With His Love (For His Pleasure, Book 16)

With His Love (For His Pleasure, Book 16)

By Kelly Favor

© 2013 All Rights Reserved

Nicole was blindfolded. Blindfolded in the car, as Red drove her to some undisclosed location.

This wasn’t what Nicole had expected when she’d agreed to have “date night”

with Red the previous afternoon.

“I already spoke to Jess and she said she’s happy to put in a few hours looking after Riley tomorrow,” Red had told her. Jess was their go-to babysitter, but it had been a while since they’d made use of her.

Nicole hadn’t been altogether sure of Red’s sudden interest in “date night.” It had been ages since the phrase had been uttered in their house.

After Riley was born, they’d both talked about trying to keep the romance alive and making sure to schedule time together, but then Red’s business had gotten more and more demanding and Nicole was loving being a mother to Riley, so their alone time had been sacrificed.

When they did spend time together now, it was almost always as a threesome—

Red, Nicole and Riley. Nicole loved their life, even if she missed some of what it had been before having a baby.

And then, yesterday, out of the blue, Red had said he wanted to do a date night.

Surprised but willing, Nicole had said sure. She’d asked what he wanted to do together and Red wouldn’t say.

But today, Red had called her on his way home from work and told her to get dressed up for a night on the town. Nicole had once again asked what Red had in mind, and he just repeated his request for her to dress up.

So Nicole had managed to squeeze her way into a fabulous little red number, a very tight and short dress, something she could only just get away with now that she’d taken off most of the baby weight.

And then Red had arrived home. As he’d walked her to the car and opened the passenger door, he’d suddenly slipped a silk blindfold over her eyes and tied it snugly around her head.

“That’s better,” he’d said.

“What’s going on?”

“That’s for me to know and you to enjoy.”

So now she was trying her best to loosen up and enjoy the ride. The car thrummed beneath her as Nicole sat back in the plush leather seat and listened to the sounds of traffic all around.

After a little while, she spoke to him. “What’s the occasion?”

“Does there have to be one?”

“No, there doesn’t have to be one. But usually there is.”

“For now, let’s just say it’s about us.”

A moment later, his hand was on her thigh, softly caressing her skin, slowly hiking her dress up as his fingertips teased her.

Nicole shivered in her seat. “Now you’re just being mean,” she told him.

“You have to be cruel to be kind, Nicole.” His hand trailed a bit further up her leg, pushing the hemline of the dress as he went. Now his hand was getting closer to the very top of her thigh, almost near the outer edge of her panties. She’d worn a thong to go with the hot little number, just in case things had gone this route.

Of course, she’d been hoping things would go this route, although Nicole had imagined that by the time they did, it would be back at the house and probably even in their bed.

To say that things hadn’t been quite as spicy as the old days would have been an understatement.

At the same time, Nicole understood perfectly well that sex lives of married couples with newborn children were very rarely as exciting as those of unmarried, childless couples still in the courtship phase.

Red’s hand was still on her leg as he drove to God only knew where—the car vibrating with power as they sped to the unknown location. It was exciting—he was exciting—in a way that it hadn’t been for a little while now.

And now he’d gotten her very wet.

“Why did you wear this particular dress tonight, Nicole?” he asked.

His voice even sounded different right now, she thought. His voice sounded more like the old Red—demanding, seductive, knowing he would get an answer whether he deserved one or not.

“I thought you might like it,” she said, her voice trembling slightly as Red’s warm, strong hand moved further between her legs. His pinky was just barely touching her panties now. Could he tell how wet she was? Probably, yes. The thought was exciting and mortifying all at once.

The fact that Red still had this kind of power and control over her was a bit of a relief. He hadn’t exercised it in a long time, but evidently he still could when he had a mind to.

“I do like it, Nicole. I like it very much.” His voice was deep, husky. “Do you like how I’m touching you right now?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want it to continue?”

“Yes.”

“But first, I need something from you.”

She got even wetter for some reason. He had something in mind. She didn’t know what Red had in store, but she found herself anxious to please him in every possible way.

Red took his hand away from her leg and shifted, then grabbed her hand and slowly maneuvered it so that her hand rested on his lap. She could instantly feel the bulge in his pants. He was incredibly hard.

“Tell me what you want,” she whispered. She was ready to do anything, but first she knew to wait for instruction.

“I want you to unzip me,” he said evenly. He was still driving, and Nicole wondered how he was going to manage controlling the car while she did this.

But she trusted him completely. And besides, she was too excited to ask questions about car safety. Slowly, she felt for the zipper and then began tugging it down until it could go no further.

Her senses were heightened. She could hear the car engine, smell the leather of the seats and Red’s strong cologne, and feel the softness of the silk blindfold.

Now, she reached inside his pants, coming into contact with his boxer shorts, and the erection that was throbbing right beneath them. Red made a low sound that could have been a groan. He was obviously having trouble concealing his pleasure—not that he needed to conceal it. But Red enjoyed holding out for as long as possible, and Nicole sensed that it might be difficult for him to do so right now.

She started to stroke his cock, handling it through his boxers. She made sure to be soft and gentle, trailing her fingers all over it as she went up and down, up and down.

“Pull me out,” he commanded.

Nicole smiled to herself. She was hoping for this. Her hand snaked through the hole in his boxers and guided his cock through so that it was now fully out of his pants.

She stoked her hand up and down the shaft, gliding over his soft skin. The head was engorged and the shaft was stiff as a piece of iron.

“That’s very, very good,” he said. His voice trembled ever so slightly.

“I can do better,” she promised.

“I want you to put your mouth on my cock while I drive.”

She hesitated. She’d never given him oral sex while he was driving, and she honestly wasn’t sure how good she would be at it, since the positioning would be rather awkward.

“Should we pull over first?” she asked.

He sighed with frustration. “I said that I want you to suck my cock while I drive.

If I pull over, we would be parking, not driving.”

“I know, but—”

“No buts. Put me in your mouth. Now. Unless you forgot who you’re dealing with.”

Nicole had to smile at that. “Maybe I did forget—but you’ve done a good job reminding me.”

“Fantastic, Nicole. Now I want you to do as I say.”

The truth was, she wanted to do it too. She was excited and it had been a long time since she’d had this kind of excitement in her life. As she continued stroking him, she positioned herself on the seat so that she was able to lean over and put her head on his lap. Nicole held his cock in her hand and turned her head so that she could lick his balls and the lower part of his shaft.

Red was still driving as she did it. She could feel the tension in his legs and Nicole enjoyed knowing that she was the cause of it. Blindfolded still, she let her senses guide her. One hand rubbed his hard, flat belly while the other slid up and down and up and down on his erection. Her lips hovered near the tip of his penis.

“Oh, God,” he said, his voice low and husky.

Finally, just when she knew he was struggling to control his desire the most, Nicole suctioned her lips over the head of his cock and began slowly going down on him.

She loved the taste of Red’s dick. She loved how big he was, and the texture, and just everything about sucking on him. Her enthusiasm must have showed, because Red seemed to be struggling to control himself.

“Okay, Nicole. That’s enough,” he said.

She went up and down one last time after he said it, just to tease him some more.

Then she sat up, grinning. “Now it’s enough.”

“I nearly drove past the turn.” He took a deep breath and exhaled. “Are you interested to see what I’ve got in store next?”

“I can’t wait.” She settled back in her seat, much more at ease now. She was wet, and couldn’t stop thinking about how he’d felt in her mouth, and the way his hand had felt sliding up her leg.

Soon, the car slowed and then Red was parking it. Nicole waited patiently as Red got out of the car, and then she heard his door slam. A moment later, Nicole heard the passenger door clicking open, and then Red’s hands were gently helping her out of her seat.

As they walked to the unknown destination, Nicole allowed Red to guide her, enjoying the sensation of being under his control for the moment. She trusted him completely, and she also knew that wherever he was taking her would be worth the wait and the suspense.

Eventually, they stopped for a moment and Nicole heard keys jangling and then Red muttering unintelligibly. A few seconds later, a door squeaked open and then Red was ushering her through and into a hallway of some sort. Nicole’s heels clicked loudly on the tiles as they walked together. It sounded loud, echoing, as if they were in a large area that was presently unoccupied.

She tried to picture where he might be taking her, and failed. She smelled a familiar scent in the air, though, that told her she knew this place somehow. It was a mixture of cleaning solutions or something—it almost reminded Nicole of what it smelled like in a museum or fancy office building or something.

And that’s when he brought her into the elevator, and she had the unmistakable sensation of rising quickly through the air, and heard the gentle pinging as each floor passed by. As the pings progressed, she tried to keep count.

“Wherever you’re taking me,” she mused, “it must be pretty high up.”

“You could say that.”

Nicole shook her head, gently laughing. Suddenly, Red was up against her, his erection pressing insistently against her buttocks, hands grasping her breasts, lips caressing her earlobe as he whispered. “I always wanted to fuck you in an elevator, but never had my chance.”

“Why don’t you take it now?” she asked.

“Maybe it’s not quite time for the main course,” he replied. His hand slid down her belly and all the way to her leg, hiking her dress up to waist level. And then, just like that, his fingers moved aside her panties and plunged into her tunnel, entering her without warning.

She was so wet that his two fingers slid easily inside, as her hips thrust against his hand. She cried out. Red’s lips moved to the back of her neck, kissing and licking her skin as his fingers slid in and out of her hole. Meanwhile, his other hand squeezed her breast and played with her nipple.

There was an extra loud pinging noise as they reached the appointed floor, and then the sound of the elevator doors whooshing open.

Red’s hand withdrew from between her legs, and Nicole reflexively straightened her dress. A moment later, Red had taken her by the arm and was leading her once more down some hallway. And then there was another click of a door opening, and she felt herself being led into yet another room.

“Now put your hands out in front of you,” he commanded.

Nicole did as she was told, and her hands hit a hard wooden slab. It was a desk.

She could tell when she grabbed the edge of it that it was a big, sturdy desk. They must be in an office building for sure. Her mind tried to imagine the office they were currently in, with picture windows overlooking the city. Were they in front of the windows even now? Could people see her standing there, blindfolded, a man behind her giving orders?

“Bend over, Nicole,” he said in an even tone.

She bent over and her hands slid across the desk. Red’s hand grabbed her hair and forced her cheek against the cool, firm wood. Then, he lifted the back of her dress, exposing her rear end.

She moaned.

“Look at that beautiful ass,” he whispered. And then he gave her right buttock a quick slap that stung for just a millisecond. He did the same to her left buttock to even things out. And then he began spanking her.

It was exciting because Red hadn’t done this sort of thing in a while. She’d missed their more adventurous sexual interplay, and now that it was happening again, Nicole intended to enjoy it for as long as it lasted.

Her butt was pleasantly warm from Red’s steady spanking, and she was wetter than ever. When he stopped spanking, she was hoping that perhaps he was ready to do more than foreplay. “God, I want you so badly,” she told him.

“That’s very good, Nicole,” he said evenly. “But we’ll go at my pace, won’t we?”

“Yes,” she said.

“Yes what?”

And then she remembered. “Oh. Yes, sir.”

“Because I’m in charge of what we do and when we do it, isn’t the right?”

“Yes sir, that’s right.”

“For instance, you might like to feel my cock against your pussy right now,” he said, and she heard him unzip his fly.

Please, she thought. Please just do it already. I can’t take it anymore, I need
you
.

She knew better than to say any of this out loud, though—especially after his admonishment.

Seconds later, Nicole felt the very tip of the head of his cock sliding between her legs from behind. It glided easily across her pussy lips, creating a strong sensation of ecstasy. Her legs shook as she moaned and her hands clawed the desktop.