Over My Head (7 page)

Slade whooped and whirled her around in his embrace. “Better than I could’ve imagined. Sweeter.”

Giggling, she collapsed against him. At least life with him would never be boring. He gave her another squeeze and placed her on her feet. “Give me time and I will get you away from him for good. I’ll take care of you and protect you. Promise.”

“Yes.” She nodded to the bath water. “But turn that off first or we’ll be stuck here paying for the damage when it overflows.”

Laughing, Slade twisted the knob to stop the flow of water. “Let me bathe you.”

Astra lowered herself into the water. Her eyes closed. “Hot water. It’s been so long since I’ve had hot water, not lukewarm will-have-to-do water.”

Slade took his place behind her and pulled her tight against his chest. “Relax.”

With every swipe of the washcloth across her skin, Slade managed to wipe away bits of her fears and reservations. Her pain dissipated and morphed into sweet joy. She sighed and relished his nearness. This was the kind of man—
the
man—she could grow old with.

“I could stay right here forever.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “It’s like we have our own personal little safe haven and nothing or no one can touch us.”

“Then I’m doing my job.”

Open-mouthed kisses tingled on her neck. Her pussy quivered and clenched. Slade had so much power—like he knew her body better than she did.

“Make love to me,” she murmured. Astra shook her hair from her eyes and faced him. “Not fucking, not just sex. Love. I want love.”

“Babe, that’s what I intend to do.” Slade threaded his damp hands into her hair, drawing her close. “But not here.”

She jerked in his arms, a shred of doubt slicing through her mind.

“Stop worrying, little girl,” he spoke against her lips. “I want you in bed, like the goddess you are.” Slade didn’t give her time to think or act—he simply swept her into his arms and lifted her from the tub. No towels…just slick bodies moving.

He lowered her to the bed and drew his hands down her body. Every nerve ending buzzed and wetness coated her inner thighs.

The sound of ripping plastic echoed in the room. She snapped her attention to him. The condom. She licked her lips. He might want to treat her like a goddess, but the urge to be a dirty, dirty girl shook her to the core. She scooted off the edge of the bed then dropped to her knees.

Astra buried her nose in the springy curls at the base of his cock, rubbing his scent on her.

“Oh.” Slade grunted and held her hair in his hands. Not pushing, not demanding, but letting her take the lead. She liked that. Liked him.

She wrapped her fingers around his cock, stroking. A glance up at him revealed the desire and something else in his eyes. Something deeper, more revealing. She nuzzled down to his sac and ticked her tongue along the sensitive skin.

Slade shivered and his grasp tightened a bit.

“Even a goddess likes to be bad,” she murmured against his balls. Could he understand her needs? Hell, would he freak out? Screw it. She’d never know until she tried. Flipping her hair over her shoulders, she stared up at him.

“Do what you want, babe, I’m yours.” Slade stroked her cheek. “Turn yourself on and let me watch.”

Astra ran her tongue along his cock, from base to tip. Turn herself on? This was about showing him how she felt. She patted the bed for the condom. She glanced at the bed long enough to find the rubber, then rolled it down his dick. She took him deep in her mouth and grabbed handfuls of his ass.

He wobbled on his feet and thrust forward. “Yes. Fuck me, yes.”

Astra grazed her teeth along the thick vein, drawing another set of shivers from his body. She opened her eyes to look up at him again. A soft, almost sleepy smile appeared on his lips as he met her gaze while she pumped her mouth on his cock.

“You’re dangerous.” He swayed a bit more. “Come here. Let me make you feel good, too.”

Shaking her head, she angled him to the bed. At least there he wouldn’t fall and hurt himself and she could play more. Slade tumbled to the bed. “What are you thinking about?”

Oh, the things she had in mind. With one hand on his cock, she nibbled the sensitive skin on his balls. His hips bucked as he worked his cock up and down in her grasp, pumping him. The hairs tickled her nose and his scent drove her to the brink. She squeezed her legs together to keep the tingles at bay. This was about him. She massaged her other hand on his inner thigh, working in wide circles towards her ultimate goal.

Slade planted his feet and his moans grew louder. “Oh, fuck.”

Grinning, Astra slid off his thigh then grabbed for her bag and the lube. A girl should never be without it.

She licked lower and lower on his balls. His legs trembled. He moaned again. “Like?” she asked against his thigh. She stopped her oral assault and glanced at his face.

Eyes glazed, lips parted and a flush across his neck, face and chest, Slade nodded. “Yeah.” The word came out in a combination of need and a whispered plea.

Time to show him how good she could be when she wanted to be bad. Astra licked the length of his dick and squeezed some lube onto her fingers. Using the pad of her index finger, she alternately pressed and rubbed the tight rosette of his ass.

His toes curled and the muscles in his legs tightened, but he stayed put. Slade groaned. “Whoa.”

She slowed her actions without stopping. Her pussy quivered and cream slicked down her thighs. Giving him pleasure did almost as much for her as it did him.

“Holy…wow.” Slade scooted into her hand, grinding his ass on her fingers. “Don’t—don’t stop.”

Astra took him into her mouth, laving him with her tongue. If she didn’t hurry, she’d have an orgasm herself before showing him ecstasy. Going for broke, she slid her index finger into his asshole. Slade groaned and took her in. Oh praise whoever it was that had sent Slade to her. He got her kink.

His hips pistoned and he pushed his cock down her throat before withdrawing. “Can’t. Fucking. Hold. Back,” he bit out. His breaths grew ragged and his chest heaved. His hands fisted in the sheets as his body went tense. “Fuck,” he shouted and trembled.

Astra pulled her finger from his ass and gave him a couple more licks before sitting back on her heels. “If I wasn’t sure before, I know now. I’m in love.”

“You broke me,” he panted and removed the spent condom. All that mattered was Astra. The things she’d done… He’d never thought of himself as a curious man, but when she touched him, all rational thought fled from his mind. Astra affected him like a drug and wrapped around his heart. And had she just said she was in love?

Sure, he thought the feelings were deeper than lust, more involved than just desire for a weekend fling. But there was the pall over the relationship. Before in his thirty-five years he’d thought he’d been in love…and thought himself to be unworthy of love because of his job. She didn’t know about the job, but she proved he could be loved as much as he loved her. Would she jump ship when she found out the truth?

Astra climbed up beside him on the bed and tangled her legs with his. She rubbed the instep of her foot along his calf. His eyes grew heavy and the warmth of her body snuggled with his calmed him. He wasn’t sure how much time passed until she spoke.

“Slade?”

“Yes, sweetheart?” If they never had to move from the spot, could just lay there tangled together forever, he’d be a happy man.

“Make love to me?” She walked her fingers up his chest. “Please?”

Slade glanced at the clock before he rolled onto his side and cupped her cheek. God, he’d been out for an hour. No wonder she wanted attention. “You never have to ask for love from me. But one question. Where did you learn what you did?”

She shrugged and lowered her gaze. “I like feeling good and I wanted to make you feel what I felt. It came naturally.”

“Look at me,” he murmured. “Don’t be ashamed of what you want.”

Her eyes glittered in the light.

“I mean it, babe. I’ve never done what you did, but I liked it. I’d like to keep learning things and exploring with you.”

“There’s something I’ve never done, but I want to try.”

“What?”

Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Fuck my ass.”

He reeled. Sure, he’d asked her to tell him. Didn’t he want to give in to her desires? He’d done his share of wild oats sowing and had played around before. The first time could, and probably would, hurt like hell.

“You don’t want to.” She turned away from him. “Never—”

Slade quieted her with a kiss. If it killed him, he’d do what she wanted and would make it as painless as possible. Astra sighed and slumped beneath him.

“I’ll do whatever pleases you.” He rolled off her and stood. Where were the last of the condoms?

“Check my bag. The real ones are gold…condoms, I mean.”

Slade rummaged through her bag. Makeup, a rumpled T-shirt, brushes, ribbon… What in the world did she use the ribbon for? He hoped she used it for her hair. In the inner pocket he found the condoms. Two. Well, fuck. They’d have to be careful. He snatched a foil packet and stood. The bottle of lube she must’ve used for their earlier session lay tipped over on the floor. Good thing for the cap. He nabbed the bottle and made his way back to the bed.

Astra cupped her breast, rolling her nipple between her thumb and forefinger. The sight of her pleasuring herself kicked his lust back into overdrive. “Touch your pussy. Show me how much you want me.”

She nibbled the corner of her mouth in a tease and slid one hand down her stomach. She spread her labia wide, showing him her cream and the glittery pink of her pussy. Slade crushed the condom packet in his hand. Damn, she was sexy. Astra flicked her finger against her clit, tapping the tight bundle of nerves and driving herself and Slade crazy with desire.

“Flip over.” He nodded. “I want to look into your eyes while I make love to you, but this will work better with you on your knees.”

“You expect a lot, you know.” She stuck out her bottom lip. “But I want this, too. I want you.” She rolled onto her stomach and rose up on her knees, waving her ass at him.

Slade couldn’t hold back and flattened his hand on the smooth skin in a slap. Astra yelped and wriggled more. “Do it again,” she panted.

He took a step back and rolled the condom onto his dick.
Make her wait and make her want.
And don’t let her know it’s coming.
He grinned. He couldn’t
not
fuck her pussy first. Slade brought his hand down on her ass in three quick spanks. Her knuckles went white on the balled up sheets.

“More, Slade, please?”

He chuckled. The words implied begging, but the tone of her voice translated into need and want. He guided his cock into her pussy and started to thrust. Astra groaned and backed into him, pushing him fully within her body.

“God, harder.” She gyrated on his cock. If she’d done that action on stage, she’d certainly have got attention. Too bad she wasn’t going to dance again, once he’d explained things. He couldn’t fathom sharing the gem he’d found in her. Slade grabbed the bottle of lube from the bed and squirted some on both her ass and his hand. “Take me in, babe.”

“I could come right now.” She reached between her legs and massaged his balls. “Can’t you come?”

“Minx.” Slade drew circles around the rosy pucker of her ass, testing and teasing her. “Do you want this?” He tapped the tight skin. “Really want this?”

When she backed onto his cock, he pushed his index finger into her ass.