Whiskey Girl (15 page)

“Fuck!” He felt the muscles at the back of
her throat constrict around his shaft head as he bucked forward. When Doug
tried to slow her pace, Ausha sucked even harder, causing his eyes to damn near
roll back into his head.

It took a hand in her hair to finally slow
her down, but even then she worked him, as if making him come was at the top of
her priority list. It was the last on Doug’s though, and time for him to take
control of the situation or they would be finished before they even got
started.

“Don’t you fucking make me come.” His words
didn’t slow the flick of her tongue or the hollowing of her cheeks. “You do and
it’ll be your ass, baby.”

He fisted a second hand into her hair,
halting her almost completely. She whimpered, a sound so arousing, so hot he’d
do damn near anything to hear it again. “Like the thought of my hand on your
ass, do you?”

She looked up at him with hooded eyes.
Dilated pupils told how ready she really was. He was sure her pussy would
agree. When she nodded, refusing to release his cock long enough to answer, he
smiled. “There will be time for that too. Right now though, you’re gonna suck
me the way I want. You got that, darlin’?”

This time when Doug asked the question, he
expected an answer. Pulling her head back allowed his dick to pop free from her
berry-red lips.

Ausha licked her lips provocatively. “And
how do you want to be sucked?”

Doug didn’t let go of her hair. Instead, he
tilted her head back until her throat was bared in an arch. “Open your mouth
wide.” When she did as he asked, he praised her. “Just like that, baby.
Beautiful. Now tongue out.”

She was following directions well. His cock
grew even harder at the heady feeling such sexual control over Ausha gave him.
With one hand, he guided the rigid length of his shaft between her wide-open
lips. “All you have to do is stay like that.”

Powering home felt divine. Once again the
tip of his dick hit the soft muscle at the back of her throat. Doug used the
hand still tangled in her hair as leverage to face-fuck Ausha’s mouth.

Chapter Twelve

Ausha couldn’t get enough of Doug. His
taste, the feel of his cock against her tongue, his hands in her hair. Hearing
his voice rumble over her flesh only added to the hunger she felt, a need for
release, both physical and emotional.

There she was on a precipice, wondering and
worrying about the last step needed to breech the final barrier she had
erected. It was time to remember only the good, to give up the past, to move
forward, and yet she was so scared.

Doug moved against her, pumping hard, until
she nearly gagged as the crown of his shaft butted the back of her throat.

“You’re not allowed to drown yourself with
Jack anymore, darlin’.”

Ausha tried to pull back in order to see
him but was not granted permission by the release of her hair. Nor could she
speak due to her still-f mouth.

“No more than a glass of wine or beer
unless I say otherwise. I don’t like seeing my girl lost in an alcohol haze. It
doesn’t fix anything.”

His tone was determined, worried. He was
too bossy by far. Ausha mumbled around his length, attempting to say as much,
only to have her jaw held firmly.

“Oh God yes, baby.” He grunted the words.
“Oh yeah. I’m going to come.” His movements became wrought with need, his hold on
her tight to the point of painful pleasure. “All of it, Ausha. Take all of it.”

When he came, creamy ropes of sticky-sweet
come filled her mouth, dripping out at the corners, making it hard for Ausha to
keep up. The feel of his legs shaking beneath her palms was a heady sensation.
To know she could affect anyone that way was empowering, especially when that
someone was the strong, no-nonsense type like Doug. Even more so when she was
such a damn mess most of the time.

Ausha climbed to her feet. Throwing her
arms around his neck, she buried her face in his neck, feeling completely
exposed.

Separating them a few feet, he studied her
face. “I meant it, Ausha. I love that you’re my rough-around-the-edges,
opinionated, strong-willed woman, but no longer will it include you drowning
your sorrows.” His brows furrowed as he clenched his jaw. “And it sure the hell
won’t involve me carrying you drunk out of any bar ever again. Not even your
own.”

Doug meant every word he said, of that
Ausha had no doubt. It turned her on to no end when he got all high and mighty
with her, even if such an attitude made her want to stab him in the eye with a
fork. “How are you going to make sure it never happens again?” She knew she was
playing with fire and only hoped he caught on and played along.

“How about I show you instead of tell you.”

His words were a statement more than a
question, so Ausha didn’t bother answering. Within seconds, he removed every
last stitch of clothing she’d had on. When he sat on the foot of the bed and
patted his knee, she couldn’t help but smile a sassy smile. Life sure was
starting to look up. However, before she could drape herself across his lap,
Doug grasped her waist in his hands.

“Next time you want to try something like
this, all you have to do is say so.”

Ausha blushed and nodded.

“This one is going to be fun. If I ever
catch you drinking again the way you were tonight, it won’t be so much fun.”

When Doug didn’t so much as crack a smile,
she shivered, catching his meaning and then some. “I won’t. I promise. I don’t
like being that person.” Ausha draped her arms over Doug’s shoulders. For some
reason he made her want to be all better, to be a person different than who she
was, and yet not the one she had been before. “Sometimes I don’t know what else
to do. You know, when it all gets to be too much.”

The look in his eyes as he gazed up at her
said he understood every word she’d spoken. The smile to dimple his cheeks was
pure wickedness. For a second, Ausha nearly forgot where they were and what
they were doing.

She didn’t wait for him to ask or insist,
and he didn’t wait for an invitation. They worked together, and in no time at
all, she was settled over his muscular thighs. The feel of his hand as it
settled on the bare flesh of her ass was insanely arousing. Ausha knew without
being told, without the feel of his fingers slick between her pussy lips that
she was drenched and beyond ready.

Ausha had never been spanked like this
before and so was nervously awaiting the first smack of Doug’s palm against her
ass cheek. Figuring it would be a fairly light tap, she yelped and nearly fell
right off his lap when his hand landed hard.

“Hey!”

He didn’t speak a word, merely settled one
arm heavily across her back, holding her in place. Doing so made her a little
panicky. She kicked her legs in protest. This time he landed two stinging blows
one right after the other. Ausha was sure her flesh was on fire. It stung so
bad, crying out was not an option as the sensation stole her breath completely.

Tensing, she tried to prepare for the next
when his fingers slipped between her legs and deep into her pussy. She couldn’t
help but moan.

“I think someone likes getting spanked.”

Ausha was about to blurt out how wrong he
was when she noticed the heat from her backside had spread. She now burned with
a different kind of need. One that had nothing to do with getting away from his
hand.

He was right. “Oh God.” She couldn’t keep
the words at bay when he pinched her clit between his thumb and forefinger.
“Please, Doug.”

Please what?
Did
she want him to spank her more? To play with her pussy and get her off? Ausha
had no idea. She just needed him to do something.

The next three swats came at lightning
speed and caused her body to lurch forward on his legs. Pain and pleasure stole
its way over every nerve ending both inside and outside her body. There was no
quarter as he began to finger-fuck her with one hand while raining down blows
on her already overly sensitive flesh with the other.

Pleasure and pain blurred until neither
existed, just raw, carnal need. Ausha had no clue how long he continued to
torture her or how many times she came close to coming only to have him stop
before he finally quit altogether.

“Up you go.”

Doug set her on her feet, catching her by
the arm when she swayed. When she was steady, he began removing the rest of his
clothes. The sight of him as he, inch by glorious inch, began to reveal his
wide shoulders and taut abdomen made her mouth water.

He was rough when he nudged her to the bed.
Ausha was coming to love the feel of his hands insistent upon her body. “Hands
and knees, darlin’.”

Hell, she’d stand on her head if it was
what he wanted. With no thought to being the graceful lady she once was, Ausha
scrambled to do as told. There were no preliminaries, no soft touches of
murmured words of appreciation as he came up behind her and powered home. The
fact he knocked her off balance, causing her to fall onto her stomach, ripping
his cock from her depths, didn’t even slow him down.

With strong hands, he grasped hold of her
hips and pulled them to the height of his liking then sank deep once again.
“Keep your chest resting on the bed.” Ausha, caught mid-rise, lowered herself
back to the bed. The movement caused a tilt to her hips.

“Oh hell yeah.”

Ausha groaned. He felt so hot, so heavy and
big. He wasn’t going fast enough to appease her, so Ausha thrust back against
him, earning herself a stinging slap against her outer thigh.

“Dammit, Doug!” If he didn’t do something,
she was going to be begging soon.

He leaned forward then, and oh damn did the
extra weight only add to h
ow full he made her feel.
Placing two fingers to the seam of her lips, he said, “Lick them, Ausha. Wet
them good because they’re going in your ass.”

Such crude words between them and yet she
could hardly maintain any semblance of normalcy. She wanted nothing more than
to be fucked hard, to feel the length of his finger pressing against her tight,
puckered hole. Ausha moaned around his fingers, envisioning them as his cock,
remembering the way he tasted against her tongue, the feel of him coming down
her throat.

“Ahh, such a good girl.”

When he removed his fingers from her mouth,
Ausha waited to feel the slow press, the deep, stinging invasion. He wasted no
time teasing as he widened her with what felt were way too many fingers to
take. Ausha wiggled and groaned, trying to escape the tight, burning pain.

“Stay still and breathe, baby. It’ll be
easier.” His words were accompanied by a firm hand to her hip, holding her
still for the invasion of her body.

Fuck, she was tight and hot! Her ass swayed
as she tried to squirm away from him. The motion of her still-pink flesh caused
his cock to twitch inside her. His intent was to take her hard and fast, to
make them both come so hard they saw stars.

After securing her with a hand at her hip,
Doug continued to press home. He enjoyed every gasp of breath she took, every
moan that broke free from her mouth. Watching her ass open up for his fingers
was hot, reminding him of the last time his cock had been there. Next time he’d
have to remember to bring along a nice big dildo and up the ante. But enough
was enough for now.

Without hesitation, he sank two fingers
completely into her. The breath she sucked in as he scissored them made his
dick even harder. When she relaxed and then bucked against him, Doug started
moving his cock and fingers in alternating thrusts. In and out, in and out. She
was getting close. He could tell by the sounds she made, the way her body moved
and spasmed in waves around both his fingers and his shaft.

Damn, he didn’t want it to end, but there
was no way to hold out. She was too hot, too erotic a sight for him to last
much longer. Needing her to go with him, Doug used his free hand to swat her
sharply. When she hissed and her pussy clenched even tighter around his cock,
he repeated the motion over and over again.

When Ausha’s orgasm finally washed over
her, it was so powerful it was nearly painful for Doug. With his fingers in her
ass, her pussy was fist tight around his cock. Pulling his fingers from her
heated depths, Doug grabbed on to her for dear life then powered home, riding
her for all he was worth.

He climaxed with a shout of pleasure,
spilling himself deep inside her. It seemed like forever before their breathing
regulated. Ausha now lay flat on her stomach, the pink flesh of her ass still
advertising how much fun they’d had.

The need for sleep made it hard to stay
awake long enough to wash his hands then to crawl up behind Ausha, curling her
into the front of his body, but somehow he managed before the darkness
encroached.

When Doug awoke the next morning, it was to
find Ausha dressed and in the kitchen making coffee.

“How’s my whiskey girl feeling?” Doug asked
as he twined his arms around her from behind.

She turned her head to kiss him. “No
hangover, so that’s good at least.”