Before she took what she needed, she decided to
pleasure him. Lowering her mouth she ran her tongue over the velvet steel
length, getting him wet. When she finally suckled him she drew him in as deep
as she could, but was only able to fit just over half his length into her
mouth, there was so much left over that she couldn’t believe it. Slowly,
tantalizingly she bobbed her head up and down on him, suckling him deep. She
found that she could fit a little more into her mouth as the muscles at the
back of her throat relaxed, but it was simply impossible for her to take his
entire length.
She was driving him crazy with her mouth and he wanted
to grab her head and fuck her mouth, it took all of his will power to resist
that urge. “Leah, if you don’t stop I’m going to cum in your mouth.” He felt it
only right to give her fair warning, he hoped she would continue but at the
same time he wanted to feel more than her mouth surrounding his length.
“There’s a condom in the table drawer beside you.”
It gave her a huge ego boost to know she was turning
him on so much, but she had her own needs she wanted filled at that moment. The
thought of protection hadn’t crossed her mind; she had been on the verge of
simply climbing on and riding him until she found her release. She was relieved
that he at least was thinking sensibly, though she didn’t allow herself to
worry about it, instead she leaned over the bed to pull open the drawer and
grab the foil packet, which she held out to him.
Shaking his head he grinned up at her. “This is your
play, Leah, if you want me to have that on, then you will have to be the one to
do it.”
Shit, she thought to herself, she’d never put a condom
on a man before. It couldn’t be that difficult she decided, ripping the edge
open and sliding out the flimsy covering. Biting her lip she slid it over the
engorged head of his cock, she then rolled it down to the base. Feeling rather
pleased with herself for getting it right, she grinned.
He chuckled softly and placed his hands under his
head, thinking it had to be one of the most unusual sexual encounters he had
had in years; he was sure it would also be one of the most memorable. “Have your
wicked way with me.” He winked at her and hoped the smile on her face meant she
was enjoying the situation as much as he was.
Giggling at his comment Leah was surprised to find
that she was completely comfortable with him. Straddling his waist, she looked
into his eyes as her hand grasped him and she slowly lowered herself onto his
huge length. The smile turned into a frown as she attempted to take him inside
her, she whimpered as she realized he was simply too big for her to take
easily.
As she struggled to ease herself down onto him, making
little movements in an effort to get more of him inside her, he worried that he
was going to get off before she had a chance to get any kind of pleasure. He
knew his size had been a problem for even some experienced women, and he wanted
her to enjoy the experience, not feel inadequate.
Biting her lip as she struggled to take him, Leah knew
she wasn’t going to manage it without his help. “Alex,” she whimpered softly,
“you’re going to have to help me.”
“You want me on top?” He wasn’t prepared to make a
move without her agreeing to it first, especially right then, when movement
might just cause her a lot of discomfort, if not pain, because she wasn't
completely ready for him.
Leah nodded, hoping she was making the right decision.
Right then she was having a hard time accommodating him, the combination of his
girth and length was proving a serious problem. She wasn’t sure that having him
take over would make it easier, but she didn’t think he could make it any
worse.
He lifted her off him by her hips and turned her over.
“Spread your legs wide, and relax.” Pleased at how eagerly she complied, he
lowered his head between her thighs as his tongue delved deeply into her
clenching core. She was wet, and the scent of her was incredible, he
thought as he lapped, plunged, and suckled on the most sensitive part of her
body.
Sliding a finger deep into her, he curled it slightly
until he found her g-spot, enjoying how her hips bucked. Adding another finger
he almost groaned at how tight she was. Spreading his fingers apart, he
stretched her as he moved in and out until he was finally able to add a third
finger when her body released its honey.
Sliding his fingers from her flesh, he moved between
her parted thighs. He saw the concern in her face and spoke calmly to try and
relax her. "Don't worry Leah, I'll take this slow." This was one ride
he was determined she would enjoy. Slowly he inched into her, pulling out when
she grimaced at the discomfort, and then moved back in again. He continued the
gentle assault, and with each slow thrust he managed to get a little more of
himself inside her; she was so damn tight, he thought, he was sure he would be
sore by the time the night was over, but it would be worth it.
After what seemed like an eternity he was inside her
to the hilt; she could swear he touched her womb and wrapped her arms tight
around him, holding him close. Biting her lip, she wrapped her legs around his
waist and dug her feet into his ass; she was amazed at how full she felt with
him inside her.
His body wanted to pound into her silky flesh but he
resisted, reminding himself that he wanted to focus on her pleasure, not his.
Turning her over carefully, still impaled on him, he let her take charge once
more. “Take what you need from me, Leah.” He hoped like hell she took it fast,
at the rate things were going he would be getting off before they even got
started, and he didn’t want that to happen.
Her legs shook as she slowly lifted up on his cock and
a groan of pleasure left her lips as his length filled her again. Continuing
the unhurried ride to pleasure for long minutes, she felt her body beginning to
reach toward that pinnacle that made her forget everything.
Lifting faster, and pushing down harder, she was
amazed how incredible he felt inside her and closed her eyes as she allowed her
body to feel. She rode him with abandon, forgetting everything but her own
pleasure; fulfillment washed over her and she cried out in pleasure.
She had been amazing, he thought, his cock still
twitching in need as her tight sheath attempted to milk him. “My turn,” he said
with a wink and turned her over as she finally opened her eyes. Lifting one leg
he allowed her other to remain straight, knowing it would put direct pressure
on her piercing as he rode her.
He couldn’t fuck her like the animal instinct inside
of him demanded, she wouldn’t be able to walk in the morning if he did, so
instead he began a nice slow ride, building up until his body was right on the
verge of nirvana. “Hold on tight.” Releasing his control he allowed himself a
few fast deep strokes before grunting as he peaked.
Without thinking he allowed his full weight to rest on
her until every last drop of pleasure was milked from his body. Once he had
recovered he pulled himself slowly from her clenching folds. Without a
doubt it had been the best sex of his life and he was glad he hadn’t denied
himself.
Leah shivered at the intensity of the release they
both found and gasped as he pulled her over to rest on his chest, holding her
in his arms. She wasn’t sure what to expect after their lovemaking, but
this sweet tenderness as he caressed her hair was definitely making her feel
more confident. Snuggling against him she inhaled his utterly masculine scent
and sighed in pleasure, sounding like a contented kitten that had just finished
lapping at a warm bowl of milk.
Within moments, her exhausted body
gave in to sleep.
8
Mexico
The flight into Mexico had given Rhett the time to think
over how he had left things with Leah and he was thoroughly disgusted with
himself. What he had done was exactly the shit he was trying to stop, and it
clicked in his mind that he was a negative influence on her, and that his
presence in her life was damaging to her.
He had no idea how to have a normal relationship; it
was something he had never done before. The women in his past were experienced
in pleasing him, and he was used to making it worth their while to do so, but
his Leah was nothing like the submissive's he was used to. For one thing, she
had touched his heart, something none of the others had done.
Manuel had sent a car for him and he made his way over
to it while the attendants sorted his luggage. He needed to clear his head, and
he hoping a period of relaxation at the resort, something he was unfamiliar
with, would help him to make sense of the mess in his mind.
The short drive to the resort afforded him more time
to wallow in self-misery than he would have liked. His thoughts kept turning
back to Leah and he found himself wondering if she wouldn't be better off had
he just stayed away, or never made the offer of ten nights in the first place.
The alpha in him demanded he strike that notion down
and go claim what was his, but destroying her in the process would never make
him happy, he knew that without any doubts.
The moment the car reached the resort his baggage was
taken care of by the staff and he was led up to his suite, without the need for
him to deal with registration. He tipped the bellboy without a second thought,
and found his way to the bed, where he rested while he contemplated the changes
in his life over the previous weeks.
Since Leah came into his life he had found himself
wanting to become more than he was, to become the man she deserved, but what
she deserved was someone who could give her a hearts and flowers romance. He
simply wasn’t sure he could become that kind of man, no matter how much he
wanted to. The consequence of that thought was that if he couldn’t become what
she needed and deserved then he should step away, he should let her find
someone else.
The thought of stepping away and allowing Leah to be
with someone else, he simply couldn’t handle that, it enraged him and he found
himself jumping off the bed and swinging a fist at the wall. He needed to feel
pain, to feel something, but he felt nothing; adrenaline was pumping through
his system too fast for that.
Swearing, Rhett slammed his fist into the wall a
second time, again to no effect. Deciding he needed to do something else to try
and relieve his frustration he undressed, ripping buttons from his shirt in his
haste. Once naked he dug through his luggage until he found his swim trunks,
which he pulled on, and a towel.
The pool area was deserted when he made it downstairs
and, dropping the towel on a nearby lounger, he dove straight in. With powerful
strokes he completed a couple of dozen laps before deciding swimming was doing
nothing to alleviate his frustration. Getting out of the pool he dried himself
vigorously; he still felt physical exhaustion was the best way to curb his
temper and so he made his way down to the gym to work out until he no longer
had the energy to move, let alone think.
The thought of Leah with another man, her body the
plaything of someone other than him, kept playing on his mind, no matter how
much he tried to push it away. If he ever found her with another man, or heard
that she’d been with another man, he’d rip that guy’s head off, he thought
bleakly. He wasn’t prepared to accept anyone touching what was his.
Giving up on the exercise that wasn’t doing what he
wanted it to; he wrapped a towel around his hips. He needed to get his shit
together, and it was clear his current plan wasn’t working. Making his way
upstairs he took a quick shower when he reached his suite.
Once he had dried himself he began unpacking, though
throwing his crap all over the bed was a more accurate description for what he
did, until he found a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, which he pulled on.
Slipping on a pair of sandals he made his way to the elevator and headed up,
hoping Manuel was in.
When he opened the door Manuel was shocked by the rage
he saw on Rhett’s face. “My friend, you look as though you’re ready to beat the
hell out of someone.” He had enough sense not to laugh at the look on his
friend's face; he simply stepped aside and held the door open so Rhett could
enter.
“I need a fucking drink.” Without any of the usual
pleasantries, Rhett walked over to his friend’s bar and poured himself a double
scotch, he downed it quickly and immediately poured a second drink.
This was not his calm, cool, and collected friend,
Manuel thought, worried that his business was in trouble. “Can I do anything to
help?” He couldn't imagine anything else that would have caused his friend to
become so unhinged.
“You can tell me what the hell I was thinking getting
involved with a woman who has no idea how to play by my rules!” His second
drink went down as quickly as the first, he was past the point of giving a damn
what anyone else thought, he wanted Leah, and he knew he’d destroy her if he
acted on his desire.
Manuel was floored to discover that his friend was so
upset over a woman. “Well make her play by your rules.” This was not his friend,
he thought, watching him at the bar, women didn’t make him lose control, he
controlled them.