Chapter 5 #2
Hailey watched him with heavily lidded eyes, enjoying his nakedness.
He moved with a muscled grace uncommon to men, his chest and shoulders broad, his buttocks firm, his legs long and lean.
His dick was full and thick. Her mouth watered to taste him.
Whipcord strength rippled from every carved muscle as he made his way through the room.
When he returned to the bed, he had a corded silk rope, and two vials of oil.
Already the effect of the wine coursed through her.
The cool satin sheets slid over her naked skin.
She made a noise low in her throat as she stretched out on the bed.
Her sex throbbed with slow, heavy pulses and her flesh became hot as she watched him approach.
He knelt between her thighs. She moaned and opened her legs, inviting him to take her again. She imagined what she looked like; spread open; pussy lips flushed pink and gleaming with wetness. The image made her squirm in growing hunger. “Phantom,” she whispered urgently.
Theo watched as a sharp longing cut through him.
Damnit, he wanted her to say his own name, wanted her to know this was him to give her such intense pleasure.
Then he pushed the thought away and concentrated on the moment.
For now, she belonged to him, and he intended to enjoy their time together.
He knew she was already feeling the effect of the wine, and anticipation shot through him at having her at his will.
“What do you want, sweetness?” he asked.
“I want you to take me again. I want you deep and hard inside me.”
“I intend to. But not yet. I have some other plans.” He took the rope and gently tied both of her wrists to the bedpost, so her arms were tightly bound above her head. Her breasts arched upward in a gift he intended to enjoy.
“What are you doing?”
He smiled at her sultry tone. “I want to enjoy every inch of your body, Hailey, in every way possible. I intend to taste you and play with you a little more.”
She tugged at the silken ropes, and he knew her absolute helplessness only added to her desire.
He reached over and uncapped a small vial of oil.
The heady scents of incense and herbs rose in the air.
Slowly, he poured the oil onto his fingers.
Then he coated the tips of both nipples with careful precision, avoiding the heavy weight of her breasts.
When each point gleamed, he placed a dab on the swell of her belly right above her pubic hair.
Then his knees widened her legs further apart.
He took the vial and tipped it right above her clitoris,
watching the golden liquid coat the tiny throbbing member and slide over her pink lips.
She moaned and tugged at her restraints.
“The oil will make your body even more sensitive. You should get a tight, tingling feeling. The special herbs will bring a focus to certain parts.”
“I’m so hot.” Her head tossed back and forth against the pillow. “Everything feels so strange. I’m floating, but my body is on fire. God, what are you doing to me?”
“I’m going to fuck you. Make you come. Make you beg.
” God, his words made dampness trickle down her inner thighs.
She liked his dirty talk. Liked being tied up and open for his pleasure.
Theo imagined her back in the real world, allowing him to do this in her own bedroom while she screamed his name.
Need squeezed his muscles but Theo knew it wasn’t time.
At the end of this experiment, they would both make their choices.
For now, nothing mattered except the moment.
His mouth settled over one breast, and his tongue slowly licked at the strawberry pink tip which gleamed wetly with oil.
Her breasts swelled beneath his lips, but he kept the pace slow and easy, knowing she’d be wild by the time he thrust inside her.
His teeth scraped against her nipple, then he took the whole tip in his mouth and sucked hard.
She tugged at her restraints in an urge to grab him, as he palmed her other breast, then moved his mouth to its twin to continue the torture.
He licked and sucked for long, long minutes, until her engorged nipples were so sensitive, even the slight rush of his breath against her made her cry out.
Still, he continued the torture, his thumb lazily circling her gorgeous breasts, watching every flicker of emotion gleaming in those blue eyes.
His tongue flicked hard at the tight buds. Grasped them with his fingers.
And twisted.
She bucked under the sudden pain, but Theo relished the rush of wetness from her sweet pussy. “You like that baby?”
“I don’t know.”
He gave a wicked chuckle. His fingers pushed inside her sopping channel. Her walls gripped him in greed. “Oh, yeah, you loved it. What more can I do to you?”
“Phantom. Please!”
“Tell me everything you feel.”
He loved watching her embrace every one of her needs, finally free from the restraints she locked herself in during the day. “I’m burning. Everything is tight and tingly but it hurts down there. I need—”
“Say it. Your pretty little clit needs my tongue. Your sweet pussy needs my dick.”
“Yes,” she whispered, her body shaking.
He nipped at her belly button. Ran his tongue along the path of her fiery curls covering her mound. Then paused, staring up her naked body, smiling slowly. “Say it, Hailey. Tell me all the dirty things you want me to do to you.”
Low, animal noises rose from her throat. Theo reveled in the moment she broke, desperate for release. She yanked at her restraints with a vicious urgency. “Put your mouth on my pussy. Suck my clit and make me come. I need you!”
“That’s my good girl.”
Satisfaction surged. Theo pushed her knees up and dragged them apart so she was open to his mouth.
He blew gently on the red curls, parting them so her throbbing wet lips were exposed.
Her head tossed back and forth on the pillow.
His mouth dipped and he feasted on her, hungry for the sweet, spicy taste of her, His tongue swiped once. Twice.
She came hard, screaming, grinding against his open mouth with her own demand. He let her ride out the orgasm, his fingers gripping her hips.
“Yes, baby, that’s it. Come all over my face like the good, dirty girl you are.”
She sobbed as another mini convulsion shook through her.
Theo chuckled with satisfaction, then lowered his head once again.
This time his tongue licked gently at her throbbing clit, bringing her back up.
Sliding in and out in lazy motions, his fingers curled and pushed inside her, keeping up a steady rhythm she couldn’t fight.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, pressing kisses to her pussy.
“Like a flower opening to the sun, you taste like moist rose petals. What do you want me to do to you? Tell me.”
Her hips pushed for more as every muscle clenched. His teeth scraped across the sensitive bud and his tongue soothed the sting. “There’s no shyness here, baby. I need to hear your sweet voice begging.”
“Oh, God. Please fuck me, Phantom. Make me come again.”
He sucked hard on her clit, taking her to the razor edge. But Theo couldn’t control himself anymore, so with one swift movement he brought himself to his knees, spreading her legs wide.
Raw possessiveness surged through him as he studied the woman he loved.
Naked. Open. Trembling with need for him to mess her up and fuck her until she had nothing left to give.
Griping her hips to yank her up high, he pushed his dick inside her in one swift motion.
A gasp escaped her swollen lips. Her fingers wrapped around the ropes, holding tight.
“Hang on, sweetness.”
Theo took her hard, driving his cock deep, until it was buried to the hilt in her wet, clinging flesh.
He slid easily in and out, making sure to scrape against her clit, using the slick oil to make the motions more intense.
And then she was squeezing his cock and coming around him.
He watched with satisfaction as she rode out her orgasm, and then he let himself go.
His balls tightened and he came hard, hips jerking, the brutal pleasure shocking his body.
Finally, he collapsed on top of her. Her spread legs cradled him, their juices sticky and warm over her body.
He untied the ropes, rubbing her arms and fingers to make sure she hadn’t gone numb.
When he finished, Hailey turned into his arms as if she belonged there.
Her fingers buried into his hair. He closed his eyes halfway, realizing this game was more dangerous than he’d ever intended.
Theo savored the moment. She’d given everything he dreamed of.
It had only been to the wrong person.
The bell rang.
He lifted his head. Their gazes locked. A question burned between them, unanswered, unspoken.
His chest hurt as he rose from the bed and watched her get dressed, then slipped on his cloak.
Seconds slipped by but he made no other move toward her.
It was too much. Theo was afraid she’d know the truth if he spoke, and then both their fantasies would be over.
He wasn’t ready to let her go yet.
Maybe she’d admit the same. Maybe she sensed it was him behind the mask. Maybe she was ready to walk into the daytime with him by her side, no longer needing a made-up Phantom to make her feel wanted.
Hailey turned and ducked her head. Her voice was husky when she finally spoke.
“Good night, Phantom.”
His heart shattered. He embraced the ice forming inside him, his mouth tightening in a firm line as he stared back at her.
“Good night.”
She waited. One moment. Two.
Then left.
* * *
Something had changed.