Lowering his head, Spider nibbled the breast he held in one hand and then moved to nibble on her other. They were succulent to taste and more than a mouthful. On the upper slope of one breast, he left a set of teeth marks, thriving on her muffled moans. The need to mark her as his was necessary to both his ego and something deeper that he left unexplored.

  Stepping back to better enjoy his brand, he stroked her cheek to let her know of his thrill and joy of the moment. She moved her head into his hand, just like a kitten enjoying her owner’s petting.

  Dragging his hand around slowly to her back, he moved stealthily along her side to follow. He enjoyed touching her and continued to drag his hand down her back, up and over her ass to rest heavily on one full cheek as he moved up behind her. With a large hand on each cheek he squeezed and manipulated them separately.

  The deep crease that split the ripe fruit beckoned him, pleading for attention. Taking one finger and wetting it in his mouth he trailed the digit down from the base of her spine, slowly past her rose and down towards her plump lower lips.

  Hearing her breathing increase and eager to watch her climb the ladder of passion, he stepped away for a moment to gather a few things he would need. When he turned back, he stopped and enjoyed the view for a moment before stepping up between her spread legs.

  Stroking her soft inner thigh, close to her pussy but not close enough, he felt the dampness that lay there and wanted more. For all the months he had suffered, the unwanted celibate conditions he had existed under, tonight, there would be few boundaries while he expressed his passion for this sweet creature.

  Soon, but not yet.

  It was utter madness. A strong finger was circling her inner thigh before a thick finger nudged itself just inside her opening and held still. Between her high-heeled boots and stretched position, her balance was off. However, that did not stop her from trying to imbed the finger further. Then, smoothly he fed it up her cunt and pressed further with a nudge before slowly moving out of her hot channel.

  The finger fucking had her moaning continuously from behind the gag. She wanted more, more than the fake cock in her mouth and finger in her pussy. A real rock-hard dick thrusting fiercely in and out of her was what she needed.

  Suddenly his finger was gone, leaving her to instantly regret wishing for more. It seemed her partner could read her every thought and was cruel enough to use them against her. This must be a true master.

  A few unsettling moments passed before the finger was replaced by a cool slim stainless steel form sliding through her pussy lips. Again he was teasing her with the promise of something more and then giving her not quite what she wanted.

  The tip entered and slowly slid into her moist pussy a few inches before pulling back out, gliding in again deeper, then retreating. Jena hissed at the delicious motion.

  Again.

  Deeper. Faster. More.

  And again, until suddenly he pulled it out entirely.

  An incredible feeling of loss brought a groan erupting from her mouth. Enough teasing, would he fuck her already! She needed an orgasm like yesterday.

  Jena’s brain quieted down when she felt the return of the hard slim steel rod ride along her crease before stopping to nudge in and rest heavily just within her anus. With a patience that surprised her, she pushed out, easing the way for the unrelenting invasion. The solid steel moved into her with a single smooth unrelenting stroke before he pulled it partially out and slid it back in.

  With a twist on the last stroke down, the pseudo-cock in her ass began a low vibration and she was aware of her cream gathering with a heavy sensation in her pussy.

  She was not able to hold back a deep guttural groan. She tried to catch a deeper breath of air but couldn’t get enough through her nose. Before the thought to panic could set in, she felt the band holding the gag in place loosen and the penis gag was slowly removed. Jena couldn’t help holding her mouth firmly around the retreating cock…giving it one last loving squeeze.

  Fingers smoothed around her mouth before he took her lower fold between his teeth and nibbled. Groaning from his attentions, she was greedy and had no qualms about pleading her case.

  “Phleeze.”

  Kissing her more fully was satisfying but not what she needed. A pinching hold of her clit startled a groan from her depths and began a pelvis grind when a thick finger was added, then joined by another. It was a start but she still needed more, the restrictions on her body amplified her desires to an almost unbearable level.

  Tears welled and tracked slowly down her cheeks from beneath her blindfold. Her silent lover must have noticed them because she heard what could only be described as a reassuring hum before he wiped them away with his thumbs.

  Cherished is how his actions had left her feeling, but she would much rather be able to add satisfaction to the equation. When next he stepped away from her, she could take no more.

  “Please fuck me, please, I need your cock thrusting…”

  “Shhh.”

  Her plea trailed off upon hearing the most substantial sound from the man, would he say something more?

  “Please…”

  Nothing else was said, but then she became aware of a solid presence high up her inner thigh above her boot. Gasping for a moment, she thought it was real. It was velvety soft, smooth against her skin, and it was hard with a feeling of inflexibility.

  Inching higher, slowly up her thigh, her breath hitched. Was it his cock that was teasing her, stroking so delectably against her leg?

  The answer came once the prick had made its slow progression up her thigh to rest solidly between her legs. Her pussy spread lewdly over the width. Her silent lover stroked the rigid rod forward, nudging her clit, before sliding further until she felt his hand at her crotch holding the end of the wicked piece. It was a dildo he was holding and not his own dick. Shame, but they were her specific rules for when in a heated frame of mind.

  Hips bumping and grinding as much as they could in her delicate position but wanting more than the lovely rod to slide between her lips. No, she wanted it to relieve the heavy pulse beating deep within her pussy. Jena could feel a pattern running along the length. Four, maybe five, consecutively larger, rounded ribs were what she rode with a curved rounded point tip bouncing repeatedly against her nub.

  “There! Yes, there…”

  Her body was eager to be taken. Finally the thick knob was resting just inside her slit, honey dripping down ready to ease its way.

  “Fuck me please, ease this throbbing.”

  A slow insistent push from the dildo was her answer. Out it was pulled, just as slowly, allowing her to feel each and every one of the five bulbous ribs. Her breath picked up speed as he pushed it all in again with no more speed but her body was hungry for each sensation.

  In and out again, still slow but without pause until he was ready for it to make its return journey. She was utterly enjoying the moment, giving up her body for another to pleasure just plain did it for her.

  The vibrator humming comfortably in her ass suddenly had its speed turned up a notch, sending her higher within herself. With her legs spread wide, counterbalancing her stretched arms above her head, her precarious position did not allow for her to thrust herself on or off the rod. That did not mean she wouldn’t try.

  Dildo buried deep within her pussy, the vibration from her ass ratcheting up her body’s need to climax, she tried to pull off the fake cock, speed up the fucking it was treating her to.

  A sharp slap on her ass stopped the movement instantly. A large body curved itself around hers. Solid hips covered in jeans brushed against her seat and with a bump, sent the buried cock a little deeper, bringing a groan up from her toes. Lightly haired arms reached around her upper back allowing his large hands to grasp her breasts and a kiss was dropped on her shoulder before she heard an tsking sound.

  “Fine, fine, I won’t help, but please fuck me!”

  Her breasts were treated to a few tugs and tormenting twists as he sporadically bumped against the buried dildo.

  But it was only enough to hold her body on an edge with a great abyss within her grasp.

  Finally, with a last wicked tug he went back to standing between her legs. She wondered if he was enjoying the view.

  Then, with a slow pull the cock was brought almost all the way out, again with only the thick round curved tip resting in her slit, and thwack!

  Peppering alternating ass cheeks with half a dozen open handed slaps was like an electric shock going straight through her pussy. It also moved her slightly on and off the steady dildo, just enough to have her begging.

  “Oh, oh, please, I am begging you, please let me come!”

  Her tormentor was pulled out entirely; a bite followed by a soothing kiss was dropped on each burning cheek but did nothing to ease her passions.

  “My pussy is so empty, I will go crazy if I remain unfilled one more moment…I am begging for relief. Please ease my torment and fuck me.”

  Moaning as hands soothed her ass, she almost cried as the one palm left her rump and curled around her hip and the other, she assumed, went back to holding the dildo.

  Finally he fucked her until she screamed.

  Held firmly in place, she felt the cock thrust in and out with progressively more fervor. Jena heard the liquidity of her pussy’s answer to the passion he was giving her and plunged into the arms of her body’s desires.

  Her inner animal had slipped its leash. She grunted as the cock stroked in with wicked determination and groaned when it cruelly retreated. Enthusiastically, she took the pleasure he gave her. Swifter, harder, deeper, over and over again, and then again.

  What sent her plummeting into the most intense climax was his decadent mouth. Lips skimmed softly against her rump before his teeth grasped the slim vibrator in her ass and pulled it out. Pushed it back in, then pulled it out again.

  Her silent lover fucked her screaming into nirvana.

  Pulsing, squeezing, and clasping, her pussy would have giggled if it could have, it was so thrilled. Pleasure seeped through her veins, along her nerve endings, and settled within her the glow of a contented well-satisfied woman.

  Breathing deeply, he tried to bring his lustful inclinations under control, but that was becoming more and more difficult to accomplish. How he stopped himself from taking his cock in hand and shoving it deeply inside the sexy Ms. Jena he would never know.

  Reverently, he removed the dildo from her pussy for the last time and enjoyed the sight of her honey seeping out and coating her inner thighs. He turned off and extricated the slim vibrator from her ass. After dropping a parting kiss on each cheek that was still painted red from his loving attentions, he silently promised to return to their side soon and on a much more personal level.

  Once he put the toys down, Spider pressed the lever that would lower the leather cuffed hands down in front of her. Moving back behind her, he held her hips firmly and helped move her legs out of their spread position. He unhooked the cuffs and dropped them to the floor.

  Rubbing and easing the strain her shoulders and arms had undergone, he snuggled up against her luscious body. His cock ached and pulsed dangerously as she wiggled against him. He enjoyed her silken skin rubbing against his and the purrlike sounds she was making, marking her a happy and satisfied woman.

  Looking into the mirrored wall before them, he knew he would never forget this moment. He also knew he would never be satisfied until his dick was forging new paths through her dripping, wet, tight cunt and she was screaming out his name for more.

  Resting his chin on her shoulder, he reached around her waist and cupped his hands to act as a shelf for her large, bejeweled breasts. No, he would not be content until she stood before him, looking into his eyes and knowingly presenting herself to him for their pleasure.

  Soon this sweet creature would be all his. Fuck-me heels and pierced nipples included but he would also have the mind and emotions that were so strong and just as enticing, he wanted the whole package.

  Giving her tits a little shake to start them jiggling, he sighed. Did he have the fortitude to allow her to walk away from him?

  Yes, for now. He stepped back, collected her skirt, and rang the bell that would send the elevator up for her to leave the club. Returning to her side, he wrapped her skirt back around his lover’s hips. Yes, she was his lover, even though she had no idea who he was.

  Spider watched as she blindly reached back behind his neck and moved his head down to hers for a kiss. With a wicked flick of her tongue, the kiss turned carnal. Her tongue twisted around his, tempting him to fuck her right then and there. She turned in his arms, hooked a leg high up on his hip, and speared her fingers through his hair, holding his head firmly in her grasp.

  Opening his eyes, he felt the need to watch her seduce him with her vibrant body. As she continued rubbing her soft jiggling breasts against his chest, his hands moved in to assist. Shoving the short skirt up he grasped her ass, helping her hips bump and grind against his cock. The sight of her thighs glistening with her honey almost broke his resolve but a ‘bing’ as the door opened signaled the elevator’s arrival brought it back.

  With a last squeeze of her ass, he slowly disengaged himself and helped get herself back to rights before leading her to the empty car. Once he had her settled, he stepped back for one more look at his sexy little lady when she opened her mouth to speak. He wanted no words that might break the spell of the erotic evening for either of them, so gently laid a finger across the plump lips.

  He wanted her to leave wanting more from him, remembering him, so stepping up close to Jena, he picked up her hand. Dropping a sweet kiss against her palm, he ran the little appendage down his ripped abs, below his opened waistband, inside his jeans and over his still hard cock.

  His little bird gasped upon finding him thicker than the dildo he had fucked her with. She squeezed harder, stroked his length, and then did something he should have expected but had not. Sinking to her knees, she looked up and said quietly, “Please let me suck your cock.”

  CHAPTER FOUR

  It was only Wednesday and Jena did not believe she could make it another day without a private visit with her silent lover.

  The morning after their first encounter, she had been pleasantly sore. It had been excruciatingly wonderful, and she had wallowed in the afterglow all day. Monday afternoon, she locked her office door and made a personal call to Bliss. For the first time ever, she asked if she could meet with the same person she had met on Saturday. She had also let it be known that if the gentleman agreed, she would be open to both genital penetration and leaving off the blindfold once she entered the room.

  Waiting for the return call began at that moment.

  It had been more than a few years since Jena had enjoyed the intimacy of a relationship. Like many strong, career-minded women, she had focused all her energies on ensuring its success, and only recently had she been made achingly aware of just how much she was missing out on. Bliss had been the perfect avenue for venting her passionate desires. However, the other night had left a mark on her and not just the one still very visible on her left breast. No, this mark went deeper; the overwhelming need pulsing through her veins was the stamp of a woman who has been spinning her wheels. Spider was another reason to take a lover. He had sensed blood last week and been after her ever since. She had been surprised when he had arrived at her front door on Sunday with Chinese takeaway and asked for a briefing on the charity event details.

  Too sated to sense any alarm in his presence, she let him inside. Later she was secretly flattered when he said he had brought dinner as a peace offering because he knew she had worked many long hours the past week on his behalf.

  The evening had been delightful. Spider had flirted outrageously, but nothing she could not handle and they had spoken mainly of work. Thank goodness the night at Bliss had accomplished her main goal. Her silent lover had been able to take the edge off her passionate needs leaving her better able to handle, even enjoy his humor and flirting.

  The tape scandal had yet to quiet down but the clamoring was less vociferous. Paparazzi often followed him but they always had. He was single, gorgeous, rich and a powerful man, after all. They had discussed her suggestion that he alter anything that was routine. He had agreed to change his car and where he stayed so he was less easy to follow. There had been only a few innocuous photos of him in the tabloids and they were harmless, so hopefully their strategy was working.

  Briefly, she had felt insulted when he had asked to see her gown for the ball, but then believed he was merely being considerate, nothing more. Shortly after that, he had left and she began to seriously contemplate her need for a more fulfilling personal life. If just him showing a polite interest in what she was going to wear, much like a lover would, was able to send her desires back to a begging for release level, then obviously she needed another visit to Bliss. Thoughts of how well her silent lover had handled her and wishing he would agree to see her again came flooding forward.

  Thursday came and still no word from Bliss. Frankly, she was desperately randy and afraid Spider was merely picking his moment before he pounced. Not helping her burgeoning “ripe for the picking” feeling was his constant presence in her life outside of the office.

  Dinner at the office, meetings, sharing a quick trip out to LA, they were all easy times spent comfortably together and he was still featuring in her fantasies, big time. They were also getting more intense. The more time she spent in his presence, the more he reminded her of her silent lover.

  In a desperate and last-ditch effort to gain a foothold on her raging libido, Jena threw herself into work. She hoped the pace as well as the daily challenges would prevent her time to spare any extra attention on Spider. Her best efforts proved sticky, however, as he was always there in her down time, what little she had after dealing with him on TS Properties time. There was quite a variety of mundane but oh so important details involved in public relations. It was much more than keeping the press focused on what she wanted them to pay attention to. For her, the diversity firmly held her attention and she thrived in the atmosphere created by buzz, unfortunately for her, at this moment, the buzz was Spider.

 

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