Las Vegas Sidewinders: Karl (Book 3) (3 page)

“I’m sorry,” she
whispered. “I ruined everything.”

“What?” He put her leg
down and reached for the key on the nightstand, opening one pair of handcuffs
and then the other, so that she could move her arms again. “You had a cramp,
baby—I get them all the time. You didn’t ruin anything—it’s just delayed a
little. Come here.” He pulled her into his arms, kissing the side of her face.
“I’m going to get you some water—sometimes being slightly dehydrated can cause
cramps like that—and then when you’re ready, we’re going to pick up where we
left off.” He got up and disappeared into the kitchen, returning with two
bottles of water. He opened one and handed it to her before opening the other
and taking a long drink.

Kate drank too, hating
that she’d wrecked the moment. She looked at him for any signs of displeasure,
but he was draining the bottle of water and setting it on the nightstand.

“Drink!” he ordered.

She managed a small
smile before doing as he asked. He traced circles around her stomach with his
finger as she finished her bottle of water and then, without warning, he
snapped on the first pair of handcuffs again.

“Your leg okay?” he
asked, poised to snap on the second pair.

She nodded quickly,
already anticipating what he was going to do. He spread her thighs, this time
going directly to her slick opening, chuckling softly as she instantly came
alive against his mouth. He ran his tongue directly down the middle of her
pussy, coaxing a loud groan from deep inside her chest. He loved making her go
wild and made sure she knew it. He slid one finger inside of her and had to
breathe deeply to keep himself from taking her without any more foreplay. He
pulled out his finger and went back in using two, glancing up at her enraptured
face. She was straining against the handcuffs and he held her hips firmly in
place as he found her clit and sucked it erect with his lips. She gasped,
frantically bucking against him.

“Karl, please…” she
whimpered.

“What do you want?” he
asked.

“You.”

“You want me to fuck
you?”

“Yes.” She was
breathing heavily, her lips parted.

“Say it. Tell me what
you want.”

“I want you to fuck
me.”

“Open your eyes.” He
was poised over her and she met his gaze without hesitation. “Now say it
again.”

“I want you to fuck
me!” she gasped out the words and then sucked in her breath as he slammed into
her with one long, hard thrust. He moved her legs up and she wrapped them
around his waist.

“Like this?” he ground
out, pulling out slowly and then thrusting back into her.

“More,” she pleaded.

He closed his eyes, doing
exactly as she asked. He took his time at first, rocking his hips against hers
before pushing himself so hard and deep he didn’t think he could stand it much
longer. She moaned, lifting her body to meet his. He could feel her clenching
around him and starting to shudder.

“Come on, baby, come
with me,” he ground out, grabbing her ass and using his strength to leverage
himself to the hilt.

Kate had never
experienced anything like this, not even with him. Her body was on fire, every inch
of her skin tingling with the orgasm she could feel building deep inside her
stomach. Looking up at his face, she focused on his beautiful blue eyes and
perfectly shaped lips. She desperately wanted to put her arms around him and as
she unconsciously strained against the handcuffs, she felt his soft chuckle.

“You do as you’re told
right now,” he whispered against her ear. “I’m the one in charge, and I want
you to come, now.” He held her still, his cock buried so deep inside of her he
couldn’t believe he wasn’t hurting her.

Electricity like she’d
never felt before spread across her skin, her entire body shaking with an
orgasm so intense she nearly blacked out. Stars began to float in front of her
eyes and she felt him let go too, losing himself in her.

“Karl!” she cried out,
her head thrown back as her body continued to quiver.

“Jesus, Kate…!” He
finally stopped moving, and she moaned with displeasure when he pulled out.
“You’re not done yet,” he growled. His dipped his head and found her
still-pulsing clit with his tongue.

“Oh, no, I can’t…” she
gasped, still reeling with the aftershocks of the hardest she’d ever come in
her life.

“Oh, yeah you can.” He
licked her already sensitive, throbbing clit back to life, using one finger to
fuck her while he teased the rest of her.

“I can’t… Karl… I won’t
be able to—” Her breath was getting short again.

“Come again?” he
finished her sentence. “You will. Trust me.” He continued to tongue her, two
fingers dipping inside of her as she moved against him. She didn’t know how he
could make her feel so good, so soon after her body had practically shattered
into a million pieces, but she was bucking against him, her pulse racing.

“Karl!” She let out a
shriek of surprise as she felt another orgasm building right on the back end of
the first. “How…oh!” She was going to come again, and she whimpered, her arms
pulling at the handcuffs that restrained her.

“That’s it, baby, come
for me…” He pulled out his fingers, replacing them with his tongue, and that
was all it took. She screamed his name, her body reacting as if it had a mind
of its own. He sucked and licked as she came undone, her cries of pleasure
echoing off the walls. He eased up when she finally collapsed, covered in
sweat, her chest rising and falling as the last waves began to subside.

“Oh my God.” She was
still shuddering slightly, her body wasted in the aftermath of something she’d
never experienced before.

“Never came twice in a
row?” he asked, nuzzling her neck.

“No.” Her voice was a
ragged whisper. He kissed her, slowly this time, his tongue lazily tangling
with hers, letting her taste herself on him. “So, can I handcuff you again?”

“Oh, yes.” She breathed
deeply. “But only if I can handcuff you sometime.”

“Absolutely.” He
reached up to unlock the handcuffs and she moved against him, her body molding
against his. “Are you okay?” he asked softly.

“I’m great,” she said,
looking up at him shyly. “That was awesome.”

“There’s lots more
where that came from,” he said gently. Watching her slowly drift off to sleep,
it occurred to him that something had shifted between them. Her easy acceptance
of his sexual appetite, and her unconditional trust tonight did things to him
that he didn’t want to contemplate. He’d gotten to a point he couldn’t even
think about another woman, and he had to admit he didn’t know if he was
terrified or ecstatic.

When Karl woke the next
morning, he knew right away that Kate wasn’t beside him. He turned over and
looked at the clock. 10:40. Wow, he never slept this late. Of course, he’d been
all over Kate most of the night, reveling in the way she responded to him. It
had been a hell of a night, and he was kind of bummed that she wasn’t here now.
He loved morning sex, but alas, she’d already gotten up and he could hear faint
voices in the apartment.

Sitting up, he shook
out his mane of blond hair and padded into the bathroom. He pulled his hair
into a ponytail and found shorts and a T-shirt to put on. He opened the door
and was about to call out a greeting to Drake and Erin, who were sitting on the
couch, but the looks of annoyance on their faces gave him pause. He followed
their gazes to where Kate was pacing in the kitchen, her phone pressed to her
ear.

“…of course not!” she
was saying. “It has nothing to do with him—he doesn’t even know about it… I
haven’t asked him because I didn’t even know for sure if
I
was coming,
much less him. We didn’t know what was going to happen with the playoffs until
last night…
Noooo
,” she drew out the word with
obvious annoyance. “I have two big clients I have to meet with so I just—” She
sighed heavily, tapping her foot as she listened to the other end of the
conversation. “
What picture?!
Oh for God’s sake, I was standing right
there.” She snorted. “Okay, whatever, Lou, I have to go.” She rolled her eyes,
holding the phone away from her ear as she drummed her fingers on the kitchen
counter.

“Lou, I’ll be there,
okay? But it’s already afternoon on the East Coast and I have work to do. I’ll
see you Saturday.” She disconnected and shoved the phone in her pocket.

“Where are we going on
Saturday?” Karl asked lightly, coming up behind her and making her jump.

“Oh! You’re up.” She
looked at him and grimaced. “It doesn’t matter. Don’t worry about it.”

“Whatever it is, it upset
you, which means I’m worried about it.” He cocked his head. “What’s going on,
babe?”

She rolled her eyes.
“My mother and sister—what’s always wrong?!”

“For what it’s worth,”
Erin called out, “you need to start standing up for yourself, Kate. I don’t know
why you put up with their crap.”

Kate sighed. “They’re
family,” she said sadly. “And I just keep hoping they’ll stop trying to change
me—”

“Change you?” Karl
frowned. “Why would they want to change you?”

“—Into someone skinny
and sexy, like—”

“I think you’re very
sexy just the way you are.” His eyes darkened as he leaned over and whispered,
“The girl I handcuffed last night is pretty fucking sexy.”

She flushed, giving him
a tiny smile. “I know, it’s just… my sister, she’s so perfect—”

“Lulu is
so
not
perfect,” Erin called out. “She’s a bitch, with no tits, and an overbite.
Not.
Perfect
.”

Drake chortled and Kate
snickered too. “She just got engaged and the engagement party is Saturday. I’m
expected, but I’ve been away from New York for two weeks already so I could be
with you, and now they’re mad about me not going.”

“What picture was she
talking about?”

“The one of Therese
kissing you.”

He scowled. Damn, he
really wished Therese hadn’t reappeared. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t know she was
going to do that.”

Kate nodded. “I’m not
upset about the picture—just that my family doesn’t believe you could really be
interested in more than sex with me.”

He rolled his eyes.
“We’re going to that stupid party, and we’ll make very sure they know how
interested I am.” He leaned over and kissed her. “Go pack. We’ll fly to New
York tomorrow and then take a flight early Saturday morning to Ohio, leaving
first thing Sunday.”

“Karl, my mother and
sister are epic bitches…” she said softly.

“She’s not kidding!”
Erin called out. “They called me Scarface to my face.”

Drake’s head snapped
around in disbelief. “Seriously?!”

Erin laughed. “Relax,
I’m good. I stopped paying attention to them years ago.”

“That’s awful,” Karl
said quietly, resting his hands on Kate’s shoulders. “I can’t imagine my mother
or sister behaving that way. That being said, maybe it’s time for someone to
let them know that you’re absolutely perfect the way you are.”

Landing at the airport
in Columbus, Ohio, Kate felt the same sense of unease she always felt when she
got to her hometown. She truly hated coming home, but a sense of duty always
seemed to drag her back. This time, though, with Karl at her side, she felt a
bit more confident. Her mother and sister could be bitchy and conniving, but
Karl wasn’t some regular guy who would be easily manipulated. Watching his
easygoing manner as they walked through the airport hand in hand, she tried to
follow his lead by clearing her mind and thinking about nothing but how his
jeans hugged his great ass.

“Are you looking at my
ass?” He slid his eyes over to hers as they waited in line for the rental car.

“Who me?” She widened
her eyes innocently and he chuckled, kissing the side of her face.

Even with a baseball
cap and dark sunglasses, it was easy to tell he was someone important. He was
tall and striking no matter what he was wearing, and Kate noticed both men and
women would look twice when he walked by, wondering why he looked familiar.
There was just something so compelling about him, perfect strangers seemed
drawn to him.

Getting behind the
wheel of the rental car, Karl looked to Kate for direction and she guided him
to their hotel. Although her mother had fussed that she wouldn’t be staying at
the house, Karl had put his foot down and told her he would be damned if he had
to worry about making love to her because they were in her parents’ house.

It wasn’t even noon
when they got to their hotel room, and Kate sank onto the bed with a heavy
sigh. She threw herself back against the pillows, thinking about what her
mother would say about the dress she was planning to wear and how long until
they had to leave.

“Are you stressing
about this already?” Karl leaned against the doorway to the bedroom of their
suite.

“I guess.” She
shrugged.

He moved over to the
small bag he’d brought. Without a word, he pulled out both pairs of handcuffs,
letting them dangle from his fingers. Kate stared at him in surprise, her mouth
curving into a small smile.

“I packed for us,” she
said. “When did you sneak those in?”

“That’s my secret,” he
said, walking towards her slowly, a sexy smile on his lips. “So, is it your
turn to be in control?”

Her mouth went a little
dry as she looked up at him. She licked her lips. “Where, uh, where exactly
would we put them?”

Karl looked at the
heavy wooden headboard and then smiled. “Looks like we’re going to have to
improvise.”

She looked behind her,
unsure of what he meant. He didn’t say anything, just pulled off his T-shirt
and unzipped his jeans, letting them slide down. He slipped one end of the
handcuffs on his left wrist and then joined her on the bed. She looked at him
as the first tingle of excitement coursed through her belly; it was all still
so new but exciting too. She’d never imagined doing things like this, but with
Karl it felt natural. Despite the newness of their relationship, she felt
completely at ease with him.

“You’ll have to run the
handcuffs behind the leg of the headboard,” he nodded to the edge of the bed.
“And then bring it back around to the front and put the other end on my other
wrist.”

She followed where he’d
motioned with her gaze and nodded slowly. “Key?”

He put it in her hand.
Her fingers closed around it and she realized she was shaking slightly. He
shoved the pillows aside and lay down diagonally on the bed—he was too tall for
any other position—waiting patiently for her to work up her nerve.

She looked at him,
wearing nothing but boxers, and suddenly couldn’t wait to have complete and
utter control over his glorious body. Before she chickened out, she fastened
his wrists, hoping she hadn’t done it too tight. His hooded eyes and steady
breathing gave her the answer she sought and she slipped off her capris and
blouse. Wearing nothing but her bra and panties, she crawled over him, running
her hands over his ribs. With his arms stretched tightly over his head, every
rippled muscle on his torso was pulled taut, and she couldn’t stop herself from
leaning down and running her tongue down his chest towards his stomach.

A soft groan escaped
him and she paused at the top of his boxers. She could see his erection already
pressing against the cotton, and she tugged at them. He lifted his hips to help
her and she pulled them off, tossing them off the bed.

“Jesus, you’re sexy,”
she breathed, running her hand over his bulging erection.

He said nothing, and
just watched her through those hooded blue eyes. She leaned down and kissed
everything except his dick, watching as he closed his eyes in anticipation.
Running her fingers over the golden curls that crowned his beautiful cock, she
couldn’t wait to have it inside of her. Sex had been pleasurable before Karl,
but not something she’d ached for. With Karl, she felt a need that went beyond
the physical; being with him was so all-encompassing she sometimes couldn’t
think of anything else.

When she finally took
him in her hand, he sighed heavily, and his chest started to rise and fall
faster. Running her fingers along his long shaft, she used her tongue to slowly
lick up one side and down the other. She felt him shudder when she wrapped her
lips around him, thinking he was so much bigger than anyone she’d ever been
with before. Oral sex had always been something she did because it was demanded
of her, but that was never the case with Karl. All she wanted was to make him
lose control the way he did to her every time he touched her.

She’d given him a blow
job before, but there was something different about the way she was doing it
today, Karl thought, struggling to let her remain in control. He’d been
restrained dozens of times but he’d never once felt this desperate need to
break free and fuck the hell out of someone. Kate’s gentle but erotic movements
on his cock had him ready to blow his load after less than a minute. When she
took him deeper in her throat, he could feel her tense, unsure of herself.

“Relax your throat,” he
said quietly. “Don’t work so hard, just let it slide back.”

She did as he directed
and felt a surge of triumph as she took him almost completely in her mouth. He
obviously liked it too, his strangled groan letting her know he was on the
brink. She moved faster, sliding her tongue along the velvety skin, using her
hands to cup his balls and tease him even more. He was already straining
against her mouth, and she paused to slowly blow on the tip, wet with her
saliva. The cool air made him shiver, so she didn’t hesitate to slide him all
the way to the back of her throat again. She loved having him in her mouth and
increased the pressure of her lips, watching him respond.

“
Aah
,
Kate!” He lifted his hips, rocking them against her. “Baby, I can’t—shit!” He
exploded in her mouth and she held on tight, swallowing every drop as he bucked
against her. She held him firmly until he stilled, and then slowly moved her
mouth up his body.

“I wasn’t sure I could
deep throat you,” she murmured. “But I wanted to try.”

“That was fucking
awesome,” he said, his heart still pounding.

“Where are the
condoms?” she asked.

“My bag,” he said, his
eyes following her as she dropped to the ground and pulled one out. She put it
beside them as she straddled him, leaning down to find his mouth. He nipped at
her bottom lip as she covered his body with hers. He wasn’t surprised to feel
himself getting hard all over again, but she laughed with delight.

“Is it always this easy
to turn you on?” she whispered, kissing his ear.

“With you, it is.” He
groaned when she brought her knee up between his legs, resting gently against
his balls. She sat up and slowly unsnapped her bra, giving him the most
beautiful view of her breasts. She ran her hands over them and was happy to see
him swallowing hard, the muscles in his arms flexing as he unconsciously tried
to reach for her.

“Uh, uh, uh,” she
taunted with a sexy smile. “I thought this was my time to play?”

He grunted but she
could feel him resisting the handcuffs.

“Not happy with someone
else in control?” she whispered, licking his Adam’s apple.

“I’m happy,” he ground
out. “I just need to have my hands in your hair and my tongue in your mouth
while I’m fucking you.”

She caught her breath at
the raw passion in his voice, and lowered her mouth to his, hovering just above
him for a split second before he lifted his head and claimed her lips like a
man possessed. When he kissed her like that, she forgot all about being in
charge.