SocialPreyAllRomance (18 page)

“So, why your place again?” Kiley asked as she stood outside on the small porch.

The devilish gleam in his eyes made Kiley’s heart flutter. “Because all the good toys
are at my house. You’re not scared are you, sunshine?”

Kiley stuck her tongue out at him as she passed through the front door and into the
small living area. Scott was a minimalist. Only the basics. A large leather sofa,
a massive big screen TV and kitchen full of beer and junk food. Sometimes she wondered
how the hell he stayed so fit.

Scott’s chuckle made her smile as she set her purse on the couch and turned to face
him. “John’s going to meet us for breakfast in the morning to talk about our plan
in Peru.”

Scott wagged his finger. “No work talk, Kiley. We did that earlier. While we’re here,
it’s a work free zone. Clear?”

“I was just—“

Scott scowled and put his finger over her lips. “Don’t make me get out the belt.”

Kiley raised an eyebrow at just what the mere mention of a belt by Scott did to her
insides.

“Belt? Excuse me?”

Scott snaked his hand around her lower back and tugged her close. Her body molded
to his from thigh to chest as she rested her palms against his chest. The muscles
twitched under her touch as she slowly smoothed her fingers over the material of his
shirt, absently exploring the ridges beneath it.

“Belt, hand, paddle, flogger. Take your pick, sunshine.”

“All?”

Scott chuckled deep in his chest. “You may regret that.”

“I’ve never been spanked before,” she whispered. “You’ll be gentle with me?”

Scott snorted. “No.”

Surprisingly, Kiley wasn’t afraid. Not of Scott. She could tell by the twinkle in
his eyes he was partly teasing her, but at the same time she had a feeling he was
also dead serious.

He softly kissed her lips before saying, “the whole point of a spanking is to feel
pain, which will then turn to pleasure.”

“I can assure you, the spankings I got as a child never turned to pleasure.”

Scott’s lips twitched and a sexy gleam appeared in his eyes. “Your daddy didn’t spank
you like I will.”

“I see,” she whispered.

Her stomach flipped at the images that ran through her mind. She liked this side of
Scott.

Yesterday he’d been tender, sweet, fun, playful, and most definitely insatiable. But
this wicked, kinky side definitely set her flesh on fire. She couldn’t wait to see
just what he had in mind for them.

His palm slid over her hip, then lower to cup her ass. “Are you hungry?” he asked.

She swallowed and shook her head. They’d had a late lunch, she didn’t need dinner,
not when her body burned this badly to have him naked beside her, over her…under her.

“I am,” he purred close to her lips.

“We just ate lunch a little while ago.”

“I’m not talking about food,” he growled.

Scott put his hands at her waist and lifted her onto the back of the leather sofa.
With a soft shove, he pushed her backward. Kiley landed with a surprised squeal with
her shoulders on the cushions of the couch and her ass still lying against the back.
She was practically upside down and with his hands holding her thighs, completely
at his mercy.

With a speed that shocked her, Scott removed her shoes, then quickly stripped off
her jeans and underwear. Her pussy was bared to his lustful gaze, and Kiley couldn’t
take her eyes off him as he slowly moved the flat of his hand over her mound.

“This looks good,” he murmured as he pushed her thighs out wider.

“You’re insane,” she whispered, but truthfully was enjoying the position she’d suddenly
found herself in.

He swatted her clit with his hand. It stung, but the slap sent a sharp burst of pleasure
to her womb. Using the tips of his fingers he separated her tingling pussy lips, exposing
her sensitive clit. He licked his tongue between her folds, and she moaned at the
warmth of his mouth and the teasing strokes of his kiss.

It shocked her how fast he could get her wild for him. Lifting her hands over her
head, she gripped the edge of the seat cushions and moaned as Scott thrust his tongue
into her channel.

“So sweet,” he murmured.

As he spoke his breath brushed over her clit, making her shudder. He nibbled along
her labia, letting his teeth scrape over the sensitive, swollen flesh. Kiley moved
her hips along with him, moaning and sighing as he expertly brought her so close to
the edge she wanted to scream.

Before she could find that release, he tugged her back up to a sitting position on
the back of the couch, then to her feet. She reached for his hard cock that pressed
so obviously against the inside of his jeans. Scott shook his head and pulled her
hand away.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he said as he turned her toward the bedroom.

Kiley walked on shaking legs, Scott’s hands on her shoulders guiding her down the
hall. She was so turned on, her pussy throbbing to feel him inside her, she could
hardly walk straight.

Once inside the bedroom door, Scott pulled her to a stop.

“Stand still,” he commanded.

Kiley took slow, deep breaths as he reached around and began to unbutton her shirt.
Every brush of his hands across her breasts was exquisite torture, but she didn’t
move. She held still, sighing softly as he slid her shirt off her shoulders.

He quickly unclasped her bra at the back. He slid it off as well, leaving her naked
and suddenly very, very hot.

From behind he cupped both breasts, lifting them upward as his fingers pinched and
pulled at her nipples. Kiley gasped and reached behind her to grab his hip. If she
didn’t hold into something she might fall.

He touched his lips to her neck, and she fisted her fingers in the denim of his jeans.
She wasn’t sure how much more of this foreplay she could take.

“On the bed,” he whispered.

Kiley moved quickly and climbed onto the large king size bed. The rough corduroy material
of the bedspread scratched at her skin, adding another layer of erotic sensation to
an already over sensitized layer of flesh.

She thought he would take her, slide his big cock into her and make her scream. Instead,
he moved to the head of the bed. “Give me your hand,” he said.

Kiley frowned, but lifted her hand to his. He pulled a handcuff from behind the headboard
and attached it to her wrist. The other hand was attached to the center of the headboard.

“Give me the other,” he commanded.

She did, shocked she would so blindly do as he said. She trusted Scott and that made
a huge difference. She’d known him all her life. She knew he would never hurt her.
He secured the other wrist. Now both hands were above her head, bound. She wouldn’t
be able to touch him, to feel the heat of his skin, the way his cock twitched when
she would slowly pump her hand down his length.

“Roll over to your stomach,” he said as he began to unbutton his shirt.

Curious as to what he had planned, Kiley rolled to her stomach. Her movements were
awkward with her hands tied, but there was enough slack in the cuffs to allow her
to turn.

She felt the bed sag as Scott climbed into it, straddling the back of her thighs.
He gripped her hips and lifted her. “Move your knees up,” he said.

Kiley pulled her knees forward so her ass was high in the air. She pulled her arms
back a little so that she rested more on her elbows. Scott smoothed his hands over
her ass before he slapped one side hard. Kiley gasped at the sting.

“Don’t move,” he said.

Kiley nodded as she felt his weight leave the bed. She turned her head to the side
and watched as he pulled a small dildo from the nightstand. He covered it with lubricant
before climbing back onto the bed. He positioned the head of the toy at the entrance
to her anus and for a split second, she tensed.

“It’s okay, baby,” Scott murmured as he kissed the small of her back. “Trust me.”

She nodded, and he pressed the toy forward. At first it felt odd, but as he pushed
it deeper, it rubbed against her vagina from the other side, creating a wicked sensation
of fullness that actually made her moan.

“That’s nice,” he whispered as he bent down and kissed her pussy.

Kiley sighed and spread her legs wider, giving him easier access to that part of her
that screamed for his touch.

“Good girl,” he purred, then circled her clit with his tongue.

Kiley shivered. “Scott,” she whispered as she pressed herself harder against his face.

Scott stood up and slapped her hip hard with his palm. Kiley gasped and glared at
him over her shoulder.

“I control this,” he said, then slapped her ass again. “You’ll come when I tell you
to and not before.”

“You can’t be serious.”

Scott slapped her ass again. The burning sting sent a surprising jolt of pleasure
through her lower body.

“I’m dead serious. You wanted the kinky side of me.”

He leaned down and kissed her shoulder. As he did, he pressed his thigh against her
mound, making her moan at the building need inside her channel.

“Now you’re going to get it.”

His wicked purr sent a thrill over every inch of her flesh. “What if you do something
I don’t like?” she asked. “I’m tied up. I can’t stop you.”

“I would never hurt you, Kiley,” he said softly as he brushed the hair from her face
so she could see his eyes. “Look at me.”

She lifted her lids and stared into his eyes. She’d known Scott all her life. She
knew he wouldn’t hurt her…ever.

“If I do something that scares you or bothers you just say red. Understand?”

Kiley nodded, but her brow creased into a frown. “Red?” She’d heard that before somewhere.

BDSM. Scott was a…“You’re a Dom?”

“Sometimes,” he murmured as he nipped playfully at her shoulder.

His thigh still pressed between her legs, and she rubbed herself against it ever so
slightly, but enough it sent tingles of lust up her spine.

“I just play at it mostly.” He moved close to her ear and whispered. “I think playing
Dom with you is going to be loads of fun.”

Scott pushed back up and slapped her hip again. Kiley gasped as the sting began to
morph into something else entirely. Every inch of her body tingled; every nerve twitched.
She never imaged this kinky stuff would be this…erotic.

He slapped her again and this time she moaned. Bending, Scott licked his tongue over
her slit.

Kiley’s entire body shuddered. She rocked her hips back, wanting more. Instead Scott
pulled back and again whacked her hip with his palm.

The muscles of her anus contracted around the toy, sending a spark of delight through
her pussy. Oh my, God. Would she really come with him doing this? She could feel it
building, feel it closing in with every slap of his hand against her flesh. She never
imagined she would like this; that it would turn her on.

Scott stopped slapping her ass and bent his head to work a trail of kisses up the
back of her thigh. Kiley groaned and worked her hips, silently begging him to touch
her at her throbbing core. She’d never wanted him so badly in her life. She’d never
wanted anyone so bad.

He slid his lips over her hips, then back down her other thigh. Kiley was ready to
scream. She was so sensitive between her legs all he would have to do was blow—Kiley
cried out as Scott did just that; blow softly against her clit.

“God, you’re killing me,” she whined.

“I know and it’s so damn hot.” He bit gently at her labia. “Do you want me to take
you, Kiley?

Fill this pretty, wet pussy with my cock?”

“Yes,” she cried out without hesitation.

“Say it,” he murmured.

“Fuck me,” she sighed. “Give me all of it.”

Scott straightened back up. She could hear him undoing his zipper, freeing his thick
cock. The second he placed the head of his shaft at her opening, she pushed backward,
anxious to have him inside her. In her desperate state of need, she forgot about the
anal toy and gasped at the tight pleasure-pain as he added his girth to the girth
of the toy.

He was only halfway inside her when he stopped and gripped her hips. “Deep breaths,
baby,”

he commanded.

Kiley drew in a slow, deep breath then let it out. Scott pressed forward gently, slowly
filling her full. Kiley moaned as the stretching turned to pleasure—unbelievable,
heart stopping pleasure.

Scott groaned as he shoved himself balls deep. “Damn, that toy makes you tight.”

She could feel his heart beating in his shaft as he held himself still inside her.
Kiley ground herself back, forcing him even deeper. Scott cursed and gripped her hips,
holding her still as he pulled back, then pressed in again.

The sensation of the toy in her ass and the feel of Scott’s velvety walls rubbing
against her quivering channel made sparks ignite behind Kiley’s eyes. This was insane.
If she thought the sex had been great yesterday, then this was beyond incredible.
Was it being tied up? Was it the spanking? Or was it everything?

“This feels good,” he growled as his thrusts began to pick up in rhythm.

Kiley’s world was about to explode. “Scott,” she whined. “I can’t stop it.”

“Then don’t,” he said. “Come, baby. Let me feel it.”

Kiley shattered. Wave after wave of rapture rushed through her body, receding, then
exploding again as the orgasm began anew. This was nuts. Scott pounded hard, literally
pushing her forward as he thrust into her so hard she had to brace herself with her
hands. Just when she thought her orgasm was over, Scott reached around and pinched
her clit, sending her over the edge once more.

“Oh, God,” she screamed, as she moved her hips with his.

Seconds later his own shouts of pleasure mingled with hers as he thrust deep three
more times, then stopped, holding himself deep inside her.

He pulled the toy free from her ass, then fell to the side, tugging her with him.
Her wrists crossed above her head as her body moved to the side. Wincing, she pulled
tiredly at the cuffs.