She could tell by his groans when he was getting near. Then his body tensed, he thrust hard one last time and semen exploded in her mouth. Thick and hot it slid down her throat as fast as she could swallow. When his cock flexed for the last time, his grip on her head relaxed. She opened her mouth, and his shaft slid free.
“Very good.” He sounded ravaged, spent. “Better than that. Damn good.” He slapped her still stringing ass. “Now it’s your turn.”
She heard him moving around again, but he didn’t release any of the restraints or undo the blindfold. The next thing she felt was his fingers at the tiny pucker of her asshole, rubbing cool gel onto and into it. Two fingers plunged inside her, massaging the gel into her hot dark tissues.
In a moment, she felt the pressure of a butt plug stretching her as he slowly forced it inside. More, more, more, filling her until…
There. It was in. Shivers raced through her and her pussy quivered.
“Next time I put this in your fine little ass,” he told her, “I’m going to fuck you, fill both holes. Fill you up so much you’ll feel it in every nerve ending.”
Yes, yes, yes, yes. Oh, please.
“But for tonight, a little something else.” His hands moved between her thighs, and something cold clamped onto her clit. “You’ll get to come, sugar, but I have to leave you wanting more.”
Whatever was on her clit suddenly began to vibrate, waves of sensation pulsing through her. She was already so horny, had held herself back for so long, that it took only seconds before she convulsed, the waves of a powerful orgasm gripping her.
The walls of her pussy spasmed, hungry for something to grip. Her entire body shuddered as wave after wave of erotic pleasure swept through her. The restraints only enhanced the power of the climax, her body shaking with the force of it. It went on and on, the little vibrator strumming her clit, the plug wedged tight in her ass, and Alex’s fingers at her cunt, holding it open so he could watch every flutter and tremble.
Finally, she dropped her head to her forearms, her body covered with perspiration, chest heaving, heart thundering in her chest. She felt Alex’s fingers inside her, rubbing and sliding, coaxing the last of the aftershocks from her.
Then the vibrator stopped, the plug was removed from her ass and the restraints released. Then the clamps. He gently rubbed her nipples as the first pain of release stabbed at her. The blindfold was last, just before he lifted and turned her and stretched her out full length on the bench. Kneeling beside her, he massaged her arms and legs, easing the soreness in the muscles from being so long in one position.
“You’re an excellent sub, Elizabeth.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Next time no panties or bra.”
No lingerie? Naked beneath her clothes? “But—”
“But you don’t argue with your Sir.”
She lowered her eyes. “No, Sir.”
He bent his head and took her mouth, lightly at first then thrusting a marauding tongue inside. And she realized this was the first time tonight they had kissed. He took a long time at it, too, sliding his tongue inside her mouth and tasting every inch of the slick surface. Then he moved his mouth to her tortured nipples, lightly sucking each one and licking with his tongue to soothe them.
She turned her head to rake her eyes over his naked body.
“Would you…Could I ask you to stand up, please? Sir.”
He smiled and rose to his full height. His cock, though spent, was still a powerful sight resting against his pubic curls. His sac hung heavily against his muscular thighs. She looked up and took in the hard wall of his chest and the dark hair covering it. She reached out a hand, then quickly pulled it back, remembering his instructions.
He smiled. “It’s all right, Elizabeth. Touch me. Go ahead.”
He was firm and warm, the power radiating from him almost palpable. She touched everything she could reach before letting her arm fall limply to her side.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
When he lifted her into his arms, she felt completely limp. Depleted. And happier and more satisfied than she’d been in ages. She looped her arms around Alex’s neck and rested her head against his shoulder.
His laugh rumbled in his chest. “How lucky am I that you chose tonight to come to Rawhide?”
He lowered his mouth to hers, touching her lips lightly before increasing the pressure. His tongue licked the seam then slipped inside and turned the kiss into a full blown assault on her mouth. His taste was as sinful as dark chocolate and just as rich. Addictive, even. His tongue melted against her like a rich confection, and she wondered if she could come just from kissing him.
When she was completely breathless, he lifted his head and smiled at her. “Are you together enough to drive home or shall I take you?”
That jolted her. “Oh, lord, no. That’s all my crew would need to see.”
He frowned. “Liz, you’re a woman. And a hell of a one at that. Surely the people who work for you don’t expect you to live like a nun.”
“You don’t understand.” She shifted in his arms, and he lowered her to her feet. “They’re all just looking for one tiny sign of weakness from me. The only place I can be me is here. I can give up control completely.”
“That’s a hell of a way to live.”
“Trust me. It’s the only way.” She smiled at him. “May I dress, Sir?”
“Of course.” He cupped her cheeks and kissed her, licking the seam of her lips. “But I want to see you again. Are you good with that?”
“As long as we keep everything here at Rawhide.”
He frowned. “What if I want to take you out to dinner? Or for a drink?”
She shook her head, pulling on her clothes and straightening them. “No. Please. Don’t push me.”
I can’t do that again. I can’t.
He sighed. “Fine. Okay. At least for now. Today is Wednesday. Meet me here Friday night.” When she opened her mouth to protest, he held up his hand. “Remember, in this room my word is still law. Friday night, Elizabeth. Don’t disappoint me.”
For a moment, she was tempted to try protesting again. Then she realized she really wanted to see him again. She wanted another night like tonight and she wanted it with Alex Wright.
“All right. Will nine o’clock be all right?”
He grinned. “Nine will be more than satisfactory. And no playing with toys at home. I want you hot and wet and hungry for me.”
Oh, lordy. Watch yourself, Liz. Quicksand ahead.
Chapter Four
For forty eight hours, Liz argued and debated with herself, immersing herself in work so vigorously that Scotty actually stopped her Friday at noon.
“Take a break, boss. I don’t know what devil’s riding you, but you’re driving yourself into the ground and us crazy.”
She jerked her arm out of his grip and went back to brushing the horse she’d just been working. “Maybe y’all just can’t keep up with me,” she ground out.
“Uh-uh. Stop what you’re doing and look at me. Come on, Liz. Just for a minute.”
She sighed, dropped the hand with the brush and leaned against the tethered horse. “What?”
“First of all, I know you won’t agree with me, but I’m as much your friend as your employee. If you’d let me be.”
She snorted. “Yeah, right. My best bud.”
“I said look at me. Please.”
She turned her face and saw such an expression of concern on his face she wanted to cry. Who would have thought Scotty or any of the others would care one whit about her?
“Good. Now.” He blew out a breath. “What’s got your tail in a twist? You worked fourteen hours yesterday, and you’ve been out here since six this morning. If there’s a problem, I’d like to help with it.”