Unbind My Heart (13 page)

“I’m happy to help with that for free enchiladas and spectacular sunsets.”

“How about great company?”

“That’s a given.”

“That’s good to know.  I’m enjoying spending time with you, too.”  He wound his hand in her hair and with gentle pressure pulled her head back until he could take her mouth.  After taking thorough possession, he lifted his head to whisper against her wet, parted lips.  “I want you, Lexie, not only in my bed, but in my life.  I feel a spark, like nothing before.  Do you feel it?”

“Yes, Jonas,” she whispered back, breathing into him.  “I feel it, too.  All I can think about is being with you.”

“I’m taking you to bed, Sunshine.  I’ve got to have you—now.”

Setting his beer aside, he pulled her to her feet and lifted her into his arms.

“Jonas!  Stop!  You’ll tear your stitches.  I can walk.”

“My call, baby.  When you think of our first time together, I want you to remember how I swept you off your feet.”

Setting her down beside his king-size bed, he kissed her with all the heated passion that had been building between them since the night they first met. Pressing his hips to hers, his hands swept down her back and claimed her bottom, pulling her in tight. 

“Feel how much I need you¸ Lexie,” he groaned huskily.  “I want you naked.”

His hands went to the waistband of her silky tank and whisked it over her head, revealing her next-to-nothing black lace bra.  Her nipples peaked to aching hardness as his fingers traced the lace-edged demi-cups.  “This is sexy as hell, but I need bare skin.”  The backs of his fingers rubbed against her flesh as he released the front hook and pulled back the material to bare her to his avid gaze.   

The straps were pushed from her shoulders next as the bra slipped down her arms onto the floor.  She quivered before him.  Jonas’ insistent hands glided up her back and pulled her in close.  Her head fell back as her body bowed, pulled inexorably toward his eager mouth as if on a taut string.  His searing hot tongue grazed over her trembling flesh, leaving a trail of moisture across her chest. 

Lexie whimpered, arching further, offering all of herself.  “Jonas, please,” she moaned impatiently.  She wanted his hungry mouth on her skin, not the taunting soft touches he teased her with now.  Impatiently, she grabbed his head as his lips hovered over her nipple, pulling his mouth to her aching tip.  Still, he teased, giving her only a slow lick.  Helplessly, she writhed against him begging, “Please.”

His hand slipped beneath the hem of her skirt a second before his splayed fingers caught her bottom, pulling her against his hardness.  Again, she was lifted and he laid her onto the bed.  Every square inch of her felt electrified.  She couldn’t control her body, twisting and squirming, while rubbing her hands over her own hyper-sensitized skin.  Through languorous eyes, she watched him pull off his clothes. 

Pressing his knee into the mattress, Jonas slid his hands up her thighs, pushing her skirt up over her miniscule pair of black lace panties.  Sexy as they were, Lexie knew they’d soon be history.

On cue, Jonas growled, “These have to go,” as he hooked his fingers in the thin material and pulled them off her.  His eyes consumed her from head to toe as he whispered, “Fucking gorgeous.”  Although it was no real obstacle to his goal, the wad of denim material still twisted around her waist seemed to bother him. 

“This is marring a work of art, like a mustache on the Mona Lisa, it has to go too.  Raise your hips.”  His fingers anxiously sought the zipper of her skirt, undid it and pulled it off.  “There we go, baby—no barriers—nothing between us.”  

Her body was on fire for him.  His words alone, filled with passion and need, were going to make her come. 

Easing between her thighs, he settled full length on top of her as his lips found her once again.  “You are gorgeous, Lexie.  I want to bury myself deep inside, but first I need a taste.”

He kissed his way down her body until he settled between her thighs.  Long fingers stroked her before spreading her pussy lips.  She heard a whispered “beautiful” a millisecond before his mouth latched on to her. 

Although it seemed like a lifetime since a man had touched her intimately, she knew it had never felt like this.  Spreading her legs wider, she tilted her hips, silently begging for more.  His talented mouth did not disappoint as his tongue first swirled around her clit before capturing the firm bundle of nerves firmly between his teeth.  Seeking more, she strained against him.

“Merciful heavens—” Her words halted on a gasp.  A low keening was all that she managed as he slipped a long finger inside her, his intimate touch rocketing her skyward.

“Your honey is so sweet, Lex.  I could eat this gorgeous pussy for hours.  But right now, I have to be inside you.”

Kneeling between her thighs, he reached into his nightstand for protection. 

Lexie squeaked in protest.  She wanted him without barriers, too, to feel his skin against her, deep inside her, rubbing and stroking where she had been neglected for so very long. 

“Jonas, I’m safe.  We don’t need those, unless...”   

“Thank God!  I am too.  Tested last month and I never go unprotected.”  His voice was rough, revealing his building passion. “Until now.”  

The head of his cock grazed her sensitive skin.  She moved against him, as he glided through her weeping slit, collecting her juices and preparing for entry.  Unable to control her response, she bucked against him, seeking his hardness.

“Hang on, baby.  Wait until I’m inside you.  I want to feel your pussy grip me when you come.”

“Hurry, Jonas.  I need you.” 

Their groans filled the air as he entered her, his hard length stretching her tight channel.  It had been so long, as if it was her first time again.

“Damn, you’re tight.  Wrap your legs around me.  Let me in.”

Whimpering with need, she did as he commanded.  He sank deeper.  She couldn’t be still and began grinding her aching clit against him, seeking much-needed relief.

“Slow down, Lex, I’m not in yet.” 

Frantically, her hands wrapped around his waist and gripped his ass, pulling against him, trying to get him to move.

“Lexie!  Easy, baby.” 

He pulled her hands away and she groaned in frustration.  Pushing them above her head, he pinned them against the mattress with his own.  The restraining hands revved her up even more and she bucked against him. 

“You’re driving me crazy.  Please move.”

He spread his knees, widening her thighs and anchoring her with his body, effectively curtailing her movements as if he’d applied four-point restraints.  “Lexie, you’ve gotta slow down. I don’t want to hurt you.  I’m only halfway in.”

Her eyes flew open and she froze, feeling a momentary panic.  “Halfway?  But Jonas, I’m full now.  You’re not gonna fit.” 

They looked into each other’s eyes, Lexie still helplessly writhing against him trying to get relief.

“I’ll fit, baby.  We just have to take it slow and easy, okay?”   

Taking a shuddering breath, she complied.

“That’s it, breathe deeply and relax.  I’m not going to leave you wanting, I promise.”

She did as he asked, using the relaxation techniques she employed when dealing with a panicky patient.  Amazingly, it began to work, and he sank in deeper, stretching and filling and creating a sensation unlike any she had felt before.

“That’s my girl.  I’m almost in.  Focus on your breathing, and when you relax, I’ll slide right in.”

After two more deep breaths, he was pressed fully against her.  Looking up at him, she was calm but still felt on edge.  She knew she was on the precipice of something stunning and new.  Still deep breathing, she was struggling to control the need to begin pushing her hips up against him.

Staring down at her, he held her gaze steadily.  “It’s a snug fit, Sunshine.  Are you okay?”

Nodding, she moved her hands, wanting to touch him, surprised to find that she could.  When had he released her?  She splayed her hands across his hard belly and began dragging them upward, scratching his skin lightly with her nails until she reached his shoulders and held on tight.  “Please, Jonas, I need you to move so badly.”

“Okay, but we’re starting out slow.”  He pulled out bit-by-bit, easing back halfway, before sliding deep inside again.  He kept to a sedate pace for a few minutes.  While slow felt good, Lexie needed more.  Her fingers curled into him, barely holding on to her control.

“You’re unbelievably slick and are gripping me so tight, baby,” he growled. “It’s fuckin’ amazing.”

She could only utter a broken “Yes,” as he began pumping into her harder, each stroke picking up the pace until they moved fast and fluidly together.  Lexie responded by meeting each powerful plunge with an upward thrust of her hips.  He stretched her, filling her more than she’d ever believed possible.  

The pressure building within her was almost unbearable, as her legs quivered from the strain.  Her fingers gripped his shoulders, hanging on.  “Jonas, I can’t stand it.  It’s too much, I’m gonna come.”

“Do it, Lexie.  Come for me.  I want to watch you shatter.” 

With those words, she flew apart.  Her moan surrounded them as she arched against him, internal muscles clamping around him in a stunning release.  Through half-opened lids, she floated, watching as he continued to move over her—so beautiful. As he drove toward completion, the powerful muscles in his chest and arms strained, his smooth skin damp from exertion.  Lexie opened to him, her legs hitching higher around his waist.  She gave of herself and let him carry her with him.  Her hands stroked down his neck and chest, across his small, taut nipples, and then wrapped around to clasp behind his back as she fully enfolded him. 

Jonas shifted then, sliding his big hands beneath her.  Palming her full cheeks, he pulled her closer.  Hard and fast, he was relentless in his pursuit of an equally stunning climax.  Tension began to build within her again, his rocking into her deep and strong, increasing her need. 

Lexie’s hands rose and hooked around his shoulders, just as Jonas’ tongue thrust inside taking full possession.  He owned her completely at that moment—she knew that—as she once again spasmed around him, her tight channel convulsing uncontrollably, and she soared upward into a second mind-shattering orgasm.  He seemed to be waiting for her because as soon as she tightened, he allowed his own orgasm to spiral, to surface, and then to soar.  With a guttural groan, he tensed, his hardness swelling larger as he came forcefully, deep within her. 

His thrusts slowed, pumping and pressing firmly against her at lengthening intervals as he worked beyond his powerful release.  When he stilled above her, he opened his eyes.  Smiling down at her, he murmured, “As I predicted, that was fucking perfect.”  With a joy-filled chuckle, Jonas ducked his head and pressed a final hard kiss against her lips.  Dropping onto his forearms with his chest lightly resting against hers, he protected her from his weight as he buried his face into the tangle of hair at her neck and sighed.  

Lexie stroked her fingers over his short damp hair, listening to his heavy breathing, feeling the steady thud of his slowing heart rate.  She closed her eyes, her internal angel and devil blissfully quiet as her mind echoed his words—fucking perfect.

Warm lips trailing kisses along her shoulder woke her from a sound sleep.  She leaned into the wall of heat behind her and stretched, purring like a cat.  She felt wonderfully relaxed and rested.

“Morning, Sunshine.”

Wiggling in his arms, she turned toward him, a shy smile on her face.  “Morning, dulcedo.”

“Mm, I like that more each time I hear it.”  His good morning kiss was full of sensual promise.  “You have a choice of eggs, pancakes—not my specialty, but they're edible—or we can skip it, fool around again and have brunch in town after.”

“Hmm . . . Let me see . . . Pancakes sound awfully tempting.”  The thumb stroking her nipple was doubly so.  When he tweaked it, rolling the peak between his thumb and forefinger, she caved.  “Sex now, brunch later, please.”

“I like your style, baby.”

“I’ve got to go to the bathroom first.” 

“Okay.  I’ll come with you and we can play in the shower.”

“You can’t be there when I pee, Jonas.”

“Why not? We did more intimate things last night.”

“It’s private.”

He chuckled. “Lex, for a nurse, you sure are shy about bodily functions.”

“Just mine. Other people’s, I have no problem with.”

Laughing, he rolled from the bed, pulling her after him.  “Remember, the toilet is separate from the shower room.  You pee and meet me in the shower after.”

He was naked and slick with soap when she joined him, having snuck in a quick brush of her teeth first.  She stepped in behind him and leaned against his broad back.  As lean and muscled in back, as he was all over, she rubbed against his fantastic body and beautifully formed ass.  He was so gorgeous, she felt rather intimidated.  Turning in her arms, he leaned back to rinse the shampoo from his hair, presenting her with unfettered access to his chest, abs and all parts beyond.  Where did she begin?

Lexie started by raking her nails lightly down his chest and then gliding her fingers over his rippled abdomen.  His impressive cock made its presence known, and she couldn’t resist the temptation to play.  He had tasted her; now it was her turn.  Dropping to her knees, she fisted his length in her hand and lapped at the silky smooth end.  She groaned, pleased with his clean, fresh scent and slightly salty taste.  She’d done this before, not often, never really wanting to, but this was Jonas and she wanted to explore every part of him. 

After a lick and a swirl around the tip, she couldn’t wait and took him deep into her mouth.  The strangled groan and hands gripping her head told her he liked what she was doing.  Encouraged, she began gliding up and down, taking as much as she could.  Unfortunately, that was barely half so she wrapped her hand around the base, stroking and squeezing as she worked him.

“Mercy, Sunshine!” was his raspy cry as he pulled her head back. 

She looked up at him in confusion.  “Didn’t you like it?”

He laughed, pulling her up to him.  “Oh baby, I liked it entirely too much.  Another second and I’d have come in your sexy mouth.”

“I wanted to make you come.”

“I’m glad, but what’s the hurry?  Sex should be a marathon, not a sprint.  Let’s savor each other, take our time, and it will be so much better in the end.”

“I don’t see how.” 

His wolfish grin made her aware of what she’d said.  Heat ignited her face and extended down to the tops of her breasts.  Maybe he’d think it was the heat of the shower.

“Baby, don’t be embarrassed.”

No such luck… darn observant Dom.

“I’m glad it feels good to you.  I just want to make it even better.”  Pouring body wash over his shower scrubby, he began to wash her, paying extra soapy attention to her breasts, bottom and the wet, heated flesh between her thighs.  He teased her by saying he wanted to make sure her best parts were extra clean before he dirtied them up again. 

He finished by washing her hair.  This he seemed to enjoy tremendously, spending an excessive amount of time rubbing her scalp and running the silky strands through his sudsy fingers.  He even conditioned.  After rinsing thoroughly, he helped her out of the shower and wrapped her in a thick bath sheet. 

While drying her body, he paid extra attention to her hair.  “I love your long hair.”  Lifting her onto the counter, he shuffled through the drawer until he found a wide-toothed comb.  Angling her to the side, he began to pull it through the strands that hung halfway down her back.

“That feels so good.”

“This is one of the perks of being a Dom, pampering your submissive.”

“Is that where we are?  Aren’t there contracts and rules to go over first?  The girls said something about a limit list.”

“That’s club speak.  We’ll get to all that.  Right now, we’re getting to know each other.  I’ve learned more about you in the last twelve hours than I have in the past month.”

“Like what?”

“You like nature and wildlife.  I thought you were going to leap over the rail and go hiking in the woods last night.  You like sunsets and margaritas, spicy food and authentic New York cheesecake.  You don’t particularly care for it when I put you where I want you, but a hug and a cuddle get you over it real quick.  And you’re a girly-girl.”

“What does that mean?”

“Sunshine, you brought three changes of clothes and a truckload of make-up and jewelry for an overnight invitation.  Plus, three pairs of shoes.”

“You’ve got me pegged, huh?”

“Yes, I’m very perceptive.”  He finished with her hair, leaning in to inhale her delicious scent.  Pulling her legs around, he stepped between them and slid her butt to the edge of the counter.  He began placing kisses along her neck and bare shoulder.  “I also noticed that your pussy gushed when I pinned you to my bed.”

Silence greeted that observation.  What could she say?  He had her figured exactly right.  He didn’t gloat, however, as his hands and lips became more aggressive.  Loosening the towel, he pulled it from where she had it gathered between her breasts.  His hands returned to cup their fullness, sweeping his thumbs over her already tight nipples.  As he played, he leaned in and sipped her earlobe into his mouth, nipping it gently with his teeth.

Lexie arched and let her head fall back, giving herself up to his exploration.  Unwrapping her completely, he pulled her to stand.  With his powerful hands, he turned and bent her over the counter as he spread kisses down her spine.  Crouched behind her, he licked and nibbled her round bottom, taking a full cheek in each hand and squeezing gently. 

“Spread your legs for me.” 

She complied instantly and he dove into her cleft, licking her warm, wet flesh. 

“You taste so good, baby—pure ambrosia—and your scent…”  Pausing, he inhaled deeply, and groaned against her sensitive skin.  “You smell like your cocoa butter and vanilla body wash, but underneath is sweet spicy woman.” 

His tongue dipped inside her wet channel as he lapped up her cream.  Unable to hold off against his attentions, she convulsed around his tongue, throwing her head back in a near-frenzy of sensation.  Her legs trembled in the aftermath, and she felt Jonas’ smile against her.  Nibbling on her clit for another moment, he sucked it one last time before standing, gliding up her back until he was leaning over her.

“Naughty girl,” he rumbled softly in her ear.  “You came without me.”

“I’m sorry, dulcedo, I couldn’t help it.”  Her shuddering breath made her voice quiver, her equilibrium still off kilter.  “You do that so well.  I didn’t know it wasn’t allowed.”  

“True enough.  You did ask for rules, so there’s number one: no coming without my say-so.”

“Um, okay … but what if I do?  I don’t think I can have your mouth on me without coming.”

“With practice you will learn, and as I’ve said, delaying gratification can improve the experience.  And Lex, be prepared to get lots of practice. Your pussy is so sweet, I’ll have to get a fix at least twice a day.”  He nipped her ear again before standing beside her.  A resounding smack echoed in the bathroom.

Lexie yelped in surprise and tried to stand.

“Ah-ah, stay in position for your spanking.”

“What did I do?  I didn’t know about the rule.”

“That’s true.  This isn’t a punishment for coming.”  His hand landed again, paused to rub and squeeze her skin, and then spanked her once more.  “This is for pleasure, yours, and especially mine.” 

Two more slaps and he crouched behind her again.  He ran his fingers up her damp inner thighs and along her slick lips, dipping inside with two fingers.

“Your juices are flowing, baby.  My sweet sunshine likes a spanking.  Damn, that’s hot.”  Standing behind her, he rubbed his cock along her seam, wetting it thoroughly.  “Are you ready for what comes next?”

“Yes.  Hurry, Jonas, please.  I can’t stand much more.” 

“What do you want, Lexie?  Ask for it.”

“I want you deep inside me before I go insane.”

In one long stroke, he plunged inside and groaned.  “We can’t have that now, can we?”

Lexie’s abundant juices eased his way as he slid in deep.  So wet, she could hear it as he drove into her.  His arms snaked around her waist, and he pulled her up against his chest.  

“Open your eyes and look at us.  Look how beautiful you are.”

Lexie cracked her eyelids and inhaled sharply when she saw them, the erotic embrace reflected perfectly in the vanity mirror.  Jonas’ bigger, muscular frame was supporting her.  His dark blonde head was bent and resting against her golden brown one.  Tanned, powerful arms were wrapped around her, one big hand cupping a breast, the other playing between her thighs. 

“Raise your arms, clasp your hands behind my neck and keep them there.” 

She watched the obedient woman in the mirror coil her arms around her lover’s neck.  Her breasts lifted, the distended nipples seeming to tempt him.

“I want your eyes open and watching as I bring you off again.”

“Please . . .” 

“Hold on.  Wait for permission to come.  Savor the buildup, Lex.”

He began to pump into her slowly with deep penetrating strokes. She was torn between watching the fingers of one hand rolling her nipples and the other strumming her clit.  Groaning, she met his steel blue gaze, instead. He was watching her as his lips grazed along her neck and opened, sucking the tender skin of her throat. 

Lexie’s fingers slid over his short hair, but it wasn’t long enough to grip. Lowering her hands, she sought a more comfortable position where she could hold onto him without barring his access.  Deciding to be bold and a bit different, she reached behind him until her hands found his rock-hard ass.  She could feel the clench of his muscles as he stroked into her.  He moved faster, and she watched his reaction as she squeezed his tight cheeks, smiling as he groaned and thrust harder.

“That’s naughty, baby.”

“Yes, Sir.” 

Her smile was wicked and she made it sexy as hell knowing she was pushing Jonas to his limit.  He pulled her hands from his ass and bent her back over the vanity.  Pressing her hands flat against the granite surface, he linked their fingers and nudged her legs farther apart.  She held on as he slammed into her, the position allowing him to sink incredibly deep.  Pistoning hard, he pumped fast in and out, as he spurred her toward another exquisite pinnacle. 

“So much for slow and controlled,” he growled in her ear.  “The hell with it, we’ll do that next time.  Come with me, baby.”  In less than a minute, they both did, coming together as their moans of release echoed off the hard bathroom tiles.

***

A long while later, they lay replete in each other’s arms, Lexie’s head resting on Jonas’ uninjured shoulder, his long fingers playing with the golden brown silken strands.  She’d been so limp in her post-orgasmic aura that she’d slipped to the heated tile floor, curled up on the thick bath mat and dozed, already half asleep.  Jonas had carried her to his bed rather than let her sleep on the hard bathroom floor as she’d suggested.  Now, following a brief nap in his big, comfortable bed, Lexie snuggled even closer against him. 

“You are very enthusiastic in your passion, Sunshine.”

She stiffened, not liking how that sounded.  Lord, what he must think.  It’s just that it had been so long, and he was so sexy, plus the alcohol last night.  She’d acted like a bitch in heat, both times.  And when he spanked her, well, she’d practically exploded after only a few well-placed swats.  Her face heated with embarrassment as she wondered what to do next.

“Whatever is running through that beautiful mind is way off base, I’m sure.  Lexie, I wasn’t complaining.”  He put a hand beneath her chin, but she pulled away.  “Hey!  Come up here and talk to me.” 

She shook her head.  Would she ever be able to face him again?  Maybe she should go.

Suddenly, his big hands slipped under her armpits and she was hauled up his body until she lay on top of him, nose-to-nose and eye-to-eye.

His usually relaxed face was serious.  “That wasn’t an insult, Lex.  I like your passion.  What is this all about?”

“I don’t . . .  That is, it’s been a while since—” She stammered and hawed, sounding like a complete ass.  Dammit Lexie, snap out of it!