Dark Desire Page 10

  Ace chuckled. “You are learning. Good girl.”

  Something touched her cheek, a light brush of something as soft as butterfly wings. “What’s that?” Realizing her mistake, she immediately snapped her mouth shut. The object moved to her lips and brushed over them.

  Ace tapped her lips with it. “Open.”

  Not knowing what to expect, Hope parted her lips, her mind whirling as the need inside her leveled out and remained steady.

  “Suck it.”

  Oh, God, what would it be like if he said that to her with his cock touching her lips?

  Hope obediently closed her lips over the small, flat object and began sucking, her stomach muscles tightening as she pushed against the bonds at her knees to lift herself in offering. Using her tongue, she explored the flexible piece that felt about the size of a silver dollar and tasted faintly of leather.

  “It’s a small whip.” He drew the end out of her mouth and brought it down sharply on her nipple.

  Her cry surprised even her, the desperation in it evident as the sting from her nipple went all the way to her core. Unable to see him, she whimpered, unprepared when the small piece of leather came down between the cheeks of her ass.

  “It’s also good for a tight little bottom hole.”

  Hope squirmed, the sting reawakening every nerve ending in her bottom and making her crave his attention there.

  “You’re a smart girl. I’ll bet you can figure out another good place for this to be used.”

  Her clit throbbed harder just thinking about it. Already kept on the verge of orgasm for so long, she knew she wouldn’t be able to take it. “Please no. Ahh! Oh God!”

  The sting on her clit was like nothing she could imagine. It hurt even worse than when he’d used his hand, but the erotic tingling that followed was worth it. Her entire body sizzled, the tingles radiating from it hot and sharp. Her body tightened, her screams filling the room as she fought the restraints. Bucking on the sheets, she cried out repeatedly as a series of small orgasms shot through her, one right after the other. Straining against her bonds, she moaned helplessly as he stroked her clit, too lightly to make her go over completely, but that kept those amazing tingles racing through her.

  He doled out her orgasm in small spurts when it suited him without giving her the relief she craved.

  Hope never would have believed he could have that kind of control over her body. It unsettled her to realize what he’d told her about the bond between a Dom and a sub was true. Every touch of his hand, every sound he made, every nuance of his mood seemed magnified and became the focus of her attention. Everything else faded into the background. She’d never before even imagined such a close connection could exist and knew that, over time, it would grow even stronger.

  She wanted that with him and would do anything to get it.

  The way his hands moved over her body now had her struggling against her bonds to get closer. “You know of course, that your ass must be stretched. In case you haven’t figured it out yet, baby, I’m definitely an ass man, and yours has to be the most luscious I’ve ever seen. I want to fuck your virgin ass more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.”

  Hope’s bottom tingled with renewed vigor, her imagination on overdrive. “Yes. Take me. Stretch me. Fuck me. I’ll give you whatever you want. I’ll do anything you want.”

  The bed shifted as Ace leaned over her, cradling her head in his hands as he kissed her long and deep, his kiss somehow both exploring and possessive. When he lifted his head, she could feel his intense stare as he remained above her. “Yes, baby. I believe you would. For a while.”

  Something in his tone alerted her to a deeper meaning, but she couldn’t concentrate enough to figure it out. Arching as much as she could, she cried out, moaning in desperation as his lips travelled down the center of her body, detouring often enough to bring tears of frustration to her eyes.

  The bed dipped as he knelt between her thighs once again. “You like the idea of having your ass stretched, don’t you, baby?” When he ran the small whip over her inner thighs, Hope whimpered, her blindfold damp with her tears. “But tonight I’m going to take care of this pussy.” He slid a thick finger through her juices and into her and began stroking.

  Hope groaned, bucking wildly at the restraints. “Damn you, fuck me.”

  Ace’s chuckle accompanied a sharp tap to her clit with the whip. “You’re so impatient, baby. I’m still exploring.”

  Hope screamed, the sting on her sensitive clit bringing more pleasure than pain. Her clit felt swollen to ten times its normal size and seemed to have a heartbeat of its own. Right on the edge of orgasm, she frantically pulled at the bonds holding her wrists. If she could just get one hand free she could touch herself and end this endless torment. Her cries of desperation filled the room, becoming louder as Ace curled his finger inside her and tapped her clit with the whip again.

  Her legs shook. Her toes curled, her entire body stretching like a rubber band on the verge of breaking. The whip touched her clit again, brushing back and forth. She whimpered and rocked against it, needing any kind of touch Ace would give her.

  “You are so beautiful, baby. I want to see your eyes.” The bed shifted as he leaned over her again to remove the blindfold.

  Opening her eyes, she breathed in his scent, rubbing her cheek against his jaw in the need to touch him.

  He seemed to understand her need and wrapped his arms around her, his lips moving over her face, before he lifted his head to stare down at her. “You have to be the most naturally submissive woman I’ve ever met, and by far the most responsive.” Bending, he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked. Hard. His lips curved at her reaction, easily holding her when she bucked against him in an effort to get closer. “Hard to believe I can elicit those sounds from such a smart mouth.”

  The look in his eyes stole her breath.

  Hot. Possessive. Indulgent. Loving.

  She’d do anything he wanted if only he’d look at her that way again. She’d gladly give him everything. “Ace, I need you.”

  Searching her face, he leaned to the side and ran a hand down her center to her slit. Carefully avoiding her clit, he separated her folds. After several long seconds, he nodded. “Yes, baby. Tonight I think we need each other.”

  He stroked her clit, his touch barely a whisper, but all she needed to have her crying out and writhing again. With a smile, he removed his hand and stood, his eyes raking her body as he reached for the fastening of his jeans.

  Hope stilled, not wanting to miss anything, her entire body quivering as she teetered on the edge of orgasm. Her eyes widened as he lowered his jeans and tossed them aside. Holy hell. She couldn’t believe the length and thickness of his cock as it rose toward his stomach. His thighs, roped with muscle, bunched and flexed as he moved to the nightstand and were a perfect frame for such a masterpiece.

  She watched in fascination as he donned a condom, his eyes holding hers as he rolled it on. She couldn’t stay still, her hips rocking in anticipation of his possession.

  Ace moved to stand at the foot of the bed and picked up the whip, his smile pure evil as he watched her frantic writhing. “But we’re not done yet, are we? Didn’t you make another demand? With your pussy waxed, your slit is more sensitive. I’d be careful if I were you about how many strikes to your clit you earn.”

  Hope groaned as more of her juices flowed from her. Her clit tingled in anticipation. Who would have ever thought she’d not only tolerate but would invite such a thing?

  “Yes! Do it!” She couldn’t stop struggling against her bonds, the firm hold of them exciting her even more. When another lash landed, she screamed, struggling harder. Not hard enough to really hurt, the strike to her clit stung just enough to render her senseless. The ensuing heat and sharp tingles teased her into thinking she would orgasm, but only drew her closer and closer to the edge.

  To a place where nothing existed for her except Ace.

  The heat in his eyes as h
e watched her struggle, the dark intent in them as they raked over her body caressed her like a hot breath blowing over her. He fisted his cock and stroked once, twice, before crawling gracefully onto the bed, his movements like those of a stalking panther. He settled himself between her thighs again, his hot hands sliding under her bottom as his thumbs separated her folds.

  “Wide open and all mine.”

  Hope shuddered as the head of his cock pressed against her slick opening. “All yours. Forever.”

  Ace leaned over her, his cock sinking into her, stretching her magnificently, inch by incredible inch. “At least for tonight you are, and I’m taking what’s mine.”

  Struggling to accept him, her inner flesh quivered, milking him as he entered her. It struck her that spread like this, she had no way of slowing his thrusts, a fact that only excited her more. Gripping him with her pussy, she cried out breathlessly, her voice nearly hoarse now as his thick cock caressed her intimately. It suddenly became too much, the tingles combining to become one great wave of pleasure that washed over her, tumbling her into what felt like an electrical storm.

  She screamed pitifully, her tortured whimpers blending with Ace’s croons of approval. Her vision blurred, her entire body swept away by the enormity of the pleasure that raced through her.

  Ace continued to thrust into her, going a little deeper with each thrust until he filled her completely.

  Hope came down slowly, registering the fact that his sack touched her bottom. Amazed, she stared up at him. “You’re inside me. You’re all the way inside me.”

  Ace chuckled, his voice even deeper and more intimate. “Yes, baby. Snug as a hand in a glove.”

  Wishing she could wrap her arms and legs around him, she gasped as Ace began stroking again. His firm, deep thrusts left her in no doubt of who was in charge, and to her intense surprise, her desire quickly built again. “Ace, I can’t come again. I never do.”

  Ace smiled and slid a hand between their bodies, pressing a callused finger to her clit. “You will this time.”

  Hope shook her head, rocking her hips as, to her amazement, her body began to gather again, her clit so sensitive that it almost hurt. “I can’t. I—Oh God!”

  Ace fucked her faster now as his thumb found its target. Digging at a spot inside her, he slowly caressed her clit, making the hot tingling there nearly unbearable.

  Within seconds, seconds, she screamed again, her voice now almost gone. Her body tightened, pleasure and pain combining into something so totally foreign it alarmed her. Her body bucked as though trying to throw him off, to escape the almost unbearable bliss.

  Ace pumped deeply, his face a hard mask as he sought his own release, her body quivering all around him.

  Still trembling from her own release, she stared wide-eyed as he threw his head back, his eyes squeezed closed as he thrust deep and held himself there, his cock pulsing inside her.

  Burying his face in her throat, he reached down and unfastened the restraints on her legs, allowing them to close around his hips. Lifting himself slightly from her, he covered her mouth with his own while releasing her wrists from their bonds. He massaged her stiff arms before rolling with her, his cock still buried deep.

  Hope lay on his massive chest, purring like a cat as he rubbed her back and shoulders, working his way down to her bottom and thighs.

  “I’m going to bathe you. I want to make sure all of the ginger is gone, and I want to massage your sore muscles. You’re not used to being tied up.”

  Hope groaned. “No. I’m not moving. I’m staying here on top of you for the rest of my life.” Turning her face, she kissed his gorgeous chest. “I never knew it could be like that. You completely controlled everything. All I could do was lie there and take whatever you did to me.” When he stiffened, she hurriedly looked up. “I loved it. If you would have told me that I could become so aroused by getting my pussy whipped, I would have thought you were crazy.”

  Ace’s lips curved as he ran a hand over her hair. “It’s not always like that. Some people like the whip harder, so hard it cuts.”

  Hope winced. “Ouch.” She looked up at him through her lashes. “Is that something you want to do to me?”

  Shaking his head, Ace reached under her, repositioning her so he could stroke a nipple and smiling when she moaned. “No. I have no desire to see you bleed. I wanted to show you tonight that sometimes pain can bring more pleasure than you could imagine.” He tugged her nipple. “I also wanted to experiment with you a little. Your reaction last night intrigued me. I didn’t think you’d take being tied up so well, nor did I think you’d like the whip on your clit. But I was curious.” Sighing, he dropped his head to the pillow. “I really thought it would be too much for you.”

  “What would you have done if I didn’t like it? Wait!” She pushed against his chest to sit up. “You wanted me to use my safeword so you’d have an excuse to end this.”

  Pinching her nipple, Ace sat up and kissed her forehead. “A lot of good that did me.” He ignored her grumbling as he carried her into the bathroom. Once there, he set her on her feet and began filling the tub, surprising her by adding bath salts he had sitting in a jar on the edge.

  Recognizing them as being from Indulgences, she tried to tamp down her jealousy.

  Ace removed the condom and cleaned up, apparently at ease with her. “I can read that look. It’s vanilla. I got it from Kelly this afternoon. For you. Get in the tub.”

  By the time Ace bathed her and dried her thoroughly, Hope trembled with need again but had become so lethargic she could hardly stand. Her bones felt like jelly, and she couldn’t stop trembling as he soaped, rinsed, and toweled every inch of her between long, drugging kisses and playful and not-so-playful caresses, all while holding her securely and adjusting her body as he wished.

  “What have you done to me? I think I melted.” Slumped against him, she wrapped her arms around his waist, snuggling into the towel he wrapped around her and, rubbing her belly against his cock. Her head dropped onto his shoulder when he lifted her against his chest, too heavy for her to pick up again.

  Ace bent his head to kiss her forehead, his smile indulgent as he carried her back into his bedroom. “You’re melting all over me.”

  Hope pouted, loving the fact that he seemed more relaxed than she’d ever seen him. “I didn’t make you melt, though.”

  Ace chuckled. “I melt enough around you. Besides, you’d walk all over me if I showed any sign of weakness.”

  Snuggling against him, Hope yawned. “I want to take care of you, too.”

  His chuckle made her smile. “You took care of my needs tonight just fine.” He laid her gently on the bed and pulled the quilt over her before turning away and heading back toward the bathroom.

  Lying in his bed, she forced her eyes open, not about to miss the sight of Ace’s naked butt.

  It proved to be well worth the effort.

  Tight and muscular, it had to be the finest ass she’d ever seen. Propping her head on her hand, she watched as he walked out of the room, vowing to herself to take a bite of it the first chance she got.

  When he came back, he tossed her clothes on the bed, blowing a kiss at her before heading for the bathroom.

  “Sheriff, nice ass.”

  Ace turned his head and winked, his steps never faltering. “You, too, brat. Stay warm. I’ll help you dress when I get back. We’ll get something to eat before I take you home.”

  She smiled even as her stomach knotted with misery. “I’m not really hungry. I think I’d rather just go home and go to bed. I’ve got some plans for tomorrow morning.” Hope kept her smile in place, not letting it fall until Ace closed the bathroom door behind him. Tonight she’d felt closer to him than ever before, but apparently he didn’t feel the same. She’d hoped he’d changed his mind and wanted her to spend the night in his bed.

  He’d already warned her that he never let anyone stay over, but she hadn’t believed him.

  Sheriff Tyler appeared to
be a man of his word.

  Throwing back the covers, she got out of bed and got dressed, not about to wait for him to throw her out. She waited for the shower to start before getting dressed, pulling the warm sweat suit on to cover her rapidly cooling body. Listening to the sound of the shower running, she tried not to imagine how Ace’s body looked wet and soapy as she walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa to put on her shoes. She wished she had the right to go in there and join him and see for herself.

  With a heavy heart, she went to the window and pushed the curtain aside. The only light came from the front porch. The moon, a mere sliver in the night sky, hid behind clouds, only appearing briefly before disappearing again. It reminded her of how Charity hid her own light from the rest of the world.

  And how Ace hid his own desires. Even someone with as little experience as she had could see that he held back.

  Hearing the shower stop, Hope turned away from the window, a slow smile spreading over her face as she planned her next move.

  If she had her way, it wouldn’t be long before she satisfied every single one of the sheriff’s dark desires.

  Chapter Nine

  The little brat was doing her very best to drive him out of his mind.

  She’d acted differently since the other night, the night he’d taken her to his house.

  Subtle differences that drove him crazy.

  Expecting to find her waiting in his bed, he’d come out of the bathroom and been startled to find his bed empty. He’d walked out to the living room, calling her name, surprised and more than a little put out to find her there, already dressed and ready to leave. Biting back a curse, he’d turned to go back into the bedroom to dress.

  She hadn’t followed him.

  Hope obviously respected his decision and made it easy for him by getting ready to leave without any of the arguments he’d been expecting.

  And why the hell had she made plans for the next morning instead of wanting to fall asleep in his bed?

  He’d been pissed off ever since.

  What infuriated him even more was that she’d done nothing except follow his rules and he couldn’t say or do a damned thing about it without looking like a fool.