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HEAT IN THE NIGHT
HEAT IN THE NIGHT
A long EROTIC story....
Bondage Bay #12 might be the perfect way to show Hunter that she was vulnerable and open to a relationship with him. Not that she knew anything about bondage. She hoped she didn’t do anything to make herself look foolish.
He was most likely expecting her to appear in something silky and romantic tonight. And she would. She’d brought the perfect robe. But under the robe, romantic would be too tame a word to describe what she’d be wearing. She didn’t want a nice, neat affair with him. She wanted something hot and wild, and she wanted her outfit to reflect that.
A smile spread across her face at the thought of what Hunter’s reaction would be when he saw her. She didn’t know how she was going to keep her mind focused on work during the day. Especially if tonight turned out as she expected. Though she’d better not allow her expectations to soar too high, just in case.
She took a quick shower, looking forward to a more leisurely one later…with Hunter washing every inch of her sensitive skin. She dabbed on some lip-gloss and blush. Nothing more. Caked or smeared makeup later wouldn’t look very enticing. She slipped a long, red cover-up over her sexy, new underwear. The silk robe looked exceedingly good with her brown hair, brown eyes, and light complexion. She put on her glasses, so she wouldn’t trip over the furniture, and then fluffed her hair. “Okay, I’m ready.”
After one last check in the mirror, she stepped out the door. She could hardly believe that her fantasy of making love with Hunter was about to come true. Her gaze fell on a cart with food on top. Fruit chunks, slices of cheese, crackers, chocolate squares, and a bottle of white wine. That was fast service. Although, she’d probably taken a bit longer than she should have in the bathroom.
She snatched up a strawberry and popped it into her mouth. The drapes were closed, the lights had been dimmed, and music played in the background, low and sultry. Hunter had prepared the room so nicely.
A light snoring drew her attention to the sofa, where he lay sprawled. Sound asleep and still fully dressed. Momentary irritation hit when she realized he’d nodded off, but he looked so handsome and sexy that she couldn’t stay upset at him. His features had softened in his relaxed state, and his hair looked slightly mussed. Ronni’s heart melted.
She knelt beside him. “Hunter?” she whispered. He couldn’t sleep like this. The sofa was too small for him. Come morning, he’d be too stiff to walk.
“Come to bed.” She shivered at the provocative sound of her words.
“Yes, Ronni,” he muttered, but didn’t move.
The fact that, even in sleep, he knew she was the one with him warmed her heart. She stroked his brow and kissed him lightly on the lips.
He stirred and wrapped his arms around her. “Mmm. Strawberry.”
“Good guess.” Sensitive to taste–she liked that, an oral man. Her lips lingered on his a moment, enjoying the feel of his mouth against hers. She maneuvered out of his embrace and stood up, giving him room to rise. He was probably exhausted from a long week at the office. She had looked forward to them making love tonight, but she didn’t want him to fall asleep right in the middle of things. That would be a let down.
Hunter stretched and opened his eyes. A slow, sexy smile spread across his face. “Hey, beautiful.”
Ronni’s heart tumbled in her chest. It had been a long time since a man called her beautiful. And Hunter seemed to mean it, as opposed to simply feeding her a line. Tonight was, after all, a sure thing for him. He didn’t need to give false compliments.
“Sorry for drifting off.”
“That’s all right. Let’s not worry about tonight, Hunter.” Her disappointment grew with each word. “We can get a good night’s rest, so we’re sharp for the meetings tomorrow.” Not that she’d sleep a wink with Hunter next to her in the bed. She needed him inside her.
He stood up, a serious expression on his face. “Forget it, Ronni. I’m ready to go.” He paused, and his voice softened. “Unless you’re too tired?”
“Me? No. No, I’m fine.” In fact, she felt like ripping off his clothes to see what kind of body was under those suits he always wore. She knew from his muscular frame that he’d look fantastic naked, but she wanted to see for herself…now.
His eyes filled with desire. “Come here.”
Ronni slowly shook her head. She smiled and crooked her finger. “You come to me.”
Hunter laughed. He stepped forward and swept her into his arms.
She squealed and laughed.
He kissed her cheek, lingered on the side of her mouth, and finally covered her lips with his.
When coaxed, she sighed and opened her mouth to him.
Hunter plunged his tongue inside.
Slipping one arm around his back, she clung to him, needing to get closer. She wanted everything he had to give. When their tongues touched, her whole body trembled. She craved the feel of his tongue on her breasts, between her legs, making her crazy with desire.
His palm slid underneath her hair. He angled her head, exploring her mouth thoroughly. She imagined him exploring her pussy the same. She touched his neck, fingering the soft strands along his nape.
She loved the taste of him, the way he took control.
Suddenly, he pulled away and stepped back. “Drop the robe, Ronni.” He practically growled the order.
She’d never known a man so sexy and commanding, who wasn’t also a jerk. Hunter excited her more than she ever could have imagined–both physically and emotionally. She didn’t shake her head this time, willing to follow wherever he would lead her. She pulled open the robe’s tie, slipped the silk from her shoulders, and let it pool at her feet.
* * * * *
Hunter’s dick jerked and hardened. The rest of him froze.
Ronni’s hair hung over her creamy shoulders. The black and red silk bra she wore barely contained her breasts. The matching, high-cut thong accentuated her legs, making her look sexier than he’d expected. The black glasses added to the erotic mix. She looked like some naughty schoolteacher out to seduce the principal. The x-rated thought made his dick grow harder than stone.
“Turn around,” he croaked out, needing to see the ass he’d been fantasizing about for far too long.
She turned, and to his surprise, bent forward and rested her palms against the doors on the armoire. Her position caused her butt to thrust back toward him, and he couldn’t stop the groan that rumbled up from his throat. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled.
The little seductress…
Ronni was obviously far from the conservative woman she projected at the office, otherwise she wouldn’t be offering up her ass like some sexual sacrifice. And that suited him just fine. He approached her from behind, his heart hammering. He settled one palm on a bare ass cheek and felt her tremble in excitement. His fingers curled against her soft flesh. “You’re perfect, Ronni,” he whispered close to her ear. He pressed against her, letting her feel his cock.
She hung her head. A barely audible moan escaped her lips, but he heard it. He toed off his shoes, then peeled off his jacket and let it glide to the floor. “Don’t move.” He flicked the closure on her bra, and it popped open.
A quick tug loosened his necktie. He wrapped an arm around her waist and a hand around her arm, then pulled her up against him, back to chest and butt to groin. He held her like that, loving the feel of her body against his. Her skin was soft and warm, and she smelled like peaches. His lips brushed her shoulder. “Put your wrists together in front of you. I’m going to bind you.”
She stiffened. “Um, bind me? I’ve never–Hunter, I don’t know.”
He stripped the bra from her body. No matter her words, he heard the curious interest in her voice. “Bondage Bay, Ronni. We’re going to experience it as intended.” He understood her apprehension about giving him total control, but that also added to the excitement. “It’ll be all right. I promise.”
She relaxed against him and tentatively held her wrists at chest level. “Okay.” She turned slightly, looking him in the eyes. “Bind me.”
Hunter’s heart pounded. He took the tie and wrapped it around her wrists, securing them together, not too tight, but enough to restrain her. Even though the chest in front of them had numerous bindings, using his tie made it more erotic. He cupped her bare breasts and tweaked her nipples.
He loved the feel of her tits, so full and soft. Her fleshy nipples would make a delicious suck. He intended to pay them proper attention soon. “Put your hands back against the cabinet like before, Ms. Strickland.”
She visibly gulped. “Yes…Mr. Dunlap.”
Perfect. Control. In the bedroom or in the boardroom, he got off on it. His fingers slid slowly down her body, and he held her around the waist as she leaned forward and braced herself on the cabinet. “Good.” He rubbed his pelvis against her ass.
She pushed back against him.
“Yeah, you want it. Don’t you?”
“Yes, Hunter. Please.” Her voice was soft, and a little shaky.
He began to unbutton his shirt. “Do you want me to do something nice or something nasty to you, Ronni?”
A smile tugged at his lips. He pulled the shirt off his shoulders and dropped it to the rug. His hands tangled in her hair. The long strands softly caressed his fingers. “What do you want?”
“I want you inside me.”
“That’s not very nasty, Ronni. Be explicit. This isn’t the place to hold back.” His voice hardened. “I want to hear you say what you need. Beg for it.”
His hand tightened in her hair. “Say it!”
“Fuck me, dammit!”
That’s what he’d wanted to hear. Nothing could stop him now. He stepped back and ripped the scrap of underwear from between her legs.
She inhaled sharply.
He reached between her thighs from behind, and stabbed one, then two, fingers into her pussy, making sure she was wet and ready for him.
She was more than wet. She was soaked. He finger-fucked her, until she whimpered and squirmed in need. He pulled out and sucked her juices from his fingers, getting every drop. “Delicious, Ronni. Let’s see how you handle my dick up your pussy.”
The need in her voice spurred him on. He didn’t bother taking off his pants. He simply unzipped and released his dick. “Here it comes.” , he positioned himself and pushed slowly into her pussy, one thick inch at a time.
Hope you enjoyed this fire of passion....
passionately and sensuous, shortblond69
10/8/2005 9:48 pm
Ahhh Bondage....it goes so well with sensual massage, the two together can provide hours of entertainment.|
10/9/2005 8:15 pm
Apologizes Shortblond, my intent was to simply make a statement on a well written very erotic story (actually two stories). I really didn't mean to make any implications however looking back on it I can see where I might have.|
10/10/2005 7:22 pm
What we have here is an orgy of apologizes (which is about as close to an orgy as I'm going to get in the foreseeable future) But I was right.......It's a good story LOL|