Release (13 page)

He started by
kissing at the crease of her thigh.  She could feel the wetness there, and
she didn’t think she was going to last much longer.  She was
beginning  to make small sobbing noises, and Jeremy looked up at her, as
he continued to lap his tongue at the crease.

“What do you
think the neighbors will think when they hear the new woman in 5B being
pleasured?  It’s not going to be easy for you to stay quiet,” he
tsked.  “Do you think I can make you scream, Ryann?” he whispered. 
“Or should we play a little game...and see how quiet you can be?” He smiled his
sexy smile up at her, challenge in his eyes. 

He renewed his
sexaul onslaught with vigor, licking and nibbling, biting and sucking, this
time, right where she wanted him.  She was gasping for air.

“Jeremy,
please,” she gasped in whisper, obviously not wanting to be too loud.

“Shhh,
baby.  Not too loud,” he whispered back, teasing her.  “You’re
dripping for me.  So wet.”  He kissed all around her clitoris. 
“You’re my own dewy red iris.”  He licked.

She was so
close.  She whimpered, continuing to grip the doorknob with one hand, and
straining against the one he had in his grasp.  The fact that she was semi
restrained excited her even more. 

Then his tongue
circled her opening, and dipped into it, so slowly...and she was quietly
sobbing out his name.  She was beyond thought, beyond coherence.  She
was absolutely and completely consumed by him, and the passion she had been
trying to regain.  It had not only returned with a vengeance, but had
increased tenfold from whatever she had ever felt before. 

“That’s it,
baby.  Do you want to come?” he whispered, teasing her, kissing and
nibbling all around the nub that she wanted him so badly to touch, but
wouldn’t.

She whimpered
and squirmed.  Strained toward him. 

“Tell me, Ryann. 
Do you want to come?” he whispered, his mouth still on her.

“Yes, yes,” she
gasped.  Her head was rolling back and forth against the door.

He hooked his
hand underneath the knee that was over his shoulder, and lifted it even higher.

“Look at me,
baby.  I want to watch you come for me.”  She did, looking down at
him, in a daze.  “Remember, Ryann.  You need to be quiet.  Can
you be quiet, baby?”

“Yes, yes!” she
whispered furiously.

Then, he
captured her clit between his lips and sucked.

“Ahhh,
Jer…emy.
”
she said gasping on different syllables, gritting her teeth, trying to hold her
scream in.

And then she
exploded in his mouth, her legs and thighs stiffening in climax.  She
continued to gasp, while she came in waves, his mouth still clamped down on
her, sucking her dry. 

As the seconds
ticked by, her gasps turned into quiet mewls, and eventually he unfastened his
lips from her, lapping at her softly, bringing her down from what had been
perhaps the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.

She was
breathing heavily, and as if sensing she was about to collapse, he released her
leg, got up quickly and swooped her up into his arms, carrying her to the sofa.

He sat down,
with her snuggled in his lap, her head under his chin.  She felt like a
wet noodle.  She didn’t think for a second she would be able stand on her
own two feet.  She was still trying to work through the aftershocks.

She could feel
his very long and hard erection underneath her, and wondered dreamily if he
would finally have his way with her. 

He reached up
and spread the folds of her dress open so he could look fully at her.  With
one skilled flick of his fingers, he undid her front bra clasp, and smoothed
the bra cups aside, along with more of her dress, showing off her bare breasts
to him.

She imagined the
erotic picture they made.  She was now completely naked, except for her heels,
and her dress, open and hanging from her shoulders.  He leaned her back
and down against his arm, as if he were dipping her in a sensual dance move,
 thrusting her breasts up toward him.  Her head fell back onto the
sofa, her hair creating a soft cloud around her.

He continued to
look at her breasts, then he caught one in his hand, and began kneading it, his
thumb running back and forth over her nipple, alternating between rolling it
between his fingers and plucking at it. 

She let go of a
small moan.  He was now watching her, and in her mind, she thought of a
tiger circling its prey.  He looked as if he was an animal barely
restrained, his nostrils flared, and licking his lips, her juices still on his
face. 

His eyes were on
fire, and she could see that he was struggling to control himself.  His
gaze left hers, and latched onto her nipples as they tightened even more while
he moved to the other breast to pay it the same attention. 

“Jeremy?” she
whispered with uncertainty.

“Ryann,” he said
quietly.  “You are more unbelievable than any fantasy I could’ve ever
created in my mind.  I could spend all night just touching you like
this.  Make you come, just like this.” Pause.  “Put your arms above
your head, baby,” he whispered huskily.

She was
surprised by the command, but complied quickly, lifting her hands up to above
her head.  She was completely at his mercy, and she couldn’t be
happier.  She couldn’t wait to see what he would do next.

He leaned down,
and put his mouth over one nipple, forcing as much of her C cup sized breast
into his mouth, and sucked.  Hard. 

She immediately
bowed up off of the sofa, and let out a gasping moan.

He ran his teeth
over her hard nipple, and whispered, “Remember Ryann, you need to be quiet...
and keep your hands where they are,” he commanded in a soft tone, noticing that
she was moving her hands to his shoulders.

She let out a
frustrated sound, and laid her hands back on the sofa above her head. 
This man was going to be the death of her.  She didn’t think it was
possible to come again so quickly, but unbelievably, she was beginning to feel
the stirrings of the building sensation inside her.  Not being able to
move or make noise, only made it build faster.

He leaned down,
and put the nipple from the other breast into his mouth, and did the same thing
with that one, sucking as much of it into his mouth as he could, then running
his teeth over the nipple.  While he sucked on one breast, his hand was
playing with the other.

“Mmmm. 
Like ripe strawberries,” he whispered.  “I love your breasts, Ryann. 
They’re perfect.  I’m planning on getting to know them very well.” 
Pause.  “Do you think I can make you come just like this?  Sucking
and playing?  Back and forth?  How long do you think you can hold
out, Ryann?”

Her whole body was
so overcome with sensation, she didn’t know if she
could
hold out much
longer.  Could she really have another orgasm so quickly?  She had
never had two in one night.

He continued to
suck one nipple with his mouth, while using his calloused fingers to pluck at
the other, and the roughened skin from his fingertips was bringing her closer
and closer.  She couldn’t stop whimpering and gasping, over and over.

He wouldn’t stop. 
And she kept clenching her hands into fists, because he wouldn’t let her grab
onto anything.  “Jeremy,
please
,” she said, biting her lower
lip.  “Please,” she gasped.

Her arousal had
finally built to a fevered pitch.  She kept gasping his name.  He looked
up her body to her eyes, his hand and mouth on her breasts, and with his lips
resting on her nipple, he purred, “Shh, baby.  You need to be quiet. 
If you can be quiet, you can come for me, just like this.  I’m ready for
you, baby, whenever you are.  Are you ready, Ryann?”

She continued
whimpering, her body screaming for release.

“Please,
Jeremy!” 

“Come on,
Ryann.  Come for me.”

He firmly held
her nipples between his fingers and his mouth, pulling them up and away from
her body, while she climaxed.  She was overwhelmed, gasping for breath,
panting and gulping for air...as quietly as she could.   

After about five
seconds, he released her nipples, and captured her mouth with his, devouring
it, eating at it, swallowing her cries to try to subdue her.  When he
began to kiss her neck, she couldn’t take it anymore.

“Jeremy,
please,” she begged.  “I need you inside me... I can’t take anymore. 
Please.”  She continued to pant, sweat beading on her forehead.

He looked at her
dead in the eye.  “Oh, trust me, Ryann.  I’ll be inside you, so deep
inside you, you’ll be screaming my name.  I can’t wait to feel you coming,
to feel your pussy clenching around my cock.  It’s going to be heaven.”

“Jeremy,
please.  What are you doing to me?”  She was babbling, making no
sense.  She couldn’t think straight.

“I’m making you
addicted.  I want you to want me with every breath you have....and to
never doubt me again.”

She was trying
to shake herself from the marathon of pleasure he put her through.  “So
what was this?  You were just trying to prove a point, or
something?”  She was still trying to think straight, and struggled to get
up, but he continued to hold her down.

“This, my feisty
little kitten, was me convincing you.”

“You’re such a
fucking asshole,” she breathed, without much heat, trying to get her breathing
back to normal.

He
chuckled.  “You wanted to know what I would do to convince you.  If
you didn’t want the answer, you shouldn’t have asked the question.  I’m
simply a man on a mission.”  Then he kissed her again, licking into her
mouth. 

God, why did he
have to be such a great kisser?  The jerk. 

After a few
moments, he stopped, and looked at her.

“Tomorrow
morning, before you leave for the Institute, I want you to pack an overnight
bag.  Because tomorrow night, I’m taking you out to dinner, Ryann. 
And then we’re going back to my place,” he leaned down and nipped at her lip,
“for dessert.”

She huffed out a
short laugh.  “God, does that cheesy line work on all your women?”

He turned
serious.  “I don’t have any women, Ryann.  And there’s only one woman
I want it to work on.”

She melted and
sighed.  Then she hesitated, “It’s kind of a busy week.  I don’t know
if I can stay over tomorrow.”

“I’m going to
make sure you’re completely relaxed and satisfied before you fall
asleep...you’ll sleep like a baby.  I want you at my place, Ryann. 
Because, the first time I’m inside you, fucking you and making you mine, I’m
not going to hold back,” he said in a dangerously soft tone.  “When I’m
pounding into you, I want to see you completely naked, spread out on
my
bed, in
my
house, and screaming
my
name.”  He nipped at her
lip again.  “I’m going to make you scream, Ryann, and when you come with
me inside you,” he whispered, “it’s going to be fucking
perfect
.” 

He kissed her
again, making love to her mouth, savoring her sweetness.  She didn’t have
the heart to tell him that she had never been able to have an orgasm while
having sex.  She was only able to come when she was stimulated manually or
orally, but she didn’t want to tell him.  He would only take it as a
challenge, and she had a feeling she would be in enough trouble tomorrow night
keeping all of her wits about her.

He stopped
kissing her, and stroked her hair back from her face.   Then he
leaned back to sit up, and pulled her up onto his lap again.

She felt a
little lightheaded, and held onto his shoulders for a moment.  He nuzzled
her hair, smelling her sweet fragrance.  “You have a big day
tomorrow.”  Then he kissed her one last time, and stood up with her in his
arms.

She was feeling
slightly disoriented.  He put her down slowly and she continued to hold
onto him until her legs didn’t feel so wobbly.

He chuckled
slightly, then tilted her chin up so she could look him in the eyes.

His green eyes
were so dark, she couldn’t believe he wanted to wait until tomorrow.

She thought for
a second, then boldly reached her hand down to the bulge in his pants and
squeezed.  He jolted, stilled her hand with his, and hissed.  Then,
he took a deep breath, trying to maintain control. 

“Little
Minx.”  He put his mouth to her ear.  “He’ll come out to play
tomorrow night.  And while I’m fucking that sweet pussy of yours until you
pass out from the intensity, you remember how much you wanted it.”

Her heart
skipped a beat.  God, the way he talked to her could probably make her
come without him even touching her.  He gave her a sexy smile, and pulled
her hand away from him, then he leaned down and kissed her again, hugging her
tightly to him. 

“Thank you for
changing your mind,” he murmured into her hair.

She laughed
dryly, “After what you’ve just done to me, I feel like
I
should be
thanking
you.
”

She heard the
smile in his response.  “It was absolutely my pleasure.  And there’ll
be more where that came from tomorrow, I can promise you that.”  Pause.
 “And let’s make sure there are no misunderstandings.”  He wrapped
her hair around his hand, tugging her hair and forcing her to look up at
him. 

“You won’t be
changing your mind again.  I don’t care if you go on the internet after I
leave, and see me in pictures with a million women.  They’re
nobodies.  I don’t care if someone at the Institute gets wind of us and
says something negative about it.  I don’t care what excuse you come up with. 
No matter what, you
will
be coming to my place tomorrow night, and you
will
be spending the night in my bed.”  He pulled her head back even
more.  “Is that clear?”

She yelped at
the firm grip he had on her hair.  “Yes,” she breathed.  “Geez,
you’re bossy.”