Finding Love: Incident at the Candy Apple (At the Candy Apple Series Book 2) (2 page)

Chapter Three

Ellie’s heart pounded as Jake pulled her over his knee. She’d been secretly watching him for weeks and now she was exactly where she’d hoped to be. His strong thighs under her stomach felt so good that her pussy pulsed, drenching between her upper thighs.
He’s gorgeous, gentle, and so sexy—what a pity…

He stroked her ass and down between her thighs sending a trail of delicious sensation up and down her legs. He feathered soft touches over the folds of her creaming entrance until she writhed back onto his hand wanting his fingers inside her.

Jake’s murmur of appreciation gave her a shiver.

He slid a finger into her pussy and at the same time kissed her neck as he bent over her.

A low moan escaped her. The double pleasure sent her pulse racing and her thoughts receding. She ground against his palm, using the bench as leverage where she could reach with one hand. She was pure sensation.

His finger slipped from her. He pushed his hand under her and grasped her mound. He held her tight as he licked and teased with kisses along her ear, and neck.

Ellie pressed to him for more of the tingles that shot down her body. She groaned as his thumb pressed on her clit and sent a huge throb of sexual need through it.

In a gentle movement, he lifted her and brought her to sit on his lap.

His face against hers, she breathed in the light citrus scent of his cologne. She rubbed her cheek against his and shifted her head to find his delicious mouth for kisses.

He whispered as she moved. “Tell me what you like. I want to give it to you.”

She nudged his nose with hers. The way he held her waist just about drove her crazy. “I want your fingers in me. I’m so desperate to come now I can’t think straight.”

He kissed her lips softly, lingering so sexily, she moaned. The kiss fueled her desire and she grabbed his head to kiss him hungrily. She broke contact to breathe, gulping in air as she realized just how much she wanted him.

He drew away and she groaned, but he lifted her to stand before him. He pulled her thighs apart and she grasped his shoulders to stop from losing her balance.

He bent and thrust his tongue in her slit. His shade of stubble rasped on her shaved mound. She pressed toward his face.

Jake slid his arm around her and kept her still. He thrust two fingers into her soaking wet pussy and moved his face along her body until he reached her breast. He sucked her nipple.

Ellie tried to ride his fingers. Her stomach clenched, and her back arched as she moaned, desperate for the waves of orgasm to start when tension built inside her as he pumped, finger fucking her.

She held his head as he transferred his mouth to her other breast and licked at her nipple. Her fingers tunneled in his soft hair.

His tongue swirled. His fingers stroked at a place inside her that sent exquisite pleasure through every part of her pussy. His thumb hit on her clit. He pressed hard, his fingers stilled.

She thrust on him. Her orgasm rippled over her from her clit, under and through her pussy until she threw her head back gasping as the orgasm went on.

He ran his hand up her spine to the nape of her neck and brought her face to his. He pushed his tongue into her mouth.

A shock of pleasure spiked through her. Her pussy clenched in response. She moaned into his mouth as he slipped his fingers from her.

His whispered, “Ellie, do you need more?” barely registered in her fog of sensation.

She kissed him, her mind empty of anything, still floating from the delicious orgasm.

He responded with lots of gentle kisses, his hands traveling over her body in sweeps of barely there touches that raised goosebumps and sent tingles sparking along her skin.

“Jake,” she murmured as she broke away from a kiss. “I want your cock in my mouth. I want to taste you so badly it’s making me ache.”

His gasp teased at her mouth as he dragged her head back to his to murmur between kisses. “You’re so sexy, and if that’s what you need I have to give it to you. I said I would, but I can’t help thinking I’m getting off lightly.”

A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
He has no idea.
She wriggled from his lap and clasped his hands in hers. She pulled and he stood for her. She undid his suit pants and pulled them down his ass. She ran her hands over his thighs and soaked up the feel of his skin. Desire to have him naked made her drag his black boxers down hard, and his cock sprang free, huge and enticing.

His groan of pleasure spread the smile across her face and Ellie dropped to her knees. She grabbed at his hard column and swooped on the helmet head to trace her tongue over the skin there, like velvet over iron. She slid her hand under his balls and weighed them in her palm, savoring the feel of him. She took the head of his cock into her mouth, in a soft, wet, suck.

His breath caught and he pushed his fingers into her hair to grasp handfuls. “That feels so good.”

She heard his words through a haze of lust. Nothing would taste as good as his cum for her right then, and she brought his cock deep into her mouth a few times, so that it would leak. She had her reward as she found pre cum on the slit when she slipped his cock out of her mouth and lapped at the head with her tongue. The taste sent throbs through her clit and she leaned back on her heels. She let go of him and grabbed her breasts, pushing them together to form a channel. His cock bumped on her torso as she positioned herself so that he could thrust between her breasts.

Jake gripped her head as he pushed his cock into the channel she’d formed. He sighed as he thrust.

Ellie grabbed his bare ass and dug her nails appreciatively into the hard muscles. She let him thrust again as her breasts fell away from the enclosure she’d made, and then she used his strength to lever backward, holding his thighs. She opened her mouth and with her hands grasping his ass she stroked his cock into her throat, and out to her firm lips, until the rhythm resembled fucking and Jake groaned with each movement.

His hands in her hair pulled and sent spikes of sensation down her back. His moans were heavenly to hear. His cock was so hard in her mouth—against her lips—and then he was coming, his cum shooting into her throat and pulsing into her mouth as his orgasm continued.

“Hell, that’s so … fucking … good.” He thrust his hips.

Ellie let his cock slide on her tongue, and slip on her lips, as she ran her hands down his strong thighs. She waited until he slid from her mouth and then swallowed his cum.
Yummy.

“I need more,” she whispered between kisses dotted up his stomach. She stood, holding onto his hips and turned her face up to his.

“Tell me.” Jake held her face and kissed her softly.

Ellie smiled against his mouth. “I’d love to tie you up.” She felt his withdrawal even though he didn’t move.

Laden with some emotion she couldn’t identify he answered. “How will that please you? How will that give you what you need?”

Ellie pushed him. “It will make me feel safe with you. It will help me trust you.”

She ran a finger down his cheek and along his perfect jaw. She gazed up into his clear blue eyes. “You want me to trust you, don’t you?”

Chapter Four

Jake’s heart hammered. He wanted trust as much as he wanted to be loved. If she trusted him then they could start on a relationship of some kind. He looked into her eyes, a paler blue than his and lined with smoky gray kohl. His gaze traveled over her pretty face. Her lips had swollen a little from their kisses and probably from the way she gripped his cock with them as she sucked him off. A sweep of desire went over him. He loved what he saw. Her sweet, soft skin felt like satin under his fingers. Her hair slipped in his fists like silk. Her kiss sent shudders of sensation through his cock. His balls tightened thinking of her pussy around his fingers. He wanted his cock in that wet place. He recalled her breasts pushed together and the way her peaked nipple grazed on his tongue as he’d sucked it.
I’ll give it a try.
In his mind,
Jake consented to be tied up.

He gave a small nod. “Okay. There are velour ropes over on the table.” He waved a hand toward one corner where the table stood. It held a variety of softer sex toys, scarves for blindfolds, padded non-lockable cuffs, the ropes he’d spoken of, a string of cool pearls, a stack of flavored condoms and tiny tubes of lube, new, boxed vibrators, but there were no dungeon toys, nothing that spoke of lifestyle and hard BDSM was available in these rooms.

He enjoyed the sight of her shapely ass as she walked to the table.

“Please take off your clothes, Jake. I want to touch you everywhere.” She gave him a sultry look as she glanced back over her shoulder at him.

Jake’s cock throbbed and thickened despite he’d just come. He pulled off his tie and shirt, and then took off his boots and socks. His pants and boxers were half off and he dragged them the rest of the way. When he looked up, she gazed at him with darkened eyes.

“You’ve no idea how much I need this.” She took one of his hands and pulled it behind his back.

He waited for her to grasp the other hand.

She rubbed her naked torso along the side of his body as she took both hands.

He felt the soft rope wind around his wrists and smiled. Her touch was gentle, caring even. His heart flipped as she pulled the rope tight. It was much tighter than he’d expected.

She trailed her fingertips around on his ass and down into the crack.

Jake jumped a little as she pushed her face onto his waist and bit him.

She kissed where she’d bitten and followed the V of his hips kissing and tracing her fingernails there.

Jake’s stomach contracted and his cock jerked up. He closed his eyes as she explored his body with soft touches and sweeps of her palms. He hadn’t expected to get another erection so soon, but her kisses on his stomach and her fingers under his ass brought him one. His cock leaked as she pressed her breasts on his back and reached around to circle her fingertips on his balls.

“Are you okay Jake?” She whispered as she stepped around him and pushed him down to sit on the bench.

He sat willingly and stared up at her. “I think so.” He hoped this wasn’t a mistake.

She walked to the table. Her spike heels clicked on the hardwood floor. Her hair fell down her back. She brought a condom with her as she approached him again.

“Now you’re tied up I’m going to fuck you.”

Jake smiled remembering the start of their conversation in the club. “Maybe it’s me who needs a safeword.”

She gave him a soft smile in return. “I doubt you’ll want me to stop.”

She tore open the condom pack and held his cock to roll it onto his erection with what seemed to Jake like a practiced hand.

A sigh of pleasure escaped him. This was unexpected and sexy as hell. His breath hitched as she straddled him and after guiding his cock into the entrance of her pussy, she sat down on him slowly.

He couldn’t believe the depth of pleasure that flowed over him as she enveloped his cock with her tight pussy. He groaned as she pressed down to the hilt and then began to rock. His ass was one mass of melting sensation as she did things with her hips that milked his cock. His balls lifted to press against the base of her ass cheeks as she rocked on him. He moaned into her mouth as she leaned her forehead on his and kissed him. “Ellie…”

She rode him, her mouth open on his, and her hands grasping his hair so tight pain made him frown. Her hips rolled and her pussy squeezed on his cock. She levered with her high heels on the floor and moved in long strokes up and down his cock.

His orgasm shocked him, burning through him with no warning except a suddenly clenched ass. He gasped and groaned, fighting for breath as his hips jerked and he longed to free his hands and grab her hips to fuck her hard, to ram, and pound his pulsing dick up into her delicious cunt.

“Fucking hell…” He moaned as she gripped his shoulders and slid on his cock bringing her clit hard against the base of it.

She sighed into his ear. “Not hell, this feels like heaven.”

Jake only guessed she was coming. He was still lost in the avalanche of sensation when aftershocks of orgasm throbbed in his cock and she slid along making them intense.

She stilled and rested her face, open mouthed, on his shoulder.

Wetness seeped onto his skin and made him tingle. He felt desperate to hold her, to stroke her back and pull her closer. His voice wavered as he spoke. “Ellie, kiss me.”

She raised her head and gazed into his eyes. “Say please.”

Jake didn’t hesitate. “Please kiss me.”

She held his face and kissed him.

He soaked up the gentleness and sex in the long soft kiss. He followed her mouth with his wanting more as she drew away.

“I bet you could free yourself if you tried.” She smiled but it didn’t reach her eyes. They held a strange expression, a question—almost.

He’d wanted to please her, gain her trust, give her what she needed and so he hadn’t tried. Now he twisted his wrists in the velour ropes, and pulled to untie his hands. To his surprise, he couldn’t shift the rope. The more he tried, the tighter it became until, even though it was soft, it bit into his skin like the wrist burns his older brother gave him in school and called snakebites. Jake erased that memory from his mind as fast as possible. The pain of being bullied lived on if he let it.

Ellie lifted herself from his lap and off his cock using his shoulders to steady herself. She swung her leg around his knees and stood staring at him with a curious expression on her face.

Jake gave her a rueful smile. “I can’t get free.”

She busied herself pulling on her panties and slipping on her dress. She gathered up her little sequined purse and sighed. “As you took off your clothes I turned off surveillance. No one will know you’re here because I’m going to place a note on the door that says this room is out of commission. You’re going to stay here until I want you freed. How do you like that?”

A frown creased between his eyes as her words sank in. “I don’t understand.”

She shrugged. “What don’t you understand? I made it as plain as possible for you. You have to stay here, tied up, until I come back to free you. I learned that knot from my former boyfriend. The more you struggle the tighter it will be. Just to make sure I don’t find you gone when I come back here, I’m taking your clothes.”

Panic rose in Jake. He stood up and walked on legs that felt drained of strength. He stopped before her. “Please don’t do this. I’m shocked you would do this. I would never hurt you like this.” He heard his voice tinged with fear and hurt. He shook his head to underscore his words.

She took a deep breath. “You told me you’d give me what I needed. I need this.”

Jake’s shoulders slumped. He’d been so intent on capturing her heart he’d said that meaning sex, gentleness, and tenderness. He pleaded with her. “Ellie, this is not what I meant. I only wanted to please you … give you the sex you needed. Please don’t do this. Untie me. We’ll go and get coffee, and talk about why you need to do this.”

She gave him a little push in the middle of his chest.

He tried to stop the fear that threatened to overwhelm him. He went to the bench and sat.
When she’s gone, I’ll get the surveillance working if I have to turn the dials with my teeth.

Ellie gathered his clothes and folded them neatly.

Jake watched resigned, but shock and disappointment remained, and made him shake.

She picked up the stack and left the room.