Keyboards and Kink (8 page)

She panted, but did as he ordered, her tongue
feathering over the broad tip of his erection. He tasted slightly
bitter and a little salty. He was also a lot hotter than she’d
thought he would be. And softer, yet hard. It was so weird, but
weird in a good way.

And the entire time he talked to her, told her how he
wanted her to please him.

“That’s it, baby. Lick all the way down my dick.
There you go, that’s good. Swirl your tongue over the head, just
like that.” His voice grew deeper and deeper, the beads on the head
of his cock coming faster. “Now open your mouth wide.” He slid into
her mouth, straining the limits of her jaw. “That’s fucking
amazing. Use your tongue. Yeah, baby, like that. Suck my cock. Oh
yeah, oh yeah, like that. Harder, princess, suck harder.” His cock
shuttled in and out of her mouth slowly, steadily. “There you go,
take me a little deeper.” When his cock hit the back of her throat
and she felt like she might gag, he said, “Swallow. Oh fuck,
yesss.”

Iris was held captive by his hand in her hair, but
she was the one in command because everything she did to him made
Briareus shake. He fucked her mouth in short, quick stabs, keeping
one hand on the base of his cock to keep her from choking on the
length. His silky pre-cum coated her tongue, making her mouth water
for more. She moaned against him, wanting to take all of him, but
she didn’t move her hands from her legs, although she did dig her
fingernails into her skin to keep from grabbing him.

His strokes became harder, deeper, his breathing
labored as he spoke. “Fuck yes, Iris, godsdamn it, you’re so
fucking beautiful sucking my cock. Mm, fuck, fuck, fuck!” he
shouted as he pulled away from her.

Before she could protest him not giving her
everything she wanted, Briareus was on his knees before her. He
used her hair to topple her back until she hit the ground, her legs
sprawling open. “I need to be inside that sweet pussy, baby,” he
said against her mouth. He kissed her with a growl, his hold on her
hair tightening. He pulled away. “I love to taste myself on your
tongue.”

He levered himself over her, his spare hand sliding
down to test her pussy. “Gods, Iris, you’re soaking wet. You like
sucking my cock, don’t you, baby?”

She couldn’t speak for the fire racing through her
body as he speared her with his fingers. Then he tugged on her
hair. Hard.

“You like having your mouth fucked by me, don’t
you?”

“Yes!” she screamed, tears stinging her eyes from the
delicious combination of pain and pleasure. “I love sucking your
cock, I love you fucking my mouth, I love everything you do to
me.”

“Good.”

Iris glared up at him. She wanted to say something
sarcastic and mean, but her brain wouldn’t function. And then she
lost all train of thought because Briareus rested the head of his
cock at the entrance to her body and pressed. Her eyes widened as
her pussy tried to stretch around him.

“Oh gods,” she said in a whimper. He was a lot bigger
than her toys. “Oh gods.”

His feral smile was tight, his gray eyes boring into
hers as he pushed into her. She screamed as burning pleasure licked
through her like wildfire. He didn’t stop until he was fully lodged
inside her, the head of his dick bumping against her womb.

“You feel perfect, princess.” He ground his hips
against hers, his cock nudging harder against her cervix. “I’m
gonna fuck you so hard you forget your name, you forget everything
except me.”

Iris stared up at the giant over her and wrapped
herself around him in a full-body hug. “You’re all I ever think
about, Briareus.”

Chapter Six

BC didn’t know how he was able to construct complete
sentences with his dick caught in the tight, wet heat of Iris’s
pussy. He wanted to pound into her, had every intention of doing
just that, but then she had to go all soft on him. Her legs circled
his thighs, opening herself up to him, and her arms wrapped around
his neck. But it was her words and the soft, loving look in her
eyes that brought him back to himself.

“You love me.” It wasn’t a question this time, but a
statement.

“Yes. Until the end of eternity.”

A lump grew in his throat and his heart did some kind
of weird melting shit at her words. “I love you, too, Iris.
Forever. I swear I’ll always be a good male for you.”

Her hands raked through his hair. “I know you will
be. You’re everything I’d ever hoped for, Briareus. Except for one
thing.”

BC relaxed his tight hold on her hair, smoothing down
the multicolored strands. “What? Anything you want, princess, and
I’ll give it you.”

She lifted herself to kiss his lips and it felt like
a blessing from the goddess of rainbows. Iris broke the soft kiss
and whispered, “You’re not fucking me.”

He stared at her, the sweet little goody two-shoes
who was too pure and innocent to be touched by any man’s hand,
mortal or immortal, and smiled. “Now there’s my almost-bad
girl.”

BC planted his hips in the mud and drew one of her
legs up and over his hip to open her wider. Then he withdrew, his
eyes rolling back at the way her pussy gripped him as though not
wanting him to go. When only the crown of his cock remained, he
flexed his hips and thrust home again. Her gasp of wonder was all
the encouragement he needed. He began to ride her slow and hard. He
dipped his head to place hot, open-mouthed kisses on her throat. He
left a ring of love bites around her throat like a necklace. She
panted, her fingernails digging into his shoulders, her hips
lifting up to meet his thrusts, urging him faster. BC gnawed his
way to her ear where he rasped all the things he’d do to her in
their long eternity.

“I’m going to fuck your ass one day, princess.” He
thrust hard and deep. She moaned in the back of her throat. “All of
my cock deep in your ass, one of your vibrators in your pussy.
You’re gonna come so hard, baby.” He panted, his balls drawing up
as his climax neared. “I’m going to mark every inch of your
beautiful skin with cum until you’re dripping with it.” Her pussy
fluttered around him, her fingernails slashing down his back until
she gripped his ass. “I’ll spread you out on my desk and eat your
pussy for lunch while my brothers watch, wishing they were me.”

“Fuck!” she screamed, her inner muscles clamping
around him hard enough to break his dick in half. “Oh gods, oh
gods, yes, yes, yes!”

BC shouted her name when he exploded into her. The
vicious slap of their bodies meeting was timed perfectly with the
boom of thunder around them as the heavens opened up again. He rode
his sweet little princess, listening to her hoarse cries of
completion as she took every ounce of seed he had to give her.

Out of strength and cum, BC slumped over his woman,
his head pressed to her chest. The thunder and rain died away,
leaving them in the silence, only the sound of their harsh
breathing to fill the night air. BC rolled his head to rest on one
of her breasts, reluctant to leave the tight clasp of her body.

“I love you, Iris,” he said again once he was able to
speak.

“Mm, I love you, too.” He felt her tense.

Ready to defend his woman against threat, BC lifted
his head and growled. “What’s wrong?”

But even as he looked around, he knew. They were in
the middle of a rainbow. Keeping their bodies together, he turned
to his side and looked up. One of the biggest, brightest rainbows
arched away from them, the starting point his woman. He
grinned.

“Godsdamn rainbows,” she muttered. “Do you know how
hard it is to be taken seriously when you have those things
following you around everywhere?”

“My poor baby,” BC said in a soothing voice. “It’s
because you’re still a good girl.”

She stiffened. “What?” She grabbed his hair to tug
his head away from her breast. “After what we just did, how can you
say I’m still a good girl?”

BC smiled broadly. “Because, princess, bad girls
swallow.”

Iris smiled back at him, hunger in her eyes. “I’ll
have to practice that then. A lot.”

Other Books by Danica Avet:

Immortal Love

Vanessa Devereaux

Copyright © 2012

“
I’m touching my clit. It’s throbbing and it won’t
be long before I climax.”

“
If only I could watch as you come.”

He didn’t want to read any more.

Ian took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of
his nose. He couldn’t believe Jenny Walker had written this and was
the sort of woman who took part in cyber sex. However, this was her
cubicle and her computer. It was obvious she was working late
because her distinct pink lipstick was smeared on the straw
sticking out of a can of soda on her desk. He loved the color. It
was one of the first things he’d noticed about her when she’d
stepped into his office when he’d hired her a little over a year
ago.

He glanced down. Her purse sat by the leg of the
chair and her beige raincoat hung on its back. She looked so
sophisticated wearing it as she walked through the door every
morning at three minutes before eight. She was always on time so he
knew exactly when to head to his office window to catch a glimpse
of her.

He’d had his heart set on asking her out the minute
she’d shaken his hand during her interview. But he knew the rules.
No one working for Corbett Enterprises was allowed to date a fellow
staff member. Damn, stupid rule and he, Ian Corbett, owner of the
company, had been the fucking idiot who’d created it. If he’d known
someone like Jenny would stroll into his life he would have
included an exception clause for the boss.

Ian leaned back on the chair, getting a whiff of
Jenny’s perfume. The very same one she’d worn a year ago. He’d
never forgotten it.

You always want what you can’t have.

The explicit messages on her computer screen stared
back at him again.

Was this a boyfriend she was interacting with?

He right clicked on the mouse and read some more.

How much do you charge for a Web cam view? I’d like
to see you pleasure yourself.

Ian pulled on the front of his pants. He’d like to
see that too and just the thought of it had made his cock suddenly
hard.

Charge, Web cam…Jenny was some sort of hooker? An
Internet hooker. Was there such a thing?

He drummed his lips with his fingertips. She’d been
using company equipment to conduct outside business…if that’s what
one could call it. And probably on company time too. Both were acts
that the rulebook said were cause for dismissal.

He banged his hand on the desk, almost knocking over
the can of soda. He caught it just before the contents spilled on
the keyboard.

That’s it.

He could fire her, then the stupid rules wouldn’t
apply anymore.

He could ask her out.

Ian took off a sheet of paper from her notepad and
pulled a pen from the Hello Kitty coffee mug she used to house
them.

Ms. Rasley,

Please come and see me in my office immediately.

Ian Corbett

He propped it up against the screen, covering the
last two sentences of her cyber chat or whatever it was called.

Had he not taken a shortcut on his way out of the
building tonight he might never have discovered her secret and the
perfect excuse for firing her.

Fate must be on my side.

****

Jenny took the hotdog out of the microwave oven and
carried it back to her cubicle. For some reason dealing with horny
men made her hungry. She and the janitor were the only two people
left in the building. She nodded to him as she turned the corner
and he swung the mop around on the floor. Lucky for her everyone in
her department had decided to finish early, which meant she could
work her second job in peace, and best of all, incognito.

She usually worked from home but her computer had
decided to do strange things and was in the shop for the night.
Jenny knew it was risky but the one at work was her only
alternative because the library had too many prying eyes. She’d
already missed her cyber chat assignment the night before, and if
she missed two in a row they’d fire her and she needed the
cash.

Jenny saw the note in front of the computer screen
long before she reached her cubicle.

Shit.

She’d been caught. She tore the paper away from the
screen and went cold from head to toe. She thought she’d switched
to her screensaver when she’d gone to get her hotdog but obviously
that wasn’t the case.

Jenny sat down and threw the box containing the nuked
hotdog on her desk. The note was from the head guy, the CEO. She’d
seen the employee handbook. She knew the rules. No using company
time or equipment for outside pursuits.

Now she was going to lose both jobs. Maybe she could
sweet-talk him into looking the other way.

She ran her hands through her hair. She hadn’t seen
him…well, not face-to-face, since he’d interviewed her last year.
She almost hadn’t gotten the job because she’d been so tongue-tied.
Not that she was a nervous interviewee but she hadn’t expected him
to be so gorgeous. Six feet plus, broad shoulders, dark hair with a
bit of a wave to it. During her entire interview she’d had an image
of running her fingers through it as he kissed her.
And those
eyes.
He’d looked straight at her every time he’d asked her a
question. Dark green with touches of hazel. Mesmerizing and they’d
held her spellbound.

She jumped when her phone rang.

Who knew she was here working late besides the
janitor and…

She picked it up.

“Hello.”

“Ms. Rasley?”