Clinch (The Underground Book 2) (10 page)

Fuck. Could she not? Turning him down wasn’t even close to being on her radar. It was heady. Naughty. Exciting.

He squeezed her cheeks for a while. “I imagined working you over more before I spanked you, but you’re so close to coming already. I never even got to feel the inside of your sweet pussy. If I thrust a finger into you, you’d shoot off, wouldn’t you?”

She swallowed, unable to gather enough saliva to make it necessary.

“Katie?”

He needed an answer? “Yes.”

“Good girl.” His hands spread her cheeks, and he tucked one finger under her thong and toyed with it, tugging it enough to put pressure on her clit. “When we’re in the bedroom, you’ll obey me. That’s how I’m wired. You won’t regret it. I promise. If I push you too far, your safe word is always ‘red,’ but you’ll never need it. I can read you well. I’ll know how much you can take. But for peace of mind, remember you can always stop me by saying red.”

“Okay.” She gritted her teeth, finding it difficult to pay attention to his words while he played with the strap of her thong. She had never visualized herself in this sort of position. The man holding her attention was talking about dominance and submission. Seriously taboo ideas.

And making her hotter by the second.

Was she really bent over the side of her own bed willingly waiting for him to spank her bottom?

He nudged her legs together next, tucking his fingers into the sides of her thong and then lowering it slowly down her thighs and knees and shins…until she stepped out. With a knee, he prodded her legs apart again. “Spread your legs, babe. Wide.”

She stepped out as far as she could comfortably manage, clasping the comforter in her fists tighter as the air hit her pussy.

“That’s a good girl.” His hands resumed their caress on her butt cheeks. “Why am I going to spank you?”

She sucked in a breath.
Lord
.

“Talk to me, Katie. I want to ensure you’re with me.”

“Because you didn’t like my outfit.”

He chuckled, pressing his cock into her butt from behind and forcing her legs wider. “Loved your outfit. Didn’t want anyone else to love it too much.” He leaned over her body to brush her curls away from the side of her face and kiss her neck. “You don’t have permission to come until I say so, understood?”

Come? Did he think there was a danger of her having an orgasm while he spanked her?

She stiffened as she realized there was every threat of that happening.

“Katie?” he prodded.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what? Tell me.”

“I won’t come until you say so,” she managed to whisper.

“Good girl. Hold it back for me.” He stepped back a pace, lifted one hand from her body, held her steady at the hip with his other hand, and swatted her right cheek.

The sting was expected. The rush of moisture to her channel was not.

Fuck. “Oh. God.” She lifted her face a few inches, her legs shaking with need. “Leo…”

“I know. You didn’t believe me, did you?”

“No.” She shook her head.

“It’s impossible to imagine how arousing spanking can be until the first time someone swats your bottom. Can you take another?”

She nodded.

He held her at the waist tighter this time and slapped her other cheek, smoothing his hand over the sting.

She rocked forward. There was no way she could endure much of this. It was so hot.

“Good girl. I know it’s hard. Hold back that orgasm. I’ll tell you when to give it to me.”

He hadn’t touched her anywhere important yet. It was so illogical. But she was also so close to coming she had to squeeze her butt cheeks together to stave off the need.

“Three swats in a row. If you can hold on that long, I’ll reward you.”

Three… He might as well have said a thousand for as difficult a task as he was requesting of her. She held her breath as his hand lifted.

All three spanks landed low and center, right where her thighs met her ass. She couldn’t stop the orgasm. It rushed forward.

Luckily, Leo was astute. “Come for me, babe. Now.”

Releasing a flood of pent-up need, she unclenched the muscles inside her body and let the orgasm race through her clit, making it pulse with every beat of her heart. She cried out.

Timed perfectly, midway through her release, Leo thrust a finger into her pussy and fucked her fast and hard. His other hand reached around to land on her lower back, holding her against the bed.

She rose onto her tiptoes, and a second orgasm built on the tail end of the first. The one finger thrusting in and out of her was amazing. She lifted her face, and Leo smoothed his hand up her back to grab her hair and hold it away from her, forcing her head to one side.

He straddled her leg and leaned down to gaze into her eyes, never removing his finger from her pussy. “That’s it, babe. So tight. So hot. So wet. Feel the need. Are you close again?”

“Yes,” she breathed.

“Look at me.”

Her eyes were glazed over, but she tried to meet his gaze.

“Gorgeous.” He added a second finger, thrusting harder. Her mouth fell open as her breasts swayed, her nipples abrading against the comforter. “Come for me. Again, Katie. Come for me.”

She didn’t see how it was possible, but she screamed out as the second orgasm washed through her, gripping his fingers tightly with each pulse of her pussy around them.

He held her gaze, smiling reverently.

As her orgasm subsided, he slid his fingers out and lifted them to his mouth to suck them clean.

She couldn’t breathe. His every action was so sexy. When he released his hold on her hair, she set her head back on the mattress, her legs shaking violently.

Her only thought was that he managed all that without touching her clit…

Leo’s cock was so stiff, he almost came in his jeans. He kicked himself for not removing them before spanking her. He’d been so consumed with the need to set his palm on her sweet ass, he hadn’t thought through the decision to remain partly clothed.

Not that he would have fucked her yet, but the pressure…

Grabbing her hips, he helped her climb back onto the bed. “Lie on your back, babe.”

She could hardly get her limbs to cooperate, making him fight a grin.

Good.

That’s how he wanted her. Wasted from sex. Confused and shaking from the aftereffects of two orgasms.

She eased onto her back, her head landing on a pillow, her arms at her sides, her legs stretched out in front of her, partly separated. Her gaze roamed up and down his body while he shrugged out of his jeans and then pulled a condom from the pocket and set it on the bedside table. He had four. He only pulled out one.

She continued to catch her breath while he climbed onto the bed, spread her legs open, and kneeled between them.

His cock bobbed in front of him, almost painfully hard.

Concentrating on her facial expressions, he stroked himself from the base to the tip while she watched, licking her lips.

Her chest rose and fell rhythmically. Her nipples remained stiff peaks. He wanted to suckle them. And he would. Later. For now, he needed release.

Shifting his gaze to her sex, he lowered himself onto his heels, released his cock, and spread her folds open. Her pussy glistened with arousal.

“Please, Leo… Stop teasing me. I want you inside me.” Her voice was deeper than usual, low, soft, pleading.

Normally he wouldn’t allow his partner to be so demanding, but Katie was different. He knew instinctively before taking her completely that their dynamic wouldn’t match anything he was used to. And he was up for the challenge.

Ignoring her, he leaned forward, grabbed her wrists, and drew them over her head once again. He held them there, closing the distance until his lips met hers. This kiss was slower than the first. He’d been ravenous earlier. Now he wanted to take his time to savor her taste, the texture of her mouth, the softness of her lips.

She squirmed beneath him after a few moments, and he released her lips and dipped his face to see her tits jiggling.

Yeah, she would have him wrapped around her finger. He needed to keep that to himself. The less she knew about how badly he craved her, the better chance he had of ever having the upper hand with her.

Hell, considering the way she came from five swats to her sweet ass, there was little chance anything he did could ever be considered punishment.

“Grab the headboard again, Katie.” Unspoken was the fact that he would come instantly if she set her small hands on his body.

She wrapped her fingers around the slats and held on.

Leo reached for the condom, ripped it open, and rolled the rubber down his cock, forcing himself not to moan around the contact.

She bit her lower lip between her teeth on one side and watched, her ass lifting subtly off the bed when she dug her heels into the mattress for leverage.

When was the last time he had sex with a woman missionary style?

He couldn’t remember. He also couldn’t remember when he’d ever made love with someone instead of fucking them. Not that he was an asshole. He always made sure his partners were completely involved and satisfied. But this was different. This was Katie. And he blinked several times, trying to find his brain as he realized he was not about to fuck her.

Not this time at least.

Not with her sweet flushed face staring at him with complete trust.

He lowered himself over her, lining his cock up with her tight sheath and reaching forward to remove her fingers from the spindles.

She narrowed her gaze, but he ignored her and threaded his fingers with hers, pressing them into the mattress.

He kissed her nose and then nibbled around her face—her cheeks, her temples, her forehead—before returning to the center to kiss her lips. “You can still back out.”

She smile slowly. “Please tell me you’re kidding.”

He returned the grin. “Never. You can always tell me
no
. Always.”

“I can’t imagine that ever happening.” She squirmed, lifting her pussy up to meet his cock. “Please, Leo. Stop teasing. I need you inside me.”

He held her gaze as he sank into her tight warmth. Jesus, she was tight.

A moan escaped his mouth, and then he pursed his lips to rein in some semblance of control. As if that were possible. When he was fully seated, he gasped.

Her nails dug into the backs of his hands. He didn’t care.

Her eyes rolled back and her mouth fell open as he eased almost out and then pressed back in. “Jesus, babe. When was the last time you had sex?” She was that tight. And who was he to talk? He hadn’t had sex with anyone since he met her.

It hadn’t seemed right. Not when he was head over heels for her and spending as much time as he could, essentially courting her.

She blinked, closing her lips. “You want to discuss my prior sex life now? Right now?”

He smirked and shook his head. “No.” And then he resumed making love to the delectable woman beneath him. When their mouths met again, he knew he was lost to her. She brought something out in him he’d never felt before.

He concentrated on her lips to keep his mind off the way she felt wrapped around his cock. Perfect.

Home.

Beyond anything he’d ever experienced before.

When she stopped kissing him, her lips parting and her head lolling to one side, he gave up the quest to hold back any longer. He picked up the pace instead, thrusting deep, grinding the base of his cock against her clit with every pass.

Unable to hold his head up, he set his forehead on her pillow to one side of her face, their cheeks pressed together.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and moaned.

That was it.

He groaned as his orgasm tore through him, shaking his foundation to the core.

She followed right behind him, her pussy gripping at his cock, her fingernails digging into his hands, her legs clenched tightly around his waist.

Heaven.

»»•««

Katie was dreaming.

She had to be, because she’d never felt anyone’s mouth around her clit like the one currently tormenting her.

The last thing she wanted to do was wake up while her dream man licked and sucked her with those amazing soft lips.

In fact, she spread her legs wider to accommodate her dream man’s mission. Pure perfection.

His tongue darted into her pussy and then lapped at her clit again. When he sucked the tight bud into his mouth hard, she bucked off the bed…or tried to.

Instantly she was awake.

The room was dark. Pitch dark. She couldn’t move her arms from above her head, and something was weighing her down, holding her pelvis in place… No… Someone.

The lips released her. “Don’t panic, babe. It’s just me.” He stroked a finger through her folds and then flicked it over her clit.

Her heart raced as she tried to catch up and control her shock. “Leo…”

“Mmm.” He resumed his position, licking and sucking her clit. “I didn’t get to taste this little nub earlier.”

She moaned, trying to get her bearings. “Why is it so dark?”

“Blindfold,” he muttered, his breath hitting her.

She tugged her arms.

“You’re secured to the headboard too.”

Ah, so this is what he meant by bossy
…

When she lifted her hips off the bed against his face again, he tossed one arm over her waist and held her down. “Stay still. Let me play.”

She turned her head from side to side. Should she let him do this? She could always toss out her safe word. Was he doing anything that should upset her?

No.

It was difficult to think as her arousal grew in quick increments. She wanted more.

He licked across her clit again and then set his chin on her pelvis. “Just feel, babe. When you can’t see or move, you’ll find your arousal shoots through the roof.”

He wasn’t kidding. She went from zero to fifty in seconds.

“Let me suck you. You taste so good.”

She breathed heavily, shuddering when she realized her chest was also bare and exposed. A vent overhead came on, the air blowing across her nipples.

“Keep your ass flat on the bed.” He lifted his arm and then spread his fingers out on her thighs and held them open wider than she would have thought possible. And then he feasted on her as if she were a delicacy, moaning around her lower lips and her clit, his tongue darting around rapidly, in and out of her with no pattern.