slaps to her, willing her eyes to meet his again. He
dipped his head, taking a long, firm lick up from her entrance,
straight over her clit, ending with his tongue popping out of the
top of her pussy. Droplets of her juices sprang from his tongue,
landing on her chest, making her shudder at the sheer
kinkiness.

Mindful of her back on the floor, he shifted
back to his knees, lowering down so her feet touched the floor.
Closing his eyes, he rolled his thick, pink tongue over his wet
lips and swallowed as her eyes glazed over.

Snapping his eyes open, a hungry growl
rumbled out of his throat. “More. I want more. Put your hands
underneath your hips and hold yourself up for me. You’re going to
give me what I want.”

Blinking at him and still unable to speak,
she tried to obey and pushed her arms underneath her hips, holding
herself in place for him. Feet planted on the ground, knees bent at
ninety degrees, she raised her hips up into the air with her back
and neck sloping to the floor.

“Good girl. You get to have my fingers
again. You do love them, I know this. And then, I’ll let you have
my cock. You were so desperate for it earlier, remember? You’re
going to love it, too,” he said, panting.

He lifted her at her bent knees up into the
air, pushing her arms closer to her hips, further raising her
straight up, and watching her legs, he opened them to a wide
‘V.’

Oh my God! What is he doing to me?

She was no longer fighting him at all. She
had truly given in to him. She wanted whatever he planned,
completely. She didn’t even know his name, but her body responded
to him as it had no other. She never wanted him to stop. Whatever
he asked her to do, she would do willingly. She wasn’t afraid of
being bludgeoned to death anymore. No, this man was going to
dismember her with lust, plucking her apart, piece by piece, with
sensual proficiency.

“Ooooooo!” she cried out as his fingers
entered her again. Pummeling her from the top, they grazed her
insides, and his palm smacked her mound repeatedly. She began to
shake from the effort of holding herself up, so he wrapped an arm
around her waist to hold her to his thighs. Her legs shook as she
built towards another release. His thick fingers stopped the
pounding, and he rubbed them up against the little inside bump,
sending shards of ecstasy into her.

“I’m going to eat you
again. When you come again for me, and you will come for
me
, Kate, I’m going to
nip your pretty little clit with my teeth. I’ll pull even more of
your deliciousness out of you and then lick you clean.” He looked
at her through her spread legs.