Undercover Obsession (31 page)

“Relax, Haley, it’ll fit.” Shucking his
jeans, he wrapped his hand around his cock as he moved slowly
towards her, his eyes staying on her face, her eyes riveted to his
hand gripping his cock.

Haley knew men masturbated, of course, but
she had never imagined how erotic it would be to watch one stroke
his cock with such slow, teasing strokes. His cock was as big as
the rest of him, long and thick and she had doubts about its fit,
but the closer he came, the more she wanted to feel all that
hardness filling her, stretching her like she had never dreamed she
would be fucked.

Reaching out with his free hand for the
sheet, Ian gave it a tug and tossed the offending cover to the foot
of the bed, his eyes feasting on her naked body. Long and slim, her
breasts small but softly rounded, her nipples taut berries he
hungered to taste, her damp labia barely visible through her neatly
trimmed blond pubic hair, she was absolutely, fucking perfect. “You
are a beautiful woman, Haley. Let me see more of you. Bend your
legs and spread your knees for me.”

A shudder ran through her at the command in
his tone. His take charge attitude made it easy for her to comply,
made her grateful that she didn’t have to guess what he wanted,
didn’t have to wonder if she was pleasing him. Bending her knees,
she slowly widened them, her face flaming with embarrassment even
though her pussy heated with pleasure at his look of approval.
“Ian,” she groaned softly, “lay down with me.” She really wanted to
feel all that hard, naked flesh next to her skin.

“Not yet. Once I do, I’ll be inside you, so
just let me savor you for a minute. Grab the headboard and don’t
let go.” Releasing his cock, he reached out one hand to cup her
right breast, the other one going between her legs, one finger
sliding inside her with ease.

Gripping the slats tightly, Haley arched into
his hands, the pleasure of being touched again after so long almost
too much. His eyes stayed on her body, watching his hands explore
her, watching her body’s response. Her nipple pulsed beneath his
fingers when he rolled the puckered bud between them while slowly
exploring the depth of her pussy, every inch of her slowly
contracting walls, lightly, too damn lightly, rasping over her
clit. A whimper escaped her, a small cry of frustration as he
slowly teased her.

Ian broke out in a sweat, controlling his own
lust until he had brought her pleasure first. As difficult as that
was, it was worth the torment to watch her slowly come apart. Her
body started to writhe under his hands, her own sweat-slick flesh
glistening as her hips bucked against his hand and her torso pushed
up against his fingers, turning slightly to lure him over to her
other breast. “That’s it, show me what you like, what you want.
Come for me, Haley.”

There it was again, that commanding voice
giving her no choice but to obey, leaving her with no desire to do
anything but what he dictated. She cried out with the deep plunge
of two fingers, shook as he rooted out her clit then screamed as he
milked that small, long neglected piece of flesh, gifting her
nipple to the same treatment. Incoherent with pleasure, she got
lost in the ecstasy consuming her, pleasure like she had never
experience before, more pleasure than she had ever hoped for from
this encounter, and he wasn’t even fucking her yet. God help her,
she groaned as she slowly came back to her senses, her body reduced
to small tremors yet already aching for more.

“That was stunning,” he said hoarsely as he
dropped down on top of her, his hips fitting perfectly between
hers, his arms braced beside her head as he gazed down into her
flushed face, her blue eyes still showing signs of the shocked
pleasure she had just experienced. Narrowing his eyes at her, he
asked quietly, “Just how long has it been?”

Ignoring him, Haley dropped her arms around
his bare shoulders and lifted her hips up against his in an open
invitation, hoping he’d take the hint. “Fuck me, Ian.” Reaching
between them, she curled her fingers around his girth, not
surprised to discover she couldn’t quite reach all the way around
him. “Nothing matters tonight but this, okay?”

Grabbing the condom he had tossed on the bed,
he snapped, “Put it on,” then had to clench his teeth in restraint
as she did just that, taking her time making sure the latex was
nice and snug. Bending his head, he sucked one nipple into his
mouth, his teeth nibbling as he reached down, cupped her right
buttock and lifted her up for his penetration.

He filled her in one stroke, his size and her
long celibacy causing her some discomfort, but that only seemed to
heighten her arousal, push her higher faster as he wasted no time
pulling back and plunging back in with a force that pushed her body
upward. Haley had no idea what triggered her slight panic, what
caused her to go from eagerly meeting each downward stroke with
enthusiasm to gasping for air as if she was suffocating. His size
blocked out the meager light and she suddenly found herself in the
darkness of her past, of Tim coming towards her in a fit of
jealousy with the intent of causing her tremendous pain. She
thought she was doing an admirable job of suppressing her fear
until Ian flipped them over with a curse, settling her on top of
him without dislodging his cock, his hand coming down hard on her
ass.

“Next time, you fucking tell me when I do
something that scares you. Got it?” he snarled, his eyes dark and
intent on her face as he gauged her reaction.

Haley didn’t know what startled her more,
that there might be a next time or the way the sting from that slap
set her pussy on fire. The panic that had come upon her so quickly
was gone just as fast, making her struggle to set aside the shame
to embrace the pleasure once again. Wondering if her response to
that sting was a fluke, she said, “Do that again.”

Frowning, trying to keep from moving until
she was ready, he asked, “Do what again?”

She didn’t let her mortification keep her
from saying, “You know…spank me.”

Surprise held him still for a moment. He
didn’t even realize he had smacked her, the gesture had been so
automatic. Thank God she took it so well, not only took it well but
was asking for more. Before she could question her own response, he
slapped her cheek again, just hard enough to sting, not hard enough
for that sting to linger long. Her pussy clutched at his cock, her
cream soaking him as she gasped in pleasure and lifted slightly,
her slick walls clinging to his cock. Another slap drove her back
down and another had her hands clutching his shoulders, her nails
biting into his skin.

Piper had been right, was all Haley could
think as she rode him harder, faster, in time with the light slaps
he peppered on her buttocks. Thankfully, he knew just when she
couldn’t handle anymore, just when she needed him to take over
again, just when she needed to come or die trying.

Grabbing her warm hips, Ian thrust up into
her, controlling her hips as their groins slapped together over and
over. Just as her pussy clamped tightly around him, the small
contractions escalating to tight fisted clutches, he flipped her
back over, praying he was doing the right thing.

Haley’s orgasm burst upon her with a force
beyond her control, the pleasure whipping through her uncontainable
as she met him thrust for thrust, her legs going around his hips to
further anchor him to her. He drove her ruthlessly from one climax
to another so fast she never knew when one stopped and another
began. Six years of abstinence exploded in a torrent of pleasure
that let the past recede for good as each hard thrust sent her
spiraling towards a brighter future.

Ian held on as long as he could, his senses
drowning in the pleasure of watching and feeling her come apart
beneath him. Arching like a bow under his pistoning body, her pussy
repeatedly clamping around his dick, however, was too much to bear
and he let go, let the pleasure consume him as it did her until
they lay in a heap of damp, panting exhaustion. Drawing the sheet
back up, he pulled her pliant, sated body over his, smiled when she
draped her arm and leg across him with a tired, contented sigh, and
drifted to sleep.

Atlantic City

Piper savored the feel of Brody’s hard, sweat
slick muscles beneath her as she straddled his hips and slowly
lowered herself onto his straining cock. He had surprised her last
night by joining her upstairs after they returned from dinner and
she enjoyed having him in her bed again too much to question him
about his change of heart. After catching an early flight out of
Branson to Atlantic City, he had surprised her yet again by booking
a room for them in the Empire’s hotel with one king sized bed, a
bed she was now taking full advantage of as well as the very
willing, very aroused man sharing it with her. “Brody,” she
whispered shakily as she came to rest on his groin, his cock fully
embedded in her pussy.

“Don’t move,” Brody rasped tightly, his hands
gliding up her sides to cup her full breasts. “If you do, this’ll
be over way too soon.”

“Then I’ll just have to work at getting you
back in gear, won’t I?” Smiling down at him, she dug her fingers
into his shoulders and tortured them both by lifting back up so
slowly, she could feel the ridges of his cock against her sensitive
flesh, his girth so wide it was impossible to avoid gliding over
her swollen clit, the stroke just slow enough, just light enough to
build on her arousal. Coupled with his hands kneading her breasts,
his palms stroking just as lightly over her distended nipples, she
knew she was going to be begging him for more, for harder any
moment.

“If anyone could get a quick second rise out
of me, it would be you, darlin’. Why didn’t you lose weight in your
breasts? I would’ve thought you would have.” Her breasts were more
than a plump handful, firm but soft, and looking at them from this
angle, they were an awesome sight.

“I did, a whole cup size. More, Brody,
please,” she finally pleaded as she lowered her hips again, this
time a little faster.

“Jesus, how big were you? Not that I’m
complaining, because, frankly, I think they’re fucking awesome as
is.” The way he was feeling towards her, he knew she could lose
every inch and he’d still want her. Just one more reason he hoped
they ended up with enough evidence to move on either Charles or
Pasquino by tomorrow night. If not, he had no idea how much longer
before Carlos could get enough on his own on Pasquino to end his
tight rein on the East coast drug trafficking.

“Big,” she said absently as her body strained
for more and he continued to hold back on her. Rather than begging
again, she took matters into her own hands and leaned forward when
he released her breasts to smooth his hands back down her sides
without giving her what she wanted. Leveling her shoulders over his
head, she stopped with her left nipple dangling right above his
mouth. Swaying very lightly, she teased those sensuous lips open by
rubbing her hardened tip back and forth then, right before he
clamped down on it, she switched to tormenting him with her right
nipple until, with a frustrated growl that made her pussy gush, he
tightened his hands on her hips, held her still and took her nipple
as well as much of her soft flesh surrounding it into his mouth.
The feel of her achingly sensitive flesh being sucked into the wet
heat of his mouth sent shards of pleasure down to her throbbing
pussy, but it was the hard swat on her ass that had her pussy
clutching the hard flesh filling her.

Wanting to feel that fiery burn spreading to
her pussy again, she moaned, “Again, Brody,” as she rose halfway up
his length before slamming back down with the next slap, his lips
and teeth never letting up on torturing her nipple.

Reluctantly, Brody released her nipple to
ask, “Again, Piper?” as he rubbed his palm over the warm skin he
had just smacked.

“Yes, harder, please.” She was beyond caring
how she sounded as she rose with his caress and lowered with his
slap, this one harder like she had asked, the pain sharper, the
pleasure higher. “Again,” she demanded when he caressed that ache
as he sucked her other nipple into his mouth. This slap was
accompanied by the sharp nip of his teeth on her nipple, the slight
sting adding to the sting from his swat, both merging in her
spasming pussy and aiding in arousal that was quickly spiraling out
of control.

Her voice became a litany of softly pled
demands of more and more as he continued with the slap and rub
titillation, continued to torture her nipples, switching back and
forth, leaving one damp and throbbing as he suckled, nipped and
licked the other. Her buttocks swelled and pulsed with warmth, just
like her pussy did. She managed to keep in control of her driving
rhythm until her small contractions exploded into one large burst
of consuming pleasure so intense she was unable to do anything but
hold on to him tightly.

As soon as her soft cries erupted into a
scream of pleasure as her pussy clamped like a vise around his
cock, soaking him with her release, Brody grabbed her hips and
slammed up into her, fucking her faster, harder than she had been
able to manage, his own restraint gone, lost in the throes of his
own climax. With her face now buried in his shoulder, stifling her
cries, the rhythmic slick slaps of their bodies coming forcefully
together along with their labored breathing were the only sounds in
the room until her small teeth biting into his shoulder elicited
his shout as his cock jerked out the last of his seed into her
welcoming body.

Piper settled against Brody thinking this had
been a good way to end such a stressful day. Returning to the
casino had been more difficult than she had thought it would be,
the memories of what happened the last time she sought out Charles
on his turf hadn’t, apparently, dimmed enough in the ensuing years
to deaden the pain of his violent loss. The three of them had spent
the afternoon in the casino, Brody and Ian playing the tables while
she sat at the slots, speaking to both guests and employees, many
of whom remembered Brody and Ian as Charles’s former employees. She
had been surprised at how easily and convincingly they both slipped
back into their false roles, and at how good they were at ferreting
out information. Even though watching them made her realize how
very little she knew about the man she was sleeping with, it hadn’t
lessened her desire for him in the least.