Unleash Me, Vol. 2 (Unleash Me, Annihilate Me Series) (13 page)

“
Now you,
”
he said.

I reached behind my back, but then stopped.

“
How about if
you take it off me?
”
I
asked.

His answer was silent and swift.
 
In a flash my bra was gone, and then his mouth was on one of my nipples,
sucking it and fluttering his tongue over it before going to the other one and
doing the same.
 
There was an
urgency within him that was unbridled.
 
I leaned into him, raked my fingers down the length of his back, and
pressed him even closer to me.
 
I
was so ready for this, he already was bringing me to the edge.
 
He bit my nipples and squeezed my
ass.
 
I arched my head back and his
mouth went to my neck while his hand slid between my legs.
 

“
Tank,
”
I said.

“
You
’
re beautiful,
”
he said in my ear.
 
“
It
makes me wild when you touch me.
 
You
’
re the
most beautiful woman I
’
ve
ever met.
”

 
He kissed me with such a
bruising intensity that I felt as if the leashes that had bound me for the past
week had fallen away.
 
Unleashed, I
pressed myself against him until I felt all of him against me.
 
I wanted to come.
 
I felt the length of him against my
thigh, and the sensation sent me to the gray edges of climax.
 
He lowered his head to my breasts again,
he cupped my sex with his hand, and then one of his fingers started to brush
against it in such a way that was beyond erotic.
 
When he bit one of my nipples, I came so
fiercely that it left me trembling.
 

“
Take off your
pants,
”
I said.

Off they came, and they stayed on the floor.
 
He hesitated for a moment, a silence
stretched between us, but then went for it and stepped out of his boxers.
 
He flung them aside and stood before me,
naked.
 

“
Now you,
”
he said.
 

I removed my shorts and my panties, and before I knew it, he was lifting
me onto the bed.
 
I felt liberated
at that moment, completely free from the hellish week that was behind me.
 

I saw Tank eyeing my breasts with lust and desire, so I cupped them with
my hands, using my thumbs to stimulate my own nipples.
 
He watched me for a moment, and then his
gaze traveled down the length of my body.
 
He lightly kissed my stomach and then my breasts before he met my eyes
with his own.

“
I love you,
”
he said in a low voice.

“
I love you,
too.
 
I
’
m so glad that you
’
re here.
”
 
I leaned up to kiss him, our
mouths met in a fiery fit of passion, and then I laid back down onto the
bed.
 
“
Let me see you.
 
All of you.
 
Show me.
”

He sat up, and in the city lights twinkling behind him, I thought that
he looked like a god.
 
Just as he
had admired my breasts a moment ago, I took in every inch of him now
—
especially those
inches that were pulsing right in front of me
—
and as difficult as it had been for me to
accommodate him at first, I nevertheless wanted him inside of me now.

But Tank had other ideas.

“
Seen enough?
”
he asked.

Before I could answer, he buried his face between my legs, moved beyond
my wet folds with his tongue, and made me cry out in ecstasy as he brought me
to orgasm almost immediately.
 
I was
so turned on at that point that I felt almost delirious.
 
My hands reached out and grasped the
sheets.
 
I writhed on the bed as the
last delicious edges of my climax left me.
 
And then I shot him a look.

“
Fuck me,
”
I said.

“
You want to be
fucked?
 
The last time you wanted me
to spank you.
”

“
Don
’
t think I don
’
t want you to do it again.
”

“
Don
’
t think I won
’
t do it again.
”

“
Don
’
t think I won
’
t be asking.
”

“
Don
’
t think I won
’
t make your ass sting when
you
’
re brave enough
to ask.
”

A surge of energy burst between us.
 
When I couldn
’
t
stand it any longer, I reached up and pulled him toward me until our mouths met
with one searing kiss.
 
As we
kissed, I reached down between his legs, grabbed his cock, and pressed it
against the tip of my sex.

“
Fuck me,
”
I said.

He pressed his lips against my ear.
 
“
So, you want
to get fucked.
 
Is that it?
”

“
Only if you
’
re man enough to do
it.
 
Let
’
s hope Singapore didn
’
t make you soft.
”

I saw him smile at that, and I knew that both of us wanted to burst out
laughing at this point, but we kept it together.
 
This was all in fun, and thank God he
was up for it.
 
I liked a little
role play
—
and
with Tank, I had to admit that I felt safe to experiment in ways that I hadn
’
t with anyone before him.

“
Fine, then,
”
he said.
 
“
Let
’
s fuck.
”
 
He swept me around and lifted my
ass up in the air.
 
“
This might take some time.
”

“
What does
that even mean?
 
A few minutes?
”

“
How about a
few hours?
”

“
I
’
m warning you
—
I could go all
night.
”

Unexpectedly, he slapped me on my ass.
 
Before I could react, he did it again,
this time so hard that the pain stung
—
but
in all the right ways.
 

“
You
’
ve been wanting this,
haven
’
t you?
”

“
I
’
ve been wanting something
—
I
’
ll admit that.
 
But what you
’
re giving me is almost respectful.
 
What are all of your muscles for,
anyway?
 
Are you afraid I can
’
t handle them?
 
Do you even have it in you to really let
me have it like you did before?
”
 
Apparently, he did.
 
He slapped my ass so hard, it burned
—
not that I
’
d give him the pleasure of
knowing that.
 
“
That didn
’
t hurt,
”
I said.

“
The hell it
didn
’
t.
”

“
Please.
 
You
’
ve been gone a week.
 
You
’
ve forgotten how I like it.
”

“
Really?
 
That
’
s what you think?
”

“
If I
’
m wrong, then give me what
I want
—
if you
can even remember.
”

And that
’
s all
it took.
 
After slapping my ass three
times with the back of his hand, he gripped my hips with this massive hands,
jerked me toward him, and then entered me with one deep thrust.
 

I wasn
’
t about
to lose face now.
 
So, despite the
painful fullness I felt at that moment, I bucked against him, and I met his
thrusts with my own.
 
Then, when he
leaned forward to pinch my nipples, I bit down hard on my lip.
 
That act alone almost did me in, but I
wanted the moment to build, so I slapped his hands away from me and kept myself
from going there.

Only with Tank had I ever felt safe enough to explore my sexual
fantasies like this, and part of those fantasies involved the control that came
from keeping as silent as possible while he did his best to please me.
 
It wasn
’
t meant to be a cruel gesture
—
Tank knew what I was doing.
 
He knew it was a game.
 
He knew I was just making him work a bit
harder until I couldn
’
t
hold it in any longer and became a screaming, wanton mess.

The thrill for both of us was getting me there
—
how long could I hold out before I just gave
in?
 
Tank was nothing if not an
alpha-male over-achiever, and right now, with the way he was pounding into me,
I knew that I wouldn
’
t
be able to last much longer before coming again.

So I flipped onto my back, spread my legs in a wide V, and let him enter
me again.
 
I wanted to see his face
when he came
—
and
I wanted him to see mine when I came.

“
Come on,
”
I said.
 
“
What
’
s wrong with you?
 
Harder.
”

He went beyond harder, so much so that the bed shook with each of his
thrusts.

But I wasn
’
t
about to let him think that it was enough.

“
Don
’
t be such a pussy,
”
I said.
 
“
Let
me have it.
”

“
You think I
’
m a pussy?
”

“
I think you
’
re a girl.
”

He started to laugh at that, but then he stopped himself short.
 
“
Nobody
calls me a girl,
”
he
said.

“
Do you have a
better word?
”

“
I
’
ve got this.
”

He withdrew from me, leaned forward to kiss me so that his tongue probed
deeply into my mouth, and then he looked at me for a smoldering, wicked moment
before his tongue slid deep inside of me again.
 
He buried himself between my moist folds
for what seemed like an eternity, and then he went for my clitoris.
 
And he did that
—
when he covered his mouth with it and sucked on
it until I finally gave in
—
I
grabbed the sheets and climaxed with a scream.
 

But he wasn
’
t
done proving himself.

With that, he entered me again, and the act was so startling that I came
just as he thrust into me again.
 
I
pressed my hands against his chest for support, and I just rode him as if we
were one, which at that point we were.
 
He was in charge now, and by the intense look on his face, he was
enjoying it.
 
I
’
d asked him to fuck me,
and he was, harder than I imagined.
 
I sensed that he knew that he could go even harder, but he didn
’
t.
 
Instead, he just kept slamming into me
with fierce, rhythmic strokes, but with his eyes were on mine to make sure that
I was with him and enjoying this as much as he was.
 
When he finally came, I came with him, I
held his face in my own, I held him close to me while we shuddered, and then I
kissed him deeply when we were spent.

“
God, you
’
re fun,
”
I said.

“
You
’
re wild.
”

“
I can get
wilder.
”

“
You think so?
”

“
Take me again
in the morning,
”
I
said.
 
“
You
’
ll
see.
”

CHAPTER
NINE

We hadn
’
t been
asleep for more than a couple of hours when the telephone rang.
 
I looked at the clock on my bedside
table, saw that it was six o
’
clock
sharp, and moved out of Tank
’
s
embrace so I could answer the line.