Since I Saw You (27 page)

“You might wear jeans, but underneath, you’re always silk,” he’d said.

She gathered the nerve to look up at him as she opened the lightweight sweater and shrugged it off her shoulders and arms. Kam sat unmoving, watching her with an alert focus. From where did these bouts of shyness come, when she’d already shared so many intimacies with him? She dropped the sweater on the floor with her other clothes, realizing that her moments of self-consciousness somehow sharpened her arousal. Her hands hesitated at her waist.

“Take off the bra,” Kam said. “I’ll remove the panties.”

Excitement shot through her at his words. The silence seemed to press on her eardrums as she unfastened the bra and peeled the cups off her breasts. As she tossed the garment onto the floor, she saw his gaze fix on her bare breasts, his nostrils flaring slightly. She stood before him, nude save for her underwear.

Kam blinked, as if coming to back to himself.

“Come here,” he said. He reached for a leather cuff on the bedside table. “Lift one foot to my lap,” he directed. “Use the table to brace yourself if you need to.”

She lifted her foot without hesitation. Her dance training had made her very sure of her balance. Kam opened his hand below her lower calf, sliding his palm along her ankle and heel, squeezing her foot lightly at the arch. He pressed the sole against his crotch. Lin tensed, arousal tingling through her. She could feel the shape of his testicles through his jeans. His cock was trapped in his briefs along his left thigh. She could feel the thick shaft along the left side of her foot.

When he wrapped the thick leather around her ankle and tightened the platinum buckle, she felt herself dampen. She couldn’t say precisely why she found the whole procedure intensely erotic, but she knew Kam agreed with her. She felt his cock thicken next to her foot.

“The other one,” Kam prompted. His hand caressed her heel deliciously before she removed her foot from his lap. He held out one hand expectantly and she lifted her other leg. He caught it at the ankle and brought it against him. This time, he tucked the captive foot more snugly against his balls, pushing the heel against his root and closing his strong thighs around it. Lin gritted her teeth, her breathing escalating as she watched him slip the black leather around her calf and lower it to her ankle. The feeling of tension only amplified as he tightened the cuff and his blatant arousal resonated into her foot.

After she’d lowered her leg and he’d put a cuff on each of her wrists, he stood from the bed.

“One second,” he said. “I’m going to get something from the bathroom.” He returned a moment later carrying the clip she’d gotten from her clutch earlier in order to restrain her hair for her shower. He handed it to her. “Can you put your hair up so that it’s out of your face?” he asked. Lin nodded, gathering her long hair. He watched her intently as she stretched, her hands over her head, twisting the mass. Her nipples tightened beneath his stare. He liked her in that pose. It was the same one he’d asked her to take earlier when they made love. The memory amplified the intimacy that seemed to be falling over them like a spell.

In the distance, she heard thunder rumble. He turned. She paused in the action of fixing her hair to her head when she saw him remove the bullet vibrator from the drawer. Kam noticed her expression.

“Since checking e-mail is a relatively small infraction, I thought we’d mix a little pleasure with your punishment,” he said with a smile. He set down the vibrator on the bedside table and began to unfasten the fly of his jeans. Lin just stood there, her body growing taut with anticipation, her nipples prickling and stiffening as he unbuttoned his shirt. He whipped it off with one brisk twist of lean, defined muscle. He kicked off his tennis shoes and socks rapidly, then jerked his jeans down over hips and legs. His boxer briefs looked starkly white next to the dark skin and hair on his muscular thighs. His erection pressed tightly against the front panel, a flagrantly beautiful package.

He picked up the vibrator. “Come here,” he told her. He sat near the bottom corner of the bed at a slightly slanted angle, his knees pointed toward the six-foot mahogany poster. “Crawl up on the bed and kneel next to me here,” he told her, patting the thigh toward the center of the bed. His hand opened along her lower back and then her hip, guiding her when she joined him on her hands and knees on the bed, crawling next to this body. “There,” he muttered thickly when her head hovered over his lap and she looked down at his cock pressed against stretchy cotton. He took one of her wrists and lifted it, repositioning it between his thighs on the mattress. “Stay still. I’ll tell you to move when I want you to.”

He twisted slightly, caressing her spine, his touch causing the tingling of her pussy to amplify. What was he going to do? His deliberate manner and orchestration of their positioning was increasing her tension and arousal unbearably. He slipped his hand beneath her panties and caressed her bottom. She bit off a whimper. Outside, thunder rumbled again.

“Shhh,” he soothed, pushing her panties down her thighs. “There, that’s beautiful,” she heard him mutter as he palmed one bare buttock and caressed the other. Heat flooded her pussy. He’d told her to leave on her panties for this simple yet powerful moment of eroticism. He was a devil with his little tricks. She jumped when he lifted his hand and popped first one cheek, then the other, his spanks light as though he was experimenting with the mechanics of the position.

“Oh, Kam,” she moaned when he suddenly reached over her ass and probed her pussy with his finger. He penetrated her slit immediately and began pushing his finger in and out. Her elbows gave way slightly, lowering her upper body, as she automatically repositioned herself to take his thrusting finger more ideally.

“You’re very wet,” he murmured near her ear. “Did you like me putting on your ankle restraints as much as I did?”

“Yes,” she gasped. Her muscles tightened in protest when he drew his finger out of her. Panting, she saw him pick up the vibrator and flick on the power. He put his hand beneath her heaving belly and pressed it against her skin, buzzing her. Slowly, he moved downward. Lin clamped her eyes shut, her anticipation almost painful. Her back arched. Her breasts felt heavy and achy.

“Isn’t this a nicer way to spend a Sunday than working?” he asked, and she heard the smile in his voice.

“Yes. Oh yes,” she muttered as he ran the vibrator over the sensitive patch of skin just above her labia.

“That’s right,” he growled softly. The vibrator lowered over her sex lips, but his touch was light. “Don’t move your hips an inch,” he directed sternly. He tingled and teased the flesh until she panted, her muscles coiled tight.

“Feel good?” he murmured.

“Yes.” Her eyes clamped shut. “Oh, more. Please,” she gasped.

He grunted softly and pushed the vibrator more firmly, buzzing her clit. It felt delicious. She moaned her approval, her hips flexing against his hand. He lowered his hand, depriving her of the exquisite vibrations. “Stay still,” he reminded her. She nodded, too breathless to speak, and he pressed the vibrator to her again. Lin stared down covetously at his erection and began to sweat. Kam removed the vibrator, but instantly the ridge of his finger was rubbing her clit.

“Juicy,” he murmured his approval. “But I don’t want to forget your punishment, do I?” Much to her disappointment, he withdrew his hand from under her and set the vibrator on the bedspread. He grabbed a buttock, squeezing it to his palm. She could feel that his finger was coated with moisture from her pussy. He let go of her, his hand swinging back.
Smack
. He left a tingling patch on the bottom curve of her right buttock. His arm swung back again. He struck her left buttock tautly, then her right again. Lin moaned in excitement. He spanked her prickling bottom again. In her position, she saw his cock jump against the clinging boxer briefs. Without telling herself to move, she instinctively began to lean into his lap, wild to feel his swollen, hard cock press against her lips and tongue.

He halted her with a hand on her shoulder.

“You want that?” he asked, his voice a dark seduction.

“Yes.”

“Tell me, Lin.”

She licked her lower lip, her gaze never leaving the outline of his cock. “I want you. I want your cock in my mouth,” she said, excitement making her sound breathless. He used both hands to jerk at the waistband of the briefs. His cock sprung free, long and heavy. He lowered the briefs to his thighs and then fisted the thick staff at the base. He held his cock up for her. Her mouth watered as she stared at the heavy stalk and succulent, fat cockhead. He tapped her right arm. “Put this hand up on the poster to brace yourself and the other one on my thigh.” She followed his directions and lowered, her mouth hovering a bare inch over his cock. “I will have to give you a few more spankings while you suck. Then we will finish with the flogger. I have to convince you somehow that too much work makes for a dull Lin. Am I convincing you that there are better things to be done with your spare time?” he murmured gently

A shudder of excitement went through her as she watched him stroke his cock lazily. She had never craved him more. Distantly she was aware of thunder crashing, sounding closer . . . vaguely ominous. The hair on her forearms prickled, standing on end. A storm was rushing the city.

“Oh yes,” she whispered. She lowered and stretched her lips around his cockhead. Closing her eyes, she gave the crown a firm polishing with her tongue, and then sucked at it. Hard. Kam’s rough groan of appreciation emboldened her. She wet the staff above his fingers with her sliding tongue and inserted the thick head again between her lips. His hand opened at the back of her head, gently urging her down over the staff.

“C’est si bon,”
he groaned as she filled her mouth with him. Her head began to bob in his lap, her intent focused and single-minded. He continued to hold his cock up for her. His other hand drifted down her naked spine onto her ass. He spanked her once, twice, the cracking sounds amplifying her excitement. She bobbed faster. Her actions were fervid and hungry, but he spanked her slowly, taking his time, pausing to rub her buttocks into his palm, seeming to enjoy the warmth he was transferring into her flesh. Lin felt his stare on her as she sucked his cock. It only excited her more. She became fevered, determinedly swallowing more and more of his length. When she ducked down and bumped her lips against his fist, he hissed in pleasure.

“Oh, you get a reward for that,
mon petit chaton
,” she heard him say. Then the vibrator was back on her pussy. She screamed, his cock muffling the sound. She ducked down again, taking his cock deep. Her lips tapped against his fist in a rapid rhythm as she crested. She heard Kam’s guttural groan of approval as if from a distance. She started to come.

“Oh yeah. Oh yeah, that’s so good,” she heard Kam say, an edge of wildness to his tone. She realized she was screaming and moaning as orgasm shuddered through her, and the vibrations from her vocal cords were resonating into his appreciative flesh.

He pulled her off his cock. She blinked in disorientation, gasping, staring down at his furious, glistening erection. He pushed the vibrator against her clit, wringing another shiver of pleasure out of her. Lin moaned and panted, shuddering next to his hand, undone by pleasure.

Instinctively, she leaned down again, tempted by his beautiful cock.

“No,” he said, halting her, his tone desire-bitten and rough. He dropped his hand from between her thighs. “I was about to come. Your hot little mouth was giving me very little choice in the matter.”

He put his hands on her shoulders and encouraged her to straighten. Then he was kissing her sensitized, sore lips, his tongue dipping between them hungrily. “You could make a man forget almost anything with this beautiful mouth,” he muttered a moment later, nipping at her moist lips. “But we are not finished yet.”

“No?” Lin whispered, still dazed from her thunderous climax.

“No,” he said grimly, standing. She watched him as he stepped out of his boxer briefs, her gaze touring his long, muscular body covetously. His cock sprung out from his body in flagrant arousal. He cupped the tumescent flesh in his palm from below, wincing as he stroked himself. The evidence of his sharp arousal sent a fresh jolt of stimulation through her. The dim bedroom suite suddenly flickered with light. Thunder came immediately on its heels. Electricity seemed to flow in her blood, making it race.

“Kneel at the edge of the bed,” he said quietly, approaching her. He guided her with his hands, pausing to draw her silk panties down her legs, removing them. She put her knees near the edge of the mattress and braced herself on her arms. She looked behind her at Kam, both anxious and almost unbearably desirous. He grabbed a pillow and put it on the bed in front of her. “Put your cheek on the pillow. Brace yourself on your shoulders,” he instructed. “Good. Now put your hands together at your back. I’m going to restrain your wrists,” he told her. Her heartbeat throbbed in the ear she had pressed against the soft pillow as he used the hooks and rings on her cuffs to bind her wrists at her back. She pulled gently, testing the restraints. She was bound, and good. A whimper fell past her lips.

“Shhh,” Kam murmured, rubbing her hip. He must have thought the small sound signified anxiety, when it was really arousal. He stroked her thigh and hip soothingly. “I’m going to use the flogger on your ass. Not much. Your infraction was minimal,” he said, and she heard the warmth and humor in his deep voice.

“I can’t imagine what you’d have in store for me if I dared to, say . . . write a memo,” she muttered next to the pillow drolly.

“Oh, you wouldn’t want to even imagine it,” he said, his mock-sinister tone making her laugh. “Well, maybe you would,” he admitted. She saw him move from the corner of her vision, and then he was behind her again. She bit off a moan when she felt the soft suede tails slide against her ass. They moved down the crack of her buttocks and between her legs, tickling her sex. She gasped when he pressed up slightly, applying pressure.