Winter In August (15 page)

Breathing was becoming difficult, and I had
never been so turned on before. Colt scooped me up in his arms and carried me to his bedroom. The room was exquisite like the rest of the house. The floors, black hardwood, a waterfall on the wall, neutral colors, and very masculine furniture. The wall behind his bed was an entire old map of the world and his bed was huge. A breeze and thunderstorm were blowing around outside and the cool air came through his french doors that opened up to a balcony.

Colt placed me gently on his bed as he studied me. I wondered what he would do with me, where he would touch me next. So far I was intrigued by this exquisite torture and my body begged for him. He unbuttoned his shirt, took it off, and shed the rest of his clothes as I watched hungrily. My mouth watered as I stared at his wonderful body and gyrated my hips knowing he was going to fill me with his perfect hard cock. His chiseled chest was covered in a spattering of light colored hair, his stomach flat with the hint of a six pack. His legs were long, muscular, and covered in soft blonde feathery wisps of hair. I could imagine running my tongue up and down them. He had his boxer shorts on and I so desperately wanted to take them off. His erection peeked through the top.

“Don’t be nervous or scared. You’re safe with me. I promise. I'm not going to hurt you. Not in a bad way. You will experience a hurt and sexual ache so good, you won’t want me to stop. I know you aren’t used to a man being in charge, but this man is. I’ll tell you what you’ll do and when you can come. If you don’t like something I do to you, we’ll stop. Do you understand?” His silk tie went around my eyes and there was instant darkness.

I nodded my head, unable to speak. He rose off the bed and I lie there helpless to him. The breeze from the opened window blew on my sweat covered body, causing me to shiver. I could hear him walking back over to the bed.

“Gabby spread your legs for me. I want you open and wide so I can see all of you. Something tells me you’re going to enjoy this.”

I spread my legs, and let this sexy man have access to every part of me.

I lay there writhing around waiting for what he was going to give me.

“Jesus, you’re wet. You would come in a second if I touched you. Do you want to come Gabby?” His voice was muffled between my legs.

“Yes,”

“How bad do you want to come? Are you going to beg me?”

I could feel his hot breath between my legs. The scruff on his face rubbed inside of my thighs.

“Please, Colt.”

“God, I love how you say my name.” He started to lick along the inside of my thighs leaving a wet trail to where my legs met my sex. He stopped, as I moaned in desperation. He kissed me down the inside of my thighs.

“You have the most beautiful legs, Gabby. So tanned and toned and perfect like the rest of you.” Colt didn’t stop at my thighs. He made his way down my entire leg. His tongue ran the back of my calf and to my ankle which he bit playfully. I couldn’t take the suspense. He knew where to touch and kiss me.

“Colt Please. You’re being mean.” I whispered as I tried to not move around so much.

The heaviness of his body on the bed shifted.

I could hear him laugh as he ran his tongue back up my legs and across my clit. I gasped. He let the tip of his tongue circle my clit ever so lightly. He used his thumbs to pull me farther apart. He swiped his tongue again across me. I moaned wildly for more.

“Fuck, you taste so good. So sweet like candy, Gabby.” I tried to push my hips into him more to grind into his face.

“Not yet.”

He placed his fingers on my clit, pulsating against him. As he did that, Colt put his tongue inside me, and tongue fucked me mercilessly.

Unable to catch my breath, he stopped and then slipped two fingers inside me. The forcefulness of a building orgasm was more intense. Not being able to see, added to the mystery. He pulled his fingers out tortuously slow. My head was in a daze.

Colts body shifted and his weight left the bed. My hands clawed at the sheets in anticipation of what he was going to do to me next.

Then his breath was on my face and he whispered. “I want you to stand for me.”

I sat up, and Colt pulled me off the bed. I couldn’t see. I hoped this wasn’t going to go weird. Should I say the safe word?

“Colt, why do you want me to stand?" He didn’t answer but guided me a few steps. He moved in front of me and grabbed my wrists. The heavy clink of the metal and chains echoed in the quiet room. Colt lifted my arms over my head against something. The cold metal was around my wrists. I felt them lock and realized I was handcuffed to something and my heart raced. I was a little more scared and maybe more turned on by the fact something sexual was about to happen. I felt the heat from his body, but he didn’t touch me.

His mouth was on my ear as he spoke. “You’re at my mercy now. What I say goes. I don’t stop unless you say so.”

I didn’t answer.

His mouth devoured mine. He kissed me roughly showing me his dominance by biting my lip. The desire for him plowed through me. I pulled against the restraints. I needed to see him and touch him.

“More,” I moaned. I wanted more of him. I needed more of him.

“Already not listening.” His husky, masculine voice went right to my sex. My knees almost buckled when he grabbed my leg and wrapped it around his waist. His skin was so soft and smooth. His cock brushed against my pussy and I wanted to grind against its hardness. He pulled my hair roughly, pushing my neck back as he kissed my throat. Not kissed, he sucked on my skin. Oh God. The pain of biting and sucking was amazing. I whimpered and went limp against him.

“I can feel your skin quiver under my hands and mouth. I wonder if your pussy is trembling?” Oh, fuck. I willed him to find out. Please. His fingers stroked inside my thighs far enough and then he would stop. I swallowed so I wouldn’t whimper.

“You’re so beautiful. You have such perfect rosy nipples. I wish you could see what I see. You have to know how gorgeous you are.” I smiled inside knowing my lip stain peaked his attention. I couldn’t help but pull on the restraints again. I was so exposed, so in need to be touched by him. I arched my back trying to push against him. He moved away. Every muscle in my body was tight and burning. I didn’t think I would be able to stand much longer.

“I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.” Where the hell was he going? The fear rose inside me. Seconds later, the sound of ice clinking against a glass reached my ears. I smelled whiskey. His lips were so close to me. He brushed the ice across my lips. I licked them and tasted the rich, austere flavor of whiskey. I wanted more. Then the burning wet feeling of ice was on my nipples. My pulse raced, and I whimpered. His mouth covered one of my nipples, and his tongue so big and soft, circled the hardened peak. His cock was pressed against the lips of my drenched pussy. His breath burned my skin. More ice, this time trailing down my stomach and getting closer to my sex. He stopped again. His hands cupped my pussy and I thought I may pass out. His thumb brushed my clit and his fingers were icy cold. Please don’t stop, I begged silently. I gasped, trying to catch my breath. He teased me relentlessly, brushing the lips of my pussy and stopping. I was so close. One brush of his finger and I would be done. His thumb hovered over my clit, teasing me. Oh please let me come, I begged silently in my head.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”

I did as he requested. Warm sweet honey was dripped in my mouth. I let the sweet, gooey nectar drizzled down my lips, chin, and neck. Colt slid his lips across mine as he continued to tease me with his fingers, not yet putting them inside me but letting me know they were so close. Holy fuck, I thought I was having an out of body experience. My breathing had reached the point of panting. I wanted to cry out in desperation, his touch felt so good. His fingertip rubbed my nipples with the honey. Then he was sucking them, so hungrily. The suction was incredible as he pulled and tugged with his mouth. Something about his scent, mixed with the aroma of honey, and sex in the air, sent my senses reeling out of control. Finally, his honey covered fingers went inside me.

“I could do this for hours, but I want you to come now Gabby. Come for me, baby.” I wanted to reach out and grab onto him as the orgasm took over my body. With my wrists handcuffed, the feeling was powerful and so intense. I wanted to touch him and yet I didn’t. In this position he put me in, I was open and at his mercy. I was another girl at that moment, giving in to his dominance and loving it. I tried to push away the voice in my head to stop this. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to feel and I wanted this amazing man to want me.

I bucked my hips as the waves of desire took over my body. I came like I never had before. Over and over I called out his name as he kept his fingers inside, searching and exploring, while his tongue licked honey off me. I wanted to touch myself to stop the ache in my breasts. I pulled on the restraints as I continued to ride the wave of complete abandon. My legs gave out, and he caught me in his arms. I pressed my face into the nape of his neck. He held me close to him caressing my back.

“Did that feel good?” He whispered. I couldn’t even answer as the moans were still coming. I shook my head yes.

He held me close to his warm body.

I clung to him as he unlocked the handcuffs and took off his tie. My eyes tried to take in what was happening. Colt stood in front of me with his engorged cock sticking out. His lips shiny from the honey. I touched my breasts and Colt reminded me that wasn’t okay. His hands reached up to stop me.

“No, lie on the bed.” I was sticky and in need of another orgasm as I eased myself on his bed. Colt climbed on top of me, kissed my lips, and ran his tongue along my throat and neck licking the rest of the honey. He trailed his tongue down my nipples and licked each one. I arched my back to him and let him play with my body as I writhed around his bed. I surprised myself at enjoying this continuous dominance over me. I was usually the one that took control and having Colt take over now, was more empowering. He somehow managed to drizzle more honey down my stomach and onto my thighs. His tongue followed in long luscious licks causing me to moan in complete abandon.

“Please, Colt.”

“Please what, Gabriella?” His cock lay on my sex as it teased me. I pushed my hips to him. His mouth took mine as he thrust his cock inside me with one quick move. My sex clenched around him holding him tighter and pulling him in deeper. I noticed the tension in his muscles as I held onto his arms. I looked up at him and his eyes were open staring at me. I was out of my mind with pleasure. His cock was big and thick as he slipped into me with no effort. I was drenched and the sound of my wet pussy and the pushing of his cock echoed in his room. It didn’t take long before we both came violently. Colt grabbed my waist as he arched into me, pushing harder. I had every inch of his magnificent cock inside of me. I moaned his name over and over, not wanting him to stop. He collapsed on top of me and any other time I would’ve pushed him off and left. This time, I enjoyed having his body on me.

We couldn’t get enough of each other. I had him two more times. Once more tied and on my stomach and the last time, I was in charge and rode his perfect cock as I shackled his hands to the bed. I was very happy and relaxed when his breathing slowed, and he started to snore.

I promised myself I wasn’t going to sleep over. I wanted to go home and shower off the sticky mess on my skin no matter how late it was. Colt was going to drive me, but I didn’t want to wake him, so I snuck out and called a cab. When the cab dropped me off in front of my house around midnight, there was an unfamiliar car parked on the street I hadn’t noticed before. A blacked out 700 series BMW was pulled to the curb. Out stepped the woman I encountered at the art show. This was precisely what I wanted to avoid. A crazy jealous bitch following me was not what I needed. Rain poured down the black sky and all I wanted to do was run to the house. I had to be up early the next day and was in no mood to have to fight someone. I ignored her as if I didn’t see this crazy drenched woman as I ran to my door. It didn’t work out as I planned.

She walked up to me inches from my face. She looked upset and unstable. With the rain pelting both of us, Marlene yelled.

“Where the hell were you?” she screamed at me.

“Excuse me? Did you need help with your hair? Now’s not the time. I’m tired.”

She looked at me wild eyed. Her hair plastered to her head and dripping from the rain. “Shut up. I watched you go into his apartment with him. You went to his house and fucked him, didn’t you?” she snarled.

“It’s none of your business what I do, or who I go to bed with. How the hell do you know where I live?” I wanted to go inside.

“You fucked him.” She ignored my question, and I was suddenly worried how she could find my home and stalk me.

“So have you. If you would have fucked him right, he wouldn’t need to be with anyone else.”

“That’s right I did, and he is mine so stay the hell away from him.” The rain came down heavy and Marlene looked like a drenched rat. Her mascara dripped down her face. The thunder rumbled overhead and lightening flashed in the sky. Marlene didn’t seem fazed by the weather, or anything else for that matter. She walked closer to me. This chick was a real nut.

“He doesn’t want you. He used you. He loves me.”

She was a bit scary and totally unhinged. I stepped back away from her.