Lured In (Dark Paradise, #1) (9 page)

I was very happy and pleased to hear him tell me how much I had satisfied him and that I am the only one who had made him feel that way. That voice inside of me surfaced again and said,
Get lost in him. Free yourself. Get dirtayer
. I decided to obey.

“I told you, sir, that I want you deep inside of me. Now I am telling you that I need you deep inside of me.”

“Aah, Abi, baby. I want nothing more than to be inside of your wet pussy.” He gently yanked my head backward and ravished my neck.

“Ooh. Mmm,” I moaned.

He worked his way down to my breasts. He pinched them, paying close attention to my response.

“Ooh!”

He licked and twirled them between his fingers.

“Mmm.”

“You it like, baby? Does it please you?” he asked. I nodded my head.

“I can’t hea—”

“Yes!” I screamed out in pleasure instantly, before he could finish.

“Good girl. Real good girl,” he said with a devilish grin.

He pulled on them with his teeth and stared me in the eyes as he pulled back.

“Ah…Zach,” I moaned loudly.

My pussy started singing, as I felt my body build up with more excitement than it had previously known. He released them from his teeth while gently shaking his head and then cupped and sucked them with great force.

“Z…Za…Zach.”

Smiling wickedly, he pulled my legs from underneath me, and before I knew it, my legs were on either side of him, and he was between my thighs. I started panting more and tripping over my own tongue.

“Za…Za…Za…Zach.”

He kissed me and silenced my stuttering voice. He took my neck again, and I moaned loudly from the sensation of him devouring my neck and throat. My juices started trickling down from my pussy opening to my ass. He grabbed one of the condoms from the nightstand, ripped the gold packet open, and swiftly put the condom on. He pulled me by the top of my thighs, just below my pelvic, closer to his erection. With his left hand guiding his erection, he rubbed his mushroom head against my clit a few times, which made me sigh deeply. With his erection still in his hand, he ran the head of it against my wet opening a few times. He pushed into me, and I felt my opening as it stretched to adapt to his enormous erection. I lifted my back off the bed and cried out. He pulled back partially and then pushed in again.

“My god, Abigail. You are so fucking tight. When was the last time you had sex?”

He looked down, still inside of me, and waited for a response. I turned my face to the right, away from his.

“Umm…About three and a half years.”

“Three and a half years?”

I nodded my head.

“Why didn’t you tell me, Abigail?”

I shrugged my shoulders. He lifted my chin, kissed me, and said, “I can’t hear you.”

“I don’t know why, really. I guess I didn’t think it was necessary or important. Why does it even matter to you?”

“You know, I could have hurt you. That’s why it matters, baby. I was about to fuck your brains out. And trust me, baby, I’m going to in all places and positions imaginable. But we have to take it slow, now, to loosen you up. I don’t want you too sore. OK?” He kissed me.

“OK,” I answered.

“We’re going to work on you communicating better, also,” he added.

“Um, Zach?”

“Um, what?”

“Speaking of communication. Is this…I guess this …”

“Just spit it out, baby.”

How can I tell him that tonight was the first time I ever experienced an orgasm, minus the self-stimulation?
I didn’t want him thinking he was inadequate because I didn’t orgasm with sex, so I just wanted to give him the heads-up. I lay there in silence, just looking him in the eyes.

“Say it already,” he demanded.

“I never had an orgasm until tonight, on the wall.” I motioned my head to the wall where we had been.

“Are you shitting me right now?”

“No. I am not.”

“You never, ever, had an orgasm before tonight?”

“Not without the aid of batteries.”

He laughed. I didn’t know if it was at me or in disbelief.

“How the hell? Abi…What the hell? Don’t worry, baby. I will fix this little problem right now. Oh, and you will have plenty with me. Batteries not included, nor required, unless you want to get a little freaky.”

Still inside me, he laid the length of his body upon me, cradled my face, and kissed me slowly and passionately. He raised and pushed my left leg back just a bit. He fondled my left ass cheek and slowly pushed his semi-erect penis deeper into my tight pussy. He slowly pulled back and then slowly pushed in again. With every slow and gentle stroke in and out of my pussy, I felt his penis grow bigger and stronger inside of me. His sighs and moans grew louder with mine.

“Ah, yes, baby. You feel that? Do you feel how big and strong you are making me?”

“Yes. Yes, baby. It feels so good inside of me.”

“Your pussy is so fucking good, baby.” He pushed in me deeper. “Ah…so fucking tight.” He pulled back slightly. “Mmmm…so wet.”

He thrust a little harder. “Oh, yes, Abigail. So perfect.”

The sounds and the words coming from his mouth as he pushed deeper into me between every moan and groan made me more excited and turned on. I grabbed hold of both his shoulders and increased the speed and friction of my hips that I gyrated and thrust up to meet his. My body was building with excitement. I felt sensations deep inside my stomach pulling at me just as my panting and moans became louder and more frequent.

“Ah, ohhh. Shit. Sss…slow down, baby, before you make me cum,” Zach said with a husky voice.

“I want more,” I moaned out in response as my body begged, thirsty for this kind of release.

He smiled, stared passionately into my eyes, and kissed me deeply. He lifted and pushed back my right leg just as he had done with my left leg. He raised the length of his body off my own and repositioned himself onto his knees. He pulled out completely and went down and began to eat my pussy. My moans and groans filled the room. He sucked my clit with such force while simultaneously shaking his head that I felt my body start to quiver. He stopped the assault of his tongue on my clit just as my body was about to release years of unknown pleasure. Pulling my pelvis close to him, he guided his erection into my tight, soaking-wet pussy with more force than before.

“Aaah…Zach.”

I lifted my back off the bed again. He took my left breast in his mouth and devoured it and then moved on to the right breast and devoured that one, too. I let my back fall back to the bed, and he grabbed both my arms just below my elbows and said, “I’m going to fuck your sweet, tight pussy really good and hard until we both cum. OK?”

“Mhhmm. Aaahh.”

“I can’t hear you, Ms. Winterfield,” he said in a seductive, controlling tone.

“Ye—Yessss,” I stuttered under my panting breath.

“Good girl.”

Zach pushed into me, going deeper than before. He pulled back slightly and slammed into my pussy hard again. His thrusts were getting faster and harder. I moaned louder, calling out his name in pure ecstasy and desire.

“Z…Z…Zaaa…Zach.”

“Yes, baby. Tell me.”

“Aaah…Aaaah. Mmmmm,” I moaned. The pleasure was amazing.

He thrust harder. “Tell me, Abigail.” He thrust harder again. “Ohhh, baby. I want to hear you say it.”

“Fuck me, Zach!” I moaned, answering his plea.

“Ohhh…Sss…G…Good fucking girl!” he moaned out. My body was quivering harder than before. “You going to cum for me, baby?” he asked, slamming into me again with a verve that made me moan louder. “Come on, cum for me, Abigail. Be a good girl and give it to me.”

I complied and closed my eyes just as my body released its first sensational wave of years of built-up tension.

“Open your beautiful eyes. I want to see them when you cum. I want you to see me when I cum.”

Zach slammed into me deeper and harder, possessing my eyes intensely. Tears of pleasure fell from my eyes as my body released waves of pleasure that arched my back off of the bed. And as I came, and came, and came, while heading farther out into space, he kept fucking my rippling pussy fast and hard.

“Oh, fuck yeah, baby. Abigail, you feel so good.”

My body fell back to the bed, and I felt his dick grow harder and started to throb deep inside my wavering pussy.

“Abigail. Sss. Ohh, Abigail. I’m going to cum right now. Aaaahhh. He released loud and fervid.

I watched him from “out of space” with liquid pleasure streaming from my eyes as he came louder and harder than he had when he’d released in my mouth some twenty minutes ago. He collapsed his sweat-covered body onto mine, panting like crazy, and rested his head between my breasts.

We lay there with him still deep inside me. When we made our way back down to earth, he grabbed my face, looked me intensely in the eyes with both his thumbs at my temples, and asked, “Did I hurt you?”

“No.”

“Then why are you crying?”

“I’m not. They came as I came. You know, like tears of pleasure.” He smiled and blushed. “I’ve never felt anything so amazing,” I said, drained of all of my energy.

“Good. I’m glad you enjoyed it as much as I did. I never had sex so beautiful, so amazing, and so pleasurable, Abigail. Only with you.” He shifted gears and continued, “You are all mine, Ms. Abigail Marie Winterfield.”

Exhausted, I closed my eyes in search of rest. Without a doubt, he had fucked my brains out. He was truly a man of his word.

“Hey, look at me,” he said, a little commandingly.

“Hmm,” I mumbled, forcing my eyes open.

“I want you to know that you belong to me now. This tight little pussy I’m still in, these perfect breasts, your luscious lips, your greenish hazel eyes, your neck, your thighs, your ass. Everything. All mine. All for me. You understand? You got that, baby?”

“Mm-hmm.”

He lifted my chin with very little force and asked, “What was that? I can’t hear you.”

“I said, Mh…Yes, Zach. I hear you. Please, let me sleep.”

He smiled and kissed me lovingly. “Good girl.”

Pulling his semi-erect penis from inside me, Zach removed the condom and threw it in the trash basket beside the bed. I smiled widely with closed eyes, knowing that I had made him explode with great pleasure. He turned on his left side and pulled me close to him so that we inhaled each other’s breaths. He palmed my ass with his right hand, kissed my forehead and my lips, and softly whispered, “Sleep well.”

My naked body melted into his.
Comfort. I am finally comfortable with someone. This—he—feels so right
. I closed my eyes and slept.

I was awakened from my Zach-induced sex coma about an hour later, courtesy of his sweet, gentle kisses on my lips.

“Hey, you,” he said when I opened my eyes.

“Hi.”

“Did you sleep well?” he asked with a smile.

“I think so. My eyes don’t feel heavy anymore like before.”

“Good. Now we can continue where we left off.”

He climbed on top of me and parted my thighs with his knees while he began kissing and nibbling my neck and playing with my breast. Instantly my body responded and started whispering to me with little tingling sensations. My nipples stiffened, and my breath began to quicken. He continued, sucking and licking my nipples. He kissed me endlessly before he made love to my neck, as only he could. My body and mind were once again under his spell.

“Mmmm,” I purred, as I felt Zach’s dick grow big and stiff against my pussy. I flexed my pelvis up and drew my knees back, inviting him inside of my eager pussy, as I passed a condom to him.

“Desirous, are we?” He smiled, looking down at me and putting the condom next to the pillow for easy reach.

He’d given me a taste of him, and I was hooked. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I kissed him and roamed my hands up and down his strong back and across his shoulders. I put both my hands on his ass and gyrated my hips, pulling his hips into me in an attempt to lure him inside of me. He did not give me the fix I was in need of.

In frustration, I finally grabbed the condom from beside the pillow, ripped open the foil packet, and rolled the condom over the head and down the shaft of his hard dick. I was about to put his erection inside me when he pulled away from me. He took my left hand from his ass and pinned it with my other hand to the bed, above my head.

“Patience, Abigail. You have to be wet enough before I enter you. Otherwise, I could hurt you.” His tone was both demanding and mesmerizing.

“I’m soaking here. Give it to me.”

He looked down at me and smiled darkly, knowing he had me longing for him, and said, “Patience, darling.” He continued to use his mouth on my neck, torturing me. He removed his left hand from my right wrist. “Don’t move,” he said quickly. Using his left hand, he cupped my yearning pussy and moaned, “Aah, baby. Your pussy is so fucking hot. Definitely wet. Mmm. And the heat feels so damn good in the palm of my hand.”

He pressed his hand closer to my pussy and started moving the back of his palm in small circles over my swollen clit.

“Mmm …” I moaned. “It feels good.”

Surely he is very skilled at pleasing women
.