Legally Bound (10 page)

“Not if I can help it.” Reaching up, he skimmed
his hand down the long line of her back and heard her release a long exhale.
That’s what he needed from her, to breathe out the tension. He positioned
himself on the bed beside her and tried to lighten the mood. “I am a lawyer
after all—fucking people in the ass is my expertise.”

A whimsical, musical stream of laughter tumbled
out of her and she craned her head to look at him. The cheeky smile she flashed
nearly stopped his heart and he suddenly realized the power she wielded over
him. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, Eve was getting to him. Perhaps she
had always gotten to him.

“Well,” she said, smiling as she rested her head
back down, “given we’re both lawyers, this should be a cakewalk.”

“Mmm. Hopefully so,” he said, running a hand over
the swell of her ass and then pressing his middle finger between her cheeks. “Given
I’m not sure how much longer I can wait to fuck this tight little hole.”

“Oh God, Donavan.” Her entire body trembled as he
slid his hand lower and cupped her slippery cunt. He would have liked to hear
her call him Master, but they’d made a certain amount of progress and he didn’t
want to take the chance of pushing her too far, too fast. With any luck, by the
end of the night she would be willing to take that step.

Unable to keep his mouth from her any longer,
Donavan kissed the gentle slope of her neck, raking his teeth lightly over the
exposed, sensitive skin while dipping two fingers between her glistening folds.
So soft. So responsive. Her cleft throbbed under his fingers and she whispered
a curse as he teased and toyed with her engorged clit. He pinched and rolled it
gently while grazing his mouth from the base of her neck, down between his shoulder
blades. His lips paused at the small of her back. Still playing with her clit,
he carefully turned his body, repositioning himself for a better angle.

He was looking up the length of her instead of
down now, and the sight of her bare bottom vulnerable for his taking had him
fighting off a groan. He couldn’t lose control now. Not with something like
this. He needed to take things slow.

Attentively, he worked his fingers up, down, and
around her swollen cleft until her tummy lifted from the bed, arching her back
toward the ceiling. Eve moaned, and the sound couldn’t have pleased him more.

This is where he needed her, barely balanced on
the edge of an orgasm.

He reached for the bottle of lube and then
drizzled a slow stream between her ass cheeks. His hand was shaking as if she
weren’t the only one doing this for the first time. The truth was he had to
have gone through these steps countless times with countless other women, only
this time seemed…different.

You’re not just going through
the motions anymore, Carver. This woman means something to you.

That she does, Donavan silently admitted, and
because of it, he fully intended on pleasuring her not only to feed his ego but
maybe because he wanted her to feel the same toward him.

“It’s so cold,” she whispered.

“It won’t be for long. I promise.” The lube he’d
chosen warmed with friction. Soon her ass hole would be heated and tingling and
ready for penetration.

Using only the tips of his fingers, Donavan drew
slow, lazy circles over her puckered bud and relished how it clenched and
unclenched. A shudder rumbled through him. Her reaction near mirrored his, only
she followed her shudder with a groan. The husky sound flooded his ears and his
balls pulled tight against his body. She was ready. So ready.

He pressed the tip of one finger to her anus. Eve’s
body instantly tensed.

“Relax,” he murmured, and she gradually softened.
“That’s my girl. Now take a deep breath, slowly.”

On her inhale, he steadily eased his finger
inside her snug hole. She accepted him, inch by inch. The soft, spongy tissue
throbbed around his finger as he slowly, carefully pistoned in and out. Each
time he pressed a little deeper and a little farther until her anus relaxed
enough to take him to the hilt. In response, Eve moaned into her arms and
rocked her hips backward. It was exactly the reaction he was looking for.

“Take another deep breath for me, Eve.”

She did as he asked and he proceeded with a
second finger, but this time she eagerly pressed back, taking it all at once.
She hissed out a sigh and Donavan shook his head. Naughty, naughty girl. Always
trying to take the lead. Now with both fingers fully inside her hole, he
glanced down and as expected, he saw her toes curled and the muscles in her
legs snapped tight.

“Easy,” he coaxed, keeping his movements slight
to give her time to get used to the new pressure. “You can’t rush this.”

“I can’t help it,” she breathlessly replied. “I
never imagined it feeling so good.”

“Oh, it’s about to get a hundred times better.”
With his free hand, Donavan reached for one of the toys he’d chosen—the small
silver bullet had always been a personal favorite. A low hum filled the air
seconds before he skimmed it over her swollen clit.

“Oh God,” she choked out and her sphincter pulsed
violently around his fingers. “If you use that I’m going to come.”

“No you’re not,” he contradicted and slid the
vibrator mercilessly between her slick folds. “You don’t have my permission to
come yet.”

She panted and gave a frantic shake of her head.
He knew she was trying her best to obey, but he didn’t ease up on the sexual
torment. Instead, he decided to turn up the heat. Spreading his fingers apart,
Donavan gently stretched her ass hole while dipping the tip of the bullet
inside her cunt. Simultaneously, he rotated his fingers in her ass and the toy
in the entrance of her dripping pussy. Her head snapped back and a moan tumbled
out of her. Oh yes. She was telling him the absolute truth. She was going to come.

“Eve,” he warned in a low tone. “If you come
without permission, I swear I’ll chain you to this bed and start all over from
the beginning.”

“No! No, please. Don’t do that,” she begged and
he almost felt bad for her. Almost.

Orgasm denial was a technique he used often.
Right now, Eve was fine taking two fingers in her ass but his cock would be a
different story. For her to enjoy anal, he needed her absolutely on fire before
beginning. Bringing her up then back down again, building her orgasm stronger
and stronger each time was the perfect way to ensure that she was in the right
frame of mind.

“You’re not going to come until my cock is in
this tight fucking hole,” he gently thrust his fingers to punctuate his demand.
“Do you understand me, Eve?”

She answered with another husky moan and clutched
wildly at the pillow under her arms. It wasn’t exactly verbal compliance but it
would have to do. On the plus side, her ass hole was finally relaxed enough
that he could take the next step. Loosening his grip on the vibrator, he let
the bullet slip inside her pussy so that only the thin cord dangled out between
her legs. Then he withdrew his fingers from her anus.

“Get on your knees,” he said. Hearing the rough
sound of his voice Donavan knew that the Dom in him was now fully in control,
which meant he needed to fuck her. Soon.

Silently, with her body quivering, she rose onto
all fours while he slathered a medium sized black anal plug in lube.

“Put your head down, but keep your ass in the
air.”

“Like this?” She lowered her head and shoulders
to the bed and to his surprise, linked her fingers behind her at the small of
her back. Seeing her in such a submissive position, his cock slammed against
the towel so hard the damned thing nearly fell right off.

“Exactly. Like. That.” Trying desperately to
focus, he climbed behind her. His chest tightened with anticipation. His entire
body shook with need. This time, he couldn’t prevent his primal growl from
surfacing. Her wet, beautiful slit shimmered and shined at him like the goddamn
gates of heaven. Humble servant or not…he planned on entering within the next
ten minutes.

Don’t come, Eve told herself as the toy Donavan had
inserted vibrated and pulsed between the inner walls of her pussy.
Just don’t
come.
To tell herself that was one thing but to accomplish it was another.

A bead of sweat trickled down her temple while her
tummy muscles quivered and tightened, warning she was seconds away from climax.

“I’m going to love fucking this ass.” Donavan
smoothed his palms over her bare bottom and then dragged his thumbs up and down
her wet slit. Eve wriggled and sank her teeth into her lower lip as the rough
pads of his fingers skimmed over her silky flesh. Eventually he stopped
directly at her anus then pressed the tips of his thumbs inside her puckered
hole. A flash of fire licked over her face, breasts, and legs while he gently
stretched her open.

“Please,” she choked out. “I can’t wait any
longer.” She needed to feel his hips thrusting, his cock pounding and claiming
her.

“Soon.”

The tip of something that wasn’t his fingers or
his cock pushed against her wet hole and Eve inhaled a long, steady breath.
Smooth. Silky. Slightly curvy? It was definitely an anal plug Donavan was
inching inside her now. Far larger than two fingers, but smaller than his cock,
Eve’s ass hole pulsed and clenched around the sleek rubber. At the intense
pressure, she clasped one hand around her opposite wrist on her lower back and
bit her lip harder.

“Steady, sweetheart. We’re almost there.” His
palm rubbed over her bottom in slow, comforting circles.

“It’s so intense,” she whispered. “I’m not sure I
can take that all.”

“Maybe this will help.”

“Oh my God,” Eve jolted as the vibrations from
the bullet came faster and harder. Before reaching the tail end of her moan,
her ass hole accepted the remaining length of the plug, almost sucking it
inside until its circular stopper pressed flush against her cheeks. Tremors
carried through her fleshy internal wall and sent her into a new dimension of
ecstasy. Shaking, her eyes rolled back and the muscles in her thighs tightened.
She flexed her wrists and her eyes widened just seconds before a raw,
uninhibited sound scraped up her throat.

“Oh—no—coming!” Her head thrashed from side to
side like a woman possessed.

“No. You’re not.” The hard, sharp contact of
Donavan’s palm cracked down across her ass and knew sensation exploded through
her. The sting caused her ass hole and pussy to violently throb around the plug
and vibrator, but he was right, she didn’t come. Instead, the tingling
distracted her enough to keep her climax at bay for another few seconds.

“You’ll only come when I tell you to come,” he
added in a low tone, and then followed up with another firm swat across her
ass. This time he spanked her so hard Eve’s back took on an inhumane curve and
she buried her face in the pillow to muffle the scream.

“Now, tell me what you want, Eve?” His voice was a
harsh whisper against her ear. He was leaning over her now, the warmth of his
chest and torso radiating into her back. “Tell me what you want,” he demanded.

Panting and reeling, Eve shook her head. “Your
cock. I want you to fuck me with your cock.”

“And where do you want me to fuck you, hmm?” He
reached back and gripped a handful of her ass. “Say it, Eve. I want to hear you
say it.”

Could she really say such a thing out loud? Never
in a million years would she have predicted begging Donavan Carver to put his
cock in her ass. She continued the mental debate in her chaotic mind and he
fisted his fingers in her hair . He jerked her head back and warm breath
coasted over her face as he brushed his mouth lightly up and down her cheek.

“Say. It.”

Laboring short, sharp breaths and vibrating, Eve
stared at the headboard and searched for her voice through relentless sensation.

“I…I want you to fuck me in the ass,” she
whispered.

“Mmm, good girl.” Donavan murmured and nipped
lightly at her earlobe. “Relax for me. Long exhale.”

He crouched onto his knees behind her then
carefully, slowly withdrew the anal plug. Her anus throbbed with the absence of
the thick rubber toy and her clit tingled as the cord from the vibrating
bullet, hummed and teased her silky cleft. Desperately, she fought off wave
after wave of sensation, trying hard to prevent her orgasm before he commanded
it.

Beyond the hum of the vibrator, she distinctively
heard the rustle of plastic before he tossed an empty condom wrapper onto the
floor.

“Hurry,” she panted. “Please.”

A low, guttural groan slipped past Donavan’s lips
and although he’d exhibited an endless reservoir of willpower over the last
half hour, something in his tone told her that reservoir just ran out.

He snaked an arm under her tummy and Eve sucked
in a harsh breath. Her heart pounded. Her thighs quivered. She was rocking on
her knees now, unable to remain still as electricity sang through her tightly
strung limbs.

“Don’t move,” he whispered and tightened his grip
on her waist. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

At this point, she didn’t care if it hurt. She
didn’t care if the entire room was on fire around them. She needed him. Now.