Victorian Vigilantes 01 - Saving Grace (24 page)

“Touch your breasts for me. Squeeze them together and pinch the nipples.”

He expected her to demur, but once again he had underestimated his beautiful siren’s inquisitive nature. She complied with a taunting smile on her lips. Isaac removed his coat and waistcoat as he watched her. The silk ascot at his neck suddenly felt as though it was restricting his windpipe and he tore it from his throat, another use for it filling his head. But that could wait. He ignored the painful throbbing of his engorged cock, reserving all his attention for the enticing spectacle of Eva as she played with her firm breasts. Her raspberry pink nipples hardened beneath her touch and her areolas pebbled. The little witch was arousing herself, could presumably see how entranced Isaac had become, and was enjoying every second of the torment she inflicted upon him.

“What would you like to do now, Eva?” Isaac asked, striving to regain control of a situation that was rapidly slipping away from him.

She sent him a scorching smile. “I would like for us to lie down together.”

He arched a brow. “And do what?”

“Whatever comes naturally between a man and woman when they desire one another.”

“You must learn to use more graphic language, my sweet.”

“What do you mean?”

“You would like me to fuck you?” She gasped. “If that’s the case then say the word, Eva. You will find it exciting.”

She moistened her lips. “Very well, I would like you to fuck me, Isaac, if it is no trouble.”

Isaac barked a laugh. “Unfortunately it would be far too much trouble, especially since you have behaved so disobediently today.” She pouted, making it necessary for Isaac to quell a triumphant smile. “Actions have consequences, my dear. You must be punished for your arbitrary behaviour. After that, we shall see.”

“Yes, I anticipated a punishment.”

“Then perhaps you have something to say to me.” Isaac cocked a brow, waiting to see how willing she would be to play along. It didn’t surprise him when she caught on almost immediately and knew precisely what he needed to hear.

“I misbehaved, sir. Be so kind as to beat obedience into me.”

“Come here.”

Isaac’s voice was thick and authoritative, the air between them taut with expectancy as Eva moved towards him with sensuous grace, her eyes shimmering with excitement. Isaac pushed a padded footstool in front of the fire.

“Kneel in front of the stool,” he told her when she reached his position.

“Oh, I thought—”

“Lean over the stool so that your breasts fall free on one side of it and stretch your arms out in front of you.”

Isaac wondered if she would be willing to go that far. She had to realise that her backside would be exposed and that she would be at his complete mercy. Such was the urgency of her desire that she didn’t hesitate. Isaac took a moment to admire the view and then bound her hands together with his silk ascot. He reached into his coat pocket and withdrew the thin leather belt he had stopped at his room to collect and slapped the free end against his hand. The crack it made caused her to jump and then whimper.

“Shush,” he said softly. “Trust me to know what is best.”

“I do trust you,” she replied, her voice muffled by the thickness of her hair falling over her face. “The noise startled me, that’s all.”

Isaac knelt beside her and ran one hand softly over the globes of her ass, loving the feel of her soft, creamy skin beneath his fingers. She squirmed against his hand, clearly enjoying the contact too. Isaac lifted one hand and rapped his palm hard against her left buttock. She cried out but gamely held her position.

“I am going to use the leather strap on your backside now, Eva, to teach you a lesson. Are you ready for your punishment?”

“Yes, sir,” she said breathlessly.

“Then ask me nicely.”

“Please, I have misbehaved.” Her servile tone contained more excitement than remorse. “I need you to remind me how I ought to conduct myself.”

Isaac brought the strap down lightly. The crack it made as it connected with her skin was as sharp as a gunshot. Isaac bent and nipped gently at the area he had just whipped, swirling his tongue across the welt while the fingers of one hand slid down the crack in her ass, probing, exploring. She gasped.

“That’s it. Relax and wait for the pain to become pleasurable.”

Isaac threw off his shirt. His evening trousers were loose-fitting, but no longer quite loose enough. He unfastened them to give relief to his throbbing cock before bringing the belt down a little harder. Again he followed up with his tongue and teeth. A sibilant hiss emerged from beneath Eva’s hair. She writhed against the stool, her reaction telling Isaac all he needed to know about her welfare. She was enjoying receiving her punishment almost as much as he was enjoying meting it out.

“Pleasure and pain,” he whispered softly. “Suffering and reward. One isn’t complete without the other. Do you start to understand?”

“Yes,” she replied, panting. “I think I do.”

Isaac stepped out of his remaining clothing. When he next held Eva in his arms there would be no barriers of clothing between them. He hadn’t planned to take the attraction between them to its inevitable conclusion when he came here tonight but her enthusiasm and endearing entreaties had been Isaac’s undoing. Nothing that felt so right could possibly be wrong. They were supposed to be together. It was preordained and he was powerless to resist the physical alchemy that existed between them. If ever a situation called for actions rather than words, this was it.

Naked now, Isaac rubbed his erection between her buttocks and teased its head against her anus. What he would give to be able to sink it into that particular location, but when she tensed up he knew it would be asking too much, too soon. Eva had only just discovered the joys of sex. She had a great deal more to learn before they became that adventurous.
If
they ever got the opportunity.

Don’t think about tomorrow. Live for the moment
.

Her backside was now delightfully pink, thanks to the leather strap, and Isaac decided she’d had enough punishment. He stood up and walked naked to the other side of the room. Eva, a fast learner, didn’t move because he hadn’t given her permission to do so.

“Stand up, Eva, and look at me.”

She got up slowly, awkward with her hands still bound together. She tossed her head, throwing her hair out of her eyes, and her fervent gaze collided with his, a question in her eyes. He fisted his cock to ensure she got the best possible view. Her gaze ran the length of his body, her eyes widened, and fleeting uncertainty was replaced with an expression of deep desire. She smiled and once again moistened her lips.

“Is that for me?” she asked.

No, don’t go that far. We have to deal with her husband first
.

Isaac banished the voice of reason to the back of his brain. Who knew what the next few days would bring? It was all too easy to regret the things one didn’t do in this life. He sent her a smouldering smile and beckoned her towards the bed.

“Since you ask me so persuasively,” he said.

“What must I do?” she asked.

“Precisely what I tell you to.” Isaac’s breath was warm and heavy against her face as he helped her onto the bed. She breathed in the essence of him—a combination of sandalwood soap and pure predatory male that made her feel dizzy with desire. “I intend to turn you into an obedient little love slave.”

“Really?”

He sent her a wicked smile. “Most assuredly.”

Eva felt as though she was in a trance. This couldn’t be happening to her. The exquisite excitement that had ripped through her, heating her blood, when Isaac whipped her was beyond anything she would have imagined possible. Seeing him now as nature intended stole away what little breath she had managed to draw into her lungs. He was the most beautiful man on God’s earth and she didn’t deserve him.

Be that as it may, she was desperate to take advantage of this opportunity. She looked upon it as an experiment. She owed it to women in general to discover if it really was possible for members of her gender to enjoy sexual relations. Everything she had been told before she married implied it was a wife’s duty to grin and bear her husband’s attentions. She had never once heard it suggested that a female might actually receive pleasure from copulation.

Since making Isaac’s acquaintance, Eva already knew differently, and she counted herself fortunate to have found such a proficient tutor. Of course, it helped that she was completely and desperately in love with him, but she must ensure she didn’t allow him to know it. It would embarrass them both and spoil everything.

He settled her on the bed beside him but didn’t release her hands. She found it exciting to have them bound, and yet frustrating too because she would like to put them to use exploring every inch of his glorious body. The changes in her were astonishing. Her determination to experience carnal pleasure made her want to laugh with abandonment. A heady feeling of liberation made her giddy with anticipation.

Isaac leaned up on one elbow, sent her a meltingly gentle smile and claimed her lips in a drugging kiss. His tongue was moist and mobile as it probed the recesses of her mouth with a lazy expertise hinting at extensive experience. The momentary jealousy that surged through Eva was eradicated when he deepened the kiss, causing her pulse to quicken and her body to come truly alive. She savoured the taste of him, and was acutely aware of the masculine power that flowed from him, surrounding her with his strength and protection, making her feel truly safe for the first time in years. The searing attraction between them broke through all barriers, eradicating any small objections put up by her conscience about the carnal indiscretion she fully intended to commit.

“Are you all right?” he asked, breaking the kiss far sooner than Eva would have liked. “Did I hurt you earlier? I neglected to ask, for which I apologise.”

“No apology necessary.” She sent him a sultry smile. “I disobeyed you and it was less than I deserved.”

He laughed, a deep, rich sound that filled her heart with joy. He pulled her arms above her head and fixed them to the headboard. Isaac clearly enjoyed having her helpless and at his complete mercy. Eva didn’t feel any pressing need to complain about that situation.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked.

She laughed. “Do I look as though I have any doubts?”

“I wouldn’t want you to feel compelled.”

“Isaac, we both know that anything can happen over the next few days. We should take every moment we can to give one another pleasure. Speaking for myself, I have great curiosity and am relying upon your to satisfy it.”

“You put pressure upon me, ma’am.”

“I am sure you’ll rise to the occasion.”

He chuckled. “I certainly anticipate achieving that ambition.”

He dropped a row of damp kisses down the length of her neck, making her squirm because he was so clever with his tongue. Better yet, he used his teeth when she least expected him to, sending shock waves through her sensitised body.

“Hmm.”

“You like that?”

“It was over too quickly for me to be sure. Do it again.”

Isaac growled against her neck and trailed tantalising kisses down her breastbone until he reached her actual breasts. Eva’s hips developed a mind of their own when he sucked a solid nipple into his mouth and nipped at it with his teeth. Hard. She cried out, but in no time at all the brief pain turned into tingling pleasure that radiated from her nipple and spread through her body. It was the most exquisite torture and she gave herself up to it, feeling as though her bones had been liquefied. The deep tug she felt between her legs awakened every nerve ending and sent raw need spiralling through her. His thick cock was resting against her thigh and she was filled with a rash desire to taste him.

“My turn,” she gasped. “Your cock. I need to—”

“We don’t always get what we need.”

“Please, Isaac. Let me do something for you.”

He smiled at her and nipped the end of her nose. “Well, since you put it so persuasively.”

He straddled her body, resting his knees on the mattress on either side of her breasts, and slid the tip of his penis between her lips. She had hated doing this for William. With Isaac it was altogether another matter. She sipped delicately at his musky arousal, swallowing down the drop of seed seeping from his head. She enjoyed the devastatingly erotic taste of him, especially when he threw his head back and groaned. Encouraged, her tongue worked its way down his length. She licked him from tip to balls, causing his groans to become more urgent as he pushed himself deeper into her mouth.

“You’re too damned good at this,” he sighed on a long breath.

She felt empowered to have caused him to lose a modicum of his iron control and opened her throat so she could suck him as deep as absolutely possible. Before she could do so he pulled out of her mouth.

“Enough!” A low animalistic groan escaped his lips. “This is supposed to be for you.”

“Why can it not be for us both?”

“Shush.”

He bent his head and concentrated his swirling tongue on her belly, sending liquid heat surging through her limbs. Eva’s legs fell open and she instinctively raised her knees, inviting him to delve lower.

“Patience,” he said, his voice muffled against her mid-drift.

That was easy for him to say. This was all new to Eva and she was anxious to move matters forward. But Isaac refused to be rushed. The more impatience she showed, the slower his teasing and tormenting became. She tried to distract herself by plotting ways to revenge herself on him when she had use of her hands again.

Finally, just when she thought she couldn’t take a moment more, Isaac moved so that his body was positioned directly over hers. He took his weight on his forearms and looked down at her, his eyes as dark as molasses, his generous mouth curved into a sensuous smile.

“Will you allow me to make love to you, sweet Eva?”

“I should feel very hard done by if you did not.”

He didn’t say anything in response but the expression of deep desire reflected in his eyes stole her breath away. It was a defining moment. No matter what happened after this, she thought, she would never forget that expression. It revealed more about him than he had allowed her to see thus far, and said more than words ever could.