Seducing The Boss (Pulse #2) - Mari Carr Page 0,16
out quickly.
“Oh. Shit.”
“Is that a stop?”
She shook her head. “Not yet. But I’m glad I didn’t ask you to teach me how to swim when we were kids. Something tells me you would have just pushed me into the deep end.”
“Sara?”
“Yeah?”
“You might want to hold your breath.”
Her laugh was more air than sound, and it quickly morphed into a gasp when he secured the other tie to the opposite side, which lifted her ass a couple of inches off the mattress. The position left her completely exposed, his to take however he chose.
“Ready to play your part?” he asked.
Kellan bent lower, licking. She enjoyed it when he’d gone down on her before. He wanted to put her back in that frame of mind.
“Oh, God. Yeah,” she whispered.
He rubbed her clit for a few seconds before taking it between his forefinger and thumb and squeezing.
Sara’s hips rose even more from the bed. “Please.”
He continued to play with her, stimulating her until she was panting, so close. Then he pulled his hand away.
“Wait. Don’t stop.”
He placed a quick, sharp slap on her ass. The action startled her, and she jerked.
“You’re not calling the shots, Sara. I am. You belong to me, remember? If you protest again, I’ll find another T-shirt to gag you with.”
She shivered in response to his threat, but he knew her well enough to tell it wasn’t fear driving the reaction. Kellan was tempted to follow through, but this was her first experience with bondage and role-play. He wanted her to be able to tell him what she liked, what she didn’t like, and to be able to call it to a halt if it became too much for her.
Kellan bent over her body, tucking his waist between her outstretched legs, while his face hovered above her breasts. He hadn’t paid enough attention to them tonight. Time to rectify that situation.
He cupped one of her breasts in his hand as he wrapped his lips around the hard nipple and sucked.
His body kept her pressed to the mattress despite the sudden jerk of her hips. He drew on her nipple harder, waiting for that mew of pleasure he’d discovered tonight. He loved her sex sounds.
Once he paid proper homage to her right breast, he moved his attention to the left. He sucked, nipped, and squeezed as Sara squirmed beneath him.
“Please.” The word came out in a gasping breath. Her role-playing skills needed practice. Lucky for her, he intended to give her plenty of opportunities to hone them this weekend. He wondered how she’d feel about playing Princess Leia to his Han Solo.
He took his time toying with her breasts before he shifted lower. He stroked her opening with his tongue, keeping the touch too light to offer her the push she needed.
Despite his threat to gag her, Sara continued to demand, to plead for more. He thrust his tongue inside her as he kept a firm grip on her thighs. Sara fought violently to move, to force him deeper, but he held her still, refusing to give in.
“God. Fuck me, Kellan!” she yelled. “Do it now, or I swear to God—”
Kellan didn’t give her a chance to finish her threat. He moved quickly, covering her body once more with his, and the head of his cock rested right there—at the threshold.
“Beg me, Sara. Beg me to fuck you.”
“Please.” Her voice was hoarse from her cries, and he couldn’t resist her one second longer.
He thrust inside with one hard, deep motion.
Sara’s head flew back as she screamed. Her inner muscles clenched as he withdrew until only the head remained. He forced himself to stay there until she offered him the words he wanted to hear.
“More,” she demanded. “God, more. All of it.”
His willpower gone, he slammed back in, enjoying the way her back arched. She tugged hard against her bindings, but the knots held.
“So good,” she said as he continued to thrust. He took her roughly, feeling a strange need to make this night memorable. Something she’d never forget. Never regret.
For several minutes, the only sounds in the room were of their bodies slapping together and their mingled moans.
Sara was the first to succumb, her body trembling as she came.
Kellan’s jaw clenched as he fought against the desire to give in to his own climax. Sucking in deep gasps of air, he held motionless for a full minute as she rode out the wave.
She had only just begun to come down when he lost complete control. Over and over, he pounded