UNSTOPPABLE (Siri's Saga Book 2) (17 page)

The smell of fresh flowers fills my nostrils. "Umm. Flowers!" I look at him.

"No peeking! Close your eyes, Naughty Thang." I giggle and close them. "Now five steps and open them. Go on."

I take the five steps, then open my eyes. I’m gobsmacked! My hands fall first to my sides, then to my heart, then to my face as I squeal. I whirl around and pounce, wrapping both my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

He laughs as he catches me. "I guess this means you like it?"

Overwhelmed by what I saw, my face is hugged up tight to his neck. "Umm hmm!" Is all I can say with my face buried.

"I’m glad you do, Wild Thang. I thought you might." He holds me tight allowing me to nuzzle him until I catch my breath. After a few moments of intense emotions running through me, I lean back, and stare into the happiest green eyes on the sweetest man in the world.

"Oh My Fucking Golden God!" I shower him with kisses upon kisses upon kisses, covering every inch of his face, on his lips, his straight nose, his soft cheeks, his scruffy jaw. He holds me tight, letting me indulge myself. One last, loud smack on his perfect lips and I drop to my feet then spring around to view the room. I stand still shocked by the enormous perfection. The room is a dance floor as big as a stage. Looking to the left, I see a single chair sitting next to a long thin table filled with the fresh flowers I smell. There are bottles of water and a small Bose sound system sitting on top of it. These are the only two pieces of furniture in the whole, expansive room. At each end are high, short windows with white sheers covering them, allowing soft, natural light to fill the room. Every wall is covered with mirrors, so the perfect lighting is amplified. Down the length of each of the side walls sits a ballet barre placed waist high. But the best part, is what sits under the rear windows. I smile at it. Sitting alone in the middle of that area, is a simple stripper pole. "Aurei! A pole! It’s perfect!" I tell him as I unbutton my new peacoat and drop it at his feet. When I look up into his eyes, I’m overwhelmed with gratitude and I throw myself on him again. "You’re perfect!" I smack him loud once more on the lips then sink to sit on the floor and pull my boots off.

"What are you doing?" He laughs.

"What does it look like?" I giggle as I stand up. "Stripping." I toss my top at him and it lands on his head. I hear him laughing as I run to the table. I dig my iPhone out of my pocket and plug it in, then unzip my pants while my playlist loads. "You are in for a real treat, Maximus Aurelius Moore. Get ready." The first notes to Flashdance floats out and the Bose fills the empty room with luscious sound. I lean my head back, and spread my arms wide. "I love this song! I already knew I was a dancer, but after seeing this movie with my Grandmother, I knew I had to learn ballet." I push my pants off and step out of them, then trot out onto the dance floor in my navy bra and matching panties.

The song starts over and I hear Aurei say. "Ballet. I knew it."

As I kneel on my knees, touch my forehead to the floor and spread my arms out to each side, I wait. When the music starts, I dance. Lifting my arms, I spread my wings like a swan and dip them, then I lift my head and my arms to the ceiling. I slide my right foot out into a split, pull my left leg to me and spin around. Sitting, facing the opposite direction, I hug my knees and follow the dance. I dance it with all the passion of someone who loves the art of dance. Someone who is passionate about dance. Someone who can’t live without dancing. When the choreography ends, I sprint to the pole and launch myself on it as the song ends. Swinging around, I push my feet into the air and then free-style, celebrating the freedom of pole dancing and expressing the beauty of the body. When the music stops, I stop where I am. Hanging upside down, I look out over the room to see Aurei is leaning on the wall watching, captivated.

The next song on the playlist starts. It’s the Violin Cover by Robert Mendoza of David Guetta’s "Dangerous." I release my leg grip and drop. At the bottom, I cinch the pole tight with only my legs. When my momentum stops, my hair lays along the floor and my head is only inches above it. He says with an Alabama accent. "Da-yum!" He has pushed off the wall and is walking to me. Placing my hands on the floor and balancing my body, I splay my legs for him, then I do a side to side, rocking motion. I hear another "Da-yum!" When I wrap my legs back around the pole, I unclasp my bra. My tits spring forth as I fling it away. My hands find my nipples and I pinch and pull the skin. When I let them go, they are tight, and hard. Seeking attention!

Aurei has stopped to watch and now he stands waiting. Putting my hands back on the floor, I let go of the pole and simply stand up, but I put my hands seductively on my back and sway dramatically as I work my panties down, bent over, keeping my head up, back arched, tits dangling, ass cocked, I step out of them, pick them up and twirl them around my finger as I flash Aurei the pussy he desires. Then I drop my ass to the ground, and flip my hair as I stand up before him exposed and experienced. Lowering my face, so I only see him from under my lashes, I crisscross my legs and stalk him.
His thunder has begun. Yes. Let it go. Embrace it. I want it!
We grin knowingly at each other. "Naked now." I command him as I pass by. He slowly removes his coat and drops it on the floor, while I stalk circles around him and thump my body to the music. He steps out of his shoes as he undoes his belt then slides his zipper down and unbuttons his pants, then he slowly unbuttons his shirt and as my eyes travel up and down his Golden God gorgeousness, my pussy lurches hard, knowing what that body can do with mine. Watching him reveal himself,
he strips as sexy as anyone!
When he pushes his pants off, and steps out of them, his shirt hits the floor too. His Golden God body stands free and ready for me. "I’m going to fuck your perfect, beautiful brains out."

I toss my panties to him. "No one in here will ever stop you."

He catches them, then tosses them across the room. His eyes follow me as I exaggerate the dance, closing my stalking circles tighter and tighter to him.
Who is the hunter? Who is the prey?
As the song ends, I am standing in front of him, squeezing my tits together, massaging them.

In the silence, I stop moving and we face off, standing and staring at each other.
His thunder is rumbling and he is letting it go. Good.
He reaches for me, but I avoid his grasp, grinning wickedly, knowing what the next song will do to him. Knowing my dance will push his buttons beyond his ability to contain it and his thunder will rage.
I am ready!
He reads the dark challenge in my flashing eyes, daring him to attack me.

"The Dark Side" by Trevor Moran begins.
Battle!
He watches as a devilish nympho dances to the dark, excited music! My eyes flash pure wildness as I set myself free. My face contorts with the joy of it.

His breathing stops. His body tenses, freezing in place.

"Tame me!" I challenge him.

Stunned by my words, the music, my dance, then the lyrics of the song, I watch as his body language tells me what I want to know. What I need to know. He takes a deep breath and prepares for the flood of white hot heat that my wicked dance is bringing. Mesmerized by my movements, the thunder dances freely in his eyes as I dance around him. Calling it to come to me, I thrust, twirl, thump, hunch, bump, twerk, grind and fuck while my hair floats and flips, dancing a wild frenzy feast of erotica for him. Tits and ass jiggling, fast and furious, then slow and methodical. I don’t have to look at him to know his cock is hard and throbbing for me, but I do and it is.
Beautiful Bear.
The image of the golden bear upstairs on the door flashes in my mind.
Umm.

Keeping a close eye on him, knowing I will instinctually know when to bring him in, I fall hard to the floor in an open split. My pussy SMACKS loud. The sound echoes and I smile at him, then I push up on my hands and fuck the floor, slapping my skin against the hard surface. The sound is like waves breaking on the beach. Hypnotic. Smack, smack, smack. He takes several steps towards me.
Not yet.
I drop my eyes to the floor and focus on it as I flatten my pussy and twerk my ass. My cheeks float with the same free motion, tits do when they bounce free and the sensual motion captures his eyes. My clit hardens, beckoning for release. I move into a stroking motion and hunch everything in a spasm of uncontrollable passion. I explode, cumming on the floor. When I’ve finished, I don’t rest, I lift my face and lick my lips, but immediately put my hands down in front and lift my body into a hand stand, exposing the wet spot on the floor. Evidence of my orgasm. I hover for only a moment, then lower my face to it and lick it.

"Damn it, woman!" I hear his plea as I push back up again. I lower my legs into a back bend, then stand gracefully up, facing him, only a few feet away.

He is glorious and thunderous. His muscular body taut and tight. His cock hard and seeking release. All indicators that the time is near, but
he isn’t ready yet.

I point at him and curl my finger, calling him to me, but I stalk him and he waits. When I stand in front of him, I roll my curling fingers over and ask for his hand. He lays it in mine and I bring his middle finger to my mouth. I slide it in and taste the saltiness of it.
Deliciousness.
His eyes are dark and needy.
I ask for the other hand, and he lays it in mine. I separate his middle finger and then I proceed to push his buttons to the brink. I suck the finger in my mouth while I milk the other. His eyes hood and his face relaxes with desire. I place the milking finger on my nipple and roll it around and around. Then I nibble the end of his finger in my mouth and push it down and let it spring back up. His eyes watch it and I watch his eyes. I slide my tongue down to his palm, pushing his finger down my throat as I take his hand and put his palm on my Lovers Heart. I put the tip of the finger on the edge of my clit as I milk it and suck the other. His eyes close and his breathing finally breaks. I feel the quiver of it as pure passion begins to consume him.
Now you are ready.

Milking his finger nonstop, I slide it to my vagina and insert the tip, then I squeeze it and fuck it with my fingers, letting it slide up and down, in and out, wetting itself with my juice, while I bite and suck, harder and harder, the finger in my mouth.

When his eyes finally open, the rawness is there and our passions collide. The wildness and the thunder merge.
I am ready. Unafraid!
When the first motion begins as he jerks his hands out of my control, I am already moving away. Fleeing him.

I race to pole, putting it between us and he stands, breathing hard, losing his own battle with his thunder. As the song ends, my devilish nympho dance pushes him further. I end it by fucking the pole and cumming on it.

In the silence, we stand staring at each other. His desire for me radiates across the distance, and I can feel it drawing me to him. The opening piano notes to "All Of Me" by John Legend starts and I move around the pole to face him. He walks to me and I reach above my head, grip the pole and lift myself up. As I sing that I want all of him, I slowly spread my legs wide for him to fuck. He walks up to me, and stares into my face. His breath blows strong on my face as he watches me hang there. His cock is hard and needy, but he waits. He puts his hands over mine and leans his face to mine. He inhales and nuzzles my essence. I melt.
Tamed.
Then his hands slide down to grip my shoulders and he slams his cock into me, knowing what I want! What we both want. Wham! He thrusts in and holds it there.

"Ahhh!" I exhale on him and close my eyes.

Wham! Again he thrusts in and holds it. "You are beautiful."

"Ahhh! Aurei."

His thumb traces my juggler vein and I get goosebumps all over my body. I moan.

Wham! He fucks me slow, holding it in, pausing, before he thrusts again. Wham! Wham! Wham! "You drive me crazy!"

I turn my head to watch him in the mirror. His straight legs flex as he bends slightly at the knees then he rises up on his toes as his perfect fucking muscle squeezes tight to slam his perfect cock into me, then he relaxes and rolls back down. Wham! Wham! Wham!

"I have to have all of you, Siri." Wham! He fucks me. Wham! Wham! Wham! "You’re magical. You are perfect! I’m not perfect. I don’t want to hurt you." Wham! Wham! Wham!

Watching him fuck me, and feeling him as he slams me, makes me peak quick and my eyes fly to his with a look of desperation. Wham! Wham! Wham! He frowns at my expression and withdraws from me. Concern fleets across them.

"Oh ... Aurei!" I plead. His eyes look into mine searching. My soul shouts at him. "Be unstoppable! DO IT AGAIN!" The wildness in me leaps and seizes him. His thunder pushes past his concern and I see it grip him. He loses control of it and it rages with my words! Connected, synced, one! "Hurry! Do it! Do it now!" I urge him.

He grips my throat and he squeezes. "Siri! Oh My Siri! You’re out of your mind and you drive me out of mine." He mauls the words on my neck as his fingers tightens around my throat. It is firm, but not bruising. His forefinger and thumb, squeeze my throat, pressing in, but not stifling. The pressure begins to build. The sensation of being help captive and being devoured is primal, and my wildness comes alive with pure, unadulterated passion. "Yes!" I moan. My pussy begins to throb with my heart beating in my throat and I feel her juices trickle down my leg. Thick like honey.