Leather for Two: Wings of Steel MC (14 page)

He leaned me back and I sank into the mattress. I anticipated him entering me. Soon I hoped.

Once he released his hands from my hair, he moved down my body, grabbing my hips in his palms. His warm breath brushed my moist slit. He licked one hipbone, then the other, swirling his tongue on my skin in a pattern of ecstasy.

“Oh damn!” I squirmed. I bent my knees and widened my hips, silently inviting him to take me, mold me under his body.

My reward didn’t come just yet, and I grew impatient. I dug my fingers through his hair and tugged, demanding. He chuckled and nibbled my inner thigh. I tightened my hold on his hair and he bit me harder. I whimpered and moaned. The sweet pain was gratifying.

He skimmed his fingers across the waistband of my panties, and as he lowered them, his thumbs brushed my most intimate part, and fire lit my soaked flesh. He nestled his knees between my thighs and I whirled within a need unlike any other I’d experienced.

“Your pussy smells so good. I’m going to dip my tongue into the sweetness.”

“Yessss!” I lift my head off the pillow. I would find release with his tongue. His eyes were closed, a look of pleasure I’d never forget. My inner thighs grew warmer, wetter, as I screamed silently for him to hurry and taste me.  My pants were heavy and loud in my ears. His fingers clasped my thighs, painful and nice at the same time.

I’m going crazy here
. He said he wouldn’t let me get that far.

“Blaze.” His name oozed off my lips. Could he see that I was burning alive?

“Patience, sweetheart. I’m going to take my time and indulge myself.”

He nibbled the sensitive flesh close to the apex of my thighs. A jolt skipped up my skin and pooled into my core. The fire was out of control. I clutched the sheets, ripping them, followed by his chuckle.

“Oh the things I want to do to you.” His teeth nibbled my knee now. Then his tongue. Swirling, licking, teasing. I arched back, crying out in a raw moan.

“I. Want. You,” I demanded.

“And I want you. But first, I want you to get so hot and bothered that you’re screaming my name and creaming on my face.”

Fuck! I’m going to do just that!

He moved his head lower.
Why oh why?
Everything he needed existed between my thighs.

His touch came at my feet, his warm breath, then his teeth nipping my ankle. I jerked away, but he pulled me back, rolling his tongue around one toe. Then my instep and back to my toes. I watched him, mesmerized. He sucked my big toe into his mouth, while he connected his gaze with mine. He continued suckling. I thought I’d burst from the forbidden sensation of his mouth on my feet.

I inhaled a deep breath and wailed. “Please, Blaze.” My voice was so hoarse I barely recognized it was my own. I barely recognized myself full of uninhibited desire. The wicked things I wanted to do to him whipped through my brain, sending me closer to the edge.

“Spread your legs wider, baby.”

I did.

“Lift your ass higher.”

Yes, I did that too.

“Mmm. Wet, pink treasure. The scent is intoxicating. I wonder what it tastes like?” He dipped his tongue into my folds, lapping the flesh like an ice cream cone. Licking and moaning. Groaning and sucking. How could he reach so many parts of me at once? He had a magical tongue. Yes! Yessss!

I was a goner…

The spasms took root in my uterus, slowly gliding with the intensity of a wildfire at my seam. The sensation grew so strong. I became lost in the shudders. He slipped a finger inside of me, then two, and I rolled my hips. I liked being dragged down a heated path that promised release. But the burning was spreading faster and expanding into every part of me.

“Yes, baby. Come for me.”

His ragged voice cajoled me. Luring me. Drawing me nearer to the cliff. Then he removed his touch.

I barely realized he crawled above me. His fingers encircled my ankles, spreading my legs wide. This was a new position, and I anxiously awaited his entrance. He hovered above me, his face illuminated by the lamp in the corner.

I was burning. My flesh was on fire. My pussy quivered as I continued clawing at the sheet, anticipating his cock.

He bent close to me, licking one nipple and blowing, then giving the other the same attention. The sweet contractions between my legs were back with a vengeance. How could he have so much control over me?

My legs stiffened. He still had them wide, grasping them in his hands.

I knew I’d soon fall apart in his hands. Soon…very soon.

“Please, Blaze.” I buried my cheek into the pillow

“Please what, baby?”

“Please put out this agonizing need,” I moaned the words.

A satisfied grin swept over his face. His fingers found my core and he slid his digits into me again, teasing the wet, coiled muscle. “You are ready.”

He reached for a foil packet from the box on the nightstand, ripped it open and rolled the sheath on his erection. Who would have imagined that he could find a condom to fit his large size? I wanted to see how he fit inside of me. I grabbed his ass as he moved between my legs, nestling his frame between my thighs, holding my ankles.

I watched down the slope of our sweat-slicked bodies as we were close to connecting.

“Baby, look at me.”

I lifted my gaze. His eyes were dark and mysterious. “Once we do this, nothing will ever be the same,” he whispered.

“Yes. And I’m fine with that.”

He situated himself at my core. “This is going to be an unforgettable moment.”

“Please,” I beg.

His head pressed my seam as I tugged at his ass. He slowly slid into me, stretching my sheath to fit around him. “It’s been a long time for you,” he mumbled.

“Long, long time.” My cries shattered the silence.

His mouth opened slightly, his breathing turned heavy. “Damn. You’re so effing tight.”

Then he glided deeper into me until there was no room left.

He pumped, thrusting with rigid movements. The tip of his erection touched a place deep inside of me that I never knew existed. I groaned and squirmed, my knees still wide and pressing his chest. I liked this position. I could feel him deep…so deep.

I adjusted to his size and my muscles loosened enough that I automatically met his hips, thrust for thrust. Pounding and slapping. His balls spanked my bottom. He let go of my knees and lowered his weight onto me. I wrapped my legs around his torso, our bodies pressed together, slick and hot. His moans crashed the silence.

My body lifted, like an elevator of pleasure. Upward, past each floor as I drew near…closer than ever to the awaiting arms. My body was stiff, a full feeling in my loins. My clit tingled and the sparks spread like warm honey into my legs.

“I want to cum with you wrapped around me, baby,” he urged.

The huskiness of his voice vibrated my body and it was all that I needed. I unraveled and exploded, climaxing in such a way that I wasn’t sure I’d ever return to earth. The spasms kept coming, distributing over my body until I lay under him, a thousand shattered pieces of me.

I knew he was close now. His body tightened. The muscles of his back rippled and he arched. A deep groan fell from his lips as he slammed into me.

I panted for my breaths, reeling myself in from the middle of the ocean. My thoughts were scattered. What we shared could only be described as dumbfounding, and even that didn’t do it justice.

He lay sprawled on top of me. I could feel the fast and heavy beating of his heart.

I didn’t disturb him. I liked this way too much.

Then he stirred, lifted himself on his elbows and looked down at me.  His eyes were dark, but kind. His jaw loose. He gently kissed me on each cheek and then quickly on the mouth as he pulled out of me.

The condom sagged around his semi-flaccid rod. I propped myself on elbow and watched as he dragged the used sheath off him and tossed it into the nearby trashcan.

“Amazing,” I whispered.

“I’m glad.” His eyes were on me, so intense. He came back and stretched beside me. I dropped my cheek to his chest. My limbs were like jelly as I tossed my leg over his hips and an arm around his waist. I realized I was smiling.

I knew making love with Blaze would be different, but I had no clue just how so. I never realized I could be wound so tight and unravel so quickly. I was reminded of a top that spun and spun and then toppled to its side. The pleasure of orgasm after orgasm was so profound. He left his mark on me.“I hope you realize you aren’t just a fuck for me.”

Looking up at him, I saw the sincerity. He looked sexy with his tousled hair, dark eyes, and serious expression. “I believe you,” I whispered. Snuggling closer to his warm skin, I listened to the beating of his heart. His fingers massaged my head and I drifted in heaven.

“So, you want to do that again?” His husky voice vibrated his chest.

I lifted my head. “Can you, I mean, so fast?”

“Yes, baby, I can.” He clutched his erection in his hand.

He shifted and hovered above me, kissing my cheeks, my eyelids, and then lower across my jaw and neck. Spasms started between my legs. I was ready again too.

“You have a hold over me,” he whispered next to my ear.

I liked having a hold on him.

I was never one that needed or wanted power or control, but when a man like Blaze revealed that you have that kind of hold, how could I feel anything but pure pleasure.

“Roll over. I want to see and touch all of you.”

The obstruction in my throat came back. “What?”

“I’ve kissed every part of your beautiful front. I want to do the same on the other side. A body like yours deserves attention everywhere.”

Apprehension rolled through me, but I didn’t argue. I turned over onto my stomach, a little self-conscious. I wasn’t in bad shape, thanks to Pilates, but I supposed every woman felt somewhat insecure having a man look at her bottom this close for the first time. But when he smoothed his fingers across my ass, I forgot about my inner shy girl and let the reserve disappear.

He trailed feathery light kisses along my shoulders, down my spine until he stopped at my waist. He swept his tongue across my tailbone and I shivered. Goosebumps scattered my flesh. “Blaze…”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“I-I’m not sure—”

“Don’t think, baby. Just feel. Should I blindfold you?”

Blindfold? I hadn’t ever thought of being blindfolded. I couldn’t say I was opposed to the thought. My inner thighs quaked in excitement. “I don’t know.”

“Uh-oh. You’re thinking again.”

I jerked when the material of his T-shirt came around my forehead and across my eyes. The cotton tightened and things took on a whole new perspective. I became fully aware that he clutched my hips and the crisp hairs on his body rubbed my sensitive skin. His erection smacked my bottom and I squealed in delight. I started to reach for the material that blinded me, but his fingers encircled my wrist. “Behave, Miss Rose, or I’ll find a rope too.”

Why did I find his threat sexy? What was wrong with me?

He blew across my skin and I trembled in need. His knees moved between mine, spreading my legs wider. He glided a hand behind my knee, tickling the delicate skin. I buried my face into the pillow to muffle my laughter, which quickly fizzled when his fingers traveled upward, gently flicking.

“You have a nice ass. Of course, I’ve told you that before.” His husky voice made my heart skip a beat.

I shouldn’t be so easily flattered, but my ego certainly wasn’t bruised.

His fingers followed the seam of my backdoor slowly, then slipping over my moist lips. “I know what you like.” His words held promise. He reached my clitoris, circling the gem, flicking and rolling the pad of his finger along the nub. The pillow stifled my moan. “Yes, baby. Grind that ass.”

He slipped a finger inside of me and my hips took on a dance on their own accord. I was no longer in control as my body reacted. He joined another digit with the first, pumping and thrusting, stretching my walls. I grew wetter. Hotter. Adrenaline made my blood boil. I lifted my hips, meeting his knuckles with each thrust. The blindfold was a bittersweet intrusion. I wanted to see him, and yet I focused on the pleasure rushing through my loins.

“Ooh…I think I’ve reached your button.” His voice tingled my eardrum. His fingers were still inside of me and his thumb stroked my clit. He continued to move, strumming my libido. In and out. Rubbing and circling until my head spun.

My heart pounded in my chest, skipping beats. A fire unleashed inside of me and I knew I’d do anything he asked. I was his for the taking.

“That’s a nice pussy. Tight and wet for me.”

My bottom lip quivered. I was close to orgasm…lingering near the precipice.

I started for the blindfold again, but as expected, he caught my hand. “Not yet. I want you to concentrate on the feeling of my hands on you. How I feel when I fill you completely.”

He withdrew his fingers from my body. The void disappointed me, but I didn’t have to wait long. His thumb touched my back portal, caressing the virgin opening. I relaxed into the mattress, my ass high in the air. I’d never been touched here. He slipped the tip of his finger inside. Tingles rushed along the passage and the slight pain quickly eased into pleasure.