Pleasure Bound - Complete (91 page)

Yes, she would enjoy his cock plunging between her full lips. All her fears of him would dissolve as she thought only of pleasuring him and herself.

Her breathing would be labored. Just like his. Her eyes lust-filled for him. Her eyelids heavy and drooping in anticipation of knowing that when she brought him to the edge of climax, he would push her to the ground and she would lie flat on her back, knees up, legs spread. Her breasts swollen, her nipples red and pebbled.

He would part her plump pussy lips with his fingers, opening her vagina that glistened with juices. She’d extend her arms to him in welcome as he came down upon her, his hard, swollen shaft sliding into her.

As Blackie continued to stroke himself, the desire for release grew almost to the point of pain. Yet he continued to hold back. He wanted to be here, wrapped up in this wonderful assault on his senses, for just a few moments longer.

He swore he could feel the warmth of her succulent cunt muscles wrapped around his flesh as he penetrated her. She would moan as her tight vagina stretched, accommodating his erection, and she would cry out in both surprise and anticipation at his size, wiggling her hips beneath him as he drove into her over and over again, impaling her to the hilt.

Blackie’s control began to slip as he envisioned the sweet way she would scrunch her eyes as he withdrew and penetrated her again. His heart thundered in his chest as his body demanded release. Erotic spasms and violent tremors shimmered and burst along his shaft in lightning speed and the gut-wrenching explosions caved his self-control. From somewhere far off, her sensual moans and sexy whimpers literally bounced across the water.

Goddess of Freedom! If he didn’t know any better he would swear she was here, nearby, the whimpers of her arousal real. He sank deeper into his fantasy of her. Sank deeper into her succulent pussy. The bold plunges produced magnificent spasms that shifted like electricity through his cock and balls. Shaking with wild abandon, he released himself onto his hands, imagining his release into her.

“You belong to me,” he groaned into the orgasm. “You will be mine. I will own you.”

An answering sexy moan drifted through the cool night air. He stiffened with renewed awareness. Had he imagined that erotic sigh? Or was it, in fact, real?

* * * * *

A deep sense of helplessness assaulted Kayla as the stranger continued to haul her through the dark jungle. Sharp irritation mounted through her too. Bursts of anger at the shards of pain zipping into the soles of her bare feet every time she stepped on a jagged stone. Her anger and frustration only increased as nasty branches sprang out of the darkness and whipped parts of her tender body.

Man!
 She’d been a jogger back home, but this kind of running just didn’t cut it. She preferred pounding her running-shoe-clad feet onto cement pathways, not this uneven ground with an abundance of tangled vines.

She was beginning to hate her rescuer. With every hour that passed, her hatred grew. How dare he keep up such a dramatic pace, and how could she be so stupid as to mindlessly follow a stranger like this? Not that she had much of a choice with the powerful grip he maintained on her hand.

She’d been rescued from being a prisoner in a cage to being a prisoner to 
him.
 Where in the world was he getting all his energy from?

God, he’d been dragged behind the cage all day with virtually no water to drink and he’d kept up this grueling pace through the night. As she ran with him, gray sky splashed through the dense jungle growth. A new day was dawning.

All Kayla wanted to do was simply stop running and lie down on the ground and let the ferns swallow her as she sailed into oblivious sleep. She’d never been so exhausted in her life and every muscle in her body sang with aches and pains from the brutal punishment.

Suddenly, as if her brain had shorted out, her legs buckled and she found herself falling. Pain seared her knees and the stranger cursed violently as he lost his grip on her hand. Thankfully, he stopped and turned around, and for a moment she was almost overcome with immense arousal and compassion at those lash scars lacing his deeply tanned shoulders and chest. But when urgency and annoyance filled his gaze, defiance roared through her like a bursting dam.

“I’m not moving from here,” Kayla replied, totally surprised to find her voice strong and steady.

“Get up. We must keep moving.” His sharp command and the serious determination in his warm brown eyes almost had her dragging herself to her feet.
Almost.

“Fuck off,” she snapped.

“I recognize those two words as ones I do not like,” he said coolly. His eyes glittered with distaste and she almost laughed, but reined her amusement back to anger.

“Oh fuck off,” Kayla spat again, the irritation at his insistence they keep moving finally taking a firm hold. “I’ve had enough. I’m tired.”

Despite her exhaustion, something deep inside her pussy called out to be filled by his cock. Warmth blew across her cheeks. Oh shit, she was blushing.

She tried to maintain eye contact with him by thrusting her chin out so she could hold her head high in defiance, but her neck ached and she had no choice but to drop her gaze.

His penis blatantly stood out from his body, pointing directly at her as if begging to be taken by her mouth. Although not wanting to, she reacted to having his shaft so close. He smelled tantalizing. Irresistibly masculine.

Primal urges awakened from somewhere inside her. Lust, deeply buried, sprang to life. Cravings she couldn’t put a name to threatened to sweep around her like a seductive blanket. If she wasn’t careful, they would push away all her common sense. She shouldn’t be reacting like this to a complete stranger.

But she was! And truth be told, she didn’t care if she was reacting this way to him.

Suddenly she thought how erotic it would be to sleep with this guy. To simply put aside all proper thinking about no sex on the first date—
yeah right, like this is a date
—and just go with her primal urges and have sex.

For starters, she’d go down on him, suck him dry. God, she wanted to take his swollen flesh between her lips. To smooth her tongue against his hot penis.

It seemed as if he knew exactly what she was thinking because a gentle touch on her right shoulder alerted her he’d moved closer. Purple laced his bursting cock head, the blood pooling and rushing through his long length and swelling his balls with his seed. Seed she wanted to taste. To have deep inside her.

She moaned on a heavy pant and parted her lips. Her needs were taking over and she was going to just follow her instincts.

“You cannot resist, can you?” His voice was throaty, full of lust. “You need me to quell the needs raging through you.”

Kayla gazed up at him, totally stunned. How did he know? But then she inhaled softly at the smug, sexy smile lacing his lips. Appreciated how hot he looked with the dark bristles shadowing his strong chin and high cheekbones.

Excitement mingled with fear. She needed him to put out the fires racing through her like an inferno, but his erection might just be too big for her mouth.

“Open wider.” He groaned as he thrust his hips closer to her.

She did as he instructed, widening her jaw. The heat from his cock and balls washed against her face as he moved nearer. He pushed his immense erection against her slightly parted lips and she creamed.

“Touch yourself. Touch your breasts and between your legs while I fuck your mouth. I want to watch,” he muttered and she became wrapped in the deep guttural command.

Going totally and unbelievably on instinct, Kayla ran her hand back and forth over her nipples, brushing provocatively, then reached down with her other hand and found her vaginal opening soaked. Dipping her finger inside her channel, she collected the warm juices and pulled out before splaying her fingers over her sensitive clit. While she stroked herself, the stranger slowly pushed his cock head into her mouth. He was moaning and breathing loudly as he sank deeper into her, stopping only when his shaft touched the back of her throat.

Man, having his hot, solid flesh in her mouth was so perfect. So right. He wrapped a hand near the base of his penis, preventing himself from going any farther, and then he withdrew and sank back into her, groaning at the entry.

Heat spiraled through her at his primal, masculine groan. She gripped him tighter between her lips and at the same time massaged her nipples and clit faster. In moments she had a rhythm going in sync with his thrusts into her mouth.

His long plunges made her tender lips bruised and hot. He stretched her jaw and throat every time he slid in, moving faster and faster. She met his thrusts eagerly, her tongue stroking beneath his cock as he entered. Her cheeks hollowed as she bobbed her head.

His other hand sifted through her hair, curled around the back of her neck. His palm was a hot brand as he held her steady. His thrusts increased and so did the raw pleasure searing her senses.

Kayla’s fingers stroked in and out of her sopping pussy at a faster pace, keeping up with his fierce plunges. He fucked her mouth like an expert. Fiercely. Perfectly.

The skin on her body was ultrasensitive, every nerve ending on fire. Flashes of ecstasy exploded through her, gripping her, holding and preparing her for an oncoming climax. She moaned into the exquisite vibrations wrapping around her, her hips arching as she continued thrusting her fingers in and out of her vagina, making sure she stroked her clit on the way in. With her free hand, she played with her breasts, tugging and twisting her nipples.

Erotic shivers assaulted her. Her pussy clenched and spasmed, making her wiggle her hips beneath the pleasurable onslaught.

His thrusts came harder. He pounded into her mouth and she plunged into her pussy in the same erotic manner. He was driving his cock so perfectly that the tension unleashed inside her just as it was unleashing inside of him. The glorious waves came and swept over her.

She cried out around his flesh as he growled and came inside her mouth. Hot jets squirted. She greedily drank from him. She was so unbelievably thirsty.

As he continued to pulse in her mouth, he murmured softly, tenderly, “Drink as much as you can. Drink. The more you drink the stronger you will get.”

Yes, she must drink, or she would succumb to the fevered heat flushing with lightning speed through every curve in her body.

God, he tastes so good. A meal fit for a queen.

Afterward, when her body stopped shuddering and his cock became dry, an unexpected strength flowed through her yet she remained aroused. When he pulled his semi-limp shaft from her mouth, she reached out to him, wanting him back again. Wanting him to climb on top of her and take her. But before she could grab his hand and pull him down to her, he stepped away, out of her reach.

Disappointment devastated her, but within seconds she recovered her sanity.

God! What was wrong with her!

She’d just sucked off a complete stranger, masturbated in front of him and had almost pulled him down on top of her.

“It is the swamp water.” He said it so casually that she blinked with confusion.

“Swamp water?”

“From the Fever Swamps. The brown water. You must have drunk a little. When it enters your system, you become sexually hungry. You did not ingest as much as Piper, so I didn’t…”

At the mention of her older sister, Kayla focused on one thought—finding Piper and her other siblings and getting the hell out of this erotic world.

“Where is my sister? Take me to her.”

Excitement shot through her and his face swam before her as she struggled to stand. To Kayla’s irritation, her knees buckled and she couldn’t help but give in to her weakness, so she sat back down on the ground with a plop.

The stranger made no move to help her up. Instead he splayed his hand softly back and forth over her right shoulder in a reassuring manner.

“We will stay here and rest. Your sister is with my friend, Jarod. They are…together, as we are.”

Together? Like them? What?

Did this brute seriously think they were already in a relationship because she’d sucked his cock?

Okay, chill. Keep it together, Kayla. This isn’t Earth. Different customs here. Just go with it.

She forced herself to slow her breathing until she was calm enough to ask the question that burned through her like a wildfire. “Okay, where is she? So she’s okay? What about Kinley? They were together. Is she okay too?”

“Piper is many days away. Only she was found. I was to search for you and her. I found you first and I am to return you to your sister, Piper. Then I will search for the other one.”

Her gut hollowed out in disappointment. 
Damn!
 She wanted to hook up with Piper and find out what in the world was going on here. Fever Swamp water or not, she needed to get away from this Tarzan hunk before she began begging him to fuck her.

“We should go back and find Kinley. She had a head injury.”

He shook his head, looked up at the gray sky and frowned. Unease slithered through her as she followed his gaze.

Okay, so the skies weren’t pure blue like they’d been ever since she’d crashed onto this crazy planet. They were light gray, like rain. They would need to find shelter. But where did one find shelter in a jungle?