Slow and Easy: Sensual Erotica Boxed Set (9 page)

Cord crouched a little and nudged his cock
against her slit. She lifted her bottom until he slipped inside.
She was so wet and hot for him. His wide girth stretched her pussy.
His cock bumped against the mouth of her womb. She stood on tiptoes
to accept his thrusts.

Their gazes met in the mirror. Daphne could
see he was holding back. She wanted him to unleash all of that
restraint. She wanted him to be wild and rough with her. Shoving
back against him, Daphne clutched at his waist. “Harder!”

Cord's gaze turned smoky. His next thrust
was so powerful it knocked the air right from her lungs. “Like
that?”

“
Yes.” Daphne's feet
bounced off the floor as he jackhammered her cunt. When his hand
fisted in her hair and tugged, she cried out with shock. Sparks
exploded in her lower belly. Cord's free hand slid around her front
and clamped over her breasts. He roughly tweaked and twisted her
nipple. She gasped as her pussy squeezed his cock. When he chuckled
knowingly, she realized he'd figured it out.

"Do you want it hard, Daphne? Do you want it
rough?"

"Yes! Yes, please." Her begging tone seemed
to spur him on and excite him.

"You want me to take control? Will you
submit to me when we're together?"

"Yes. Yes. Anything you want. Anything." She
vibrated with exhilaration. It was everything she'd always wanted.
He was everything she'd always wanted and needed.

He pulled her tightly against his rippling
abs, lifting her from the floor completely. “Touch yourself,
Daphne.” His eyes flashed in the mirror. “Rub your clit until you
come.”

She was powerless to refuse. Her fingers
found the pink pearl and slipped in the cream coating her skin.
She'd never been so wet. Something about Cord did this to her,
turned her on so incredibly much.

Her fingers flicked her clit. Cord slammed
into her pussy over and over again. Her entire body shook with the
force of their mating. Low in her belly, desire curled and hummed.
She vibrated with the power of it. Tendrils of ecstasy snaked
through her thighs and into her chest. Her pussy clenched at his
thrusting cock.

He seemed to sense how closely she hovered
to flying over the brink. “Do you love my cock?"

"Yes, Cord." She panted and strummed her
clit faster. "I love it. Love your big cock pounding my pussy."

"My pussy," he corrected and slapped her
breast, not hard enough to leave a mark but enough to sting. "Say
it, Daphne."

"Your pussy. This is your pussy." Her cunt
pulsed at his commanding voice. “Oh, god. I'm going to come.
Please," she begged. "Can I come?"

His mouth twitched and he pinched her
nipple. "Come, Daphne. Come hard, sugar."

She rubbed her clit even faster and inhaled
shuddery breaths. Screaming his name, she exploded in absolute
bliss. Cord's arm tightened around her as he repeatedly pounded
into her. The impact of his cock deep within her pussy intensified
the ripples of her orgasm. Their gazes held in the mirror. Cord's
jaw clenched—and a moment later he slammed into her so hard she
gasped. His jerky movements shook her body as he filled the
latex.

Cord swore and pressed his cheek against
hers. She reached for his hand on the countertop and rested hers
atop it. When she winced at the pressure of his body shoving her
hip against the counter, he stepped back quickly, alleviating the
discomfort immediately. He pulled out slowly and kissed her
shoulder.

Daphne could barely stand. Cord dealt with
the condom before carefully turning her around. He wiped the fluids
from between her thighs with a soft cloth and then blew out the
candles. Without warning, he swung her into his arms and carted her
back to this bed.

They clung to one another in the darkness.
The storm seemed to be reaching a fever pitch but they were safe
and snug in the house. She wanted to ask him so many questions,
wanted to know if he was the kind of man she suspected him to be.
He'd assumed the role of dominant so easily.

"What are you thinking about, sugar?"

"The sex. The dominant side of you."

"You like it, don't you?"

"I do." She grinned and snuggled closer.
"Very much actually."

"It's not a lifestyle thing with me, you
understand. I like to play games. I like to be in charge some
times. I'd really love to spank that sweet little ass of yours. If
that's all right with you," he added.

She giggled and tried not let her thoughts
wander to that decidedly erotic image. "It's more than all
right."

"Have you ever been with a man who likes the
rougher side of things?" He didn't sound jealous, just curious.

"No. That's probably why sex was such a
failure with those other two." She petted his chest as her thoughts
circled round and round. "I guess I've always sort of known that I
wanted some bondage and domination. I mean, I gravitate toward
those kinds of books, you know? Maybe I wasn't ready to seek it out
until now."

"Maybe." He chuckled and stroked her hair.
"This kind of explains why sparks were flying between us the first
time we clapped eyes on one another. You were everything I wanted
and I was everything you needed."

"I like that," she said with a contented
sigh. "It's a nice way to describe us."

Cord hummed in agreement and claimed her
mouth one last time. "Close those pretty eyes and go to sleep,
sweetheart. You're going to need your rest."

She smiled in the darkness. "Promise?"

A low laugh rumbled through his chest. "Yes,
and I never break my promises."

Secure in her cowboy's strong arms, Daphne
drifted off to sleep.

Chapter Three

Propped on his elbow, Cord watched Daphne
sleep. The palest rays of sunshine penetrated the curtains and
spilled across the bed. Utterly relaxed, Daphne breathed softly.
The corners of her plump lips were slightly upturned. Her bare
breasts rose and fell. He still couldn't believe this was
happening. After denying what he'd wanted for so long, the reality
of waking with Daphne in his arms had been staggering.

Unable to help himself, Cord smoothed a hand
along her neck and shoulder and palmed a full breast. The nipple
hardened immediately. Leaning down, he glided his tongue over the
peak. She stirred under his sensual suckling. Her breathing pattern
changed. Like a sleek cat, she stretched her arms overhead and
flexed her toes. “Cord.”

He smiled at the sound of her gentle
whisper. “Daphne.”

“
Mmm.” She moaned huskily
as he wrapped his lips around her other nipple. His fingers
stimulated the wet nipple he'd just abandoned. “If I'd known this
was your version of a wake up, I'd have crawled into bed with you
weeks ago.”

Cord chuckled and slid his hand along her
belly. She willingly parted her thighs and gasped when he found her
berry pink clit. He nipped at the swell of her breast as his
fingers teased her right to the brink. He loved the feeling of her
fingers plowing through his hair, her nails scraping gently over
his scalp. Her throaty moans echoed in the quiet house.

Cream flowed from her cunt, coating his
probing fingers. Cord brought his fingers to his lips and licked
the salty nectar from his skin. He gave a throaty hum of
appreciation. “Delicious.”

Daphne shuddered against him. Amused by just
how easily she responded to his dirty talk, Cord brushed his lips
over her ear. “I want you to ride me, sugar. I want to watch you
put my cock in your pretty pink pussy and go wild.”

She whimpered and shoved her wet cunt
against his leg. Chuckling, Cord leaned across her and snatched a
condom from the bedside table. Daphne's enthusiasm only grew as he
rolled the latex down the length of his raging hard-on. She
clambered to her knees and raked her nails down his thighs.

When he was safely covered, Daphne pounced
on him. She braced a palm on his stomach and steadied his cock with
the other hand. Her pussy dripped with arousal. He'd never been
with a woman who got so wet and excited. He'd be lying if he said
it didn't stroke his male ego.

Teeth against her lip, Daphne lowered
herself inch by delicious inch onto his stiff cock. When she'd
taken all of him, she sat still for a second, seeming to acclimate
herself to the sensation of fullness. Cord couldn't take his eyes
off of her. She was so breathtakingly beautiful with her tousled
hair and slightly sleepy gaze. He clasped her waist and pulled her
forward, then pushed her back. “Just like that, darlin'.”

Daphne undulated like a belly dancer. The
diamond piercing glinted in the early morning sunlight. Her hair
whipped around her shoulders. With each swivel of her hips, those
mouthwatering tits bounced enticingly. He sat up and captured a
dusky peak between his lips. She cried out as he sucked hard and
playfully grazed his teeth over the sensitive pebble.

Leaning back, Cord watched his shiny cock
sliding in and out of her slick cunt. The erotic sound of their
coupling was music to his ears. She flicked her hips a bit faster
now and ground her clit against him. He spotted his belt on the
bedside table where he'd dropped it last night and grabbed it. He
looped it around the rounded curves of her ass and pulled tight as
if the belt were reins.

Daphne's eyes flashed with desire. Her pussy
fluttered around him. “Cord!”

Grinning like the Cheshire Cat, Cord tugged
the belt again. The knowledge Daphne liked a little kink sent
shockwaves straight to his balls. What other naughty delights could
he introduce to their bedroom?

Daphne's lips parted and a lazy sigh
escaped. She placed her hands on her breasts and started to bounce
on him. At the bottom of every down stroke, she circled her hips
and rubbed her clit against him. He gritted his teeth at the
unbelievable feeling of her pussy bottoming out on him again and
again. He jerked the belt fast and faster. Never one to disappoint,
Daphne rode him wantonly. The bed rattled with her rapid
movements.

Taking both ends of the belt in one hand,
Cord used the other to smack her ass. Daphne cried out with every
swat. If she'd asked him to stop, he would have immediately but she
didn't. Instead Daphne flicked her hips even more quickly. Her
fingers snaked down her belly and dipped between the glistening
folds of her sex. She massaged her clit with tight little
circles.

Cord's balls drew up against his body. His
stomach trembled as heat rolled low through him. He smacked her
backside hard enough to leave a mark. “Come for me, Daphne.”

Her thighs squeezed him just a second before
she tossed her head back and shrieked. Nearly feral, she rode him
like a woman unchained. He'd never seen anything so amazing as
Daphne in the throes of passion. There was no holding back his
climax. His entire body stiffened as cum rushed through his cock.
“Daphne!”

She collapsed against him. He wrapped his
arms around her and held her close. They gasped for air and
trembled. When he started to soften, Cord gently shifted her off of
his chest and did what needed to be done. He made a mental note to
get in to see his doctor. Being able to come inside Daphne, to hold
her as long as he wanted, would be worth the discomfort of the
testing.

Daphne curled up against him and crooked her
calf over his. He soothingly caressed her back. She shuddered a bit
when his hand drifted lower and encountered the heated skin of her
bottom. Curious, he craned his neck and glanced at her ass. His
rosy handprint stood out against the tan skin. There were pink
marks where the belt had been.

“
I'm sorry.” He kissed her
forehead. “I didn't mean to mark or hurt you.”

Smiling, Daphne shook her head. “It's a good
hurt.”

His brow arched. “A good hurt?”

“
I liked it. A lot,” she
added shyly. “Maybe we could do it again?”

“
Aw, hell, sugar, we'll be
doing that and more. Anything you want, we'll try.” His heart
clamored in his chest at the thought of all the antics they might
get up to together.

“
Anything?”

Cord's eyes narrowed. “What do you have in
mind?”

“
Well,” she toyed with his
chest, “would you wear your spurs?”

Surprise rippled through him. “My
spurs?”

Pink stained her cheeks. Daphne nodded. “You
have no idea how that sounds affects me. And the way you smell when
you come in from work.” Her eyelids drifted together. She shivered
in his arms. “God, Cord, it drives me wild.”

“
Wild, huh?” He rolled her
onto her back and nipped her neck. “I'll have to see what I can do
about that…”

* * * * *

Daphne licked a dollop of cream cheese
frosting from the spatula. Before he'd left for work that morning,
Cord had promised to grill steaks for dinner. She'd decided to make
an Italian cream cake, her absolute favorite, for dessert.
Hopefully Cord would like it.

The squeal of the front door sent her pulse
into overdrive. She could barely hear the jangle of spurs over the
thud of her heartbeat against her eardrums. Electricity zipped
along her spine at the realization he stood in the doorway. She
inhaled deeply and caught the scent that was so perfectly him.

Hands trembling, she put down the spatula
and turned to face him. Two lengths of rope dangled from one hand.
Cord stepped into the kitchen, his footfalls loud in the silent
house. There was a no-nonsense look to his face. A thrill of lust
and apprehension rippled across her belly.

“
Get on the
table.”

Without hesitation, Daphne followed his
command. She hopped onto the rectangular table sitting in the
breakfast nook. Cord tangled his fingers in her hair and captured
her mouth in a ravenous kiss. She clutched at his shirt. Her mind
reeled as the smell of leather and sweat and cedar infiltrated her
senses. She buried her nose against his neck and licked at his
skin.