Ride a Cowboy (16 page)

I’m going to kill Tricia when I see her. No. Wait. Maybe I’m not.

Just the touch of his fingers against her skin set the muscles in her cunt to quaking and her nipples to tingling. He seemed to have the ability to make her lose all sense of reason.

“And tonight, Sheriff Jessie, darlin’,
I’m
in charge.” He slid her blouse from her body and tossed it aside. “Got a couple of other things in that bag, too. But, bath first.”

She stood immobilized while he undressed her, unable to do anything but tremble with anticipation. When she was naked, he lifted her in his arms and carried her into the bathroom. Sure enough, her big tub was filled with steaming water and the essence of roses carried on the steam to fill the air.

“Into the tub.” Kyle was right next to her, lightly running his hands over her shoulders, her arms, her hips and the cheeks of her ass. Unexpectedly he gave her a light slap on her buttocks. It startled her and she jerked.

“Kyle?” She turned her head to look at the expression on his face.

“Told you I wanted to spank that pretty little ass.”

Smack
!

He did it again. Then twice more. One hand drifted around to her tummy, slid past her soft curls and into the folds of her sex.

“Aah. Good. Drenched. Just as I expected.” He rubbed lightly over her clit. “That turns you on, doesn’t it, sugar?”

Jessie nodded, unable to speak. She had all she could do to remain upright with the lightning sensations bombarding her.

“Come on.” He took her hand. “I’m going to bathe you.”

She sank into the water, feeling the silky touch of it wash over her skin. The tension that had ridden her all day eased away, her muscles relaxing, her nerves smoothing out. Kyle knelt beside the tub, his naked body so close she had to resist the temptation to reach out and run her hands over it, and picked up a bath sponge that she’d never seen before.

“Where did that come from?”

He grinned. “A little hint from Tricia. She said it feels real good on the body.”

“Tricia has a big fat mouth,” Jessie told him, but she felt so good she was having trouble working up a good fit of anger.

One time she had met a real Dominant and spent the weekend with him, just to see if it was a lifestyle she was searching for. She’d decided afterward that she really just liked some of the games and toys, but one of the things that had been so sensuously pleasurable was when he had bathed her. She’d felt cherished and treasured, and the same feelings washed over her now.

Kyle dipped the sponge that looked like an open blossom into the tub and began sluicing water over her. He stroked it gradually along the lines of her neck and down her arms, taking care not to miss one inch of skin, and moving even more slowly across the swell of her breasts. Her nipples hardened instantly, swelling even more when he rubbed the sponge over them in lazy swirls.

She couldn’t help herself. A low hum drifted from her throat and she heard Kyle chuckle again. Lordy, that man had a chuckle that made a woman think of eighteen kinds of sin.

“Feel good, sugar? I sure do love the way those luscious pink nipples swell up for me. They’ll look even better when we get those nipple clamps on them.” He leaned his head close to hers and whispered in her ear, “When I’ve got them poking out, all fat and swollen, I’m going to suck on them until you come just from my mouth.”

Jessie shifted in the bath water, a throbbing in her pussy pulsating all the way through her.

The sponge moved slowly down the slight swell of her tummy, swishing back and forth in the water. He took so long moving down to the ache between her legs that she finally bent her knees and parted her thighs, silently urging him to move faster.

But Kyle deliberately avoided touching her pussy at all, instead gliding the sponge in the same slow strokes over each leg, even lifting her feet one at a time and bathing her toes. When his hand moved to rest lightly at the top of her mound, she closed her eyes and let her thighs fall even wider apart.

“I’m gonna make that little puss of yours feel really, really good tonight, Jessie. Really good.”

He slid the sponge lightly over her clit, rubbing it back and forth in a gentle motion that ramped up the need building inside her. The muscles of her belly tightened as her pussy clenched in desperate need. The slightly rough surface of the sponge chafed over the sensitive knot of her clit, the tiny nerves in that swollen bundle of flesh screaming in response. Back and forth it moved, Kyle’s mouth close to her ear, his tongue lightly tasting the sensitive spot just behind her ear. Shivers of sensuous anticipation skated over her.

She moaned when Kyle moved the sponge away, lifted one leg at a time and used the porous flower to caress the responsive spot behind each knee. She was at once completely relaxed and totally on edge, anticipation singing every nerve. Her eyes flew open when she heard the drain lever flip up and the gurgle of the water beginning to drain.

“What…?”

He helped her to stand and climb out of the tub onto the bath mat. A large towel lay folded on the vanity and he used it to pat her dry.

“Don’t move,” he ordered.

He hurried into the bedroom and quickly returned carrying the box with the nipple clamps nestled on a bed of cotton. Lifting one breast, he pulled the nipple into his mouth, closing his lips over it and sucking deeply. Her knees were suddenly so weak, Jessie had to grab his upper arms to balance herself.

Very slowly, circling the bud once more with his tongue, Kyle released the throbbing nub and turned his attention to the other one. When they were plumped and swollen to his satisfaction, he carefully pulled each one into the restraints of a ring and tightened both of them. He stared at her breasts with a hot look in his eyes and made a small sound of satisfaction.

“Look.” He turned her around so she faced the mirror over the vanity. “See how beautiful those nipples look, sugar. See how swollen and red they are. Just looking at them makes me so hard I could come right now.” He nipped one earlobe. “But I’m not going to. I’m saving that for later. A very special later.”

Arrows of pleasure stabbed through her at the erotic intention in his low, husky voice. When he turned her back to face him and pressed his lips to hers, stabbing his tongue into her mouth, she whimpered with pleasure. Then he lifted her so she was seated on the vanity and closed his mouth over one of her clamped nipples. When his teeth scraped over the sensitive surface, she dug her nails into his shoulders.

He worshipped her nipple, that was the only word to describe it. Sucking, licking, tugging with teeth that grazed gently against the tender surface. She looked down at his face, saw his cheeks hollow as he sucked and pulled with his mouth. He slid his tongue over the very swollen tip imprisoned in the nipple ring, then nipped again. Teasing, tormenting, in the same way she’d played with him the night before.

Her hands gripped the edge of the vanity as streak after streak of heat surged directly from her breast to her cunt and set up a wave of tiny tremors. She closed her eyes, letting sensation sweep over her.

When he moved to her other nipple, he moved thumb and forefinger to the one he’d been worshiping, squeezing it and pulling gently. Jessie nearly couldn’t breathe.

She wanted to clench her thighs together to contain the thrumming in her sex, but Kyle was standing between them, keeping her legs wide open. He dropped a hand to the lips of her pussy, lightly stroking the wet folds, ramping up the spasms building inside her. He worked her nipples harder, one always in his mouth while the other was captured by a thumb and forefinger.

The orgasm hit without warning, shaking her, vibrating through her, all the more intense because she couldn’t satisfy the desperate need to feel something inside her.

Kyle slid his hands up to her shoulders, his fingers warm on her skin.

“See?” His mouth was a millimeter away from hers, his eyes flashing heat. “I knew I could make you come just by sucking on your nipples. Those rings are a great invention.”

Jessie was still shaking. She leaned into him as she attempted to even out her breathing.

“And we’re just getting started,” he told her

“My turn to play sheriff,” Kyle said, a hungry smile on his face. He’d looked forward to this all day long, imagining all the possible scenarios. He’d been prepared for her to give him a real hard time, but whatever it was they had connected with last night was still working. Her objections had disappeared like so much smoke.

When he cuffed her to the bed with the pink fleece-lined cuffs he’d bought, he saw the bright flame in her eyes, the anticipation of what was to come. He fed her sips of wine and pieces of fresh fruit, carrying the snacks to her mouth with his teeth, the juice from the strawberries dribbling into her mouth and his at the same time. He had to force himself to keep his eyes away from her sweet little cunt or he’d have lost it right then and there, and he had big plans for that part of her anatomy.

When they finished two glasses of wine, some of which he’d dribbled onto those gorgeously-compressed nipples and licked up with his tongue, and demolished part of the fruit tray, he unlocked the handcuffs from the headboard, lifted her and turned her so she was on her knees. As soon as he had her hands cuffed again, this time behind her, he pulled all the pillows into a pile and helped her lean onto them. He definitely wanted her comfortable for what was about to happen.

Nudging her thighs apart, he gently rubbed the lips of her pussy.

“So sweet,” he breathed. “Hell, Jessie, I’ve been dreaming about this all day.”

“All day?” She turned her head on the pillows, trying to see him.

“You bet. You didn’t think I was gonna let what happened this morning chase me away, did you?”

“Apparently not.” Her voice was strangled, probably because he was still lightly caressing the folds of her sex.

He reached into the pink bag on the nightstand, pulled out a small plastic bottle and held it in front of her. “The lady that sold me this said it would give you the big bang.” He chuckled.

A deep blush crept up her neck and her cheeks. “Excuse me?”

“What does that television commercial say? Intensifies the reaction?” He kissed her cheek. “I plan to intensify the hell out of it.”

He took his time rubbing the scented gel on every inch of her cunt, inside and out, paying special attention to her clit. Her juices mingled with the gel, and her scent reached out to him, his cock stiffening even more, if possible. He just hoped he could hold it together for a while longer. Touching Jessie was like sticking his hand in fire.

When he finished, he capped the bottle, took the little butterfly from its box and spread the tiny clamp with his fingers.

“Little pinch, sugar.”

She flinched slightly when he settled the butterfly on her clit. “What is that, Kyle?”

“It’s something to make you feel really, really good, Jessie.”

Taking the tiny remote from the box, he pressed the switch and the little adornment began to hum, the wings fluttering.

“Ohmigod. Ohmigod, Kyle.” She wriggled her hips and tried to push her thighs together, but Kyle stopped her with his hands.

“Not yet. We’re only half ready, sugar.”

“W-What do you mean?”

He dipped his hand into the bag again and brought out another little box. Opening it, he held it in front of her eyes to show her the two little decorated metal balls inside.

“Ben Wah balls. I saw some when I peeked in your drawer this morning, but I wanted to get you a special set just from me. And these have little vibrating tongues inside them.”

He turned off the butterfly while he gently slid the little spheres into her well-lubricated cunt. When he had them in place, he gently bit one cheek of her ass, then turned on the butterfly again. He had to wrap his fingers around his cock at the sight of her body shimmying in the grip of the double stimulations.

“Kyle!” she yelled, pressing herself into the mound of pillows.

“It’s all right, sugar.” He continued to stroke himself slowly, willing his control, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of her pulsating cunt. He bent closer to her. “Feel all that, Jessie?” he asked in a very low voice. “Feel that all the way through you?”

“Y-Yes. Oh, god, yes. I want…I want…”

“What do you want?” He leaned closer and licked her neck. “You want to come again?”

“Yes.” Her answer was a long, drawn-out whimper. “Please. Please, please, please.” Strong tremors shook her slender frame, her hips rocking as the butterfly and the little balls did their work.

“All right,” he whispered in her ear, and turned up the switch on the butterfly.

She came hard and fast, his name echoing on a long, breath-stealing scream, her entire body shaking with the forces of it. And as she came Kyle delivered a cadence of slaps to her quivering buttocks. He ground his teeth to keep from coming himself and released his hold on his shaft.

Not yet, not yet.

Finally he pushed the remote for the butterfly to its lowest setting, then turned it off completely. The spasms wracking her body slowed, subsided, and she sighed into the pillows. Her skin was covered with a fine sheen of perspiration. Giving in to temptation, he leaned down and licked a long path from the base of her spine to her neck. She shivered beneath his touch.

Kyle knew he was getting close to the point of no return. Pulling a small tube from the little pink sack, he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between Jessie’s thighs. Impulsively, he leaned down and nipped one of her nicely rounded ass cheeks.

“Who do you belong to tonight?” he rumbled, his mouth against her silken skin. When she didn’t answer, he delivered two well-placed slaps to her rear. “Answer me, Jess.”

“Y-You.” Her answer came out on a sigh of breath. “T-To you.”

“And don’t you forget it.”

Squeezing a ribbon of lube onto his index finger, he circled the tight rim of her anus, pressing the tip into the tight opening. He pulled back, added more lube and slowly pushed his finger inside. She tensed and sucked in a deep breath, then let it out slowly as he pushed further inside.