Illicit Proposition by Piper Stone
Chapter 7
Santiago
My father had been the one to tell me to always take what I wanted, no matter the cost. While I’d come to learn his desires had led him down a dark path, the lessons he’d taught me during my life had proven to be invaluable. I was pushing my own boundaries and the personal rules I’d established for myself years before and all because of my wanton desire for a woman who refused to be tamed.
That alone fueled my increased need, the hunger that had swelled to the point of eruption. After shoving the food aside and tossing my napkin, I turned my full attention in Devon’s direction, basking in the glory of her voluptuous body as she inched closer. Every move she made was hesitant, uncertain of what I was capable of. She had no idea.
Even in the flickering light of the candles as well as the shimmer of the full moon, I was able to see the pinched look on her face. She’d accepted certain conditions, pushing back on others. Why did the woman excite me this much?
When she was within six inches, she stopped, glaring down at me with all the ferocity I’d seen the first night.
“Closer,” I instructed.
She twisted her mouth, looking sideways before moving two more inches. This was nothing more than a cat and mouse game, and I was an expert at playing every game. After shifting the chair, I beckoned her with a single finger, daring her to defy me any longer.
Every look she gave me was contemptuous, but that didn’t bother me in the least. She was a woman who could be broken. I simply needed to find the final button to release her inner desires, the very ones I’d seen on her face more than once. She longed for a dominant man, had been searching for someone who would keep her in line while also providing her with a security blanket in case she fell.
When she was finally only a few inches away, I took one hand into mine, brushing my thumb back and forth across her knuckles. The slightest touch we shared was powerful, keeping the electricity soaring and my adrenaline flowing.
“What do you want from me, I mean other than my total obedience?” She asked the question in a whisper, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
“What if I told you everything?”
There was a wistful look in her eyes that quickly shifted to uncertainty. Then a smile curled across her face as she tightened her grip on my hand. Yes, she was learning how to play the game. I could see it in her eyes. I opened my legs then jerked her closer, immediately sliding both hands to the small of her back. Just breathing in her delicious scent was more intoxicating than any form of liquor.
I’d enjoyed the touch of her before but on this night, my fingers instantly burned from the heat building between us. As she lowered her head, her long blonde hair falling over her shoulders and framing her face, all I could think about was kissing her full lips. I crawled my fingers along her spine, brushing the tips in a swirling motion even as I rolled them over her shoulders and down her arms.
She shivered as she stood in front of me, her eyes constantly darting back and forth. The sound of her ragged breathing matched the drum beat in the music, the effect pulling me into a filthy round of images. I could see her laid out over the table, her arms secured and her legs wide open, her pussy ready to be consumed.
I pulled her closer, leaning down until I was able to press my lips across her stomach.
“Oh.” Her single moan added gasoline to the flames, inciting the hungry beast dwelling within me. She pressed her palms against my shoulders, her fingers digging into my shirt as she clung to me.
As I rubbed my lips back and forth across her skin, every vibration dancing within me shifted into high gear. I enjoyed the moment, darting my tongue around her bellybutton several times. The things I wanted to do to her were positively vile. I nudged her legs further apart as I continued my exploration, nipping the thin lace of her panties. I could tell they were soaked, her arousal evident by her hardened nipples in addition to the cascading goosebumps popping along her skin.
Growling, I cupped her breasts, swirling the tips of my fingers around her hardened buds. Every moan she made boosted my carnal needs. I adored the sounds, so sensual in their subtle power. I could spend hours doing this, exploring every inch of her body. When I pinched her nipples between my fingers, she jerked, bucking her hips forward. Her actions weren’t about getting away. They were completely the opposite.
I lowered my head even further, pulling a portion of fabric into my mouth. The taste was phenomenal, sweet and tangy at the same time. I sucked on her wetness, issuing husky growls the entire time.
Devon kept her hold, tossing her head from one side to the other, her eyelids half closed. The way her nails dug into my skin was invigorating. When she raked them over my shoulders, gripping my arms, I shifted closer. I couldn’t seem to get enough of her. My hunger exploding, I managed to thrust my tongue through the thin fabric, darting it around her clit in rapid motions.
“Oh, God. Yes…”
I continued pinching and twisting her nipples as I licked her, my cock aching to the point my balls were tight as drums. I wanted nothing more than to shove my cock inside, fucking her relentlessly. As I continued licking, trickles of juice sliding past my lips, her legs started to buckle. The sheen covering her face added to her spectacular beauty, her long lashes skimming against her high cheekbones.
After a few seconds, I lifted my head, wrapping one hand around her throat and pulling down her head until I was able to capture her mouth. She didn’t fight me as I pushed my tongue past her lips, allowing her a taste of her sweet nectar. I dominated her tongue, swishing it back and forth brutally, the sounds erupting from my throat more like a beast than a man.
I felt like a savage tonight, prepared to break every rule. After all, she belonged to me.
To feast.
To fuck.
To savor.
The thought pushed me into another level, my kiss becoming unbridled and wild, my thirst for her exponentiating. I was lost in the moment, acting as if there was nothing else that mattered. Perhaps for now, that’s exactly what I needed.
When I finally broke the kiss, I slipped two fingers under the thin elastic of her panties, snapping my wrist. The ripping sound as the material pulled away with ease brought a smile to my face. I nipped her lower lip as I kept my hold, finally whispering into her ear.
“Now, I indulge in my feast. Then I’ll fuck you.”
Without hesitation, I swept my arm across the table, shoving the plates further aside then lifting her onto the table.
Gasping, she threw out her arms with a series of moans as I yanked her down until her bottom was barely on the edge of the table. When I bent her legs, opening them wide, she bucked up from the table.
“Keep your legs wide open for me.” My statement was more of a growl, heat from my breath blowing across her naked skin. I dragged the chair closer, sitting with a distinctive thud then pushing her knees down until they were pressed against the table. The glisten of her pussy was a powerful draw. My mouth watered, my heart thudding to the point the sound was echoing in my ears.
I rubbed the insides of her legs as she continued shifting, her moans escalating.
“Oh, my. Jesus. I…” She covered her face with one arm, dragging her tongue across her lips, her face and neck flushed from obvious embarrassment. When I slid my fingers along the insides of her thighs she jumped, several whimpers escaping past her pursed lips.
The draw to her was too much to resist. Within seconds, I replaced my fingers with my tongue, doing my best to take my time, but as I’d felt from the minute that I’d met her, it was entirely too difficult to do. I flicked my tongue around her clit gently at first, watching her every move. Then my actions became more aggressive, her tender tissue swelling from my rough motions.
The second I pulled her clit into my mouth, engaging my strong jaw muscles to suck with vigor, she issued a single sharp cry, slapping her hand against the table. Within seconds, a plate shifted over the edge, shattering on contact with the tile.
She half laughed, still holding her hand over her face.
I brushed my hand down the length of her leg, adoring the way her toes were curled. Every muscle in my body was tense, my cock begging for relief. I pulled away, blowing another swath of hot air across her then dragging my tongue from the bottom of her pussy to her clit, gathering several beads of juice on the tip. Damn, the taste of her continued to get sweeter.
After repeating the move, I thrust my tongue past her swollen folds, lapping up her cream. Every synapse was on fire, my mind racing with the endless possibilities of restraining her luscious body, taming every inch until she surrendered fully and without hesitation. As my mind continued to fall into the pit of darkness, I slipped two fingers beside my tongue, plunging them in and out. When I added a third, flexing them open, her moans became more ragged, her breath skipping.
It was only a matter of time before she climaxed, filling my mouth with her sweet juice. Tonight I would show her nothing but pleasure.
But soon she would learn what full obedience truly meant, even if I had to make good on my promises, the punishments getting harsher. That was perhaps the only way the lovely vixen was going to accept what she’d signed on for.
As I continued feasting, adding a fourth finger, thrusting hard and fast, I refused to take my eyes off her. She was fighting the betrayal of her body, loathing the sheer bliss I was bringing her. But as her body twitched, her breathing more scattered than before, I knew she was getting closer.
I issued a raucous series of sounds, the deep baritone floating into the night sky. Everything about this was delicious as fuck, pushing me to the point of no return. As she jerked from side to side, I brushed my thumb into the crack of her ass. The second I shoved it inside her dark hole, she lost it, an orgasm blasting into her system.
“Oh. Oh. Oh!” Devon’s scream was high pitched, and she pushed all the way up from the table, her eyes open wide. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her long arms shifting across several plates, turning a water glass over. She half laughed before slapping a hand across her mouth, doing everything she could to hold back another scream.
But I refused to allow it.
I pumped my thumb deep inside her asshole, my sadistic desires to take her in her most forbidden place refusing to be denied. That would happen soon, but there was more I wanted from her.
Much more.
I continued licking, driving my fingers in brutally until the single climax turned into a beautiful wave. I could only imagine what she was thinking as she finally released, grasping onto a moment of ecstasy.
Don’t worry, sweet Devon. There’s more to come.
Chuckling, I sucked on her clit once again, shifting my tongue back and forth.
“Sweet… Lord,” she purred, blinking several times. Her body continued to shake, her face shimmering even more as two tiny beads of perspiration trickled down from her forehead.
When she stopped shaking, I licked her for a few additional seconds before pulling away, easing her legs down until they were dangling over the edge of the table.
I stood slowly, standing over her, planting one hand beside her. “Look at me.”
She struggled, her eyes remaining closed. When I pinched her nipple savagely, she whimpered in pain, her eyes opening wide.
“You will obey every command without question. Is that clear?”
“Uh-huh.”
“And you will learn respect. Do you know what that means?” I twisted and pulled on her rosy tip.
“Yes. Sir.”
While she issued the words through clenched teeth, at least she’d responded as appropriate. “Good girl. As I told you, I can be a very fair man doling out pleasure beyond your wildest imagination. However, I can also provide the punishments I mentioned. What you receive is entirely up to you.” As if to prove my point, I lowered my head, taking her bruised nipple into my mouth and sucking gently.
She tried to hold back her appreciation, but her moans refused to be denied.
After a few seconds I eased away, cocking my head while I reached for the largest ripe strawberry on the platter. When I held it over her mouth, she automatically parted her lips.
“Not yet, my bad girl. Not yet.” I slid the end down her cheek, shifting it back and forth across her jaw then slowly dragging it between her breasts. I kept every move slow and seductive, a smile crossing my face. I was enjoying this far too much. When I continued the path, she gave me a longing look, the first one of the night.
But I knew it wouldn’t be the last.
I couldn’t help but smile, drinking in her sweet essence then brushing the luscious fruit around her navel. When I finally reached her pussy, I didn’t need to instruct her to open her legs. She did so without asking. “Mmmm…” The expression on her face was almost as carnal as what I was feeling, sending another jolt of current into every cell. I rolled the strawberry around her clit then down further, pushing it all the way inside her molten pussy.
“Oh, my. God. Oh…” She laughed then bit it back, stretching her neck in order to watch what I was doing.
As I pumped the piece of fruit in and out, she couldn’t stop quivering. When it was thoroughly coated with her cream, I pulled it away, shifting the strawberry through the air until I held it just a few inches above her lovely mouth.
“Do you want this?” I asked, curious as to her response.
“Yes. Please.”
“Please. You are learning. Very nice.” I rolled the tip around her lips several times, then issued my command. “Open your lovely mouth. That’s it.”
She responded instantly, darting out her tongue, managing to lick the end. I was mesmerized as she repeated the move, trying to snag a nibble. When I finally placed the entire piece inside her mouth, she bit down hungrily. Her eyes shimmered as she performed the action, locking on mine as if the woman was searching into my soul for a second time. What was she looking for?
Perhaps one day I would ask her.
When she was finished, I gave her a slight nod. “Now, you’re going to suck me.” She seemed surprised when I sat back down, lifting her head and studying me intently.
I cocked my head, issuing a wry smile. “Don’t forget that I’m not a man with any patience.”
Devon rubbed her mouth before sitting up, her mouth twisting and a hint of the venom I’d seen before returning to her eyes. Yet she followed my command, getting off the table and onto her knees. When she threw a look over her shoulder at the door, the sadistic man in me was ready to smile.
“Just relax, sweet Devon. Remember that this is my house.”
“Yes. Sir.”
There was no way to hold back a smile from her terse reply. I peered down, watching as she shifted closer, taking several deep breaths before sliding her hands along the insides of my calves. She was tender in her actions as she brushed them up and down, darting several looks into my face. I was immediately entranced by watching the way she reacted, taking her time to tempt me.
She continued her exploration, crawling her fingers over my knees then along the insides of my thighs. When she barely brushed a single finger across my aching cock, I growled harshly.
“Do not tease me for long.”
“Of course not. Sir.”
The woman refused to give up her defiance. While I loved her resolve, she had no idea that her actions and words had attracted the beast from his lair. I took a deep breath, holding it when she finally brushed her hand up and down my crotch. A series of chills slithered down my spine.
I’d never had this kind of reaction before, not from a single woman I’d required to suck my cock. I shifted my hips forward, leaning back in the chair and staring up at the ceiling. This was gluttonous, feeding into my near frenzied-like need. But why should I care? I deserved this. Right?
The uncertainty was a surprise. Why the hell would I ever second guess my desires or my decisions? Hmmm… Interesting.
Devon made soft mewing sounds as she wrapped her hand around my cloth-covered shaft, stroking slowly.
Every nerve was standing on end, my pulse racing. I even had difficulty breathing from the way she was touching me. Reaching down, I stroked her hair, tangling my fingers in the long, silky strands. When she continued doing little more than making me ready to jump out of my skin, I fisted her hair, forcefully lifting her head.
“Now you’re being a very bad girl. I said. Suck. Me.”
I had the distinct feeling she wanted to do nothing of the kind, yet she offered a sweet smile. “Yes. Sir.”
Laughing, I released my hold, rubbing my fingers back and forth across my mouth. Still, she took her time unfastening my belt buckle, sliding her fingers back and forth across the smooth grain of leather then slowly unfastening my trousers. I lifted my hips as she struggled to pull the fabric away, keeping a sly smile on my face as she pursed her lovely mouth. I couldn’t wait to see her lips surrounding the tip of my cock. I was crazed with need to be able to shove my shaft inside her mouth, forcing the tip against the back of her throat.
I was a very bad man.
When she finally freed my cock and balls, she took a deep breath. I wasn’t expecting her to blow her heated breath across my groin, but the minute she did, tingling sensations rocketed through me.
“Fuck,” I hissed. The second she darted her tongue out, dragging it across my sensitive slit, I couldn’t stop several growls from erupting.
She seemed pleased with my reaction, sliding her tongue all the way down the underside and back up, repeating the move. And all the while she kept her eyes pinned on me. I could tell there was amusement in them, as if she’d found a way to get the upper hand. When she rolled my balls between her fingers, squeezing until the pressure produced a hint of pain, I closed my eyes.
“Damn it, woman.”
As she issued a series of purrs, the beast grew hungrier. I was losing my control, ready to consume every inch of her. She seemed to sense my growing need, stroking the back of my cock with her other hand, finally opening her mouth and sucking on the tip. I tensed, my muscles even tighter than before.
She sucked for several seconds then pulled her mouth away, licking all the way down the underside. I was in awe of the heat of her mouth and as she pulled a testicle past her lips, I almost jerked out of the chair.
Lights flashed in front of my eyes as the pressure continued to build. I was on fire and even more in need. I wrapped my fingers around her hair, holding her in place as she shifted to my other swollen sac, the sounds erupting from her mouth fueling my desire.
A fog shifted over my field of vision, my heart thudding to the point the sound was echoing in my ears.
She continued to take her time, sucking until I thought I would explode. She finally released my balls, concentrating her efforts on licking back and forth across my throbbing shaft.
“Such a bad girl. A temptress.” My gravelly voice was barely audible. I doubted she was paying any attention. I was surprised how seriously she was handling the task, although I had a feeling that she was doing little more than testing my resolve. The woman was going to be more than just a handful.
When she took the tip into her hot, wet mouth again, I pushed on her head, giving her a reminder of what she was required to do.
I opened my legs as wide as possible, enjoying the sinful moment. While I’d love to enjoy this for a lengthy period of time, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back, her pussy just as tempting as the rest of her. The vibrations were electric, my legs twitching from the intense current.
There was no doubt I could easily erupt in her mouth.
Suddenly, there were footsteps, two sets of them. Sighing, I lifted my head, keeping my hand on Devon’s.
“Sorry to interrupt, Santiago, but would you like for us to remove your plates?” Juan asked. I could tell just how uncomfortable he was, yet he kept his eyes on mine.
“I told you we weren’t to be disturbed!” I barked, growling after seeing the horror on the young man’s face. I was forced to hold Devon’s head in place, but she pushed her hand against me, obviously angered by my outburst. “It’s fine, Juan. That would be appreciated. After that, you can send the remaining staff home.”
“Thank you, sir,” he said timidly.
I leaned back again, rubbing my fingers through Devon’s hair. “That’s it, sweet girl. Suck me.” Perhaps I was a true bastard, daring to allow our passion to be seen by anyone else. I could accept that. Maybe I was turning more into my father every day.
As the table was cleared, I grew even antsier to have her, barely able to wait until they’d left the room. I pushed her back, my breathing labored as I dragged Devon to her feet. The simple act of pushing her over the table was rougher than I’d anticipated, the force knocking the wind out of her.
She threw out her hands as if to stop me. Instead, the moment I leaned over her, she gripped my shirt, pulling me down.
I lifted her legs, immediately pressing the tip of my cock just past her swollen folds. “I’m not going to be gentle, Devon. I’m far too hungry.”
“You don’t have to worry about me. I can take it.” Her statement seemed to be a challenge, her eyes darkening from the lust that had been building.
When I thrust the entire length inside, I threw my head back and roared. The feel of having her muscles clamping around my cock was perfect, her pussy so wet and hot that I was thrown into a blissful moment. I kept my shaft inside, leaning over until our lips were mere centimeters apart. “You are so damn tight.”
A slight smile crossed her face as she wrapped one of her legs around me. She pressed her palms against my chest, creating a moment of friction. Everything was push and pull with her. The little vixen knew exactly what she was doing.
I pressed my lips against hers, brushing back and forth before sliding my tongue inside. Then I pulled my cock until just the tip was inside, plunging into her again. And again.
As my actions became more forceful, the motion shoved her up and down on the table. She continued to cling to me, digging her fingers into my chest. As the kiss became more passionate, her soft moans escalated my need. When I shifted back, taking several deep breaths, I could tell her eyes were dilated.
She wrapped her other leg around my hip, holding me in place as I fucked her. There was such pleasure in taking her this way, the only kind of dessert that could ever make me happy. With every brutal thrust, she tossed her head back and forth, her muscles clamping then releasing several times.
I was already having a tough time holding back and I wanted to finish this night having claimed every hole. When her moans became ragged whimpers, I knew she was close to coming. I thrust harder and faster, my heart racing. I took her savagely, refusing to slow down, the sound of skin slapping against skin even more incredible music than the selection on the system.
“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.”
“Come for me, sweet Devon. Come long and hard.” My whisper was hoarse, my demand without question.
She bit her lower lip, smacking one hand against me as her body began to shake violently.
“Yes. Oh… My…” When she opened her eyes wide, a scream erupting from her mouth, I’d never felt such pleasure in my entire life. Her body spasmed as the single orgasm morphed into a second.
The heat continued to build, driving us both to the place of no return. I pounded into her, taking everything that I wanted. Only when she stopped shaking did I pull all the way out, raking my hands through my hair then turning her onto her stomach.
She threw out her arms, struggling to hold onto the edges of the table. “What…”
“I’m going to fuck you in the ass. Then, my sweet Devon, maybe you’ll understand that you truly belong to me.” I pressed the tip of my cock between her ass cheeks, pushing it just inside her darkened hole.
“Oh, God. Oh!” She struggled in my hold, gasping for air as she lifted her head.
I took a deep breath, exhaling as I pressed in another inch. “Just relax. Breathe for me.”
“I can’t. Oh. Oh!”
“Yes, you can and you will.” As I hit the tight ring of muscle, I released another deep bellow before plunging the remaining few inches inside. Every part of me shook from the intensity of the moment. I was shocked how tight she was, her muscles struggling to accept the thick invasion. I took several deep breaths before pulling out, thrusting into her again. Then there was no way I could stop, every part of me craving relief.
I was brutal, taking her hard and fast. There was nothing that mattered but filling her with my seed. As my balls began to swell, I gripped her hips, digging my fingers into her skin. I knew I’d lost all control, unable to hold back any longer.
As I erupted deep inside, her whimpers floated all around me.
There was something special about this girl.
Her attitude.
Her voice.
Her voluptuous body.
I’d entered into a contract, wanting nothing more than to finish something that had been sweltering in my soul.
However, my desires had something else in mind. She was my possession.
To take.
To taste.
And to keep.
