Page 55 of A Touch of Iron
I remained quiet, waiting for his touch.I needed him, wanted him. He had ruined me for anyone else. He gently closed the piano lid and crooked his finger for me to stand. I immediately obeyed, standing from the bench and lifting my arms to remove my tunic. The instant the fabric fell to the floor, he swiftly lifted me and laid me on top of the piano. His eyes trailed every inch of my tan skin as he leaned down to kiss and lick my erect nipple. His other hand rubbed and lightly pinched my nipple and pops of white light bounced behind my closed lids.
“Open your eyes, butterfly.”
I did,just as heat zinged into my sensitive nubs and Iscreamed from the combination of pain and pleasure he’d perfected. “Alec!” I moaned.
“One.”
One what?I was lost in the haze of his touch and unfurling desire for him. He kissed my lips softly and I whimpered, wanting more.
He made a big production of slowly loosening my trousers and tugging them down my firm thighs. He tossed them to the floor to join my tunic, leaving me clad only in panties. I rose on my elbows and watched his eyes lock onto the lace covering the apex between my thighs.
Leaning in, he inhaled my desire and kissed and licked my inner thighs while his hand feathered over my panties. He pressed between my folds with his thumb, rubbing circles over my sensitive nub and teasing me relentlessly as I whimpered and turned into a wanton mess.
“Please!” I begged him to make me cum. I was so close, but the barrier of my panties felt more like a giant brick wall. All I wanted was the feel of his skin on me—in me.
“Mmm. I do love it when you beg, Vi.”
He gripped the panties and tore them off my body, then ignited them into ashes and smoke. “From now on, when you're in my room, you will never wear these offending contraptions again. Understand?”
Desperate with need, I nodded eagerly, willing to agree to anything he said.
“Alec …” I whimpered, bringing my hand between my thighs, ready to finish myself off.
“Nuh-uh. You don't touch what’s mine,” he growled. His possessiveness had my brain misfiring with red-hot yearning. Yanking my ankle, he placed my knees over his shoulders and met my eyes. “That's two, by the way.” Then he dove and feasted on me.
“Oh my God!” I moaned. My brain turned into mush as he sucked on my clit, inserting two fingers deep into my core and pumping rapidly. My leg tensed, sliding off his shoulders just as the first wave of my impending orgasm teased at the precipice.“Oh! I'm so close.”
Just then, his fingers warmed with delicious heat as he nibbled on my clit and I screamed, “Alec!” accompanied by several piano keys when my foot slammed onto them.
“Three. Up we go!” He smiled wickedly and I chuckled, finally realizing what the counting was about—every time I called out his name.
“I promised you my bed, and I always keep my promises, Vi.”
He carried me bridal style, and my heart pounded against my chest because I could definitelyget used to this. He walked across the room behind a screen that concealed his bed. While the rest of the walls were gray, here the wall was solid black, the perfect backdrop to a huge black canopy bed with matching satin sheets.
Alec laid me gently on top and opened a drawer on his nightstand, removing a silk scarf. “I want you to focus only on your pleasure as I devour your body. I want to please your body just as much as I want to own your heart. Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” I said without a single doubt, knowing it to be true.
“Good.”
He placed the silk scarf over my eyes and tied it behind my head. There was a moment of blind uncertainty while I heard the soft whispers of his clothes falling to the floor. Then his mouth crashed onto mine and he laid his nude body between my legs, sliding his cock over my already sensitive clit, capturing my moans into his mouth. He placed his hands over my ears, stealing my sight and hearing as he pulled my mind into complete sensory deprivation.
My muffled moans turned into vibrations. I breathed deeper and faster, focusing on the thumping in my chest while the friction of our heated skin increased, a living flame that intensified the heightened sensitivity. I hissed when his teeth grazed my skin with small bites just hard enough to send a rush of goosebumps across my body, but immediately soothing the sting by blowing cool air from his lips. Faster and faster, his hardness rubbed against my clit, and I felt another orgasm building as I focused on the mounting pressure.
“Alec!” I gasped when I neared the precipice, digging my nails into his shoulders. I screamed as he plunged into my core, squeezing tightly around his cock when his assault sent me unraveling in his arms. He bit my shoulder again, that bit of pain making me fall apart in the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced.
“Oh. My. God,” I panted, white spots flaring in the darkness behind the blindfold. I jerked slightly when he kissed my lips, still lost to deprivation of my senses. He started so softly at first, I swore I could feel every ounce of his feelings for me. Just then, he nibbled on my bottom lip and plunged into a deeper, passionate kiss.
I was completely unprepared when he removed his hands from my ears and a rush of sounds bombarded my mind. Everything was louder, from the crackling fireplace to the gusting wind outside the balcony doors. His hands roamed my body, tweaking my nipples and rolling his fingers on my overly sensitive clit.
Alec made me feel it all.
“Turn onto your stomach,” he ordered. Moving like a newborn doe with muscles that felt more like jelly, a new rush of excitement propelled me forward. “Keep your legs open, raise your hands above your head, and hold onto the edge of the mattress.”
I followed his instructions without complaint. Like before, I listened and tried to decipher what he would do next. Suddenly, the bed dipped and Alec started to tease me all over again. He alternated between kissing, licking, and biting my shoulders, neck, and back, while I grew wetter with each passing second.
“Please,” I begged. I wanted to release my last thread of control because I knew he’d take care of me. I felt the bed move and abruptly he was gone, leaving me bereft and desperate for his touch. “Alec …?”
