Fierce Encounters Series (Contemporary Romance) Complete Collection Page 8

  Daniel pulled Emma into a kiss. Of course, this was why she’d wanted to come down here, but she was surprised by the swiftness of the act and the intensity. Daniel had seemed rather mellow after Renee left, but now he was on edge, hungry, demanding. Emma could definitely get used to this. She gave herself to Daniel, allowing him to set the pace. He wasted no time in pushing his tongue against her lips. She parted them slightly, enough to allow him entrance. He moaned softly as he began to explore her mouth. She met his tongue with hers and they wrestled passionately for a minute or so. Emma felt the desire start to well up in her. She wanted this as much as Daniel.

  Daniel pulled her closer to him and grabbed a thigh. He pulled it up so that they had to lean against a shelf. From this angle, she could feel his erection against her own abdomen. He was hard and throbbing. She took a free hand and palmed it. She pressed hard against it, making him enjoy the pressure and the chafing of the fabric against his member.

  Emma wasn’t sure, but she had a feeling that this encounter would not be like their first. Daniel had her leg up in the air and he made no moves to request a blowjob from her. He continued to kiss her hungrily, wanting more and more. He left her mouth and began to trail his mouth along her neck and shoulder. He left little bite marks along the way. As he got to where Emma’s blouse covered her shoulders, Daniel began to unbutton the buttons to get more access. Emma moaned softly; she could give herself freely to Daniel tonight, knowing that the secrets were behind them. The ex-wife had met another man, and she wouldn’t be a problem any longer. She would be occupied elsewhere. There were no worries about parties for the near future. This was the last one for the season. Perhaps she and Daniel could plan a new schedule with fewer parties for next year.

  The thoughts of party-planning left her mind as Daniel continued his quest along her skin. He raked his teeth along her collarbone and licked his way down between her breasts. Emma felt hot and flushed now. The dankness of the pantry had been replaced with a fire that warmed her entire body. Daniel continued to work his way down. Her blouse was fully unbuttoned and open so that he could move his face wherever he wanted at this point.

  He unhooked her bra without removing his face from her cleavage. Emma was impressed. Her breasts were free now too, and Daniel took the time to caress one and then the other. His mouth quickly found her right nipple and he began to tease it with his tongue. She moaned again at the sensation. Daniel tweaked the other nipple at the same time, so that she was overwhelmed with the feeling. He finally left the right breast, leaving it wet across the hard nipple, and switched to the other breast. He continued on this breast. Emma was surprised that she wasn’t stressed about missing the party. Daniel had been good for her in that kind of way. She was able to take her mind off of the party to really enjoy herself.

  Daniel’s hands were on the move again. Now he was finding the zipper on her skirt and sliding it down, so that he could easily push it to the floor. Emma was glad that she’d worn a lacy pair of red underwear for the evening. Daniel had yet to see her other choices. Daniel’s mouth ran down past her navel, and slowly began to trace the outline of the panties. He ran it across the line of her hips, going from left to right. Emma could feel the thin coat of saliva that he left as he moved along.

  After that, he began to trace the outline of the bottom of her panties. Emma could feel the movement of his tongue as he ran across her thigh. Emma knew where the tongue would travel next. His mouth found its way further down and he licked at her inner thighs. Instinctively she parted her legs a bit more, leaving them open for Daniel’s next move.

  His tongue stopped inside her thighs. Gently, he found her lips under the panties and he licked at them through the fabric. Emma could feel her own rising excitement. From past experience, Emma knew that her lips grew thicker and more inviting the longer someone licked them. She moaned again, not wanting to say anything to break the moment. She grabbed at Daniel’s hair, pulling at it, tugging it, trying to get Daniel to do her bidding and bring her to climax. She was as hungry for it as Daniel had been earlier during their kiss.

  Daniel had found the opening and he inserted his tongue in her. He pushed in as deep as he could with his mouth until his lips pressed against hers. The feeling was incredible. He began to use his tongue like he would his erection, thrusting his tongue in and out of her in a rapid motion. It was all about Emma tonight. She knew that he wouldn’t come from this; she had all the time in the world to enjoy the sensation before she climaxed first. She let her body fall back an inch or so on the shelves so that she could just enjoy the feeling.

  Daniel continued the thrusts, pushing his tongue past her clit and allowing it to press against it every so many thrusts. He had a rhythm down that Emma could anticipate. She knew when the next thrust of his tongue would come and press against her clit. She moaned on the next lick and the one after that. Daniel was relentless.

  Finally, he pulled back for a second and began to lick around her lips. He moistened her opening with his saliva, licking from front to back and then back to front. Every so often, he would plunge deep again, allowing himself a chance to drive her crazy.

  Emma could feel her desire grow, and she knew that she could climax in a few minutes with the right manipulation. She let her own hand drop, and without speaking, slid a finger into herself as Daniel licked. He licked her fingers and then licked her again. The feeling was incredible. Outside of the role playing and the domination, neither of them had really pleasured themselves in front of the other. It was odd that she would be doing that now.

  After a minute, Daniel must have understood her rhythm as he pushed her fingers out of the way and inserted his own. Daniel’s fingers were bigger and hairy which left her full of a very different sensation than her own. He pushed a second finger up inside of her. Emma could barely stand the feeling. Between the tongue and fingers, she was getting close. They’d be rejoining the party soon.

  Daniel became more insistent in his motions, not letting her catch her breath from his pressure on her clit. She moaned again, louder this time. Daniel didn’t stop. He kept at her until she felt herself give way to the climax. For a moment, she could barely breathe and then it felt as if she’d been given the third degree, all white light and heat. She stopped moving and just allowed herself to enjoy the feeling. It rushed over her in waves and then slowly faded.

  She looked down to see that Daniel had pulled himself from his pants and was stroking himself. She watched in silence as he thrust into his fist repeatedly, as he had done with her. He pushed himself into his fist the full length and then out again. He continued this, holding onto Emma’s leg with his free hand.

  He shuddered twice before he came as well. Emma watched the milky white ropes of liquids spurt across the floor and under the shelves. Daniel went quiet too, barely breathing for a minute. Then he stood up and put himself away. Emma started working on her own appearance as well. Her skirt came back up; her blouse was re-buttoned.

  “How bad does my hair look?” she asked Daniel, as she ran her fingers through his hair. Ironic, since that was how his hair had gotten that way to begin with. He cleaned up fairly well though.

  Daniel performed the same steps for her, pushing a few unruly strands of hair into place. He found a paper towel and cleaned up after himself, throwing the paper towels into a wastebasket by the door. “Not bad,” he said, his voice still husky and spent. “No one will ever know what went on down here.”

  Emma laughed and escorted him back upstairs. “As long as you don’t talk before you’ve had a drink. That voice is a dead giveaway.”

  Daniel smiled at her. “Then let’s go find me that drink.”

  They arrived back in the kitchen. Emma had grabbed a bottle on the way up, so they just looked like they’d been gathering more supplies. No one questioned their movements. Emma deposited the bottle next to the nearly full other bottle of vodka and poured Daniel a margarita.

  Daniel toasted his glass at her and took a sip. “Do I
sound somewhat better now?”

  She nodded. “You’ll pass inspection if no one looks too close.”

  Jamie came back in the room with Marie. “There you are. I was telling Marie about what we found earlier. Then I couldn’t find you. I had half a mind to check the pantry downstairs.”

  Daniel gave Emma’s hand a quick squeeze. That would have been awkward, given that the pantry had no lock on it. At least when they’d hooked up in the bathroom, they were assured of privacy due to the locks.

  “One tryst per night per room is my rule,” Emma said with a short laugh. “We went and got some booze and before that, we were chatting with a couple who I knew from a previous job. It’s been a long night introducing Daniel to everyone.”

  Jamie nodded. “New boyfriends are a topic of endless fascination.”

  Emma laughed. “You have no idea.”

  Jamie and Marie made an announcement that they were leaving, hoping to send a message to the other guests to do the same. It seemed to work. Within a half hour, Emma’s house was back to its normal, quiet status. She walked around her home, picking up the odd glass or plate. It didn’t take her long to finish the cleaning, especially with Daniel’s help. He moved at a pace that suggested he’d worked in a restaurant at some point. He washed glasses, dishes and utensils quickly and thoroughly. Emma would have sat and watched him, but that would have defeated the purpose of both of them working

  Finally Emma looked around and declared the home clean. “Not a moment too soon. I’m worn out!”

  Daniel looked at the door. “Should I leave?”

  Emma shook her head. “Not necessary. You’re more than welcome to stay, but I can promise you that nothing will happen tonight. I’ll be asleep before my head hits the pillow.”

  Daniel took her hand and massaged it in his. “Not everything is about sex. We’ll always have time for sex.”

  Emma smiled. She liked the sound of that. “Then, yes, please stay.”

  They both made their way to the bedroom. Emma found a spare toothbrush for Daniel, the first time that she’d ever needed one for a male overnight guest. She slipped into a lacy teddy that looked nothing like how she felt. Daniel returned to the bedroom, wearing only his boxer briefs. Black again. Emma was going to have to check out his underwear collection to see if that was the only thing he had or if they only made love when he was wearing a certain color.

  They curled up together under the sheets. Daniel slid an arm around Emma and she slipped into sleep thinking how wonderful the feeling was.

  -Six Months Later -

  Daniel had the ice cube in his mouth. He was tracing arcs around Emma’s breasts, teasing and tempting each one before turning his attention to the other. Since she was blindfolded, she didn’t know when the change would happen or where he would go next.

  For a change, they’d used Ace Bandages to tie up Emma. She’d been bound both hand and foot in the bandages which kept her from moving too much. She lay there, rolled slightly to one side so that Daniel had clear access to all parts of her body. She didn’t fight too much tonight. Daniel had told her that he had made special plans for her, and she’d been excited at the prospects of a new twist to their kink. Emma had really begun to enjoy their sessions. Daniel and Emma had created a routine of enjoying two nights of domination to one night of vanilla sex. As much as Daniel enjoyed domination, he knew that Emma needed a variety, as much as she enjoyed their kink, sometimes she still just enjoyed a night of cuddling and lovemaking. Daniel had no problems with holding her tight.

  Right now though, He was in charge and he loved every minute of it. He was still fully dressed, but he’d thought about stripping down. His dick was rock hard and he wanted to be able to touch himself as he watched her squirm, waiting for the next touch or prop. Sometimes his mind would turn to Emma and what they were planning as their next scenario and he’d have to go whack off in the bathroom just to get through the day. Nearly eight months they’d been together, and the sex was still as hot as ever.

  Of course, it was more than just physical to Daniel. He’d been fascinated by Emma from the moment they’d met, even though he’d done a crappy job of communicating that to her at first. Now she knew that he wanted a long term commitment from her. Daniel was leery about going back into marriage again, but they’d discussed the matter once or twice. Like Emma’s orgasm, it would have to wait until he was more ready. She squirmed again, which was a clear sign to him after all these months that she could climax if he told her to. He loved that she’d given him the power to control them. He enjoyed trying to come up with new ways to make her wait. She was still hesitant about nipple clamps, but the last time they’d played, Daniel had used a clothes pin and Emma had been okay with it.

  Daniel pushed all the thoughts from his mind and got back to the pleasure. He dropped the ice cube on the side of the bed and took out a paint brush. It wouldn’t be too sexy if Emma saw this, but used with her blindfolded, it was incredibly erotic. He used a small brush on her more sensitive areas, running the tiny bristled brush over her nipples and between her legs. In his other hand, he held a larger brush that he used to arouse her on her legs and arms. She shivered again as he ran the brush down her arm and then up her abdomen. Nothing was as erotic as not knowing what was coming next. The small brush tickled her between her thighs again, and then Daniel teased her lips, wanting them to know that a night of pleasure awaited them.

  He’d spent a few hours preparing for tonight, and while it wasn’t as romantic as their anniversary would be, he was proud of how well the results had turned out. Daniel had gone on the Internet and located directions for an ice dildo. He’d managed to find a plain rubber one. He’d filled it with water and placed it inside a cardboard tube that had been cut down and made thinner. He’d let the ice harden in the freezer and the results had looked good. It wasn’t as big as him, but then he had planned only to use it for an evening.

  He’d made sure to run the dildo under cool water until it had begun to melt a bit. He certainly didn’t want it to stick to anything like that kid’s tongue in A Christmas Story. That would be too awkward. Daniel still worried that if he pushed things too far that he might lose Emma, and he didn’t want that. So he kept the scenarios fairly mild. The ice dildo was about as far out as he’d gone so far.

  He wanted to surprise her, so he ran the head of the dildo across her stomach. She squealed some as he ran it around her hips and thighs. It felt very awkward to be handling a dildo like this. He wasn’t used to any other tool but his own. The dildo stayed between her legs, brushing up and down her legs in small strokes. Daniel wanted her to believe that it was still an ice cube, though he could tell that she was starting to suspect something else.

  Daniel pressed it against her lips, letting her know that he was expecting entry with his cold member. She jumped at the first touch, arching her back like she did when she climaxed sometimes. The motion only made him want her more. He pressed against her lips again. This time, he was more insistent and he didn’t pull away when she bucked her hips.

  He made no attempt to hold her down. He wanted Emma to realize that she couldn’t escape from her fate. Let her realize that this was going to happen no matter how cold it felt or how frightened she would be of the first sensation. Daniel wasn’t sure how long it would be before the dildo melted. It was already feeling a little runny around the edges.

  He made a small thrust, entering her for the first time. Emma bucked at first and then accepted the present. She pushed towards it this time, moving her hips in a rhythm to meet the dildo. She shivered twice, but still not speaking. Normally neither of them said a word unless they needed to stop. It made it more exciting to work in silence.

  Daniel pressed against her again. Her lips opened to greet the dildo again, and Daniel pushed harder this time. About three inches slid inside of her. She shivered again, her whole body convulsing in response to the cold inside of her. Damn, it was making him horny.

  He started a slow rhythm w
ith her, sliding in and out of her with deliberation. She began to move with him, perhaps thinking that it would be over faster if she worked with him. Daniel planned to use it until it was a puddle of water.

  The thrusts became deeper. Emma let out a mewl that was something between a moan and a scream. Daniel didn’t believe that he’d ever heard that from her before. Maybe he was on to something here. He continued the thrusts, knowing by now that he was brushing past her clit with each thrust. He tried to imagine what running ice along his cock would feel like, but he didn’t even like his showers to be too cold. Ice would be torture.

  Still Emma seemed to be enjoying it. He thrust again, putting nearly the entire dildo into her. He kept hold of the tied end, pulling it out slowly and thrusting it in quickly. The motion was getting to him. He wanted to be the one inside of her. Daniel pushed the dildo inside of her again and this time he left it in long enough to unbutton his shirt quickly. He tugged at the sleeves and had it off in a few moments. Emma was rocking her hips up and back without him, feeling the ice pressed against her and moaning loudly now. He was glad they were at his place tonight and not hers. His neighbors were old and deaf on both sides, which left him the ability to get wilder.

  Now with a bare chest, Daniel pulled the dildo out. He ran a finger along the shaft of the dildo and then put his finger on his chest. Shit that was cold. His time was running out with the instrument. He could feel it getting mushy inside, where Emma’s heat had quickly turned it to water. Maybe she had planned to do that with her thrusts. Maybe she’d hoped that her arousal would lead to a quick melt.

  Daniel thought about licking Emma’s own juices from the dildo but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Some things were still beyond what he was willing to do. On that one night, he’d offered Emma the chance to do whatever she’d wanted and she’d stopped from inserting anything into him. He was glad of that. Daniel knew that he couldn’t change places with her and be submissive.