Danny crawled to the chair where she’d moved and planted himself on the floor at her feet. He curled his arm around her leg and leaned his head against her knee. His touch made her tremble and his need to touch her made her nervous especially after what he’d told her. What had changed? She looked down at him and curled her fingers to avoid running them through his hair. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes as he rubbed her calf. When a moan slipped, her eyes flew open and she looked down. He was staring at her and the hot, glazed look was back. What the hell did that look mean? The vision of making him kiss every inch of her legs made her squirm. While they stared at each other, he planted a kiss to her knee and her pussy clenched making her breath catch as the aftershock of his kiss made every nerve in her body hum. She pushed him away and stood.
“Danny, what’s going on?”
“What do you mean?”
Anxiously, she cleaned away the food from the coffee table because she had to put some distance between them.
“Rio? What do you mean?” He asked as he followed her into the kitchen carrying the rest of the dishes.
“I mean, why now? You’ve never noticed me before, why now?” she insisted as she grabbed the dishes from his hands and shoved them into the sink.
“What makes you say that?” he asked taking her hands.
“What the hell do you want from me? Just say it!” she demanded pushing his hands away.
He took a step backwards, “I can’t make what I want any more obvious, what do you really want?”
Asking that question rendered her speechless for a moment and told her he’d figured out what everyone had known for years. She’d been crazy in love with him when they were growing up. Every waking fantasy she had involved Danny. Stepping into her space, he cupped her face and mesmerized her with the heat in his coal black eyes while her skin flushed and warmed. In her wildest dreams she never imagined a touch that could set her on fire the way his did. The heat radiating from her had to burn his hands when he held her. She grabbed his wrists to push him away because this was about to get beyond her control.
“I need you to tell me what to do,” he murmured pulling her close. Before she could answer, he took her mouth in a searing kiss.
Something inside her snapped as she grabbed the nape of his neck and pulled him closer. She broke away and looked at him determined to take him over completely. If he wanted a kiss, she’d do this her way and give him a kiss he’d never forget. She understood what guys wanted. They talked about it all the time in front of her and with her. Bemoaning how they wished their wives or girlfriends would take over and show them what the hell to do. She knew it was crap. The minute some woman actually gave them what they claimed they wanted, it scared the hell out of them. But Danny was different, and she almost believed that was exactly what was he asking from her.
“Then quit fucking around, and kiss me like you mean it,” she said.
“Show me,” he said.
Grabbing his face, she locked her mouth onto his, asserting her control by sliding her tongue into his mouth and brushing it over his tongue. She gripped his arms and dug her nails into the skin over rock-hard muscles. He groaned at the sudden, aggressive turn of the tables. It surprised her when his body went slack and he let her take control. Other men she’d known fought her and would bend only when it suited them. Danny was different and surrendered under her touch. Her body responded hungrily as he yielded to her, but she refused to get sucked in. It was her turn to devour him and make him a little crazy. At the thought of carrying through with some of the ideas he’d planted in her head, her nipples beaded and sent a fresh surge of arousal to her pussy. He grabbed her, pulled her close, and thrust his hips forward, letting her know his cock was hard and ready. Finding her control was slipping at his onslaught, she broke and looked at him.
“If you want me to show you and tell you what to do, you’ll do this my way, understood?”
When Danny leaned in for another kiss, she put her hands on his chest and stopped him. She smiled knowingly and looked at him for a long time. His heartbeat increased, pounding against her hand. She rubbed his chest, soothing him when his eyes closed, and he took a deep breath. She cupped his face, and rubbing against his scruffy face made her fingers tingle. She didn’t want to stop but knew she had to. She couldn’t let him have his way...yet. She kissed his cheek tenderly.
“It’s time for you to go.”
When she unfastened his jeans, he fought the restraints again. She was too damn good at this, and it bothered him that she seemed to know how to play him. His protests were cut off when she cupped his face and stole his words with a mind-bending kiss. The kiss brought back how she’d possessed him the night before, and she was doing it again with a kiss that was slow and thoroughly demanded his surrender.
But unlike a man would possess a woman, she soothed him as she ran her hands up and down his arms. Being close to her calmed him and made him go still with the tenderness and loving authority that only a woman could give. She seemed to understand him without words and returned to the task of freeing his painfully swollen cock. She tugged his jeans over his hips and pulled down his underwear. She didn’t take his clothes completely off. He realized she’d effectively trapped his legs. It bothered him that she knew exactly how to keep him confined without the pain and fear he craved. The idea that she led him by his dick made him fight her again. He tugged violently at the cuffs and was determined to break the damn slats that prevented him from moving. He wasn’t about to make this that easy for her. She nipped at his hip and the sudden twinge made him jerk back.
“You said yes,” she said reminded him. “Stop fighting me.”
The bite signaled she still had the power to dish out a little pain if she chose. He went still, and she kissed away the love bite. This time, she grabbed his dick. As she lightly stroked him, he went boneless under her touch and lost his train of thought when her warm mouth slid over his cock. Squeezing his eyes shut under the blindfold, he fought another battle—the urge to come. Her mindfuck and steady stimulation of his body was taking him to the edge of bliss at light speed. Somewhere deep inside it scared him that she comprehended so much without him having to explain or guide her. Fear was soon replaced by delicious pleasure as she played with his sac and licked the most sensitive place on his body—the point where his shaft and cockhead met. He groaned in delight.
Dan gripped the slats to try and hold off his impending release as she licked his cock and sucked it back into her inviting mouth. He groaned louder this time because he was teetering on a climax that threatened to shatter him into small pieces. She must’ve sensed his impending release, because she gripped the base of his cock and pulled down on his balls, interrupting his orgasm. He heard her low, evil chuckle when he growled in frustration. She knew exactly how to control his body, and he relaxed into her gentle petting.
Then, without a word, she suddenly got off the bed, leaving him alone. What happened? He wanted to call out to her. He felt gooseflesh rise on his skin, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up. What was she doing? Where was she? He suddenly became uncomfortable and even more hyperaware of his situation. After several long seconds that dragged with excruciating slowness, he felt her hand move over his chest, and he a released the breath he didn’t realize he was holding.
“You’re beautiful,” she whispered as she nibbled his earlobe. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
Dan gulped and every nerve in his body hummed in awareness. With that awareness, arousal returned. His softening cock stiffened and became painfully engorged. He’d never experienced arousal this intense. His heart rate increased, and he shivered at the prospect of actually coming face-to-face with his desire to be dominated by a woman.
“Do you want me to stop?” she asked, drawing back.
His mind went blank to be completely taken over by a strong sense of need. She’d become a drug, he was a junkie, and all he could focus on was getting his fix. She was good, too damn good at this game, and it was scary how much she understood without him telling her what he wanted. He had to answer and made his decision.
“No! Please no.” He panted.
Jerking at the sensation of a condom rolling over his cock, he realized she intended to fuck him. He took a deep breath and dug deep because there would be no way he could hold on once his cock made contact with her pussy. He’d refused to relieve the pent up sexual tension he’d been causing himself with all of his steady teasing. Rio had no such problem going for what she wanted, and it electrified him that she was so commanding. She straddled his hips again and rubbed her warm wet slit over his cock. He groaned in delight as she slowly eased his thick shaft inside her pussy. He tried to calm himself by thinking about his last mission, the fuck-ups of some of his people, anything to avoid thinking about what she was doing to him right now. His laser focus kicked in when she released a low sensual moan as their hips met. He took a deep breath. Hearing that moan painted a vivid mental picture of her passionate expression that was breathtaking. He hissed and held on, determined to wait for her.
Squeezing his thigh muscles almost to the point of pain, he used every ounce of training he’d ever had to control his body’s reaction. He desperately wanted to rip off the blindfold to see her face and watch her enjoy herself while she rode his cock. He could hear her fingernails scrape across the fabric as she fisted the pillow on either side of his head. Wanting to return the pleasure she was giving him, he lifted his head slightly to try and feel her soft breasts and managed to capture a nipple in his mouth. Teasing her nipple with his tongue, he sucked and lightly nibbled the hard bud.