Unleashed: Volume 2 (Unleashed #2) (21 page)

Kneeling down by the
couch, I brought a hand to his knee. The typical Kara Brooks would
have been shocked and dismayed, too shy and too damn polite to ever
attempt such a thing. That Kara Brooks had left the building.

I stroked my palm along
his quad muscle. Such definition, such strength and dominance even as
he slept. My other hand up as well, I caressed him, working my way up
his legs. Under the stretchy, form-fitting cotton of his briefs I
could see the outline of his cock. Eyes fixated on it, I stroked and
pet, grazing and circling my palms up his inner thighs.

My eyes widened as I
could see his steel length growing, pressing against the fabric as it
swelled in response to my touch. My lips parted and I brought my
hands up, cupping his large balls and drawing my thumb down along the
length of his hard shaft. A sleepy, aroused moan came rumbling from
deep in Declan’s chest. I could feel it, like the growl of a bear
in a cave.

Old Kara would have
shrank away, embarrassed, shy. But New Kara was in the house now,
bold and wanton. I was tired of holding back. I’d agreed to a week
of sexual servitude. It was time to deliver on my promise. I stroked
my hand down the length of the thick, hard bulge in his briefs.
Wondering at his enormous size, my hand traveled up to the crown,
then down again to the base.

“Kara,” he
murmured, shifting his weight and starting to wake up.

“Good morning,
Declan,” I murmured wickedly, sliding the waistband of his briefs
down over the head of his cock. It sprang to life out in the open,
urgent and straining up, a pearl of pre-come forming on the tip.

“Mmm,” I murmured,
licking my lips and bringing my mouth down to taste. I swirled my
tongue along his tip, hot and wet, licking him. He tasted delicious.
I’d signed up to be his slut for the week. Right now, that sounded
like a dream come true. I’d give him everything he wanted, make all
his fantasies come true.

“Kara, what are you
doing?” He voice still sounded groggy and thick. I slid the
waistband lower on his hips, freeing more of his cock. I brought my
mouth down again, taking more of him in with a wet swirl of my
tongue.

“Mmm,” I moaned,
positioning myself closer to him, kneeling right inside his leg on
the floor, between his thighs. Taking my mouth off for a moment, I
looked up into his eyes. “Declan, I want you in my mouth. Will you
teach me how to suck your cock?”

“Fuck,” he exhaled,
his hand up fisting his hair. He shifted along the couch, positioning
his hips directly under my face. I brought my hands to his briefs and
smiled. Still looking somewhat dazed, but also glazed with lust, he
lifted his hips. I slid his briefs down off him completely.

His huge cock thrust
out now, exposed completely for my enjoyment. Seeing it in its glory
I once again marveled over how it fully fit inside of me. It looked
so huge and powerful, veins pumping through it, more pre-come at the
crown. I stroked admiring fingers up and down its length, brought my
tongue down again to swirl up his come and taste. He swore again, his
hands grasping the couch on either side.

I opened up and took
him into my mouth, surrounding him with my wet heat. He hissed and I
sucked, drawing him in. I felt a heady rush, the thrill of desire, as
I brought one hand to his balls and caressed them, keeping the other
at the root of his cock. I didn’t know how I was going to take him
all the way into my mouth. But I wanted to, dearly. I wanted him deep
down my throat and I couldn’t wait for him to come, to swallow all
of his load. My pussy felt so wet I bet I was dripping, a slow bead
making its way down my inner thighs.

I looked up at him and
met his eyes. He was watching me like a hungry animal, intent,
burning up. He looked like he’d never seen anything he wanted more
than me on his cock. I moaned and took it in deeper, sucking and
swirling my tongue, wanting more of him.

“Fuck!” he called
out and brought his hands to my hair, twining them in my locks. “Suck
me, Kara.”

I did as I was told,
his command sending a deep throb straight to my sex. I needed to
serve this man. I’d do everything he told me and more.

Then, abruptly, he
pulled me off of him. Dazed, I kneeled between his legs, looking up
at him. What he was doing?

He brought a hand to
his huge prick. It looked even bigger than it had before, swollen and
slick from my mouth. I watched, riveted, while he stroked it right in
front of my face, but kept his other hand fisted in my hair. Keeping
me there, close, watching but not touching.

“You want to suck
this?” he asked, his voice low and thick.

“Yes!” I cried out,
my hands up on his thighs, fingers clutching him with need.

“Did you touch
yourself last night, Kara?”

“Yes,” I readily
admitted.

“Did you come?”

“No.” I looked into
his eyes, heat flooding my gaze. “You didn’t tell me I could.”

He growled in
satisfaction, his hand still wrapped around his cock. “Strip for
me.”

My legs weak with
desire, I stood up, wobbly. Looking at him the whole time, I peeled
off his t-shirt, letting him see my breasts. He took me in,
heavy-lidded in appreciation as he stroked himself. I brought my
fingers inside the waistband of his boxers, slid them down and
stepped out of them. Now he could see how wet I was, glistening and
dripping with need for him.

“Show me,” he
commanded, eyes locked on my pussy. “Show me how you touched
yourself.”

Following his
directions without hesitation, I brought my fingers down to my
throbbing clit. My eyes closed in pleasure as I found myself,
stroking and circling my swollen flesh. I was so close, so ready on
the brink.

“And your tits,”
Declan barked. I moaned at his command and brought my free hand up to
my breasts, rubbing, kneading, caressing.

“That’s right, just
like that,” Declan praised me and I moaned again, his words
stroking me as much as my fingers. “You see this?” His words
opened my eyes again and brought my attention to his cock in his
hand. “Do you want to learn how to suck this? Exactly how I want
you to do it?”

“Yes,” I panted, my
hand frantically working my slit.

“Do you want me to
train you?”

“Oh God! Yes!” I
didn’t know why the word “train” almost sent me over the edge,
but it did, my eyes closing again at their own will, the intensity of
my reaction nearly engulfing me.

“Kneel down before
me,” he thundered. I complied, scrambling to kneel down between his
thighs, right next to his cock. “Keep touching yourself. And show
me your tits.”

I worked myself,
thrusting, circling, and arched my back. I thrust my breasts out to
him, my nipples standing out like two dark pink buds, throbbing with
need.

“Yes!” Declan
jerked his cock over my tits. Hot come spurted onto them, splashing
up over my aching nipples.

“Oh! Declan!” Shock
and lust ripped through me and I threw my head back, my breasts
toward him and came. Throbbing waves of pleasure broke up and through
my body under his assault. He kept coming on me, each new hot load of
come on my breasts driving me into another crest, another cry out as
I shuddered in orgasm.

With a deep, satisfied
groan, Declan shot his last drop out of his cock onto my waiting
breasts. I sighed in release, deep, primal pleasure flooding my
entire body. He sank back onto the couch, watching me. I dropped down
onto my calves, feeling my wet, slick pussy against my ankles. It
felt like I might slide off. I could still feel his thick, warm cream
sliding down my breasts. My nipples covered in his come was the
nastiest thing I’d ever seen in my life, but it stroked me deep in
my core. The visceral evidence of his pleasure surrounded me,
rewarded me.

“We’re getting on a
plane in one hour,” he said, looking at me with wicked, heavy eyes.
“I’d like to keep you exactly like that, kneeling before me,
covered in my come.” I met his eyes and gave him a low smile in
response. I wanted that, too.

“But I have other
plans for you, Kara. We’re heading to New York for the week. And
you’ve been a bad girl.”

My eyes widened, my smile fell. What
was he talking about? He looked at me, intense, controlling. “You’re
going to need to take your punishment. I didn’t tell you you could
come.”

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