Trust Me (6 page)

    
Fucking with an audience was one of her
unfulfilled fantasies, one she wouldn’t mind exploring with this man. “I
wouldn’t mind an audience and the thought of being surrounded by the beauty of
the islands native habitat and the smell of the flowers in the sultry air would
only add to the seduction.” As did the sight of him cupping his balls with his
free hand as his palm covered the round, bulbous head of his cock before
gliding slowing back down his shaft, spreading his seeping juices as he went.

    
“Have you ever had sex in public, with
others watching?” Alec asked as she pulled her finger from her pussy, the wet
digit a testament to her arousal.

    
“No, but the thought always excited me.
I’ve heard about your parties at Gabe’s. They sound like fun.” Brooke filled
her pussy with two fingers this time as she alternated between her nipples, the
dual stimulation quickly escalating her need.

    
“They are. You should let me take you to
one sometime. Come here Brooke.” Releasing his cock, Alec lifted the trays off
the bed before leaning back against the headboard and pulling her on top of
him. With a hand around her nape and an arm across her hips, he held her
immobile as his mouth took hers in a deep, wet kiss as he enjoyed the feel of
her completely bare body against his bare skin for the first time. Her legs
fell open around his hips and when he felt the damp heat of her cunt against
his cock, he damn near came right then. Luckily, she broke their kiss and
struggled out of his hold, removing that sweet temptation away from his
tortured flesh as she sat up.

    
“Uh, uh,” she admonished, wagging a finger
at him. “I want to play first.” Not only did she want to play, Brooke thought
as she gazed down at the hard, muscled body beneath her, but her determination
to drive him senseless had become an obsession. Her plan to accomplish that
with her teasing masturbation backfired when he simply joined her, but she
wouldn’t let that deter her. Grabbing his thick wrists, she lifted his arms
above him, her breasts dangling in his face as she leaned up. “Keep them there
while I have my way with you.”

    
Alec smiled, allowing her little attempt
at control, confident he could take it from her whenever he wanted to. “I’m all
yours, sugar.”

    
Brooke frowned at the knowing smirk on his
face. “If you move them, I get to punish you,” she threatened even though the
reverse idea of her paddling his ass was a complete turn off for her.

    
Alec gave a bark of laughter, before
saying, “Not in this lifetime, Brooke, but I’ll behave. For a while.”

    
“Not an equal opportunity lover, huh?”

    
“When it comes to pleasure, yes, when it
comes to doling out that pleasure, whether through punitive means or softer
coercion, then no.”

    
Well, she thought smugly, there were more
ways to torment his senses, and she knew all of them. Bending lower over his
face, she rocked sideways so her nipple barely grazed his lips, tempting him
until he opened his mouth and she allowed him to suckle her. Moaning, she
reluctantly pulled back and rose above him, her spread thighs clasping his hips
tightly as she ran her palms slowly down his hard chest, her fingers tugging
lightly on his crisp hair then grazing his copper nipples.

    
The woman definitely knew how to torment a
man, Alec thought as he enjoyed the sight of her lean body poised above him and
the feel of her soft thighs clutching him. But when those talented hands moved
from caressing his chest to caressing her own, he knew he wasn’t going to allow
her too much time to torment him. “Does that feel good?” he asked her even
though he knew the answer by the way her pretty pink nipples tightened into
hard, red nubs.

    
Too good, Brooke thought as she felt her
pussy swell and dampen even further in the anticipation of feeling his cock
filling her again. “Yes, very good. So does this.” Teasing him, and herself
further, she lifted slightly, trailed both hands up her thighs until her thumbs
rested alongside her folds. With her eyes on his face, his eyes between her
splayed knees, she spread her lips, rose and then slowly lowered herself over
his up thrust cock, taking him into her one slow inch at a time. When his eyes
glazed over and his hands fisted, making his biceps tighten, she smiled in
triumph. By the time she had him embedded completely inside her, both their
bodies were damp with the exertion of holding back, their breathing harsh as
they held back, each refusing to be the first to lose control.

    
Cupping her breasts again, Brooke rose
using only her thighs, lifting until only the head of his cock remained
clutched by her pussy, before treating them both to another slow glide down,
her body shaking with the tormented effort of holding herself at bay while the
feel of his hard as steel penis brought her to the edge of climax.

    
She was killing him, Alec thought, but it
was a hell of a way to die. He loved watching her take him, loved watching his
cock disappear so slowly inside her, loved feeling those warm, wet walls
closing around him as they sucked him in only to loosen as she pulled off him,
revealing his cock glistening with the proof of her own excitement. But the
sight of her red, swollen clit peeking out of its hiding place, silently
begging for attention, was too much to resist. “Play time’s over, sugar.”
Bringing his arms down, he landed a hard smack on her right cheek the same time
he pressed her clit against his cock as he surged up into her.

    
Brooke screamed, splintering apart as the
orgasm surprised her with its swiftness and intensity, especially after she
thought she had the upper hand. Gripping his shoulders, she could do nothing
but ride out the storm as she rode his cock, the slaps on her ass and the
relentless pressure on her clit heightening her pleasure as it swamped her
senses.

    
She was stunning, Alec thought as he
watched her bounce on him, meeting each upward thrust of his body with a
downward fall of her hips, her pussy clenching around his dick as she came.
When her spasms slowed, he caressed her warm buttocks wondering if they were as
red as her face. While she was still shuddering, her mind still foggy with the
pleasure, he reversed their positions with one smooth move and began taking her
again.

    
Brooke would later curse her inability to
maintain her control with this man, but right now, the feel of his hard body
pinning her to the bed, his harsh breaths in her ear and his hard cock
plummeting her depths deeper and harder than any lover before him all combined
to throw her once again into the maelstrom of pleasure that there was no escape
from. Wrapping her legs around his waist she accepted each hard thrust with a
lift of her hips as she accepted his hard kiss and relished his groan in her
mouth as he came. Feeling his cock jerk in release inside her set off another
climax of her own, one of his hard hands clasping her buttock and holding her
against him as they slowly came to their senses.

    
Alec grabbed Brooke’s small overnight case
from the backseat and handed it to her. “I wish you’d let me walk you to your
terminal,” he said, ignoring the hustle and bustle of traveler’s coming and
going as he tried to ignore the unaccustomed longing to prolong her departure.
Few women had ever left a lasting impression with him, but from the way he was
feeling just knowing she was leaving, he knew Brooke was going to be among
those few.

    
“There’s no need, but I appreciate the
offer.” Taking her case, she leaned up, clasped his head and pulled his mouth
down to hers. “Thanks for a memorable night. If you’re ever in New York, look
me up. We’ll do the town,” she smiled then nipped his bottom lip before adding,
“after we do each other.”

    
Alec took those smiling lips in a hard,
wet, deep kiss, oblivious to the onlookers. Wrapping his arm around her, he
clasped her hip and pressed her against him, letting her feel how she affected
him.

    
Brooke groaned into his mouth, her tongue
dueling with his as she tried to ignore the arousal the feel of his hard cock
gave her. He was definitely going to be a hard man to dismiss with her usual
cavalier ease.

    
“Sugar,” he drawled as he reluctantly
eased back, “I’m going to take you up on that offer some day. In the meantime,
my door’s always open.”

    
“I’ll remember that.”

    
Alec watched her enter the terminal until
the crowd swallowed her up then reluctantly turned away before he did something
stupid like chase her down and beg her to stay another day or two.

Chapter Four

    
Unable to help himself, Will settled on his
bed, naked, cock in hand, and dialed the number for Midnight Fantasies again
before punching in Angel’s extension. All week long he had been unable to
forget her soft, shy voice or the surprised pleasure he heard in it when she
climaxed. At odd moments he found himself imagining what she looked like, how
her short, round body would feel against his hard body, how her pale skin and
bright hair would look against his black satin sheets. He had been obsessed
with her all week, especially after calling again on Wednesday only to find out
she was unavailable. Not being able to get hold of her had only seemed to
increase his obsession.

     
“Midnight Fantasies. This is A...angel.
What is your pleasure?”

    
His cock twitched at the sound of her
voice and Will was so glad to hear it, he simply said, “You.”

    
“W…Will?” Angie asked hopefully.

    
“Yes, it’s me, little one. How are you?”
Her voice had sounded timid, but hopeful which made him wonder if this
obsession went both ways.

    
“I’m good. I…I’m really glad you called
again.” Angie had been both dreading and looking forward to her scheduled time
for Midnight Fantasies this week. Last week, Will had kept her on the line for
the remainder of her two hour shift and so far tonight she had only two
previous callers, both of whom she managed to talk to without them hanging up
or requesting someone else. Thanks to Will, she was a little more confident
tonight and had a better idea what to say to these callers to please them, but
getting her previous callers off hadn’t affected her at all, as a matter of
fact, listening to them climax had left her cold, much like she felt towards
the end of her marriage.

  
During the summer months, while school was
out, she worked during the week tutoring students of all ages as well as
holding reading and craft classes at the local library for grade school
children, which left only Saturdays available for her to earn extra money. But,
this past week, her mind had not been on the children she loved to be around
but on the deep voice that had inspired her to an unaccustomed height of
arousal and awesome climax, one she didn’t have to fake her way through.

    
“How are you?” she asked, really wanting
to know.

    
“Other than not getting much accomplished
this past week because visions of a curvy redhead kept interrupting my
concentration, I’m good. Did you think of me, Angel?”

    
“More than I should have.” Looking down at
her breasts, which were showcased in a black corset, she admitted shyly. “I
dressed hoping you’d call tonight.”

    
“Is that so,” he answered, pleased she had
thought ahead about pleasing him. “Tell me.”

    
There it was again, she thought as her
nipples peaked, that instant response from her body to just the sound of his
deep voice commanding her. “It’s a black corset, which pushes my breasts up
until they look like they’re perched on a shelf. I’m wearing a matching thong.”

    
Will groaned, imagining what those lush
breasts looked like. He bet her ass looked spectacular in a thong. He slowed
his fist on his cock trying to get himself under control, but it wasn’t
working. “God, Angel, I’ll bet you look fucking awesome.”

    
She didn’t she thought, but it was nice to
hear it anyway. She knew if Will saw her in person, he wouldn’t be nearly as
turned on by her body as he was by his imagination. “How about you? What are
you wearing?”

    
“Nothing, and it’s a damn good thing
because I doubt I could get a pair of pants off around this hard on I’m
sporting. Pinch your nipples for me, Angel.”

    
Why his demands thrilled her when the
previous callers lewd remarks left her cold, she didn’t know, but she was glad
they did. If Will became a regular customer, this job would be worth the
humiliation of doing it. “Okay, I’m pinching them. They’ve gotten harder, and
redder.”

    
Her soft breathless voice made his own
nipples pucker and he wished she were here so she could suckle them as he would
hers. “Now hold them between your thumbs and fore fingers and press until it
hurts.”