Condemned (12 page)

“Please,” she gasped.

“Please what, my tight-assed wench?” He would force her to
say it, gloating over the power that surged through him with her submission.

“I want your cock.”

“You’ve had it. Several times.”

“Like you just said, r-ramming m-my ass.”

“Hmm. That’s too bad ’cause you can’t have it. I have plans
for where I’m sticking this hard-on when I’m ready to come again and that’s not
it. You’re not ready anyway.” Brett knew she didn’t understand. “If I forced my
way in here,” he moved his finger so there was no doubt where he meant, “I’d
tear you to shreds. Not that I think you’d mind a little pain, but I don’t like
to cause permanent damage.” He twisted the nipple he was playing with savagely
to make his point. Some part of him needed to punish her for willingly
permitting him to use her.

“If I had the time, I could easily fix that. I would take
you like this to open you up, one finger first. I’d add more, spreading them
inside you until I stretched you just enough so I wouldn’t rip you apart. Damn,
you’d be so tight around my cock.” They both groaned at his words. “It would
get easier after the first time. I know you’d add that to the list of things
you’d beg me for. I would make you beg, if I had more time. I’d take you so
many ways you wouldn’t know where to start.”

“Brett,” Andie cried breathlessly.

“See? You’re ready to start begging now, aren’t you?” Brett
thrust harder, forcing her to fight for balance. “Which would you want more? Me
tying you face-down on the bed with something under your hips, your tight ass
in the air, helpless as I pounded my cock into you? I bet you’d beg for more,
even after I emptied myself.” Andie nodded and arched her back.

“Here’s another possibility. I could impale you, making you
sit with your back against my chest. I’d have one of those big dildos. First,
I’d fuck your mouth with it until you had it wet all over. Then, I’d jam it up
your hot pussy. Oh, I’m sure you’d be plenty wet without your saliva but I already
know how much you like to use your mouth. Just think, every time I slid it in
and out, I’d feel it, rubbing my cock from the inside. Maybe, I’d use a
vibrator on your clit too. I’d put a mirror in front of us so you could watch
me using you like that. How long would it take to get you off? How long would I
have to keep it up until I had you coming hard enough to make me shoot without
moving?”

Brett released the nipple he was tormenting and brushed his
hand across her stomach. He entered her pussy with one finger as he rubbed his
hand against her swollen clit. “I think you’d love it, don’t you? I think you’d
be begging for more if I stopped after your first orgasm.”

“Yes.” Andie moaned as the first wave of pleasure engulfed
her. “Oh God!” She didn’t know which hand to thrust against. “Brett,” she cried
when the intensity didn’t fade. “Please,” she begged repeatedly.

When she finally stilled, Brett turned her in his arms and
held her to prevent her from collapsing. He couldn’t resist a kiss as she
stared at him in amazement. Unable to stop his laughter, he said, “You
certainly are an excitable wench. So inexperienced yet so willing to please.
Such a waste. I almost wish I could lock you away somewhere. I’d train you how
to give me pleasure in so many ways. I’d keep you available to my whims and
make you submit whenever I felt like it. I wonder if there’s a limit to what
you would let me do.” He snorted at the thought. “Too bad we won’t get to find
that out. Maybe I should let you drop by my office now and then. I could tie
you under my desk and make you suck me off when my meetings got too boring. Or
I could make you straddle me and fuck me while I was on a conference call on
the speakerphone. You’d need to learn to be quiet first.”

“Is that what you want? Anything means anything,” Andie said
seriously.

“Tempting as you are, a bachelor party only lasts one night.
Don’t forget, I’m about to become a devoted husband.” He laughed harshly and
left her standing alone under the cooling water.

Chapter Fifteen

Jesse jumped to his feet when the door opened. When Frank
was revealed, he swore under his breath.

“Thanks, Jess. Good to see you too,” Frank said
sarcastically as a grin spread across his face. “What’s up now?”

“Andie and Brett aren’t here yet,” Holly explained.

“So?” Frank didn’t understand.

“So Jesse’s having trouble believing that he doesn’t need to
go save her.”

“Something’s wrong,” Jesse stated for the millionth time.

“Or not.” Frank waved the envelope he was carrying. “Aren’t
you the same guy who spent weeks devoting himself entirely to bringing them
together? Chill. They’re probably celebrating. You said Andie would call if she
needed you. You gotta trust her. Aren’t you at all curious about what I got?”

“Let me see.” Holly reached for the envelope but Frank
evaded her.

“I don’t think so.” He turned it over to Jesse who opened it
on the table next to Wyatt.

“Holy shit!” Jesse exclaimed as Wyatt whistled.

“What?” Dwayne peeked over Jesse’s shoulder. “Son of a
bitch. Poker wasn’t like that when I used to play.”

“Let go, Frank.” Holly tried to pry his fingers from her
arm.

“You’re not old enough,” Frank declared.

“He’s right, Hol. There’s not really anything here you’d be
interested in.” Dwayne moved so he had a better view.

“Then why are the four of you drooling?” Holly yanked out of
Frank’s grasp and picked up the nearest photo. “Oh my!”

“As far as I could tell, Tish seemed to be the prize every
time someone won a hand. And tonight, everyone was a winner. I got the
impression that there are no restrictions. Look at the variety. When the guests
left, Craig used a cane on her. I’m surprised she’s able to wear the stuff you
described, Jess. Some of that had to leave marks.”

“That’s sick,” Holly concluded.

“Hey, to each his own.” Wyatt shrugged. “If Brett weren’t their
target, this would be none of our business.”

“Are you saying you think this is okay?” She gaped at her
brother.

“Not for me personally but some people like it.” Wyatt
turned his attention back to the computer.

“And what the hell did you mean?” She turned on Dwayne. “You
played poker when we were dating in college. Would you have offered me to your
buddies like some kind of living token?”

“Hell no!” Dwayne answered hotly. “I couldn’t stand watching
you dance with anyone else and that was even before we were introduced.”

“Yeah.” She grinned. “I remember.”

“Tell,” Jesse pleaded. “Keep me occupied or I’m going over
there.”

“Haven’t you ever heard how we met?” Holly settled back
against her husband. “I went to a fraternity dance just so I could meet Dwayne.”

“With a complete asshole!”

“The same asshole who was one of your poker buddies. It was
formal and that was the only way I could get in. You looked right through me
the other times I planted myself in front of you. And you’re the one I had
coffee with after it was over.”

“We left early.”

“It could have been sooner if you hadn’t resisted me. Dwayne
had some dumb idea about not poaching on someone else’s date, even though the
guy was an asshole. It was the only time I went out with him but Dwayne didn’t
believe me when I explained the reason. I had to wait until the jerk cornered
someone else so I could prove to Dwayne that he wasn’t trespassing.”

“I couldn’t believe why such a gorgeous woman would want
me.” He smiled. “Still can’t but I’ve learned not to question it.”

“How sweet,” Frank snorted as he headed for the kitchen.
“Got anything to eat around here? All that steamy sex made me hungry.”

“Help yourself. Andie and I stocked up.” Jesse groaned at
his comment. “Having a vulnerable female friend sucks!”

“Which is why I avoid it,” Wyatt added.

“Oh please.” Holly rolled her eyes. “When have you ever
voluntarily said more than two words to a female, let alone tried to get to
know one?”

“You’re female.”

“I’m your sister. That hardly counts. Christ, Wyatt, I really
do think you’re some sort of alien. Always have. You’re getting worse.”

He stared for a moment before he shrugged, returning his
attention to the screen.

“And that, gentlemen, is the extent of my dear brother’s
conversational abilities.”

The teasing continued, mostly one-sided when Wyatt failed to
respond. Holly forced herself to act normally. She may be urging Jesse to let
Andie handle Brett on her own but Holly had begun to share some of his concern.
Even if they were in the process of getting together, they still should have
managed to call. It had been hours. Why hadn’t they heard anything? Surely,
Brett believed her. And if not, they had plenty of proof. Andie knew that.
Where were they?

* * * * *

Brett led Andie to the bed and urged her to stretch out. He
was doing this right this time, with or without her cooperation. Lounging
beside her, he caressed her with his eyes.

“What are you doing?” Andie seemed uncomfortable with such
intense scrutiny as if unsettle with his new mood.

“Sh.” He smoothed the hair from her face. “Indulge me.”

“Sure. What do you want me to do?”

“Nothing.” He smiled. “Lie there and let me memorize you. I
want to be able to see you ever time I close my eyes.”

“But—”

“Sh,” he repeated as he slid his hand over her. “You said
anything. And right now, I want this.” She nodded and tried to relax. He left
no area untouched. He was pleased when Andie started to respond to his caresses
with soft sighs. Soon, his mouth brushed lightly after his hands. “You are
beautiful. Perfect.”

“Don’t,” Andie pleaded. “Not now.”

“There is only now. Sh.” He silenced her with the sweetest
kiss. All the others they’d shared were so demanding. This one was filled with
incredible tenderness. “Stop fighting me, Andie. I can feel resistance
radiating from you. Let your mind go and just feel. I need to have you this way
too. Probably more than the others.”

Again, he refused to let her respond. He was not going to
let her ruin this experience for him. Since he was intent on taking from her,
he would have this side of her too. He needed her pure joy when he returned to
the reality of his life. Even men condemned to hell deserved a reprieve now and
then. As soon as he had that thought, he felt guilty. Bad enough he was
cheating on his fiancée but now he was being unjustly cruel in thinking about
her. Everything really would be fine once they were married. It would just take
some adjusting. Besides, Tish might prove to be every bit as passionate as
Andie was.

“Brett,” Andie whispered when his lips worshipped her
nipples. This time, he kept his mouth soft, using gentle sensations instead of
an all-out assault. He teased her until her peaks were as hard as ever.
“Brett!”

“No.” He blew a hot breath over her wet skin. “I won’t let
you push me this time. Don’t even bother trying. Accept it. Give me what I
want.”

“Anything.” She shivered at the sensuous way his lips
caressed her.

“Good girl,” Brett praised as his drifted across her
stomach. “Let me in, Andie,” he urged when he reached her curls. “I need
another taste.”

“Please,” Andie arched against him when he stroked her
folds.

“Not yet.” He traced her opening with his tongue. “You
haven’t come enough yet. I want you to see how sweet it can be.”

“Oh God,” Andie whimpered. “I can’t stand this.”

“Hush.” Brett dipped his tongue deeper. “Is it my turn to
get your definition of anything?” With her breathy sigh, Brett felt her
resistance disappear. Andie was finally willing to let him make love to her the
way he should have all night. The way he should for the rest of their lives. Whoa,
wrong. Never again. Not with Andie.

Brett raised his head so he could see her face. She had the
most spectacular expression. Everything she was feeling showed. Brett was
startled when he saw love in her eyes. No. Not love. Not for him. She may love
the way he made her body sing but she couldn’t possibly feel anything remotely
like that for the bastard she had to know he was. That’s all it was. Andie was
so stimulated that her body was overruling the rest of her.

Brett lowered his head and resumed his sensual teasing. He
swabbed and swirled his tongue through every bit of her pussy. He nibbled
gently, treating her tender flesh with care. His fingers touched with added
pressure as her excitement grew. He coaxed her higher, needing to make this
time everything he could for her. When Andie spiraled out of control, Brett
slid up and held her. “Good girl,” he declared as he kissed her nose.

“That was… I… How…” She was stunned.

“Sh,” Brett framed her face again. “We’re not done.”

Andie sank into his kiss as soon as his lips met hers. It
seemed as if it went on forever, continually shifting from sweet to teasing to
demanding and back again. When he finally covered himself and entered her,
Andie welcomed his hardness.

“Easy, Andie,” Brett urged when she tried to arch against
him. “Let me,” he begged between kisses. When she gave in and moved at his
pace, he smiled against her mouth. “That’s it. Perfect,” he whispered as he
tormented them both with his tenderness. Endlessly, he joined her body with
his. When he felt her at the edge, he slowed, wanting to make it build into
something more special than she had ever known. Andie was undulating beneath
him, clearly lost in the feel of his body. Nothing existed but the two of them
and the sensations they created together. Brett couldn’t draw it out any
longer. He couldn’t keep postponing their satisfaction. It was time to take his
own advice and let them both just feel all they could.

“Andie,” he whispered as he reached between them and stroked
her. “Come for me, Andie. I want to feel you caress my cock with your pussy.
Make me come too. Please, Andie. Please,” his voice was softer with each plea.
When he felt her release he knew he was with her. He captured her mouth, ending
their joining with a breathtaking, heart filling kiss. “Andie,” he sighed as he
pulled her against him and surrounded her with his embrace.

“Brett, we haven’t talked,” Andie mumbled as she fought to
stay awake.

“Sh. Later. I’ll listen to whatever it is in the morning.
Let me hold you now. Please.”