Lucia Jordan's Four Series Collection: Chosen, Whipped, Lick, Risk (14 page)

She moved lower and slipped two digits into her opening.  She couldn’t believe how wet she was, which turned her on more.  She moved her damp fingers up and down and back up again until she found her nub.  She pinched it gently and panted.  She was so close.  It would only take a few more seconds before she fell over the edge.

“Stop.”

She jumped when she heard his command.  She’d been so engrossed in her own ministrations that she hadn’t noticed that he’d left his chair and was now standing at the end of the bed completely naked.  His body looked even more incredible unclothed and she couldn’t help but run her tongue across her lips.  She looked down at his erect cock and her eyes flew open.  She’d never been with anyone that well endowed before and she hoped she wouldn’t disappoint him.

“Whoa,” she huffed in appreciation.  She licked her lips again. 

Burke smiled at her reaction, gratified that she was impressed.   He climbed onto the bed and moved her hands above her head.  “Keep them there, otherwise I’ll have to tie you down.”

The position pulled her breasts high and left her feeling a little more vulnerable but she didn’t mind it at all.  “But I thought  …”

He placed a finger against her lips.  “The first thing you need to remember about being my submissive is that you don’t question me.”

Avery didn’t know what shocked her more, the fact he’d used the word
my
or the word
submissive
,
but she kept her hands exactly where he had put them.

He unhooked the front clasp of her bra and freed her breasts.  He leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth and sucked.  Avery arched her back when he bit down. 

“You like that,” he affirmed with a grin and pulled her back into his mouth.

He moved from one breast to the other, showing each equal amounts of attention.  He loved the mewing sounds that she emitted whenever his teeth connected with her sensitive peak and hoped she responded the same way when he nibbled on her clit.

Avery had never had anyone show her breasts such attention.  It was almost as if he was feasting on her flesh.  And she loved it.  Just the feeling of this tongue bathing her nipples and his teeth bringing her small amounts of pain had her climbing higher and higher. 

“Oh, oh, oh!”  She was amazed that just his mouth on her breasts was bringing her so close to release.

“No, not yet.  I want to taste you.  I want you to come on my tongue.”  He moved down her body, nipping her ribcage, her abdomen and her pubic bone, then zeroed in on her pussy.

He took the engorged nub in his mouth and sucked hard.  She shot off the bed with a squeal and grasped his head.  She realized her mistake when he pulled away and glowered at her. 

“I’m sorry,” she apologized as she moved her hands back above her head.

“I told you what would happen if you moved your arms,” he reprimanded.

“But…”  Before she could utter another word, he moved up her body, grabbed a tie from the nightstand and quickly wrapped it around her wrists.  He looped the material through a hole in the headboard and secured her arms. 

“Wait…”

He stared at her, silently asking if she really wanted him to stop.  When she said nothing more, he moved back down to her pussy.  He smiled when he saw that she was even wetter than before.  It pleased him to know that being tired up turned her on.  It gave him hope for what could happen between them in the future.

He lowered his face and inhaled.  “You smell as sweet as you taste.” 

He placed his flat tongue between her lips and licked.  Her juices pooled on his tongue and he couldn’t get enough of her.  He slipped his tongue inside her and groaned.  Her walls quivered around his tongue and he knew that when he was inside her tight channel, she would squeeze his dick like a vice.  But that could wait.  Right now, he needed taste all of her.

He reached up one hand, latched onto her breast and tweaked her erect nipple.  His other hand snaked between her legs and he plunged two fingers into her.  He turned his fingers up and curled them as he took her clit into his mouth and bit down gently.  He was glad he’d tethered her hands as she jumped off the bed and he heard her pull against her restraints.

“Oh god!  Oh god!  I’m going to…”  She couldn’t finish her declaration.  Instead, she called out his name, “Burke!”

Her walls constricted around his fingers as her orgasm took over.  He didn’t stop nibbling her clit and lapping her juices until her spasms slowed.

He climbed up her body and kissed her hard.  He pulled back and enjoyed the dazed but satisfied look on her face.  If having an orgasm from just his mouth and fingers put that look on her face, he wondered how exquisite she would look once she came from him pounding into her pussy.

She’d never tasted her own juices before.  She couldn’t say the taste was unpleasant, just a little different—salty and tangy all at once.

“I think you’re ready for me now.”

“Wait, what?  I can’t go again.  I’ve never…”

“Yes, you can.  And you will.”  He reached over and opened the bedside table.  He pulled out a condom, slipped it on and positioned himself between her thighs.  He pulled her legs up over his shoulders and nudged her opening with the tip of his penis to tease her.

She whimpered when he barely penetrated her than pulled again.  “Burke, please.”

“Is this what you want?”  He pushed in a little further and pulled out, watching her go from expectant to frustrated. 

She nodded her head quickly.  “Yes.”

He tormented her until she was gasping with need.  Then, when he couldn’t hold out any longer himself, he plunged into her in one stroke.

“Oh fuck,” she cried as she threw her head back.  He filled her so completely she thought he’d split her in two.

“Open your eyes.” 

When she did as he commanded, he said, “I didn’t get to see your face before.  I need to see your eyes when you come.  Keep them open.”

God, she felt so good.  He had to remain still for a moment until he got himself under control again.  Feeling her wrapped around him nearly sent him over the edge the minute he filled her.  Finally, catching his breath, he slid slowly in and out of her, each forward thrust a little harder than the last.

Avery couldn’t believe how incredible Burke felt.  His languid movements and intense prodding hit the spot inside her that drove her crazy.  She felt every inch of him as he leisurely drove into her and she loved it.  She’d thought it had been a fluke when he’d found her g-spot with his fingers, but now she knew he was very much aware of what he was doing.  She wanted to reach out and touch him, to dig her nails into his back and hold on for the ride. Instead, all she could do was grab ahold of the restraint around her wrists.  She couldn’t stop the plea that escaped her lips.  “Please.”

“Begging.  I like it.  Do it again.”

“Burke, please.  Please.”  She had no problem pleading when it felt so good.

“Please, keep going, or please, you want me to stop?” he teased.

“No!  Keep going,” she wailed.

Burke chuckled.  “I can feel you’re getting close.  Just hold on.  Don’t come yet.”

Avery didn’t know what he was saying.  Stop her orgasm?  Was he crazy?  She wouldn’t have the first clue how to do that.  Then he started moving faster and harder and she felt her walls start to quiver.  “Burke!  Oh, god, Burke.”

“Hold on, baby.  Not yet.”

“I can’t…stop…”  Avery tried to pull it back but she was so close.  She closed her eyes, trying to find the strength to stop her body’s natural reaction.

“Open your eyes,” Burke demanded as he pounded into her.  He was almost there, almost at the edge and, as her eyes started to glaze, he ordered, “Now, come now.”

As she called out his name and her walls squeezed him tight, he felt his own release take him over.  “Fuck!”

Burke stroked slowly in and out of Avery as he felt her last spasms around his cock.  He released her hands, rolled and pulled her on top of him.  After he got his breathing under control, he asked, “How do you feel?”

Avery didn’t know what to say.  She was exhilarated, satiated, confused.

“Baby, talk to me,” he urged as he smoothed her hair away from her face.

“I…feel so many things right now.  But what I feel the most is…incredible.” She smiled up at him.

“No regrets?” he asked as he kissed her nose.

She shook her head.

“Good.  Now, that went entirely too fast for my taste.  Let’s try something else for round two.”

***

Avery arrived at work just before nine o’clock.  She usually showed up at least an hour earlier but she’d stayed with Burke all night and then had to rush home to shower and change.

She sat down and booted up her computer.  She had to work on inventory today and she wanted to make sure she had it completed early.  She didn’t want to stay at the shop a minute past closing.  She’d agreed to meet at Burke’s place after she got off work.  In fact, Burke had insisted she come back to his house.  He said he wanted her all to himself, didn’t want to share her with anyone else.  The thought sent shivers of anticipation through her.  Even though she was a little sore, she was looking forward to a repeat performance of the previous night.

She was grinning like a fool when Margot stomped out of her office and slammed down a vase full of at least two-dozen long-stemmed red roses, splashing water everywhere.

“What’s the meaning of this?”  Margot shrieked.

“I…don’t know,” Avery responded with confusion.  “Someone sent you flowers?

Margot tossed the card at Avery.  “They’re not for me.  They’re for you, you fucking bitch!”

Oh, shit.  Burke.  What had he done?   “Look, Margot.  It’s not what you…”

“What?  It’s not what I think?” Margot screeched as she stormed around the room.  “What I think is that you saw your chance to bag a hot, rich guy and you opened your legs for him like a little whore.”

“Wait just a minute.”  Avery stood up and faced her boss.  She’d taken a lot of berating and insults from Margot over the years but she wasn’t going to let this woman cheapen what had happened between her and Burke.  “I didn’t…”

“There’s no way a man like Burke would be interested in a piece of uneducated shit like you unless you promised him something, unless you did something for him.  What did you do, Avery?  Did you get on your knees and blow him?  Did you let him fuck you up the ass?”

“Now, hold on.  You don’t know…”

“Oh, I know alright.  There’s only one reason he’d send you flowers with a card
thanking
you for an
incredible
evening.  Did you like being tied up and spanked?  Did you like being his little sex slave?”

Avery went completely cold.  “What did you just say?”

“Playing dumb won’t work.  I know Burke’s a Dom.  And you played the role of his submissive last night, didn’t you, you little slut?”

How the hell did Margot know about Burke?  “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she protested weakly.

“Oh, cut the shit.  The community is small and word gets around.  Burke is a hot commodity, well known throughout the circle and coveted by every unattached sub.  Why do you think I was so excited that he was coming into my shop?  I’ve wanted to meet him for ages but this is the first time he’s come to town.  I wanted my chance to have him tie me up and make me beg for his big, thick cock.  I wanted to take that dick in my mouth and deep throat him until I choked.  And you went and fucked it up!”

Avery collapsed onto her chair.  She couldn’t catch her breath.  Margot knew.  She knew what he was, what they’d done.

“You listen to me, you little tramp.  There’s no way Burke is interested in you for anything other than a quick fuck.  You’re a novelty, a momentary distraction.  Burke needs a true submissive, someone who can actually satisfy him the way he needs.  You might have piqued his interest for a night but there’s no way you’d be able to keep him interested for long
pretending
to be a sub.  Do you seriously think he’d take you to the clubs, to the parties?  You’d be a joke, an embarrassment.  There’s no way he’d take you out and introduce you to
our
people.  He’d have to keep you hidden otherwise he’d be a laughing stock.”

Hidden?  Embarrassment?  Avery felt sick.  “What clubs and parties?”

“Jesus, you’re dumb.  Sex clubs, BDSM parties.  Burke is revered in the community.  People look to him for guidance, for advice.  He’s a motherfucking God in the community.  He takes only the most skilled submissives and only keeps them for a short time.  Even if he was in to you, you’d only be a passing fancy.  You’ll be tossed out like trash as soon as he’s tired of you,” Margot snorted.

“That’s enough, Margot.”  Avery didn’t even try to hide how defeated she was.  She felt completely sickened by what Margot was saying.  The empty restaurant, the driver, his insistence they spend the evening locked away in his house.  All designed to keep her out of sight.  He didn’t want anyone to know about her, about his involvement with her.  She was nothing more than his dirty little secret.  She felt like such a fool.