Tease Me (11 page)

“
What?” My heart pounded in
my chest.

“
It was a threat, a message
if you will.” His dark eyes flashed. “Nothing I can’t
handle.”

I just nodded, shivering again from the wind.
How was he so calm? I was scared, and I wasn’t being shot at.

He lurched forward, putting his hand on my
waist. I pulled back, though really I wanted him to grab me and
force me against him.

“
Go back inside,” he
whispered, his breath hot on my skin. “Be a good girl.”

I looked into his eyes, desperately needing
him. “I’m not a good girl,” I said.

Alejandro’s eyes glimmered, and his full lips
pulled back into a half smile. Holy fucking hell, the man was sexy.
“I will have to fix that.”

Keeping one hand on my waist, he reached up
with the other and pushed my hair out of my face. A chill went
through my entire body. His fingers ran through my hair, tucking it
behind my ear. He trailed them down my neck and across my chest,
tracing my collarbone, stopping in the center, right above where
the robe crossed.

He pushed his hand inside, so slow, teasing
me. My nipples hardened. I took in a shaky breath. He tipped his
head in, pressing his lips to my neck as he slid his hand over my
breast. His rough skin rubbed against me. He cupped my breast,
squeezing it, rubbing his palm over my erect nipple.

He bit at my skin, his teeth softly nipping
at my neck. Desire wound inside of me, coiling tight in my stomach
and making me so wet I thought my own juices would drip down my leg
and onto the patio. Alejandro pinched my nipple between his
fingers.

His grip tightened on my waist, and then he
let go, running his hand over my hip and onto my thigh. I reached
up, putting my hands on his shoulders. I stepped into him. His
erection pressed against my stomach. My heart fluttered. I arched
my back, pushing into him.

His cock was large, held back by only a thin
layer of material. I could feel it pulse against me as he moved his
fingers along my leg, inching toward my core. His gentle nips at my
neck turned fierce, and he moved his hand fast, shoving it under
the robe. His thumb pressed against my clit, and he stopped,
teasing me.

He took his mouth off my neck and pressed his
lips to mine. Then he opened my mouth with his tongue, kissing me.
He pushed a little harder on my mound. Holy fuck, I wanted him. I
was so wet, so hot. He moved his thumb in a slow circle.

I needed him inside me. I slid my hand from
his shoulder, across his muscular chest, and down to the waistband
of his pants. The tip of his dick stuck out from the top. My pussy
tightened when I felt the warm, wet precum. I took his shaft in my
hand. He wasn’t just long, he was thick. I wanted him in me,
filling me, pounding me as hard as he could with his big cock.

Alejandro moved his thumb against me. I felt
myself weaken, leaning into him for support. He slipped one finger
along my hole. My knees almost buckled.

Then he suddenly stopped. I groaned in
frustration. He put his finger to my lips and shook his head. He
took my hand and guided it to my center. I kept one hand on him,
pumping up and down on his cock.

I quivered as soon as I touched myself. My
clit was swollen, in desperate need of rubbing. I was so hot and so
wet. I stuck one finger inside me, head going back as the pleasure
flowed through me. Alejandro untied the robe and pushed the fabric
back, exposing me.

He lowered his head and flicked his tongue
across my nipple. My lips parted, and I moaned. I took my fingers
out of my hole and pulled him to me. He shook his head and put my
hand back. I opened my eyes, pleading. Just push me against the
wall and fuck me already.

I let go of his dick and wrapped my arm
around his shoulders, supporting myself while I rubbed my clit.
Alejandro put his hands on my waist, pulling me in just enough. He
tipped his head down, watching. I was so wound up, so fucking
turned on, it wouldn’t take me long to come. And I knew I would
come hard, so hard I’d scream and shake as the orgasm rippled
through me. So hard there would be a wet spot on the ground below
me. So hard Alejandro wouldn’t be able to resist me.

I started slow, feeling sparks rise in me. Oh
God, it felt so good. I spread my lips and rubbed myself, moving my
fingers up and down then in a circle. I resisted going over the
edge right then and there, letting it build up even more and more
until I couldn’t fucking resist any longer.

I pitched forward, head against Alejandro’s
chest. I was close. So. Close. My mouth opened, and I panted. My
fingers dug into Alejandro’s skin. I couldn’t fight it any longer.
Tingles rose inside of me right as I was about to come.

Alejandro knew it too. He grasped my wrist
and pulled. I tugged against him. No. Not now, not when I was so
close. I pulled back but was no match for his strength. In a rough,
swift movement, he pinned my arm behind me. My pussy ached, and my
head swam in a dark pool of desire.

He was going to finish for me.

But suddenly, he let me go. I staggered
forward, robe blowing open in the wind. Alejandro flashed a wicked
smirk and stepped back. He ran his eyes over me, satisfied with
what he had done, getting me to the breaking point then walking
away. He made me want him more than I wanted anything. Heart still
racing, I stared back at him.

And then I slapped him.

“
Asshole!” I hissed, too
wound up to pull my robe closed over my exposed body. “You can’t
just leave me like this!”

He grabbed my hand and pulled me to him. His
eyes flashed. “I can do whatever I want.” Then he twisted my arm,
forcing me to turn around. He pressed his cock against my ass. He
leaned in, putting his lips against my ear. “And right now, I want
you to do what I tell you.”

My heart pounded in my chest. My pussy was
still hot, still begging to be filled.

“
What do you want me to do?”
I asked, voice breathy.

His hands slid down me, over my hips. He
pressed his palms over my pelvis, slowly uncurling his fingers
towards my slit. He pulled my lips apart, and the cool night air
hit my swollen clit. I gasped, shivering.

His teeth grazed my ear. “Tell me you want
me,” he said.

I closed my eyes. His
fingers pushed closer to my hole. Fuck. I wanted him so bad, and he
knew that. I didn’t want to admit it. I wanted to hate him. I
wanted to
want
to
run away.

But I didn’t.

What I wanted was to turn around in
Alejandro’s arms and open my legs. I wanted to grasp his big cock
and guide him to me. Then I wanted him to back us against a wall
and fuck me until I couldn’t remember my own name.

“
Tell me you want me,” he
tempted, his fingers hovering over my core. He knew I didn’t want
to say it. He knew I didn’t want to give in, to admit I wanted the
bad man to make me feel so good. “Say it.”

“
I want you,” I breathed. As
soon as those three words left my mouth, something released inside
of me. I didn’t feel regret; I didn’t feel shame or even
guilt.

I felt free.

For the first time in a long time, I didn’t
hold back. I was honest, admitting that I wanted something I
shouldn’t. And it felt so good.

“
I fucking want you so bad,”
I said, closing my eyes. “So bad it hurts.” I relaxed against
Alejandro. His breath caught in his chest. He parted his legs and
moved closer. Then he slipped his fingers inside of me, two of
them, while his thumb lightly rested on my clit. My head fell back,
and I let out a deep breath.

Alejandro pressed his lips to my neck,
kissing me while he shoved his fingers deeper inside. He bent his
fingers, stroking me until he found my G-spot. I leaned forward,
hands resting against the stone ledge of the balcony. His dick
pressed against the top of my ass.

He kept working his fingers, bringing me to
the brink of coming. He was getting there too; the precum soaked
through the thin robe and was warm on my skin. I opened my eyes,
looking down for the first time. I hadn’t realized how high we
were, how far of a fall it would be if I toppled over the
railing.

I smiled deviously. I reached down, wrapping
my fingers around Alejandro’s wrist. Begrudgingly, I pulled his
hand out of my pussy; his fingers were dripping wet. I turned
around in his arms and leaned against the railing, opening my
legs.

Alejandro’s eyes narrowed with lust. He
licked his lips and stepped into my parted legs. I grabbed his
thick cock, pushing my hand down inside his pants. I wrapped my
fingers around the shaft and gently rubbed my thumb over the tip.
He tugged his pants down and put his hands on my ass.

In a quick movement, he picked me up, putting
me on the railing. My heart raced. I could fall. If he let me go, I
would go tumbling down. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around
his neck.

“
Do you understand that you
are mine?” he asked as he ran his tongue along my earlobe. I
shivered.

“
Yes,” I panted.

“
I will fuck you whenever,
however, I want,” he told me. “You are mine, and you will obey
me.”

“
I will obey,” I
moaned.

“
Are you ready for me to
fuck you,
chica
?”
he whispered, and I nodded. “There is no going back.”

“
I’m ready,” I
panted.

He took his dick in his hand and moved in,
rubbing the tip against my clit. I lost it. I gasped loudly in
pleasure, and electricity rippled through my entire body.

Holy fuck, I wanted this. Now. Right fucking
now.

My nails dug into Alejandro’s flesh. He was
teasing me, that motherfucker. And enjoying every second of it.
Whimpering, I parted my legs even more.

With a grunt, he pushed forward, shoving
himself inside me. His dick slid in with ease, I was so wet. He
filled me completely. His hands went to my waist, holding me
tightly. He slid himself back so only the tip of his cock was in my
pussy.

Then he rammed into me again.

I clutched onto him, muscles contracting with
pleasure. The fear of falling only added to it, and I leaned back,
knowing that one wrong move could make this end very bad for
me.

He pumped in and out, in and out. Everything
inside of me was alive. Pleasure wound so tight, was so close to
releasing. He slid one hand over my stomach, pressing his thumb
against my clit. He made two slow circles.

Then the tight coil sprang loose. My mouth
opened and my body went rigid as the orgasm ran ramped through me.
I dug my nails into his skin, head falling back as every part of me
resonated with pleasure. He kept moving his thumb over my clit and
pounding my cunt at the same time.

I loudly moaned as the orgasm worked its way
up and down my entire body. My toes curled, my lips tingled, and my
ears rang.

And he was still fucking me.

My heart was pounding in my chest. It was
almost too much. Holy shit, my body was in overdrive, and I felt
everything. The night, the dark ocean behind us, the thirty-foot
drop to the ground below, all disappeared. All I felt was his cock
inside me, his hands on my waist, and the pounding of my own heart.
Alejandro bent his head in, flicking his tongue over my ear
again.

I cried out, and my body convulsed. My pussy
contracted, tightening around his dick. I came hard, warmth gushing
out from between my legs. Alejandro pumped faster and faster, his
dick sliding in and out of my sopping hole.

It was too much. Another orgasm rolled over
me. My legs twitched, and I struggled to hold onto Alejandro. My
mouth opened, but I was too paralyzed from pleasure to make a
sound. My eyes rolled back, and the ringing in my ears grew louder
and louder until I thought I was going to pass out.

Alejandro growled and moved one hand up my
back, taking a tangle of my hair. He pulled it—hard—yanking my head
back even farther. My cunt spasmed, and he continued to fuck me
until he came, spewing his seed with a gruff groan. He shoved his
cock deep inside of me, holding it there while it pulsed.

My mouth was still open. I was still clinging
onto Alejandro, leaning over the railing. He tipped his head down,
resting it against my forehead and panting. We stayed like that for
a few seconds before he stepped back. His dick was still in me. My
body slid forward, and his cock hit my G-spot. Another orgasm
rippled through me. Alejandro pulled me closer. He was still hard
and didn’t waste any time. He rocked his hips back and forth. I
rode out the last orgasm and was sure I was going to pass out.

He stepped back again, sliding out of me. My
feet hit the patio floor, and my knees buckled. If Alejandro hadn’t
had a grip on me, I would have slunk to the floor.

My pussy was still contracting. I opened my
eyes for just a second to see Alejandro’s face. He had enjoyed it
as much as I did. I opened my mouth to talk but was unable to form
a coherent thought, let alone sentence.

I had never been fucked like that before. I
had never had so much danger mixed into sex.

“
Can you walk,
chica
?” he asked me. I
shook my head and clung onto him. “I didn’t think so,” he said. He
adjusted the waist of his pants then scooped me up, holding me
close to his body. My pussy hurt, but in a good way. The pain was
just as hot as the pleasure.

Alejandro turned, going back in through the
open door. He carried me through the kitchen and up the stairs, not
stopping until we were in his room. He laid me down on his bed. I
was still writhing in pleasure. The world spun around me. I was
panting, heart hammering in my chest. The ringing in my ears
quieted down, and little black specks floated in my vision.