Eraser Platinum (6 page)

“What exactly are you suggesting?”  He gave her his flashiest smile, his eyes lit up with mischief.  “Tell me what you want, papillon.”  He dipped his head to nestle his face against her neck.  “What do you
want
?”  He licked her skin.

She felt her legs go weak, her body falling against his.  He was right, he had total power over her.  She couldn’t think straight when he held her like this, his lips, tongue and teeth on her neck, his arms wrapped around her body possessively.  Her mind was reeling with sexual possibilities, all of which involved her submitting to him. 
Damn! 
After a while she mustered up some strength from somewhere and untangled herself from his body.

“Fine.  You win … for now.”  She walked away in a huff, her arms crossed over her chest, until Nate was beside her, pulling on her forearm.  He smiled down at her and she couldn’t help but smile back.  Their fingers entwined and she allowed him to lead her from the pool, down the side of the house.  “Tease,” she muttered under her breath and he chuckled.

When they rounded the edge of Nate’s large home, Mackenzie was mesmerized by the beautiful garden in front of them.  A lush expanse of green lawn was surrounded by pretty garden beds full of plants of all shapes and sizes.  It reminded her of being in the Chicago Botanic Garden it was so meticulously kept.  Nate continued to stroll across the lawn to the far end where there was a huge weeping willow tree.  He swept aside the canopy of long branches and they stepped into …
a wonderland
.  Mackenzie gasped.

Nate was watching her take it all in.  Her eyes looked considerably greener as the sunlight trickled through the branches and bathed her in light.  She was mesmerizing.  “What are you thinking?” he asked.

“I’m remembering.  There was a park around the corner from where I grew up.”  Mackenzie spun around under the shade of the large tree and, as she was still holding Nate’s hand, he went with her.  “Other kids would play on the jungle gym or the swing set, but I always went under the willow tree where I could play make believe games of fairies and princesses.  When I was older I would sit under that tree and read books.”  She stopped talking, her cheeks red with embarrassment.

“Go on,” he encouraged her with a squeeze of her hand.  It was rare that she spoke about such things and he didn’t want her to stop.

“I loved that tree.”  She ducked her head, looking at where the long branches touched the ground, just like her tree used to.  “It was a place where I could hide.  I had to take care of myself a lot growing up.  I didn’t have many friends either.  After school I’d come home to an empty house, make myself a snack and then go to that park, to my tree.  When I was home I was always busy doing chores or homework, but my afternoons at the park, before Mom came home?  That tree … was somewhere to go and just be a kid, you know?  It was my happy place.”

Nate brought their joined hands to his mouth and placed a tender kiss to the back of Mackenzie’s.  She lifted her head to look at him, and the depth of melancholy behind her eyes made moisture build in his own.  He envisioned a young and lonely Mackenzie and he felt overwhelmed with sadness.

“Our children would never feel like that Mackenzie.”  His voice was hoarse when he spoke.  “They’d never feel alone or unloved.”

Mackenzie was stunned into silence.  She’d made it perfectly clear that she didn’t want to have children and she wanted to be mad at him for making such a comment.  But how could she?  It was such a romantic and beautiful thing to say and he wasn’t teasing either.  She could hear the sincerity in his voice and see it in his dark brown eyes full of love.  So rather than spoil the moment she decided for a change of subject.

“It’s very private in here.”  She grabbed hold of his other hand and started walking backwards.

“It is indeed.”  He allowed her to tug him a few steps before he took over and gently pushed her into the tree trunk.

“What could we possibly do with all of this privacy?” she asked, before biting her lip and dropping his hands.

“We could keep discussing our future …” Nate tried to make his voice sound neutral but he was annoyed at her change of subject.  He glanced around at the tree they were standing under and thought about Mackenzie’s story of her safe haven when she was a kid.  He would love for her to think of this tree in the same way.  Maybe even a place where they could play with their own kids one day.

“Or we could make out?”  She crooked her finger at him and smiled a sexy smile.

He wanted to argue.  He wanted to continue their conversation.  But he couldn’t push her into talking.  He had to be satisfied with the fact that she’d opened up, if only a little.  He needed to be pleased with the piece she’d offered.  They’d made so much progress in the past twenty-four hours. 

“You know I can’t resist an invitation like that.”  He had to admit it, because he really couldn’t resist her.  He’d take her anyway he could.  He cupped her face and crushed his lips to hers.

It wasn’t long until their kisses became heated.  Nate ran his hand down her side to her thigh and hitched her leg up against his.  Nestling himself between her legs, he pressed his hard cock against her.  His hand slid back inside her top, gripping her breast and tweaking her nipple.  She moaned into his mouth.

She started rubbing on him, her thin cotton pants allowing the feel of the seam of his jeans covering his erection, to press into her in exactly the right way while they kissed.  She gripped his ass and pulled him closer. He detached his mouth from hers and trailed kisses down her neck.

“I want you Nate, please,” she whispered.

He moved his hands to the button of his jeans then paused and stepped back. 
A bit of teasing first,
he thought smugly.  The look on her face when he let his hands drop to his sides was priceless.  He loved Mackenzie, but when she was aroused and fired up he loved her that little bit more.

“Don’t you dare give me that look!”  She could see the cogs turning in his head.

“What look?”  Nate chuckled with false innocence.

“The one that tells me you’re thinking about
delayed gratification
.”  She rushed forward in an attempt to undo his jeans but he outstepped her. “Nate!”

He turned from her and pushed through the branches and ran toward the house laughing.

“If you want it, come and get it.”

Once she entered the house Mackenzie slowed from her run to allow her eyes to adjust from the brightness outside.  By the time she focused on the room around her Nate was nowhere to be seen.  She thought she heard movement to her left.  Following the sound, she stepped out of the kitchen and into a narrow hallway.

“Nate?”

Mackenzie had no idea where she was going, she hadn’t been in that part of the house before.  The corridor was long and dotted with closed doors.  She warily took a few more steps through the darkened hall, her footsteps on the wooden floorboards were loud in the narrow space.  She felt a door open behind her, but before she could turn around she was pushed up against the wall, chest first.  She turned her head to see a pair of dark eyes fixed on her.

“You scared the shit out of me!”  She gasped when he bent her arm behind her and used his free hand to hold the back of her neck.  “You’re a bit old to be playing hide and seek, don’t you think?” she teased.

“No more talking, Mackenzie.”  He pressed his chest into her back.  His lips brushed her ear and he whispered, “Get your pants off.”  Then released his hold, taking a step back to allow her to do it.

Mackenzie faced him and didn’t hesitate to undo her button and fly.  She was already turned on and his heated instructions only increased her desire.  As soon as she had her pants and underwear on the floor, he spun her and once again pressed her into the wall.  Her breasts squished against it, her hardened nipples aching at the pressure.  He slid one hand slowly up the inside of her thigh before stroking where her thighs met.

“Ah Mackenzie, you’re never too old to play games.”  He hissed as he pushed his fingers into her.  “Fuck, you’re so wet.  See?  You like my games.”

He withdrew his fingers so he could undo his pants.  She whimpered when he pressed his hard cock against her before pushing inside.  Using his fingers he rubbed on her clit while he started a slow and steady rhythm.  Her muscles clenched around him.

“Yes, you like that very much,” he said softly, thrusting into her.

“Oh fuck!” she called out on his next plunge.

“Shh, papillon, there could be staff about, this is where their rooms are you know.”

“
What?
” Mackenzie whispered.

“Be quiet.”

Using his free hand he covered her mouth while the fingers of his other hand quickened their pace against her.  His hips rotated in just the right way, pushing Mackenzie into a euphoric frenzy.  She was tempted to bite down on his hand to stop herself from screaming when her orgasm hit.  She settled for squeezing her eyes shut and moaning loudly, while her body shook into a quivering mess.

He pumped into her a couple more times before withdrawing, leaving a panting Mackenzie to slump face first against the wall.

“I’m not finished with you yet,” he whispered, pulling her to the floor a moment later.

Mackenzie wasn’t coherent enough to argue and looking up to the handsome man hovering above her she decided she probably never would turn him down for sex.  She couldn’t say no to him when he looked at her that way and did the things he did to her body.  She’d gladly lay down anywhere for him.  And when he re-entered her she also decided she didn’t give a fuck if there were any staff members about that could hear her or could walk in on them.  They’d have to get used to it because he was irresistible and together they were insatiable.

“Oh fuck yes!” she called out as he hit the exact right spot.

She was still coming down from her orgasm and he was already bringing forth another, her eyes gave her away.  And when she screamed out his name while staring up at him he got lost in those gorgeous pools of jade, he wanted to stay lost with her forever.  When her eyes became unfocused as she was pushed over the edge again, he remembered to breathe.

Mackenzie could see he was straining to hold his orgasm at bay while she continued to shake around him.  He was a determined bastard and his obsession with dragging it out, delaying that final moment, held her captivated.  His movements resumed, slow and with purpose, he was loving her.  She watched the passionate and affectionate look on his face, battling with eyes that held the primal urge he had to go hard, and though her body had already reached two massive orgasms she wanted one more.  She also wanted to prove that she was what he needed; that she was enough for him.

“Harder,” she encouraged.  She pressed her hands to his back, pulling him closer.

He dipped his head to suck on her skin.  He licked, bit and kissed her body, worshipping her.  “Mackenzie, I love your tight pussy wrapped around my cock.  I want to live like this, live on you, in you.  You feel so good.”

“Harder!” she demanded, wanting it even more for him than herself.  She wanted him to have his desire fulfilled.  She wanted to be worthy of him and she needed to know that they were okay.

“Harder you say?” he asked, lifting his head from her chest to catch her eye.

“Yes!  I fucking want it harder!” she yelled out.

He withdrew, repositioned his knees and grabbed both of her thighs, hitching them up so that her legs were pressed toward her chest, her ass off the floor and pointed at him.  He admired the view of Mackenzie spread open for him then looked up to catch her heavily hooded eyes.

“Just remember, you asked for this,” he warned, then lined his cock with her entrance and went in as hard and fast as he possibly could.  He watched the air leave Mackenzie’s mouth on a loud gasp, her eyes widening in fright and pleasure, with perhaps a little pain.  He backed up and did it again, leaning his body over hers, he held tightly onto one of her thighs and ran his other hand up to her throat.  He wrapped his hand around her neck and thrust harder, pulling all the way out and pumping back in again.

He tightened his hold on her throat and pressed a searing kiss to her mouth, stealing her breath on yet another painfully hard thrust.  It hurt, but it hurt so damn good.  So good, in fact, she could feel herself heading toward orgasm number three.  With her knees leaning toward her head she called out, “Fuck!” on his next plunge into her.  She felt the ache all the way to her womb, the intensity of his movements pushing her along the hardwood floor.  It hurt her back.  She didn’t care.  She stretched her arms to hold onto his shoulders.  Digging her nails into his skin she held on for dear life.  His hand moved higher, against her head, holding it to the floor, his palm to her neck and his fingers across her cheek.  She managed to move just enough to suck one of his fingers into her mouth.  She sucked like she was hungry, starving for him, she sucked on it hard like she would his cock.

“Yes Mackenzie!  You like that?  Is that Hard. Enough. For. You.”  He spoke on each thrust, driving into her with even more force.

“Yes!” she screamed around his fingers.  Her hands moved across his back.  Her nails dug into his skin, scratching him and it felt so good to Nate, so primal, he couldn’t stop his actions.  He rocked into her one last time, watching her.

Her eyes fluttered closed briefly before latching onto his.  She watched him stiffen, his body going rigid and then she felt him pumping his hot seed into her body.  He moved back onto his knees and brought his hand down to her center, rubbing on her with determination.

“Come for me.”  He squeezed the last of his orgasm into her and then watched her slowly explode around him.  “That’s it, papillon.”

He gently placed her legs on the floor before coming to lie on top of her.  Brushing the hair from the side of her face he let out a contented sigh.

“I love you, Nate,” she whispered.

“I love you more.”  He kissed her gently on the lips and then rested his head in the crook of her neck, both of them panting.

Eventually he stood and helped her up.  He watched a flushed Mackenzie getting hurriedly dressed. 

“There’s no one here,” he said.

“What?”

“Hilda and Simon are the only staff that live here and they’re both out for the day.”  He smirked at her.

“You mean to say … gahh!” She did up her pants and took a step forward.  “You really are a shit!”  She shoved his chest.  He took hold of her fingers.

“But you love me anyway.”