The Devil Made Me Do It (3 page)

Rescue me.
The pirate read the goddess’s thoughts in her heavenly blue eyes. Her admirers parted before him like the sea before an invading ship. He held out his hand to her. “Dance with me,” he commanded.

Not waiting for an answer, he pulled her into his arms and danced her into the living room. Ignoring the driving beat of the music, he held her close, moving slowly against her to a rhythm of their own making.

“
Thank you for saving me. I was being bored to death.” Aphrodite slid her arms around his neck. She tangled her fingers in the golden brown hair that fell to his shoulders and gave it a tug. It was all his. “You’re a true gentleman.”

The pirate raised an eyebrow then grinned. “Don’t tell anyone. You’ll ruin my reputation.” He did his best to destroy it again when he stroked his thumb in circles over her nipple.

“
Yes, of course,” she gasped at the feel of silk and heat rubbing against her skin. “The pirate captain never takes prisoners.”

“
Until tonight.” Boldly massaging her breast, he leaned down and nibbled her bare shoulder, directing their dance toward the dark hallway. “Come with me, captive.”

They tried every door, but only one was unlocked. Stepping into a small library, he switched on the light to make sure they were alone and locked the door behind them. Oak bookshelves lined two walls, a curtain-covered window filled the third wall, and a fireplace and mirror decorated the fourth wall. He thought it odd to have such a gaudy mirror in a library but decided he might be able to put it to good use. An antique desk and leather chair sat in front of the bookshelves opposite the mirror, and a velvet couch rested below the window.

They could still hear the dance music, now a slow seductive rhythm. The pirate pulled the goddess into his arms, sliding his hand over her body from her hips to her thigh, caressing her through the sheer silk.

“
Aphrodite,” he whispered into her hair, “goddess of love?” He wasn’t sure he remembered Greek mythology.

“
And beauty.”

He smiled. No one needed to tell him that. “You’ve enchanted me, goddess,” he said softly, his voice turned husky with longing. “All I can think about is touching you.” He did more than think about it. Searching through the folds of her wrapped gown, he found a way inside.

She shivered in his arms as his fingers touched her skin. “Have mercy, captain. I’m helpless to resist you.” But her wandering hands told him he was at her mercy as she explored the laces of his pants, stimulating his erection.

“
I may have to torture you,” he growled, his cock throbbing beneath her touch.

“
Yes, please.” She unlaced his breeches and wrapped her fingers around him, stroking his hard length, feeling his groan all the way to her toes.

While she caressed him, his hands slid under her gown. He leaned back and watched her nipples turn erect. Drawing circles around one with his thumb, he took the other in his mouth and suckled her through the silk. The warm wet fabric teased Aphrodite’s skin, building a damp ache between her thighs.

He could see her naked body through her costume—everyone at the party could—but now he wanted to see her without the silk covering. The pirate unwrapped the goddess’s gown and stepped back. The sight of her full, rose-tipped breasts and curved hips was more than he could bear. His cock lengthened another inch, pushing free of his pants and standing at full attention.

“
I’m glad you like what you see,” Aphrodite purred. She sat on the desk and spread her legs, sliding her fingers through her blonde bush into her moist pink folds. Her head dropped onto her shoulder and she sighed, warm pleasure spreading through her limbs as she stroked.

The pirate was content to watch her cherry red fingernails draw teasing patterns on her flesh. He would watch—for now—until he decided what to do to her first.

But the pirate wasn’t the only one enjoying her erotic display. When Heather saw the pair dance into the hallway, she signaled Eric and followed them. Unnoticed by anyone else, she slipped into the master bedroom, into a secret closet containing only a large painting, a small couch beneath the painting, and two winged chairs facing it. She flipped a switch and the painting slid aside, revealing the backside of the library mirror. Through the mirror, she could watch the activity in the library without being seen.

Eric joined her a few minutes later. “Did I miss anything?”

“
It’s just getting interesting,” Heather breathed, mindlessly slipping her fingers under her vest to pinch an erect nipple. Kneeling behind her on the couch, Eric slid a hand over the other breast, rested his chin on her shoulder, and stared though the mirror. Her lips formed a silent O as their fingers teased her nipples.

“
They didn’t waste much time,” Eric murmured, feeling his cock harden as he watched the naked goddess seduce the pirate. He nibbled his wife’s neck, blowing a warm breath on her quivering skin.

Heather shivered and wiggled her bottom against his erection, smiling when she heard him moan. “Shh! He’s touching her.”

The pirate stepped close to his goddess and kissed her. He tangled his fingers with hers and slid them deep into her slick channel. She gasped into his mouth and clutched his arm with her free hand. Frowning at the fabric separating them, she pushed his shirt to the floor, gasping again as their fingers pulled out, then re-entered, twisting inside her. She spread her legs wider, trying to take more, feeling both satisfied and wanting.

He pulled their fingers out and dragged them up over her clit, circling for a moment then sliding them up her belly to her breasts. Aphrodite leaned back on the desk while he painted flower petals around her nipples, licking up her juices then dipping his fingers back inside for more.

“
Sweet Ambrosia,” he whispered as he suckled her breasts. His tongue flickered in and out of his mouth until the cinnamon honey flavor was gone. He thrust two fingers inside for more, circling his thumb around her hardened nub, and Aphrodite squealed, squeezing her thighs shut over his hand and holding him there until her body stopped shuddering.

She sat up and sucked his fingers dry.

“
Do you like that?” he asked, shocked that a woman would taste herself.

“
Yes.” She kissed him, opening her mouth so he could taste her juice on her tongue. His knees buckled and he caught himself on the desk. She turned him, resting his body against the solid oak. They yanked his pants down to his boots. When she kneeled in front of him, he thought she was going to pull his boots off, but she pulled his cock into her mouth instead.

His knees nearly buckled again and he braced his arms on the desk.

“
Oh god,” Eric moaned as he rubbed his own aching erection against his wife’s ass.

She turned in his arms. “Do you want me to do that to you?”

He nodded as she pushed him into the chair, dropped to her knees, and pulled his button fly wide open. His cock sprang free, hitting her waiting lips. Heather nearly swallowed him whole, taking him deep then sucking hard as she pulled up to circle the tip with her tongue. Eric knew he wouldn’t last long. But he knew the stimulation of his wife and the naked couple in the next room was more than enough to arouse him again—and quickly.

Heather moaned and the vibration nearly sent him through the roof. He felt her fingers curl around his balls, sliding toward the spot that would finish him. Liquid heat shot through his body as his hot liquid shot into her mouth. She swallowed it all and licked him clean.

Eric leaned forward, shaky and weak. He pulled her up and kissed her, falling with her onto the couch.

Heather unbuttoned her vest and tossed it aside, smiling as Eric sat up and watched her fondle her nipples. Then something on the other side of the mirror caught his attention.

She noticed his expression and sat up. “What are they doing now?”

The pirate’s knuckles turned white and he braced himself again as she sucked one of his balls into her mouth. Her polished fingertips circled his anus, and she gently slipped one inside. Not far—but far enough to drop him to the floor. She circled her fingers around his testicles and squeezed tight, stopping his orgasm just before it started.

Gasping for breath, the pirate clenched his jaw, fighting for control. “No woman has ever brought me to my knees.”

“
Stay down there and enjoy it.” She wheeled the leather chair in front of him and sat down, spreading her legs over its wooden arms.

“
Holy shit!” Eric gasped.

Heather looked at her husband. His hands were wrapped around his cock. “Are you ready again?”

“
Damn near.”

She covered his hand with hers and together they stroked him. “This is even better than last year,” Heather giggled.

“
Uh-huh.” Eric’s hand snaked under her skirt. “Be quiet and watch.”

The pirate eyed her offering as he pulled off his boots and his pants. The woman had forgotten her place. A determined smile twisted his lips. He knew how to remind her who was in command. Without warning, he leaned forward and bit her inner thigh. Aphrodite squealed and half leaped out of the chair, but the pirate held her prisoner. “No mercy,” he said, turning his head to nip her velvety soft skin.

Quivering with pain and pleasure, she grabbed the back of his neck and lifted his face to hers. “You know what I want, pirate.”

“
Silence, captive.” His mouth captured hers, cutting off her protest. “I’ll pleasure you when I choose.” He untangled her fingers from his hair and lightly bit her nipple before lowering his head between her legs.

Aphrodite’s painted fingers curled into his shoulders as he took tiny bites of her flesh. She squealed when he bit her, then sighed when he licked the spot to soothe it. Her patience was wearing thin. When was he going to take her into his mouth? But ooh…that little nibble near her bottom felt so good. Tiny chills danced up and down her spine, chased by hot licks of flame. The flame became an inferno, completely devouring the chills as his tongue swept over her pink folds from bottom to top and back again.

Her heat engulfed him, and he forgot his plan to bring her to her knees as she did to him. Consumed by the desire to please her, the pirate feasted on her, nibbling and tasting his way through her sweet flesh until he found the succulent morsel he was searching for. Circling her clit with his tongue, he thrust two fingers inside her, stroking deep, stroking hard.

“
Oh,” she gasped. “Oh!” She was falling, falling over the edge and nothing could stop her. “Help!” The world shattered and she fell into the arms of her pirate tormenter.

He held her close and lay back on the floor. Urging her up on her knees, he slid beneath her, thrusting his tongue into her tight channel.

“
What?” She barely had the strength to remain upright.

“
I’ll pleasure you until I choose.”

Suddenly, Eric’s hand wasn’t enough.

Heather looked into his eyes and saw the same pulsing need she felt. She gave him a wicked smile, almost a snarl. “Eat me,” she whispered, her lips teasing his.

“
As you wish.” His tongue slipped inside her mouth as he moved her to the chair. Lifting her legs over his shoulders, he pushed her skirt up to her waist and ripped off her wet G-string. He thrust out his tongue, hardened it, leaned down, and touched her clit. Heather’s thighs clenched tight around his head. He pushed them apart and slid his mouth down, sucking as he went. She twisted in the chair and he had to hold her still so he could continue sucking, licking, and tasting. Her musky sweet scent was enough to drive him crazy, but her wild pepper taste brought his cock back to full readiness.

She could see into the library over his shoulder. Watching a man going down on a woman and having it done to her at the same time was—oh my!—so exciting and wicked. She squirmed as he held her, rubbing against his mouth, begging for more, pinching her nipples hard while Eric sucked on her clit. The pulsing need spread through her body like a living thing, possessing her completely until all she knew was that she…needed…more….

And then she got everything she needed—and more. Her mouth fell open, but her satisfaction was so great she couldn’t scream. A violent shudder twisted her from Eric’s grasp, and he fell back against the couch, panting. Heather jumped on top of him, sliding her still contracting pussy over his erection. They unbuttoned his sweaty coat and threw it off. Her orgasm never stopped as she sank her fingers into his shoulders and rode him, driving shudder after shudder through her until her screams rattled the mirror.

But Eric held back, knowing she was capable of so much more. “Let’s get into a position where we can see better.” She nodded and he helped her kneel on the couch, facing the mirror. He stood behind her, slowly rubbing his cock between her thighs.

Aphrodite cried out and fell forward, landing on her hands. She collapsed on the Oriental rug, breathing hard. The pirate rolled over and got up. He pulled her to her feet and bent her over the desk, presenting himself with her beautiful peach-shaped bottom. Spreading her legs with his knees, he grabbed her hips and slammed into her.

He groaned as her body molded around him. “I have wanted to do this to you since the moment I saw you, goddess.” He lingered inside her slick heat, then slowly pulled out and slammed in again.