Scott's Satin Sheets (12 page)

Scott leaned over her then, lifting one palm to the side of her neck as he began to kiss her. Mmm, she loved his kisses—they ran all through her. She immediately reached for the buttons on his shirt, needing him out of it. And at the same time he grazed the rubbery toy cock down between her upthrust breasts—which made her sigh in both shock and pleasure.

“You liked my cock between your tits last night, didn’t you?” he accused in a lusty whisper at her ear.

“Mmm, yes.” It had been one more surprising element of sex that had made her feel dirty and hot.

In response, he jiggled the pink vibrator between the two mounds of flesh, making them tingle all the more. God, this was kind of kinky—a lot more than her fuck-me shoes. But she kind of liked it too. She’d thought she’d already pushed the boundaries of getting kinky with Scott, but she was just beginning to realize there was probably a whole
world
of kink out there that she didn’t even know about.

After easing his shirt off his shoulders, Payton reached between them to undo his jeans. Mmm, God, yes—a huge bulge still rose behind her touch. As she worked, Scott lowered the black lace cup that had just barely covered her nipple. He bent to sensually lick the needy peak, making her moan—then he ran the cock-shaped toy over it, back and forth, teasing it and making her a little crazy.

Next, still rubbing her bared tit with the vibrator, he lowered a kiss to the ridge of her other breast, then used his teeth to peel
that
lacy cup away. She hissed in her breath—he was so damn hot, to watch, to feel. He began to suck on her nipple, drawing it deep—God, yes—as he continued the vibrator play. And then—oh, he twisted the end, turning it on!

She hadn’t even thought about that—that vibrators, logically, vibrated. A low buzzing noise filled the air and though the movement didn’t make that much of a difference on her breast, it increased the stimulation a little, and she could only imagine the impact it might have elsewhere. As he continued to kiss and caress her with mouth, hand, and toy, she pushed at his jeans and boxer briefs, wanting them down. And when finally his majestic cock came into view, she couldn’t resist seizing it in a tightly wrapped fist.

“Aw, baby,” he groaned at the touch.

“I told you I wanted it,” she said in playful challenge.

“But don’t you want it
all
? Everything I can give you?”

“Yes,” she whispered without hesitation.

Soon, Scott eased the vibrator down over the boned lace that spanned her stomach, moving it playfully around—until he eased it south, over her belly and between her legs. She gasped at the instant pleasure, not having expected it to feel that good. It made her caress his hard shaft more passionately.

And then he drew the vibrator away and turned it off—and she flinched in shock.

“Relax, rich girl,” he told her, easing his way farther down her body. And as he shed his shirt, then worked to push his jeans the rest of the way off, he again put his mouth to creative use, bending down, hooking his teeth over the top edge of her thong, then dragging it slowly downward.

She loved meeting his gaze over her freshly revealed pussy, the inner pink flesh swelling from her slit. As usual, she was soaked for him and her protruding clit glistened.

When he let the lace go from his teeth, he smoothly lifted her legs, balancing both ankles in one hand, and used the other to slide her thong to her knees, ankles, and off.

After which he lifted one of her legs over his head, ducking beneath it, to put him in between. As her thighs parted, she knew her cunt was opening of its own accord for him, and oh, it was hungry for more attention.

Instead, though, he focused on one foot, which he still held in his hand after lowering the other to the bed. Which was when she realized—he really
did
have a shoe fetish. Balancing the sexy shoe in both hands, he lowered a tiny kiss to the top of her foot, then another, higher up. Then he kissed his way up the side of her calf, lingering at her knee. She felt every touch of his lips in her aching cunt and her soft sighs of longing and pleasure filled the air.

It was then that he lowered her leg to the bed and reached for the pink vibrator again. Leaving it still and quiet, he held it to the soft flesh between her legs and she sucked in her breath. Then he eased it smoothly inside her.

“Ohhhh,” she moaned without quite meaning to. The slick entry had felt surprisingly good.

“See, rich girl,” he teased her. “Fake isn’t so bad.” And then he began to slide the toy in and out, in and out, soon going deeper, deeper, pushing it in all the way.

“Not the way
you
operate it, no,” she admitted as her body responded, beginning to writhe against the thrusts.

“You want to know the
really
nice thing about having both me and a toy at once?” he asked.

With her breath coming in thready gasps, she nodded.

“I can do
this
.” Then he bent down and lowered a kiss to her clit while he continued fucking her with toy.

“Oh—oh God!” That
was
nice. And she hadn’t even thought about it. But as she’d learned just last night, getting licked and fucked at once provided an intense and very thorough form of pleasure.

Her breath grew still more labored as the skills of his tongue combined with the hot, deep drives of the vibrator. And then he turned it on.

“Mmm…God,” she heard herself rasp, rising to meet his ministrations as the pleasure grew and grew. And yet, somehow, she found herself still wanting more. “Can I suck your cock, baby?”

A low, dark chuckle tickled her pussy before he lifted his head. “Absolutely, honey.” So she turned on her side as he angled his body around, allowing her to reach his erection.

The moment she took him into her mouth, it was like last night—she ceased thinking and functioned only as a pleasure-seeking being. Nothing mattered but her pussy and his cock. She swallowed as deeply as she could, sucking him wildly, yearning to swallow more and more of him, taking him into her in every conceivable way. Below, he fucked her deep with the humming fake phallus and licked hard at her distended clit.

Also like last night, at moments, she released his cock from her lips and nestled his length between her breasts. He moaned and fucked her that way, sucking at her hot little nub now. But she couldn’t stand having him away from her mouth for long—keeping his hard shaft in the valley of her tits, she bent to lick at the head, then run her tongue around it. As he thrust, she let the tip enter her mouth for gentle sucking.

Both their moans filled the air and she thanked God that apparently the walls of the yacht were thicker than she’d thought. Or maybe Daniel was somehow covering for her. Either way, she couldn’t hold in the noises of pleasure—her body had taken over and controlled her every action and reaction now.

Finally, she took him back in her mouth deep, loving the smooth slide of his thick erection in and out, in and out. And below—oh God, oh fuck—it felt as if he were somehow sucking and licking her clit at the same time. She fucked his face, hard—she couldn’t help it. He fucked her mouth too.

And then—oh! Oh God! The climax went screaming through her body like a violent storm at sea, jolting her, making her thrash about as she sobbed her powerful release around his cock.

Scott never stopped his short but firm plunges between her lips the whole time, and now they went deeper, deeper, and she loved it and sucked him as hard as she could, until he rasped, “Fuck, fuck, I can’t stop, baby,” and then his come shot into her throat, shocking her—but she swallowed, swallowed, as another warm burst came, and then a third. And her pussy flooded anew just from knowing he’d exploded that way, and she wanted more then, sucking him hungrily dry, one fist around the base of his shaft, tasting the strange salty sweetness of his semen and feeling, as always with Scott, like a dirty, dirty girl.

When finally it was over, she was still sucking at the head of his penis, and he was gazing down at her—looking a little freaked out, she realized. “Was that okay, baby?

Because I didn’t exactly mean for that to happen—it just did.”

Finally freeing him from her lips, she licked them. She was overwhelmed by the strange force of having him ejaculate in her mouth—but in a good way. “Oh yes,” she promised him. “I want more.”

Slowly panting his exhaustion, Scott gave her a grin. “That’s another good thing about toys,” he said. “They don’t have to recover afterward—they stay hard for as long as you want to play with them.”

And with that, he tossed the pink vibrator aside and picked up something new from the scattered collection beside them. Was it…
oh my
, it was the glass-looking one.

She sucked in her breath at the sight of it in his hand. It was far bigger than the other one.

Scott moved back down on the bed, directly between her spread thighs again. “This one,” he said, “will feel different. You’ll want to be more careful using it on yourself.”

Payton said nothing in reply, only rose up on her elbows to watch, slack-jawed, as he pressed the tip of it at her opening. “It’s…harder,” she responded then, a little frightened of it.

Meeting her gaze briefly, he nodded. “The glass won’t yield against your flesh—at all. Make a wrong move and it could hurt.”

She swallowed nervously. “What if
you
make a wrong move?”

“I won’t,” he said. Full confidence. Then he began to insert it.

Oh Lord, it was a
lot
harder, fuller—she could tell that right away. She had to shut her eyes as he pressed it inward. It was perhaps the one thing she’d ever had inside her that made her feel even fuller than Scott’s cock did.

“Is it okay so far?” he asked.

She opened her eyes. “I think.” Her voice trembled.

“Does it hurt at all?”

She shook her head. It didn’t hurt, but it filled every crevice.

And when he slowly began to move it in her, she let out a gasp.

“Ohhhh…ohhh…ohhh.” Without quite planning it, her hands fell across her breasts, molding to them, squeezing. He fucked her slowly and she let her head drop back, eyes shut, as she simply absorbed the strange, nearly overwhelming sensations.

Until—unexpectedly—the glass toy left her and she looked up, surprised. “What’s wrong?”

He grinned. “Nothing. I’m just hard again already from watching you. And I assumed you’d want
me
now instead of that. Was I mistaken?”

She bit her lip, shook her head.

Then he pretty much tackled her on the bed, playfully pinning her down with his body, trapping her wrists within in hands. He kissed her hard and she kissed him back, twining her legs around him, and the next thing she knew he was sliding that magnificent shaft of his inside her. “Oh!” she cried, because it was the first time tonight, and toys might be nice, but nothing truly felt as good in every way as his big, perfect cock.

“Feel good?” he whispered.

“I love it. I can’t get enough of it.”

He kissed her ravenously in reply, then began to move, driving into her. They stared into each other’s eyes as Scott fucked her, and she met every hot, deep plunge.

They moved that way together for a long while, at one point shoving back the covers to get underneath. As she’d promised Scott in the beginning, satin sheets, during sex, made it all the better, caressing their skin with every move they made.

It was when they were jostling about enough to make some of the vibrators still on the bed roll into them that Payton looked down to see…a surprisingly small one. It was silver and very thin. And even though they’d pretty much abandoned the toys now, they’d been whispering and talking while they fucked, so she picked it up and said,

“What’s this for? Compared to the others, it doesn’t seem like much fun.”

Still moving in her in slow, deep strokes, Scott laughed softly. “It’s not for your pussy.”

She blinked, confused. “Then what’s it for?”

He went still in her and gave his head a challenging tilt. “Have you ever been fucked in the ass, rich girl?”

Payton nearly lost her breath. “Um, no.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Want to be?”

She didn’t. Or did she? Oh God, she could barely keep up with her own desires anymore. “I don’t know.”

“Trust me, you’ll like it.”

“Are you sure?”

He nodded, looking just as confident as he had all night tonight. And so far, he’d given her plenty of pleasure, hadn’t he? “This is just the right size to drive you crazy,” he said of the mini-vibrator still in her hand.

She drew in her breath once again and decided to do what he’d said—trust him.

“Okay.”

“That’s my naughty girl,” he said approvingly.

But she still felt lost. “How do we…you know, use it?”

He grinned down at her. “Well, same as the others, honey—you pretty much just slide it in. Just a different opening for this one.”

She pursed her lips, feeling a little dumb. “I see.”

But then he kissed her, so she felt better. And he said, “I want to give you the utmost pleasure with this as possible, so…” He hesitated, clearly thinking through a plan. “Let’s do this.” With that, he pulled out of her cunt, then rolled to his back on the sheets. “I want you to get on top of me, but facing away from me.”

Okay,
this
was different—it was a position she’d never even considered before.

Still, careful not to hurt her beloved sheets with the heels of her sexy shoes, she straddled him backward, then slowly eased her cunt down onto his stiff cock. As always, he felt huge when she was on top, and she let out a hot sigh as he filled her.

“Do you have any Vaseline or lotion handy?” he asked.

She could barely think straight with him so deep in her cunt. “Um, lotion in the bedside table,” she said. Then got back to business, whispering, “Can I move? Can I fuck you?” At this experimental moment, she wanted to fuck his brains out.

“Fuck away, baby,” he said easily. And so she did, and
mmm
, since she was getting more and more used to his size, sliding up and down that big pole was a superb pleasure.