The Darkest Corners (The Club Book 4) (7 page)

Damn.

Tally moved his hand away. “Not yet. Step away from the wall, get rid of your shirt.”

He complied willingly and followed her direction to get on the bed. Liam feasted on the lingerie clad body of the woman he had been fantasizing about for a week. She was beyond perfect—not thin, with luscious curves that showed just how much woman he was dealing with. Her breasts were high and firm, and the panties were nothing more than a suggestion. And what a suggestion it was when she turned and he discovered the thong that framed her smooth, tight ass.

“Shit, you’re gorgeous,” Liam said.

Tally looked over her shoulder. “Ssh. I appreciated your praise, but for now, no talking.” She went back to her cabinet and a moment later closed the doors and turned back to him.

She was holding…
things
.

Liam’s eyes went wide, and he was about to start asking questions when Tally put a finger to her lips. “Ssh. I’ll explain everything.” The objects were all carefully placed on the bed, and one at a time, she picked them up.

“First,” Tally offered, “ropes.” She took Liam’s hand and slipped the rope around his wrist, then pulled it taut, quickly following with the other. The rope trailed through her hands as she brought the end to a cleat at the top of the bed. “Stretch your arm toward me.”

Liam complied
, watching with rapt fascination as she fastened the rope. Quickly she stole down to his feet and slipped the rope over both of them, then pulled them to the end of the bed. As she moved to the other side to anchor his other arm, she passed a hand over his straining shaft with a hum of appreciation. Before he could react, his other hand was roped, stretched up and fastened to the cleat there. Tally ran her hands over his skin, from his sides, down to the erection that jutted up proudly. “I like it when I have a man completely at my mercy. Tying you to the bed is one way to assure that you’ll listen when I know you haven’t done this before. It’s also for your safety. I will release you in a little while.” She fisted his cock. “Okay?”

Okay
? He was beyond okay. He was consumed by lust and wanted to see what else this woman had in store for him. “Yes.”

Tally gave him a devious little smile. “It’s ‘yes, mistress’ tonight, Liam.”

He felt himself jerk in her hand.
Shit.
“Yes, mistress.”

“You like saying that, don’t you?”

“Yes, mistress.” His body was thrumming.

“Good.” She kicked over him, just as she had done on the motorcycle. Tally seemed to sense his thoughts. “Oh, yes, Liam. I did imagine that was you I was straddling, the whole time I was holding your hard cock. I liked riding with you, and I think I’m going to like riding
you.
”

Liam swallowed hard. There was no way he was going to survive this night, and the though of dying right there under Tally was wonderful.

*  *  *

Liam was scrumptious. He looked just as she’d hoped, with all those muscles she’d felt working, pulling, shifting under his clothes as she clung to him on the bike. He looked even more delectable tied to the bed, naked and hard.

Tally had to admit to herself, she had been looking forward to this more than anything else in a long time. Most of her other encounters had been…perfunctory. Satisfying, but lacking depth. She didn’t regularly take clients to this point. If she did, they were trusted, long time, and not in a committed relationship that didn’t have permission.

Liam had taunted her all week. They had flirted relentlessly. Dinner had been one long tease, full of foreplay—and she couldn’t wait to act on it. And now, straddling his wonderfully naked body, feeling his erection pressed against her ass, tracing the lines and planes of his sculpted abs, she knew this had been worth the wait.

She ran her fingers over his nipples and they puckered, like she hoped they would, and his body shivered under her touch. She reached to the pile she’s left on the bed and grabbed another toy.

Tally held them up and the look on Liam’s face was a gorgeous contradiction—one of both fear and curiosity. The best of combinations. “These are nipple clamps.” She leaned down to his chest. “These are beginners. To get you used to the sensation and the purpose of them.” She pressed one open and moved to place it on him. “You can use colors to let me know how you feel if you’re not sure you want to tell me to stop. Green is good. Yellow means you’re unsure, or uncomfortable. Red is painful, or completely out of the question. It’s not stop—it means back up and let me think about this.”

He nodded, wordlessly, watching her fingers. She pinched him again, grabbing the taut peak and slipping the clamp onto it. Liam’s whole body reacted with an arc into the bed and a sharp hiss of his breath. “Shit.”

“Where are you?” she asked.

“Yellow—green,” he answered. “Holy crap.”

Tally smirked. “You like it?”

“Yes…mistress.”

She slipped the other on, and the same thing happened again: he arched into the bed with hiss of air. Liam squirmed a bit and she was ready to ask his color, but he settled and with a soft breath, whispered, “Green.”

Tally leaned all the way down to his ear. “Good boy.” She offered a light tug on the chain between the two, and he groaned in delight. “Would you like to taste my pussy?”

Liam groaned again. “Oh, God, yes.”

Tally pulled the chain sharply. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, mistress,” he grunted.

She dropped her mouth to his and seared him with a kiss. He tasted like good beer and tiramisu, and Tally adored the flavors. Not only did he taste good too, but he was a hell of a kisser. Even tied down, he could make her body respond. She broke away from him and crawled up his carefully shaped body.

Without a word, an instant before she could brace herself on the headboard, Liam’s mouth was on her. Nudging the little bit of cloth that framed her out of the way, he fastened his lips over her wet sex, and his tongue delved into her folds to find her throbbing clit.

And find it, he did. The kisses they had shared should have prepared her for his talented tongue, but Tally was still caught off guard. It had been a long time since someone had so delighted in tasting her clit, and had so willingly and wantingly plumbed the depths of her pussy with their tongue. Liam didn’t need direction at all; he was expert at this, and all without the assistance of his hands. He circled, nibbled, licked and nipped at her clit, tasting her folds and welcoming the flood of wetness that he caused her to unleash.

“Holy shit, Liam,” Tally breathed, dropping her head into her arms on the headboard. “Oh, good, oh God. Yes.” Her breath was shallow, and she was rocketing toward her climax. He made delicious noises as he feasted on her, driving her. His tongue ran circles around her entrance, traveling back up to pay homage to her clit again. “Yes, Liam. Oh, yesss.”

He sucked her hard into his mouth and with a nip, sent her flying into a climax. She dropped her head onto the headboard with a voiceless cry, undulating over his willing and more-than-able mouth as he continued to feast on her. Tally took a long moment to regain her senses and climb down from the high. Running her hands through his hair, she moved back down Liam’s body, finding a delighted smirk on his face and silk coating his chin.

The wantonness of the image made her lean down and kiss him hard, tasting herself on his lips. “You’re good at that, Liam. Very good.”

“Thank you, mistress. It’s a favorite of mine.”

“Mm. So noted.” She swiped her finger over his chin to remove the remains of herself there. Reaching back on the bed as she sidled down further, over his weeping erection, she held up another toy. “Do you know what this is?”

He didn’t by the confusion that passed over his face. “I don’t.” Tally pulled the clamp chain, causing Liam to moan in unexpected delight, and add, “Mistress.”

“This is a cock ring.” She held the strings up. “But it’s not a traditional one. I like to call it a cock lasso.” His faced darkened, and she paused. “Color?”

“Yellow, Mistress,” he said. “I’m not sure about this.”

“Let me show you, and then you can tell me if it’s a red or a stop.”

He nodded wordlessly, which should have earned a punishment. But Tally had to go gently with him. She slipped the bottom loop over his sac and pulled the fastener tight. She saw him wince, but didn’t tell her a color. She slipped the other half of the loop up over his shaft, and down to the base to tighten it. Glancing up at him, she smiled. “All dressed up, and only one place to go.”

Liam had his eyes closed. Tally took him in hand and gently stroked him. “Color?”

“I don’t know.”

“Tell me what you’re thinking.”

“It’s wrong.”

“What part of you is saying that?” Tally took the chain of the clamps and pulled very lightly on it, to remind him of what he’d already let happen.

“My head,” he answered.

She leaned forward. “Open your eyes, Liam, and tell me what your cock thinks of this.”

Liam opened his eyes slowly. “It doesn’t dislike it.”

“Good,” she said. “See if your dick can convince your mind this isn’t bad.” She continued to pump him very slowly, seductively. Tally loved the feel of a hard cock in her hand, and Liam was larger than the average man. She wanted him, but he was in control.

Liam blinked a few times. “Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why did you use that?”

“Keeps your erection lasting longer,” Tally explained.

“I don’t think I have a problem with that…”

Tally smirked. “Not this time, but if you want to play with me again another night, we’ll be using it. It’s only snug right now. For sensation.” She offered him a smile. “Imagine how much fun we can have if you could stay up for hours…”

He let out a breath, and his body slowly convulsed, pulling on the ropes. He seemed to relax a bit after that, and his erection twitched again in her hand. “Hours.”

“Hours, Liam,” she repeated.

She watched him flex his hand, and a moment later, he whispered, “Green.”

“Good boy.”

Tally reached for the condom on the bed and had it on him in an instant. She moved up his body, wrapping her hands around him to guide him into her.

“Mistress,” Liam breathed again before she could sink onto him. “Mistress, please. I can’t touch you, but please let me see your breasts. I know they are magnificent. Please.”

Tally released his erection and pulled the chain sharply. “You’re topping from the bottom, Liam. That usually garners a punishment. You don’t know the rules, though…so I’ll give your request a pass this time.” She quickly discarded the piece of lingerie keeping her breasts from his sight. “After all, you did such a magnificent job of making me come already.”

His hands jerked the ropes as he let out a little whimper of appreciation. “You have nipple rings…”

“One in each, that’s right,” she answered. “Do you like them?” Tally snaked her hands over herself and grabbed the tiny, thin silver hoops. She tugged on them gently, teasing both him and herself. The pull was just a little bit of a bite, a sweet little pain.

“Oh, God yes,” he breathed, watching her with rapt attention.

Tally leaned forward with one hand on either side of him, and down to whisper in his ear. The movement pressed his cock into her stomach, making them both painfully aware of it. “Do you want me to fuck you, Liam?”

“Please, mistress, please,” he said.

Tally pulled her hips up, allowing him to slip back. The covered crown of his erection grazed over her clit and nestled into the waiting opening of her wet pussy. She quickly reached back to steady his thick shaft and lowered herself onto him.

Oh.
It had been too long since she had a man who could make her feel so wonderfully full. Tally settled herself on him as his breath caught when he nudged against her end, deep inside. Liam’s face told the whole story. He was lit with excitement as Tally started to move on him, slowly at first. She savored the sensation of his cock stretching her, pulling her. She watched his hands pull the ropes tight as he tried to reach for her.

In the next heartbeat, when Liam realized he wouldn’t be able to touch her, he wrapped his hands around the ropes to hold on.
A natural.
Tally moved over him, rewarding him for picking up that solution so quickly.

“Do you like watching me up here, Liam?” Another tug and this time she let go of the chain.

“Yes, mistress,” he managed to breathe out.

His chest heaved in rhythm with her movements. She watched his lips tremble with an unspoken request, and curiosity got the best of her. Not slowing her motions, Tally leaned down with her hands on his chest. “What is it? I see the question there.”

He didn’t hesitate to answer. “I want to touch you.” Liam’s eyes fell immediately to her breasts, which hung tantalizingly close to his abs. “I want to taste your breasts.”

“My, but you’re bold.” Tally teased him.

“I was given permission to speak, mistress.” He smiled, then rolled his eyes back as she came down on him hard, taking him deep. “I didn’t want to squander the opportunity.”