Crime & Punishment 2: Master Delacroix (13 page)

“Averse to blowjobs?”

“No, I’ve just never sucked on one quite that big.”

Nathan laughed. “Connelly, I have to hand it to you. You’re a delight.” He kept the wicked grin on his face and tapped the side of his cock with his index finger. “Now get on your knees and delight me here. Any more delays and I’ll replace that plug in your ass with a bigger one.”

She shivered despite herself. Maybe it was what he said or the tone of his voice. She wasn’t entirely sure it wasn’t both. All she knew was she had the oddest desire to please him.

She dropped as gracefully as possible to her knees and gripped the base of his cock. He was so thick she couldn’t even make her fingers touch as she wrapped them around him. He felt warm and hard, the skin soft as velvet. When she licked her tongue up the vein that ran along the underside, the sound of his deep growl was enough to encourage her to continue.

His cock was long. He had to be at least ten inches, possibly more. Her husband hadn’t come anywhere close to that. Matter of fact, any man she’d been with since her husband hadn’t come close.

She swiped her tongue over the engorged head of his cock, licking away the salty precum that dripped from the tiny slit. Nathan’s soft groan of approval sent a warm feeling of confidence through her chest. She edged her knees closer to better bend her head over his massive erection.

She opened her lips and wrapped them around the tip of his shaft and sucked. Nathan buried a hand in her hair, not guiding her per se, but certainly holding her in place. She stiffened, wondering if he would shove her head down, chocking her with his rod.

Nathan’s grip loosened. “I’m not going to ram it down your throat, pet. Relax.”

Again, he amazed her with his ability to read her like a book. Part of that annoyed the hell out of her. Using that feeling of frustration, she sucked hard at his cock, earning a hiss from the arrogant Master. His fingers tightened in her hair, but this time it didn’t unsettle her. She liked the feel of his fingers tensing in her hair.

It meant he liked what she was doing, and made her feel powerful.

She slowly wrapped the flat of her tongue around his length, teasing him. Her teeth scraped his head, making him shudder and sigh. She reveled in the sound of his soft moans and whispered words of encouragement and command. She liked it when he told her what to do in that deep, vibrating voice of his. It sent chills of delight across every inch of her flesh.

Using her free hand, she massaged his tight balls and the underside of his cock. Nathan growled low in his chest, and she could tell he was close. Taking as much of his length in her mouth as she could, she sucked hard and tongued the sensitive spot just below the head.

“Fuck,” Nathan snarled and, with a groan, emptied his cum into her mouth.

Connelly swallowed, licking every drop as it spurted from the tip. The fact she’d give him such pleasure made her feel alive and quite turned on. Nathan sighed and let his head fall back against the chair. His grip loosened in her hair as she lowered her head to kiss his balls.

“Very nice, sub,” he whispered.

“So does that mean you curl on my lap now and let me coddle you?”

Nathan laughed. “Not exactly.” He lifted his head, and that easy smile morphed into a wicked one. She tensed. She’d come to know that look. He was up to something. “You’re very hot, Connelly. In more ways than one.”

She eyed him warily, not sure whether to take that as a compliment or not.

He leaned down and brought his nose close to hers. “I think it’s time you cooled off.”

Her mouth dropped open. “Nathan. Don’t you dare,” she commanded as he stood and easily lifted her into his arms. “Nathan!” she screamed as he started walking toward the pool.

He stopped at the edge, and the look on his face had her immediately on alert. “What are you supposed to call me?”

“Master. Okay? Master. Just please don’t throw me in the pool.”

“It’s sweet that you said please, but you should know by now to never tell a Dom what not to do.”

With that, he threw her into the deep end.

Chapter Twelve

Connelly came up sputtering for air and used both hands to wipe the wet, clinging hair from her face. She couldn’t believe he’d actually thrown her in. Damn prick. She’d kill him.

Every kick of her legs tugged at the plug in her ass, and she groaned. She wasn’t sure if it was painful or erotic or both. With a sigh, she glanced around, looking for the smart-ass Dom who’d dumped her, literally, into the cool water.

He hadn’t even asked her if she could swim. For all he knew, she could’ve drowned. Rolling her eyes, she knew deep down he wouldn’t have let that happen. She didn’t spot him along the side and frowned. Where had he gone?

Someone emerged from the water just inches in front of her, making her squeal and close her eyes against the splashing water. “Damn it, Nathan,” she snapped, and splashed water toward him. “And after I gave you that incredible blowjob too. Is that how you repay all your subs?”

Nathan chuckled and pushed her toward the side of the pool. She reached out and grasped the edge just as Nathan moved in. His chest rubbed against her sore nipples, which sent heat to her womb, making her gasp in surprise.

He grinned and braced both hands on the edge, effectively pinning her in place with his body. “Are you itching for a fight, sub?” he asked, but Connelly could tell by the sparkle in his eyes he was teasing her.

Nathan had a very playful side she liked a lot.
Careful, Connie. Don’t get attached.

“Maybe. After that, don’t you think you deserve one?” she replied.

“I deserve a lot of things,” he murmured.

He moved one of his hands to her thigh and lifted it around his waist. Her pussy settled against his cock, and she had to struggle to remain still and not grind herself along his growing length. God, he was big, and she felt more than a little trepidation at taking him inside her.

He smiled softly as though he knew what she was thinking.

“How do you do that?” she whispered.

“Do what?” he asked as he moved back a bit and slid his hand between their bodies to cup her breast. He pinched her nipple with his fingers, pulling it harshly.

Connelly gasped and almost forgot what she wanted to ask.

“Do what, Connelly?” he asked again, forcing her mind back to the conversation, but it was hard to focus when he tweaked her nipples like that.

“Um…read me so well.”

“Years of practice.”

She shook her head. “You said that before. It’s more than that.”

He moved closer and brought his mouth just inches from hers. “Maybe.” He brushed his lips over hers, sending her body into immediate lust mode. “Maybe I’m just that good.”

“And maybe you’re too cocky for words,” she countered.

Nathan chuckled. “Such a feisty little thing, aren’t you?”

He ground his hips, rubbing his cock against her mound. Senses instantly sparked to life. She could feel herself getting wetter. The walls of her pussy clenched, making her groan in frustrating need. Even the walls of her ass convulsed around the rod, and she gasped in shock. How could he do this to her so easily?

He leaned in and murmured in her ear as he continued to tease and torment her nipple. “I could take you right here. Shove my cock inside you and fill this wet pussy full.”

His words alone were close to sending her into orbit.

“I’ve been thinking about it ever since Starbucks.”

Connelly swallowed. So had she, but then he probably knew that just like he knew everything else. She didn’t even notice all the people swimming around them, the eyes watching as he continued to whisper gloriously wicked things in her ear. All she noticed was the feel of his body against hers and the way his voice sent hot blood coursing through her veins.

She lifted her other leg around his hip, seating herself more fully against his erection. “Very nice,” he whispered. “I like the feel of your hot pussy against me.”

God, she’d never wanted anyone so bad in her life. “Master, please,” she begged, her voice cracking under the need.

“You want me inside you?” he asked, using his hand against her hip to help her move her wet pussy up and down his thick length.

“Yes, Master,” she panted.

“How bad?”

Connelly wanted to scream. Her nails dug into his shoulder, creating deep half-moons on his flesh.

“Bad enough to take me
and
the plug in your ass?”

And?

Nathan chuckled and set the head of his cock at her entrance. Connelly swung from wanting to push him away to wanting to press him into her. He was huge. She would struggle to take him, much less him and the plug. “Nathan,” she squeaked.

He covered her mouth with his, swallowing her deep groans of pleasure-pain as he pushed his cock into her. Thank God she was wet, was all she could think as he pressed himself even deeper, stretching her walls so tight it actually stung in pain.

“Oh, God,” she breathed against his mouth as he pulled back and thrust in again, this time going farther inside.

She held her breath as her walls pulsed around his cock, sucking him deeper still.

“Damn you’re tight,” he growled against her mouth, then froze.

“What?” she asked. “Don’t stop.”

NATHAN STARED AT the pretty redhead in utter shock. She’d felt so damn good he’d entered her without putting on a condom. What the hell was he thinking? Hell, he
wasn’t
thinking, and not once had that happened to him.

“Come with me, pet,” he whispered before pulling out of her body and letting her legs fall from his waist.

“No,” she whined so adorably it was all he could do not to shove her back against the wall and take her bareback.

“Just a little tease for later,” he said.

She scowled and slapped his shoulder. “You asshole.”

She’d shocked him and used that split second of surprise to slide under the water and swim away from him. Nathan’s lips spread into a slow grin. Damn, he liked sassy subs.

He quickly climbed out of the pool and then ran to the steps at the shallow end where she was currently climbing out. She spotted him before he got to her, and, with a squeal, took off at a run around the far side of the pool.

Nathan caught up to her quickly and grabbed her around the waist, lifting her against his chest and off the ground. She screamed in outrage and kicked her feet at his shins. Nathan laughed the entire time, enjoying the fight.

“Damn you, Nathan!” she yelled. “Let me go!”

“Nope,” he said, chuckling.

“Damn it, you sorry, sadistic…jackass,” she added after a few seconds’ thought.

He glanced over at his brother, who was watching the two of them with interest. “Need some help?” Daniel asked.

“I got it, thanks,” Nathan replied with a smile.

“Daniel,” she yelled. “Kick your brother’s ass for me.”

Daniel laughed. “No way. Nathan fights dirty, which apparently you’ve already figured out.”

“Ugh!” she growled and tried to push his arms down from around her waist.

Nathan walked over to a long leather table set up by the pool that came to the tops of his thighs. Perfect fucking height as far as Nathan was concerned. He set her on the edge, and she immediately tried to jump down. He caught her easily around the waist, then shoved her back down on the table. “Continuing to do that is going to get awfully uncomfortable on the plug in your ass, pet. I would recommend you cease.”

“I would recommend you let me up.”

“No.”

With a hand between her breasts, he shoved her to the table. She tried to sit up, but he shoved again, this time using the flat of his hand to hold her down. Her strength surprised him. Her anger and fighting fueled his lust for her.

“Damn it, Nathan!”

“Enough, sub!”

She froze and stared at him in shock…for about a second. “Enough my ass! You’re nothing but a tease, Nathan.”

He raised an eyebrow. “A tease?” He leaned down close to her so he could lower his voice. “I can assure you. Teasing is over.”

Connelly watched him warily as he grabbed her arm and lifted it over her head. Taking a chance, he moved his hand off her chest and grabbed the other arm. He lifted it as well. When he would’ve wrapped the cuffs around her wrists, she jerked them free and tried to sit up.

“Shit,” he growled. “Slippery little sub.”

This time when he grabbed her, he turned her so she lay on her stomach—her ass in the air, her legs dangling off the edge of the table. With her hands imprisoned behind her back, he leaned over her, effectively keeping her immobile.

“Get off me, you—”

“If you really want this to stop, Connelly, use your safe word,” he snapped.

He said it for her as well as the people watching. His brother had a concerned look on his face Nathan thought he should appease. In the heat of the moment, she may have forgotten, especially since she was new to this life.

He could sense her arousal, her excitement despite her anger. Nathan was enjoying the hell out of this, and if he was reading her right, so was she, although she may not know it yet. He doubted she would ever admit it, at least tonight anyway. Later she would think back on it and realize just how turned on she’d gotten.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, you conceited prick!” she snarled.

She wiggled beneath him until he slapped her hard on the ass, making her yelp in surprise. “You brute,” she snarled. “You get your thrills from manhandling women like a Neanderthal!”

“Damn straight,” he replied, and swatted her again, earning a noise that sounded like a cross between a groan of pain and a gasp of pleasure.

“When I get off this table—”

“You’re going to what, sub?” Nathan growled close to her ear.

She clamped her lips closed, and Nathan had to fight a grin. She was such a hot little wildcat, and he loved the fact this little fight of theirs was turning her on as much as it was him. He grabbed a condom from the toy table set up close by. Using his teeth, he ripped the paper open and with his free hand slid it over his throbbing cock. Just that one little taste of her earlier had him almost trembling to be inside her again.