Turn It On

Chapter Seventeen

A tremble shook her body, her crotch instantly soaking wet. His tone was frightening but an extreme turn-on as well. She tugged off her jeans and panties and snuck a glance at him. He winked.

“I won’t do anything you don’t like. You know that, right?” he asked quietly.

She nodded. It felt strange to sit bare-bottomed wearing only her bra while Ryan remained fully clothed before her. He stroked her hair, removing her ponytail holder and pulling the long strands over her shoulders. Soft touches massaged her scalp, his knuckles brushing against her cheek.

He stood nestled between her legs, his erection bulging the fabric of his dress pants. The urge to touch him, to kiss him as intimately as he’d kissed her grew strong, and she buried her face into his belly and breathed deep. The spicy smell of his skin pooled around her, and she held onto his belt with both hands.

He’d never demanded anything of her in terms of touching him, except during lovemaking when he had taught her how he enjoyed being stroked. It was time to take another new step. She reached for his buckle, licking her lips in nervous anticipation.

Ryan shook his head. “No, sweetheart. I have other things in mind for tonight.”

She ignored him and opened his trousers, slipping them past his hips. “You didn’t say I had to, but I want to. May I?” She stared in fascination as his cock bounced free directly in front of her nose. Ryan’s sweet musky scent greeted her and she took him into her hands.

“Fuck, yeah, you don’t need to ask permission. Just watch your teeth.”

Hard as steel under her grip, she felt his pulse through her fingertips. Thick veins stood in high relief under the satiny soft skin. A pearl-colored drop of fluid beaded on the slit and she reached with her tongue to lap it off. It was salty and warm, and far more pleasant than she’d expected. She licked again, this time letting her tongue explore the crest of the head, the spot where he’d shown her earlier he liked massaged with her fingertips.

Ryan shifted his weight, his hips jerking when she covered the entire tip with her mouth. The warmth of his cock felt strange but satisfying, especially when she glanced up to see him standing with eyes closed, his chest shaking with each rapid breath.

There was so much of him, there was no way he would fit completely into her mouth. She wrapped a hand around him, first licking then sucking, followed by hard strokes. Maxine enjoyed herself, swaying her body back and forth in a comfortable rhythm. He grunted and made small moans of pleasure. Her own reaction startled her as she grew more excited. She dropped one hand to her crotch, rubbing her pussy, moisture dripping from her body.

He laced his fingers through her hair and stilled her, pulling his cock from her lips with a pop. Ryan knelt and pressed his lips to hers, reaching in to stroke her teeth and the roof of her mouth. Maxine unbuttoned his shirt, pushed the fabric off his shoulders as she suckled on his tongue.

He brushed his fingers along her skin, his knuckles stroking the top curve of her breasts. His muscular torso rubbed her inner thighs as he leaned closer. All these sensations dragged Maxine farther from her worries and pushed her hard into the place where there was nothing but need.

Desire.

Wanting.

She wiggled her hips to the very edge of the bed, attempting to bring her aching core into contact with his body.

Ryan adjusted the cups of her bra, folding the fabric in the cup in half to hold her breasts with the nipples visible, the pink circles drawn into taut peaks. Blood pounded through her, tingling heat shooting into fireworks as he lowered his head and moistened both nipples in turn with a suckling kiss.

“I love seeing you on display,” he said. “I’m going to buy you sexy lingerie as a part of your Christmas present. Sheer bras with cutouts, crotchless panties.” He lowered his gaze and Maxine blushed as she realized she was wide open to his vision, moisture leaking from her body and clinging to her curls. He touched her, one hand cupping her pussy gently, holding her. “I want to go all caveman and order you to never wear panties around the house. I’d love to know I could lift your skirt and bury my aching cock in your sweet, tight body in an instant. To know my fingers or my mouth could cover you and slip inside and drive you wild without a moment’s notice.” His voice grew darker, deeper, as he spoke, the thumb of his hand matching his words and pressing into her core.

Maxine grew very still, picturing herself stalked around the house, Ryan taking her anywhere, anytime, and a small whimper escaped her.

“Sweetheart?” Ryan leaned his bare chest against her, nuzzling the pulse point in her neck. “You okay?”

“Oh hell, that’s hot. Don’t stop.” She panted the words out, images flashing through her brain of them having sex on the stairwell, him slipping into her while she worked in her office. All the naughty places and things she’d never dreamed she’d wanted.

She felt like she was emerging from a cocoon.

“Don’t stop what? This?” He buried his thumb as far as it would go, the rest of his fingers sliding under her body toward her butt and she groaned. “Or do you like the dirty talk? You want me to tell you how I’d love to take you and bend you over the antique couch downstairs, rip your pants off your ass and thrust into you so hard you see stars? I’d pick you up and place you on the kitchen counter that’s the right height for me to fuck you while I’m standing up. I’d drape your legs over my arms and pound into you until we’re both screaming. Or how about one of my favorite fantasies? Someday we’ll go outside and use the porch swing. I can see it, the sunlight shining on your breasts, the gorgeous highlights in your hair dancing while you ride my cock.”

Constant motion from his thumb and fingers combined with his words, and her body tightened with a building climax. Ryan licked his way along the edge of her bra cup, sucking the nipple into his mouth hard enough she shouted in surprise. While he alternated sucking and biting both breasts until they ached, Maxine clutched his shoulders, scraping her fingertips up his arms to tangle in his hair, dragging his head away from one breast when the nipple grew too sensitive to handle another touch. Below, his thumb stroked and circled her opening before plunging in time and again. He took the moisture from her body and pushed it backward with the rest of his fingers on each stroke, brushing her anus gently at first and then with more force. A second touch joined in and he pinched her clit between his fingers.

Her pussy clutched at his thumb, wanting more, needing to be stretched and filled, even as the waves of her orgasm rocked her core. “Yes, oh crap, yes, that’s good.”

He lifted her still-shaking body to the center of the bed and flipped her over, pulling her hips into the air. Damn, she was fucking gorgeous. “Yeah, it’s good. But I never told you my absolute top fantasy, did I? Because that’s what we’re doing next.”

He grabbed a couple of pillows and slipped them under her hips. She was mellow from her climax and he could barely see for wanting her. Stripping off the rest of his clothes, he grabbed a tube of lubricant from beside the bed and rejoined her.

She watched him, her pale green eyes wide as he stared down at her, running his hand over the curve of her ass, stroking her smooth skin. A tremor shook her. “Are you going to…?”

He smiled. In spite of the advances in her modesty over the past months, the words were still too much. “Take your virgin ass? Oh yeah, I’m going to make love to you a brand-new way and it’s going to feel fucking great for both of us. Do you trust me?” She nodded so fast he had to laugh. “You want to try it, don’t you?”

Maxine wiggled her hips and he smelt her arousal. Hell, the scent of sex hung in the air all around them. “I want to try it, but I’m a little scared. Oh please, I need you.”

They kissed again and Ryan distracted her with his mouth on hers while he brushed a fingertip up and down the tender line of skin between her ass cheeks. He didn’t penetrate, just stroked, and slowly the tension gripping her flowed away.

“Hmm, that feels nice.” Maxine drew her legs wider apart, opening for him and he smiled.

He massaged her ass cheeks, one in each hand, the tight rosette between playing peek-a-boo with his vision. Ryan lowered himself between her legs and covered her pussy with his mouth, thrusting with his tongue. He ate hungrily, the sweet cream from her body teasing him, building the desire to bury himself deep, but he held off. Once she was making noises of need, he lapped the length of her slit, circling her clit before drawing a long stroke all the way to her ass. The first time he touched her anus with his tongue she hissed.

“Feels good, right?”

“I can’t believe you’re touching me there. Oh my God!”

Ryan had hardened the tip of his tongue and rimmed her hole, pushing against the tight muscle and slipping in a tiny way. Maxine fell completely silent. He drew back to check her expression. “Okay?”

“I’m very embarrassed by how turned on I am right now. How can that feel so wonderful?” She buried her face in the mattress, but didn’t shift away from him.

He tugged gently on her hair until he could look into her eyes. “There’s nothing wrong with what we’re doing. Close your eyes if you have to, but get the idea out of your head that this is dirty in any way. It’s making love and whatever we want to do together is right.”

Waiting for her response was brutal as his cock throbbed with the need to be surrounded by her tight warmth. If she wasn’t ready for this experience yet, he’d give her time. He might spontaneously combust if she asked him to stop, but he’d do it for her. Being in control in the bedroom meant being in control of himself as well, and he was damned if he would push her faster than she could handle.

She rose on her elbows, auburn hair tousled around her shoulders, eyes bright as she stared at him. Then she licked her lips slowly. “Fuck me. Anywhere. Everywhere. I want it all.”

Hallelujahs rang in his ears and Ryan moved over her like a wild thing, ready and eager. He drove two fingers into her cunt and curled the tips to stroke the sweet spot deep within. Burying his face between her legs, he feasted on her, lapping the cream that covered his fingers, coated her labia and smeared on the inside of her thighs. He stroked her anus again and again with his tongue, teasing while he continued to pump into her passage.

Maxine writhed under him, panting with excitement. Her hips lifted toward him, moving closer to his seeking tongue and he rewarded her enthusiasm by flicking her clit. She screamed out loud as her climax hit. He took advantage of the moment and pressed one of his now wet fingers into the tight rosette of her ass. The walls of her pussy pulsed with her orgasm on the other side of the thin membrane separating her passages as he slowly slid the digit in all the way.

“Hmmm, feels wonderful good.” Maxine’s voice had a slight slur as she wiggled against his hand.

“You’re getting sex drunk, aren’t you, sweetheart?” Ryan shifted position, added more lube to his fingers and squeezed a generous amount on top of her hole. “I love the sultry way you sound when you’ve just had an orgasm. You sound satisfied and seriously well fucked.” He leaned closer and whispered as he slipped two fingers into her ass, working the lube inside. “I can hardly wait to hear what you sound like when we’re done tonight.”

“Oh, yes. Oh, you’re killing me. Ohhhh!” Maxine lifted her hips higher, her knees spread to the sides. Everything was wide open to his vision, his touch. His cock. Ryan lined up with her sopping wet passage and slipped inside with one smooth thrust. Heaven wrapped around him with close, hot pressure. Her tight grip eased the pain of waiting, but threatened to pull him over the top. He pulled back slowly, rocking in and out only an inch or two while he concentrated on preparing her ass.

She groaned and leaned his direction.

“You’re getting to be nice and loud in the bedroom. I like that, it lets me know what you think feels good, and what feels great.” Carefully he added a third finger, fighting back the need to move faster. Slowly, carefully, he stretched her.

Maxine slammed a hand on the mattress beside her head and gave a throaty cry. “Shit, you want me to tell you what would feel great? Fuck me already. I need more, I need—”

He heard nothing more with the blood roaring in his ears. She wanted it now? Oh hell yeah, he could do that. He replaced his fingers with the head of his cock, and pressed. The sight of her hole stretching open around him was intoxicating. The sensation of the tight ring of muscle slowly relaxing until the fat head of his cock eased through numbed his brain. The slow hiss of Maxine’s exhale broke through his fixated mind and he glanced up to see her staring over her shoulder at him, a happy smile on her face.

“Oh my God, I’ve never felt so full in my life.”

“You’re good?”

He watched carefully as her eyes rolled back in response to him pushing in another inch. “I’m fucking wonderful.”

He gripped her waist, the softness of her skin reminding him to control the thrust of his hips instead of driving all the way in one hard blast. He squeezed his eyes tight and forced his way in, one small stroke after another. When his groin hit her ass he swore. It felt like he was inside a tightly fisted hand, massaging and heating him. Urging him to move.

Long, slow rocking movements followed, dragging him back and forth through her body. He reached around to manipulate her clit and Maxine gasped again. He was close, so close to blowing his wad before she had enough time to finish rising to another peak. At least that’s what he thought until she threw her head back and gave a loud keen of delight. Her muscles grabbed him, attempting to lock him in place. He’d never been happier to release his control. Three final thrusts were as much as he lasted before his vision blurred and he slammed them together, his cock spurting semen deep into her ass as he cried out her name.

It was hell to leave her body. Hell to leave her on the bed to get a cloth to clean her up, but heaven to be able to arrange her boneless body so he could curl around her. He stared at her flushed skin, her glassy eyes and the sated expression on her face. She was beautiful to start with, but the look of her bathed with the afterglow of their lovemaking touched him deep inside. Longing for more of her, all of her, rose in his heart. He needed someone like Maxine to make him whole.

“Holy shit, that was the most incredible sex I’ve ever had in my fucking life. I need a nap. Two days, maybe three. Fuck.” It took a few attempts for Maxine to get all the words out as she stopped to suck in air, tremors still rocking her body.

“You’re getting to have quite the potty mouth, sweetheart,” he teased.

Maxine blushed and Ryan roared with laughter. He rolled her under him. “Damn it, never change. You’re delightful and sexy and you rock my world.” He kissed her sweetly before turning her around to spoon against him, her calm breathing letting him know she was soon asleep.

“I think I’m in love with you,” he whispered, just to try it out.

It sounded pretty damn perfect.