What Happens In Vegas.... Lauren Dane

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СКАЧАТЬ enjoy playing the part of the submissive. After all, where would it fit into her usual routine? Nowhere, since surrendering her control so completely meant both giving her absolute trust, and opening herself up emotionally. Just as I knew she would bask in the pleasure pain I was about to inflict, I held on to faith she would let her emotions free.

      Grasping the handcuffs in my left hand, I moved behind her and palmed her breast with my right hand. I tugged her back against me, until my cock nudged between her thighs to rub along her pussy lips from behind. All the blood left in my head threatened to shoot to my groin with the sensual slide. I fought the sensation off and took my body’s anxiously aroused state out on Carinna by pinching her nipple and rearing back to rub along her slit a second time. A shallow cry slipped from her lips. I rubbed some more, playing with her nipples, pinching, rolling, pulling, letting her arousal build slowly.

      Her breasts rose and fell heavily beneath my touch, her breathing heightened. My own breath drew in on unsteady rushes as silky cream seeped from between her folds to coat my cock and tinge the air with her hot, musky scent.

      With the next thrust, I angled my shaft to brush against her clit but not come close to piercing her opening. I didn’t dare enter her, not if I wanted this to continue. Carinna didn’t seem to care about it lasting. One of her hands moved to her pussy, her fingers spreading her labia, shamelessly exposing her clit to rub against my cock as thoroughly as possible, while she moaned and reared back, pumping her ass into my groin.

      She was already so close to climaxing. Already so close to making me come, as well. Too close for either of our sakes.

      I let go of the straining nipple I currently toyed with and pushed her toward the front of the coupe. “Lean against the hood,” I ordered in a dark voice, “with your forehead touching the metal and your ass in the air.”

      She didn’t turn back, or comply, just flung a haughty, “Feeling dominant, Jack?” over her shoulder.

      Her disobedience fit my intentions perfectly, made me feel just a little high with the control she was about to submit to me. I pushed my knees into the backs of hers, forcing her to go weak-kneed. A subtle shove had her legs plastered up against the chrome grille. “Get on the hood, Carinna. Now!”

      “Yes, sir. Right away, sir,” she said in an amused voice that suggested she thought I was teasing, that I would let up any minute now and sink inside her slick pussy.

      Eventually I would do that. But not until her emotions had a chance to fully rise to the surface. Not until she wanted me so badly she begged.

      She planted her hands on the hood and reclined against it slowly. Too slowly. I pressed my hand against the small of her back and pushed her down. Her breasts plumped against the decades-old metal in a totally erotic display that would be forever engrained in my mind. Her supple ass pushed up in the air, her puckered hole inches from my mouth.

      My tongue ran over my teeth with the raw urge to sink inside and tongue-fuck her asshole.

      Had any man ever done that to her? Probably. I couldn’t remember her sharing the experience and didn’t want to.

      My need to command her grew with the thought.

      “Having fun yet, Jack?” Carinna tossed over her shoulder.

      Her voice was still light, airy. And that just pissed me off. This was no game. This was a voyage into uncharted terrain for her. A place where she came to terms with the depths of her feelings for me and shouted them aloud.

      “Don’t say another word unless I tell you to speak.”

      As I knew she would, she said another word. “Just remember what comes around goes around, Dempsey.”

      I gave in to a hard laugh. She was out of her mind if she thought I’d take the words as a threat. I’d play the submissive for her any day. Just not today. Today I was the dominant one. And I’d never felt more like I fit the part.

      “I warned you, Carinna,” I allowed, and then slid my hand over her bare bottom, which only made her push it out farther.

      She wiggled her rear end, just daring me to give her more. I gave that more gladly, pulling my hand back and letting it fall hard across her buttocks. Her startled gasp echoed through the garage, along with the sharp sound of my hand spanking her soft flesh a second time. Then a third.

      My cock throbbed a little more with each whack. My blood warmed as red flared across her backside to rival the red of the flames licking beneath her prone body.

      Her ass had to sting, but Carinna didn’t say a word because, as I’d instinctively known, she basked in the sinfully carnal sensation rioting through her with each slap.

      I struck her ass four more times, the fourth whack finally earning a small throaty gasp. It was enough to egg me on. “Put your hands behind your back and spread your legs wide.”

      Her breath came faster with the order, heavier. Still, she didn’t say a word, just moved her hands behind her back and bridged her fingers together like a good little submissive. And that was so unlike the Carinna I usually knew, I almost ruined the whole thing by giving in to amused laughter.

      I didn’t laugh, but took her wrists and locked the cuffs around them, making her as vulnerable as I hoped she’d ever been to a man. Squatting behind her, I ran my fingers up her legs slowly, from ankles to inner thighs, barely skimming the outer edges of her pussy lips before retracing the path back downward. I made the journey again and again, only relenting when her juices streaked down her legs and she quivered with her need.

      Still, I didn’t give in to her want and the mad thrashing of my own heart. Just stopped the torture of my fingertips, so my hands were free to grip her thighs and push her legs wider.

      I crawled between her legs and blew upon her wet, parted folds. Her clit trembled and a squeak broke from her lips to do a number on my overly hardened body. I went with the raw need gripping me to the core, let it dominate my voice. “Your pussy is so sexy this way. Spread wide open and dripping cream down your thighs. I’d like to keep you this way the rest of the night. Would that bother you? If I kept stroking your legs and thighs, kept blowing on your hot pussy? You may speak, Carinna.”

      “Fuck you, yes!” she bit out.

      I tsked. “Not a very nice way to talk to your master. And here I was about to be kind and give you my cock. Don’t worry, I’ll still give you my cock, just not in your aching pussy.” Grabbing her by the manacled wrists, I pulled her off the coupe’s hood and pushed her to the garage floor, careful to see she landed on her knees on the slide of carpet I’d used while working under the car and not on the hard cement.

      “You’re an asshole, Jack,” she vented. “I never knew that about you.”

      I laughed again, deep and dark and wickedly. “I find it hard to buy you believe that when your voice is so thick with lust I can barely understand you.” I rounded to her front, enjoying the way her shackled arms thrust her breasts right up into my face. I wanted to go down on my knees and lick first one generous globe and then the other. Instead I stood my ground and forced a hard edge into my voice. “Shut up, Carinna, and put your mouth to good use.”

      Fisting the back of her hair, I guided her lips to my jutting, pulsing cock. She kept her full pink lips sealed for an instant and then devoured my shaft nearly to the hilt. I closed my eyes with the intensity of her warm, СКАЧАТЬ