Make Me Yours (14 page)

“You walked in on something and had no idea what was going on. I told him to stop and he didn’t. It was natural. I wish you hadn’t, but how can I be angry at you for trying to protect me?”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. We calmed down. We talked. He apologized for everything, and then he left.” She sighed. “It’s for the best. We’ll never be the same, but I think we can be friends from a distance.”

“Are you worried about him?”

“Yes, but I’m glad we resolved it. I feel like a fool. You saw it years ago. Jeremiah did too.”

“I don’t blame any man for falling in love with you. You can’t blame yourself for not seeing it. He kept it hidden. I suspected it because I felt the same way. Jeremiah saw it because he’s a guy. Don’t blame yourself.”

“It’s hard not to.”

“If I’m any judge of how a man who loves you would feel—and I do believe I am—I think he’d want you to be happy. He wouldn’t want you to worry, flattering as your thinking of him would be.”

“After some time passes, he’s going to call me. Will you be okay with that?”

He nodded. “Yes. I would never expect you to turn your back on anyone.”

“Thank you.”

He cleared his throat, feeling nervous. “How horrible was I for not answering your calls? You can tell me.”

“I was scared. I had no idea what you were thinking and assuming. I wasn’t going to tell you I was in love with you on your voicemail.”

“Oh, you could have. I’d never have erased it,” he teased.

“I’ll have lots of chances to leave that particular message on your voicemail.” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I wanted the first time to be in person.”

“I’m glad it was.” He didn’t want to spoil the moment, but he had to ask. “Are you sure, Susan? I want you to be sure.”

“Of course I am.”

“I don’t doubt you, but like I said very early on, I’m in this for the full package. I’ll give you all the time you need, but one day in the future I’m going to get down on one knee and ask you to marry me. If you ever feel like that isn’t what you want one day as well, promise you’ll tell me. Promise we’ll tell each other everything. Promise me…that we’ll talk about everything, no matter what. This whole situation was made worse by uncertainty and misunderstandings.”

She nodded. “It was. I needed you so much Monday, but I was afraid to tell you until I’d settled things with David. That was a mistake.”

“It’s in the past. Right now, we’re supposed to be making up.”

“We have made up,” she said with an innocent expression on her face.

He pinned her beneath him and tickled her until she smiled and laughed. He nibbled on her ear before whispering, “That’s not what I mean and you know it.” He kissed her neck and enjoyed her sighs. “Though we’ll be more careful than we were the other morning.”

“Mmmm. When I forced myself on you?”

He chuckled, feeling his cock harden again. “You didn’t have to use much force, my love.”

“No, I didn’t. I loved feeling all of you. It was so intimate.” She pushed him up a little to look into his eyes. “And I have another secret.”

She shifted enough to reach her nightstand. She pulled out a small plastic container. “I went to the doctor last week and got back on the pill. I want children some day, but not now. I think it’s more romantic not to have to fumble with the condoms. I was going to tell you, but I thought it might break the mood to bring it up at that particular moment.”

He smiled down at her. Then he frowned. “So that wasn’t really a sign of trust the other morning? You deceitful little vixen!”

“What?” she said with a laugh. “Taking the time to go to the doctor and do this at least proves I was serious about you.”

“Not good enough. You’ll have to be punished for this,” he said before capturing her mouth in a long kiss.

She gasped for breath when he released her. “And how are you going to punish me?”

He undid her jeans and slid his hands into her panties. “You have to spend the rest of the night doing anything I tell you to.” Her back arched when he touched her clit. He slid his hand lower, and her pussy welcomed his exploring fingers. She gasped again, much to his delight. She became wet as he massaged and teased her.

“What if I scream?” she said before moaning with pleasure as he nuzzled her neck.

“You can scream all you like. We’re alone. You’re completely at my mercy.”

“I can deal with that,” she said. She ran her fingers into his hair and pulled his lips back to hers.

He kissed her with all the passion he had in his heart, overcome with the sheer pleasure of touching her and the joy her confession of love had given him.

* * * *

Susan called to Erik as she came in and set her keys on the counter. No one answered. His car was outside, so where could he be? She went out to the backyard to check the arbor. They’d been living together for three months now, and the arbor was one of his many wedding presents to her. With only two weeks to go, she’d suspected he would be out there working to complete it since the sun was still up, but he wasn’t.

She went back in and closed the sliding door. She pulled the curtains closed and then she sensed someone behind her, but before she could turn a blindfold went around her eyes.

“What the—” she said before she was whirled around and pulled into a searing kiss.

“Erik?”

His hot lips pressed against her ear. “I hope weren’t expecting anyone else.”

“Not tonight.”

He tightened his grip on her waist. “It seemed to me that since most of your friends are men, it would be best for me to throw you a more private, intimate bachelorette party.”

She ran her hands down his bare chest. His cock was already hard and pressed against her, and as she lowered her hands she discovered he was wearing leather pants. She had teasingly suggested such an outfit to him a few weeks ago, and the teasing had led to a very steamy night on the living room floor. She giggled. “So nice of you to remember how much the idea turned me on. So how kinky is this going to get?”

“As kinky as you want it to.” He kissed her and slapped her on the ass, making her giggle again. He began undressing her. She soon stood there wearing only her blue cotton panties. She wished she’d put on something sexier. Erik stepped away from her. She waited for him to do something, but he didn’t. She felt him moving around her, watching her. She shivered with desire.

“Touch me, Erik.”

He ran his finger down her arm and pulled away. His fingers toyed with the end of the blindfold for a moment, but as she turned he pulled back again. He ran his hand up her spine and into her hair. Standing behind her, he pulled her body against him. He brought his lips to her neck, but instead of kissing her he simply breathed in her scent. His hand moved under her chin and down her throat, and then he slid it back up to trace the curve of her cheek. He let his other hand stray between her breasts. He ran his palm over her nipples when they hardened in response to his touch. He massaged each one in turns, his breath quickening and his cock twitching against her ass. His hand moved down her stomach, and he slid one finger under the waistband of her panties.

She sighed, ready for him to touch her. She started to pull her panties down, but he stopped her, pulling her hands behind her. He held them both in one of his hands. He didn’t say anything. His other hand went back up to her breasts, massaging them with more force. She squeezed her legs together as she became wetter, her panties already damp with her need. He moved her hands closer together behind her back, making her grasp her wrists.

“Keep them like that, or I’ll be forced to tie them for you.” His voice was low and husky, very commanding.

She shivered again, feeling his power more than ever. She’d confessed to him shortly after they became engaged that when she was younger she’d had a few fantasies about him seducing her. He’d been both flattered and tantalized by this. She’d explained how before losing her virginity, she’d had fantasies about how it would be if he were the one. She’d also told him how she felt like such a bad girl at the time, imagining him tying her up and introducing her to sexual games she only vaguely knew existed. She knew now those longings and desires had been more than sexual curiosity. Since her confessions, he’d gradually taken more dominance in the bedroom. He still loved having her on top or her making the first move, but they’d found they both enjoyed sex all the more when he gave into his own fantasies and took complete control of their lovemaking.

The blindfold was a new addition. She liked it. She felt more sensual not being able to see him, and every touch was a surprise that aroused her beyond belief. She was more sensitive to his touch even. She moaned loudly as his mouth covered her right breast. His tongue circled the nipple with ever-increasing pressure. He rolled it between his teeth and made her gasp. His hands massaged her ass, but she wanted more. His fingers still teased the waistband of her panties as he turned his attention to her other breast. He flicked his tongue over the nipple. She arched to feel more of his mouth but he kept pulling back.

“Erik!”

He remained silent. He pulled her hands apart and led her slowly to the bedroom. The slow journey aroused her to an even greater extent. Knowing she had to trust him with each step turned her on more than she could have imagined.

“Take your panties off.”

She did so. He circled her slowly again, just inches away from touching her. He toyed with her hair, ran his hands lightly over her breasts, and then he stopped in front of her. She shifted her position, her leg rubbing his. The leather of his pants was warm and rough. She dared to reach out and touch his cock. He pulled away after one stroke.

“Is that what you want?” he whispered from behind her.

“Yes.”

“Get on your knees.”

She knelt down, and he stroked her hair. He ran his fingers over her shoulders and eventually moved in front of her again. She ran her hands up his legs before unzipping his pants. She freed his cock and took it into her mouth. He tangled his fingers tightly in her hair and took control of her movements. He stroked in and out of her mouth in slow, even thrusts. He stopped and began to pull back, but she grasped his legs and took him down her throat, sucking hard. He groaned and took a moment to enjoy it, but then he stepped back and yanked her to her feet. “Not so fast, my dear.” He kissed her roughly, and she went limp in his arms. His hand hovered above her clit, driving her mad. He pulled her to the bed and put her hands on the footboard.

“Bend over for me.”

She did so, spreading her legs. She was so ready for him.

“You’re very wet.” He slid his hands over her damp thighs. He ran one finger over her pussy. Then he caressed her ass. He took his time, and she wanted to scream. He placed his hands on her hips and lowered himself to the ground. She waited for his mouth to cover her, but nothing happened. She felt his hot breath on her pussy, and she let out a frustrated cry.

“Something wrong?” he whispered. He licked her once, and then he slid one finger into her.

“I need you.”

“And I need this,” he said as he pushed deeper. He found a very sensitive spot and massaged it firmly. “I love making you want me.”

“Please, Erik!” She ran her fingers over her clit. “I need to come.”

He grabbed her hand and held it firmly as he stood. He snatched her up and to her great surprise tossed her over the footboard on to the bed. He was on her in no time, pulling the blindfold off of her and kissing her until she was breathless. He took both of her hands and dragged her to the headboard. He tied them there with the blindfold, making her arch as he tightened the knot. She’d suggested he tie her up before, and he’d joked about it, but he’d been hesitant before and made the excuse that something about it bothered him.

“Another wedding present?” she asked as his hungry gaze roamed over her body.

“Giving you what you’ve been asking for.” He moved between her legs and began greedily eating her pussy, kissing her there as passionately as he’d been kissing her mouth.

She squirmed and moaned beneath him, so close to coming. He held her against the mattress and continued his assault, never letting up. She gasped as she felt an orgasm about to break, but he pulled away and moved up her body. She struggled to catch her breath as he kissed her breasts, the pleasure almost torturous because it was enough to keep her on the edge but not enough to make her come. She tugged at her restraints.

He brought his face up to hers and smiled wickedly. “You can’t have it both ways. You put yourself at my mercy and you simply have to wait until I’m ready for you to come.” He pushed her legs apart and moved between them. He hovered above her and feathered kissed over her face and neck. Every time she arched up he moved up as well.

She whimpered with need and he kissed her. His tongue explored her mouth but he kept the kiss light and gentle. He nuzzled her neck again, and she put her lips to his ear. “Please, Erik, make me come.”

He pulled his pants down a little further and wrapped her legs around his thighs. She loved the feel of the leather against her skin, and the smile on his face told her he hadn’t missed this fact. “We’ll have to get you a leather corset,” he said. He groaned as he rubbed his cock over her opening and caressed her breasts again. “Though heaven knows how I’ll control myself then.” He looked deep into her eyes and finally entered her. She was so wet he was fully inside her in seconds. He moved closer and grasped the pillow on either side of her head, and she could tell he found it hard to hold back.