Pound of Flesh (5 page)

Nipples throbbing, Violet leaned back against
Max’s hard chest. He licked and kissed her shoulder before
loosening the clasp of the ball gag. She stretched her mouth even
wider as Max pulled the gag free. She worked her sore jaw as Max
stepped back. She heard the sound of fabric whooshing over
someone’s head and deduced Max had removed his shirt. Her suspicion
was confirmed when she felt the soft cotton of his t-shirt gently
wiping the saliva coating her chin. Not long after her mouth was
clean, Violet felt the shirt fall on her foot as if casually
dropped by Max.

She wanted him to kiss her, to claim her
mouth, but he seemed determined to draw out the moment. When he
moved away from her again, she harrumphed in protest. Max just
chuckled and got something from the bedside drawer by the sound of
things. A few seconds later, she felt the telltale tug of a knife
slicing through the ropes still hugging her body.

Now totally naked and blindfolded, Violet
stood ready and waiting. She heard the heavy thud of the pocket
knife Max kept in the drawer hit the top of the bedside table. The
scrape of glass against wood met her ears. She found it incredibly
amusing that Max had just broken one of his biggest rules. Thou
shalt always use a coaster.

“What?” Max wondered, his interest clear.

Smiling, Violet shook her head.
“Coaster.”

There was a pause and Violet was certain if
she removed her blindfold she’d find him frowning. “We all make
mistakes.”

She laughed. “Does that mean I get to turn
you over my knee and spank your ass tomorrow morning?”

Max snorted. “We’ll see.”

Violet heard the glass hit bare wood again.
Then Max was in front of her and his hands settled on her hips. She
expected him to kiss her but still he resisted. Instead she felt
the shocking cold touch of ice against her throat. “Oh!”

He chuckled, the sound a bit distorted, and
she realized the ice cube was clamped between his teeth. The cube
slid lower, riding the curve of her breast to her highly sensitized
nipple. She hissed as the ice cube circled one puckered nipple and
then the other.

Max pushed Violet back until she fell on top
of their bed. She relaxed into the soft embrace of the comforter
and feather topper. Max pressed the ice cube to the underside of
her left and then right breast before following a southerly trail.
He stopped to trace her navel with the frigid block before dipping
even lower.

“Oh, god!” Violet cried out as the ice cube
briefly touched her clit.

Max’s hands gripped her ankles and maneuvered
her legs until her knees were hooked over his shoulders. He grasped
her waist and tugged her down an inch or two. He spread her thighs
with his palms and delved into her pussy with the ice cube.

It felt insanely good, the cold slick wetness
against her blazing hot flesh. Violet’s untethered hands found his
head. She ran her fingers through his dark hair as he tortured her
with the ice cube. When he pulled away, she moaned and pumped her
hips. His soft chuckle of amusement frustrated her but a moment
later his mouth was back on her sex, this time sans ice cube.

Max ate her pussy like a starving man. His
tongue moved between her folds with such finesse. It swirled her
clit and dipped inside her, tongue-fucking her until she screamed.
He took hold of the glass plug and worked it in and out of her ass.
The sensation of being ass fucked and having her clit licked was
just too much for Violet. His lips locked around her clit and
sucked hard. His tongue flicked rapidly over the stiff nub as she
came.

He licked her clitoris slow and soft as
Violet shuddered with aftershocks. He wiped his wet mouth on her
inner thigh and then disappeared for a few moments. She heard him
shucking his jeans and then he was crawling over her, nuzzling her
neck. The blindfold was removed and tossed aside. She blinked
wildly as her eyes grew accustomed to the light in their bedroom.
She focused on his handsome face, the familiar angles of his jaw
and the warmth of his brown eyes. He smiled down at her before
finally claiming her mouth. Violet melted into his deep kiss and
welcomed his tongue. She tasted the salty musk of her pussy cream
and moaned.

“I missed you so much,” Max said, his voice
thick with emotion. He kissed her again, this time with more force.
His fingers tangled in her hair as he situated himself between her
thighs. His hard cock rubbed against her slick folds. He thrust
deep and slid home. He let out a shuddery breath, no doubt from the
sensation of the rounded rings of the glass plug pressing through
the thin wall separating her ass and pussy.

“I missed you too.” Violet lifted her hips
and wound her legs around his waist. She loved the way their bodies
fit so perfectly. The fullness of his cock and the plug felt so
good.

Max rocked against her, taking her slow and
easy. He interlaced their fingers on either side of her head and
took her mouth in a sensuous kiss. His pumping hips found an
unhurried pace. He unlaced the fingers of one hand and swept his
fingers along her face and down her neck. His mouth dipped to her
breasts. He sucked and licked her nipples before returning to that
sensitive spot just below her ear that made her toes curl.

Violet wrapped her arms around him and raked
her nails over his shoulders. He hissed and thrust a little harder,
a little faster. She nipped at his neck and teethed his earlobe.
“I’m so glad you’re home.”

“Oh, you have no idea how glad I am to be
back.” Max found her mouth again. “God, I love you, Violet.”

Basking in the declaration of his love,
Violet surrendered to Max’s wild lovemaking. His pace quickened.
His thrusts grew more forceful and deep. He devoured her mouth in a
series of passionate kisses before breaking away and pressing his
face against hers. He hammered into her again and again all the
while repeating a whispered, “I love you.”

She gripped his shoulders and rubbed his back
as he made a few shallow thrusts before he slammed deep and
climaxed. Max growled as he filled her with his hot jets of cum. He
stilled above her before kissing her gently, softly. Violet clung
to her husband, so very thankful to have him home again, and
returned his loving kisses.

Eventually Max pulled out and lazily worked
his way down her body, planting kisses here and there. He gently
took the glass plug from her bottom and dropped it on the pile of
discarded clothes next to the bed. She made a mental note to ask
him to move it out of the way before they fell asleep. God knows
that would make an embarrassing story in the emergency room if one
of them tripped and fell over a glass dildo in the middle of the
night!

Max rolled onto his back, collapsing to the
bed with a heavy sigh. He drew Violet close and wrapped his arm
around her. His fingertips swept up and down her arm. She
recognized his pensiveness and decided to enjoy the warmth and
security of snuggling in his arms while his mind roamed.

“How did you know?”

Violet frowned and turned her face for a
better look at Max. “Know what?”

“That I needed this. That I needed a hard
session instead of the soft night I’d planned for us.”

She shrugged. “I just know you. Those times
you came back from deployment were always kind of weird. You’d try
to ease back into it with me but you always seemed so stressed and
kind of…off.”

“So you destroyed the house and broke all the
rules knowing I’d come home and whip your ass and tie you up and
fuck you senseless?”

“Well I didn’t know about the bondage or the
fucking me senseless but I figured you’d leave my behind nice and
rosy. That was nice surprise.” She grinned up at him and nipped
playfully at his jaw. “Admit it. You feel so much better now,
right?”

“Completely,” he agreed. “Nothing like
wailing on your ass to lower my stress level.”

“I do what I can.” She laughed and snuggled
closer. “So—how was the trip? Did you get your new teams trained?
What about the contracts? Will you be expanding operations to more
locations overseas?”

Max smiled and shook his head. “Tomorrow,” he
said, stroking her cheek. “I’ll tell you everything tomorrow.” He
kissed her deeply. “Now, close those pretty eyes and get some
sleep. You’re going to need it.”

Confused, Violet scrunched up her forehead.
“Why? Are we going somewhere?”

“Hardly,” Max said and pressed a kiss to her
temple. “You’ve got a hell of a mess to clean.”

“What?” She cried out in mock outrage. “I did
all of that for you!”

Max barked with laughter. “All for me,
huh?”

Violet swung a leg over Max and mounted his
hips. She gave a teasing wiggle and pressed her lips to his. “All
for you, Max.”

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About The Author

While browsing bookstore shelves as a
teenager, Lo discovered the erotic writings of Anaïs Nin and A.N.
Roquelaure. Certain her mother would not approve, Lo smuggled the
books home and squirreled them away in the most likely of
places:  under her bed. Late at night, she delved into the
sensual worlds both writers created.

As a co-ed studying biochemistry and genetics
at Texas A&M University, Lo dabbled in creating naughty tales
to entertain her friends. Study for a midterm or pen a deliciously
dirty story to delight her small band of fans? Not surprisingly, Lo
is now on an extended sabbatical from college.

Luckily, Lo stumbled onto the world of erotic
romance publishers. She realized there were other readers and
writers who loved and craved breathtaking romance with the spiciest
of love scenes. She took a chance and submitted her first novella.
The rest is history.

Lo lives in Texas with her family and beloved
Great Dane, Bosley.

Connect With Lo Online at
LolitaLopez.com