Chapter 8

Kari felt as if she'd been wrung out and left on the line. The orgasm was so powerful it gripped every muscle in her body, shaking her like the wind of a cyclone, then dropping her back to earth.

She'd had serious reservations about taking all of Riley's cock inside her once she got a look at it. It was without a doubt the biggest one she'd ever seen. Certainly larger than anything her body had been fucked with in her entire life. Even bigger than her largest dildo at home that was her special favorite.

It had stretched her unbelievably, but riley had moved slowly, easing himself into her, lubricating her so he wouldn't hurt her tender flesh. And once he was all the way in it was like nothing she'd ever felt before-full, thick, pressing against the mouth of her womb. When at last he began to move she was afraid she'd come too soon.

But Riley Tucker was a man who knew what he was doing. His hip rolls and thrusts were just hard enough, just deep enough, to carry her up the pleasure spiral. The feeling of his balls slapping against her ass as he moved only enhanced the excitement. When her orgasm finally roared through her she was afraid she might not live through it.

She couldn't believe how much having her hands tied enhanced her response, her need. Did he do this with all his women? Would he want to do...other things? She'd devoured books about BDSM, and while there were many acts she wasn't sure she could handle, she at least wanted the chance to experiment.

The only sound in the room was the rasping of their breath as they dragged air into their lungs. At last Riley slipped from her body, rolled to the side and off the bed, heading for the bathroom to dispose of the condom.

When he came back, still struggling to keep his breathing even, he looked down at her and smiled.

"I may have to keep you this way all night, darlin'. You just look so tempting."

She felt heat wash over her. All night? Did he plan for her to stay that long?

"I don't know about you, but I could sure use a cold beer." When she nodded he headed for the living room. "You just hold on. I'll be right back."

She had to smile. Hold on? Where did he think she could go?

When he returned, glorious in his nudity, he carried two frosty Lone Stars with him. He propped two pillows behind Kari's head and held the bottle for her to drink, making sure she took tiny swallows.

"I could untie you," he grinned, "but I don't think I want to yet. Want more?"

She licked her lips, tasting the cool liquid on her lips, and shook her head. "No, thanks. I'm good right now. Are you planning to do this until I finish?"

"Maybe." He winked at her. "Now it's my turn."

She raised an eyebrow quizzically when he moved back between her legs, then took two other pillows and propped them under her hips.

"What are you doing?" She couldn't keep either the curiosity or the heat out of her voice.

"I told you. Having my drink. This is better than the finest crystal flute, darlin'. Don't tell me no one ever drank from your sweet pussy before." At her startled look, he said, "No? Then let me be the first to enjoy this delicacy."

He lifted her legs and bent them back, as he'd done before. Touching his fingers lightly on her labia he pressed it apart so he had access to her vaginal opening. When he first touch the ice cold bottle to her skin she jumped, startled by the chilly feel of it. But as he worked it barely into her channel, the contrast felt good against the heat of her skin. She wriggled a little, adjusting to the contrasting sensations, a tiny thrill rushing through her as she realized what Riley was about to do.

He looked up at her for a moment with that devil's grin, then bent his head to slide the neck of the bottle in just a little bit more. When he slipped one hand beneath her buttocks and lifted her, the icy beer slid into her heated cunt, sending delicious shivers of pleasure throughout her body.

Riley pulled the bottle back and reached to set it on the bedside table, keeping her hips elevated. He stared down at her as if memorizing every inch of her pussy. Then he bent his head and slid his stiffened tongue into her, curling it to draw out the beer, lapping at her like a cat with a bowl of cream.

Kari didn't know which sensation aroused her more-the cold beer running against her heated inner flesh or Riley's tongue rasping inside her pussy, curling so as he drank the tip brushed her sweet spot. She only knew that, as sated as she'd been just minutes before, the pulse in her womb was throbbing again and her blood was running hot in her veins. The walls of her vagina fluttered at the twin sensations of tongue and liquid.

Riley raised his head, licking his lips at the combination of beer and her arousal liquid. "Mm. Best drink I've ever had." And he bent to his task again, tipping the bottle until a mouthful or two ran into her in a thin, frosty stream, then lifting her hips higher so he could suck the liquid from her.

By the time he'd drunk half the bottle this way, Kari was writhing against her restraints, moaning and panting. She could feel every separate nerve in her vagina spark to life, each snap and sizzle spiking through her body. She desperately needed to feel that huge cock inside her again and wondering if she was really a closet sex fiend.

Riley watched her through heavy-lidded eyes as he slid two fingers onto her hungry channel. When her inner walls clamped down on him and she thrust her hips at him he grinned.

"Aah. The gorgeous sweet pussy wants to be fucked, doesn't it. You're ready to come again, aren't you?" As if to underscore his knowledge he flicked a finger across her throbbing clit.

"Yesss," Kari hissed.

He leaned forward, a teasing look in his passion-darkened eyes. "But I'm not going to let you. Not yet. "He flicked her clit again and she felt the jolt all the way to her womb. "I have plans for you, darlin', and I want you completely aroused."

Don't worry. I will be.

At last he leaned back on his heels, grinned at her again, and maneuvered himself so he could reach her drink.

With gentle care he touched the mouth of the bottle to her lips and eased the liquid in a sip at a time. When she nodded that she was finished, he set it aside.

"I love seeing you tied up," he told her, "but I don't want your arms to get sore. And there may be things I want you to use your hands for."

He easily flipped open the know on the tie and eased her arms down, rubbing the muscles of her upper arms with his strong hands and placing kisses along each one.

"Thank you, but I was fine," she told him, hitching herself up further on the pillows. "Really." She couldn't stop the smile on her face. "Really, really fine."

"And I want you to stay that way." He kissed her, one large hand caressing her cheek, his eyes flashing with dark desire. "You liked being tied up, didn't you, Kari. It turned you on."

Wordlessly she nodded.

"Good. That's good." He licked her lips. "I wonder what else would get you hot. Turn you on. Arouse you more than you've ever been aroused before." He brushed a kiss against her mouth. "Maybe we'll see how many boundaries we can push. You like the thought of that?"

A butterfly tripped through her tummy. Oh, yeah. She loved the thought of that. Wasn't that why she was here? "Is that what you want, Riley? For me to push all the boundaries?"

The grin nearly undid her. "Well, maybe not all at once." His finger brushed back and forth over the tip of the nipple with a metronomic rhythm, his eyes following its movement. "Kari, there are a lot of things I want to do with you. You've got this age thing hang-up, but you can't imagine what a turn-on it is for me. Sex with you has a richness to it. A lushness. I could get lost in your body without half trying. I don't want to frighten you, or turn you off, so we'll go slow. I promise."

She forced a grin. "Don't you think a younger woman would be more...responsive? More inventive? More...whatever?"

"More responsive than you?" His face hardened and for a moment his eyes were like flat disks. "Been there, done that." Then he leaned over and licked one nipple. "All I have to do is look at you and the most incredible scenes run through my mind." His fingers drifted into the top of her slit and plucked at her clit.

"Riley, I can't think when you do that."

"That's the idea, darlin'. That's the idea."