[Siren Classic: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romantic Suspense, public exhibition, spanking, flogging, cropping, sex toys, HEA]
Since the first night Officer Mick Huon met Mary J Sinclair down at the Convict Inn, fiery sparks of passion have flown between the two of them. After stealing one kiss from her, Mick decides it’s best if he keeps his distance from Mary J, mainly due to his steadily rising affection for her that was stirred up from one brief tender moment they shared. What Mick hadn’t counted on was for Mary J to seduce him. The woman has a fire within her that sets him ablaze with primal lust. To tame a stubborn redhead like Mary J, Mick will have to pull out all the stops if he's planning on enticing her into his bed.
But when Mary J’s dark past collides with the present, it stirs up more trouble than they were both prepared for. Can Mick conquer Mary J’s past in time or will he end up losing her forever?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Downing the rest of the beer from his glass, Mick picked up the two bottles of beer after thanking Christian for the free drinks and strolled off in the direction of the rear offices where Mary J was lying low. He smirked to himself now knowing that his feisty barmaid was a beer-drinking woman. One thing he loved the most was a woman who could enjoy the cooling amber liquid like himself at the end of a hard day’s work.
Coming to a complete stop outside her office door, Mick could hear Mary J muttering and cussing to herself from behind the closed door. Reaching out he lightly tapped on the door with the back of his hand and groaned at hearing her terse “enter.” Turning the knob and opening the door to step inside he couldn’t stop the sly smirk from forming at his lips. Oh, this was going to be a fun experience because she already sounded mildly pissed off and when she set her sights on him no doubt her pissed-off attitude would only inflate higher and higher
Closing the door quietly behind him with his booted foot, Mick stood there for a minute drinking in the sight of her hard at work on the computer. Her posture looked tense as she frowned down at something on the computer screen. Her long coppery-red curls flowed wildly around her shoulders and softened some of the tension he could feel emanating off of her. When she glanced up at him, he winced when she narrowed her eyes at him angrily. Oh yeah, she was in one hell of a feisty little mood tonight all right.
Stepping up closer to the desk, he held out one of the beers in his hand for her to take. “Here, I brought a peace offering in for you.”
The muscles in his jaw twitched at seeing one of her neatly manicured eyebrows rise up as she answered him. “And why would you need a peace offering to see me, Mick?”
“You know damn well why. Now here take this will you and be done with it.”
The look on her face told him he had just said the absolute wrong thing to her. Shit.
“Be done with it? And what exactly should I been done with, Mick?”
“Like I said, you know damn well why, Mary J.” He growled and couldn’t help doing it either.
He nearly laughed at her though when she snatched the bottle of beer from his hand and took a large sip of it before answering him. “No, I don’t know, so why don’t you enlighten me. I’m all ears.” Her no-nonsense voice made his dick lengthen in reaction to hearing it.
“Do I really need to spell it out to you, sugar?”
He groaned at the sight of the small knowing smirk curving at her lips, the same lips he was desperate to taste again. That one night in the hospital chapel where he first kissed her had been too short lived for him to have a decent taste of her, and only left him craving more of her sweet taste on him.
“Fine, you win all right. I’ve come here to apologise to you.” Mick held up his hand when she tried to butt in. “I shouldn’t have shown up the other night with my date.”
“No, you probably shouldn’t have. But then again you have every right to be dating, Mick.” She surprised him with that answer and then shocked him even further when she added on quietly, “Do you regret what happened between us that night in the chapel? Is that why you flaunted your date in front me the other night?”
“Now wait just a damn minute there, sweetness, before you go accusing me of doing wrong by you. For one thing, I never intentionally flaunted my date in front of you and I’ve just apologised for it, so far as I’m concerned it’s history. Secondly, I don’t regret a damn thing when it comes to you or even when I’m with you.” Oh shit did he just say that out loud? A quick glance at Mary J and Mick knew he had. The shocked look on her face was clearly evident from hearing his untimely omission. He would be the first to admit that he had just screwed this whole evening up by having a slip-of-the-tongue moment. Fuck.
Scrubbing a hand roughly through his hair, Mick raised his gaze to hers and forced the words that he needed to say to her out of his damnable mouth. “I’m going about this all the wrong way. Look, Mary J, I just came here tonight to apologise to you for the way I acted the other night. That’s all.”
Disappointment flashed in her eyes for a moment and Mick wanted to kick his own ass for putting it there. He real did suck at apologising to her and his efforts at trying to woo her sucked even more. Christ, he was going to need to do some serious grovelling to fix the mistakes he had made with her so they could both move past this and move on to more pleasurable activities he had in mind for them.
But seeing Mary J cross her arms over her chest as she moved from behind her desk to stand in front of him only increased his need to see her submit to him. Christ, even his dick was getting onboard at seeing her little act of defiance. His cock was throbbing like a son of a bitch, all because it wanted out of his jeans so it could dive straight into her luscious heat.
Right then, Mick could hardly wait for the day when he could strip her naked and tie her spread eagle to his bed so he could give her so much damn pleasure she would be begging him for release time and time again. However, instead of acting on those erotic urges of his, he settled for something more romantic by tucking an errant curl behind her ear. Her eyes were simmering with heated lust when she gazed up at him through lowered lashes. Slowly and tenderly, Mick brushed the back of his knuckles down her cheek and smiled to himself at hearing her soft intake of breath.
Mary J could feel the heat of his hands on her back. His expert fingers made quick work of the snaps on her bra. She allowed the straps to fall from her shoulders as she continued to sip at his lips. Her hands clasped his head, hard, at the feel of his callous hands fondling her bare breasts. He held them in his hands, like he was weighing the feel of them in his palms. His naughty fingertips tweaked and pulled at her nipples, causing her hips to buck against him. Her lips fell away from his as she cried out. Her bra was whipped completely away from her body then, baring her breasts to his heated gaze. Then before she knew it, his hot, moist mouth sucked one of her nipples inside and had her crying out in ecstasy all over again.
The sensations Mick was forcing her to feel were like nothing she had ever experienced before with her past lovers. Not that she had that many nor had she taken a lover since she broke up with her ex a couple of years ago. Now, her body was primed and ready for Mick and his well-endowed dick.
“Please, Mick, I need...”
“You want my dick in you, don’t you, sugar?”
“Oh god, yes! Please, Mick, now I need you buried deep inside me right now!”
“It would be my pleasure to give you what you need then, sugar.”
Mary J lowered her hands to the zipper on his jeans and unzipped it as she scooted back on his lap. Reaching inside she wrapped her hand around his hot, steely length and pulled it free from his jeans. Her mouth watered at the sight of his dick standing tall and proud in her hands. Mick lifted his hips up and pulled out a small foil square and quickly sheathed himself up. Her panties, she was still wearing her panties. She needed to get them off, she realised a little too late, at the sound of material being ripped apart.
“You tore my panties?” she said in astonishment that he had actually torn her tiny see-through panties.
“Yep, they were in my way and they had to go.”
“But, no one’s ever tore my panties before.”
“Good to know I’m your first for something.” He slapped her on her now bare butt then told her to get up on her knees.
Mary J did what he told her to do and moaned when he rubbed the head of his cock through her weeping folds. Her clit was burning and needed something to take the edge off. Before she knew what she was doing her hand slid down her belly and her fingertips slipped between her pussy lips. By their own accord her fingertips then began circling her clit. “Oh god, yes!” whispered past her lips as a pleasurable haze began to wash over her. She could feel herself falling into the most incredible release. All she needed was the call to come, so her orgasm could finally take hold and whisk her off to that proverbial promise land of intense pleasure.
Then just like that, her hand was ripped away from her achy clit and the promise of release was slowly subsiding. She cried out in protest and even tried to batter away the interfering hand that was tugging her twiddling fingers away from her aching bud. But it was no use. Mick was in charge of her pleasure and right then she knew it. She may not like it, but she would succumb to his dominance. And if she found an opportunity in the future to turn the tables on him, then she would take it, regardless of the consequences her actions would bring to her or her ass.
“No, Mary J. This here is my pussy and your pleasure is for me to hand out and not for you to take when you see fit. If you need to touch what belongs to me in the future you will ask me, sweetly of course. Do you understand me, sugar?”
“Good answer, sugar. Yes, I rather like hearing you say sir. So from now on, when we’re having intimate relations you will call me sir. Outside of that you can call me whatever takes your fancy.”
“Intimate relations? Really, Mick, why don’t just say when we’re having sex. Honestly.” Mary J shook her head and rolled her eyes at him only to receive another slap on her butt from him for doing it. “Hey!”
“I do believe I gave you some instructions to follow and I’m still waiting for you to follow them.”
“I’m not a damn kid, Mick. I don’t need instructions.”
“Apparently you do, little girl, because your pussy is not on my dick yet.” He slapped her butt again. “So hop to it, sugar, and get that hot little pussy of yours on my Johnson now.”
“Oh god,” fell from her lips at the mention of his dick inside her core. Hearing his amused chuckled had her face flaming with embarrassment.
“Nope, he won’t save you, sugar. Now haul ass, and get what belongs to me on my cock and no more stalling.”
“Yes, sir,” she grumbled out to him.
Drawing in a shuddering breath, Mary J lifted herself up from Mick’s lap. She hovered herself above his throbbing cockhead and ever so slowly she lowered herself down onto his dick. The stretch and burn from not having a penis inside her for so long had her gasping for air. Her fingers found his shoulders and gripped them hard as she paused for a second with his cock partially inside of her tight cunt. She could hear Mick’s deep voice talking to her, helping her to relax her inner muscles and accept his entry. Two years, it had been two whole long years since she felt a cock inside of her and Mick’s penis wasn’t small by any means. It was fucking huge.
“Breath for me, sugar, there’s no hurry, we’ve got all night. Just go nice and slow. Christ, you feel so tight around my cock. Your cunt is like a vice around my dick, sugar, I love it.”
After a few seconds pause, Mary J began lowering herself further onto Mick’s dick. His steady breathing and the calmness he exuded had her nerves and muscles relaxing further. He felt so large inside of her that he actually put her vibrator to shame.