McKenzie, Cooper - Taming Blaze [Club Esoteria 8] (Siren Publishing Classic) (7 page)

Blaze nodded, afraid to speak.

“Good girl. Now spread your feet. Shoulder width apart should do it,” he said as he ran a hand down her body to the waistband of her jeans.

As she moved her feet into the position he wanted, he quickly dealt with the fastenings of her jeans. As soon as he had them open, he slid his thumbs between jeans and shirt and pushed the waistband down her legs until they were rested around her ankles.

“Slide your left foot out as far as you can,” he said, tapping the outer thigh of her left leg.

As she did, drawing her jeans tight around her ankles, he finished unbuttoning her shirt, then folded it up her back and tucked it into her collar, baring her body from just above the bra strap to her ankles.

“Oh my God, that’s a pretty picture,” he muttered to himself as he ran his hands from her thighs up her body then around to cup her breasts. “So damn pretty.”

Blaze tried to control her breathing and keep silent as he began to stroke his hands over every exposed inch of her body. It was difficult. Every touch of his skin on hers ignited fire in the nerve endings that blazed through her body to add to the bonfire now raging in her clit and pussy.

Her arousal driving coherent thought out of her brain, Blaze arched and tried to press her hips back, needing more. She heard whimpering sounds, but did not realize they came from her lips until Master Z ran a hand down the center of her body. He cupped a hand over her clit then dipped the tips of two fingers into her open, wet pussy.

“Need a break, kitten?”

“Oh, God, please no, Sir!”

She arched again and found that he had moved out of touching range. She whined then, needing more, of him and from him, in order to find the paradise that was just out of her reach.

After a moment, she thought she heard a zipper slid open and then the rustling of material. She smiled when he muttered a soft curse. She must not have been the only one nearing the edge of their control.

Two heartbeats later, a single finger ran down her spine then between the cheeks of her ass. It paused at her back hole and pressed ever so gently against the opening before tracing between her legs, past the entrance to her pussy, and up to circle her knotted clit. She gasped as the firestorm roaring through her grew even more hot and intense.

“Like that, do you?” he whispered just before he licked her ear.

“Yes, Sir,” she breathed, arching further as his finger traced back the way it came before disappearing.

“Me, too,” he murmured as something colder, broader, and blunter than his finger traveled the same path.

She sucked a breath when the head of his cock brushed over her puckered star and then again when it grazed her clit. He concentrated on her clit for a moment, brushing his cock up and down then left and right, teasing and tantalizing the nerve endings. He took her so close to the edge of orgasm, she could see a rainbow of vibrant colors behind her closed eyelids.

But before she got too close to losing it, he pulled back then pushed just the tip into her open, wet, wanting pussy. Grabbing her hips, he held them steady when she tried to shift back in order to take more of his length.

“Hold still, kitten. I’m not done playing yet,” he said. His voice sounded strained as he held just the tip inside her.

She whined when he pulled the tip of his cock from her a few seconds later. He traced her centerline from clit to asshole and back again several times as if waiting for something.

“Please, Sir. Please fuck me,” she begged, though he had forbidden her from speaking. The need filling her was too much to bear for long, and she felt insanity closing around her

“You want this?” he said as he thrust several inches into her pussy without warning.

“Oh, yes Sir,” she gasped as she arched her back, wanting, needing, desiring even more.

Instead of pushing the balance of his cock into her, Master Z pulled free once again. “Not yet. I need a minute to regain some composure, or this will be over before we’ve really gotten started.”

Blaze did not understand what he meant until she felt hot breath between her thighs several long seconds later. Only after she dropped her head to look and confirm his position did she remember the blindfold. It did not matter. Her imagination was enough to show her Master Z’s head between her legs as he inhaled, drawing cooler air across her knotted up clit.

“Mmmm, smells absolutely delicious,” he said. “Do you think it tastes as sweet?”

Blaze could only whine in answer as he slid his hands around her calves then slowly ran them up the insides of her legs until his thumbs brushed the fleshy lips that protected her sex. She sucked in a harsh breath as he parted the flesh then leaned in and swiped his tongue from the top of her clit down to dip into her pussy. She exhaled another wordless protest when he pulled away, making a lip-smacking sound.

“Damn, you are as sweet tasting as you smell, kitten. Hmm, this may take awhile,” he observed before returning his mouth to her sex.

Blaze was not sure how much she could take when he sucked her clit between his lips and batted at it with his tongue. Electric fire raced through her clit to her pussy, and the orgasm that had been circling just out reach moved closer, surrounding her. She fought to keep it at bay, trying to hold it off, not sure whether she had permission to come or not.

Then Master Z brushed a fingertip over her puckered star as he released her clit just long enough to order, “Let it loose, kitten. Come for your master.”

As he took her clit between his teeth and gently nibbled, Blaze convulsed in her bonds as a lightning-sharp orgasm exploded out from her clit, white fire racing to each nerve ending then back again. She fought the cloth holding her wrists and ankles hostage, needing to touch the man who had taken control of her body.

“Please,” she whispered when his touch disappeared from her body once again, and her knees folded, taking her down until she hung from her wrists.

Chapter 7

“Please, what?” Andy asked through gritted teeth as he scrambled to his feet.

If he did not get his cock inside her pussy in the next five seconds, he was going to shoot his juices all over her, which was the last thing he wanted. As her Dominant, he should have more control, but with this little kitten, who burst into flames with his every touch, he was like an untried boy let loose in a cathouse for the first time.

Andy wrapped his hands around her hips and pulled her back to a standing position. He then slid his cock full length in her, even as she continued to shake with her orgasm. Her pussy welcomed him into its wet, silky warmth with a tight, massaging rhythm. That forced him to freeze, once his cock was buried all the way inside.

“Please, Master,” she breathed. “Fuck. Me. Hard.”

Andy ground his teeth together, trying to maintain some control, but found it impossible. Gripping her tighter, he pulled his hips back then pushed deep again, his balls squeezing painfully, sending fiery need throughout his body. He began
pistoning
in and out, each thrust harder and faster than the one before.

“Holy fuck,” he muttered, wondering if his head was going to explode from the pressure before he found release.

He used one hand to reach around and take her clit between two fingers. Rolling it like a fine cigar, he forced her to accompany him headfirst into the abyss. Her startled cry tipped him over the edge, and his orgasm exploded through him. He roared as his hips slapped tight against her ass, and then pulsed forward, trying to bury his cock even deeper inside his kitten.

He did not know how he did it, but he managed to untie the scarf securing her wrists to the tree before his own legs collapsed. Wrapping his arms around her middle, he kept them locked together as he sat down, ignoring the sticks and rocks on the ground that provided a less-than-comfortable seating area.

His cock still buried deep in her still-tight pussy, he managed to turn her so she sat across his lap. Then he removed her blindfold and found her silently crying.

“Are you all right?” he asked, horrified that he might have harmed her.

She nodded and smiled through her tears. “That was…was… wow,” she managed to say before her eyes rolled back and she went limp in his arms.

“Yes, it was, kitten. Definitely wow.”

Andy chuckled. He cuddled her closer as he caught his breath then lay back so she sprawled across his chest. His half-hard, spent cock slid from her pussy, but that was all right, too. He would wake her in a few minutes, and they would return to the world of reality, but for now, this moment in time, he was quite happy being all alone and holding his woman.

And she was his woman. Whether or not she would admit it in the short term, at some point in their future, she would agree that they were meant to be together.

Closing his eyes, he grinned as she rubbed her cheek against his chest with a small sigh before stilling again. Taking a deep breath, he slid his left hand down her back and then around and between her legs to cup her mons. Then he relaxed and followed his kitten into sleep.

* * * *

Blaze woke with a gasp, shocked that she had fallen asleep. Never before when she had been with a man had she let her guard down enough to sleep, especially with a Dom. Something about Andy, Master Z, caused her to relax her guard. He was comfortable to be with, whether they were in a scene or not. She had never felt this way about another man, ever.

Only when Andy took a deep breath did she feel his hand between her legs. It felt right, which concerned her almost as much as falling asleep on him did.

“You okay, kitten?” he asked as she stiffened and fought the intense urge to roll off him and run away.

She said the only thing that came to mind. “I fell asleep.”

“We both did,” he said. Gently easing his hand from her, he wrapped both arms around her and then sat up. He did not make a sound as he moved, surprising her with his strength. “Are your wrists okay?”

She did not fight as he lifted each hand and checked her arms. The skin around her wrists was pink from their bonds, but they did not hurt as he moved her hand around, testing them.

Only when he was satisfied the scene had caused no damage did he release her. “Shall we head back? I bet Leroy and Jack are ready for their dinner.”

Still unsure about what had just happened between them, Blaze nodded and crawled from his lap. “Okay.”

Before she got too far away, Andy grabbed her arm. “Look at me, kitten.”

Turning her head, she met his deep brown gaze squarely. She did not say a word while he studied her. “It’s okay, kitten. You were incredible. And I thank you for allowing me to drag you out of your comfort zone.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she answered automatically then waited until he released her.

Grabbing the closest bandana, she wiped away their combined fluids before standing. She straightened her clothes as fast as she could, keeping her back turned so she could not see him do the same. Once her clothes were back in place, she turned to the horses even though she did not want to leave this place. She wanted to stay here with both Andy and Master Z until she could figure out exactly what it was she felt for this man who had shown her a vulnerable side of herself she thought had been destroyed long ago.

On the ride back, she worked to keep up her side of the conversation, but her mind had a hard time following. Once they were back at the barn, she followed Andy’s lead in taking the saddles and bridles off the horses and then giving them a quick brush down before leading them into stalls.

At that moment, Mack appeared with buckets of food and fed the horses, then hung around. She remained silent as the two men talked, a soul-deep weariness grabbing hold of her. All she wanted at that moment was to curl up and go back to sleep to allow her subconscious to unravel the crazy ideas that were sneaking into her thoughts.

She remained mostly silent on the drive home. It wasn’t until Andy pulled into her driveway and parked that she looked at him and asked the question that had muscled its way to the top of her list of topics to discuss.

“What do you want from me?” As soon as she said the words, she realized it was
waaaaaay
too soon to be discussing such things, but the mama-bear instinct to protect had kicked in.

He looked at her and blinked. “Excuse me?”

He seemed stunned by the implication of her question, but Blaze was too caught up in her own dismayed thoughts for his reaction to sink in. In the past hour, she had worked herself into a near panic at the thought that all he wanted was an occasional play session, whether in the club or not. Though she had only known him for a handful of hours over the past days, her heart had made its declaration that it wanted this man, and for more than just an occasional play scene.