Stronghold (Stronghold 1) (42 page)

"Impressive," she said through her
panting breaths.  "Now fuck me."  Her voice lilted upwards
on the end of the sentence, making it a plea rather than an order. 
Undulating her body, she rubbed it against his, feeling a wet trail along her
inner thigh as the head of his cock dragged along it.  Her nails dragged
along his sides, down to his hips, and he groaned as his body rocked against
hers.

“You… are trouble,” he growled, pulling her
bra from her body and tossing it away.  “Put your hands above your head
and
keep them there.
”

With a little whimper, she obeyed.  Just
hearing him order her around in that deep voice made every inch of her skin
tingle.

******

The tight pink nipples pointed up at him were
too tempting to resist.  Lowering his head, Adam took one and then the
other into his mouth, nibbling as Angel's body writhed and bucked beneath him.
 The little whimpers working their way out of her throat were delightful,
as was the way she panted for breath in between. 

Sliding his hand down her stomach, he found
the cream-coated lips of her pussy and slid a finger in to the music of her
moans.  

"Oh please... please, please please..."
 Angel's hips bucked as he teased her clit, seeking out contact.  The
begging made the blood in his cock surge and he sucked hard on her nipple as he
tempered his own response.  She was so wet and silky against his fingers,
her legs spread wide as if to invite him into her body. 

Shit... why was he even waiting?  Other
than to prove himself that he could maintain his control, but she wanted it and
he wanted it... it was a Dom's privilege to be able to indulge himself and lose
control on occasion, as long as he didn't hurt anyone.  And he didn't
think that Angel was going to be complaining if he got inside her sooner rather
than later.  

He lay little kisses on stomach and then her
breasts, working his way up her body.  Her hands had moved, from being
stretched up above her head to laying right beside it, but he decided that it
was close enough.  

With an elbow planted on either side of her,
the tip of his cock nudged between the wet fold of her pussy, immediately
coating it in honey.  He caught her eyes, the pupils huge pools of
darkness in glowing amber, dark lashes fluttering wildly over them.  Those
perfect pink lips were parted slightly, ready to moan or cry out or scream his
name. 

"Don't move," he growled.
 Angel whimpered in reply as he began to push forward.

She was like hot silk, a wet glove gripping
him as he pushed into her body.  While the rest of her tensed, straining
to follow his command, her inner muscles were fluctuating wildly, as if trying
to suck him in deeper.  Pulling out slightly, he thrust hard and buried
himself within her on the second stroke.  Unable to stop herself, Angel's
body arched beneath his, her splayed pussy grinding against his body as she
spasmed around him.  

Hands were suddenly on his shoulders, the
back of his neck and Adam shifted his weight to pinch her nipple. 

"Hands back in place, Angel."

"Sorry, sorry," she muttered,
although her heart wasn't in it, as she returned her hands to being stretched
out above her head.  He got the impression that she, again, hadn't
realized that she'd moved them.

"Good girl."

He kissed her, long and slow, enjoying the
way her muscles tightened around him and the small movements of her body as she
tried to get him to move within her again.  Invading her mouth with his
tongue, he enjoyed his dominion over her body... so sweet and eager to be
played with. 

As he kissed her, he began to rock his hips,
pulling out just a few inches before slowly driving back into her.  From
the frantic, muffled sounds deep in her throat and the way she was lifting her
hips up to his, he could tell that he wasn't going fast enough for her and he
enjoyed feeling her wriggling underneath him with all that pent-up sexual
energy.

Then her hands found their way to his head
again. 

Grabbing her wrists, Adam pinned them down on
either side of her head as he lifted his mouth away from hers.

"You just can't stay in position, can
you?"

"Sorry, sorry..."

Tightening his hands around those slender
limbs, he leaned down to whisper in her ear.  "Next time I'm going to
tie you down so that you can't move an inch."

Angel groaned, her legs coming up and around
his body as if the idea of being held immobile made her unable to keep still.
 Giving up on the idea of having her hold position, Adam leaned his weight
onto her wrists and began driving into her body with all the force she could
desire. 

With a loud cry, she arched up beneath him,
her hips pumping as she tightened her legs around his waist.  They were
moving together, in a hard pounding rhythm, as her arms pushed against his
hands, struggling to free herself.  Holding her down beneath him as he
easily slid in and out of her body made him even harder.  His cock was
throbbing inside of her as her muscles pulled and sucked at him, her cries
becoming wilder and higher with every thrust. 

"Adam... oh fuck... oh Adam!" 

Her head thrashed back and forth in ecstasy
as she let out a breathy scream of ecstasy, her body trembling as she clenched
around him.  The tight sheath around him became even tighter, her muscles
rippling as if to milk his cock, and he groaned.  He'd wanted to hold out,
to keep fucking her, but she was holding him so tightly that he could barely
move.  The tingling at the base of his spine told him that he was fast
losing the battle for control over his body.

Rocking himself against her, he rubbed his
groin roughly against her clit as she moaned his name over and over again, her
body going into writhing spasms beneath him.  Her pussy was like a vise,
and he growled out her name as he felt his release in a burst of rapture,
throbbing throughout his entire body as he spilled hot cum into her. 

It felt his like orgasm went on forever, her
muscles working the entire length of his cock until he collapsed, utterly wrung
out, on top of her.  The effort it took to release his fingers from around
her slender wrists was almost too much for him.  With his face buried in
her shoulder, he tipped his head to kiss her neck, chuckling as she shivered
and protested. 

"That tickles!"

"Mmmm."  Adam rubbed his nose
against her sensitive skin and enjoyed the way she gasped and clenched again.
 "You smell nice."

Angel giggled, sliding her arms around him
now that she could.  "Sorry I kept moving..."

Adam laughed.  "That's alright.
 Hilary, you are not."

He grinned into her hair, thinking about how
he needed to get some restraints for his bed.  

"What does that mean?"  She poked
his side, sounding a little perturbed. 

"Ah, I'd forgotten, you wouldn't have
seen Liam and Hilary playing yet."

"Well I have been kept pretty busy every
time I've been at Stronghold."

"Liam prefers honor bondage, which is
good because Hilary doesn't really like to be restrained.  They tend to
scene in private, but from what we all have seen them do around us, he never
needs to restrain her because she always stays in position for him."

"I can work on that..."  Angel
sounded worried.

With a stifled groan, Adam pushed himself up
to look down at her.  "I'm not Liam, sweetheart.  I like real
bondage.  I'm looking forward to tying you up, especially now that I know
how badly you want to move and touch me."  The slightly doubtful look
on her face faded into a shy smile.  Leaning down, he kissed those
slightly swollen lips, very gently and tenderly.  "And when you do
move from position, I get to punish you, which is also something I enjoy."

Laughing now, Angel slapped at his chest in
playful reproach.  Growling a little, Adam rolled, pulling her along with
him so that she ended up on top.  Let her do the work to prop herself up
and look down at him.  Plus he liked the way she felt on top of him, all
soft curves and long limbs.  

"Well that's good," she said
ruefully.  "Because I'm not sure I really could stop, although I
would try.  I really was already trying."

"I didn't mind... I liked holding you
down too," he said with a grin, running his hands down her back to that
delectable bottom.  She winced a little bit as he squeezed, although he
could tell that the effects of her spanking were already wearing off a bit.
 "You've got such a fantastic ass."

A pleased little smile on her face, Angel
fluttered her lashes at him a bit.  "I've been told you're an ass
man."

"And I saw on your survey for Stronghold
that you enjoy anal play and sex," he said, grinning as he brushed his
finger over that little crinkled hole.  "So we're well matched.
 But not tonight..." He glanced over at the clock and sighed
reluctantly.  "I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Oh, right," Angel started to push
up and away from him.  

Holding tightly onto her bottom cheeks, Adam
frowned up at her.  "Where do you think you're going?"

"Oh..."  She settled back down a
bit.  "I thought that was my hint to leave."

"You can if you need to, but I'd rather
you stay here."

She cocked her head to the side as she
thought it over, very quickly, before looking back down at him with a brilliant
smile on her face.  "I'd like that."

"Good."

******

When the alarm went off, Angel jumped,
immediately awake.  That was
not
 her alarm.  And that was
not Michael or Leigh pressed up against her back.  Her naked back, which
is how she knew it wasn't Michael or Leigh.

The events of the previous evening came
flooding back as the arm wrapped around her waist tightened.  

"Good morning."

"Oh my god, turn it off," she
moaned, trying to pull the pillow over her head to smother the annoying and
overly loud beeping.

Adam's deep chuckle made her body tingle,
even down between her legs which was a little bit sore from all the activity
that it wasn't quite used to.  Last night he'd been rough.  And
wonderful.  And so incredibly sexy and dominating.  But her poor
pussy wasn't used to that sort of treatment and it hadn't had any sort of
treatment from the opposite sex for long enough that she still felt a bit
tender.

His arm moved away and the incessant,
obnoxious beeping stopped.  Pulling the pillow back away from her face,
Angel turned over and snuggled up against him.  Big, hot, hard man body
first thing in the morning.

Yum.

Better than Wheaties.

She giggled.

"I sincerely hope you're not laughing at
me," he said, pushing her onto her back so that he could see her face.
 His fingers pressed down on the center of her chest, drawing little
circles that made her skin tingle.  

"I was just thinking that you're better
than breakfast," she said truthfully.

Adam laughed and leaned down to kiss her,
obviously not caring about anything like morning breath.  Fortunately her
mouth didn't feel too disgusting since he'd made a toothbrush available to her
last night.  New and blue, which made her feel good since she could tell
from looking at the brush he used that the one he'd given her was meant as a
replacement for it.  Not that it was a bad thing if a man was prepared
with an extra toothbrush, but there were some connotations to being so prepared
that she wasn't a fan of.

Opening her mouth, she couldn't help but
wince when he settled between her legs. 

Immediately he pulled away.  "Are
you okay?"

"Just a little sore.  It's um....
been a while."  The look on his face
now
 was pure, smug
male satisfaction and she couldn't help but laugh again.

Lifting his hips away from hers, Adam kissed
her again.  "Alright minx, time to get up then."

"Oh."  She couldn't help the
disappointment in her voice even if she wanted to.

Adam gave her a look as he sat on the edge of
the bed, his erection bobbing heavily.  "I can wait.  Besides,
this way I won't be late," he said, glancing at the clock.

"Aww, you were going to be late for
me?"

"Yes," he said, dragging her over
to him.  "Now come take a shower with me so I can tease myself some
more before I have to go to work."

Despite her obvious come-ons in the shower,
Adam resisted anything that went past teasing each other.  Which, as he
carefully and gently washed her with a cloth, was probably a good thing because
she really was tender.  If they had sex now, then she really would need
some extra time to recover.  

They had a quick breakfast of cereal, while
Adam grumbled about not being able to make her a proper breakfast because
they'd taken so long in the shower, and some fantastic French press coffee
before he walked her out to her car. 

"I'll call you tonight," he said,
kissing her soundly on the mouth. 

"Okay."  She smiled shyly up
at him, feeling both pleased and surprised that he was going to call her so
soon.  "I have class till eight."