In a Dark Embrace (6 page)

As soon as the elevator doors closed his mouth descended and both hands went to her breasts, cupping them through the thin fabric of the dress.

“I want to tear this little black scrap off you,” he whispered.

“Please don’t. I like this dress.”

He growled and kissed her again.

She heard the elevator door open and someone say, “Oh, excuse me.” The doors closed again. The person did not get in.

Lee pushed Jeremy away and giggled. “Behave.”

“Two more minutes. I’ll behave for exactly two more minutes.”

She nodded. That should be enough time to get him into her place.

Luck, or Alicia, conspired against her. Just as she was putting her key in the lock Alicia stepped out into the hallway. She was holding a small Tupperware container.

“Lee, do me a favor? Can I borrow some coffee? I’m out and not in the mood to walk all the way down to Starbucks.” Her eyes roamed over Jeremy.

“Yeah, sure,” Lee said, figuring it would be quicker to give Alicia what she wanted. She opened the door and tugged Jeremy inside. Alicia stepped through as well.

“Aren’t you going to introduce me?” the blonde woman asked.

Lee yelled names over her shoulder as she dashed into the kitchen to fetch the requested coffee. She returned and held out Alicia’s filled container. Jeremy came up behind her. He was radiating his arousal so strongly Lee’s vision blurred.

“Time’s up,” he said and lifted her hair with one hand while the other snaked around to lie on her stomach. She felt him lick the back of her neck. Her hand shook.

“Take the damn coffee already,” she growled at Alicia, who was watching the show with delight.

“Right. The coffee,” Alicia said absently. She took the container but didn’t seem inclined to leave.

“Good night, Alicia,” Lee said pointedly.

“Mmm, yes. I should go, I suppose. Have fun, darling. And it was so nice to meet you, Jeremy.”

He mumbled something but didn’t lift his head.

Lee managed to escape his arms long enough to lock the door behind Alicia. Then she was shoved up against the hard wood by Jeremy. He lifted her off the floor and the dress rode up over her hips as her legs went around his waist. His kiss was impatient and demanding—tongue and teeth and lips all trying to devour her mouth. She felt him brush aside the fabric of her dress and wrap fingers around her left breast. Then his hand moved lower and, ignoring the little scrap of her panties, sank into her cunt.

“You need to be more than wet, my witch,” he growled near her ear, “because I intend to ram into you so hard you can feel my cock in your mouth.”

Squirming to get sufficient distance, Lee undid his pants and slipped a hand inside, freeing his long, hard cock from the silk boxers. “I’m ready for you now.”

He groaned. “Should I fuck you right here, against the door?”

“We could start here.” She didn’t want to wait another second before feeling him inside her. The mix of textures and sensations, the hot skin of his cock pressed against her silky dress, long fingers stroking her cunt, the rough cotton of his shirt against her bare arms and exposed breast made Lee tremble with passion.

Jeremy was just as eager and, at her consent, drove himself into her. Lee’s back slammed against the door with a loud thud. A distant part of her wondered what they must sound like out in the hallway. Then she was gasping and trying to stifle her cries of pleasure. Having sex while mostly clothed, the stilettos still on her feet, gave the act an edge of desperation. She had never reached climax so fast. Her legs tightened around Jeremy and her back arched as she orgasmed, teeth clenched to hold in the screams.

Jeremy lifted her off his still-erect penis and put her on the ground. He stepped back to pull off his shoes and remove his pants. She remained dressed, instead focusing on undoing the buttons of his shirt. When he was stripped naked Jeremy took her hand and marched them straight into the bedroom.

“Nice bed,” he said as he sat down on the wide mattress and pulled her between his legs. His mouth clamped over the nipple still jutting out of the bodice of her dress.

She moaned and her fingers dug into his scalp. After a moment Lee pushed him away, grabbed hold of the dress and tugged it up. She really didn’t want it to get ripped. The tiny panties followed. Naked except for the black stockings and shocking silver heels, she climbed onto Jeremy’s lap.

His slick, hot cock slid into her and she smiled at the deep pleasure it gave her. Lee moved her hips, slowly grinding against him as she pulled his face to hers for a long, passionate kiss. The small, subtle movements of him inside her and the feel of his hands caressing her breasts were sweet torture. It teased her without offering satisfaction. She could sense that he was leashing his driving needs to prolong the experience. Lee restrained her own urgings and gave up her will to his. She would hold out as long as he did.

His hands moved to her sides and urged her back, which allowed his mouth to move down to her breasts. Lee draped herself over his arm and, secure in that hold, she planted her shoes firmly on the bed and levered her body up slightly then dropped slowly down along his shaft. She held still and let the reverberations of pleasure move through her. Then she did it again. Minutes passed with her riding the wave of each slow thrust until it faded.

Jeremy’s control broke. His teeth clamped down on a nipple, shooting pain into her pleasure. “I can’t wait anymore, maddening witch. I have to fuck you hard.”

“Yes, oh yes,” she cried out.

Jeremy complied by lifting her off his lap and onto the floor.

“Stand by the end of the bed and lean over,” he directed. “I think those wicked heels of yours make you the perfect height for this.”

Lee followed his directions and took hold of the bedpost as he moved in behind her. Large hands grabbed her firmly by the hips and a throbbing hot cock was shoved up between her slightly parted legs. Jeremy was beyond all constraints and rammed himself into her while he growled like a beast. He was right, the shoes made them almost the perfect height, although his hard, piston-like fucking nearly lifted her off her feet with each thrust. It was a delicious, piercing agony and Lee moaned loudly. Her obvious pleasure stoked his fires even higher and the last remnants of Jeremy’s control broke. With a final deep thrust he grunted out a strangled howl. Her shriek was cut off by his hand landing over her mouth.

She fell back and collapsed against his heaving chest, feeling drained of all desire to move. Their bodies were slick with sweat.

Lee opened her eyes. “That was wonderful,” she purred.

“You are wonderful. Your body. Your spirit,” he whispered into her ear.

She felt the emotion pouring out of him. His pleasure, his gratitude, his yearning. It threatened to drown her.

“Jeremy, please…”

“Please what? You’ll have to wait a little longer if you’re still horny. Not even werewolves recuperate that quickly.”

The bright stream of humor cut off the flood of deeper feelings and she chuckled in relief. “I can wait until morning.”

“That long?” he whined.

“I’m a mere mortal. I need to get some sleep.” She sighed and moved away from him. “And I have to work tomorrow. Not ‘til eleven though so we will have some time.”

“Okay. I’ll be good and let you sleep.”

When she climbed into bed after washing up Jeremy snuggled in close and nuzzled her shoulder. She felt his tongue give her a lick then he dropped off to sleep. Must be a wolf talent, she thought dryly, being able to fall asleep at the drop of a hat. She needed a bit more time to sort through her thoughts and feelings.

Lee relaxed to the sound of his steady breathing and contemplated her werewolf. He had surprised her this evening. Their dinner had gone far better than she’d dared hope. He had dressed and acted entirely appropriately. His wildness had been kept firmly under control, almost hidden. They had talked easily and he had proven knowledgeable about a wide range of subjects. There had been none of the awkwardness she expected from a first date. He had passed with flying colors.

Lee decided she liked the man. Sure, there were things about him that would drive her crazy. His domineering, possessive streak was going to be a battleground. But she was drawn to strong men so there were always battles in her relationships. It added spice to the mix. And this werewolf was spicier, hotter and more damn fascinating than anyone she had ever met. Lee smiled. This was going to be interesting…not to mention exhausting.

Chapter
Five

Jeremy woke up with the ripe smell of Lee’s body filling his nose. He was wrapped around her, his face pressed against her shoulder. Breathing in her scent, feeling her body’s rounded curves, his erection came quickly. He glanced at the alarm clock on her bedside table, only just after eight in the morning. Good. They had time. Slowly he untangled limbs and shifted away from her. She grunted a little but remained asleep. Jeremy got out of bed and pulled on his pants and shirt.

Lee’s apartment suited her, he thought. Neat, comfortable, quietly fashionable but without excesses or clutter of any kind. A dark blue sofa dominated the living room. The coffee table, TV cabinet and bookshelves were wood and had clean, simple lines. A dining table was tucked into the corner off her compact kitchen. He could see a large balcony through the glass doors at the other end of the room and the vista of the city spread out before him.

It only took a minute to find Lee’s keys. Jeremy let himself out.

He returned a short while later and went directly into the bedroom. Lee was still asleep. He smiled, handcuffs and a black silk scarf dangling from his right hand. His cock was already rock-hard and throbbing in anticipation.

Lee was certain to wake up while he cuffed her so there was no point trying to be subtle about it. Her bed was perfect for this sort of game—the headboard was made up of many small bars. He quickly pulled her hands over her head and snapped the cuffs around slender wrists. Jeremy wondered if she did this kind of thing often. He shook off the image of Lee with another man before the jealousy took hold. Her eyes opened but he got the blindfold on before she was really awake.

“Jeremy?” Her voice was uncertain.

He climbed off the bed and started removing his clothing. “Yes.”

“What are you doing?”

“Undressing.”

“Oh. And then what?”

“Then I play with you until you beg me for release. At which time I may or may not give it to you, depending on how nicely you ask.”

Her lips curled up into a small smile and she wriggled into a more comfortable position. Jeremy stood at the foot of the bed and relished the sight of her bound and waiting for his pleasure. She kicked off the covers that still lingered around her hips then shifted so that she was directly in his line of sight. Slowly, provocatively, she opened her legs. Damn her. Of course his witch knew where he stood, could probably sense every tremor of excitement that washed over him. He chuckled.

“You’re a beautiful sight, my wild witch. Do you want me to touch you there?”

“Yes,” she breathed out the word in a soft hiss. Then added, “Pretty please.”

Jeremy moved to the side of the bed. He ran his fingers slowly up her leg, stroked the curly hairs of her pussy then started down the other leg. She growled. He ignored her and continued his leisurely progress. This time he came up the inside of her thigh, hesitated then brushed lightly across the lips of her vagina before moving on. On the next pass his thumb pierced her but only slightly. It took several more passes before he sank a finger into her and stroked her clitoris. She moaned. He withdrew his hand.

“Damn you, Jeremy, go back.”

“That doesn’t sound like begging to me,” he said.

“Please go back?”

“Not good enough.”

He placed a hand over each breast and toyed with the erect nipples. She had great tits. Not big but firm and rounded. Bending down, he licked first one nipple then the other. She arched her back to push the breast into his mouth. Desire shot through him like lightning. His lips closed over her and he moved a hand down to her cunt. Lee squirmed, trying to force his fingers inside her. Jeremy lifted his hand.

“Please, Jeremy, please,” she begged.

“Please what? What is it you want me to do to you?”

“Put your fingers inside me, stroke my cunt.”

Almost he obeyed her. She was so fucking sexy. “No. I don’t think so.”

She snarled in frustration. Then took a deep breath. “Please put a finger inside me, please, my sexy wolf. I want to feel you so badly. I need you. Please.”

He inserted a finger into her cunt and rubbed the swollen nub. His mouth found the hollow by her hipbone. Licking and nibbling, he slowly moved his face nearer to her center.

“Oh yes. Please, your tongue too. Please, Jeremy, will you put your tongue into my cunt?”

She was getting the hang of it. He gave her what she wanted. When she was just about to peak he got off the bed and surveyed her again. She writhed and growled, very much like a wolf. Jeremy could barely stand it. She was the sexiest damn thing he had ever seen. His hand went to his cock and he pumped himself as he watched her squirm on the bed.

“This is torture. Delicious torture,” she said in a hoarse voice. “What do you want me to do, my demanding wolf?”

“I want you to take me in your mouth.” Jeremy got onto his hands and knees over top of her. He lowered his crotch down. Her tongue brushed his cock at the same time as his mouth found her cunt. He groaned with pleasure and burrowed deeper into her. She gasped and he could feel the trembling of her body. Only hot breath bathed his cock. Jeremy lifted his head.

“Get back to work, little witch, or I stop too.”

“Yes. Yes. Sorry.” Her mouth gobbled him up with great slobbering kisses.

He enjoyed the sensation for a while then put his head down again and rewarded her efforts. When she started to buck and moan he pulled away and sat up. He curbed his own raging desire and stroked her hair gently.

“Please, Jeremy. Please fuck me now. I’m begging you. My cunt is on fire. Please give me your cock. Please, my wolf, take me any way you want.”