Just That Easy (21 page)

“I highly doubt it.” She lifted up on her knees, bringing
her chest to his face level. “Lick them. God, I love your tongue, it’s so
soft.”

He couldn’t help the small groan he let loose when his mouth
reached for the tip of the breast closest to his face. He watched her as he
rolled his tongue over it, lifting it with the tip, flicking it, rolling a
circle around it. It stiffened beneath his tongue, grew dimpled and tight, and
he kept up the teasing.

When she started twisting against him, he moved to the other
one. Her little moans and cries were echoing through him as much as the walls
of the room, and he was raging hard for her again, as always.

Eventually he got around to sucking one of them into his
mouth, which made her hips buckle, he reached around and steadied her, and she
wrapped one hand around his neck.

“I wonder if I could make you come like this,” he whispered.

“Almost, I think.” It spurred her to move. She raised up,
undoing the button on her jeans. As he helped her push them down over her hips,
she grabbed his hand, pressing his fingers into her.

“God you are so wet.”

“Touch me, Grant. I don’t think I can stand it much longer.”

He smiled, watching her reach the point where her
satisfaction mattered more than thinking about what she did or said. “Then this
one will be hard and fast. Do you want more than that?” He slid his finger over
her clit, feeling the fresh gush of cream from inside her. He wanted to bury
his face in her, lick her until she screamed.

“Yes, god yes,” she whimpered, pushing harder into his hand.

Yes? Yes, lick her? No, yes she wanted more. Damn he was
losing it. “How much more, Teryn. How many times do you want me to make you
come? Tell me what to do.”

“As many as you can get out of me, god, Grant, bury your
fingers in me…please!”

He did, sliding two thick fingers deep into her, feeling the
creamy wetness flow down over his hand he stroked her inside and out, his thumb
pressing her clit as his tongue went back to circling her nipples, one, then
the other.

Catching her as she rocked forward, and he covered her
scream with his lips as she shuddered against him. “That’s one.” She fell
against his chest, and he leaned back into the front edge of the chair, pulling
her onto his lap.

“I was a little overwhelmed when I said that, I didn’t
mean—”

“Oh no, you gave me a command, and I’m going to obey it.
Besides, about time you learned what it feels like.”

“What
what
feels like?” Her eyes shot open.

He grinned at her.

“I know that look.”

“Yeah, baby, you do.”

“You look like that before you eat, too.” She wriggled
backward but he held her fast against him.

“Huh. Didn’t know that. But, uh, speaking of eating…” He
tugged her jeans down toward her knees, wrapping his arm around her waist, he
lifted her and pulled them the rest of the way off. “Your turn.” He rolled to
his side, taking her with him. He had scooped her up and put her in the chair
before her eyes got wide.

“Geez!”

He kept his hands tight on her hips, slowly leaning closer
and closer to her while he pulled her forward in the chair. “You love it when I
do that, don’t say you don’t.”

“Yeah, yeah. I do. So much for your alpha female theory.”
Her playful words countered the heated look in her half-closed eyes as she
watched his face leaning toward her thighs.

“No, my alpha girl just likes to have a strong mate, she
likes to be a little submissive now and then.” He better watch it, or he’d give
away his eventual plans for her to be just that.

He pulled her hips down until her perfect, round butt hung
just on the edge of the chair. “God you’re beautiful.” He wasn’t looking at her
face, and he watched as the blood rushed to her already deep-pink slit, so wet,
slick and warm, that hint of the smell of coconut hitting him. “Put your feet
on my shoulders.”

“I thought I was calling the shots?”

“You are. You told me to make you come as many times as I
could, so I am.”

“Wow, why do I suddenly feel like I’m in trouble.”

“Mmm…” He hummed into her as he leaned forward, licking
lightly at the creamy wetness coating her labia. “Depends on what you think
trouble is. If you think trouble is I’m going to make you come until I watch
you find that one point where you almost can’t take it, where it’s so good you
might actually black out, yeah, baby, you are in trouble. But I think you’ll
like it.” He slid a finger into her. “Will you? Like it I mean?”

He looked up at her, the green in her eyes was dark, hazy. A
distinctly male sense of satisfaction welled up in him. He did that to her. And
it mattered, more than it ever had before. He switched the positions of his
finger and his tongue, doing little figure eights on her clit with the pad of
his finger while he thrust his tongue into her in the same rhythm.

“It’s a fantasy. I’d love it if it were real.” She bit her
lip, her hips lifting into him as he lazily slid his tongue into her.

“What is?”

“Bliss orgasm.”

“No. It isn’t. You didn’t research enough.”

“It takes all kinds of Tantric weirdness, oh…god…and yoga,
and…oh…god…”

“If I can show you, will you like it? Like it that I can
make you surrender to me like that? No New Age bullshit required. I can get you
there.”

A short burst of panting cries came from her.

“God yes…yes I like it. And yes, I like it when you take
over, oh…please! Deeper, oh god fuck me with your fingers!” He obliged, quickly
moving his tongue to lap at her clit, so hard and thick it felt like a tiny
pebble jutting out from her skin. The revelation that she wanted him to be in
charge rocked through his entire body. It was so sweet to hear roll off her
lips.

A low whimper followed by several more, and then she floored
him.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this. I like it when you
overpower me, that you’re that strong. Please…that’s all I want.” She was
breathing hard now, her hips pushing her up harder into his mouth. Christ she
was going to make him come telling him how much she liked him to be in charge.

His fingers slid into her faster and harder, and his tongue
fixed itself like super glue to her clit, sliding around, over, up one side and
down the other in quick little circles. Damn if he wasn’t stroking that spot
inside her that made her want to throw her head back and unleash a flood of
profanity at how good it felt. She clamped her mouth shut instead,
instinctively knowing this was going to be hard and fast too. He seemed to have
something to prove today. Prove away, baby, prove away.

“Breath slow. In through the nose, out through the mouth.
Don’t tighten up either, push out.”

“Why?”

“Just do it.” His voice took on the tone of control, lost
the lover’s sweetness and gained an edge.

“God you’re bossy. Heaven help me I love it too. Oh!”

He sucked her clit between his lips, using his tongue to
slip over it while it was trapped there. She breathed. “You said no New Aged
bullshit…oh…my…god! Fuck!”

Then the flood of heat, sparks, burning needles, lava,
freaking anything on fire, crashed through her and she felt herself release
against his satisfied grin before she had even realized she was going to come
again.

“Two.”

“You’re going to kill me.” She managed to croak out after
the total-body clench passed into twitchy shudders.

“Not likely. Drive you crazy, yes.” He stood, bringing her
up with him, and then sat in the chair pulling her backward onto his lap. She
let her body flow with the power of his, he was gentle but strong. There was no
reason not to relax and let him do whatever he wanted. Right now, he owned her.

He kissed her neck, her shoulder, slid his hands over her
breasts then down her belly. It was an oddly comforting position, straddling
him backward, his hands wrapped protectively around her belly.

She could feel him too, constantly amazed at how big he was,
his cock pressed into her lower back so hard it seemed as if it had to hurt.
She felt limp, as if she had no muscle or bone left to hold her up. Brushing
off the anesthetized feeling, she slid back, wanting even more to feel him
slide between her legs, that heavy thickness filling her.

“Impatient much?” he whispered into her neck, licking a
trail down her spine as his hands slid her thighs apart, pulling her toward
him. His cock finally slid into view and he eased himself off slightly, nudging
against her with it. She felt him groan into her back, the scruff of his razor
stubble scraping her skin, his breath hot.

“Help me slide into you, baby.”

She looked down, amazed at the sight of him poised to enter
her, so clear, so up close and personal. Her hips bumped forward, the head
disappeared as she felt the hot sensation of his velvet skin slip into her ever
so slightly. “This is what you see…”

“Pretty amazing to watch it, isn’t it?” His voice was buried
against the back of her shoulder, and he brought his hands up to close around
her breasts.

She moved forward more, and lifted her weight slightly off
his hips, balancing on her toes and placing her hands on the arm of the chair
lifting slightly. Instinctively sensing if he could get traction… “Oh…god,
Grant.” She moaned as he followed her line of thinking and gave a quick thrust,
filling her to the hilt. It was gut-wrenching, to watch that big thing slide in
all the way, all while she was feeling her muscles, her already tender flesh
stretching to take him in. She couldn’t pull her eyes away as he slowly slid
back out of her, then pumped into her again. The sight twisted the pit of her
belly in knots, his fingers pinching her nipples on top of it was even more
intense.

His thrusts picked up speed, she could feel him stretch out
in the chair, pressing his back into the cushion for leverage, his long legs
planted firmly on the floor. He lifted her over and over while his cock slid in
and out, and she watched every single movement. His hand slid down her belly so
she could no longer see his cock sliding in and out of her, but the haze of
need that swept over her when his fingers started rubbing her clit created a
new diversion. She moaned, squirming in his lap. She had to fight to hold
still, lest she lose her position of actually watching him fuck her.

Arching forward, she kept her eyes focused on that spot,
mesmerized with the power of him thrusting in and out of her. God watching him
fuck her as she could feel it happening it was enough to make her lose her
mind, without even considering the multiple orgasms. Except another one was
rising up in her, she couldn’t believe he was making her feel this much, this
fast.

His hands rose around her to grip her thighs, spreading them
wide as his pumping thrusts got deeper.

“Rub your clit, Teryn, help me make you come.” He angled his
movements to hit that sweet spot inside her and the rush blasted through her.
Not an orgasm, not quite, but close. Almost like just before it hit but this
just kept going and going. She put her fingers to her clit, and once that
sensation started it took every fiber of her body to stay focused, watching
that magnificently talented cock slamming into her, seeing the gleaming slickness
that her own body caused on him.

Everything was heightened, sustained like the first moment
of vertigo but it didn’t leave, just kept rolling through her until she felt as
if she were falling. Like she was watching him slide in and out of her from a
distance. It couldn’t possibly get any more intense, but it did. Suddenly,
violently. Her body clenched, the hard, dark center of her body, that deep
space behind her clit that occupied the entire core of her womb shuddered,
blasted apart it seemed, flooded through her with a shockwave of every possible
sense she had, hearing it, tasting it, feeling it with every nerve.

He went rigid beneath her, and whether it was her heightened
senses or something else she felt every hot spurt of fluid as he came into her.
Shooting against her, coating the pulsing walls of her pussy, slipping out over
her, over him.

She collapsed backward, drenched in sweat, hair damp and
feeling every inch like there was no life left in her limbs.

“Three. And maybe that was the one.”

“If it wasn’t, call the paramedics on the next one.”

The laugh rolled from his chest and over her skin. As
gratifying as the light kisses he placed on her shoulder. “It was close, maybe
not quite long enough, and you’re still conscious.”

“Barely.”

His husky voice and warm breath ran over her skin as he
buried his face in her neck. “So, command me. Now what?”

“Bath.” Still collapsed back against him, the hope was he
could carry her there because her legs probably couldn’t.

“Hey, I like that one. Can I come?”

“That’s the idea, cowboy.”

Shifting his weight beneath her, he brought his arms up to
circle her waist. “I was wondering if we were ever going to get around to using
that tub.”

“I do love my bathtub.” It had been a luxury. She had spent
twice as much as she would have putting in a normal one, and the big, sunken
thing that could fit three people had required her to have the bathroom
enlarged to even fit it.
Yeah, why exactly haven’t we been in there yet?

He lifted up, scooping her with him.

“I was hoping you were going to carry me?”

“Oh hell yeah. My woman likes it when I’m a caveman. Can’t
walk, can you?”

She had to giggle at that one. “Damn too smart man, you are.
No, I don’t think so.”

“You like that too.”

“I know. I like way too many things.” Rubbing her cheek on
his chest, she felt the warmth of his skin, the rough brush of the hair there
against her face. It was comforting, but her mind still started moving in the
wrong direction.