Chapter four
“I don’t even have the words to describe what I’m feeling. I was this close to letting you steal my seed.” He pushed me to the floor and I was literally lying on a bearskin rug by the fireplace.
“You have the power to do whatever you want to me and I willingly consent. There’s a burning desire inside of you and I think it rivals my own. This body is on fire for you.” He undid my cargo pants and pulled them down along with my underwear until I was naked from the waist down.
His beard tickled when he got closer to the action. My mouth parted and my lips moved around my mouth waiting for the sweet surrender of submission. He was holding my ankles and forcing them back until they were over my head. My lips cracked open with the froth of my excitement seeping down to the crack of my ass.
He didn’t hesitate or show any kind of apprehension. It was second nature for him to dart his tongue in between those lips begging for his attention. I was completely at his mercy. I did him the courtesy of holding onto my own ankles. He was energetic with this unending supply of stamina that couldn’t be matched by another.
“This is exactly how it’s supposed to be. Rip into me with that tongue. Is this fate or by chance? We might be victims of circumstance, but I don’t care. I can try to rationalize what’s happening, but it doesn’t matter. The orgasm I have been waiting for is in your hands to give me.” I thought somebody was out there waiting, but I had no idea what lengths I was going to have to go to find him.
The loneliness I had felt inside was replaced by the hungry stare of desire in his eyes. His mouth was constantly moving with his tongue deeply submerged in my hole. I could feel the orgasm inside of me and I was holding onto it for too long.
My legs shot into the air with my painted toenails pointing to the ceiling. My legs and the inside of my thighs were shaking. I tried to scream, but his hand over my mouth prevented me from expressing myself fully. My teeth drove into the palm of his hand and the pain didn’t deter him from driving me crazy with the pointed end of his tongue.
I couldn’t hold my head up high not when his mouth was magically unlocking the fire from within. My juices sprayed out of me with a force that had him locking his lips to my spurting hole. I was stretching myself beyond my means. I was addicted to his oral expertise. There was no way that I could love myself in the same way. It was far more rewarding to have him in the driver’s seat with his foot all the way down on the accelerator.
I was twisting and turning in his grasp. I didn’t want the feeling to end. My hair was thrown from side to side by the fever that was making the temperature in the room stifling. I couldn’t blame this on anybody. I was imprisoned and he had come along with the key to unlock the cage of my wild and untamed nature.
I was showing my flexibility by how my body was bowed in the air with my spine feeling it. I tightened the noose around his tongue. I saw the look of surprise on his face when he felt the pleasure of my narrow passage.
I grabbed the back of his head with both hands and held him in place through the worst of it. I didn’t know where one orgasm began and the other ended. I was experiencing the true freedom and bliss of being manhandled into resignation.
He used his fingers like a crowbar to pry me open. I was lying there metaphorically smoking with my fingers moving around in the air. I was under a sexual drug and its influence had driven me to do something I wasn’t prepared for. I thought I would find him in desperate need of resuscitation, but he was still a driving force onto himself. I had no interest in running away.
I was holding onto what he had with both hands. I felt him separate my thighs with his knees to give him more room to ply his craft of seduction. I felt the length of his scepter with my fingers getting intimately acquainted with it.
“I know what I have in my hands. I’ve been living on the prayer of a man like you coming into my life. I don’t know what is going on inside your head. When you’re ready, I’ll be there to listen to you. Right now you are messing with a woman with a one track mind. The heat of your column of flesh is singeing my fingertips. I want you to give me the undeniable truth in one quick thrust.” I wanted to feel the trauma of his battering ram.
This was my chance to have my breath taken away. I had his undivided attention. There was nothing more that had to be said. I was more than ready to fold around him in a loving embrace.
“I want you to know how much this means to me. I was lost and somehow you were able to find me and drag me out into the light. I thought that I was never going to find anybody to settle down with. You make it easier to be myself without putting on airs.” His knob was wiping the evidence of his excitement along the lips of my sex.
“We all have to do whatever we can to keep our heads above water. There’s no reason to get discouraged over something that is out of your control. I have every reason to believe finding you was a stroke of luck.” I could still feel the sticky residue on my tongue, but it was nothing more than a tease.
“Brandy… I shouldn’t do this with the threat of reprisal very much a possibility. I can’t believe I’m about to say this. We’ve gone too far and it’s time to pull back before it’s too late. It was a ridiculous notion to think that we could do this before we were ready. I have to prepare you. We both got a certain something out of this.” He had earned my respect in more ways than one.
The only way that I could see him was with the moonlight. He wrapped me in his arms and held me close. The danger was nowhere in sight, but it could spring on us at a moment’s notice.
He had me get into a fighting stance after we had a suitable amount of time to rest. I was trying to predict what he was going to do but found myself flat on my face every single time. It was a little demoralizing, but I was more than determined.
“You’re telegraphing your moves. You have to be more unpredictable. The only way you’re going to get the upper hand is by catching him off guard.” He was trying to alter my expectations by giving me encouraging words to force me to reach inside to a place I didn’t know existed.
I was picking my spots. It almost felt like he could read my mind and knew exactly what I was going to do before I did it. I tried to switch things up, but he was a little too quick. I was getting tired of losing every skirmish. It was a sparring contest, but the opponents weren’t evenly matched.
“I’m doing my best to think outside the box, but you’re not making it easy. You would think it would boost my morale for you to at least let me win one. I might be able to build on that.” He smiled and gave me the motion to come after him.
Time got away from me and my stubborn streak didn’t allow me to give up. We had been going at it for hours and a new day was announcing itself with streams of sunlight through the window.
“I’m not going to give you false hope. We will continue to do this until you have mastered each and every technique. I haven’t given you too much to absorb. These moves will be the difference between life and death.” I was nursing my pride and my shoulder conscious of how this kind of activity might rip open his handiwork.
“I know you’re in there. I have something you want.” I was startled by Peter’s voice coming through the thin layer of the door standing in his way.
“Brandy, don’t let him do this to me.” I slapped my forehead hearing my best friend’s voice and was realizing too late that I didn’t check to see if she was breathing.
Logan was giving me a motion with his finger to stay quiet about his presence. He opened up the back window and went outside.
“You have been a challenge, but the game is over. I don’t know how you killed both of my friends, but I am going to make you suffer in ways that you don’t even know is possible. Come out or I will cut her throat and make you listen to her die slowly.” He thought that I was responsible and I wasn’t going to relieve him from that belief.
“Don’t do anything rash. I’m coming out with my hands up. I won’t be responsible for my friend’s death.” I could only hope that Logan had some kind of a plan in place for this eventuality.
I opened the door and raised my hands above my head to see his smug smile and the gun placed to her temple. It wasn’t a rifle, but more of a revolver. He turned it slowly toward me, but the smug look was wiped from his face when he got a rude awakening.
An arrow emerged from his throat and he reflexively let go of the gun. He was clawing at the pointed end of the arrow covered in his blood. He dropped to his knees and Stephanie ran into my arms sobbing against my shoulder.
Out of nowhere, Logan came out brandishing a crossbow. I held Stephanie and I didn’t want her to witness the look in this man’s eye. Peter wasn’t expecting his adversary to come after him with an unflinching conviction.
“I want you to go inside and close the door behind you. There’s something I need to do.” She stumbled inside and closed it behind her.
My mind was made up. I got down on my knees in front of the man responsible for turning a pleasant trip into a nightmare. This time I was the one to grab his hair to pull him into a position where he was looking me in the eyes.
He was gurgling and trying to say something, but the damage to his vocal cords was permanent. He looked angry and I felt a sense of satisfaction for knowing his reign of terror was over.
“You and your friends are never going to be able to do this to anybody ever again. I’m going to take your phone and crack it wide open. Whatever contacts you have won’t be able to hide from me. I’m going to expose you to your friends and family. Your name isn’t going to be worth anything when the press gets their hands on this story. I’m going to drag your name through the mud for no other reason than I can.” He was trying to get his hands on me with his last breath, but he was going to die knowing that I was going to become the bane of his existence.
I was secretly glad that Logan had done the deed for me. I still felt I had a lot to learn and he was more than willing to give me some intimate lessons.