Discover Me (2 page)

A Favor

“I owe you
something.” She whispered in his ear.

Her hand
trailed from his chest down to rest on his obvious arousal. She caressed him
through his pants, a small smile tipping her lips.

“I thought
you promised to wash my back,” he replied as he thrust into the hand cupping
him.

Kissing
him on the corner of his lips, whispering as she moved away, “I promise you’ll
like this better.”

She rose up
to her knees beside him on the bed and undid the string of his bottoms. He lifted
his hips so she could push them and underwear down to his ankles. Even
semi-erect, a shaft of arousal went through her and she murmured her approval.

Pulling
her shirt over her head, revealing her bare body beneath. She allowed him to
admire her for a moment before she straddled his waist, settling herself over
his stomach. Just knowing what she would do made her wet and she knew he could
feel it on his taut skin.

Leaning
forward, she let her breasts dangle like a fruit just above his face. “How can
I please you this morning, Sir?” Her voice was low purr.

“Shit,
you’re killing me.” He groaned as he eyed her breasts.

“They’re
yours.” She held her breast and offered it to his mouth. “Have a taste,
please.”

The feel
of his tongue rasping at the hard nipple made her shudder. He lifted his head
and latched on, then sucked with enough force that her body clamped down. She
watched his face; his eyes closed in absolute pleasure as he devoured first one
tight nipple than the other. The sight of him enjoying her body took her breath
away. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as she could.

She sat
up, forcing him to release her nipple from between his lips with an audible pop.
He opened his eyes and naked desire swirled in his dark eyes. She held his eyes
as she grasped both breasts and circled her nipples that were wet from his
mouth. So sensitive now, she squirmed even as his eyes followed the movement of
her fingers.

“Let me
please you.” She let him hear all her desire for him in her voice.

His hard
arousal rested against her back and she had to taste him. Rotating around, she
straddled his chest, bringing her face close to his hard shaft. He stood fully
erect then, and read for whatever attention she wanted to give him.
 
Her mouth watered in anticipation of
tasting him.

She
wrapped her fingers around him and squeezed a little, his body rumbled beneath
her as he groaned.
 
He was hard and
silky, the skin sliding as she moved up and down. Fluid oozed from the tip and
she let her tongue dart out to taste that drop.
 
He was a slightly bitter, incredibly
earthy flavor on her tongue and she wanted more.

Coming to
her knees above him, she grasped him at the base before her lips wrapped around
him. More of his heady essence exploded in her mouth and she moaned. He gripped
her thighs hard as she used her hands and mouth to pleasure him. The hoarse
sounds coming from him and the thrust of his hips spurred her on faster.
 
She let him slide down into her throat
and swallowed until he arched.

Her entire
focus stayed on pleasuring him, blocking out everything even the hard grip of
his hands on her thighs. He tasted and felt so good in her mouth, all that hard
strength hers to devour.
 
Sliding a
hand down to cup and fondle his balls, she enjoyed him to the fullest. She
could do this; suck him down, all day. The taste of his cum, the slide of his
skin, the way he pulsed in her mouth stoked her arousal.

The sudden
slide of a tongue against her slit jolted her to awareness. She froze, his cock
throbbing in her mouth, a lingering tingle dissipating between her thighs.
 
 
When he did it again, she moaned around
him. He slid from her mouth as she tossed a look over her shoulders.
 
There he was, mischievous eyes peering
just over her ass.

She arched
a brow at him. “Aren’t I supposed to be serving you?”

He looped
his arms around her thighs and maneuvered her until his lips brushed her when
he spoke. “You are serving me. The feeling of your mouth is amazing, but I
couldn’t just lie here with that sweet pussy temptingly close.”

The feel
of his breath made her squirm.
 
His
mouth fastened to her cunt in a kiss that made her gasp.
 
She pressed back against him as his
tongue licked from one end to the other, teasing her with the gentle rasp. Her
head dropped forward as he tasted her over and over.

When he
stopped, she cried out. “Weren’t you doing something a minute ago? Keep going,
don’t let me stop you.”

He smacked
her hard on the ass before pulling her back to his mouth.
 
It took everything she had to refocus on
his cock, the quick movements of his tongue sweet torture. She engulfed the
weeping head in her mouth, her mission to make him come before she did.

The play
of his finger on her clit tested that determination, and she couldn’t stop the
frantic rocking of her hips. Her climax hovered as the feeling of two fingers
and his clever tongue pushed her closer.

“Come on,
baby.” His breath teased her hot flesh. “I want you to let go.”

“You
first,” she moaned, letting her tongue trail down the underside to his balls
before licking a slow path around one than the other.
 
She brought him deep into her mouth,
applying the amount of suction she knew he needed.
 
His balls drew up in her hand and she
redoubled her efforts.

He smacked
her butt again making her hum around him. “I’m in control here. And I want you
to come right now.”

The
feeling of his tongue spearing deep as expert fingers pinched hard at her
nipple. He knew her well, and that pleasure-pain pushed her over.
 
Her hips ground against his mouth, her
body unraveling above him. She felt his tongue lap up all the cream that
slipped from her, moaning and shuddering with each swipe.

She knew
he sought to distract. Her climax rippling through her body didn’t deter her
from pulling him over the edge with her. She continued sucking until he tensed,
his back arching, and came in long jerks in her mouth.
 
His essence slid down her throat, a sigh
slipping from his lips as she sucked him dry.

Satisfied,
she turned and draped her body over his.
 
She licked the salt from his neck, smiling when he groaned weakly.
Entwining their hands, she relaxed in his arms, them a tight circle around her.

“Next
time, I’m going to tie you up and have my way with you.” She told him as they
both drifted off to sleep.

Control

“Sweets,
are you just going to leave me here?”

It was
terrible, but Cheri found the suppressed anger in his voice arousing.
 
She widened her eyes and smiled sweetly
at him.

“I might,”
she replied with an airy wave of her hand. “I might not.”

Luke
growled, his amber colored eyes flashing. She tamped down the bubble of
laughter that threatened to spill out as he yanked hard at the bonds around his
wrists. They both knew he humored her by staying put, but she was confident the
ties would hold him just a little longer.

He was
delicious with his long black hair spread out on the pillow like that. His row
sexual power invaded the room and even subdued he appeared larger than life. Unable
to help herself, Cheri let her eyes take a slow stroll down his body.
 
Those straight black brows, that full
bottom lip, and his hard jaw appealed to her.
 

Deceptively
lean, the muscles beneath his swarthy skin spoke of graceful power that could
explode quickly into action. Strength echoed even in his rapidly filling cock. His
heated gaze of as he returned her frank stare made her shiver.
 
 

She could
almost believe she was truly in control right then.
 

But Cheri
knew exactly what Luke was
;
wild creature pretending
captivity. The blood red silk ropes wound tight around his wrists and ankles
binding him to the posts of the bed. At the way his biceps flexed, she knew he
constantly tested the strength and gauged how easily he could slip from them.
He’d been in a deep sleep when she tied him up, her desire to control him too
strong to pass up the chance. Their mutual pleasure always stayed under his
control, but this time she wanted to guide things. This was her chance to play.

The power
surging through her had her licking her lips.
 
Heady and arousing, she felt like a
vixen.
 
 
The possibilities felt limitless, though
at the moment she was consumed with the desire to follow the line of black hair
that marched down his stomach.
 
Right
to the prize standing
like
a pillar between his thighs.
She felt her body sway toward his before she managed to shake away some of the
sexual haze that swept over her.

He laughed
and something deep in her womb clenched. “I know what you want, Cheri.
 
Let me go and I’ll give you exactly what
you need.”

That seductive
voice promised erotic things, and for a beat she wanted to give it.
 
But that meant doing things his way. Shaking
her head, she took a step back. She did ache for him; she always ached for him.
It was like a hot throb that demanded the promise of his filling, but she
ignored it. “I want to make
you
feel better.”

One dark
eyebrow arched high, almost mocking with its straightness. She took another
step back, conscious of the flex of his arms as they tested the bindings again.
They just needed to hold a bit longer.

Satisfied
they’d do the trick, Cheri turned away and walked the few feet to the dresser.
His intake of breath when she bent at the waist reminded her of both her nudity
and arousal. She was sure he could see it glistening like a beacon on her
thighs, her pussy just visible. The bang of the posts on the wall confirmed her
thoughts.

“Come
here, Sweets.” Low, suggestive, and so tempting was his voice.

She
straightened shaking her head as she did. “I’ll
come
when I want to.”

Her hands
were filled with the things she would use. Walking slowly back to the bed, she
climbed up and straddled his waist. The heavy weight of his sex settled against
her back and bottom, his hips lifting just a little.
 
Gritting her teeth, she ignored that need
to have him inside of her and focused on the doing this right.
 

She felt
his eyes on her breasts as she leaned forward to place the things on pillow
beside him. The sharp crinkle of his brow told her he noted one item in
particular that she sat down. Bright purple, thick, and phallus shaped there
was no mistaking the object. She could see from the narrowing of his eyes that
he was speculating about its use.

Leaning
forward, she brought her face inches from his. Close enough to see the green
that ringed his irises, Cheri let her breasts press full into his chest. Lust
swirled in his eyes, stark and delicious. He relaxed beneath her, obviously
confident that he would get his way. Or maybe, she thought, he enjoyed her
being in charge just a little bit.

“Now we’re
going to do what I want so you be still.” She took his mouth in a slow kiss
that seemed in direct contrast to the urgency thrumming through him. Cheri fed
off his tension, there in the hard grip of his hands on the binds and in the
tight coil of energy that was his body beneath hers.

Without
breaking their lips, she lifted her bottom as though she meant to seat herself
on him. Denying him that she reached for the object beside him and slid it
between her thighs. She released his lips and groaned as it filled her up. It
wasn’t the same as having him, but there was a lesson here and he needed to
learn it. Leaning away, she rose up on her knees over him and spread her legs
wide so he could watch as the purple dildo slipped between her lips.

“No fair.”
He tugged at the ropes, grunts of arousal and anger mingling with her soft
cries. “I can do better than that.”

She didn’t
doubt he could, but as she moved the toy out and pushed it back, it wasn’t lost
on her how closely he watched. It excited him, she could hear in his breathing.
The bed rattled and she speed up her thrusting. Without breaking her rhythm she
swooped down and sucked one of his erect nipples into her mouth. She bit down
hard on the nub making him arch into her. Swirling her tongue quickly to soothe
the sting, she sucked until he moaned low in his throat. She moved over to the
other nipple giving it similar treatment.

Looking up
into his eyes, she whispered, “Let’s see if I can make you come in my mouth at
the same time I come on this toy.”

Moving her
lips down his body gave her the time to taste his skin as the pleasure rose for
her. Her hair tickled his stomach and his body jerked as she moved lower. He
was so hard and she didn’t want to waste time. Placing a hand on his thigh to
steady herself, she touched her tongue to the tip of him. He groaned low as she
licked him once before slipping her mouth over him. Using lips, teeth, and
tongue she set a rhythm that had him moving his hips. That same rhythm played
out in the slide of the toy between her legs. It didn’t take long before she
was lost in that pleasure; the way he tasted in her mouth and the pleasure of
the toy hitting that perfect spot.

Fabric
ripping filled the air.
 
Her fun was
over, but when Luke hauled her up by her hair and pulled her into a bruising
kiss, Cheri didn’t feel as angry about it as she should.

“My turn.”
His voice was liquid heat, pouring all over her inflamed senses.

He reached
between her legs and pulled the toy away, tossing it carelessly to the ground. She
made to protest his actions, but found herself positioned and impaled on his
cock.
 
Her body took all of his, and
she gasped at the way he filled her.

“No more
teasing, Sweets.” He said as he held her hips still allowing him to thrust into
her. “This is better.” He grunted as he moved harder. “Say it’s better.”

 
“Yes,” she cried in a throaty voice as
she braced her hands on his shoulder. “It’s better.”

The way
his eyes snagged and held hers captive, the way he controlled each stroke, and
the way he possessed her was so good.
 
Their lips locked in a fierce kiss. And maybe, just