Pendelton Manor (24 page)

Watching her face, he settled his palm over her spread pussy, his middle finger barely resting between her slick folds. Bending, he took one turgid nipple into his mouth as he brought his palm down with a resounding slap on her bare flesh. She did indeed scream, but it wasn’t because he wasn’t fucking her.

Sophie saw black and then a kaleidoscope of colors as the orgasm erupted with all the fanfare and fireworks of the Fourth of July. Another slap on her sensitive bare flesh had her convulsing, the release of the first nipple clamp followed swiftly by the sucking pulls of his mouth had her careening. Another slap, another clamp removed, another strong pull on her tortured nipple followed by another sharp slap and she soared to a new height of pleasure, one that left her shaking in its aftermath as she struggled to come to her senses.

Before she had a chance to recover, Adrian moved to stand between her legs, releasing his cock into one hand as he caressed the soft, warm flesh he had just abused. “Look at me,” he demanded harshly, needing to see her watching him as he took her, claimed her.

Sophie drowsily opened her eyes, her pussy still spasming with small tremors, her body damp and flushed as he stood between her spread knees with one hand gripping his cock and the other soothing her burning flesh.

“Watch, Sophie, watch me take you.”

Anticipating the feel of him thrusting into her, filling and stretching her once again, she was surprised when his cock slid up between her folds instead of in between them. Looking between her legs, she could see clearly the way he moved his cock up and down, the way her labia folded around him, the way his tightly stretched skin glistened wetter and wetter with each pass through, the dampness coming from both her pussy and his seeping slit. When he searched inside her and pulled her clit forward, she bit her already sore lip in expectation of the pleasure she knew was inevitable, unsure if she could handle another explosive climax.

“Trust me, Sophie, you can take me, you can take this,” he told her, reading her face perfectly. She was still recovering from a series of strong climaxes, but her body was made for more, made for him to give her more he was now willing to admit, and more than willing to emphasize in front of Adam and Ash.

Slowly, Adrian rubbed his cock up and down while holding her clit against him, lightly rasping against that swollen, hard nub until he felt the gush of her impending release, saw the tremors in her body as her eyes widened with shocked pleasure. Without further hesitation, he plunged into her, lifting her ass with his hands as he went balls deep with that first stroke. He felt her splinter apart on his dick, felt her cream soaking him, felt her soft warm walls clutching him and heard her hoarse cry as she strained to take more and more with each plunge he took until he too joined her in the throes of a climax that sent the past receding and offered hope for the future.

Chapter Twelve

Sophie awoke several hours later to the feel of Adrian’s naked body spooning hers, his hard cock probing her ass. She didn’t remember coming up to his room from the den, didn’t remember getting into his bed and didn’t remember agreeing to stay there. But now that she was here, she had to admit she was enjoying the benefits of sleeping with him, the comfort of being surrounded and held by his arms and legs as well as the arousal his fingers were inducing.

“Mmm,” she moaned when he slid two fingers into her pussy to make a slow, leisurely exploration of her vagina. “Some of us have to get up early and get to work, you know.” She arched into his hand, the move at odds with her words.

“I’m sure your boss will understand if you get a little later start in the morning. As a matter of fact, I have it on good authority he wouldn’t mind if you spent all day in bed. In his bed.” Adrian kissed her neck where it met her shoulder as he continued to take his time fingering her pussy. She wasn’t going to be happy when she discovered he had moved all her things up to his floor while she had been sleeping, but her safety was more important than her desire to keep her distance.

“I bet he wouldn’t,” she murmured as she shifted her buttocks against his cock. “God, Adrian, you’re killing me.”

“No, I’m not. That was earlier, when you climaxed so hard you passed out. It’s fucking awesome when you do that. Have I told you how pleased I am that you’re keeping yourself shaved here,” he slightly ran his damp fingers over her bare folds before slipping between them again, “even though I’d be happy to do that chore for you.”

“You do enough for me.” Laying her hand over his, halting his movements, she peaked back at him over her shoulder. In the meager light from a small night light, his face looked hard, but his eyes were warm. Taking a chance on ruining the moment, she had to ask, “Adrian, what was that about earlier? Why did you take me in front of Adam and Ash that way?”

It was very astute of her to detect there was a motive behind his actions last night, and brave of her to question him about them. “I’ve fucked you in front of them before. That’s nothing new around here as you learned within five minutes of entering the manor,” he answered coolly.

“Yes, but they, and the others were similarly engaged. You were making a point. You really are convinced one of them locked me in the lighthouse on purpose, aren’t you?” Sophie remembered that both Adam and Ash were home when she set out and she couldn’t discount the possibility one of them had followed her and taken advantage of an opportunity to scare her, but to what end she simply couldn’t fathom. “Why? What possible reason could they have for wanting to frighten me?”

“I’m thinking these pranks were committed out of anger or frustration towards me. The closer we became, the more they escalated. But you don’t have to worry. You’re staying up here with me until I get to the bottom of what’s going on. Which I will, I promise you.”

Sophie removed her hand off of his and arched against him again. She’d save the argument about her living up here with him for later. If it eased his worry, she’d stay here for now and hope he was wrong. Because, despite his suspicions and now hers, there was still the possibility that the three incidents were accidents and unrelated.

“Okay, for now. In the meantime, think you can take my mind off devious cousins?”

Ignoring the anger her temporary agreement aroused in him, he reached behind him and grabbed the lube off the end table. “I think I can do that.”

His fingers started working their magic again and it took only moments before she felt a climax building, moments until her pussy was pulsing with need and her breathing became labored. When he prodded her back hole with two well lubed fingers, she took him in her ass as easily as she did her pussy. His fingers had no trouble breaching her tight sphincter and she had no trouble taking them deep, the added stimulation sending her already inflamed senses even higher. “Please, please, Adrian,” she moaned as he simultaneously finger fucked both orifices, her hips automatically following the in and out thrusts.

Chuckling in her ear, Adrian teased, “You went from a shy stranger to a pleading nympho in record time. I like that.”

“You would,” she panted as she strained for more, always more. “Since it’s your fault I’m this way, do something about it.”

“Haven’t you learned yet that you aren’t the boss?”

“So deduct my pay, but Adrian, damn it, fuck me.” Sophie couldn’t believe her need could be so strong so soon after the orgasms he had wrung from her earlier, but it seems all he has to do is touch her and she was ready to go off like a firecracker.

“I have other ways of exacting payback, but since I too have to get up and get to work in a few hours, I’ll give in to you. This time.” Removing his fingers from her ass, he replaced them with the slow insertion of his cock. By the time he became completely embedded inside her rectum, his dick was jerking with the onset of his climax.

“Yes, now Adrian. Please, God, now.” Sophie thrust back against him as she took both her nipples between her fingers and pulled those tender peaks, adding to her already over stimulated nerves. Between his fingers in her pussy, his thumb rasping over her clit, his cock caressing a multitude of small nerve endings and her fingers plucking at her nipples, it took only seconds to have waves of ecstasy throbbing through her, the pleasure pure and explosive.

As she clamped around his fingers and his cock, Adrian let go also, his climax hitting him as fast as hers, sending him careening into pleasure so intense it felt like soaring, like flying without wings. He tried to temper his thrusts, but she wasn’t having any of that. Her hips thrashed against his as her cries urged him on until he was taking her with driving deep strokes, his hips slapping against her buttocks until the pleasure eased enough to allow him a slow, controlled descent.

Sophie did indeed wake late the next morning and when she stumbled out of his king size bed to see Adrian was nowhere on the third floor, she took her sore, well used body to his bathroom to soak for an hour. Hell, she thought with a grin, she was sleeping with the boss. That ought to come with some perks.

All three Pendeltons had left for work by the time she came downstairs, but the coffee was still on, much to her relief. Relishing the quiet, she got to work, trying to keep busy while keeping her mind off the fact that Sammy wasn’t coming back and how that loss was giving her more heartache than she anticipated. When her period started right on time that afternoon, she chalked up her moodiness to the monthly curse and got secret pleasure out of anticipating Adrian’s reaction when he discovered he had gone behind her back and moved all her things just in time to have several days of putting up with her moods and no sex.

Of course, she thought with a very unwelcome spate of jealousy, that didn’t mean he couldn’t fuck Nora or Rachel, or both this Saturday. That shouldn’t bother her, she reprimanded herself throughout the afternoon. But it did and that was precisely why she didn’t want to get emotionally involved with him or anyone again. Her emotions simply couldn’t take another battering.

Much to her pleasure and thus her chagrin, Adrian didn’t seem to think anything of her announcement that it was that time of month and therefore no sex with her for the rest of this week. Smiling with a knowing smirk, he had simply kissed her and said okay before asking her what was for dinner.

By Saturday, Adrian was so amused by Sophie’s disgruntlement over his attitude that he finally admitted he was fucking crazy about the woman. He could tell she had expected him to be put out by the fact she was off limits for a few days, as if he couldn’t handle going a few days without sex. He could’ve told her he went a hell of a lot longer than that when he had stopped sleeping with Nicole, but what would be the point? Neither of them wanted to become personally involved, but fate intervened and he was the one who caved first. That didn’t mean he would allow her to distance herself or deny her feelings indefinitely, but he’d cater to her for now. She was coping with more emotional distress than he was or ever did, and frankly, he had enough to deal with in discovering what was going on around here and why. He had delayed confronting his cousins simply because he had no proof any of the incidents were deliberate acts of sabotage, and as tense as things were between the three of them, he simply couldn’t add to the volatile situation without concrete proof.

“Sophie and I are spending some quiet time upstairs tonight,” Adrian announced Saturday evening as the seven of them polished off the last of five large pizzas. Sophie’s startled look was priceless as was those on James, Ash and Adam’s faces. Nora and Rachel just smiled.

“Go on, you two, we’ve got this,” Nora stated when Sophie started to clear the table.

“You sure?” Sophie asked as she struggled to wrap her mind around the fact Adrian was going to give up partying with them to accommodate her. For the past five days she had struggled against feeling any possessiveness or strong feelings for Adrian as they got to know each other better. She had been fully prepared to excuse herself tonight and return to the third floor without him, had convinced herself she didn’t mind in the least if he joined the others and had a good time fucking without her. Just as she had herself believing that lie, he goes and throws her for a loop. Damn the man.

“I’m sure. Scoot you two.”

“You heard her, Sophie.” Taking her hand, Adrian pulled her out of the kitchen and down the hall to the elevator as he reflected on the past few days.

It had been a long time since he had spent any time with a woman that didn’t involve sex and now that that aspect had been tabled for a few days with Sophie, he found himself enjoying his time with her as much as he enjoyed fucking her. The first evening he had plied her with wine and got her talking about her daughter. They looked at pictures together and it tore Adrian up to think that precious little girl would never grow up and as Sophie cried heart wrenchingly in his arms, he suspected her loss would haunt Sophie her whole life. He’d like to say he’d be there for her, but the truth was he didn’t know how much he wanted from her.

At first it had been sexual attraction that he had fought against, and lost. Then, with the terrorizing tactics perpetrated on her, he had been forced to admit he felt more than that for his little housekeeper. Now, after getting to know her even better these past few days of close proximity, he knew he wanted more. Whether that more eventually led to a commitment, he wouldn’t even contemplate right now. Between her resistance to getting emotionally involved on any level and his commitment to avenging Nicole’s death, he refused to even give lip service to anything permanent coming of this relationship.

“Are you sure you don’t want to be with the others tonight?” Sophie asked when they reached his floor. “I’m a big girl, Adrian. I can stay up here by myself, and even entertain myself.” Even though she was secretly pleased he wasn’t turning to one of the others tonight, that didn’t mean it would always be that way.

Raising one dark brow, Adrian asked coolly, “Would you rather I was downstairs?” thus turning the tables on her.

“No, of course not,” she answered, blushing as she realized how her statement must have sounded. “You know I’ve enjoyed our time together this past week. I just don’t want you to feel obligated.”