Stern Desire Love Redeemed (16 page)

"What are you smiling about?" I asked.

"I can't believe how shy you are."

I really would prefer if the lights were off.

"Come here, Kyra," he said in a compelling, sexy voice.

I slid over in front of him.

"Stand."

Water ran down my body as I obediently did as Jared asked.
It was awkward standing naked in front of him, but his eyes spoke volumes. I had never felt more beautiful, desired, adored.

"You are stunning," he said, taking my hand and pulling me toward him. He leaned forward and planted kisses on my pubic area.
Please
lick my clit like you did earlier, and make it last longer.
As if reading my thoughts, his warm tongue slid between my legs and gently teased my clitoris. Before my legs failed me, I reached out and placed a hand against the
column next to the tub for balance. He lifted my left leg and placed it next to him on the step for better access. Leaning forward and burying his face between my thighs, his tongue swept from the opening of my vagina, spreading my pink
flowering lips in its wake, and finished the intense journey with a gentle suck and tug of my clit.

Over and over again he repeated this routine, my body growing weaker with each sweep of his tongue. My clit, engorged with blood from
his stimulation, stood erect as it peeked out like a budding flower. I was not sure how much of this I could take standing. My legs were turning into jelly. He cradled my dripping v-jay in his hand and gently massaged my swollen clitoris with his thumb.
Oh God, how long I've waited for this.
My pelvis was
heavy with emotions, ready to be released in his waiting hand. I bit my lip to hold in the moan, but the aching in my pelvis was more than I could bear. A loud moan escaped me and my v-jay started to pulsate.

"Straddle me, Kyra."

I placed my other foot on the step next to him and slowly lowered myself on his upturned penis.

I wonder if it will fit.

Fuck
. I felt him filling me and me accommodating him
so perfectly. The tip of his penis gently bumped against my cervix, enhancing the sexual experience. I held on to his shoulders and slowly moved up and down the length of his dick, his hips coming up to meet me. He placed his hands on
my butt and moved me back and forth. Our eyes met, his eyes blazed with passion. My swollen clit rubbed against his pubic area, stimulating me even more. The aching tension built in my pelvis. My breathing increased; so did my
heart rate and my blood pressure. Every muscle in my body contracted.

Fuck, it's happening.

I lowered my head and kissed him hard. The muscles in my pelvic floor, vagina, uterus and rectum contracted. I closed my eyes tightly as
a myriad of feelings coursed through every vein in my body. I began to shiver.

"Hold it, baby. Not yet," Jared coaxed.

"I don't...I don't think I can," I stuttered.

And I did not want to. I was almost there and I was not going to hold it off. Then he did the unthinkable. Just when I felt that numbing sensation, he lifted me off his lap, withdrawing himself rapidly out of
me, leaving me empty and on the verge of tears. He scooped me in his arms and stepped out of the tub. I had waited so long for this, to come so close. Tears welled in my eyes, but I fought them back. He placed me on my feet, grabbed a plush towel from the rack and dried me off, gently drying between my legs. He
dropped the towel on the ground and swept me off my feet.

He laid me gingerly on the bed, spread open my legs with his, and settled between them, his manhood brushing against me pleasurably. He took
a nipple in his mouth and gently pulled. Passion surged inside me. His hand slid between my legs, which opened even farther for him. His fingers sunk in me, exploring me, and my hips gyrated against his penetrating fingers. My sweet
fluids lubricated his hand. His thumb stimulated my clitoris until it was back to its budding state. Jared positioned himself between my legs and brought my legs back in the air - I lay open and vulnerable, all my glory on display for him to do as he wished.

I jumped as he pushed my clitoral hood back and my pink flower opened up at his touch. I threw my head back and stiffened as the tip of his tongue met my clitoris. Gently he licked it with his moist, warm tongue, one hand reaching up to my breast. He pinched my nipple. A primal moan escaped
me as I writhed under his tongue and his punishing fingers.

"Talk to me, Kyra," Jared said tenderly.

I moaned and raised my hips to meet his tongue, which was
driving me closer and closer to a pleasure induced insanity. The passion he evoked in me had enslaved me to him. I had felt emotions I did not know my body was capable of feeling. I was all his. My body was his to pleasure.

"Talk to me, Kyra. Tell me what you want." His smooth deep voice filled with intensity.

"Fuck me...please, fuck me," I begged without hesitation.

"I'm going to fuck you with my tongue."

I moaned in acknowledgement. My hips rose up to him. A pleasurable shiver ran down my spine at the thought of his mouth on my v-jay, his tongue in me, deep inside me licking, sucking me pleasurably.

Satisfied with my body's response, his tongue plunged deep in me over and over, sucking and licking my v-jay, and extracting all my love juice: allowing nothing to go to waste. I was cold all over. A chill ran through my body down to my pelvis. Every muscle contracted in my body. I felt
the urge to pee; try as I might, the intense urge gripped me and my body tingled. My v-jay, uterus, and rectum went into spasm. Everything that was pent up in me flowed out in a surreal release in his mouth. My hoisted legs trembled
uncontrollably; they heavily came down on the bed.

"You taste so good," Jared said as he licked his lips.

He turned me on my side and knelt between my legs, his balls
resting on my inner left leg, and my right leg resting on his shoulder. He penetrated me gently, stroking my G-spot. My greedy vagina contracted around him, holding him tight, not wanting a repeat incident of earlier.

"God damn, Kyra...you feel so good." He quivered
against me.

His hand found my nipple and squeezed. I groaned. He plunged deeper and deeper in me, squeezing and tugging at my nipples. His green, passion-filled eyes held my gaze. Every muscle in his body bulged as he sent
his magic stick plunging in and out, his tip gently bouncing off my cervix. My body was overwhelmed. An electrifying jolt ran through my body, starting from my head and feet, meeting in my pelvis where it forced its way out of my body
in an explosive, mind-blowing orgasm. I buried my face in the pillow and muffled the unladylike, animalistic moans and groans that escaped my mouth. My fingers clutched the pillow so tightly, I could feel my knuckles cracking.

He collapsed on top of me, breathlessly satisfied. "Nena,
me vuelves loca."

Babe, you drive me crazy.

I kissed him on his lips, soaked with my fragrant juices. "I'm glad."

All my fears were dispelled. I'd never been more satisfied, and I did not disappoint him. How many times did I cum; had an orgasm? Was that even possible? He had to have done something to me - drugs, hypnosis. His eyes could easily achieve the later.

I sat on the bidet to wash myself and wince in pain as the cold water stung my bruised v-jay. With great discomfort I washed away our love juice. I looked through the cabinet for Vaseline, or lube - anything to soothe
my irritated v-jay - but found nothing. I rummaged through my handbag where I found a tube of Vaseline Lip Therapy Petroleum jelly, cherry flavored. Why couldn't I use it on those lips? It should do the job to soothe and protect, and it did. Cherry flavored v-jay sounded hot, inviting, and kissable. I
returned to the bedroom dressed in a tee shirt and some underwear. The beautifully-made bed was in total disarray; the comforter hung from the foot of the bed and the pillows were strewn all over the floor. Jared was in bed naked
on his back, his hands behind his head, a contented smile on his face.

I wanted to take a picture of him as he lay in bed; just in case my memory failed me, I'd have a hard copy.

"Kyra, please get undressed and come to bed. Save me
the trouble of undressing you."

I obediently removed the tee shirt and underwear and climbed into bed with this breathtakingly gorgeous specimen of a man. I remember he
said that once I got to know his other body parts, his eyes would be my least favorite. His eyes pulled me in, but his tongue, lips, fingers and my new toy - that magical penis of his - turned me inside out. I loved every inch of that body. He took me in his arms and pulled me close; our bodies fit into each
other's as we lay front to back, my newly discovered toy pressed against my buttocks-spooning. We melted into each other. His warmth, his strength, the mild flow of electricity transmitted between us, tranquilized me. I had never
been this blissfully happy, so satisfied, and pleasingly sore. I fell asleep in Jared's arms as his roaming hand gently caressed my tender nipples.

I woke up in the morning with Jared in my arms. I was holding him tight, not wanting the morning to come and for me to discover that
last night was just a dream. His butt pressed against my pubic area. I relished the moment; my hand gently caressed his chest. It was not a dream. My breasts and v-jay were still sore from last night's lovemaking. I pulled away, not
wanting to wake him, and carefully got off the bed. After showering I got dressed in a pair of tight fitting designer jeans, a low cut blouse, and some five-inch stilettos that were the price of my paycheck. I turned to look at
myself in the mirror and saw Jared leaning in the doorway of the closet still naked.

"Beautiful, but where do you think you are going?" he asked.

"Home." I wanted to get home before Nate woke up.

"Kyra, it's six o'clock on a Saturday morning. What's the rush?"

I did not have an answer. I could not tell him I had to get home before my son woke up in order to escape his interrogation as to where I
was last night. Aunt Magg was with him and I knew he was all right. This was the first time I'd spent a night away other than when I went to work, so I figured I would be grilled and I was not ready for his questions.

He strode toward me. My mind was a jumbled mess, unable to find an excuse that did not involve my son, and at the same time trying to peel my eyes away from his erect penis that pointed threateningly my way.

"I'll take you home." He pulled the blouse over my
head. "Later."

Standing naked in the closet in each other's arms, his dick pressing against my abdomen, he kissed the tip of my nose. "Do you really think you could sneak out on me without me knowing?"

"Obviously that was a mistake."

"A very big mistake," he said threateningly.

"Are you going to punish me?" I teased.

"When I'm through with you, you'll think twice about sneaking out on me again," he said menacingly, almost too believable.

He kissed me hard on the lips, grabbed my ass, and squeezed
so hard I groaned. He lowered me on the plush carpet.

"Reach over your head and hold on. Don't let go," Jared ordered.

I reached over my head and held on to the metal legs of the counter. Jared removed the cushions from the chair and placed them under my
butt. I was hoisted in the air, legs spread wide, exposed and waiting for him to awake the passion. I trembled inside in anticipation of his touch, and his magic wand inside of me.

He settled between my legs, his hard dick pressed
purposefully against my v-jay. He leaned over and kissed my lips sensually. A hint of my sweet musky fragrance remained on his face. His tongue entered my mouth, found mine, and they did the tango. He sucked the tip of my tongue and
swept the roof of my mouth with his tongue. He pressed his hips up against my opened v-jay; I moaned wanting him in me. Gyrating against me, his hardness stimulating my clitoris, teasing my dripping, opened v-jay. I saw what his
punishment was. It was to drive me crazy, and he was doing a superb job at it. I moved my hips with his, hoping that my magic wand would find its way in me, but to no avail. This was the worst punishment ever. My pelvic ached, my vagina wept for his hard dick in it, plundering my love tunnel.

Please, Jared, just fuck me already. Fuck me hard and long. Make me scream. Make me squirm. Make me beg you to stop. I promise I won't sneak out on you again.
My blood pressure rose to a level where I
could feel my heart pounding away in my chest. My body was on fire. The passion was maddening. Every muscle in me contracted. The aching in my pelvis was agony. He moaned as his hips circled against my v-jay; my juices covered his pubic area. This could not be easy for him, but he had more control than I did.
I was lightheaded. When was this punishment going to end?
Fuck me already, please, before I lose consciousness.

Jared knelt in front of me. I jumped as his warm tongue
sliced through my v-jay.

"Mmm, cherries
.
" He went for another taste and then another.

Deliberately he embedded his index and middle finger deep inside my v-jay with his palm up and, in a "come here" motion of his
fingers, he stimulated my G-spot. A total body magical, euphoric feeling consumed my entire body. My bladder felt like it was about to burst, so I tightened my pelvic muscles to keep the pee in.

Fluid squirted out of me at him. I shrieked at the sudden
release. My toes curled and my fingers hurt from my tightening grip. An unbelievable release flowed from me as I continued to squirt, and bit my lips to prevent from screaming.

"Holy shit!" I blurted out as I tried to close my
legs, but he prevented me with his other hand. His fingers picked up a faster, deeper rhythm stimulating my G-spot.

My entire body continued to spasm as he withdrew his
fingers.