Emma Hillman (9 page)

It was a long while before she could open her eyes or even move her head. Aftershocks swept through her body, even bringing another mini-orgasm to life until Kevin finally thought to turn the toy off.

* * * *

A wet towel slid between her thighs and she sighed in relief at the cool sensation. “That feels good, thanks.”

Kevin grunted something in reply, apparently too focused on cleaning her up to have a conversation.

Her stomach rumbled in the otherwise silence, making her giggle. “Oops.”

“Would you like something to eat?”

“That’d be great,” she said as she turned her head to the right. “Could you untie me?”

“I don’t know. I kinda like you like this.”

“I know you do but I need to eat and drink something before we do anything else.”

“Before it’s my turn, you mean.”

She rolled her eyes, “Yes.”

“Okay, hold on.” He appeared at her side and quickly unlaced her right restraint. Towering above her, he did the same to the left one and moved so she could push herself on her hands. Only to realize her legs were still tied. “Kev?”

“I’ve got it.”

Finally, she was free. Turning around, she moved until she was curled up in a ball, her muscles complaining all the while.

“Are you all right?” She looked up to find Kevin standing across the room. She watched as he cleaned up the toy and put it aside then closed the box with a definite bang. “Mia?”

“Oh yeah, I’m fine. So, food?”

He grinned at her question, “I’ve got some stuff ready in the lounge. Let’s go.”

She eyed herself, “Do you have a robe I could wear?”

“Yes but I don’t want you covered.”

“Kev, come on, it’s not hygienic to eat naked!” That was a good excuse, right?

“You’re not naked.” He pointed out her stockings.

“Very funny. What if I put the corset and-“

“No, you’ll stay as you are right now.”

“Great,” she muttered under her breath as he motioned her to follow him out of the room. She could have fought this and probably won too but she was pretty sure he had something else planned. There was a devilish glint in his eyes, a sign she was starting to know well.

* * * *

Turns out she’d been right. It didn’t even come as a surprise when, after she’d finished her plate of delectable canapés and drank a glass of wine, he’d taken them away from her and dropped them on a nearby table.

He stood up and she watched him move closer to her still sitting on the low-slung sofa. “Let me guess, my turn to pleasure you?”

He smirked, “Was it that easy to guess?”

She pointed his erect cock and the way he was standing above her. “Pretty much.”

“Right then. Have fun but don’t make me come.”

“Sir, yes, sir!” She saluted him, making him growl.

She was laughing when his hands dropped on her shoulders and squeezed. “Actually, baby, I have another idea. Turn to your side.” He propelled her to the left so she was half-reclining against the seat, her legs dangling behind her. “Open your mouth.”

She did, wincing when her back screamed at the uncomfortable position. “Kev, are you sure-“

His cock replaced her words. He pushed himself inside her, “I’m gonna fuck your mouth. If it gets too much, pinch me, okay?”

What? Pinch him? She blinked up at him but he was already moving. She watched his thighs clench as he pulled back then thrust between her lips. She didn’t like doing this, had never liked it for that matter but hopefully it wouldn’t be too bad this time. He didn’t want to come after all so she wouldn’t choke or anything. And she could pinch him if it got too much. Right?

Kevin swore as he felt her teeth scrape the sides of his cock. She knew how much he loved that, damn it! He looked down at her sprawled body, at her moist folds openly waiting for him. At her little treasure he’d felt earlier with his finger, the one he couldn’t wait to explore. He wanted to be her first.

The urge ate at him, making him wonder the reason behind it.

Before he could think it through, she tongued his slit as he entered her on a downward stroke and he swore. “Fuck!”

She giggled, the reverberations tightening her throat.

This was it, she was going to drive him crazy. He didn’t want to come inside her mouth, as good as it felt. He’d just wanted her to ready him so he could take her back to his room and have some serious fun. He forced himself to pull out of her.

She opened her eyes, “Why did you stop?”

“Because it’s time for the next round,” he replied, grabbing her arms and tugging her up. “Let’s go back to my room.”

She stumbled off the sofa, her muscles still not having recovered, but Kevin was already walking away and he sure as hell didn’t look patient. “Kev? Kev, wait up!”

“Hurry!” he shouted over his shoulder.

“Are you gonna tie me up again?” Mia asked as soon as she stepped into the bedroom. She closed the door behind her and took a few steps forward.

He whirled around, his face a hardened mask. “Do I need to?”

“Uh.” She licked her lips. “No, I don’t think so.”

“Okay then, on the bed. All fours, ass in the air.”

“Right.” She moved into position and wondered if he would take her like that or if he would ready her some more first. She wasn’t wet, not right now anyway.

“Spread your legs further.”

She did, wincing as her thighs groaned. “Better?”

“Yeah,” he replied as he traced her folds with his eyes. She wasn’t as aroused as she usually was.

Damn. “I need to prep you some more, baby.”

“I…Thanks,” she answered, turning around so she could see what he was doing. He’d walked across the room and opened up the box again. She watched as he rummaged through it, picking up a toy then depositing it back inside. Then another one. And a third one. He tested it, tracing it with his fingers to get a better feel, and she swore she grew wet just at the sight. There you go, problem solved! “Kev-“

“This should help.” He hurried back to her and showed her his find.

“Uh…” She gulped.

“I’ll put these inside you and they’ll bang into your walls. You’re going to love the sensations, trust me.”

“You’re starting to scare me, Kev.”

He blinked, “What? Why?”

“You have all these toys and you know how to use them. It’s…weird.”

“Does that mean you don’t want me to use them?” His voice had turned a lot harsher.

“No, no, I’m sure they’ll feel good, that’s not it.”

“Good. Now move back into position.”

She sighed and lifted her hips.

Was the man ever wrong? Mia thought as she felt the balls jiggle inside her. These were amazing! She wondered where he’d bought them and if she could buy herself a set. Because really, they were great.

She imagined going to the supermarket with those inside her, creating mini-orgasms each time she moved. Oh god, that was wicked. But definitely sexy and definitely something she could see herself do.

Kevin would get a kick out of it too, she was sure.

Two of his fingers were currently stretching her back entrance but between the Geisha balls inside her and his tongue flicking her clit, she didn’t mind. She was in serious heaven actually. Feeling shivers run up her spine, she closed her eyes and nodded to herself. It was time. “Kevin?”

He drew back, “Yeah?”

“Let’s go.”

“Go where?”

“No, I mean, let’s do it. Go on. I’m ready.”

“Now?”

“Yes!” Did she need to spell it out or what?

“Fuck. Okay, okay.” He pumped his fingers a few more times before pulling them out and replacing them with his cock.

She tensed as his head pushed at her hole and the rim of muscles there. This was the crucial moment, she knew. If the head got in, everything else would. Taking a deep breath, she forced her lower body to relax and pushed back.

“Oh god.” She felt a sharp pain when his cock entered her but by the time he was in to the hilt, it’d passed.

“Okay, baby?” His voice was hoarse.

Damn, this felt good. She was so tight and so fucking warm. He started moving, pulling back slowly while making sure his head stayed inside her, and groaned when he felt the Ben Wa balls start to move. He didn’t want to hurt her more than necessary but he felt himself almost instantly accelerate.

“Fuck!”

Mia’s nails dug into the sheet, her back arched as Kevin pumped inside her. The balls kept jiggling around in time with his thrusts, taking things further without her being able to do anything about it.

“This is amazing.”

She heard his strangled words and it pushed her over the edge. She rocked her hips each time he thrust forward, clenched her walls around him each time he pulled back.

He growled, “Are you trying to kill me, baby?”

“I just want-“ she gasped, “I want this to be good for you. Even if it’s my…my first time. GOD!” She saw stars when after a mighty thrust one of the balls hit her G-spot.

“Don’t worry about me, just focus on coming,” Kevin responded, sounding almost out of breath.

“That…won’t be…a problem!” She decided she couldn’t talk anymore. Closing her eyes, she hung on and focused on the feel of him stretching her in a place she’d never allowed any man before. Of the balls she’d never used before, currently banging against her inner walls and creating amazing sensations she wouldn’t soon forget. She remembered all the crazy stuff she’d done, trying to get Kevin to notice her. Her as a woman, someone who was worth his time and effort.

And it had worked. And here she was, in his house, on his bed, with him so deep inside her she didn’t know where he started and she ended. “Kevin!” she screamed his name as her orgasm hit, heat spreading through her body like a wild bushfire.

“Mia!” Her name tore out of his mouth as he came in sharp, thick jets to the deep of her.

* * * *

They were lying side by side on the disturbed sheet, both gasping for breath while sweat glistened on their bodies.

“Thank you.”

Mia turned to her side, “It was my pleasure.”

Kevin grinned, his eyes still closed. He grabbed her hand in his and squeezed, “I think I love you.”

She froze.

He opened his eyes and turned to face her, “Say something.”

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Scaring you, am I?”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“You said…you said…it was just sex, Kevin!”

“It was, at the beginning. Maybe it’s the fact I’ve come like I haven’t in years but I don’t care. I think I’m falling for you.”

Oh my freaking god. She sure hadn’t expected that one! “Let’s talk about this in the morning.”

“Sure, if you prefer.” He yawned as he brushed a tired hand over his chest. “Move your butt and I’ll get the duvet over us.”

She did as told and sighed when he dropped the covers over her. Snuggling into the nearest pillow, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep, and even with his amazing announcement, she managed to fall asleep straight away. Hard sex would do this to you, you know.

She’d left.

In an angry daze, Kevin got dressed and grabbing his car keys, hurried outside. She’d fucking left! He drove like a lunatic along the windy mountain roads, hoping she’d gone back to her cabin where at least it’d be private.

He couldn’t believe she’d left before he’d woken up. After what they’d done the night before, after what he’d told her -hold on a minute. Of course. It hadn’t been the sex that had made her run, it’d been the love talk. He nearly slapped himself. Of all the stupid things to do, he’d had to open his big mouth and tell her that.

It wasn’t that it wasn’t true because he wouldn’t have told her otherwise, hot sex or not. It wasn’t that he’d been so high on endorphins or some other things. It wasn’t even because he’d been the first to take her in the ass, knowing she’d trusted him enough to accept him. Knowing she’d enjoyed it and that he’d made her come. That sure had been an ego stroke. No, it wasn’t all that. It was just that he’d come to realize he didn’t want to wait to bump into her in town to see her again. That’s why he’d dropped that note on her porch, luring her to his house. He’d felt the urge to see her, to make love to her of course but also to see her smile and hear her smart-ass remarks. He had it bad.

Cursing at himself, he parked in front of her house and not even bothering to lock his car, ran up the front steps and banged on her door. “Mia! Open up!”

The door jerked open and he nearly fell against her. Righting himself at the last second by grabbing onto the doorjamb, he loomed over her and said, “Why in hell did you do that?”

“Do what?” She wiped her hands on her thighs, clearly tense.

“Leave!”

“I had to feed Killer.”

“Don’t bullshit me, Mia,” he snapped back, stepping forward until she had no choice but to let him in.

The door slammed shut behind him and they found themselves in the empty hallway, no dog in sight.

“He’s not even here.”

“How do you know?”

“He’s not growling at me for one and he wouldn’t let you open the door without him being there.”

She pulled back, “You don’t know that. It’s not like we ever had a relationship, Kevin. We just had sex!

Hot sex, okay, but that was all. You don’t know anything about my life!“

“Don’t I?” He stalked her until she had her back pressed to the wall. “Mia Adams, 31, fashion designer.

You live in NYC but when you need inspiration, you stay in your cabin. Right here.” His hands slapped the wall on either side of her face. “Want me to continue?”

“How did you learn all this?”

“I made a point of learning more about you when I realized there was more to it than sex.”

“There’s not more-“ she cut herself short. “Isn’t there?”

“That’s why you ran this morning, isn’t it?” He braced himself on his palms and lowered his body so it skimmed hers. “Isn’t it, baby?”

“What if it was?” Her words were barely above a whisper.

“Don’t you want to see where this would take us?” He brushed his lips on her forehead. “I know our relationship started on a strange basis, that we had sex before even going on a date but…” He let his voice trail as his gaze locked on hers. “Don’t you think we should try to see where it goes? Where it might take us?”