Six Weeks of Seduction by Ellis O. Day

CHAPTER 31:  NICK

Nick inhaled her scent, a slight shiver coursing through him. He could stay like this forever—her wrapped around him, his cock cocooned inside her. She started to lower her legs.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Nowhere. I just thought I was too heavy.” Her hands flitted down his back.

He grabbed her hips, pulling her closer. “Not at all. Hold on.” He moved away from the door and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he strode across the living room.

“Where are you taking me, Master?”

“To my bed where you belong.” He ran his hand between her butt cheeks. “How much time do we have before you have to leave?” He placed her on the bed, tugging on her legs.

She glanced at her watch. “About an hour.” She dropped her legs and sighed as he pulled out of her. “That last one didn’t take too long.”

“That’s your fault.” He swatted her ass. She could push him past his control like no one he’d ever met.

“Hey!” She laughed.

He tucked his dick back into his pants and zipped them up. “Don’t talk back to your master.” He pulled her T-shirt over her head and unclasped her bra. Shit, she was beautiful—long and lean with perfect tits.

“You’re overdressed.” She reached for his pants.

He slapped her hands away and pulled off his shirt. “There. Happy?”

“Hardly.” Her eyes dropped to his crotch and she licked her lips. “I want to…”

“What do you want, Sarah?” He knew exactly what she wanted and was more than happy to give her every inch…later.

She raised her eyes to his. “I want to suck your cock. I want to feel you grow in my mouth.” She got on her knees. “And I want to lick and suck you until you come.”

His nostrils flared. “You’re going to kill me.” Her hands were on his pants again and it took every ounce of will power he had to grab them, stopping her. “Later.” He climbed onto the bed and made her lie back on the mattress. He straddled her hips, putting her hands above her head. “First, we’re going to talk.”

She frowned.

He laughed. “That’s all you wanted to do last night and now, you don’t want to.”

“Last night, you were being an ass.”

He shrugged. “I had my reasons.”

“Yeah, stupid ones, but—”

“They aren’t stupid.” She’d fucked another man while he’d jerked off. He was still pissed about that, but she was his for six weeks. Of course, those days were going to be difficult with that damn dog around.

“The double standard you men have—”

“I don’t have double standards.” He’d expected them both to be celibate. To wait for each other but obviously, he’d been the only one to feel that what they had was worth it.

“Please.” She struggled to get up.

He leaned more heavily against her, watching her breasts jiggle with her efforts. “Damn, you’re beautiful.” He lowered his head, running his tongue over her nipple and pulling it into his mouth, sucking gently before scraping his teeth across it.

She moaned as her hips pushed upward, searching for his cock which began to harden, answering her call.

“We need to talk about our time together.” He blew across her nipple and she trembled.

“Same rules as before.” She arched her back, offering her breasts to him.

“No. You agreed that I could fuck you whenever I wanted this time.”

“And I can fuck you whenever I want.”

“That, my dear,”—he kissed her lips—“goes without saying.”

“Then what do we need to talk about.” She shifted her hips upward again, trying to rub against him.

“That dog of yours.”

“What about Tank?” She stiffened.

“I can hardly fuck you whenever I want with that beast ready to bite me.”

“He’s a little protective.” She struggled in his grasp. “Let me go.”

He dropped his hold and rolled off her, sitting on the side of the bed. She sat up and grabbed a pillow, covering herself. That wasn’t a good sign.

“How’s this going to work, Sarah? How are we going to…play with that dog around?”

She swallowed. “We can meet here for a few hours every day.”

“That won’t be enough for me.”

“It’ll have to be enough.” She hugged the pillow tighter.

“You suggested the thirty days. You wanted this.” He was trying to keep his temper in check but he was losing that battle.

“And we can have your six weeks. I’ll come by every day. You pick the time and I’ll see if my sister can watch Tank once in a while so I can stay longer.”

“No.” He stood. “That’s not going to work. I want you here—”

“I can’t stay here.”

“You can bring your dog.”

“He doesn’t like strange places.”

“He’s a dog. He’ll adapt.”

“No. He won’t.” She climbed off the bed, grabbing her T-shirt and bra.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

She hooked the bra and pulled it up, covering her luscious tits. “Home. I’m sorry but this isn’t going to work.”

“Like hell.” In two strides he was around the bed. He grabbed her hand, snatching the T-shirt and tossing it aside.

“Nick, I’m leaving.” She tried to pull free from his grasp. “Let me go.”

He yanked her to him. “Never.” He was hard and ready for her again. “We’ll figure this out.”

“It isn’t going to work. Tank isn’t—”

“He must’ve gotten used to you fucking your boyfriend. He can get used to you fucking me.”

“I…he…”

“What? Captain-Quickie didn’t make you moan and scream? Maybe, I’ll have to gag you.” His eyes darkened as he tugged her toward the bed. “Kneel.”

“What?”

He pushed her against the mattress. “Kneel.”

She glared at him over her shoulder but her eyes were gleaming. She was as aroused as he was.

He grabbed her other hand and yanked it behind her back. He walked to his closet, dragging her along with him. He pulled out handcuffs.

“What are you doing?” She struggled but it was a half-hearted attempt.

“You know what I’m doing.” He snapped the cuffs around her wrists, making sure they were tight but with the padding they wouldn’t hurt. He shoved her back to the bed. “Now, kneel.”

She crawled onto the bed. He put his hand in the middle of her back and pushed her forward until her face was resting on the mattress.

“Stay.” He strode to the closet, grabbed a riding crop and slowly walked back to the bed, letting her see the crop and giving her mind time to spin with the implications.

“Nick, don’t hit me with that.”

“That’s entirely up to you.”

“Me?” Her voice squeaked.

“Yes. Will you cooperate?” He leaned down and kissed the small of her back. “We can figure this out but only if you’re willing to compromise.” He nipped her ass and her gasp sent the blood rushing to his balls. She was probably soaking the bed with her arousal.

“Please, take off the handcuffs.”

“Use your safe word if you really want me to stop.”

She nodded and he smirked as he slapped her ass gently with the crop.

“Ouch. Stop that.” She tried to sit up but he placed his hand in the middle of her back again, keeping her immobile.

“You said your dog doesn’t like new places.” He skimmed the crop up and down her back and over her ass, enjoying the way her muscles tensed and relaxed.

“Yes.”

“Why is that?”

“He was in the war. He has PTSD.”

He stilled. He should’ve guessed. That was her business.

“He can’t help it. He’s sick.”

He wanted to punch something. He respected the military men and women...and dogs, but he didn’t like them interfering with his sex life. “How did you get him used to your boyfriend?”

“Peter?”

He cracked her ass with the crop, not too hard but not as gently as before either.

“Hey, what was that for?”

He leaned over her, so his dick rested against her hip and his lips were at her ear. “I don’t ever want to hear his name when you’re in my bed, naked and waiting for me to fuck you.” He straightened and ran the crop between her ass cheeks. “Understand?”

“Yes.” The word came out almost breathless.

He skimmed his hand over her butt and between her legs to her pussy. “Fuck, you’re drenched.” He spread her legs and leaned back down, her ass cheeks now cradling his erection through his pants. “You like being punished, don’t you.” He nipped her ear.

“No.”

“Don’t lie to me.” He brought the whip down, not too hard, on her thigh.

“Oh…” It started as a cry of surprise and turned into a moan.

He was so hard he was going to burst through his pants. “You like being punished, don’t you?” He asked again as he caressed her leg with the crop.

“Yes, but not too hard.”

His fingers danced between her pussy lips. “Let me be the judge of that.” He sucked on her earlobe. “I know your body better than you do.” His other hand dipped between her butt cheeks. “You’d like to be fucked here, too.”

“Nick...” There was a warning in her tone.

“Later.” He kissed her neck and straightened. “What did…Limp-Dick do to get Tank to accept him?”

“Ahh…”

“Answer me.” He ran the crop down her back.

“He befriended him. Got Tank used to him.”

“Then that’s what I’ll do.” He grabbed her legs and spread them farther apart.

She gasped.

He unzipped his pants and rubbed his cock along her pussy crease. “You’re so fucking wet and hot.” He skimmed his hand down her stomach until his fingers dipped inside of her. “And so tight.”

“Please.” Now, she was begging.

He positioned his tip at her entrance. “One day, I’m going to fuck you without a condom.”

Her body stiffened and he leaned down surrounding her as his fingers rubbed her hot, slick flesh. “I’m going to come inside you. Fill you with my cum.”

“Nick…please.”

He stepped away from her and she moaned.

“I should make you beg. I should refuse to fuck you until you agree to no condom.”

“I…I can’t.” She started to get up but he pushed her back down, holding her in place with his hand.

“You can. We will.” He snarled. He wanted to make her his in the most elemental way. An image of her large with his child filled his head and for one moment, he wanted that. She’d be his in a way no one else ever had been. A part of him would be living inside of her. His dick throbbed and he couldn’t wait any longer. He grabbed a condom and covered his cock. “We’ll talk about it later.” He positioned his tip at her entrance again and grabbed her hips. He pushed in a little.

She moaned, her ass pushing back against him.

“Hold still.” He slid in a little more. He was going to make her scream.

“Please.” She rocked back and he slipped inside another inch.

He gritted his teeth. “Hold…still.” He slapped her ass and she gasped. He moved forward, her pussy clenching at him, trying to drag him deeper. “Fuck.” He shoved inside unable to wait another moment.

She moaned low and long, the sound of pure pleasure making his balls tighten. He wouldn’t hold out long. He grabbed her hips and began fucking her hard and fast. She trembled and whimpered as she rocked against him. She was close. He dipped his fingers into her wetness and trailed it up between her ass cheeks. She stiffened as he pressed down on her puckered hole.

“Nick…don’t.” Her body was clenching around him. She was going to come. She just needed that little push.

“Sarah.” He moved his hand away from her butthole and slapped her ass, groaning as he slammed his cock into her.

She screamed and her body tightened for one exquisite moment before undulating in orgasm.

“Fuck!” He shouted as he came, collapsing on top of her.