Winter In August (21 page)

“Hi,” I whispered.

“Gabby, my princess. I hated being away from you.” He was hard as steel, his body tight, his muscles flexed. His cock slid in me brushing across my velvet walls. He sunk into me all the way, letting his balls touch the outside of my pussy. I clenched around him as he dove into me. I’d never had such a connection with another man before. Nothing like this has taken over me. In a matter of seconds, he was spurting inside me as he continued to stare into my eyes and my soul. I was taken and I liked him, a lot.

We dozed off to sleep for a couple of hours. I woke up and was thirsty. I was snuggled close to him and was listening to his heart beat next to me. I didn’t want to wake him, so I quietly slid out of the bed and tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen. Ice cold water was what I needed. I grabbed two bottles and slipped back upstairs to find him awake. He smiled at me with sleepy eyes.

“Thirsty?” he asked as he reached for me.

“I am. Want this other bottle?” He nodded and drank the entire bottle in one long sip.

He stood and walked over to my dresser. He rummaged through my things and looked in my jewelry box. I didn’t understand what he was looking for, but his back to me gave me a chance to admire his beautiful ass. He looked back at me and smiled once he found what he wanted.

“Where have these been?” he asked holding a strand of pearls I’d never wore and smiled at me.

“What do you mean?” I asked playfully. He walked back over to me and I grabbed the pearls out of his hand.

“I think we can play with these. Have you ever used pearls during sex, Gabby?

I shook my head no. I wasn’t into props most of the time. “Have you?” I figured he had if he was using handcuffs.

“Once” Christ, I didn’t want to know if the once was Marlene.

“Sit back, Mr. Andrews and let me play now.” He was more than eager to let me. His cock was hard again and seeing the pearls had given me an idea.

Straddling his legs, I laced the pearls around his cock loosely about three times. With them wrapped around him, I took the ends and gently pulled them back and forth creating a heightened rhythm against his engorged cock. I proceeded to suck on the tip as I continued to rub the pearls across his shaft.

“Gabby.”

“You like that?” I asked, watching him close his eyes and moan. I loved having this power over him. I continued to suck the tip of his cock as the pearls massaged the length. I felt the throb between my legs, and as I stroked him, my other hand went to my pussy as I fingered myself. I was slick with want and so close to an orgasm. I continued to massage his cock with the strand of pearls. My hand rolled them up and down as I watched his expressions. The look on his face told me he was enjoying what I was doing to him.

Colt was watching me fingering myself. His lips looked swollen and his eyes filled with lust.

“Let me taste you,” he whispered. I took my finger out and put it in his mouth. I straddled his thigh so my clit was rubbing against something. As he sucked, he bucked his hips while I continued to stroke him with the pearls. He growled and within seconds, he came all over my hand. I came with him, rubbing my clit against his leg and watching him orgams. Finally, exhausted we both fell asleep wrapped in each other’s embrace. We had a night I wouldn’t forget for a long time.

The next morning, we made coffee together in the kitchen and I fed him my famous fried egg in Italian bread with peppers. He ate three and could have eaten more.

When Colt dressed and went to the office, I let his driver take me to the salon. I kissed him goodbye, knowing he was going to be gone for the night on business. I was tired of my favorite people leaving me all the time.

“Be good.” He laughed as the car stopped in front of Gino’s.

“I’m too exhausted to be anything but good, Colt. You wore me out last night. I’m sore everywhere.”

“Good. I want to keep you that way. I’m having a difficult time walking as well. The pearl trick you did to me, where the hell did you learn something like that? Here I was going to use them on you.”

“I can’t reveal my sources,” I smiled at him and remembered I had read how to do that in one of those romance novels.

“I’m going to miss you.” I continued.

“Wow, you actually said that. I’m surprised. My skills in the bed are softening your staunch hatred toward mushy stuff I see.” He kissed me softly.

“It may be more, Colt Andrews.”

“I like the sounds of that. I will see you in a few.”

I kissed him and headed into the salon. I walked into Tab smiling at me and the front of the salon in the waiting area full of customers.

“Girl, what took you so long getting out of the car? How come you didn’t take the subway this morning?” Tab winked at me as he handed me a coffee.

I simply waved my hand in the air and walked back to my station. I had no words for what happened and basically was too tired to respond.

When I arrived home later, there was a beautiful black box sitting outside my door. I knew who the gift was from. No one bought me gifts until I met Colt. The box said Bracli Boutique. I opened it up and to my surprise, there was a pearl thong inside. I held up the uncomfortable looking thong and studied it closely. The pearls went from front to back and were held in place by a delicate lace band. I’d read about this, but never wore one. The overly priced undergarment was almost too beautiful to wear. There was a card inside. “Wear these and think of me.” I picked up my cell and called him.

“You like your gift I presume.”

“I don’t know what to say.”

“I’ll be home tomorrow. I want you to wear the pearls all day till you see me.”

I hesitated. This could not be too comfortable to wear all day. I agreed I would try, and if I didn’t like how the pearls felt, the thong was coming off.

“Are these supposed to get me all hot and bothered for you, Mr. Andrews.” I laughed into the phone, studying the gift more closely.

“That’s the whole point. I don’t want you getting yourself off until I’m home. I want you so hot by the end of the day, you can’t wait to ravage me. Do you understand?”

“Sure, this can’t be comfortable.”

He laughed on the phone. “I guarantee you’ll like what these pearls do to you.”

“Are you wearing one?” I laughed.

“Not quite. Listen, I’m headed into a meeting. Put the thong on tomorrow morning and I will see you in the evening.”

The next day I did as Colt requested and put the thong on and headed to work. I was apprehensive putting on what looked like jewelry and a sex toy in one. Not one to not experiment, I carefully and strategically put on the thong. The pearls rubbed me in all the right places as I walked around my bedroom. I checked myself out in my full-length mirror and was surprised how good the thong made my ass look. I took a picture of myself and texted Colt, hoping he would appreciate my ass. The feel of the cool string of pearls was sinfully exquisite. I finished getting dressed and tried to ignore the sensual feelings erupting as I went about my business. Acting normal became difficult. By the time I made my way to work, my blood ran hot through my body and I was wetter than hell. Sitting was very challenging. One of the pearls was placed tight on my clit and I needed extreme self-control not to lose it on the subway into work. Colt must have been reading my mind and called.

“Are you wearing my present?”

“Yes, I have to say this present is wonderful. I may not last till you get home.”

“Don’t touch yourself. Let the feelings build for me. Every” Oh God, was he kidding. I had to go all day like that and it was ten in the morning. There was no way I was going to last all day.

“Trying. I’m so wet.”

“Thanks, I have to sit through a meeting for a couple of hours thinking about your wet pussy.”

“Deal with it, Mr. Andrews. You should be in my shoes.”

“I would love to be in your pussy and will be in nine hours.”

“You’re mean.”

“See you at five.”

There were at least two times I wanted to go into the bathroom and take care of myself. The pearls were on my clit and my ass and every time I moved, so did the pearls. The only thing saving me from going out of my mind was the fact I would see Colt that evening.

Later in the afternoon, I arrived back home, so worked up, I thought I would pass out. I recognized the sound of his Porsche at precisely five. I made sure I was naked except for a strand of pearls, the pearl thong, and a pair of Louboutins when I greeted him at the door.

“Gabby, what a greeting.” He ripped off his sunglasses, grabbed me in his arms, and immediately sucked on my nipples. He tugged gently on the pearl thong. The pearls rubbed my clit and I gasped as the orgasm immediately plowed through me. Finally, I came and came hard while he held me in his arms. I wrapped my legs around him, and he carried me to my room.

He put me down and began to strip off his suit. “I like the outfit.” He looked me up and down and licked his lips hungrily. I pushed him on the bed as soon as his boxers came off. After what I went through, this was my turn. I was so fucking horny; the one orgasm was an appetizer.

I took one of my scarves I had by the bed, tied his wrist, and looped the scarf through the bed posts. I knew how to tie snug from my dad at the electrical store. Who knew those skills would pay off in this way?

I had one arm secure, and I straddled him while I tied the other arm with yet another scar. He was trying to grab my breasts in his mouth while I hovered over him.

“No, no Mr. Andrews, not yet.” I laughed, and my pulse quickened as the control became mine.

“Gabby.” I ignored him and trailed soft kisses along his arms and his chest. My mouth closed over his as he slipped in his tongue and I gently sucked. The coolness of the pearls touching my hot skin was arousing. I brushed my breasts against his chest, and my nipples hardened from his soft skin. I lifted my head and smiled at him.

“You must like this, Colt?”

Before he could answer I brushed wet soft kisses down his tight muscular body. Slowly and tortuously I moved down his body to his perfect cock.

“Gabby, suck me or put me inside you.”

“Not yet. I’m going to make you wait like I had to today. We’re going to play for a while first. Do you have a safe word?” I smiled at him.

“Do I need a safe word?”

“Damn right, you need a safe word. What’s the word going to be?”

“Pearls.”

“Perfect since that seems to be the theme for tonight.”

“We have a theme?” Colt smiled.

“You are mine all night, Colt to do whatever I want. I’m so fucking horny. You better be well rested for me.” My hand went to his cock, and I stroked him. A moan escaped his mouth.

“Fuck, I want to touch you.” He arched against the restraints and buried his head into the pillows. I kissed him back up to his lips and took another scarf and tied it over his eyes. I touched my drenched sex and rubbed my wet fingers on his lips.

“Taste this, Colt.” I purred.

“It’s you. Oh God, let me have more. Put your pussy up here on my face.”

“Not yet, baby.” I let my hair tickle his body while I worked my way to his cock again. I stroked him and sucked on his balls. The muscles in his legs tightened. The tip showed his passion and I licked pre-cum off. He moaned and arched his back. I enjoyed letting my tongue run up and down his shaft. Each time I licked him, I would suck ever so slightly. I was enjoying sucking him and watching him lift his hips with each lap of my tongue.

I let my tongue trail the inside of his thighs and down to his ankles and across the arch of his feet. I took my time and leisurely enjoyed every gorgeous inch of him. I crawled up to him and put my pussy on his face. I didn’t let it touch him, I hovered over his mouth. He was blindfolded and couldn’t see anything. I brushed my pussy lips across his mouth and Colt reached to lick me.

“Gabby, please I want you,” Colt begged, pulling his arms.

“Soon, baby. We’re still playing. I’ll decide when you can touch me. You aren’t ready yet.”

Once I made my way to his cock again with kisses, I took off the set of pearls I wore. I used my mouth to lubricate his penis. I wrapped the pearls a couple of times and grabbed him in both of my hands. I stroked his cock up and down and twisted the pearls at the same time. When he moaned, I moved my hands to the neck of his shaft and twisted my hands. I moved my pearl thong to the side, and eased myself on him, pearls and all. As I lifted up and down, the sensation was indescribable. His moans told me I was doing something he liked. Since Colt’s arms were tied to the bed I touched my breasts and tugged on my nipples as I enjoyed the feel of the beads rubbing me in all the right places. Colt arched his back to push inside of me harder. Both of us came as the pearls stroked us both in a perfect way.

“Baby, untie me. Pearls, Pearls.” After I had come down from the orgasm, I climbed off him and untied his arms. He ripped the blindfold off his eyes and grabbed me by the waist, devouring me with kisses. That night was insane as we ravaged each other till the wee hours of the morning. Pearls were my new favorite piece of jewelry.

Chapter 18

I
tried to get out of flying until the day arrived, the four of us decided to make a long weekend out of Colt’s business trip. Harper, Tieg, and I tagged along with him to Miami to enjoy the weather, and get away for a few days.