Hot Couture

An eBook By Tilly Greene.

"Oh, baby girl, you look so sexy. Give me your safe word. Let me hear you say the word so I know you remember it."

"I won't need it." "Humor me." "It's frost, but I won't need it." "Promise me you'll use it if you're scared or hurt by anything we—" "Stop! Come here and love me." Rick sat beside her on the bed. His cock pulsed with need to bury itself inside her tight grasp. Leaning over, he pressed his lips against hers, testing the resiliency of her soft plump folds. Mimi St. John meant the world to him. When he hadn't been looking, he'd found the one woman who completed him. He'd do anything in his power to make sure her life was peaceful, full of love and joy, and at his side.

It was only a year ago when he'd walked into a gallery for an opening and, with one look, his entire world turned upside down and inside out. He'd been left uncomfortably open and vulnerable before her and yet didn't question the discovery.

Instead, he went with the flow of unimagined power and the woman who brought this side of him to the surface. Taking her bottom lip between his teeth, he looked into her green eyes and tugged. "Do you remember the night we met?" "Of course. I was attending the opening for an up-andcoming artist who the critics unbelievable talent, ability, and everything they said and more. Her carved stone appeared so fluid-like and was fascinating, but then my head was turned. You were too handsome and so sure of yourself. Walking up and introducing yourself in your deep sexy voice, then offering me a glass of champagne drew my attention away from your other flaws. No doubt from the minute you saw me you'd quickly determined I'd be an easy catch for a stud like you, and I was. Now will you fuck me?"

"Hmmm, so demanding and eager. You know how much I love that about you. So much so, I'll ignore the flaws bit." He could tell she was anxious for what was coming her way. Her body fairly vibrated with need and had already ramped up until it seemed as if she was seconds away from shaking out of her skin. There was no rush this evening, he wanted to enjoy every inch of her body. "How about if I beg? Will you take me then?" "Absolutely, just not yet." "Ohhh!" Her groan was riddled with sexual frustration and, he was sure, intended to make him aware of her rising needs. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched as she tugged on the leather cuffs holding her hands securely above her head. It was a beautiful movement, or lack of one, which tugged on the lines holding his heart and soul securely to his desire.

There was no way he'd ever harm a woman, particularly this one. Pain wasn't something he enjoyed giving or receiving, especially during pleasurable activities were touting had finesse. She was and Mimi was the same. He knew he'd not be able keep either one of them from fulfillment for long, but he did enjoy pushing her passion to the limits. Rick knew if everything went how he expected it to, then by the end of the night, he'd be greatly rewarded for his steely resolve.

"So smooth, delicate, ladylike, and yet still a feisty fuck."

He traced a fingertip over her collarbone and down along the soft tempting flesh between her large breasts, then slowly skated over the swell not covered by the small see-through black blouse. The sheer top buttoned up the front, and the pearly disks were popping free of their holes with each breath she took. Looking away from his fingers, he found her large pink nipples were hard as rocks. The pointed tips poked through the thin fabric and were far too tempting for him to pass by.

Shifting a little bit, rested a hand on her bare belly, placed his open mouth around one covered pink circle and suckled. "Uhhh!" Her gasp of unadulterated bliss thrilled him. Rick moved his mouth to the other breast and nibbled on the tender flesh while his fingers traced the gentle swell of her belly and the center indentation. After circling the dimple, his hand moved on to slip beneath the loose waistband of low riding silk shorts. "Yes, yes, please, lower." Using his teeth to release the remaining buttons of her top, his fingertips teased the soft hair that covered her mound. He knew the silken strands were blonde, just like the short wavy locks wildly tossed around her flushed face. Tugging gently on her lower curls brought a long and lusty moan. His free hand moved the two sides of her blouse apart and bared her breasts. They were real, simply stunning, and made his dick harder...

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