Chapter Twenty-One: Sex and War

"I think you should put the pasta away for later."

He stopped mid-step and smirked. When he turned around she was standing arms-crossed against the backdrop of the city. "Oh?" His cock was hard and he'd be lying if he said watching her come on the outdoor table in front of him hadn't stirred the desire to slam her into the nearest wall and punch three more out of her. A blond curl fell in her face and her blue eyes twinkled with mischief.

"Don't oh me." She took a step towards him and drilled her finger into his chest. "You need to follow me to the bedroom in ten minutes. I'm sure you can find something to do to occupy yourself."

He cupped her wrist and her eyes flashed with heat. "And if I don't obey your little bossy command?"

Her glossy lips curved into a smile half-innocent. "I have a challenge for you."

His eyes narrowed and warning bells went off in his head. "Maybe I don't want a challenge?" Who was he kidding? Most of the time he'd never been able to back down. Whether it was filling O2 arena twelve nights in a row in London or beating Jesse at football on his damn game centre he always took the challenge with both hands.

She shrugged and walked away from him back inside. "Ok, well I can always do it without you." She turned and threw a wink over her shoulder that could have blown his load there on the spot.

Dammit.

"Well fuck." She thought she was good enough to take him on huh? Well wasn't she just full of surprises? He ducked his head into the doorway just in time to watch the seductive sway of her hips drift away from him. He quickly collected the plates and wine glasses and took them down to the kitchen. He sealed the pasta and threw everything else in the dishwasher. A sexy red was chosen from his wine rack and he carried it back up the stairs with two wine glasses. The overnight bag she bought over was on the end of the bed and the light on in the en-suite. He carefully sat down the contents and sat on the edge of the bed waiting. It was a novelty waiting for a woman but he was too curious to what exactly she thought she was going to do to him to care otherwise.

It was only a few minutes but felt like eternity when the ensuite door slid opened. Fuck me. She stood with her hands on her hips and struck a seductive pose. She wore in a pale pink baby doll that hovered on her thighs and cupped her breasts making them fuller. The material was wispy and looked light to touch. His fingers curled as her hair spilled in loose waves around her face and shoulders. Her feet were bare but her toes gleamed with the same pink as her baby doll.

She lifted her finger to her lips and grinned. "Lie back on the bed."

Despite his best efforts to take control he let the blood heat in his veins and spiral straight to his cock and did what he was told. She watched her lift two of his ties off the end of the bed that he must have stolen from his closet and let them sliver through her fingers.

"What the fuck are they for?"

The devil danced in her eyes as she grinned. "Control. I know you well enough to know you must have it. So I'm taking it away."

"You're not tying me up." He folded his arms and he nodded determined. No fucking way.

She shrugged and let one of the straps from her nightie slide down her shoulder. She'd become a little minx when he wasn't looking. "I guess you don't want my mouth over your cock after all." Her words shot straight to the tip of his hard cock and he groaned. "Devon. You're not playing nice." Her breast was spilling out of its cup and he was losing his patience. He held his arms out like Jesus on the cross and gritted his teeth. "Fine. Do it." God help him at the mercy of a woman.

She grinned victoriously and kneeled on the bed beside him with the ties. She smelled like oranges with a kick and he watched her as she tied his wrist to the bed head. Carefully she straddled his thigh to reach over to the other side and he clamped his other knee against it and locked her there. Her face was inches away from hers and her breath hot on his cheek.

"You're playing a dangerous game Devon. When this is over there will be no mercy."

Their gaze locked and she licked her lips. "Oh we'll see if you even care about that in about five minutes." She leaned forward so he copped the view straight down her baby doll to her full breasts resting snug inside and tied the other wrist quickly. Once she was done she sat across his cock a knee on either side of his legs. She tipped his head and held his gaze before claiming his lips as hers. It had been too easy but he'd fallen under her spell and he wanted her to give him everything she promised. He closed his eyes and her allure was writhing all around him and clutched every inch of his skin.

Her hands pushed up his top and her fingers clawed their way up through the hair on his belly. He wanted it fast and he wanted it now but he'd given all control over to her and that was killing him. Her clever thumbs rolled over his nipples and he hissed as his balls filled with need. The torture and touching continued as he tipped his head back and she lowered her hot mouth to his chest. He wanted to touch her, feel her breasts in his hands and his cock inside her driving them over the edge.

Kneeling before him she un-popped his jeans. He bucked forward but quickly his wrists burned from the ties she had so cleverly done. She paused and smirked as she pulled his jeans down and he was hard as a rock.

He groaned as she scraped her thumb nail over the tip. "Anticipation is everything."

His fingernails dug into his palms as her hot breath caressed the engorged head of his cock. "Fuck me." He muttered. Adrenaline and pleasure pulsed through his veins as she dipped lower and her mouth barely an inch away from his stiff member. Her hair tickled his thighs like feathers which only heightened the sensation he desperately was seeking. Her tongue flicked out and licked her lips and he wished for death. She'd become the devil.

"You're playing dirty." His teeth clenched as her fingers curled around the base of his erection.

"Did you want me to stop?" She paused and her blue eyes glistened and her devilish grin hit him in the gut.

He tugged at the restraints and the bedhead banged against the wall. He growled. "Suck it." He hissed the command but she didn't move.

"You don't give the orders." The tip of her tongue flicked across his slit teasing and tempting the holy hell out of him. Fire burned in his belly and he was ready to combust from the inside out.

"Devon." There was no backing out now even if he wanted to. What he wanted was her lips so bad around his cock it ached in his loins. Both straps of her baby doll had slipped down and her breasts threatened to spill out of their cups and it rivalled any good porn he'd ever watched on late nights.

He cursed as her warm wet mouth widened and finally her lips sealed over his head. The sensation that roared through him was delicious. The hum from her mouth vibrated down the entire length of his penis and into his soul. His balls tightened when she cupped them with her other hand and her finger nails scraped over his sac. Her tongue was like warm velvet down his shaft as she licked it slowly from top to bottom.

Devon made him feel deliriously alive and he loved it. All his senses were on edge and the patience he'd installed was paying off. He longed to thread his fingers through her hair and fuck her mouth. What choice did he really have at this point? Her fingers slid back and teased the sensitive spot behind his balls. He shuddered and wood dug into his back.

His hips bucked forward and it was the only control he had over the movement as her mouth engulfed him further. "I need more." The rasp in his throat was desperate but he didn't care. She licked away the drop of precum and then a rhythm up and down his length. His biceps strained as he wished the silk ties would shred so he could throw her down and bury himself deep inside her. He took satisfaction that this turned her on as much as it was him. Her nipples peaked under the soft material.

"Please Devon. I want... fuck untie me!" He jolted forward as her teeth gently scraped sensitive skin as she sucked. The movement increased and so did his heartbeat. He was close to coming. She shifted and her wet pussy thick with juice soaked his leg sending him over the edge. His body lurched as he exploded in her mouth. "Sweet fucking mercy!" When he opened his eyes his arms he slumped and stars burst in front of his eyes. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips swollen as she sat up and leaned forward.

Her lips hovered down the vein in his neck. "You are six-ways on Sunday evil little girl." Her tongue swirled at the base as she traced her way back up to the top.

Her gaze flicked up to his. "Oh I'm not done."

"Oh yes you are."

His wrists burned as he ripped the bounds and she squealed when he grabbed her and they tumbled on the bed. She giggled but wriggled away from him and her ankle slipped through his grip as she made a run for the door in a fit of laughter. He pounced off the bed charged with adrenaline and growled as he caught her and pressed her against his closet door.

"Going somewhere?" His mouth ravaged hers as he locked her into position. He hungrily moved to her neck and bit down gently in her clavicle making his claim that he was now in charge. He nosed in between her breasts and growled at the inconvenience of the baby doll so he ripped it down the centre in one swift tug. "There's a new sheriff in town and he's outlawing clothes." His mouth honed in on her nipple and she threaded her fingers through his hair and tugged as his tongue swirled around her stiff tip.

"Oh sweet fuck." She cried out and locked her leg up over his hip. His cock rubbed against her wet centre. Dammit he needed a fucking condom.

As if she read his mind she shook her head and dug her fingers into his shoulders. "Do it." Her voice was soft and coaxing and with her free hand her fingers caressed his already hard cock. She abandoned his cock and wound her arms around his neck. Deliberately her breasts crushed against his chest and he could feel her wet tips pierce into him. He may have been in control but his sanity was threatened as he lifted her legs up around his waist and entered her in one swift movement. His hands wandered down curves and over buttery soft skin and gripped her ass.

Kissing her neck he tasted her skin and felt the beat of her pulse under his tongue. She wound herself tightly around him and their teeth clicked as they kissed and he let his inhibitions run wild. She sighed and trembled in his arms as her lips parted the same lips that had just destroyed his cock. His tongue traced under her upper lip and their gazes held as he kept them in position. He moved one hand and cupped the back of her neck and held her knowing it wouldn't take much to make her orgasm. He withdrew slowly and then slammed into her and her head tipped back. His muscles clenched and she rotated against him as his cock was snug inside her.

Each thrust brought pleasure and an undeniable fire that burned between them. She'd lifted his game. This wasn't just sex it was war.

He buried his thumb under her hood and mimicked the same circular movements he did with his tongue against hers. She gasped and she fisted around him like a glove as she let go. He held tight as violent shudders took her and she screamed into night as she came. He thrust into her again and again and each stroke, each breath built the passion between them. Affirmation after affirmation rolled off his tongue as he spilled deep inside her.

They collapsed on the bed in a heap and he struggled to find an even breath as his skin buzzed with afterglow. He hauled her up against him and she rested her cheek against his chest and their legs tangled. Sleep claimed him quickly and the last thing that burned in his head was her delicious lips wrapped around his shaft.