Chapter Nine
Brandon
She looked so fucking good sprawled out on the bed before me. She’d done the usual “oohs” and “ahs” of seeing my sprawling penthouse. The large panel of glass looked out on Central Park, and the high ceilings made the entire place feel more cavernous than it already was. But none of that mattered, not when she looked like a goddess before me. Her olive skin seemed to glow under the low light of the candles I’d lit. As she took in deep breaths, her gorgeous, full tits moved up and down. My cock was hard just staring at her.
She had that effect on me. I’d never needed Viagra, but I figured if one needed to get hard, staring at a naked and ready Selena would do the trick better and faster than any little blue pill ever would.
But the crowning glory of her nakedness was the key around her neck. It looked amazing there, seemed to glow brightly between the mounds of her breasts, and it was what made the blood pound fast to my dick. She was everything I’d ever wanted in a woman, and she was mine. For now, and for as long as she’d have me, I was interested. I knew it was complicated, and I knew that we’d have to hide.
I didn’t give a flying fuck.
She was my tiger, and I was going to fuck her rotten every night, all night. I’d take her wherever she wanted and buy her whatever she needed. She was both my princess to spoil and my sex kitten to pound into.
She was everything.
I licked my lips and started crawling across the bed. The moonlight streamed in from the window and made her bright hazel eyes glitter almost gold. Once I was hovering over her, I leaned low and kissed her mouth, probing her deeply with my tongue. Before, I’d been dying to take Selena in her office. I’d needed to have her then and there. But she deserved more for her second time; deserved to be worshipped like the deity she was.
That’s what I intended to do.
Closing my eyes, I took in everything about her—the softness of her skin against my cheek, almost like silk, the sweet strawberry scent of the shampoo, the panting of her breath against my ear. She was so ready for me, just as I was for her. I kissed her chin and then adjusted the angle so I could gently scrape my teeth against her jawline. Just enough to let her know I had so much in store for her. My mouth arrived at her right earlobe. I traced that with my tongue and then pulled her earlobe into my mouth, teasing it between my blunt teeth.
She moaned and bucked her hips in the air.
But I wasn’t ready yet, not by a long shot.
Moving back toward her body, I nibbled my way down her throat, then licked at her collarbone. She tasted both salty and sweet. My hands found the soft mounds of her breasts, and I kneaded them, even as I lapped at her skin. Arousal surged through me, making my cock strained to attention. As I dipped lower, my cock ground against her soft, warm belly, hints of precum dripping onto her skin there.
I removed my hand from over her left tit. Then wrapped my mouth around it, teasing and tempting her nipple with fast flicks of my tongue as I ground into her hips. I wasn’t ready to enter her quite yet; I wanted her to beg for it. Still, I wanted her to anticipate everything, be so wet she was like a goddamn slip and slide again when I entered her.
She moaned and pushed my head. “Please, more. I need more!”
I went lower. My tongue trailed over the gold chain of her necklace. Mine damn it. She was mine. For an instant that pained even me.
I lifted up my head and grinned at her. “Do you need it? How much do you need it?”
“Don’t play with me.” Her hazel eyes glittered dangerously.
“What happens if I do play with you?” I asked, trying to school my tone to be neutral, feigning the innocence we both knew I hadn’t had in decades.
“I’ll never let you come when it’s your turn,” she said.
I swallowed. “That’s quite the threat.”
She bucked her hips again, and I rolled my eyes and groaned when her slickness slid against my cock. “I mean it, Mr. Duncan. You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.”
“This could be a dangerous liaison.”
“It definitely is,” she said, her smirk beautiful and probing.
I pushed my body up higher on my palms and elbows. Then, angling my hips, I lined up my dick with her pussy’s slick heat. “God, Tiger, do you know how good you feel? How fucking goddamn amazing?”
She nodded. “I think I have an idea ‘cause when you’re here, I feel like a superhero or something.”
I kissed her lips before I started to move my hips again. “Don’t you mean goddess?”
She blushed; the first bit of insecurity coming out tonight. “I don’t think I count for that.”
I slid deeper inside of her, feeling my balls tighten up with anticipation of coming. Then I thrust again, slowly, undulating my hips with deliberate motion. I plunged deep into her wet, hot pussy, reveling in how amazingly ready she was for me. How we always seemed to fit with each other.
Selena arched her back and thrust her hips up to meet me. She was as eager to fuck me as I was to shove deep into her. But not this time. I wanted to make her feel as good as she’d made me feel so far; wanted her to know how much I valued her. I slowed my pace, even if I didn’t want to. It was more important that I take the time and make her feel exactly as special as she was.
“I can make this last all night, Tiger. Would you like that?” I asked, leaning close to her ear and whispering low. “I can fuck you till dawn, leave you on the threshold of orgasm, stretch it all out until you beg for more.”
“I don’t need to beg.” She rolled her hips again, and I’d never had a tighter fit with a partner, never felt so fully enveloped and caressed by a woman’s inner muscles. “I can make you come all on my own.”
“So confident for the new kid on the block. I love it,” I said before I kissed her mouth.
As my hips rolled against hers, my cock plunged deep inside of her again, just as my tongue plumbed the hidden depths of her mouth, dancing for dominance with her own tongue, tasting the faint hint of chicken and spinach still in her mouth. I was feasting on her, and I fucking loved it.
Then that little tiger dug her fingernails into my back, and I couldn’t resist any longer, couldn’t hold back. I fisted the silk sheets between my fists and pumped into her, my hips rising fast and furious like a piston. In turn, she arched her back and raised her hips to meet my intense motions. She and I rocked together, bodies crashing into each other, even as pleasure crested over me like a wave. It hit me soon after trying so long to hold out for her. My balls tightened, and I grunted as my cum shot out, filling her in the way that only I could. Her pussy spasmed around me, tightening and massaging my dick with such intensity that I thought I might blackout.
Oh yes, my tiger was quite the natural.
When I was spent, I slipped out of her and slid onto my side of the bed. Opening up my arms, I held them out wide so that she would crawl into them. Selena complied. I kissed her temple and then stroked her back, noting the drops of sweat on her skin. She was gasping for breath; her heart hammering as hard as mine.
That was what happened between us when we were together, this combustion. Like two flammable liquids crashing into each other and then being subjected to an open flame.
“You’ll stay the whole weekend?”
She sighed. “I have a story I’m working on for my boss.”
“I think I can get you an extension,” I joked.
She glared at me, the playfulness drained from her expression. “Don’t even hint at that.”
“What? I was serious. I can say something if you need more time.”
“I can go back to my place tomorrow, grab my laptop and spend the rest of the weekend with you. I am not going to start taking favors now. I can’t let anyone think that I got my start by sleeping with my boss. We both know that’s not how this happened, but no one else knows that. If people figured it out, I’d be ruined, and I don’t want that to happen to me.”
“But once you get it done tomorrow, you’ll be mine?”
She chuckled. “You’re like a tornado, you know?”
“I don’t follow.”
“You’re someone I can’t help but be swept up in. I bet so many felt like that, even Mrs. Stewart.”
I blanched. “I don’t want to bring her up here.”
She chuckled. “Me neither, believe me. I’m just saying it’s impossible not to be caught up in you. That’s what’s nuts about everything. It’s impossible to resist you; impossible not to want to do everything you ask. I just hope… I dunno. It feels like we might regret this someday.”
I picked up the thin thread of the gold chain and then palmed the key for a moment, letting the now-warm metal rest against my skin. “Trust me, Tiger. I will never regret this, not if I lived a million years, and you shouldn’t either.”
She swallowed and looked up at me with wide, earnest eyes. “I’ll try.”