His Distraction (Assured Distraction Book 2) (23 page)

Remove your bra, please, and let that jewelry I love the most shine. Sweets, wait and see what my fingers, my tongue, and my teeth are going to do to those rings. I plan to have you screaming my name so loudly that the neighbors may call the cops. Pour yourself another glass of wine and make your way slowly up the stairs, following the petals.

After viewing the picture reminding her of the wonderful, spontaneous day they spent sightseeing together, she picked up the bottle and poured another glass. She loved where this adventure was leading. She carried the bottle and glass and followed the petals up the stairs to the second-floor landing.

Upstairs on the landing, she found a pink feather tickler. “Hmmm…what do we have here?” There was a note attached with a string to the handle.

I want you to take off that little scrap of lace barely covering the pretty piece of heaven I know is missing me, please. Have a drink of your wine and close your eyes. Using the feather, ever so slowly: start at your neck, just below your ear, and with the lightest touch, run the feather down your neck, circle those lovely tits, slowly, and then continue down your naked belly to your navel. Damn, I’m hard just thinking about you touching yourself this way. Slowly trace the feather around it then move down to your pretty bare pussy and spread your legs. Put the feather between your legs and run just the tip from the back to front of your sweet crease a few times and let’s see how hot that makes you. I’ll know by the sweet juices waiting for me to lick when I get there. Then skim those beautiful legs and down to your toes. Bring that feather for me to use on your later and follow the petals into the bedroom and climb on the bed.

Each step he sent her only made her want him more and more. She thought she could quickly get used to this sort of seduction. She read the note a second time and then did as he instructed, her breathing picking up at the feather’s touch, sensual and pleasing to her skin that heated with every movement. Even passing over her thighs and calves felt erotic with her eyes closed, her skin hypersensitive to the sensation after the wine and anticipation he’d built with each sexy little message. By the time she did reach her toes, she was breathing heavily. The sensations it created caused her skin to flush all over until she felt like she was on fire. She made her way onto the bed and found the last note on the pillows where the petals ended. A black silk tie draped across the pillow with a note.

Let your soft hair down, please. Take another drink of wine and lie back against the fluffed up pillows I’ve set up for you. I can’t wait to see how gorgeous you’ll be with your beautiful, dark hair fanned out across the pillows before I wrap it around my fist to slightly tug on it creating more sensation when I’m pushing into you from behind. Use the satin scarf to tie over your sparkling eyes, making sure you can’t see. And no peeking, either, or there will be consequences.

She took one last, long drink of wine then placed the glass on the nightstand with the bottle. With the tie secure behind her head, she lay back against the pillows. Her mind was wandering through a million different scenarios as to what he was going to do next. Peri could hardly contain her excitement after his sexy instructions - and the wine, and the chocolates, and then the feather - she was possibly more turned on than she had ever been in her life, and he wasn’t even in the room. Or was he?

Ryan secretly watched her from their bedroom door as she moved around downstairs, wanting to see her reaction to as many of his notes as he could without her knowing he was there. And of course, watching her fulfill his requests made his desire for her almost unbearable. He moved to the bathroom and eased to door almost completely closed as she made her way to the second-floor landing. Waiting and watching as she positioned her naked body on their bed had been pure agony. Her figure stretched out on the king-size bed, her beautiful, pale, inked skin and glints of her silver jewelry lit beautifully in the soft lights, starkly contrasted against the dark satin sheets.

From behind the door, he could barely see her. She had her back to him when she started tying the tie, so he was able to open the door all the way. He loved every naked inch of her body, especially the fact that her body was that of a real woman, with curves in all the right places for him to worship and adore. Her luscious heart-shaped ass was begging to be squeezed and kissed and bitten, and maybe even spanked, until it had a delicious pink glow. Watching her prepare for their lovemaking created a scene that was much more erotic and arousing than he had anticipated. He couldn’t wait to take her.

Peri’s beauty was breathtaking, and even though they had not been together long, he knew he was in love with her. Their relationship began as friends, so the foundation they started with was much more than he had with Krissy. Peri’s outer beauty was nothing compared to her intelligence and kindness, the way she was always helpful and put others before herself. Her work with the band and her fire and tenacity only made him fall for her all the more.

When she lay back on the pillows, she slid one leg up stopping the foot next to her knee. Her erotic movements and pose made his cock even harder if that was possible, and he had to remember not to jump straight to the lovemaking. He had wanted this time to be about her.

“I’m a little nervous wearing this blindfold.”

His voice deep with lust, he spoke to her as he moved toward the bed. “There’s no reason to be nervous because I’m right here, and I have to tell you that you are sexy as hell and all mine.” He reached the bed and lifted up her foot, caressing it in his ready hands covered in warming lotion. He massaged the arch and kissed along her instep, traveling upward, lightly grazing his teeth on a trail up her leg, whispering compliments about the beauty of her body and everything about her that turned him on.

“Babe, I can hardly stop myself from leaving love bites on your beautiful skin. I want to mark you. You laying here, so ready for me, makes me insane with the need. I’m fighting back the urge to bury myself inside you with a force unlike ever before.” His voice was deep and gravelly, his desire for her very real.

He raised her leg higher, kissing the tender flesh, focusing first on her toes then working his way up her calf to tease the erogenous zone at the back of her knee that he knew to be especially sensitive from their previous lovemaking. When he ran his tongue over the spot, she drew in a harsh breath and held it as it sent jolts of heat to her center.

“Breathe, babe. There’s a lot more before this is over.” She nodded her head, her smile visible below the scarf blocking her vision. All she could do was feel his seductive strokes that evoked so much more pleasure because she couldn’t anticipate what he would do next. He reached the top of her thigh, and she released a long, shuddering sigh.

“Babe, your skin is on fire, but I’m in no rush to get to the end. I need to touch you more before I give you what I know we are both dying for.” He was nowhere close to ending his adoration of her body. He moved over to her other foot and started the slow ascent in the same manner, this time when he reached the apex, he could see the glistening droplets telling him how ready she was. Pulling away, he climbed off the bed. Her following his movement and watching her in this vulnerable position, realizing how much she trusted him, caused his balls to tighten with need.

“Ugh. Ryan, please. I can’t take any more torture.”

“Babe, this is the best kind of torture, though. Don’t you think? And besides, I have more up my sleeve…”

He picked up two pieces of soft rope from the same shop where he purchased the feather during a shopping trip which was the most fun he’d had in a long time. He discovered their mutual interest in some sexier playtime when he spanked her, and he was thrilled for the privacy and time to add to those fantasies. A visit to Cyndi’s Adult Pleasure Store together for some fun toys would happen soon.

“If I do anything that you don’t like, just tell me and I’ll stop, Babe. I want this only to be pleasurable for you. Don’t be scared.” She turned to his voice beside the bed, her eyebrows raised. He laughed. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing too kinky.” Taking her hands and placing open-mouthed kisses to her elbows and then around her wrists, he slipped the soft ropes over her hands and loosely tied them to the headboard slats. Since this was their first time playing, he left them loose enough that she could easily pull them off if she wanted out.

“I think you’re supposed to make it so I can’t get away, aren’t you?” She smiled playfully.

“Yes, technically, but we are playing here. I don’t think you are going to want to run away, and I don’t want you to be nervous about any of it. I would like you to try to stay tied. Hold out as long as you can anyway.” He tapped the inside of her thigh, and instructed her, “Lift your sweet cheeks up a little for me, babe.” She felt him slide his hands up the sides of her hips and something soft brush under her ass.
What was that, a towel? Oh my god, what have I gotten myself into?

After he had tied the other wrist, she heard him move away from the bed, but he was back in two breaths, crawling back onto the mattress and sitting beside her. He kissed her red lips lightly at first and then deepened the kiss. His tongue was cold, and she realized he had a small cube of ice in his mouth which he transferred to hers.

“Wouldn’t want you getting dehydrated.” He grinned against her lips.

He pulled away, and then another cube traveled slowly down her neck, leaving a cold trail on her skin that was promptly licked away by his tongue. The chip circled her pebbled nipple, clinking against the steel of her nipple rings, and this time, she sucked in a breath loudly. “Oh God, that’s almost too much, Ryan.” She pulled at the ties around her wrists but didn’t free herself. “I needed you already. Now, please. Now,” she panted.

“Patience, Sunshine. We’ve only just begun.” He wrapped his lips around the puckered nipple and drew it into his mouth in a long suck, flicking the ring and applying pressure with his teeth until the motion had her bucking off the bed.

“Fuck, Ryan!”

“Yes, we will be Babe, but not yet.” She could hear the humor in his voice.

“Please, Ryan.”

“I’m going to have to say no again, Peri.” She called it torture, but her body’s response said otherwise.

He dragged the melting ice down to her navel where he let it pool before swirling his tongue through it. When his hands and the warmth of his mouth moved to her waiting and willing center of pleasure, she instinctively spread her legs for him, though she had no idea what he would do. Her anticipation of what was next was too great to resist him.

With another cold cube, he slowly slid it along her crevice to her opening. The second time he did it, he spread her and slid it across and around her clit and then down so painstakingly slow she thought she would die, the noises coming from her unintelligible. Once at her opening again, he pushed the cube barely inside her, and then his tongue replaced his fingers to complete the press of the frozen cube, sinking it into her depths. A small trickle of water escaped her entrance as her internal heat and warm tongue quickly raised the temperature.

“Oh My God, Ryan, please.”

“You like that don’t you, babe. Your pussy is clenching so hard, and those love juices are flowing.” He paused as he took a long lingering taste of her. “I can tell you’re aching for me, anticipating my next move. Relax and enjoy it a little while longer, let me love your beautiful body the way you deserve. This body was made for adoration.” His words only made her soar higher as he pressed another cube inside her.

“Ryan! No more, no more! I can’t take it!” She was writhing back and forth as far as she could move with him holding onto her thighs and her wrists tied and anchored above her.

“Oh, babe, just a little more. I’ll stop if you absolutely want me to but I’d like to continue a little longer. I’m not hurting you at all, am I, Babe?” She relented, took a few deep breaths and tried to calm herself back on the pillows. After all, it wasn’t as though he was hurting her. But she was so ready for him and knew her juices were combining with the water as it slid down her ass. The cold inside had melted almost immediately from her heat.

He left the bed again, knowing he needed to move things along, so he didn’t exhaust her before he was finished with everything he had planned. When he returned, she felt him sitting up between her legs. He leaned over her body and took her nipples in his mouth again, too inviting as they stood pert and pushed upward by the rise of her arms tied above her head. They would most definitely tie her wrists again in the future, for both of their pleasure.

“God, you are a gorgeous woman, Peri. I could watch you all day like this.”

“You’re killing me, Ryan.”

“I know, but what a fun way to go.”

The next thing she felt was something warm drizzling over the skin of her décolleté and tingling breasts and down her naked torso. The smell was sweet and familiar, and she knew immediately what he was doing. “Is that chocolate?”

“Yes, babe, and I’m about to eat you for dessert,” he answered, his voice raw and low.

“Oh, God, Ryan.”

The warm syrup’s aroma was strong and mouth-watering. His mouth moved over her breast, slowly licking away the sticky sweetness with long strokes of his warm tongue. She was hovering over the precipice of euphoria like never before. He licked and sucked and kissed the luscious chocolate and after every few inches, he returned to her lips share the sweet flavor.