Chapter 2 #2
“Come here,” he commanded, the sound guttural. He stood with his arms crossed, his gaze piercing the darkness.
“Hmmm…” She swaggered toward him then dropped to her hands and knees, crawling like a kitty cat in larger than life motions.
The woman was full of surprises, leaving his cock throbbing, aching to the point he had difficulty breathing. “Bad, bad kitty.”
“Purr,” she mewled, exaggerating the word.
When she reached him, she rubbed her face against his legs, moving back and forth from one to the other.
After gliding her hands up and down, she moved to a crouched position, staring up at him.
“Do I make you crazy? Do I drive you to the extremes of hunger?”
“You have no idea.”
She tugged at his belt buckle, using more muscle than he would have anticipated. She was obviously as much in need as he was.
Wrath was becoming more aroused by the minute, but the feisty woman had no idea who she was dealing with.
Still, her playfulness was a distinct change to his everyday world, a welcome respite.
As she fingered the leather, slowly pulling the belt through the loops, he wrapped his fingers around her hair, yanking until she was forced to look him in the eyes.
“I can just imagine the lovely marks this would make all over your naked body.”
She didn’t respond although her eyes were like wildfire, glistening in the neon-infused lights of the city. With another big cat-style purr, she ran the belt under her nose before sliding the end between her breasts. “You mean like here?”
Releasing her hair, he reached down, plucking her nipple. “Very much like here.”
“Or here?” She eased the strap between her legs, rubbing her pussy as she tilted her head back.
“Sweet Jesus,” he mused, watching her intently as she gyrated her hips, every move provocative as hell. His heart rate increasing, he pulled the belt out of her hands, tossing it onto the couch. “No more playing or I will follow through with my promise.”
“Mmmm… Which one is that? Turning me in to the appropriate authorities? Somehow, I think I can handle them. Every. Single. One.” Her nimble fingers took only seconds to unfasten and unzip his pants before yanking them past his hips.
“And here I would have thought a man of your stature would have gone commando.”
“Only on special occasions,” he murmured, allowing her to finish undressing him.
He was unable to hold back another ragged moan when she rubbed her fingers up and down the insides of his thighs.
His cock couldn’t be any harder or his balls any more anguished than they were right now.
Soon, he wouldn’t be able to control himself, his needs increasing by the second.
“And this isn’t special? It’s not often that you kidnap a woman. Well, maybe I’m wrong.” Ashley dragged her manicured nail down the underside of his shaft, her luscious lips hovering mere centimeters away.
“I suggest you don’t continue teasing me or I’ll spank that pretty little pussy of yours.”
“As I’ve told you very clearly, sir, I enjoy the rough stuff.”
His cock twitched, his blood boiling. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
She wrapped her hand around his balls, gently squeezing as she darted her tongue back and forth across his sensitive slit.
He cupped both sides of her head, watching the way she toyed with him. The woman certainly knew how to entice to the point of driving a man insane. “Suck me, sweetheart. I need that hot mouth of yours wrapped around my cock.”
Squeezing her hand around his balls, she smiled when his legs trembled, finally sucking on just the tip.
The feel of her hot mouth surrounding him added fuel to the fire and every muscle in his body strained.
She pumped the base of his cock, twisting her hand back and forth as she sucked.
The power of her jaw muscles was almost overwhelming, the friction mind-blowing.
Wrath jutted his hips forward, forcing her to accept more of him. She did so without question, moving up and down on his shaft as she continued to squeeze his testicles. The pain mixing with the raw slice of bliss was too damn good. “That’s it. Take every inch of me.”
Ashley didn’t fight him as he face fucked her, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat. He had to admit, he adored the slight gagging noises and the way her fingers moved to his inner thigh, massaging his skin. Damn, he wanted this woman.
White-hot heat seared every nerve ending as she moved up and down, her tongue swirling.
He wanted nothing more than to come in her mouth, but his other cravings would take precedence.
Pushing her back, he grinned as he reached down, lifting her into the air.
“Now, you’re going to do exactly as I say.
” Once again, he shoved her onto the middle of the bed, wasting no time bending her knees all the way back.
He wanted her completely vulnerable for him.
“You’re a bully,” she mused, arching her back in an effort to get out of his hold.
“Just wait and do not fight me.” Pressing her knees against the comforter, he dragged his tongue down between her breasts to her stomach as he knelt on the bed. “Good girls receive pleasure.” He repeated the move, savoring the taste of her skin.
“Mmm…” Her lower lip quivered as she slowly fell against the bed.
He gathered her legs in his arms, holding her down as she wiggled underneath him.
“Exactly what are you going to do?” Ashley managed.
He blew a wisp of air over her belly button, chuckling under his breath. “Anything I want.”
She undulated her hips, as if trying to toss him off.
“Careful or I’ll use those handcuffs again. Put your arms over your head and keep them there.” Wrath was tired of playing games, his patience having reached the breaking point. He swirled his tongue around her clit.
Once.
Twice.
“Fuck!” she moaned, still not following orders.
He smacked her pussy with two fingers. If he had all the time in the world, he’d make it his mission to command her submission. One night wasn’t going to be enough.
“Ouch.” Ashley struggled, jerking up from the bed.
“Follow my command or I’ll stop and leave you shackled to the bed.”
Furrowing her brow, she slowly eased her arms over her head, clasping her fingers together.
“Perhaps you can learn.” Inhaling as the sweet scent of her floated across his nose, he lowered his head, darting his tongue around her already swollen clit. There was nothing in the world he enjoyed more than feasting on a woman.
Well, with the exception of fucking her, leaving her spent and sated.
His heart rate increased as he licked and sucked, taking her tender tissue between his teeth. He knew exactly the right amount of pressure, the correct way to bring a woman close to an orgasm then pull back.
And he planned on teasing the hell out of her.
“Mmm…” She bit her lower lip and her eyes were closed, the expression on her face one of glorious pleasure.
Wrath watched, enjoying her sultry actions as he dragged just the tip of his tongue all the way down, darting just inside her wet channel.
He opened his mouth wide, pressing wet kisses on the inside of first one thigh then the other before burying his face in her wet heat.
Then he settled in, sliding onto the comforter and concentrating on the glorious task in front of him.
“Yes…” Her moans turned into whimpers as she tossed her head from side to side, her face glistening in the shadowed light.
She was perhaps the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, the realization further fueling his savage needs. He continued licking as he eased one hand from underneath her, thrusting first one then two other fingers beside his tongue.
“Oh… my…”
The taste of her was sweeter than nectar. She was so hot and wet, her juice trickling against her skin.
Panting, she finally relaxed, enough so her hand fluttered down to her chest.
He growled and smacked her pussy several times. “Obey.”
Her eyes flew wide open, her mouth forming a perfect ‘O.’ “Yes, sir.” While there was disdain in her tone she obeyed, shooting her arm over her head and clenching her fists.
Thrusting four fingers inside, he issued a series of growls as her muscles clamped down around the invasion. He rubbed his thumb between the cleft in her ass cheeks, wiggling until he was able to reach her dark hole. “I’m going to take every hole.”
“I…” Her body bucked the second he shoved his thumb into her asshole, every muscle tensing.
He licked up and down, taking his time to savor every drop of her succulent cream and within minutes, he could tell she was close to coming.
Ashley quivered, her back arching once again.
There was no need to hold her legs in position.
She was happy to do so without further command.
He pressed one hand against her thigh, keeping her wide open as he studied her face, the subtle yet powerful changes in her expression.
She was finally letting go, releasing the woman he’d only caught a glimpse of.
Wrath removed his hand, spanking her bottom several times then tapping her pussy. “Do you want to come?”
“Yes.”
“Are you going to ask nicely?” He dragged his tongue all the way from her clit to the base of her pussy.
“Please, may I come?”
“Not bad.”
Her toes curled as if there would be no way to hold back her orgasm. “Please, may I come, sir?”
He plunged his fingers past her pussy lips, pumping in a savage manner. When he flexed them open, she jerked up from the bed with a resounding cry.
One that could no doubt be heard from other suites.
Refusing to let her go, he licked her like a wild animal, his fingers digging into her skin, the others flexed open and thrusting like a crazed barbarian. Within seconds, her toes curled, her back arched and the wail she issued was like the most beautiful concerto.
“Fuck. Yes. Yes!” She came in wave after wave, her chest heaving.