Tingle All the Way (7 page)

“What? Is that all you have to say?” Her
nipples throbbed with sweet agony as her cunt wept, unfulfilled.

She took a warning step toward him and he
switched the pearls on again. Her knees buckled, almost taking her to the floor.
As she regained her footing, he switched them off again.

Then the oddest thing happened.

Kayla laughed.

Guffawing like she had never laughed
before. It was the strangest thing to do, but felt so right as she looked at
the naked and aroused man before her. She couldn’t remember the last time she
had let loose and had a good time with a man, especially during sex.

And this could definitely be considered a
good time.

It had been so very long since she had sex,
especially with a man who really turned her on. One who had the balls to tease
her and make her feel all woman, from her head to her toes.

Barry tossed the control box on the table,
drawing nearer until they were almost nose to nose, and then took her into his
arms. “You are so beautiful when you’re happy. And hotter than hell when you’re
aroused.” He took her mouth in a passionate kiss that smothered her giggles and
instantly raised her temperature.

Holy crap.
The man kissed like a paragon.

As his lips caressed down her throat and
back up, he murmured, “I need to be inside you.”

“Yes. Oh God. Yes.” She’d been ready since
the moment her eyelids had risen this morning.

“Those clamps need to come off before we go
any further.” Reaching between them with both hands, he pinched the clamps open
at the same time.

Again, Kayla’s breath caught on a gasp of
pure agony.

Barry grabbed her head, holding her in
place, devouring her mouth as needle-sharp pain flooded her peaks, the smarting
ache similar to when feeling rushed back into a numb arm or leg that had fallen
asleep.

By the time his kiss ended, the sensation
in her breasts had dulled somewhat, just a quiet throb remained. And Lord, her
nipples were sensitive pressed against his chest.

“You are never doing that to me again,” she
grumbled. ”Those things suck.”

It sure looked to Kayla as if the damn man
fought a grin. He ducked his head and began to nibble on her neck, swirling his
tongue in the hollow of her collarbones. Then she heard him release a muffled,
partly suppressed laugh.

“
Barrrrry.
” Trying to sound indignant,
she failed when his name turned into a moan.

“What about the pearl thong?”

Loving the moist caress of his lips and
tongue, she leaned her head to the side, providing him more access. “Hum. Well,
I kinda liked those.”

An arm slipped from around her as he
retrieved the remote control off the table. “Then why don’t we try them out in
bed.” He took her hand in his and led her forward.

Kayla climbed on the plush mattress,
remembering when she woke up this morning. So much had changed since then.
Barry located another condom and donned it before he joined her. A bubble of
happiness rose inside her as he eased her back against the softness and moved
between her thighs.

He ran a finger over her slit. “I want you
so badly, I can’t think of anything else.”

Desire lanced through her so sharp and
needy she trembled. Relief blended with excitement when she felt his cock
pressed against her opening. With one thrust he penetrated her, pushing aside
the pearls. Then he switched on the control box.

Plunging in and out, he groaned. “Fuck.
That feels strange. Good. But strange.”

Fantastic would be a better word, because
now her pussy was filled with him and his body rubbed sensually against her
clit, while it felt as if the beads had pushed inside her anus. The steady
vibration threatened to put a quick end to this decadent moment, but she was
holding on to the pleasure. Then Barry pinched her nipples.

The pressure in her womb exploded. Kayla
screamed, bucking beneath him as the world around her blurred. She came hard,
so hard that her entire back arched off the bed. Breathing took second place to
the rolling sensations roaring through her.

When she was finally able to inhale, she
realized that Barry had followed her over the cliff of ecstasy. He collapsed
atop her, his heart rate pounding out of control, matching hers with each beat.
It took a while before either of them could move or speak. When Barry finally
rolled off her only small quakes in her pussy remained, but started to build
again when the vibrating pearls snapped back in place.

Thank God he turned the control box off,
allowing her body to ease into a contented state. Kayla didn’t know what got
into her. Usually after sex either her or her partner got up and left, but this
time she snuggled close to Barry, inhaling his scent and the musky aroma they
had created together. For the longest time they lay together in silence. He
held her, his fingers playing absentmindedly with a lock of her hair.

A moth fluttering from its resting place on
the wall made her think of Hector. Had he left for good? Because he had been
way too quiet, or maybe things were going along the road the little guy had
deemed they should. Still she would feel more comfortable knowing what he was
up to. Okay. Okay. Maybe she kind of liked the troublemaker. Inadvertently,
Hector had been responsible for leading her into this man’s arms.

Barry kissed her on the forehead, erasing
her thoughts of Hector. “How about a shower and a movie?”

“If you want to go out, I’ll need something
better to wear than your t-shirt and sweatpants.”

“Who said we’re going out? Now that I have
you here I don’t want to share you with anyone. I thought we’d lounge in
bed—naked. Order a movie from cable and maybe call for pizza later. Sound
good?”

“Sounds wonderful.” And way more enjoyable
than how Kayla would normally have spent Christmas Eve.

While she stretched and tarried in bed a
little longer, he rose and began to dig through one of the drawers of his
nightstand before disappearing into the bathroom. When she heard the beat of
water, she lazily got to her feet, shedding the pearl thong and placing it on
the nightstand, then she padded toward the open door.

Barry’s bathroom was like the rest of the
house, elegant. Beneath a glass-block window sat a claw-footed tub. His and hers
sinks sat on granite countertops in wavy gray, black and peach colors, and
Barry stood before a tiled walk-in shower big enough for four people, his hand
beneath the flow.

“What temperature do you like the water?”

“Hot.” She smoothed a palm down his back to
his delicious ass. “I like everything hot, especially my men.” Her fingers
curled and she squeezed the firm globes.

He looked over a shoulder, his eyes
smoldering with heat. “I think that can be managed.” Then he stepped inside and
crooked a finger in her direction, urging her to follow.

Kayla went willingly.

She hadn’t noticed until she entered the
stall that he held a full palm of soap. As the steamy water sluiced across her
body, so did Barry’s hands.

Her chest tightened when she realized that
no one, not even her aunt, had cared enough to address any of her needs, even
as simple as bathing her when she was young. Barry was the first, as he gently
cleansed her body. His consideration forced Kayla to really look at him, past
the image of a man to what lay inside. Was there a chance that this thing
between them could actually work?

No. This day was about sex and fulfilling
both their needs. It couldn’t be anything more. When his fingers slid sensually
down the cleft of her cheeks, placing pressure against her anus, she raised a
brow.

“I want to take you here.” Something
smoldered hot and wild in his eyes and set her pulse racing. “You have such a
sexy ass.” He caressed the puckered flesh and then pushed against the opening
once more. “Have you ever been fucked here?”

“No.” The mere thought made her pussy
contract and moisture dampen her thighs.

“Can I?”

She couldn’t mask her surprise. “Now?” Not
only had his request caught her off guard, but the man was unbelievable—his
stamina, amazing.

“Now.” Without waiting for her response, he
reached for a bottle of lube lying on a shelf.

The little devil.

“You had this planned,” she stated—there
was no question in her mind.

“I had hoped.” Uncapping the container, he
squeezed a generous amount into his hand.

Her heartbeat picked up watching him spread
the oily substance over his cock. Base to tip and back again, the strokes he
made were beyond arousing. Her tender nipples beaded, making her breasts feel
heavy and needy while her sex grew taut. She could get used to watching this
man masturbate.

Barry hit a new level of exhilaration. His
dick was rock hard, again. His body hummed with something indescribable. In all
his life, he had never taken a woman three times in less than three hours, but
there was something about Kayla that enthralled him.

He couldn’t get enough of her.

His blood simmered even hotter under the
heated look in her eyes as he touched himself. The thought of watching her
pleasure herself set his pulse raging, but that would have to wait. Right now
he had to christen that virgin orifice that no man had ever entered. That in
itself made a voice inside his head whisper,
mine
.

It was a crazy thought, but dammit, he
wanted this woman to be his and not for a day or night. If he was honest, he’d
wanted her from the moment he’d seen her.

“It might sting some, but I promise after
I’m in, you’ll feel something you never experienced before.”

“Yeah. That’s what you said about those
damn nipple clamps.”

Chuckling, he reached out and smoothed a
finger across a nipple. She gasped. “Doesn’t that feel good?” He knew that the
sensitivity she felt from the clamps would heighten her response to his touch.

“Yes,” she replied almost begrudgingly
through a smile.

Coating several of his fingers with
lubricant, he added extra to the tip of his index finger before reaching behind
her to spread her cheeks. Water gushed over them as he pushed the slightest bit
into her ass. She gasped and rose on her tiptoes, mounting his excitement. His
balls contracted and he felt the pull to his own anus. To distract her, he
nibbled on an earlobe and began to slowly but firmly push his finger farther
into her.

“Barry.” His name was a low groan. Then he
breached the first ring of muscle with a pop, pressing farther to penetrate the
second.

For this to work she had to be aroused,
begging for him to take her. Easing another digit inside her, he reached
between her thighs with his free hand to find her so damn wet, cream slicked
her skin. Scissoring his fingers within her anal canal, he took care to stretch
the taut rings. In the process, her inner muscles tightened and relaxed against
his invasion. Barry wondered if she even realized what she’d done. He waited
until she did it again before he eased out an inch at a time from her opening.

“No. Please.”

When he took a step backward, she glanced
up at him.

“That felt different, but amazing. Please,
I need more.”

Was this woman for real? Could she possible
enjoy all types of sex?

The thought blew his mind. He’d never met a
woman so eager to try different things. She appeared to like everything. Well.
Except for the initial pain of the nipple clamps.

“Turn around, baby. Place your palms on the
wall and bend over. I can’t wait any longer.” Adding more lube to his shaft, he
flinched when he grazed the sensitive spot beneath the rim. “I promise to go
slowly. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t. Just do it, Barry.”

The confidence in her tone humbled him. She
trusted him.

“Relax,” he said.

Kayla drew a breath and let it out, taking
her time to control the pace.

“Good. Do that again.”

His firm erection was positioned against
her puckered opening. She inhaled and exhaled, her breath easing from her lungs
as he entered her. When the bluntness of his dick, slick with lube, pushed past
the first wall of resistance, she cried out.

“Baby, you are so fucking tight.” His voice
broke on a shiver that rocked him back on his heels. Barry fought to remember
to take it slow, when what he really wanted was to bury himself so deep inside
her, he wouldn’t be able to tell where he began and she ended.

“More. I want more.” Her arms quivered
against the wall as steam enveloped them in a misty haze.

“Easy, baby.”

Her head lolled back, her wet hair teasing
his belly as the water continued to sluice over them.

“Easy, Barry?
Really?
Give it to me
now,” she growled.

He gripped her hips and plunged forward.

A startled scream burst from her lips,
along with a jerk and a curse. “God, it burns. Oh damn. So full.” Her head fell
between her arms. Her breaths were short pants. But when she ground her hips
into his, he knew she liked what he was doing to her.