1NS 088 - Surrender to Love - Sascha Illyvich - Decadent 2012-02 Page 4

  Groaning, he kept his hands at his sides.

  She peered up, saw his eyelids half open. Guiding more of him into her mouth, she worked her lips around his girth. Velvet steel, that’s what he felt like.

  Relaxing her throat muscles, she swallowed more of his delicious cock. Closing her eyes, she focused solely on the pleasure of tasting him.

  He groaned louder with each inch that slid into her mouth. “So hot, so wet.”

  He filled her mouth completely, yet there remained two inches of him she hadn’t taken in yet. Slowly, she pulled off, tightening her grip around him. Even the musk of him smelled of sensual things, things that reminded her of some of the more delicious paintings she’d done. Dark undertones of forest mixed with the cleanness of sunlight and a hint of salty sweetness from his precum assaulted her senses. She closed her eyes, slid him in again, this time moving down his shaft at a slower pace.

  Bruce reached for her, both hands settled on her shoulders. Slowly, the straps of her chemise slid off, leaving her shoulders bare. His powerful fingers worked tension from her while she continued sucking him.

  With each motion, she relaxed her throat more until she felt the gentle sway of his balls against her chin.

  His shaved balls brushed against her chin with each gentle thrust. She pulled back, letting him fall out of her mouth just enough that she could reach the tip of him with her tongue.

  Swirling it around the head of his cock, she leaned forward, pressed her lips to his now slick head and flicked her tongue out.

  His cock jumped, hips jerked.

  Gripping her chair, she peered up the line of his stomach, saw the strain on his face. “You’re holding back, aren’t you?”

  Bruce’s eyes opened, his jaw unclenched. “Yes. You’re tasting me, all of me. Not much longer before—”

  She sucked more of him into her mouth, brushing the underside of his cock with her tongue.

  He growled, “I come!”

  Even slower now, she pulled back and let him fall out of her mouth, licking the thin string of precum that stuck to the tip of his cock and her lip.

  His fingers continued to work tension from her, massaging her neck now and the base of her skull. Every little bit of stress seemed to fade away, replaced by a tension that had nothing to do with worry and everything to do with need. It was time to take what she wanted. She looked into Bruce’s violet irises, saw the kindness buried beneath flames of lust. Seeing his eyes sparked off something inside her she wasn’t aware she had. It was time to act on her instinct.

  “Bluetooth.”

  Chapter Five

  Bruce’s eyes went wide in amazement. Standing before her, sweat covering his skin, his breathing had grown ragged. “Yes, Livia.” With deft fingers he untied the knots and took the rope back. “Are you okay?”

  Nodding, she rubbed her wrists and slid off the chair, came to a standing position. “I want to continue exploring your body. Get on the bed.”

  He smiled wider then stepped back until his knees hit the bed.

  “Sit.” She almost didn’t recognize the tone of her own voice. It had become sultry, almost fitting with the Vegas air.

  Bruce did as she requested. His cock jutted upward between powerful thighs. A light coat of hair covered his legs, calves, but stopped at his cock. That, like his balls had been shaved clean. A thin sheen of sweat covered his body. Lungs pushed air in and out of his well-muscled chest. He set his hands out to his sides and leaned back. “I’m ready to be explored.”

  Livia walked closer to him, hiking her chemise up past her waist. She shook her hips, swayed them side to side, and watched his gaze focus on her erotic behavior.

  Letting go of the hem of her chemise, she strode closer to Bruce and climbed on the bed, feeling his cock brush against her belly. The faintest of touches sent a jolt of lust racing up her spine. “Do you want inside me?”

  His head nodded weakly. “Yeah. There are condoms in my jacket. I do. I want you on top, to ride me, my queen.” Hands circled her hips, fingers dug in firmly. He leaned forward, brushed his lips against hers.

  Livia’s breath caught in her throat. “Gods, you say the most beautiful things.” Quickly, she retrieved a foil packet from his jacket before wrapping her arms around his neck, still kneeling, then pulled him closer to kiss her.

  His tongue invaded her mouth, warm and wet and slick, exploring every nook and crevice as though she were a new sensation, a fine meal. The ministrations of his tongue and fingers combined sent more heat racing toward her core. Sweet satisfaction formed in her gut. Still tasting herself mixed with his masculinity made her blood pump faster.

  Her nipples brushed against his chest, hard and soft at the same time. A hand cupped her breast, weighed it in his palm. Gently, he squeezed a nipple, rolling it between his fingers.

  She giggled, moaning into the kiss, aware of the vibrations between them.

  His cock bumped against her pussy, triggering awareness of his size. She gasped into another kiss that stole her breath.

  He took the condom from her and tore it open. Sliding it on his erect shaft, he returned his attention to her. Bruce’s fingers tugged at her curls. One hand slid down her back, cupping her ass cheek and giving it a firm squeeze.

  She groaned, buried her head in his shoulder.

  Hands smoothed down her back and over her ass. “I want inside you, if you’ll have me, Livia.”

  A free hand caught his cock, brushing it between slick lips.

  The pain from the pleasure became exquisite with each stroke, but felt nothing like his tongue had earlier. Her voice dropped to a sultriness that surprised even her. “Do it.”

  “Livia,” he waggled an eyebrow, “You only need to sit down. You control this.” The strain on his face showed, eyes half open with lust, mouth parted, swollen.

  She caught him, aware of his hugeness in her small hands. Placing him at her entrance, she wondered briefly how she was going to fit all of him inside. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and sank down on his cock.

  Both of them sighed and moaned in pleasure.

  Her muscles gripped him.

  His cock filled her.

  “That’s it, beautiful. Now just move up and down on me.” His hands settled around her hips, holding her. Guiding her.

  Rocking her hips back and forth on him, Livia felt the fullness of him when she slid down, hated the emptiness on the upstroke. But clenching her muscles around him made him move, helping her toward her own stellar orgasm. The tightness in her body built, spreading to every muscle as she moved up and down.

  Bruce fell back on the bed.

  She tumbled forward, still feeling his cock in her slick passage. Flesh slapped flesh, echoing in the large room. Her mouth fell on his, nibbling, sucking. Her breasts crushed against his chest.

  Hands wrapped around her back, smoothing down shoulders, the small of her back, finally her ass. Fingers spread her cheeks, hips pumped into her, faster, faster still.

  Elation spread throughout her body, and Livia couldn’t stop screaming Bruce’s name. Tears stung the backs of her eyes but not from sadness. Pent up emotions swam in her head, all the desire, energy, anger, and emotions she’d repressed had come to the front.

  His kisses soothed each tear that fell. Lovingly, he held her, kept pumping into her like she was air to his fire. It hit then. All the buildup of her orgasm exploded into a torrential flood so powerful she shook from pleasure so intense it threatened to sweep her away.

  Bruce continued pumping, helping her. Fingers dug into her ass cheeks.

  Pain spiked the sensation of her rocking hips. Each time she slammed against him, it triggered a new wave of something deeper, hotter. The velvet steel thickness of his cock pulsing inside her let her know he was nearly there.

  She kept going, burying her head in his shoulder. She nipped at his skin, enjoying his little cries. Her hair slid over his now sweat-soaked skin.

  Finally, the two slammed into each other, a
cacophony of sex and grunts, screams and joy.

  His body strained. “Livia, my goddess!” He came inside her, spurting hard and fast several times while his breathing remained out of control. Arms wrapped around her body and his thrusting became almost mechanical in nature until she’d drained him dry.

  Settling her thighs around his, Livia pushed back, milking him, still feeling little tremors from the orgasm only a moment ago. She looked down at him, saw his eyes slammed shut tight.

  She cleared her throat. Was he all right? She caught her breath, put a hand to her chest, and felt beads of sweat on her forehead. “Bruce? Are you okay, Bruce?”

  His large hands smoothed down her back again, this time settling one in the soft curls of her hair while the other cupped an ass cheek. “Yeah. I’m fine. I just….”

  Her heart sank. She realized it was only just before noon and they’d had their little one night stand. “I suppose it ends here, doesn’t it?”

  “Not if you don’t want it to.” His voice had become raspy from screaming her name.

  “I….I don’t think I do.”

  “Me either. I was told to check out 1Night Stand and while I paid a hefty fee, I think the lesson came across just fine.”

  She rose, pulling off him and sliding him out, to her chagrin. “What do you mean?”

  “Well, the service is a matchmaking service, right?”

  She nodded. “Mmhmm. But I didn’t use it.”

  “No, not exactly. Your friend, the therapist did. In your name. She submitted information to fill out the questionnaire Madame Eve requires, took care of the fee on your behalf, and set things up.”

  She should have figured. Rolling to her side, she lay beside Bruce, looking out of the window at the sunlight that spilled into the room. Warmth. Comfort. Those words came to mind.

  He reached between them and grabbed her hand, interlocking their fingers. “I was given some background information about you, Livia.”

  She snorted. “I wasn’t given anything about you.” Livia turned her head, though secretly glad for the comfort of his hand in hers.

  “No, that was a little magic on Madame Eve’s part. She knows my past and knew I’d need someone who could….” His voice became rough with…yearning?

  “Care for your heart?”

  “Indeed.” He nodded.

  Livia looked back at him, inhaled, and let out a slow breath. “So what do we do?”

  He shifted so he lay on his side, propping his head up with one arm. “We could surrender to love. Passion. Life. Then this wouldn’t have to end. At least not today.”

  The promise of a future, of safety and control. And freedom from fear of living; that’s what Bruce offered her. She realized that now.

  She could only say one thing. “Yes.”

  ~ABOUT THE AUTHOR~

  Proclaimed by the Publishing industry as the Bad Boy of Romance, I started writing twelve years ago. My erotic romances have been listed under the Night Owl Romance and Road to Romance’s Recommended read list, as well nominated for a CAPA by The Romance Studio.

  I host the Unnamed Romance Show on Radio Dentata. Readers can find my work, plus free reads at http://saschaillyvichauthor.com and I’m also part of the WriteSex Panel, a blog group defining erotica for writers in any genre!

  Find us at http://www.writesex.net

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