Taming Eric (21 page)

He held his fingers up to show her, guilt on his face at what he’d done. “I hope you’re right baby because I did come in you a bit. This isn’t just you sweetheart,
see?”

Their combined juices started running down his hand and he watched Natasha watching it before she reached out and took his hand in hers, pulling it to her mouth where she licked his fingers clean. Damn if the sight of her doing that wasn’t enough to get his cock standing to attention again. “Oh fuck baby, that was so fucking hot.” He dropped a kiss on her parted lips. “Fuck it, I want you again.” He pushed his cock up against her. “Will I ever get enough of
you?”

Eric kissed her again, a slow lingering kiss before releasing her and getting off the bed to rummage in his jeans pocket until he found a condom. Once he’d rolled it down his cock which was eager to go again, he walked back to the bed, grabbing Natasha’s legs and pulled her to the edge of th
e bed.

He kneeled on the bed and lifted her legs over his shoulders before sweeping his tongue along her pussy, licking up the evidence of their combined release with one stroke. He blew on her clit and watched her squirm before slowly circling her hard little button with his tongue. She bucked wildly and his cock bobbed in approval. Again he licked down her seam until he got to that tight little puckered opening and he felt her tense. “Relax baby.” Obviously he was making her nervous going near her asshole, but she didn’t have to worry. He had no desire to go there. Anal wasn’t really his
thing.

Eric kept up the long sweeps from her ass to her clit until Natasha was writhing around on the bed. “Eric.” She moaned and he decided to give her what she wanted and fuck it, he wanted it too. His cock was throbbing with the need to be buried inside her and he was sure as hell ready to stop denying them
both.

He shifted up her body, still keeping her legs hooked over his shoulders and with one hard thrust he buried his cock inside her. There was no stopping to get himself under control this time, he simply gave in to his needs and hers too if the gasps and moans coming from her were any indication and he slammed into her hard and fast until Natasha cried out, her pussy squeezing along the length of his cock as she
came.

Eric slowed his pace until she had fallen silent other than her ragged breathing and he tightened his grip on her legs before plunging into her over and over again, pushing her body up the bed with the force of his th
rusts.

He felt and heard Natasha come apart again and that was enough to finally bring him undone. With a loud groan he came, his hips jerking as he pumped his seed into her. When he was done, he lowered her legs to the bed and collapsed on top of her as he struggled to control his tortured brea
thing.

Natasha’s arms came around him holding him close to her and Eric gave himself over to the pleasure of being held in her embrace. His cock twitched inside her as aftershocks racked his body and he lifted his head to kiss her before reluctantly pulling free of her body and climbing off the bed to dispose of the c
ondom.

Once that was done, he dug around in the pockets of his jeans again until he’d found what he was after and approached Natasha again as she still lay sprawled out on the bed. There was no easy way to ask her what he wanted to ask her, so he just came out with it. “Baby, I want you to do something for me.” He opened his hand revealing to her the little pink egg. “Do you trus
t me?”

She nodded. “Of course. What do you want to do with that. Please don’t say you’re going to use that on me now, I’m not sure I could tak
e it.”

“No, not now but I want you to let me put this in you and leave it there for as long as I decide. I want you to let me control your pleasure, to decide when you have pleasure and that means I want to put this egg in you and I will turn it on if and when I feel like it. Can you agree to
that?”

Eric watched her nervously swallow. “I don’t know.” He could hear the tension in her
voice.

“Baby, I won’t hurt you, I won’t embarrass you, please let me do
this.”

“Ok.” She finally said and he grinned. She had agreed. He was going to have some fun with this and introduce Natasha to the world of delayed gratification. Something he hadn’t been doing much of since his time with her he had to admit to hi
mself.

Gently he inserted the egg into her soaked pussy and licked his fingers clean when he withdrew them from her. A loud knock on the door interrupted them and Eric swung his gaze towards the door impatiently. Claudette’s voice called through the door. “Mr Rothman, we land in 20 minutes. I need you back to your seats and seatbelts on, thank
you.”

Natasha leapt off the bed in a panic and hastily began to get dressed while Eric grinned at her frantic movements. Slowly he dressed watching as she tried to comb her hair with her fingers whereas he wasn’t conc
erned.

“You look like a man who has just been fucked.” She pointe
d out.

He laughed. “Well I have baby and it was amazing, you’re amazing.” He looked down at her gorgeous face. She was kidding herself if she thought she could cover up what they’d been doing. It showed in her eyes, plus the finger combing wasn’t doing much to hide the truth either but he wasn’t going to tell her
that.

“Come on. Claudette will come in her after us in a minute.” She tugged on his arm and together they made their way back to their seats, buckling their seatbelts and waited as the jet began its decent to Launceston Ai
rport.

Eric glanced over at Natasha as she sat looking out the window, watching the scenery as they dipped lower and lower. He studied her features for a moment and his heart clenched in his chest. God but she was so beautiful and he loved her so much. He didn’t think he would ever grow tired of simply staring at her and every moment spent in her company made his love grow more and more until he thought it would consume him. If only there was some way of making her feel the same about him. He already knew that losing her would destroy him. It just didn’t bear thinking about and he tried to push his concerns from his mind, leaning over towards her to watch through the window as the jet dipped lower and lower over the rolling green terrain of Tas
mania.

CHAPTER 10

When they landed Claudette waited by the open door to wish them a pleasant holiday. He wondered what was going on when he noticed an exchange of glares between his air hostess and Natasha. Something was off between the two of them. He wasn’t sure what and he didn’t really want to know. Women were complicated creatures and it was probably best if he just assumed that it was some kind of secret’s women’s bus
iness.

Eric took the time to introduce Natasha to Joe and Collin before they headed for the terminal, went through the check by the sniffer dog and finally emerged into the brilliant sunshine of Launceston. The limo he had arranged was waiting for them and the driver opened the door, stepping back to wait for them to climb in. Eric indicated for her to get in first and once they were both seated and pulling away from the airport Natasha had to give him a hard time about the limo. “Can you go anywhere without a limo?” She asked, her voice te
asing.

“That’s me baby, a limo in every State.” He grinned and she groaned in response. “No I don’t go everywhere by limo but I wasn’t going to ask Thomas and Maggie to drive to the airport in separate cars and drop mine off for us to travel home in. They’re both in their 50’s and it’s an hour and a half drive to the airport plus this is a hired limo, not one of mine, ok?” He dropped a kiss on her head. “Now just sit back and enjoy the ride. Tassie’s a pretty place baby, I hope you lik
e it.”

Most of the drive to his home was in silence. Natasha was occupied watching the passing scenery through the window and he was happy to leave her to it, hoping that she would love Tasmania as much as h
e did.

Eric dozed for part of the drive. Sleep had become a bit of a luxury for both of them since they’d started their week away but it was the sound of Natasha’s laughter that woke him and when he looked over at her, she was pointing to something out the window, her face all lit up. “Eric,
look.”

He glanced out the window to see what had her attention and realised she was pointing at the painted cows that dotted the grounds of the Ashgrove Cheese Factory. “It’s the cheese factory baby. School kids from various schools painted all those cows. Would you like to take a
look?”

He watched her face glowing with all the enthusiasm of a child and he found it hard to drag his gaze from her beauty and look back out the window. “Can we?” She asked and Eric knew he could never deny her any
thing.

“Of course baby, whatever you want.” He bent forward to flick a switch on a panel next to him which allowed him to communicate with the driver and he instructed him to turn around and go back to the cheese fa
ctory.

It took some maneuvering and the skill of the driver to get the limo turned around and into the grounds of the cheese factory. Once they were parked right down the end of the car park where the limo would be out of the way Eric took Natasha’s hand and led her into the fa
ctory.

The room they entered was the shop and also where all the various cheeses were available for tasting. Eric watched with amusement as Natasha did rounds of the table sampling all the cheeses. She was like a starving woman, working her way around more than one time. She was doing her usual thing of moaning as she ate, her enjoyment evident on her face. God but watching her eat was sexy. The throaty moans and sighs were enough to make him hard. He had to repeatedly tell himself not to think about her and the times those throaty moans were because she was impaled on his cock and riding him hard. He seriously didn’t want to find himself with a hard on in the middle of the Ashgrove Cheese Fa
ctory.

After watching her for a while, he grinned. “Good baby?” Just to torture him that little bit more, she moaned again and nodded. Eric decided it was time to see if he could make her moan for another reason besides the cheese and he slipped his hand into his pocket, hitting one of the buttons to switch on the egg that was buried in her
pussy.

He knew the moment she felt it when she froze and he saw her tremble. With a gasp she clutched at the cheese sampling table and he watched her, unable to take his eyes off her as the egg secretly began to arouse her. He’d made sure it was positioned over her g spot and going by her expression, he’d hit the spot alright. He touched another button and Natasha moaned, her eyes meeting his and he could see the flush rising in her cheeks. It was incredibly sexy to watch her getting turned on and not being able to do anything abo
ut it.

Another moan squeezed past her lips and Eric suddenly became aware that some people in the room were looking at her. Obviously Natasha had noticed too and she was looking more and more embarr
assed.

He stepped over to her and put an arm around her. “Are you ready to get out of here
now?”

She nodded. “Eric, stop it.” Her tone was pleading but he just smiled at her and kept his arm around her as he walked her back out of the factory. She kept sagging against him as the egg continued to arouse her and she seemed to be having trouble staying on her
feet.

Once they got back out to the car Eric switched the egg off and Natasha turned on him frustration in her eyes. He waited for her to say something, yell, anything but she stayed silent and as they climbed back into the limo he had trouble keeping the grin off his face. They’d been back on the road just a few minutes and he’d received the evil eye more than once which had him biting his tongue not to burst out laughing at her when she finally asked. “Why are you torturing me like
this?”

“I’m not torturing you baby. I’m going to give you the most mind blowing orgasm of your life. Trust me baby, the build up is worth it, it makes it so much more pleasurable when you finally get the release.” He tried hard not to burst out laughing at the sulking expression on her face. Even pouting the way she was, she still looked so ado
rable.

The rest of the trip was travelled in silence and Eric eventually drifted into a state of half dozing, half resting, leaving Natasha to continue gazing out the window at the scenery. After a while he sensed her eyes on him and he opened one eye, smiling at her. “Were you sleeping?” She asked and he shook his
head.

“No, just resting. You were fixed to that window, I didn’t want to disturb you baby. Still, now I have your attention I think you’ve seen enough of the view for now.” He bent to kiss her burying his hand in her hair to hold her still while he deepened the kiss. He lifted his lips from hers, nibbling his way down the side of her neck and he heard her groan. Immediately she tensed pulling away, her gaze shifting to the driver. “Don’t worry about him baby.” He said, flipping a switch which brought up a privacy s
creen.

He turned his attention back to Natasha, tracing her lips with one finger, keeping her distracted while he reached into his pocket, pressing a button on the remote for the egg. He heard her gasp and he watched her for a few moments before holding up the remote to show her. Even as she glared at him for what he was doing to her, she still couldn’t keep still, writhing and squirming on the car’s seat as the egg started to arouse her again. “No more.” She whis
pered.

Eric watched her closely to make sure she didn’t come before he was ready to let her do so. Her orgasm must have been close because she became quite frantic, tugging at his t-shirt before running her hands urgently over his chest. Eric just managed to stifle a groan when she sucked one of his nipples into her mouth. He didn’t want her to learn just how hard it was for him to watch her getting turned on and knowing she was desperately wanting to come. He wanted to make her come, but he wanted to make her come when his cock was thrusting into her, bringing them both immense pleasure, not just watching a sex aid do his job for him. It was proving to be more of a strain to watch her than he had expected and he just wanted to get to his home, get out of the limo and not be so tempted to say fuck it to her lesson in delayed gratification and simply bury his cock in her wet
pussy.

When Natasha’s hands dropped to his belt he knew he had to stop her. They weren’t going to have sex in the limo and he wasn’t going to let her have the orgasm she was desperate for in it, either. He hit the switch to turn the egg off again and she cried out, writhing on the seat, her hips circling as she tried to bring herself to orgasm. Fuck but watching her was killing him. This lesson was supposed to be about teaching her delayed gratification but he was denying himself too since watching her so desperately aroused was taking his own level of desire to the extreme. He had to stop her before she brought him undone. “Natasha, stop it.” He almost cringed at the harsh tone in his voice but she was testing his own control more than he had expected. “You have to learn some self control baby and we’re almost home so we can’t finish this
here.”

“But I was so close, that was cruel.” She complained and Eric tried not to smile at the grumpy look on her
face.

“This is a lesson for you baby. Not all sex is about instant gratification. Sometimes we have to wait for the right moment. Sometimes we have the build up but miss out on the climax and sometimes it’s all about building the pleasure up, then denying the orgasm. If you think your orgasms have been intense now sweetheart, you haven’t lived until you have an orgasm born from several rounds of denial.” He leaned back to see what affect his words were having o
n her.

“But I don’t want to wait.” She said and Eric chu
ckled.

“Trust me baby, it’ll be worth the wait.” He took her hand in his and kissed her fingers one by one. He did laugh out loud when she pouted at him before he switched the egg back on and watched her climb back up to a highly aroused state again before switching it back off. He did wonder if he was pushing her too hard and her next words definitely proved he was walking a fine line wit
h her.

“Fuck you Eric. You’re going to kill me. I won’t live long enough to have this mind blowing orgasm you keep promising me.” She ground out through gritted teeth and he could do nothing more than laugh at her. God he loved her. She might look like she wanted to lay his guts out on the seat between them, but she was putting up with it. Ok, she was complaining a lot but she hadn’t been reduced to violence, at least no
t yet.

“We’re almost there, calm down baby.” Eric said, just as the limo turned into the long winding driveway of his home. That drew Natasha’s attention outside of the limo again and he watched her as she took in the views as they drove along a tree lined drive which finally opened up, giving her, her first glimpse of his home, with the imposing bulk of Mt Roland behi
nd it.

The limo swept around the circular drive until it pulled up in front of his house and he waited for Natasha to climb out first, smiling to himself when she seemed a bit shaky on her legs. Once he got out too, he breathed in deeply, loving the clean, fresh air that Tasmania was famous for. His eyes moved to his PA again as he waited to see what her reaction to his home was going to be. He was surprised how nervous he felt. Having her love it as much as he did was suddenly very important t
o him.

He looked up at the house, trying to see it through her eyes. He’d designed and built it himself. It was an A frame home, with the bedroom upstairs in the peak of the ‘A’ and for easy maintenance the external walls were colourbond in cream with timber verandahs and handrails in the heritage red and green. Large French doors lead out onto the upstairs deck. He’d done everything he could to take advantage of the spectacular views from the
house.

Eric loved it here. The grounds around the house were big, but they were completely surrounded by trees that gave the place natural privacy. The gardens were well maintained thanks to Tom, with a vegetable garden, assorted sheds and a large shed which housed his cars. It was peaceful and he regretted that he didn’t get down here more
often.

Suddenly Tom came around the corner of the house from the back somewhere and Eric grinned when he saw him. Tom was Maggie’s husband and had been not only a great friend to him, but almost like a father figure and given that his real father had been a bastard who finally killed himself drunk behind the wheel, Eric appreciated having an older male figure in his life. Maggie had taken over as his second mother when his own mother had been more interested in finding a replacement husband than raising her child, so he adored her. That was why he’d given them a parcel of his land and arranged for a home to be built on it as he’d wanted to do something for them, for the years Maggie in particular had been there for him. No one but Maggie, Tom and himself knew about that though. He always told people they were his neighbours. That was their little s
ecret.

Tom’s craggy face broke out in a big smile and he reached out to shake Eric’s hand. “Eric, it’s so great to see you, it’s been a long
time.”

“Thomas, I’d like you to meet a friend of mine, Natasha Barrington. Natasha this is Thomas, he takes care of this place for me when I’m not ar
ound.”

Eric watched as they shook hands, his gaze moving between the two of them to see how they reacted to one another. She gave Tom a warm smile, which he returned, so good start so far. Natasha asked him to call her by her name rather than being so formal with the Miss Barrington and as Tom continued to smile at her, Eric felt an irrational stab of jealousy at the look of appreciation in the older man’s
eyes.

“Back of Thomas. She’s mine.” He joked to cover up the confusion of how he was fe
eling.

“You don’t have to worry Eric. I don’t have eyes for anyone other than my beautiful Maggie.” He laughed. “We’ve been married 32 years in July.” He told Na
tasha.

“Wow, that’s amazing. It must be wonderful having a love that lasts like that.” Her eyes shifted to Eric and he met her look wondering if that was what she hoped for one day herself. Fuck but he wanted to be the man that she shared a love with that would last for de
cades.