For the Night: Complete Box Set (79 page)

‘You’re finding this hard,’ he stated, as he
reached up and ran two fingers delicately down my cheek, I closed my eyes and
let out a soft sigh at the much wanted contact. ‘Eyes, angel. My hand has
plenty more spanks in it than seven if you’re looking to challenge me. Are you
challenging me?’

‘No, Sir,’ I replied, as I looked back up at him
and shook my head.

‘Excellent,’ he replied. He suddenly moved his
hand, gripped my hair and tugged it back as he leaned forward, his face
hovering over mine as I stared up at him wide eyed. ‘I need this, angel, after
four weeks sweet, tender and romantic isn’t going to cut it for me. I need to
take you roughly, I need to release all this pent up sexual
fucking
frustration
from not having touched you in four bloody weeks. I want to bite you, I want to
mark you and reclaim you as mine and tonight …’ he hissed through his teeth as
his eyelids hung heavy with desire. ‘Tonight, we’re going to forget about base
camps and go all the way to the summit for the first time. If you have any
objections now is the time to state them, because the minute I get you in that
bedroom, I’m going to find it damn hard to stop. So tell me, Summer, yes or
no?’ he demanded forcefully. His eyes were blazing, and I wasn’t sure what was
happening. I’d experienced his dominant side in the bedroom a few times, but
this was … this was another league altogether. I blinked up at him as longing
pooled between my thighs, my clit throbbing with an intensity I’d never felt
before. It suddenly became clear that he’d been holding back all those other
times, easing me into it, training me by building me up to this gradually, but
tonight he was showing me the flip side of the sweetest most romantic man I’d
ever known. I lived with Lucas Steel, this was his darker alter ego Logan
Steele in full force. I listened to my body screaming how turned on I was at
the thought, at my head telling me that I trusted him with my life, and my
heart telling me how much I loved him and wanted to please him. I was ready.
I’d never been more ready.

‘Yes, Sir,’ I nodded, one-hundred percent sure in
my conviction. His lips were suddenly on mine, crushing them with the force of
his need. This wasn’t gentle tender kissing, this was my man taking what he
needed from me, a need to control, to dominate, to
possess
. He bit my
lower lip, drawing blood and sucked it, shocking me with the rawness of it and
how hot I found it. I let out an involuntary moan and his tongue plunged into
the depths of my mouth, as his grip in my hair tightened, pulling almost to the
point of pain. The effort to keep my hands behind my back was excruciating. I
wanted to give into this animal wild side too, I wanted to rip his white shirt
open, to bite, scratch and tear at his skin, as we fucked like savage
creatures. I didn’t want him to make love to me, I wanted to be fucked, until I
couldn’t stand up. I wanted to hurt all over for days, I wanted a reminder all
next week of what we’d done tonight, so each time I winced when I sat down or
moved, I’d smile as I thought about his lips, teeth and hands all over my body,
or at the memory of his cock inside me. I needed something to see me through
another week, until he came home again next weekend. He pulled away gasping for
air, using his free hand to run a finger around his collar, the other still
firmly holding my hair.

‘Unzip me, take out my cock and suck me to
completion, angel. You know after this long it’s not going to take much to make
me come and I need some stamina for what I have planned for you in that room. I
want to feel your fingers curling around my hard shaft, your thumb sweeping
over my wet tip, those soft lips of yours sucking on my crown, but most of all,
I want to look into your eyes as I explode in your sweet mouth. You’re going to
need to breathe through your nose, because I’ve saved up four weeks of come
just for that hot, wet mouth of yours,’ he nodded. My eyes widened in surprise,
even with us having sex so regularly before he left, he’d still masturbate if I
was too tired. He’d not come in four whole weeks? ‘Don’t look so surprised,
angel. I’ll warrant you haven’t touched yourself either. Now you’ve had me,
nothing else compares does it? The feel of your own fingers on your breasts,
pulling at those big nipples, slipping around that usually responsive clit, or
buried in your sweet, hot,
tight
, little cunt brings no pleasure at all.
The only thing that gets you off now is me. Why do you imagine that I’d be any
different? So you’ll understand why I’m so fucking desperate to fill your
succulent mouth with all of the wanks I couldn’t bring myself to do. Suck me,’
he ordered, his voice almost hoarse and me nearly climaxing on the spot. He’d
never been so forceful, dirty, crude or so
damn
hot!

I unclasped my own wrists, my hands trembling as I
flexed my fingers back to life and brought them in front of me, reaching for
the button on his trousers. It took me a bit longer, with my hands shaking so
badly, but I pulled at his zip and peeled his trousers back. He had a pair of
tight black jersey boxers on his lean body, my favourite. I couldn’t wait to
see him in all his naked glory again. I reached in through the gap in his
boxers and heard a gasp as my fingertips met his velvet soft skin, encasing
that steel rod that I’d missed almost as much as I had him. I grasped him
firmly, easing him out of the gap, a shiver of delight running down my spine as
I set eyes on it again. I gripped him firmly, applying just the amount of
pressure I knew he loved, as I slowly dragged my fist up and down, then did as
he’d asked and ran my thumb over his wet tip. It was his turn to quiver as his
stomach rose and fell under that white shirt of his. I slowly raised my thumb
to my mouth and sucked, savouring the pure maleness of his taste, as I
provocatively looked up at him through my long darkened lashes. He swore under
his breath and pushed my head forward, he wasn’t in the mood for teasing, he
needed me to relieve him, and fast. I opened my mouth and groaned louder than
he did as my lips met his hot flesh.

‘Fucking hell,’ he uttered in complete surprise,
as I took him straight into the back of my throat without hesitation and
without gagging. I’d have giggled at his reaction if my mouth wasn’t completely
filled by his gigantic cock. Mandy had enlisted one of her gay friends,
Dominic, a hot male model, to come and teach us to deep throat. With a condom
covered cucumber obviously. I’d not told Logan, I’d wanted it to be a surprise
and from the groans and expletives he was making above me, it seemed my classes
had paid off. ‘Eyes,’ he managed to gasp. I didn’t have time to enjoy putting
my new technique into practice, the second I looked up was the second he lost
total control. His hands slammed down on the back of my head as his hips thrust
forward, his body jerking violently as he let out a deafening roar, flooding my
mouth again and again. Every time I swallowed more came. He hadn’t been joking
about four weeks’ worth. He shuddered one last time as his body relaxed and he
slumped back in the chair, releasing the back of my head as he panted. I sat
back on my heels, licked him clean and wiped my mouth, then sat upright,
putting my hands straight back behind my back, fighting the urge to reach out
and touch him. ‘No,’ he uttered. ‘Get on my lap, I need to hold you for a
while, I need you to hold me.’

I scrambled up with the speed of a gazelle,
noticing the edges of his lips curve into a soft smile. I carefully straddled
him and leaned forward, resting my head on his shoulder, my arms tightly around
his waist as I nuzzled into his neck. His arms snaked around my body, crushing
me to him tightly as his lips touched my forehead with the softest of kisses,
and I felt a few tears roll down my cheeks to finally be touching him again, to
feel his warm body against mine, to hear his strong heartbeat that always
lulled me to sleep at night.

‘I love you so much, Lucas. Don’t ever leave me
for so long again.’ I knew I’d get two more harsh spanks, but it was totally
worth it. I couldn’t hold it in anymore.

Lucas

So much for a blow job taking the edge off, I was
desperate to fucking come again as I secured her wrists and ankles to my cross
and stood back to admire my handiwork. I’d taken my time in the lounge, with
her straddling my lap, to slowly undo each hook on her Basque, freeing those
gorgeous breasts of hers, bringing her to a violent orgasm just from nipple
stimulation alone. She was spread, facing the wall, in just her heels and those
sexy blue knickers I’d brought over with me and put in the box James had
prepared for me, along with the note. I could have just been waiting for her at
home on our own bed, but I needed this, I wanted her like this. I gathered her
hair in my hands and twisted it up onto the top of her head, securing it with a
black elastic hair band I’d put on my hand before she arrived. Damn it, even
the sight of her slender neck had my cock jerk. I moved up behind her,
squeezing those perfect firm curvaceous cheeks in my hands, as I bit the back
of her neck and sucked, knowing it would mark. I smirked as I heard her
whimper. She hated me marking her, which made me enjoy it even more. I took my
time, slowly running my fingers down her spine, noticing that she pushed her
shoulders back and moved her head as she let out a soft moan.

‘Fuck, I’ve missed you more than I ever thought
possible, angel,’ I whispered in her ear as I gripped her shoulders, then slid
my hands up her arms to tangle my fingers in hers, as I pressed my full body
length up against her, my cock tightly embedded in the crack of her arse. God I
loved her backside, she’d let me experiment with my tongue, fingers and a small
butt plug, but she insisted she wasn’t ready for my cock still. I’d never force
her, but my patience was reaching its limit. I so wanted to claim her in that
last place. ‘I want to fuck your virgin backside,’ I growled, the thought of it
making my cock surge.

‘No!’ she cried, in a panic.

‘Yes!’ I shot back. ‘That’s another two spanks,
and just because you infuriate me by denying me something I want so badly
you’ll get another one. As I can’t take you there without your permission, I’m
not going to hold back anymore when it comes to my palm connecting with your
soft flesh. I’m going to spank you so damn hard, you may wish you’d let me fuck
you there, angel.’ I stepped back, my body trembling with excitement as I tore
my clothes off. I could hear her breathing really fast, she was nervous. I
wasn’t going to bruise her, but neither was I holding anything back like I had
before. I’d take her right to the limit. I used one of my palms to caress the
delicate blue lace, before making her scream as I grasped them, ripping them
off her. I rubbed the remains of the crotch between my forefinger and thumb and
smirked, they were saturated with her arousal. I held them in front of her
face, letting her breath the aroma in. ‘See what I do to you? See how badly you
need me, angel? Can you smell yourself coating these? It’s such a fucking turn
on. I love how you taste and I can’t wait to bury my face in your pretty, wet
little cunt later and drink you dry. First I’m going to punish you, for making
me miss you, for making me go without coming for four fucking weeks and because
it will turn me on even more to do it.’

She nodded with a slight whimper as I tossed her
ruined knickers to the side and went to my desk, where I’d left the bottle of
heated oil out ready. I massaged plenty into the cheeks of her arse, loving how
the soft candlelight in here made them luminous, then coated my hands and
slowly circled her flesh. I heard her taking long, slow, deep breaths,
remembering that she needed to relax her muscles to make this easier on herself.
I groaned at the first crack of my palm, her yelp of surprise turning me on
even more. I did another three in quick succession, delighting in the
satisfying noise of both my hand on her wet skin and the confused moan of
pleasure and indignation that escaped her mouth. She told me that she felt
degraded when I did this, that she only did it for me, because I loved it so
much, but I’d told her she was lying to herself and to me. The fact that her
labia swelled so much and were coated in such slickness said exactly how much
she loved this. I did another four and had to bite my lower lip between my
teeth and pace the room for a moment. Her cheeks were hot pink and I was on the
verge of losing my load again.

‘Quitting, angel?’ I asked as she wriggled, her restraints
giving her no freedom of movement.

‘No, Sir,’ she replied quietly, on a breathless
sigh.

‘Excellent, four more, then you’ll be rewarded my
beautiful girl. Would you like to know how I’ll reward you?’

‘Yes, Sir,’ she nodded vigorously. I pressed up
behind her again, reaching around her body to squeeze her breasts firmly,
making her gasp.

‘I’m going to ram my solid, painfully swollen,
cock into your warmth and fuck you until one of us passes out from exhaustion.
If I was a gambling man, I’d say that it will be you first, angel. You’re going
to come so many times, you’ll think you died and went to Heaven. How good does
that sound?’