P I Honeytrap (10 page)

She ignored his horny pleading, focusing her rapt attention on the increasing pleasure she was getting from her own manipulation and the knowledge that Reuben was watching her and enjoying the show so much. Her lips parted and she panted slightly. She wanted to remove her shorts badly and feel fingers in her warm, wet folds.

Hayley revealed her breasts as she reached for the opening on her shorts.

‘Oh yes, Hayley,’ he murmured, lost in the erotic spectacle. ‘Unzip them, push them down.’

She undulated in a grinding dance that drove him crazy, taking her sweet time to divest her body of her clothing. Turning again, she bent over from the waist to push her shorts to her ankles, pushing her buttocks in the air and giving him the perfect view of her cleft and pussy, covered only in a strip of flimsy white cotton. She rose to step out of them and weaved her body around as if she was dancing alone in her bedroom, oblivious to the interest of her audience.

Hayley wasn’t oblivious. Although she failed to acknowledge his words of encouragement, she performed only for him and knowingly drove him wild with desire for her. She knew that the moment she released the bindings at his wrists he would be upon her, thrusting into her soft body.

‘You don’t need those panties. Go all the way.’

Deciding he was getting a bit too bossy for someone in his position, Hayley moved over to stand directly in front of him. He looked down into her eyes, trailed his hot gaze over her breasts. He was pulling against the ties that held him, frustration oozing out of every pore. He hooked out a leg around her thigh and pulled her towards him. Off-balance, she stumbled gently, landing against his chest.

Utilising the oil she had spread there earlier, Hayley rubbed her body sinuously over his, coating them both in the glistening slickness. She ground her breasts against his chest, loving the thrill it sent coursing through her tingling nipples.

‘Untie me,’ he begged. ‘I want to touch you. Feel you. Hayley? Please?’

She stopped and looked into his eyes. She wanted him to touch her too, but more, she wanted to make him long for her. Wrapping her arms around him, pressing his hips to hers, she ground her hips into his mummified erection.

‘Put your legs around me,’ Reuben suggested. He was madly improvising, she knew. ‘Put me inside you. I can give you what you want but you can still have all the control.’

It was an idea she liked. Especially as she wasn’t done tormenting him yet. Was she still attempting to make him pay for Tammy? For not coming after her when she left, the last time? Her hands sought the bandage wound around his cock and slowly rolled it off. Reuben was sweating with need by the time she exposed his erection fully. Her hands slicked oil slowly up and down its thick length.

‘Put your arms around my neck,’ he directed her, urgently.

‘Who is in control here? If you don’t stop giving orders, I’ll leave you here all night and raise the shutters with the lights on.’ She raised her eyebrow in challenge.

He grimaced. She knew he couldn’t be sure she wasn’t joking. He shut up and waited. Reuben released a tightly held breath as she pushed out of her panties. She could sense the urgency in the rigidity of his body, his jutting appendage, his black, black eyes.

Hayley coiled her arms around his neck and they both gave a tight, needy laugh. Swinging her legs up around his body, she gripped tightly as he nuzzled her neck and shoulders, to encourage her to strive onwards. He wouldn’t want her to give up.

Hayley reached down seeking his shaft. She guided it to the swollen softness between her thighs, creamy, yearning to receive its divine stimulation. Her body began to slide from his.

Reuben’s frustration grew. ‘Untie my hands, Hayley. Just one. I’ll play with your clit, make this so good for you.’

‘Not going to happen, Reuben. Stop distracting me. If I slide off, I might not try again.’ Teasing a frustrated, horny man was pure joy and she was having way too much fun containing his power. ‘I can play with my clit myself, using this.’

She slid over his cock, lifting and lowering as it glided over her swollen source of pleasure. An ecstatic moan escaped her lips as she writhed.

It was more than he could bear. ‘Oh Hayley, take pity. Let me pleasure you.’

She wasn’t fooled. ‘You want me to fuck you.’

‘Yeah, fuck me, Hayley. We both need to orgasm. It’s been days.’ Every outward breath contained a muted groan. Hearing that pleased her more than anything.

‘You really didn’t?’

‘Uh-huh.’ He shook his head. ‘I was waiting for you to come back to me.’

‘That confident, eh?’ She continued to jerk her pussy against his cock, agitating her clitoris over its tip, building the sexual tension in both their bodies. Little mewls of excitement grew in her throat. Another grimace stole across his face. Hayley knew he was close but still wasn’t done with him yet. ‘Hold on. I need this more than you do.’

‘You have no idea, peaches, just how much I need to come and if you don’t stop polishing my cock with your silk like that, it will happen by itself.’ He was fighting to hold back for her.

She positioned his cock at her entrance. As he thrust upwards on the balls of his feet, driving into her before she changed her mind, she dropped her weight down. His rigid cock stretched her tight elasticity as it sank inside her sheath. The counter forces of their movement burned a bright spark through her pussy nerves that ignited in her brain.

‘Fuck me harder,’ she ordered recklessly, lifting and releasing his length.

He drove upwards again and her tight flesh parted and closed around him, making her nipples tingle and her throat dry from panting. ‘Again.’ The exhaustion of holding herself upright over his oiled-up torso was beginning to bite, especially with the weakening effects of her imminent orgasm.

Reuben had hardly buried his erection inside her a third time when she erupted with a squeal, her tight, muscular walls gripping his member and wringing it mercilessly, each wave harder than the last. He released explosively recognising her high-pitched signal, jerking and thrusting upwards inside her until he had spent every drop. Low, harsh, guttural grunts ripped from the back of his throat, signalling the prevalence of the primitive brain, overriding all conscious human thought.

There was hardly enough energy left in Hayley’s body to return to the floor upright. Reuben had little sympathy as he slowly recovered his rational senses. ‘Well, you will tie a guy up helplessly.’ He laughed, his staccato breath erratic.

Reaching up weakly, she released one of his wrists and he clamped his weighty forearm around her waist to support her hard against him while she undid the other. Her knees were ready to fail.

‘Hayley?’

‘Mmm?’ Her head rested against his chest as he stroked her hair. She felt the solid thudding of his heart.

‘Are we good now?’

She looked up into Reuben’s eyes and saw sincerity. ‘We’re good,’ she reassured him in an exhausted whisper. It was only fair. He had to wonder after the past few days. She finally believed she could handle the emotional intensity.

‘Remember I trusted you, with the blindfold and the wrist restraints?’ he asked tentatively. ‘Well, do you trust me?’

She did. She really did. It wasn’t just the fantastic sex. He wasn’t going to hurt her. ‘I trust you, Reuben.’

He put her to the test. Slowly, Reuben took her face between his hands. Guiding, not holding. He inched closer by degrees until his firm lips pressed softly against hers. At first she stiffened, then slowly relaxed. She knew he understood that it was a big deal for her.

He kissed her. The first time ever.

Chapter Seven

Reuben led Hayley to the showers.

Where the hell had she learnt all that bondage stuff? When Hayley suddenly started trembling, he turned the water up as hot as she could bear it. He knew she was weak from exhaustion. Low blood sugar. Her sexual gymnastics were amazing and any woman less fit wouldn’t have managed what she had done. She had supported her own body weight, fighting the effects of gravity and the slippery slope of his torso while she had given him a mind-blowing fuck. A case of climbing the oily pole. Literally.

He smiled. It made him hot for her, all over again.

As her muscles were still quivering, he manoeuvred her backwards so she got the best of the hot flow. But he didn’t kid himself it was just physical. She was reacting to emotion too. She had let him kiss her. Let him break that unspoken barrier between them.

After he’d done it, he’d felt like whooping and jumping up, punching the air in triumph. He’d resisted the temptation. Didn’t reckon she would appreciate it, somehow.

But she had let him kiss her.

God, how he wanted to kiss her again. He wasn’t about to push his luck.

Reuben squeezed lime shampoo into the palm of his hand. He rubbed it through his fingers and took her head between his hands, massaging the foam through her scalp and down the lengths of her hair. She closed her eyes against his firm, gentle action.

He lifted the strands, rinsing until the suds ran clear away. Next he worked conditioner through and turned her around, her back towards him, so it didn’t wash straight out again. The water cascaded over the curves of her breasts and stomach, running down the mound between her legs. He watched its descent from above her shoulder. He leant back to admire the curve of her spine and the divided swell of her buttocks.

God, she was beautiful. His erection prompted him that it was time to take her again. Would it be too soon? Would she reject him for being some insatiable sex beast? He didn’t want to blow this. She really had no idea just how dominant and sexually demanding he could be. For her, he had held back. He knew she was fighting something in her past and he hadn’t wanted to lose her by pushing her too far, too fast. But his body wanted hers. Badly. All the time. So he had to be more intelligent about his pursuit.

He would just have to make her need his pleasuring.

Reuben pushed her hair to one side, over her shoulder. He placed his lips just beneath her ear, dropping a line of soft, nuzzling kisses, and moving downwards. She leant her cheek into his and shivered. Her response gave him confidence. He would show her how good it was to be kissed. All over.

He pressed his mouth to the little rounded bones at the base of her skull where they met the top of her spine. His tongue touched her skin softly and he lapped his way up into her wet hairline, gathering water droplets onto his tongue and letting them roll off again down her neck.

A soft murmur of pleasure escaped her lips.

‘You like that?’ he whispered close to her ear. ‘I’m going to lick every drop of water off your skin. Draw the moisture from your nipples. Suck your pussy till you come real hard.’

Reuben felt her back stiffen. He hoped it was in anticipation and excitement. When she didn’t object, he continued by cupping his mouth to the flesh at the top of her spine. He sucked firmly, creating a vacuum which lifted the muscle from her bone, before releasing it. Slowly working his way downwards, he stopped at every vertebra until his mouth nestled at the cleft of her buttocks.

He worked his mouth across one firm globe and then the other, giving small nips with his teeth to bring her from her increasingly relaxed state back to the edge again. His cock throbbed with excitement, his balls tightened with tension.

Dropping to the tiled floor, Reuben nudged Hayley’s thighs apart. He worked his body between them, resting face up beneath her. Unstable, she braced her arms against the shower wall as he slid his tongue along the edges of her shaved slit, probing minutely at the salty sensations hidden between her labia. He could feel her body undulate beneath the onslaught of his probing tongue. Her soft sounds of pleasure assailed his ears, breaking through the rush of water hitting every surface.

‘You have a beautiful pussy,’ he gasped against the flow of water hitting him in the face, not caring that he was being half drowned under the falling torrent. ‘I want to fuck it so bad.’ Right now, he couldn’t think of any place on earth he’d rather be.

Rising to his knees, Reuben nuzzled his face into her pretty mound, nibbling and placing firm kisses against her bare flesh. He parted the lips with his fingers, rubbing both thumbs repeatedly in a circular motion over her creamy clit, before clamping his mouth to the nub of sensitive flesh and suckling gently. As her hips began to thrust, pressing her sex hard against his mouth, he could hear the more tormented moans that issued from her.

Reuben didn’t want her to come until he was inside her, though. He really wanted his cock caressed by her hot, wet heat. He slowly withdrew the pressure of his touch until just the tip of his tongue flicked at her clit, causing a rapid jerking of her hips accompanied by gentle yips of excitement. When they built dangerously, he pushed his tongue as far into the opening to her vagina as it would penetrate and then fully withdrew.

‘Reuben?’

He knew she wanted to come. ‘Soon, Hayley, soon,’ he promised. But not before he had explored her naked body even more intimately. He wanted his fingers on her, inside her. Everywhere it was possible for them to go.

He knelt up and reached for the shower gel. He soaped her buttocks and pussy in masses of creamy foam, recognising the difference between the lather and her own body’s copious creaminess which allowed his fingers to slither through her sex as his hands explored every inch of her lower body. His fingers invaded each crevice and he pushed a soapy thumb firmly up to its base into her anus, maintaining an upwards pressure while he thrust the two long fingers of his other hand into her vagina, leaving a thumb free to slide across her clit again. The rapid succession of movements in and out forced Hayley to grasp his hair and hang on tight.

‘Oh yes, Reuben. Make me come. Make me come hard.’

He stilled his action when she was on the brink, then built the tension in her pussy again. Reuben felt for her. He knew she needed to orgasm badly, but he didn’t intend to give her what she wanted just yet. ‘Hang on for me, peaches. I want to be up there with you when you come.’

‘Now, Reuben,’ she pleaded. ‘I’ll come twice for you. I can.’

He took no chances. When you’re as desperate to come as Hayley was, you’d promise anything. He smiled tightly. He was fighting not to ram his hot cock into that willing pussy. He wanted to feel its pull and grip, until his own implosion happened. She was on the cusp as he withdrew his hands to her pitifully needy whimper.

He stood up before her and held her tight to his body. Hayley started to rub her pussy against him to build the friction she wanted again, reaching up onto her toes to tease his erection into her aching chasm.

‘Any more of that and my cock will burn nuclear,’ he told her. He was pretty close to coming too, and it was sheer force of will that held him back. But he wanted to kiss her as she came. It was always his plan. To teach her that letting him kiss her led to good things happening. Nothing to be afraid of.

He held her off his body with his hands around her upper arms, and bent his head to her swollen breast. He placed his mouth over one tightly puckered nipple and suckled forcefully. She whimpered at the punishing thrill. He swapped to her other side, tugging the nipple between his lip-covered teeth then grazing and nipping until she cried out.

Reuben straightened up. He looked into her smoky eyes. They pleaded with him silently. How could he make this beauty wait any longer? How could he wait? She couldn’t even beg him to complete her, she was so far beyond speech.

‘Kiss me, Hayley, while I make you come.’ He waited. His thumbs flicked at her nipples to keep her floating.

Her lips parted. ‘Fuck me first,’ she challenged.

‘Uh-uh. It’s up to you.’ He could wait this out, he could. His balls prickled. His cock throbbed. He ran a soothing hand up and down its length. ‘What are you afraid of? You know I don’t bite.’

He wanted to grab her, plunge his tongue inside her hot, wet mouth as he came. More than that, he wanted her to come to him.

‘I’m not afraid of you, anyway,’ she groaned.

‘Hurry, Hayley. Make your mind up. We can leave it here, if you want.’ He couldn’t. His body had gone way beyond that already.

He slid his tormenting fingers through her slickness and over her clit again. The tension was making her mad. Mad enough to just do it. Go on, just do it, Hayley. Break the curse.

Suddenly, she pressed her mouth hard against his. Reuben touched the head of his cock to her vagina and waited, hovering at her slick entrance. She opened her mouth slowly and he slid his tongue inside her mouth, mirroring the action by sliding his entire rigid length into her wanting channel. He thrust and she gasped against his lips.

He slid his tongue around her lips as he withdrew his cock. Both parts of his body thrust again, against hers. Her urgent impatient hip movements told him she wanted him to go deeper inside her.

Slamming her back against the shower wall, he gripped her around the buttocks, lifting her into his arms. She wrapped her legs around him as he thrust her hard and deep against the tiles. There was no holding back for him now as he pounded her into the wall, bruising his lips against hers at the moment her orgasm swamped them both with its ferocity.

He sucked her tongue into his mouth and came victoriously.

While the tumult of their bodies slowly subsided, he lowered her against the wall and leant into her, maintaining the contact of his warm flesh with hers as she shuddered her ending.

‘Still think you could come again?’ he teased.

Reuben slowly soaped her body clean, allowing the water to rinse it away as he worked. She danced around with over-sensitivity as his hands swept across her intimate skin before starting on his own.

‘Let me wash you,’ she said.

He watched her as she ran her hands over each taut sinew, every packed bulge and ridge. When her hands gently caressed his balls and cock, he thought it would be easy to allow himself to love this woman. This woman who had trusted him enough to finally let him kiss her, no matter what her demons. Even if it was because he wasn’t taking no for an answer. He smiled. But he wondered what – who – had made her that wary.

As Hayley let Reuben rub her down with a warm towel, she wondered what it meant that she had let him kiss her. What it meant that he had made her kiss him back. She could have said no. But she couldn’t find it in herself to be angry; to be sorry that she had finally confronted that issue which had controlled her for the better part of her life.

‘Will you stay tonight, Hayley?’ Reuben kept a small apartment upstairs for when he worked late, or early.

‘No. I’m going home. I have a lot of work on over the next few days.’

‘I get it,’ Reuben replied. ‘You know you won’t get any sleep, with my hot body lying next to yours. Well, I admit it. I’m a sore temptation to any girl.’

She rolled her eyes. He didn’t seem to take offence or feel rejected. He was still giving her space to come to him in her own time. Taking nothing for granted. It was the only way she could do this.

At least she still had Reuben to come back to. Hayley decided she was glad about that, at least. She wouldn’t worry unduly about whether good buddy sex had just turned into something more. It would be just worry about nothing. It was still only great sex.

The next assignment for Hayley’s team was one they all anticipated with some dread. Their clients were the wealthy parents of Abigail Winstanley, country set, jet set. Top drawer. They could have hired any agency they liked. So why hers?

‘Because of the specialist services we provide and because the man under investigation is coming home for a few days.’ This town was home.

‘So you’re really getting to do rock star Billy Solar?’ Paolo’s eyes were out on stalks.

Hayley grimaced and tutted at his crude terminology. ‘Formally known as William Sobrezski. Small-time criminal, abuser of women and drug-taker too.’

‘But he plays a mean guitar,’ Paolo argued. He was a lot younger than the rest of the team and more likely to be star-struck by the town’s biggest claim to fame.

‘Admittedly, when he hit the big time, he significantly reduced those less attractive activities,’ she admitted. ‘At least in public. But it doesn’t change the person he is. He can be a mean son of a bitch and we all need to keep alert. I need to know you’ve all got my back on this one.’

The team reassured her, and Hayley told herself she would be all right and that she didn’t need to worry about what might happen.

Marty chipped in with his research. ‘He’s earning more than he could spend in a lifetime from the music industry. His activities with drugs and women are still catered for but hushed up by the vast team of publicists he employs to keep him at the top. I’ve no idea how deep his criminal activities still run. We’d need a lot more time to properly investigate that one.’

That was what worried Hayley the most. There were some pretty nasty guys out there. ‘It’s what concerns the Winstanleys too. That and the engagement.’

Everyone knew Billy Solar was planning to marry a girl from back home. And not just any girl either. The daughter of one of the foremost important and wealthy families in his old home town. The Winstanleys’ own daughter, Abigail.

Alice confirmed details gathered at the first interview. ‘The Winstanleys are convinced he doesn’t care about their daughter. They believe he is just making a point.’

It was true. A family like theirs wouldn’t have looked at a boy like William Sobrezski before he became famous. They were also as convinced as anyone of the stories they’d heard about the young man who grew up in their town. No good.

‘Unfortunately for them, Abigail refuses to listen to a word her parents say to her.’ Paolo sounded like he knew the score.