Chapter 17 #2
“Where’d you go, Reese?” I looked down, both unable to speak and unwilling to say what I’d been thinking about.
The man would run for the hills if I mentioned any of what was going on in a corner of my brain.
“You stay with me. Don’t think about anything other than right here, right now.
About how sexy you feel with my tongue on you.
” He gave another long swipe before plunging it inside me.
I gasped at the sensation, at the heat. “Fucking delicious.”
My moans grew louder as he continued to spear inside me with his tongue. Biting down on my tongue, I tried to keep quiet. I gave up the fight and loosened my grip on the rail, shoving a fist against my mouth. I moved my other hand to my breast, cupping it and tugging at my hardened nipple.
“That’s it, Reese. Pull on that nipple for me. It’ll be my teeth soon enough.”
My entire body felt feverish, as if engulfed in flames, but nowhere more so than where Clay’s breath and mouth hit me.
“So close,” I murmured as he returned to my clit. “I need to come.”
As if the words were a challenge, he leaned slightly back. My body strained toward him.
“What did I say?”
“Huh?” The man wanted me to remember what he’d said? I could barely remember my own name at this point.
“You don’t control this, Reese. I do.” With a quick move, he positioned my other leg over his shoulder, so that only the railing and my legs curling across Clay’s back held me up.
Hope this railing is as strong as it looks.
“Give it to me. Give me everything, Little Trouble.”
I feared his words were more than a little accurate. In that moment, I wanted to give him every part of me. More than the orgasm building deep inside. More than the use of my body, which he played like a fucking expert. More than my taste and my sounds.
I felt as if I could give him everything I am, and that terrified me even as it, as he, consumed me.
Sucking my clit back into his mouth, he bit down, not gently, but not brutally either.
He pushed a finger inside, sliding in and out, before a second one joined it.
My whole body trembled, goosebumps breaking out along my arms. My nipples stung; they were so tight, and there was nothing I could do about any of it, except give in.
Give in to the feeling.
Give in to the need.
Give in to him.
With a tap of his fingers against my inner wall and the heavy pulls on my clit, I splintered apart.
“Clay,” I screamed, my hand covering my mouth no match for the need coursing through me.
Shaking, I reached back for the railing, giving myself leverage as I ground myself against Clay’s face.
For what felt like an eternity, I rode the wave of pleasure consuming my body until I finally floated back to reality.
To the fact that I was half naked on my deck.
To the fact that the man who was supposed to be helping my family’s business, knelt in front of me, slowly and gently licking me down from my orgasm.
To the fact that I had never felt like this before and was terrified I’d never feel like it again.
Speaking of terrified, I didn’t want to look at Clay, worried I’d see a self-satisfied smirk on his gorgeous face. A look clearly saying, “I won” even if it hadn’t felt like a game at all.
When I pushed him away, my flesh too tender, I sucked in a breath.
The only thing I saw was a heart-stopping need. My arousal glistened on his lips, and the fire in his eyes almost destroyed me.
I spun around, not even seeing the beauty laid out before me, but unable to look at him.
With every nerve ending on alert, my body shivered as he rose. He pressed his body flush to mine and curved his hand around my throat. The move was possessive, yet somehow gentle. Commanding, yet settling.
He tilted my head back against his chest and lowered his head to mine, his breath ghosting over my ear.
“Hearing you come apart and scream my name was the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced.
Only trouble was—” His voice dipped to a low growl.
“—with my head buried in that sweet cunt of yours, I didn’t get to watch you.
” My legs gave out at his words. The filth pouring from this man was about to do me in.
“Next time I want to watch as you shatter. Feel you clutch my cock and milk every ounce of cum from me.”
I’d expected a lot of things from Clay after that initial phone call. Antagonism, sarcasm, even a little bit of snobbery.
What I never expected was this. This dominance, this absolute sexual chokehold he had over me.
I didn’t expect it, but I loved it.
Wanted more of it.
With one quick movement, he spun me around and grabbed me under my ass, hoisting me against him so my legs wrapped around his waist. Being wrapped around this man was quickly becoming one of my favorite positions.
“My shor—” My sentence was cut off by his mouth. The taste of myself on his tongue aroused me all over again, not that it would take a hell of a lot. My entire body felt like a live wire, where the slightest thing could set me off again.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and lost myself in his kiss.
Need coursed through me as if I hadn’t just had the most explosive orgasm of my life mere seconds before.
Pinning me against the railing, we lost ourselves in the kiss, the sounds of the night serenading us.
I loved the way his tongue tangled with mine.
How it swept throughout my mouth as if he couldn’t get enough of my taste.
Pulling back he stared down at me, need and lust clear in his eyes.
“Fuck the clothes,” he hissed, impatience clear in his tone and motions.
He hustled me through the door and into the living room.
“I’ll get them later. The only thing that’s happening now is me getting my dick inside you.
So unless you want to get fucked on the table right there—” He nodded toward the dining room table. “—point me to your bedroom.”
I stared at the table for a split second, winking at him when he groaned. I may be beyond satisfied, but he hadn’t fucked the sass out of me.
I was, however, more than happy to have him try.
I pointed in the direction he’d seen me go twice now.
“That way.” His long strides ate up the distance.
With every step, my pussy rubbed against the thin material covering his abs, re-igniting the fire within me.
I bent to take his earlobe between my teeth, like he’d done to me before, and felt him shudder.
What am I doing?
Likely something incredibly stupid, but I wasn’t about to resist. I couldn’t even if I wanted to.
“One night,” the words slipped out of my mouth on a whisper. I needed this, but I needed my family’s future and legacy more. I wasn’t even sure he’d heard me until he nodded.
“One night,” Clay agreed, looking down into my face with something indecipherable in his eyes.
This was likely a terrible mistake, but for tonight, I wouldn’t think about it.
Recriminations could come along in the morning.