muscles began to soften. He sat less rigidly and his breathing was more regulated.
Okay, time for stage two.
She climbed off the bed and stood in front of him. “Now I want you to get up and take off your pants.”
He actually burst out laughing. “You are bossy, aren’t you? And I’m just supposed to do what you say?”
“I’m in charge.” She managed a grin. “You want to argue with me?”
He studied her face for a long time before shaking his head. “Hell no. I want to see what you’ve got in mind.”
He pushed himself up from the bed, kicked off his shoes and shucked his slacks and boxer briefs in seconds. Looking at him standing there in all his masculine magnificence, she did her best not to drool. Instead, she pulled the covers back all the way to the foot of the bed and patted the bottom sheet.
“Lie down on your stomach.”
One corner of his mouth crooked up. “Still playing the boss?”
“Damn right. Now lie down on your stomach. And here’s the rule. No talking and no movement. You have to lie absolutely still.” She swallowed a grin. “Can you do that?”
“I was a SEAL,” he grunted. “I can do anything.”
“We’ll see.”
When he was stretched out facedown, she made sure his head was turned on the pillow and his arms were stretched over his head. Then she straddled him, keeping her own clothes on as a shield, which god knew she needed. She forced herself to ignore the flutters in her sex and the genesis of an orgasm that was trying to develop deep inside her. This was all for him. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she leaned forward and resumed the massage as before. All his muscles had tightened up again, but as she slowly worked her way down his spine, peppering kisses between her strokes, he relaxed once more.
By the time she reached the curve of his ass, his body, now warm, eased slightly beneath her. She slid her hands down past his waist, molding them to his butt, which she began to squeeze in a steady rhythm. If she hadn’t been concentrating on him so intently, tuning herself in to every nuance of his body, she probably wouldn’t have noticed when his breathing increased slightly and developed a raspy sound.
Good. All good.
As she shifted position, sliding backward so she could focus on his legs, she let the tips of her fingers trail lightly through the crevice of his ass. His groan was enough to turn up her own body temperature.
She started at one ankle then worked her way up his calf to his thigh, letting her fingers trail dangerously close to his balls before traveling back down the other leg. When she noticed his hands had curled into fists as he worked to maintain his control and a tiny groan rolled off his lips, she couldn’t help smiling. By the time she’d finished with every inch of his back, tension rode every muscle, and it wasn’t generated by anger as it had been earlier.
She moved off his body and nudged him with her elbow.
“Roll over, let out a breath and close your eyes.”
He chuffed a short laugh. “Is this more torture?”
“Torture?” She lifted an eyebrow. “This is supposed to relax you. You were all tense and uptight.”
“Yeah, well, now I’m tense and uptight for another reason. Take a look.”
She ran her gaze over his body, pausing when she saw how swollen and rigid his thick cock was.
“If you climb on top of me now, sugar, you better center yourself on that.”
“Well.” She wetted her lips. “Let’s see what we can do about it.”
She went back to work on his body, loving the feel of his muscles beneath her fingers as she squeezed and kneaded muscles that were so tight, they felt like cast iron. She deliberately stayed away from his balls, but each time she moved up his thigh, always getting a little closer, his body tightened for a different reason.
“You’re killing me,” he groaned.
“At least I’ve got your mind on something else. Right?”
He didn’t answer, but she could feel his response beneath her hands. She touched lightly as she worked her hands closer and closer to where he wanted them.
“For fuck’s sake, Peyton. Have mercy.”
“Mercy? You want mercy? Let’s see what we can do.”
She shifted so she was kneeling beside him, slid one hand between his muscular thighs and wrapped the fingers of the other around his cock that was so hot to her touch.