ForbiddentoSeduce (3 page)

This was the extent of her weakness for him. She should be
asking him what made him come back to her but reality had no place in her
fantasy and right now. Ryan touching her was her fantasy and ruining it never
crossed her mind.

His large calloused hands cupped her breasts, rolling her
nipples between his fingers until she thought they couldn’t get any harder.

“God, you’re beautiful.” He lowered his head and took one
hot peak into his mouth again and she combusted just like the first time. He
sucked her hard, taking her deep.

“I want to make love to you slowly but…” he said against her
breast, his voice hoarse and rough. He slipped his hand between her thighs, his
palm slid across her sensitive clit before he cupped her folds and sent a spasm
of contractions through her. She cried out at the light but searing contact of
his hand. She pulled his hair as he suckled on her nipple, rougher this time.

“I just want to do this to you now. I want to make you mine
and I can’t go slow. But trust me, Leah. I won’t hurt you more than I need to.
I promise.” He locked his gaze with hers and waited for her to nod. She loved
him so much, even more than her pride, clearly. When he left her after tonight,
she’d still have this one more memory of him and if she never fell in love
again, she’d be okay with those memories. She’d have done anything he asked no
matter what it entailed as long as he continued touching her. As long as he
made love to her. Even out of pity.

She’d worry about the consequences tomorrow.

He removed his t-shirt and then covered her body with his.
Leah opened her mouth for him then ran her hand down his muscular chest to his
eight-pack and sighed in pleasure. So much man.

“Open my jeans,” he commanded, lifting his body a little
away from hers. Leah unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his zipper as he
kissed her lips and ran his tongue along her jaw. She slipped her hand inside
his boxer-briefs and sizzled at the heat of his skin, the rock-solidness of his
cock.

He dropped his forehead to her collarbone when she swiped
her thumb over his wet head and then sucked that same thumb into her mouth.

“Condom?” he asked.

Should she take comfort in the fact that he wasn’t whipping
one out from his back pocket? Should she tell him she was on the Pill? But
would that trigger something that would make him stop, especially if he figured
she had gone on the Pill for him? Better not chance it. She stretched her body
up, twisting it slightly to reach into her bedside drawer for a supply she had
bought long ago on the spur of the moment. Hoping for a “spur of the moment”
moment.

He stood and removed the rest of his clothes then tore the
package open with his teeth and slipped it over his cock. Boy, what a cock.

He bent over her and Leah raised her hips and shivered in
pleasure as he inserted his finger into her.

“You’re so wet,” he murmured. He removed his finger and
sucked it into his mouth, licking it clean. God, he made her feel so hot and
dirty. “Now, Leah. I can’t wait. Hold on to me, angel.”

The thick head of his cock stroked her entrance, once,
twice, and on the third caress he pushed in. Leah’s head lifted off the pillow.
She arched her back, one hand held on desperately to his nape, while the nails
of the other dug into his shoulder. Instinctively she closed her legs around
his waist.

“Don’t. Open your legs. Let me in.”

She shook her head, biting her lip until she tasted her own
blood. It felt as if he were killing her.

“I’m sorry.” He forced his way in, filling her completely.
She couldn’t breathe. Her heart threatened to fly out of her chest. She lay
rigid beneath him. He raised himself, his hands on either side of her head,
staying still inside her. “Move.”

Leah stared into his eyes, so fiercely green his gaze burned
into her soul. Slowly she felt her anguish dissipate.

“Move me inside you.”

She tilted her hips just a little. He was really inside her.
Ryan Redford was really inside her body. The man she loved with all her heart
and soul. She moved again and his cock warmed her flesh, making her wetter.

“That’s it, Leah.”

She touched his cheek, could feel the tiny strip of control
he had left wavering, loving him even more for restraining himself when she
could see all he wanted was to fuck her. She increased her pace. Her body
stretched to its fullest, accommodating him as deep inside her as he could go.
Her pain and pleasure meshed together and euphoria blazed inside her.

“Ah fuck. Easy, angel.” He tried to raise himself even
farther away from her. She writhed beneath him, wildly, clutching on to his
cock with her all might, squeezing him inside her. He gritted his teeth, swore
again and again. Then he brought himself up on his knees with her in his lap,
her legs on either side of his waist while she still stayed on her back. His
fingers melded into the flesh of her ass and he fucked her, hard, possessively.

She cried out and came as he flicked his thumb over her
swollen clit, her contractions like nothing she felt before when she came,
because he was inside her. He yanked her up, her breasts smashed against his
chest. One hand gathered and pulled her hair back. His other cupped her face.

“You’re so lovely and I can’t wait to come inside you.” His
raspy voice, hoarse and rough, washed over her. She felt his body solidify. His
cock expanded and got even harder. And then she felt him pumping inside her.
Furious thrusts that turned her on more as he came. She held him to her breasts
while he shuddered in her arms.

Leah didn’t want the moment to end. She didn’t want him to
come to his senses and realize his mistake.

He lifted his head and brushed his thumb over her lips, his
cock still embedded in her body. She winced when he touched the part where her
teeth had broken her skin. He leaned in and laved his tongue over it, so
softly, so gently. The sweet lull after her powerful orgasm beckoned sleep. She
rested her cheek against his chest, allowing the drowsiness to close her eyes.
But as soon as she drifted off, she awoke with a start. If she fell asleep,
would he lay her down on her pillow and slip out of her room, out of her life.
The thought punctured her heart.

“Again, Ryan. I want you to do it to me again.” She moved up
and down his cock, begging him to grow harder inside her.

“Angel, take it easy.”

“Now, Ryan, fuck me again. Harder this time. Please.”

“You’re going to hurt yourself. You’ll be tender for a
little while at least.”

“No, I’m not. I’m fine. I can take it.” Annoying tears slid
down her face.

“Leah?” His dark brows knotted at the center of his
forehead.

“Fuck me, dammit.” She banged against his chest.

In answer, he disengaged himself from her, toppled her over
onto her back and towered over her.

“Relax. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Yes, you are. You only came back out of pity.”

“Is that what you really think?”

“Isn’t it?”

“No, it isn’t.”

“You felt sorry for me, for still being a virgin at my
ridiculous age and you were doing me a favor, like I asked, and now you’re
leaving.”

“I’m here because I want to be here. For five years I have
dreamed about nothing else but fucking you and after I touched you, and felt
how wet you were, I couldn’t stay away, and trust me I tried. Fuck, I tried to
stay away from you. And even after making love to you, I still need more of
you.”

He really wanted her?

“Prove it.”

“What?”

“Prove how much you still want me.” A brazen streak
emboldened her. She arched her back, her legs parted even wider. Her nipples
peaked. He lifted away from her, his jaw clenching, his cock expanding in the
condom he still wore. He pushed away. Panic seized her as he slipped into her
bathroom. But it was short-lived. He returned in all his naked splendor, sans
the condom, and stood at the foot of her bed once more, a sexy smile on his
face. She closed her eyes in bliss.

“Open your legs.”

Leah obeyed at once.

“That’s it, baby, open wider. I want to see right up your
pussy before I put this inside you.” How did he get his hands on her vibrator
without her seeing him do it? He put his palm flat against her pussy and rubbed
her up and down. She started to thrash from side to side. With just that touch
of his, she felt an orgasm build and gather until she was tracking it down with
mad fervor. At the brink of her escape, he removed his hand. She whimpered when
he stood and gazed at her for a couple of minutes, waiting until she had
settled down a bit. Then he tongued her, up and down. Leah licked her lips, but
just as she began to run with her climax again, he took his mouth away.

“Ryan!” She shouted his name in sheer frustration, then had
the wind momentarily knocked from her as Ryan flipped her around with
effortless ease to her hands and knees. She threw a look at him over her
shoulder, her hair falling across her face, and shuddered in delicious
anticipation as Ryan loomed over her body, violently sexy, utterly gorgeous.

He leaned over her, his cock thick and fierce pressing into
the heat of her ass cheeks, his lips kissing her shoulders.

“Leah, I’m going to do things to you that are going to have
you screaming. Any last requests?”

“Hmm…just one,” she said as his cock nudged the tight bud of
her ass and his hand sneaked around so her breast nestled itself in his palm.
“Don’t stop.”

He lifted up, tall and erect behind her, his one hand never
leaving her breast. “I don’t plan to,” he said, pulling and pinching her
nipple. “Does that sweet pussy of yours like that?”

She moaned in delight then raised herself so her back rested
against his chest as he continued his sweet torture of both her nipples. Her
gaze collided instantly with their image in a mirror opposite her bed.
Reflected within the intricately detailed, heavy, gold-framed mirror, she saw raw
sexual desire in both their faces.

Ryan’s tanned, powerfully muscled thigh
jutted through the juncture of her own, his large hands honing the hard centers
of her breasts. But what she thrilled to, and was simultaneously shy about, was
that her pussy lips, swollen and wanton, hugged his thigh, which glistened from
the sleek liquid pleasure that ran from her and trickled down his muscle. She
couldn’t stand the thought of having to wait to come again.

She rocked her hips, titillating her clit into coming. He pulled
back slightly and she wailed in protest.

“Slide those lovely fingers of yours into your pussy. Can
you do that, Leah?”

She hesitated for a second. He pulled a little harder on one
of her nipples before he let it loose and then slapped her breast. She quaked.
She loved it.

“Do it.”

She stuck her fingers into her folds and moaned as her cream
covered her hand, her heart exploding in her chest.

“Rub your clit. That’s it, harder, baby,” Ryan said.

She used one finger to caress her nub, knowing he was as turned-on
as she was just by watching her touch herself. He took her other hand, brought
it to her breast, and immediately she began pulling and pinching her nipple.
With his hand free, he thrust three fingers into her and she slid down on them
greedily, though never stopping the rubbing of her clit. What a sight they
made—two pairs of hands working her body to bring her such exquisite pleasure.

Ryan exhaled as she came as if he’d been holding his breath
the whole time. “I’m going to fuck more and more orgasms out of you, angel.” He
forced her onto her knees and hands again. And even though she was weak and
trembling, he didn’t abate. His fingers went scissoring inside her wet pussy.
Her body climbed and pursued that feeling of bliss again in spite of being tired.
“You’re so fucking hot, Leah.”

Just as she was on the brink of coming again, he removed his
fingers and stuffed the vibrator into her, already turned on to its fullest
setting. Mammoth sensations erupted inside her channel. It shocked and
electrified her, and when she became accustomed to the coolness of it compared
with Ryan’s hot cock, she wriggled above it and enjoyed the buzzing and
whirring inside her.

“Fuck it, Leah.” He reached around to her breast and
tenderly massaged the budded tip. The contrast of what was going on inside her
and Ryan’s sudden gentle hand on her nipple took her to the cliff and set her
on the edge.

Ryan’s blood began to boil inside his veins, but God, Leah
was like a queen the way she rode that toy. Watching her ass bob up and down as
she did was a turn-on like no other. That ass of hers, all smooth, silken skin
covering those sexy globes, drove him crazy. He slipped the vibrator completely
out, plunged two fingers inside and scooped as much of her cream as possible,
and then replaced the vibrator quickly. He used his fingers as a brush, her
cream as paint, her ass as a canvas, going between her cheeks and following the
trail with his lips. When he pressed his tongue to her ass, she convulsed,
screamed and came.

But he felt too hot to handle, his dick too thick and heavy,
those sensational cries of hers, her wet cavern, that fuckable ass, all killing
him. He reached for another condom.

“Don’t. I’m on the Pill. I didn’t tell you before because… I
want you inside me, Ryan, naked.”

Her words unleashed the last remnants of control his beast
held in check. He pulled out the vibrator and drove straight into her, impaling
her so she bucked and dropped to the bed, flat on her stomach. He snaked a hand
around her waist, brought her up again and clutched her hips in a tight hold.
She let him fuck her as rough as he wanted. The skin on her luscious hips
turned an erotic crimson under his hands.

“Ryan…I want you to come in my mouth—”

“Ah fuck, Leah,” he rasped, his balls already tightening,
his veins already filled with white-hot blood. He didn’t stand a chance of
resisting. She moved away from him and he could do nothing but slip out of her
and stand and watch. With amazing speed, she kneeled before him, opened her
mouth and took him in deep. He came straight away, pumping his cum into her
mouth, his fingers on her throat, feeling her swallow it down and that made him
come even more. She left him weak-kneed. No woman had ever made him feel that
way.