Heart of Steele (8 page)

Working with him on his music video had been
a test of her acting skills. She’d been hired as “cool and flirty
woman,” when her sexual attraction to Steele made her want to jump
him and whisper naughty suggestions into his ear.

A knock sounded, and the door opened an inch.
“I’m going outside. Need anything before I go?”

She brushed her hand over her breast and
squeezed her legs together. The combination sent pings of desire
racing between her nipple and her core.

She wanted him.

“There is one thing, Steele.” Her voice came
out slow and breathy.

The door opened another inch. “Yeah?”

“Could you come in?” Her heart thudded in her
chest. This was it. It would happen right now. Her...and Steele
McLairn. Finally!

He pushed open the door and stepped in,
keeping his face turned away. “You need a towel?”

“Nope.” Tracy licked her lips. He’d showered,
his hair was wet, and he wore sporty nylon pants and a long-sleeved
T-shirt. Every muscle showed through the shirt, and the front of
his pants had a definite bulge going strong.

“More coffee? Water?”

“Nope.”

He stood so still, she could barely see him
breathing. “You just want me to stand here so you can stare at me?”
He glanced at her, then away quickly.

“Steele.” She stood, letting the water and
bubbles slide down her body.

He turned to face her, his eyes staying above
her neck at first, then slowly gliding down her body.

Where his gaze touched, sparks flew and
tingles raced. She lifted a hand and crooked her finger at him.
“Join me?”

He jerked as if voltage ran through him. “God
yeah, Tracy.”

Tracy shivered as she stood in warm water up
to her knees. Anticipation puckered her nipples and clenched deep
inside her.

In seconds, he’d taken off his shirt and
pants, and had his thumbs hooked in the waistband of his black
underwear. His bulge pushed the fabric tight, far, far out in front
of his hips. He was a big one. “You sure?” His eyes narrowed as his
body tensed.

“I’m sure.” She tried to smile, but waves of
lust radiated from her core and made conscious movement
impossible.

He stripped off his underwear and strode
toward her. Hard, long, and thick, his cock bobbed with each step.
The mushroom-shaped head begged for her to suck it. “You look at me
that way, I’m not gonna have much restraint, sugar.”

“Good. I want you that way.” She reached for
him as he stepped into the tub, and she slid her wet body along his
dry, hard one. Against her belly, his shaft pressed hot and
demanding.

His hands caressed her shoulders, down her
arms, as his breathing became faster. “Damn, you’re beautiful.”

Tracy slicked her dripping palms over his big
shoulders, down his arms, loving the corded muscles as they flexed
with his movements.

He touched her hips where they barely flared,
then cupped her ass cheeks. She wasn’t lush and curvy like Reno,
but he seemed to like her the way she was.

“You’re perfect.” He kissed her, his tongue
gliding along hers, twisting with it. Pressing a kiss to the corner
of her mouth, he threaded his fingers into her hair, nearly pulling
it loose from the clip holding it up. “I’ve wanted you, Tracy, for
a while, now.”

His words sent fresh shivers along her
flesh.

He kissed her jaw, her neck, then slowly
lower until he took the peak of her breast into his mouth.

Tracy grabbed his hair, holding on as he
suckled her and nipped at her. Tingles of desire raced to her belly
and lower, heating her and swelling the tender flesh between her
legs.

His hand slid down her back to caress her
bottom, his fingers moving lower, exploring deeper. Arching her
back, she opened herself to his probing touch.

Releasing her nipple, he kissed a trail to
her other breast and licked it, circling kisses until he took her
peak between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue.

Her hips jerked and she cried out, the sound
echoing on the tiles.

Using his fingertips, he explored her anal
opening, rubbing softly. He stroked lower, along her bare pussy
lips.

Her legs quivered, the need to wrap them
around him nearly making her stumble.

Steele nibbled his way down her belly, knelt,
and nuzzled the tender spot just above her mound. He lifted her leg
and eased it onto his shoulder. “Hang on to me, sugar.”

Sliding one hand from his hair to his
shoulder, she propped herself up. Under her palm, his muscles
bunched and his skin felt so hot, she was surprised the water on
her hand didn’t sizzle.

Leaning back, he looked at her and licked his
lips.

Spread wide for him, quivers raced along her
pussy lips and deep into her core.

His breathing quickened and cooled her as it
puffed against her wet folds. “You are incredibly sexy, Tracy. That
was the first thing I noticed about you.” He leaned forward and
pressed a kiss to the top of her mound. “You have a way of enticing
a man.”

“No, not just a man.” She swallowed. “You,
Steele. Only you.” It was true. She’d never felt a sexual pull as
strong as the one he unleashed in her.

“Jeez.” He nuzzled his lips along her slit.
“You make me feel like...” He groaned and lapped at the juices she
could feel dripping from her core. The hand cupping her ass
tightened, tipping her hips for better access.

With wild, open-mouthed kisses, he tasted all
of her he could reach, back further than she’d let any man go, but
Steele, she trusted with everything. As he licked her anus and
speared it with the tip of his tongue, Tracy’s thighs tightened as
an urgent ache contracted the muscles of her canal.

His free hand slid along the bottom of her
thigh until his fingers brushed her pussy opening. “So slick,
sugar.” Those gorgeous gray-green eyes looked up at her face. “The
way you respond to me is so damn hot.” Something changed in his
eyes. “Tracy.” He pressed his lips to her mound and dove his tongue
inside, finding her clit and tweaking it rapidly. His fingers
parted her pussy lips and pressed inward, upward, filling her as he
slid them all the way in.

The combination blew hot sparks up her spine
to sizzle in her brain. Her hips jerked in a rapid motion, and he
followed her lead to plunge his fingers in and pull them out,
following her rhythm.

His lips settled around her clit and sucked
softly, his tongue thrashing to some wild pattern that hit every
nerve and sucked away her ability to breath.

When one of his fingers slid back to touch
her anal opening, she let loose, her core clenched around his
fingers, heat flooded her, burning red behind her eyelids as the
climax blew through her brain, numbing her to everything but his
touch. The cry echoing in the room had to be hers, but her mind
ceased to recognize anything but the pleasure he gave her.

When she sucked in a breath and her brain
cells slowly began working again, she opened her eyes to watch
Steele licking her pussy lips clean of her honey.

“Sugar sweet.” As he sucked his fingers, his
gaze met hers. “This is my new favorite treat.”

A smile broke across her face. He had such a
way with words. “Available any time you get hungry.”

He laughed, stood, and tugged her against
him.

She relaxed into his strong arms and he set
her in the warm water. A chill ran along her skin as her tingling
nerve endings warmed.

Lying next to her, he cradled her head on his
arm. “Thank you, Tracy. For letting me taste you.”

She ran her hand over his chest, playing in
the light hairs between his pecs and down his belly. “Thank you for
showing me how much I needed that.” She met his gaze. “Needed you.”
In his arms, in his house, she felt safe, as though nothing bad
could reach her.

His fingers traced her jaw and drifted down
her throat. “Wanna do it again?” His eyes gleamed and a crooked
smile curved his mouth.

The back of her hand brushed his cock. She
licked her lips. “Your turn, now.” She wrapped her fingers around
his rock-hard penis.

He jerked and closed his eyes, stacking his
hands behind his head and leaned back, a wicked grin on his
face.

Under the water, his shaft was slick and hot,
and she stroked him, twisting her hand and brushing her thumb over
his knob. But she didn’t want to just use her hand on him, she had
to taste him.

Tracy sat up and reached for the drain
plug.

“We done already?”

“I want you in my mouth, not just in my
hand.”

His eyelids drooped and he let out a quiet
groan. “Sounds like a chocolate commercial.”

Running her hands along his legs, she
puckered her lips. “Or do you want to go into the other room?”

“Uh uh. This is your bath. I don’t want to
cut it short.” He flattened his palms on the ledge of the tub,
pulled himself up, and settled in the wide corner, his feet and
calves still in the water. Wrapping his hand around his cock, he
locked his gaze with hers. “This work for ya?”

Damn, the man was gorgeous. Muscled calves
and thighs, his ball sac heavy below his big, dripping-wet
cock.

Tracy crawled through the water and bubbles
toward him. “It’ll work.” She nibbled on the inside of his knee
then kissed along his inner thigh, closer to where he held his cock
for her. Sexy as sin, just looking at him gave her belly that hot,
lovely ache that needed to be filled with all seven thick inches of
him.

When she turned her head to his other thigh
and left a trail of kisses away from his groin, he bonked her on
the head with his staff.

“Hey.” His voice cracked. “You forgot
something.”

A giggle rippled out of her. “You’re not only
sexy...” She bit his thigh lightly, leaving a red mark. “You’re
hilarious, too.”

“Just think of me as sexy, sugar. I don’t
need you picturing me in a clown suit.”

She froze. “Oh hell, now I’m picturing you in
a clown suit.”

He released his cock and dropped his head
back against the wall. “Damn.”

She took the opportunity to shock him by
taking half his cock into her mouth and sucking.

He shuddered. “Damn.” This time the word
rolled low and slow.

Hot and iron-hard, his cock smelled like
lilac bubble bath, but tasted like the naughtiest temptation ever
put before her. Massaging his thighs with her hands, she sucked
him, taking him deeper with each bob of her head.

When his breathing grew ragged, she eased her
mouth off of him, twirled the tip of her tongue along his slit,
then down the bottom, along the big vein that ran to the base. His
balls were drawn up tighter, but still hanging loose from the hot
water.

She sucked at one, but it was too big to fit
into her mouth, so she licked circles on every inch of it, dipping
her head and sneaking laps underneath, as well.

“Aw, sugar.” Deep and throaty, his words sent
shivers to pucker her breasts and clench at her core.

Taking her time with his other nut, she
nuzzled her nose into the space between his balls. Now she could
smell him, a masculine musk that made her mouth water. She got
serious, kneeling between his legs, taking his knob into her mouth
and running her tongue in hungry circles around his head.

The salty taste of his pre-cum hit her and
she licked his slit slowly, looking for more.

“You’re gonna make me shoot any second if you
keep doin’ that.”

Letting his cock drop from her mouth, she
gathered handfuls of water and splashed it on her breasts. Leaning
close to him, she slid his shaft between her slick tits. “How about
this? Better?”

When her gaze met his, the power behind his
stare dizzied her. His teeth clenched and his breath hissed between
them. “Anything...” His eyes closed for a second as a shiver raced
through him. “Anything you do is too hot for me to handle.”

She bit her lip to keep from crying out.
Never had anyone given her so much power over them. She knew what
she wanted to do for him.

Cupping more water in her hand, she lifted it
and poured it over her breasts, pressed against the sides of them
until she had him tight in the valley of her breasts. She started
to move. Sliding him nearly out the bottom, she leaned in to take
him along her skin until her chest hit his groin.

His cock head poked her in the chin, and she
licked the head as she backed off again, sliding him out.

“Aw jeez.” The words shot out of him. His
hands gripped the ledge of the tub and his breath panted.

Tracy moved faster, the slurping sounds as he
glided through her valley became rhythmic. Each time his cock shot
out the top of her breasts, she took him into her mouth and
sucked.

He held on, his body tensed. Was he holding
back? Not letting himself climax? She worked herself harder against
him, moving faster, and creating waves in the tub that sloshed
against the side. When she added a tiny scrape of her teeth along
his shaft as it rushed into her mouth, he stopped breathing for
long moments.

“That’s cheating. Too much for me to...” She
felt his cock swell even thicker and his body shook as thick ropes
of cum blasted from his slit, coating her lips as she took him into
her mouth and sucked greedily at the salty cream.

His shout echoed around the room and his hips
jutted upward with each of her downward strokes.

Sliding him out of her mouth, she let another
blast of his cum coat her breasts and chest. He pumped into her and
she took him with her whole body, loving how he let go of himself,
let her have control.

With a whole-body shudder, he stilled, his
cock pulsing between her breasts.

Tracy released him and used a finger to
gather up some of his cum from her chin. She gave him a hot look
and licked her finger.

“Aw, fuck.”