Chapter 19
Sasha
“You should know by now you can’t run away from me.” I wrapped my hand around Lainey’s arm, jerking her against me.
“Is that what I’m doing, trying to run away?” She kneaded my chest through my shirt, her lips twisting. Her lip gloss glistened under the full moon and with the light reflected on the water adding a perfect backdrop, a fire was building.
My cock twitched painfully from the way she was looking at me.
As if she saw right through me, the darkness incapable of hiding a single thing about my tarnished soul.
Tonight she was effortlessly beautiful, her long hair flowing in the breeze and the thin summer dress accentuating every curve so that all afternoon all I’d thought about was ripping it from her body, exposing the prize underneath.
I’d been in agony all day with her, hungering from the second she’d stepped onto the plane all throughout dinner and spending time with Nina before she’d passed out on the couch from all the excitement. I was glad to have reinforcements, the two men taking turns keeping watch.
That allowed me to play.
Which was exactly what I had planned. And I always played dirty.
She’d brought her acoustic guitar with her. Listening and watching her as she worked the strings, her eyes closed while she was lost in the moment had kept me in awe. She’d given her talent freely to the world and had constantly been taken advantage of.
That added to my intense desire to protect her against all evils in the world.
“Yes, you are.” I fisted her hair, digging my fingers into her scalp and dragging her onto her toes. “Unacceptable. Kazhdyy plokhoy postupok budet nakazan.” I chuckled and lowered my head, nuzzling against her ear.
“What did you say to me, something vile and filthy?”
“Would I do that?”
“Yes,” she purred. “You would.”
“Perhaps you’re right. And yes, I plan on acting on every sinful thought and craving I’ve had about you including feasting on your pretty pink pussy.
After that I’m going to fill you with my cock.
Isn’t that what you want?” I nipped on her earlobe, sucking on her sweet and tender flesh.
“I said every bad deed will be punished.” I blew into her ear, enjoying the way she quivered in my hold.
“You’ve already punished me.”
“Not enough. Not nearly enough.” I rolled my lips across her jaw to her lips, allowing them to hover over hers. “Don’t worry. I won’t be gentle.”
Her soft laugh thrilled me more than she could possibly understand. “As I said, I won’t break.”
“You do realize I own you. Yes?”
“Never.”
“A favorite word that has no meaning in my world.”
“We shall see.”
Being here with her and with my daughter did mean something to me other than just keeping us away from the fray of violence. I wasn’t usually the kind of man to take a backseat to anything, including to threats, but every day of being with Lainey reminded me how much I had to live for.
And protect.
I’d wasted too much time. My daughter was becoming a little adult right in front of my eyes. While on this island safely tucked away in a private location, I planned on making her time special and indulging and enjoying myself with the woman who was shattering my armor.
Including right now.
I planned on devouring every inch of the beautiful Lainey.
As soon as I captured her mouth, she moaned into the kiss. Catching and keeping it was as special as the feel of having her in my arms. I enjoyed controlling her, enticing her. Hunting her when she dared try to escape.
The kiss was hot and heavy. She continually shifted back and forth just like she’d done earlier. Trying to drive me crazy. Trying to control me.
That wasn’t going to happen. She stroked my neck, twisting her fingers around my hair. She pressed her leg against mine, rubbing her lithe body in a way that kept sadistic ideas flooding through my mind.
I swept my tongue back and forth, drinking in her sultry essence, enjoying every sound she made. There was desperate hunger rocketing between us and she was already ripping at my clothes.
If the girl had any sense of embarrassment from being outside, it certainly didn’t show. Her desire for a taste of the forbidden spurred on the bad man inside. When she pulled free, she moaned against my lips, her fingers twisting and tugging on my shirt out of frustration.
I growled, the sound coming from deep within my throat as I inhaled her perfume. When I dragged my lips to her jaw and to the sensitive spot I’d found on her neck, she closed her eyes.
“Aren’t you going to fuck me?”
Her question forced a smile. “Is that what you want?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Not yet, little butterfly. You’re such a tease.”
“And you’re such a…”
“Be careful what you say to me.”
As always, the lilt of her laugh drove me crazy. “I thought you liked it when I teased you. What’s wrong, big boy. Can’t handle the heat?”
“Mmmm… I think you’ve lost your way. Let me help you find it.
” The anticipation was killing me as much as I could tell it was doing with her.
Everything about her tonight was hungry and demanding.
The way she’d casually tossed me glances at dinner had almost caused me to rake my arm across the table.
She’d known I had my hands tied with Nina in our presence. Not any longer.
Tonight, she was all mine.
I yanked up her dress, sliding my fingers underneath, the heat between her legs searing the tips of my fingers. As soon as I cupped her mound through the thin lace, she moaned.
“You’re already soaked for me.” I pushed my fingers past the lace just like I’d done earlier that afternoon, pressing them inside.
She was on fire, her muscles clenching around them.
I pumped several times and she rocked with my hand.
With both hands gripping my forearms, she tipped her head back, the reflection catching how glassy her eyes had become.
“Yes.”
Bunching my fingers around her thong, the quick snap of my hand was met with her wide eyes. When I yanked my arm back, lifting and twirling the panties in the air, she bit her lip, but was unable to keep from laughing.
“Such a bad boy.”
“Didn’t I tell you that already?” I smashed the material to my face, inhaling deeply. My God, the scent of her was far too intoxicating. I pocketed them, grinning as soon as I did.
“So very bad.”
“Something I’ve been thinking about all day. I have an idea for how to use that sassy mouth of yours.”
“Oh, you do, huh?”
“On your knees.” My command was dark and demanding and I was shocked when she didn’t push back.
She dropped to her knees, peering up at me in the moonlight.
I took my time, rolling the slickened fingers across her mouth before pushing them inside. “Suck them for me.”
The way she took them into her mouth, her tongue immediately swirling brought tension to my muscles.
My balls were heavier than before, crushed in the too-tight confines of my boxer shorts.
She thoroughly enjoyed teasing me as she’d done before, sucking and backing off, even dragging her tongue down the length of my fingers.
Watching her was joyful but only fueled the crazy thoughts rambling in my head. I wanted to tie her to the bed, refusing to allow her to leave. I wanted to mark her body, claiming her as mine.
I longed to kiss and lick every inch. Fuck every hole.
Every sound she made drove me crazy. So subtle yet so powerful.
As I pumped my fingers into her mouth, she eased her hand between my legs. When she squeezed her long fingers around my cock and balls, I threw my head back, doing what I could to stifle a growl. “Goddamn it, woman.”
Playing this game was delicious, but as a man with no patience, what little I’d managed was gone.
She fumbled with the belt, mewing softly until she was able to yank down the zipper. As soon as my cock was freed, she wrapped her hand around the base, blowing across the tip.
Well, fuck. The heat from her hand was enough my cock throbbed like a son of a bitch. She rolled her fingers up and down, her lips yet to touch my dick.
I tried to maintain a sense of control, but around her, all bets were off. She didn’t react when I tangled my fingers in her hair holding her in place. I had no intention of allowing her to walk away even for a second.
When I tried to maintain some sense of focus, she licked her lips and flicked her gaze to my face. The little vixen had a wry smile. She truly thought she was capable of taking and keeping control. How wrong she was. How very wrong. My jaw was tight. Every muscle was.
With a dark chuckle, Lainey lowered her head, dragging her tongue along the underside. She was able to take her time when I was ready to jump out of my skin.
She brushed her tongue around one testicle then the other while continuing to stroke me. Between the heat of her breath and the friction as she twisted her hand, I was already sweating. She rolled her lips back to my cockhead, taking the tip inside.
Her jaw muscles were powerful, sucking me while mewing softly yet with enough volume I was able to enjoy a show.
The moment she took me in as deeply as her throat would allow, I almost lost it.
“Fuck!” My sharp cry rang out loudly enough I was worried I’d draw Bernie’s attention. Wouldn’t that be a kick? Gritting my teeth, I held her head in position and slowly dropped my head.
My hips jerked forward as I rolled onto the balls of my feet. She struggled to take more of me while I struggled not to impale her mouth. I was losing the battle. “Lainey.” Every part of me was strained including my voice.
My heart was thudding rapidly. How long had it been since I’d had a woman’s lips wrapped around my dick? That didn’t matter any longer. Only her sweet mouth and soft lips did. As much as I wanted to drive my cock deep inside her tight pussy, this felt too damn good.
Panting, I couldn’t take it any longer, slowly thrusting my cock inside. While her body was shaking, she didn’t stop her heated actions. Her tongue swirled back and forth and dear God, her jaw muscles were pulling me to the point of no return. I pumped harder.
Faster.
My grip on her hair and the way I was twisting my hand kept her from moving even an inch. I just didn’t care. All I could think about was requiring her to lick every drop. I wanted her throat filled with my cum. Hell, I wanted to write my name in it on her naked body for all the world to see.
When she started working me with her teeth, I lost all sense of focus. Now she was even cupping and squeezing my balls, adding just enough pressure I was panting. Trying to maintain control was taking everything out of me.
Every sound she made urged me on. Every muscle strained as I pumped several times, each stroke more brutal than the one before.
The woman was killing me and she knew it too. I could tell by the look in her eyes. Fuck me. There was no holding back any longer.
I stopped moving, holding her in position as the throbbing in my cock became painful.
“You’ll take every… drop. Every… drop. And lick me clean.” My command was almost drowned out by the sweep of the water pushing against the shoreline. I tilted back my head and erupted, coating her throat with my cum.
She was even greedier than before, her tongue moving at light speed. I released my hold on her hair, cupping both sides of her face as she dragged her tongue up and down my shaft, cleaning me, refusing to miss even a single drop.
“You mouth is so fucking hot.”
“Mmm…” She was too busy fulfilling her duties, but I could tell by every quick dart of her eyes how much she was enjoying herself.
So I let her.
The rush of adrenaline was keeping my body strained and tense, my pulse skipping beats. She moaned when I yanked her to her feet by her hair, hauling her against me once again.
“Mmm…” she repeated, licking her lips in an exaggerated manner before rimming her mouth, dragging the tip of her finger through the drop of cum on her chin. Everything about her was exciting and enticing, including the way she sucked on her finger.
As soon as she pulled it free, I captured her mouth all over again. The way she pushed her palms against my shoulders and rose onto her toes created a new wave of hunger.
While I’d need to wait before fucking her tight pussy, I was far from being done with her. Salty and sweet, the taste of her lips was far too intoxicating. How was it possible I’d managed to get lost in the woman?
We were still desperate with our desire, our bodies thrumming with need. The electricity and heat we shared could light up a city.
When I finally broke the kiss, she laughed softly. “You taste delicious.”
“I might require you to give me a blowjob every day.”
“Is that an order? Sir?”
“I like having you call me sir. We’ll make that a requirement as well.” Laughing, I stepped away, taking her by the hand and leading her back to the blanket I’d already tossed onto the sand.
She scrambled down, immediately reaching for the bottle of vodka I’d brought with us. She’d grown a taste for the Russian brew.
I sat down, still admiring her as she poured.
“Are you going to return my panties?”
“What good are they? They’re mine.”
“You owe me a pair.”
Laughing, I accepted the drink, grinning when she shuddered the moment our fingers touched.
She sat close, one arm wrapped around her knees just enjoying the moment.
There was no need to interrupt the peace or the serenity of being together with her. What I sensed were questions, but neither one of us were ready to give up what we’d shared.
Besides, I was still far too hungry.
After a few minutes of silence, I’d had enough. Call me insatiable. That was just fine by me.
I took the glass from her hand and she slowly turned her head to look at me.
“What are you doing?”
“Haven’t you learned by now that I will do anything I want when I want?”
“You’re always so demanding.”
“Yes, I am.” I pushed her back onto the blanket, immediately crawling between her legs. When I lifted and bent them wide, sliding her dress up to her waist, she gasped.
“What if someone sees us?”
I rubbed my hands along the insides of her thighs. “You weren’t worried about that earlier.”
“That was different.”
Bending down, I rubbed my thumbs across her heated skin, inhaling deeply so I could enjoy her scent for a little while before feasting. “How so?”
“Well, I wasn’t… I mean I was, but…” Her laugh was a nervous titter and she could have no idea how her hint of vulnerability empowered me.
“Yes, you were and you did.” I rolled my thumb around her clit and she tossed her head to the side. Just the way she was trying to mask her sounds added fuel. “I’m very thirsty.”
“You had a drink.”
“Not the same. Not the same at all. And do you know why?”
“I have no doubt you’re going to tell me.”
“Because your juice is the nectar of the gods.”