Gage
It’s another excruciating ride up to Lily’s suite, crammed in an elevator with a bunch of animated Italians. I thought it was going to be the two of us, but at the last second, a hand slammed against the rubber, preventing the doors from closing. A flood of smiley faces poured into the car. I wasn’t planning on fucking her in the elevator, but I was hoping for a r epeat of yesterday––her in my arms, rubbing her pussy over my jeans covered cock. Now, I have to wait. It’s only a few minutes, but even that is too long. All the blood in my body has rushed south. To say my cock is rock hard would be an understatement. The fucker is so swollen, it’s jammed up behind the zipper of my jeans, I have to grit my teeth during the ride up. Jesus Christ, I have a pulsing trunk between my legs. Lily is a sexy submissive. She could’ve balked in protest at my demand, but she didn’t. Watching her finger-fuck her pussy in my car while we were cruising down Santa Monica Boulevard nearly had me coming. I will never be able to drive down that major artery again without thinking of Lily. The sight of her stripped of all shame and willing to submit to my dominance was as mind altering as a drug. And I need another dose. When we hit her floor, I thank all the angels up above. I exit the elevator and drag her by the hand behind me as my long legs eat the carpeted floor. Something potent surges in my blood with each st
Ep I’m horny as fuck. My balls are about to explode. She’s to blame, and she needs to fix it right the fuck now. I’ve never felt this level of raw desire before, and it’s driving me out of my damn mind. One dose of Lily Schuyler and I’m being led around by my dick. When we arrive at her door, I extend a hand. I don’t even have to say a word. My docile pet hands me her key card. I swipe it over the keypad and open the door. I let her in first and follow right behind her. The door closes, locking us inside. Let the games begin. She drops her designer handbag and the freezer bag containing the ice cream on the console, and makes to enter the suite. No, you don’t, princess. “You stay where you are.” Her st ep halts. She turns around. A flash of worry gleams in her eyes. “Bad girls who disobey, get what’s coming to them.” Her pupils dilate, the blue darkening to an intense, dark sapphire shade. “I want you naked.” Her eyes bounce around the entrance before fixing her gaze onto me. She wrinkles her adorable nose at me. “Here?” “Here.” “Why don’t we go to the bedroom?” “You’re in no position to make demands.” She bites her bottom lip, and it has my cock swelling. I lean against the door and cross my arms, waiting. She stares at me. I stare right back. I’m not standing down. She lowers herself to the floor and undoes her shoelaces. She st eps out of her silver Converse, her bare feet touching the white tile floor. She wiggles her toes painted in a pretty shade of pink. “I’m not a patient man, Lily.” Her eyes snap up to meet mine. Her arms fold behind her and her mid-leg skirt drops to the floor, pooling around her ankles. Crossing her arms in front of her, she pulls off the white top that’s obstructing the view of her delectable body. I stop breathing. I was expecting sexy lingerie. I wasn’t expecting her to pull out the big guns. Lily selected a mouth-watering combo in the same shade of vibrant blue as her skirt. The color against her milky skin is striking. The design is intentional, with a precise mission––bring a man to his knees. And goddammit if that’s not what I want to do––drop to my knees and worship this woman. The bra is a bewitching combination of sheer mesh and lace underwire cups with cutouts and bow details.
And there are the panties... Be still my beating heart. Lily is wearing a pair of all-lace high-waisted panties. I’m used to seeing women clad in thongs and bikini underwear. Many prefer to go commando. What she’s wearing is a blatant invitation for misbehaving. “I’m going to need the name and address of the shop where you bought that mouth-watering lingerie.” Her eyes drop down to her body before meeting my gaze. “Why?” “Because I’m going to have to buy that combo in every fucking color.” She laughs. “You like it?” “It looks fucking hot on you.” “It comes with a garter belt, but I thought it was a bit much for a picnic. Not to mention, stockings in this heat...? I’d melt. But if you want me to wear them for you...” I narrow my eyes at her. Before I have time to answer, she gives me a twirl. Jesus Christ. What she’s wearing is as cock-hardening from the front as it is from the back. She faces me again. “Are you still sure you want me to strip?” I push off the door and stalk towards her, the beast inside me roaring to life. To her credit, she doesn’t back away. “You’re a feisty little one today. So defiant. So cocky. So brazen. The more sass you throw my way, the harder I’ll fuck you.” Lust flashes in her eyes. “To answer your question, either you remove the expensive lingerie, or I do. Fair warning, if I get my hands on what you’re wearing, I’ll tear it to shreds. The decision is yours.” It doesn’t take her long to get naked, the underwear discarded on the floor. She brushes her cascade of black, silky hair that hangs all the way to her waist behind her shoulders. My heated gaze caresses her sensual, slender curves. This woman is a goddess. With my eyes holding hers, I unbutton my shirt, remove it, fold it, and drop it on the floor in front of me. Puzzled eyes stare up at me. “On your knees. Use my shirt as a cushion.” “My punishment is to give you a blowjob?” “No. Your first punishment is me fucking your mouth.” “How many punishments do you plan on administering?” “As many as I see fit.” “All because I came?” “All because you disobeyed me.” “All this is new to me. Don’t I get a pass for being an innocent virgin?” “That was yesterday’s news. You ceased being innocent when you came all over my cock. You don’t get a pass anymore.” “Tyrant!” I lean into her. “Do you want me to go?” She tilts her chin up. “Whatever you have in store for me, I can take it.” Blue eyes gleam with determination. “You’re not afraid I’ll push you too far?” She worries her lower lip. “I trust you.” Fuck, she’s perfect. I point to the floor. She drops to her knees. The hint of vulnerability I read in her eyes is intoxicating. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my life. “Seeing you on your knees... it’s yet another image for my spank bank.” “You make me feel so sexy.” I shake my head. “I don’t do shit. You are sexy. Own it.” She responds with a shy smile. I reach for her face and glide a sensual finger along her jawline, letting my hand trail behind her neck, until I fist her hair and tug at it hard. She gasps, staring up at me, her delicate throat exposed. Her eyes are glassy, her pupils dilated. She’s so fucking turned on, the smell of her sweet pussy fills the space.
“I can smell how ready you are for me.” She lowers her eyes. “No, Lily. Eyes on me.” She obeys. “Your headiness is intoxicating.” Her perky pink nipples harden to pebbles under my heated gaze. Unable to contain myself, I pluck a peak between two fingers, flicking the tip with my thumb. She groans. Her hand cups her other tit, her pink nipple poking between her fingers. It’s a mirror image of what I’m doing to her, which makes the visual even more erotic. Fuck. I pinch her nipple so hard, she squeals. “That’s your punishment for pulling the innocent card. You know what you’re doing.” She flashes me a wide grin. With my free hand, I stroke my lengthening cock through my jeans. She reaches out, but I swat her hand away. “I didn’t give you permission to touch me.” She responds with a pout. I have to hold back a chuckle. Until last night, a woman kneeling at my feet was the only pleasure and intimacy I’d allow myself with the opposite sex. Guilt has a way of souring pleasure. “You’ve sucked off a guy before?” “Yes, but it’s the first time I’m on my knees.” My eyebrows hit my forehead. “My ex had this weird fixation about blowjobs,” she says. “He only wanted them in the morning, and it always happened in bed. Once he came, he’d rush us to the shower. He wanted to be certain I brushed my teeth and used mouthwash, citing he didn’t want to taste himself on my tongue.” Fool. Moving right along. I let go of her hair. “Unbuckle my belt.” She does as she’s told. “Unzip me.” Her eyes are on me as she inches the zipper lower. My cock throbs hard through my boxer briefs, begging to be freed of its confinement. Soon. “Pull my jeans down to my knees.” Her hands grip my jeans and with one swift movement, she lowers them. My cock springs free of my boxers, snapping against my stomach. A low growl es capes me. Her eyes grow wide. “You’re bigger than you were this morning. How is that even possible?” “It’s all your fault. I’m in a permanent state of arousal when I’m around you.” “You are?” She’s unconvinced. “I can’t fake this.” I wrap my hand around my cock and stroke it a few times. “This is all for you.” She licks her lips, her eyes fixed on my stroking hand. “I don’t know how much restraint I’ll have, angel. If I’m too feral, tap out.” She frowns. I demonstrate. “Got it.” She’s ready to play. I present my cock to her like an offering. She reaches out, but I angle my body so she can’t touch me. “I don’t want your hands on me.” “How can I give you a blowjob if I can’t hold your cock?” “This isn’t a lazy morning blowjob. I’m going to be fucking your mouth. No hands required. I need you to open wide, wrap your pretty little mouth around my big fat cock, suck me dry, and make me come so hard, I forget which coast I’m on. Then, and only then, will I allow you to come.” Her mouth opens in shock. “That’s it.” I grin. “Arms behind your back and open wider for me.” She blinks. “Stick out your tongue.” She obeys. I angle my cock and stroke the tip across her tongue. She sticks her tongue out further for more. “You can’t get enough of my taste?” She shakes her head. The veil of lust coating her eyes is almost enough to make me come. I guide my cock into her eager mouth. “Fuck.” I exhale as it slides against her tongue. Her mouth is so inviting. And warm. And wet. And perfect. Her fluttering tongue dances along the underside of my cock, sending a flourish of tingles to my balls.
I let out a low groan when she swirls her tongue around the head of my cock. Shit. I expected Lily to be shy. Tentative, even. The woman sucking my cock is neither of those things. She knows what she’s doing. I grip her hair tight. “You have a wicked little tongue.” She smiles. “Do it again.” She obeys my command. Another wave of pleasure rips right through me. Without being asked, she does it a third time. My balls tug and I let out a guttural growl. The moan that rises and floats out of her makes me harder. Not that I know how that’s possible, considering I’m as hard as granite. She swallows around my cock. Fuck. The confinement of my jeans around my legs feels like a noose. I’m an idiot for not removing them all together. But I don’t have time to dwell on it. “You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth.” I expect a moan as a response. A smile, even. She pulls back until she lets my cock drop from her lips. I’m about to protest, but she pokes her tongue out and teases my tip, sliding between my slit. Jesus. She’s sucking my soul out of my cock. She takes it one st ep further when she presses her lips hard around my tip. My hand fists her thick, raven hair, ke eping her right there. My eyes roll into the back of my head. Dammit. How the hell did she turn the tables on me? This was supposed to be her punishment. Why am I the one being tortured? I take control back from her. I grip her hair even tighter, forcing her attention to me. “Clearly, I don’t need to show you any mercy.” That’s all the warning she gets. I tilt my hips back before thrusting forwards, pushing my full length between her lips, cramming my cock into her mouth. She closes her eyes at the impact. I give her cheek a few taps. “Eyes on me. Don’t make me r epeat myself.” She opens them. What an obedient little sub. I fuck her mouth. And I’m not gentle. She doesn’t protest. Not even a whimper. I ke ep up my shallow thrusts. Her mouth is too sweet. Her hands work their way up my thighs, and I choke when she gropes my ass cheeks and squeezes hard. I didn’t see that coming. “You wanna play dirty?” She smiles around my cock. “I’m happy to oblige.” As I slide in and out between her lips, her body moves rhythmically to meet my next thrust. Her big, beautiful eyes are pinned to mine. I lose myself in those violet sapphire gems as I pick up the pace. My cadence is punishing, but she welcomes my thrusts. She drools all over my cock. I give her cheek a harder tap this time. “My dirty slut can still take it?” She nods. I let loose. I hit the back of her throat. Christ. She gags, her eyes watering. I cock an eyebrow, waiting for her reaction. She responds by slapping my ass. “Oh, you’re going to get it now.” I tighten my grip on her hair, exerting my dominance over her. I swing my hips back before thrusting inside her mouth with force. I do it again. And again. And again. She has no choice but to take what I give her. More tears stream down her face. “Too much?” She shakes her head, her watery eyes blinking up at me. “Too much?” She shakes her head again. “Good girl.” Not that the training wheels were ever on, but now, I go for it. I lose myself between her lips, pumping in and out of her with a hand holding her head down, so I can go real de ep.
“Take every fucking inch of me.” I swear she’s giddy as she sucks my cock. “Jesus. That mouth of yours is going to be the death of me.” She sucks harder and de eper. I hit the back of her throat again. This is so fucking hot, it’s a struggle to ke ep my thoughts from becoming scrambled. Her mouth is stripping all the power out of me. One of her hands slides off my ass and goes between her legs. “Don’t you fucking dare.” My tone brooks no argument. She whimpers around my cock, her eyes pleading. I hold her gaze. Her hand is back on my ass. I tap her face. “Show me you deserve my cock down your throat.” She swallows around the head of my cock, and I fold over. I regain my composure. I thrust in and out of her mouth, and she takes it. “You’re perfect. Knelt in front of me, swallowing my cock. You’re a good little slut.” She sobs. “Suck me dry.” More sobbing. Her hands come up to fist the length of my cock she can’t get in her mouth. If I could still think straight, I’d protest. But the way she grips me, rubbing up and down as I fuck her mouth is so hedonistic, I let it slide. I tighten my hold on her hair, controlling her movement as I thrust in and out of her mouth. “Gorge on my thick cock.” She moans, the reverberation traveling to my balls. In and out. In and out. I don’t hold back. She doesn’t tap out. I didn’t expect this much from her. Her saliva drips over my swollen balls. Fuck, yeah. “Oh, shit, Lily. You’re gonna make me come hard.” My voice is trembling. Her hand lets go of my cock and cups around my balls, squeezing the right amount of pressure. By the time I register it’s too late. “Oh God,” I say. “Oh fuck.” With herculean effort, I pull my cock out of her mouth. Confusion is painted all over her beautiful face. “I’m not doing it right?” “You are.” She beams up at me. “I intended on jetting my warm cum inside your wicked mouth, but there’s a change of plan.” My heart is beating so hard, I have to press a hand against it, willing it to slow down. “I need to get out of these jeans right the fuck now, but I need you to take care of my shoes first.” She unlaces my Converse. I toe them off. With rushed hands, I remove my socks. I lower my jeans and boxer briefs and st ep out of them. Not that I thought it was possible, but the sight of Lily naked, sitting on her haunches with her hands on her lap, staring up at me is even more arousing than her swallowing my cock between her lips. I drop to my knees and cup her face with one hand. “Fuck punishment. I need absolution. And right now, your pussy is it.” I take her lips with mine. My tongue swe eps in, stroking hers in a wild dance. Gripping her hair, I pull her head back, giving me a better angle to take her mouth. I relish her whimpering sobs. I de epen the kiss as my hand slides down her body until my fingers are nestled between her pussy lips. Her breath hitches. I break the kiss. “You’re so ready for me. Your sweet juices are dripping down my hand.” My mouth crashes onto hers. I tease her with a languorous touch, skating around her clit unrushed, enjoying how she undulates her hips in the hopes I’ll hit her clit. “What do you want?” “I want to come.” “But you already did in the car when you disregarded my command.” “It’s not the same when you touch me.” Fuck if those words don’t do something to me. “Why didn’t you wait?” She clamps
a hand around my wrist, trapping my fingers there as she rocks her hips back and forth against my fingers, chasing her orgasm. Through hooded lids, I take in the hedonistic scene. “Your greedy clit is needy?” “Yes.” In one swift movement, I unlock her hand from around my wrist. “I want you on all fours.” Her eyes dart around the foyer. “Here?” “Here.” I reach for my jeans, rummage through the pocket for my wallet, and pull out a condom. I sheathe my aching cock in a flash. Lily hasn’t moved. “On your hands and knees.” My unwavering tone pushes her into action. I kneel behind her on the floor. It hits me. With a brutal storm raging inside me, neither of us will be able to walk when I’m done with her if I fuck her in this position. I scour the space, my eyes peering in the distance. “This isn’t going to work,” I say. “I want you bent over with your hands gripping the high-back chair over there.” I point in the direction of the living room area. She’s up on her feet and hurrying away on her tiptoes, her hips swinging left to right, her ass cheeks wiggling. Damn, I want to bite right into that beautiful ass. She assumes the position, legs spread apart. Her dripping pussy is in full view, begging me to fuck her. I lick my lips at the invitation. “You look so beautiful. You’re ready and willing.” She wiggles her ass in response. Two long st eps and I’m standing behind her. I caress her ass, my hands traveling up her back. I wind her long hair around my fist, tugging her head back so our eyes meet. My other hand finds her hip. “Spread your legs wider for me.” She does. “Hold on for the ride, baby.” She glances over her shoulder, her blue eyes darken with arousal. I angle my hips and take my cock in my hand. I rub it back and forth over her eager hole before ramming inside her. It’s so rough, she screams. I let out an animalistic growl. Even though I fucked her real good this morning, you’d never know. I can’t get enough of her. “Your pussy was made for me.” She mewls. I grip her shoulder in one hand and go to town. I ride her like a stallion. “I need to fuck you harder.” “Please.” That one word drops from her lips on a shaky breath. I give it to her. My thrusts punish her with relentless force. She’s dripping. I fuck her harder. Jesus, she’s a fucking waterfall. “Your wet pussy is making lewd noises. Is my dirty little slut going to come gushing all over my cock?” Lily nods, sobbing, working her hips back and forth in a dizzying rhythm to meet my brutal thrusts. “Words.” “More. More.” That’s not the answer I was expecting, but to her credit, she gave me words. I bury my cock de eper inside her, fucking her like a savage. The wet sounds of her pussy intensify. She gasps. “That horny pussy of yours is going to make a big fat mess all over this floor.” “You—you do that to me.” My orgasm is looming. I quicken my pace, my hips slapping roughly against her jiggling ass. I lower my gaze to where we connect. “Your sweet little pussy is so tight.” More juices come gushing out of her dripping pussy, running down her legs and mine. The sight is filthy as fuck. “You’re never going to find another man who fucks you the way I do.” “No. Never.” “No other man will make your pussy we ep.” “Only you.”
“Your pussy is molded to my cock now. You’ll never feel this full with another.” “I won’t.” I pound in and out of her. “When I’m done with you, you’ll never want another cock for the rest of your natural life.” “It’ll never be this good with another.” “Fuck no, it won’t.” I’m feverish, teetering on the edge. That’s the only explanation for all this gibberish flying out of my mouth without my permission. “You’re dirty only for me.” This primal sense of possessiveness is foreign. “Only for you.” Damn right. “No one else, Gage.” The addition of my name hits me in the gut. I was pleased with her response, but she had to take it up by several notches. “Don’t you dare forget it.” “I’ll never forget you.” Ditto that. Her pussy clamps and release around my cock, signaling she’s close. Jesus. “You’re gonna come hard for me?” She doesn’t respond. Her eyes shut closed. “Lily—” “Oh my God. Oh, Gage. Gage.” A strong gush of her juices runs down my legs. Damn. My brain takes a leave of absence as my body takes over. I pump into her from behind like a madman, my cadence so erratic, my big balls slap against her pussy. The sensation is as potent as a shot of ecstasy, the sound is lewd and debauched. The way I’m fucking her is primal and barbaric, but I can’t dial it down. Lily’s body convulses. “Gage—” She clamps hard against my cock, milking it, clenching, and releasing her pussy around me. “God, Lily—” The floodgates open. Holy shit. My body loses the battle. I release the cum that’s been building up in my balls since she was playing with her pussy in my car. I give in to a climax so strong, I see stars. The intensity knocks me over. It’s something I’ve never felt before. I’ve been starved for too many years. Lily freed me of my self-imposed sentence. Nothing compares to seeking pleasure inside a woman’s pussy. For several heartbeats, our panting takes over the suite. How I manage to remain standing on my shaky legs is a mystery to me. With every breath, the storm inside me simmers down. I caress her back, coated with a sheen of sweat. “You’re still with me?” “I am.” Her voice is faint. “I’ll never have sex on a bed ever again.” “I’ve corrupted you?” She shakes her head. “I’ll ruin the sheets and bed.” I laugh. “I’m serious.” I pull out of her and help her stand straight. I turn her around so she’s facing me. “That was hot as fuck.” “You say that because you’re used to this.” I stroke her damp hair off her face. “I’ve never been with a woman who’s reacted that way.” A veil of shyness covers her eyes. “You’re not just saying that?” “No. The way your body responds to me is so hedonistic. You’re sexy when you come so hard your juices gush all over the place.” “I’m sure not all men like...”—her eyes lower for a beat—“such a reaction.” “You don’t want to fuck an idiot who can’t appreciate that. You want a man who gets turned on by it.” Like me. “Thanks for making me feel sexy about my intense reaction.” I tap the tip of her nose. “I fucking love your intense reaction.” I place two fingers underneath her chin and lift her face up to mine. Something passes between us. She gets on her tippytoes and offers me her lips. I kiss her. Slow at first, but it soon turns ravenous. She matches my passion with as much fervor. I suck her tongue as if I’m trying to steal her sobs and whimpers. I’m not complaining about fucking her from behind, but I missed not having my mouth on hers. I haven’t kissed a woman in so many years that each time I lock lips with Lily’s, the contact ignites my soul.
Something thunderous beats at my chest. A foreign sensation I can’t quite describe. What the fuck is this woman doing to me? I pull away from her, freeing myself from the spell she has me under. She grunts her dissatisfaction. “I should warn you,” I say. “Not every guy out there can turn you into a waterfall. I’m gifted.” She swats my chest. “Cocky much?” “You bet.” I wink. Something flickers in her eyes. “What is it?” “I’m a day late and a dollar short if you’re the only man my body reacts to like that since I’m going back to New York soon.” Ah. The el ephant in the room. She talked about her passion project, but she didn’t mention anything about a job. If Fisher is grooming her to take over a PR company, perhaps she works for her father. I cup her face in my hands and press our foreheads together, her soft exhale bathing my mouth. “Do you have anything pressing to deal with when you get home, or can you extend your trip?” Her eyes sparkle as they fix on me. “You want me to stay longer?” “Yes. We can spend more time together.” “Oh.” “If you have other plans, I understand—” “No, I don’t have anything urgent.” The words come rushing out of her mouth. “Stay.” “Okay. I will.” “Good.” Warmth fills my chest. There’s so much I want to say to her, but I’ve done such a bang-up job jailing my feelings for the past three years, I no longer know how to unlock them. Her brilliant smile takes over her beautiful face. “Let’s go take a shower so I can enjoy some ice cream,” I say. “Oh, yeah, I forgot about that. Ice cream is a great idea.” “I wasn’t talking about you.” She furrows her eyebrows. “Remember my promise?” That frown de epens. “I’m going to clean you up before dirtying you again by spreading ice cream all over your heavenly body and licking it off you.” If I ke ep things sexual, my mind will stop confusing me. Big blue eyes widen. “You... We... You want me again so soon?” “Damn right, I’m ready for another round.” “You’re insatiable.” “Is that a complaint?” She giggles. “No.” “Glad we’re on the same page.” I don’t give her time to respond, I bend and pick her up fireman style. She squeals. “Put me down, you beast.” “Behave, woman.” She wiggles her legs, thrashing over my shoulder. “Ke ep it up, and I’ll leave my handprint on your ass.” She goes still for a beat before wiggling again. Slap! Her breath hitches and then she lets out a low moan. Well, hell. “My little slut is begging for a good spanking.”