Seducing Sarah (8 page)

"Excellent. Now let's try something a little different." He leaned down and took first her right nipple in his mouth, then the left. She watched him with wide eyes as he pinched the tips and twisted slightly.

"Oooh. Oh damn." Her hips came off the bed as he worked the tips of her nipples through his fingers. He licked each of the tips to keep them moist as he worked her.

She arched her back a little as she got comfortable. It was Quinn's turn to be in agony watching the seductive line of her body as she moved. She was perfectly curved with a tight, narrow waist and a round apple-shaped bottom. He pushed her legs up exposing her glistening pink pussy.

He leaned down and licked her clit before he nipped her right ass cheek. She whimpered and he delivered one light slap to her bottom, softer than before. She stilled and a low moan broke from her lips.

"Hmmn, interest in spanking."

She shook her head furiously. "Spanking? You can't be serious."

"I have a feeling you'll be over my knee every day." He delivered another stinging slap to her naked bottom, the skin turning pink.

"What are you doing to me?" She wailed and wiggled her ass beneath his hand.

Quinn gripped her hips and held her still as he nipped at her other cheek, harder this time. "Pain, pleasure and everything in between."

Her scent called to him until he had to return to taste her again. He licked into her pussy with deep, wet strokes.

She cried out, the sound of her pleading like an erotic flame thrower to his libido. He plunged his tongue as far as he could then slipped two fingers into her opening to search out her g-spot. He wanted her so lost in the pleasure that she was consumed by it. Consumed by him. He growled at the thought and redoubled his attention to her clit. She shrieked and trembled all over. A second later she erupted.

"I'm coming…"

She clutched his head and held him against her as her internal muscles seized around his tongue. He buried his face in her folds, lapping up every drop of honey that spilled from her opening. He wanted it all over him. He wanted it to soak into his skin.

He licked between her ass cheeks, holding her still when she squealed and tried to move away. After another long, wet swipe she wasn't trying to escape anymore. She was pushing her ass back at him, wiggling for more.

"Master Q, please. I've never done this before." She buried her face in her arms and gripped the sheets in her fists.

"But you wanted to, haven't you? You're secretly a dirty girl, aren't you Sarah?" He twirled his tongue around her anus before darting it into the tight little hole.

"Oh no, I'm not. I'm not. That just feels so good," she sobbed. She was rocking her ass back at him, trying to get closer to his tongue. "It's never felt like this before."

Quinn grunted, a primitive part of him not satisfied with just her words. He needed her screaming, legs open, pussy glistening as she
begged
him for what only he could give her.

No asshole, what Master Q can give her. She doesn’t know it's you.

He backed away and ran his hands through his hair. His reaction to Sarah stemmed from months of frustration. Watching her, wanting her and knowing she was going home to someone else. Watching the rock on her finger blink in his face every day, knowing that the only ring she should have been wearing was his.

Only to find out she'd been alone all that time. Time they could have spent together.

"No more waiting."

She looked at him in confusion. "What?"

He pulled a condom from the nightstand and quickly sheathed himself. "No more waiting. I have to have you now."

Then he lowered himself on top of her and thrust home.

SARAH COULDN'T DO ANYTHING but hold on for dear life. Master Q was as commanding in bed as he was out of it. With her legs up in the air and hooked over his shoulders, she had no control over the depth or pace of his thrusts. All she could do was take it.

All she wanted to do was take it.

"You feel so good. So wet." He tucked his hands under her ass and held her close as he thrust. The position was undeniably intimate. He was so deep …

His gaze captured hers as he fucked her, his eyes promising more pleasure to come. She looked down to where her pussy lips stretched open around him. It was brutally erotic watching his thick cock forcing its way inside her. Watching him take her triggered another orgasm, the wave of pleasure rolling through her from her head all the way to the tips of her toes.

Sarah cried out as her pussy clamped down. The fit was so tight they both moaned. Master Q braced himself on his knees and pumped his hips forcefully, tunneling into her, forcing his hard length deeper and deeper. She was so wet she could hear it, the erotic sounds of his thrusts ramping up her arousal until she came again, trembling weakly from the strength of her orgasm.

"You see what you do to me. You make me crazy." He took her mouth again in a deep, hot kiss. Sarah had never had someone kiss her like they couldn't live without the taste of her mouth.

He kept kissing her as he came, holding her open as he nailed her with one final hard plunge. His cock spasmed inside her as he moaned into her mouth.

Sarah closed her eyes and succumbed to exhaustion.

CHAPTER VI

SARAH OPENED HER EYES to total darkness. Her heart started pounding. Then it all came back to her in a rush of memory. The plane ride to Vegas. Orientation.

Mind-blowing sex with Master Q.

"What is that noise?" A deep voice, blurry with sleep came from her left. A shrill ring cut through the silence. That was what had woken her. She couldn’t imagine who could be calling her in the middle of the night. The only person who knew she was here was Pam.

"I forgot to call Pam!" She sprang up out of the bed and fumbled with the lamp on the nightstand. She finally found the switch to turn it on. She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light.

Her bags were in the middle of the room. Master Q must have moved them after she'd fallen asleep.

After you conked out, you mean.

If she hadn't been so loose and satisfied she might have been embarrassed at the way she'd passed out in his arms.

She snatched her now silent cell phone from her purse and gaped at the screen.

Thirty-one missed calls. Five voicemails.

Sarah didn't even bother listening to the messages. She just hit the first speed dial and waited for Pam to pick up.

"You'd better be dead." Pam didn't bother with hello.

"I am so sorry. I was going to call but then, stuff happened and I fell asleep." She grimaced when Pam didn’t speak. "Pammy, I am so sorry. I know you were worried."

"I won’t tell you how many bad things I imagined must have happened to you. I won't tell you how long I sat here waiting for you to call or how long I agonized over what to do." Pam's voice wavered.

"Pam, I am so…"

"I won't bother telling you that I just about died over here thinking those crazy people had sliced you up and turned your bones into wind chimes. I WON'T EVEN BOTHER."

Sarah dropped her head into her palms. At the sound of the shouting coming through the phone, Master Q turned over and looked at her. She pointed to the phone and smiled weakly.

"What I WILL tell you is that unlike some people I keep my word." Pam declared. "I told you what I was going to do if you forgot to call. So you can't get mad at me just because you're alive and have to deal with him now."

Sarah stood up, a sinking feeling in her stomach. "Pam, tell me you didn't do it," she whispered.

"I called your boss earlier and left a message for him. I did what I had to do." Pam huffed. "The weird thing was the girl who answered the phone told me he was on vacation. I thought you said he never takes vacation."

Everything inside Sarah froze. She looked over her shoulder at Master Q, who was now sitting up in bed watching her.

I hope you have an unforgettable experience, Ms. Caldwell.

There was no way. There was just no freaking way.

"I have to go, Pam. I'm really sorry I scared you."

"It's okay. Just don't scare me like that again! Maybe your boss won't even listen to that message. You can just tell him it was a practical joke. Or that I was drunk-dialing. Whatever."

"I'll call you tonight. I won’t forget this time. And thanks, Pam." She hung up the phone and placed it carefully back in her purse.

"Who was that?" When she turned back to the bed, Master Q watched her closely.

No, who are you?

"No one you know." She climbed back in bed and pulled the covers up over her naked breasts. "So, what's my first class this morning?"

"Erotic Massage with Mistress Rain. I'm sure you remember her. No one forgets their first detention."

Sarah thought back to everyone she'd met that day. All the names were starting to blur together but she clearly remembered the way the other woman had looked at Master Q. "Did you know her before? Who is she?"

Master Q folded his arms behind his head and looked away.

"No one. She's no one to me."

CHAPTER VII

WAKING UP WITH THE man she loved was everything she’d always hoped it would be.

Warm and content, Sarah snuggled deeper into his embrace. She’d had this dream so many times but it was never this real. There was never smooth skin beneath her fingers, a strong arm thrown over her stomach or a muscular leg tangled with hers.

There definitely wasn’t a firm erection imprinted in the middle of her back.

“God, if this is a dream then I don’t want to wake up. Ever.” She purred as the arm clutching her midriff traveled lower.

“This is definitely not a dream.” The rumble of the masculine voice at her back sent pleasure, warm and liquid, rushing through her veins. Quinn’s hand cupped her between her legs and her mouth fell open as he stroked her through the thin cotton of her panties. Why had she worn panties to bed again? That was one mistake she wouldn’t be making again anytime soon.