Fearful Cravings (9 page)

Bob laughed. “Deal.”

On the way back to their apartment building, Chloe was snuggled against Reece in the backseat. He'd turned down the egg, so that it was barely noticeable. She was still painfully aware of the plug. The plug without arousal was more painful than when he had the egg up high, but they were talking, and he kept it low.

“Thanks for being so nice to my friends. Bob can be a bit crass at times, but he's a great guy and loves Danica so much.”

“It was easy to be nice to your friends. They seem like great people. Even Bob. After he checked to see how my balls were hanging, I felt like we knew each other better.”

She laughed then groaned when the plug moved.

He slid a hand into her hair and pulled her in for a kiss. The kiss was gentle, a light brushing of their lips which increased in intensity the longer it went on. She purred deep in the back of her throat as she leaned into him. His fingers tightened in her hair as he pushed his tongue past her teeth. Instead of waiting for him to make the first move, she felt this surge of aggression. The teasing and playful taunting of the past few hours had taken their toll on her. She wanted him to fuck her hard and fast. She didn't even care where they were, or that the cabbie was about to get an eyeful.

She straddled his hips, but as soon as she did, he pulled her back from the kiss. She whimpered and tried to kiss him again.

He smiled up at her and his voice was low, full of arousal. “What do you want, Chloe.”

“You. I want you. Right here, in this cab. I don't care where we are.”

He removed the remote from his pocket and she watched him dial up the settings so that the egg was vibrating inside her like it was trying to drill its way out. She threw back her head and groaned. She was wild, insane with lust and her hips wouldn't stop grinding in circles against him even if she tried to stop them, which she didn't.

She didn't care that they were in the cab riding down a busy downtown street. The cab's windows weren't blackened. She was beyond such considerations. She pulled the top of her dress down. She was facing the back window so the cab driver was only getting a view of her hips and ass grinding into Reece's lap. Anyone peeking in the windows from the back or the side would now be getting a full view of her breasts with their very erect, pink nipples. 

Reece laughed as his teeth grazed her breast. He wrapped a hand around each and flicked his tongue against a nipple. It was a delicious tease. “Chloe, you slutty girl. Don't you care that anyone can see into this cab? Don't you care that the cab driver can hear you?”

She clutched his lapels, moaned softly and whispered, “No, I don't care. You're driving me crazy with this egg. You can't have any idea what it's doing to me.”

The vibrations leveled off as he fiddled with the dial again. The buzzing in her was just high enough to keep her arousal intense, but not enough to send her over the edge without help.

She had to release his clothes as he pinned her arms to her sides. His mouth closed over her nipple and he sucked it hard into his mouth.

“God, Reece.”

He switched to the other nipple, holding her still when she tried to fight against him. It was too much. It was like a live wire of electricity from her nipple to her pussy. It was almost painful like biting on tin foil, and she wanted him to stop, yet she didn't.

She wanted to orgasm. She'd never felt this painful need before. Before Reece, every orgasm she'd ever wanted was hers to control. Nobody thought about withholding it from her. This denial was a completely new experience, and it became all-consuming. She would do just about anything he wanted to find that edge and slip across it. She needed him for it though. He was essential to that burning, all-consuming orgasmic release.

The cab stopped. She was staring down at Reece. Her thighs were clenching around him, her hips swiveling as she rocked herself against his lap. Her need was overwhelming. She watched her nipple disappear into his mouth. His eyes were on her with an intensity that blew her mind.

The voice of the cabbie was a surprise. “Hey, come on, now. I got places to be. Get out. You're here.”

Reece released her arms and pulled her dress over her breasts as she removed herself from his lap. He shifted to get to his wallet, paid the driver and opened the door. He reached in and snagged Chloe's arm dragging her quickly into the building.

He shoved her against the foyer wall while they waited for the elevator. When it arrived with a ding, Chloe didn't even realize until Reece broke away from the kiss. 

Instead of pushing a button for his floor, he started to kiss her again. The doors slid closed. The elevator didn't move. He pulled her away, held her at arm's length and pushed on her shoulders. She bit her lip as she knelt in front of him. He slipped a hand into his pocket and the buzzing between her legs intensified. He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out.

“Suck me, Chloe. Right here in this elevator where we first met.”

It took her a half second to consider it. She wasn't sure why she was even thinking about it. Chloe had been ready to have sex in the cab ride on the way home. She brushed her lips over the head flicking her tongue against it. Wrapping her hand around the base, she held it still while she lavished the head of it with her tongue.

He caressed her hair, brushing a few stray blonde strands out of her eyes while he held her gaze. As she gently sucked him into her mouth, he groaned softly.

“You are so beautiful, Chloe. Kneeling at my feet like that, sucking my cock where anyone could walk in and see you.”

She shivered. The thought filled her with dread but something more. An excitement that made her heart race and filled her with a deliciously naughty feeling. She wouldn't have been upset if someone saw her on her knees for him, sucking his cock. There was this bit of submissive need in her lately when she was having sex with Reece.

This need to please him, for him to be proud of her. She couldn't really understand where it came from, and she would never admit it out loud. It looked like she didn't have to though, here she was sucking his cock in public. Anyone could see if they walked in.

The elevator dinged. Her heart slammed in her chest. A tingling moved through her along with the shot of adrenaline. The high it gave her was unbelievable. She had been so engrossed in sucking his dick that she hadn't noticed he hit the button for his floor. It wasn't them about to be discovered by neighbors. It was the elevator opening at his floor.

“Stay on your knees, Chloe.”

He pushed her dress down over her breasts then tugged the skirt up to her waist. With his cock still in her mouth, he grabbed the sides of her face and watched his cock sliding into her mouth. She wondered why he was letting her take things at her own pace. Usually, he was more controlling, thrusting into her mouth by now.

He pushed the head of his cock to the back of her throat, gagging her slightly. After two quick thrusts,  the tip of his cock never leaving her throat for very long, her eyes filled with tears. Before he could trigger her gag reflex, he pulled out.

“Let's go. On your knees, Chloe. All the way to my apartment.”

At her disbelieving look, he cranked the egg up to full. She cried out, panting and groaning as the egg vibrated itself against the inside of her pussy. She twisted her body to get into a position that might allow her to take advantage of the egg to bring about her orgasm. She was past the point of caring whether she should or not, but it wasn't hitting the right spot inside her to send her over that edge that she was riding.

“Please, Reece.”

“Yes, I know, Chloe. Once we get inside, I'm going to fuck you until you cum. You've been such a good slut for me tonight. But I want you to crawl to my apartment. Show me how much you want me to fuck you.”

He walked out ahead of her. He turned back once to eye her still kneeling on the floor. He stroked his cock as he watched her. “Let's go, my beautiful slut. I want to see you crawling half-naked on your hands and knees for me.”

The egg was making it impossible to think clearly. She was at her foggiest when her orgasm was leading her around. She didn't think about it too long. She wasn't going to get up from her knees. The door was going to close any minute. She wanted this man to fuck her. Those three facts contributed to her decision to crawl after him.

He growled softly at her, “Yes. That's it. All the way into my apartment.”

At the door, he unlocked it, swept it open and slapped her on the ass as she crawled past him. His hand caught the end of the plug, and she bit her lip to hold back her groan.

On the way to the bedroom, he stripped off his clothes leaving them wherever they landed. She tried to stand now that she'd done as he asked, as he commanded.

“I didn't say you could get up.”

He showed her the remote and dialed it down a notch or two. The hum in her pussy went from mind-shattering to tolerable. She returned to her hands and knees. When he started walking towards the bedroom, she followed on her knees. Every command he gave her became easier, less embarrassing the higher her arousal was.

He stopped inside the bedroom.

“I'm taking your ass tonight, my slut. I've waited long enough for it. That plug should have worked to loosen your ass enough for me.”

As she shook her head, he nodded at her, “Yes. It's time. I'll go slow and use plenty of lube.”

She trembled. She loved the sensation when he played with her ass. It was sensitive, and admittedly the naughty feeling of playing with her ass turned her on, but she was scared of the pain.

He pulled her up from her knees and kissed her gently. He slipped a finger between her thighs, pushed her panties to the side and slid a finger over her clit. Her pussy was completely wet. She could feel how slick she was as he slipped a finger on either side of her clit. She threw back her head and moaned loudly.

“I need to come, Reece. Please, stop playing with me.”

“Oh. I haven't even begun to play with you, my adorable slut.”

He picked her up, carrying her over to the bed. He laid her face down on it while he climbed on her. He pinned her to the bed with the full length of his body, kissing the back of her neck while he slipped a hand under her. The pressure of him against her back, ground her clit into his hand without either of them contributing consciously to the pressure.

She cried out at the exquisite pleasure that shot through her. She ground her pussy into his hand with a shaky groan, determined to have her orgasm.

He laughed against the skin of her neck, sending shivers through her. She loved when he paid attention to that spot on the back of her neck. It was enough to send her into fits of pleasure.

Reece shifted. She could hear the bedside drawer opening. He moved back, lifted her hips and spread her thighs.

“Open up for me. You're going to love this. I've seen how you respond to the plug and my fingers when we play there.”

“God, Reece. I can't believe you're going to push your cock in there. The plug hurts. How will something larger feel. Be easy. Please?”

“Just remember to relax. Enjoy the feel of what's happening and try not to anticipate that it will hurt. I'm going to make sure it doesn't.”

She nodded, but her body was completely tense anyway. She could feel it in the trembling of her muscles and the way her arousal was starting to recede.

Her hips were lifted, her thighs widened to give him access.

He tugged the plug gently out of her ass. At the feel of the plug leaving her ass, she let out a shaky breath. She concentrated on breathing deeply. The egg was still up to its vibrating, shaking inside her pussy.

A squishy, cold feeling told her that he was applying lube directly to her asshole. She relaxed her muscles, and she thought she did a good job in relaxing them until she felt something touch her and she flinched. Her whole body tightened.