Learning to Let Go (20 page)

His hips moved involuntarily in response to my statement as his lips descended. He didn’t ask permission to enter my mouth, he took it, plunging his tongue in, probing with an intensity I’d never encountered before. If it had been anyone else, I would’ve been scared, but knowing it was Garrett only increased the burn for him.

He pulled my legs around his hips as his hands went to my ass, lifting me off the counter. I was disappointed when he sat me down on the bed and disappeared into the closet.

When he returned, I was ready for him to pounce on me, but was surprised when he carried me off to the theater room.

“Why are we in here?” I asked.

“I just want to hold you in my arms and unwind a bit first. Do you have a favorite movie? I have pretty much anything you can think of.”

What was the deal with his sudden change in attitude? Was he stalling? Did he not want me? I looked around the room, trying to understand why we were there, when I noticed several pillar candles set about and lit, their soft vanilla fragrance filling the air. I felt myself smile, realizing he was trying to keep a level of calm and seduction.

I watched as he went over to a mini-kitchen area and pulled out a bottle of pink Moscato, filling the two glasses he had pulled from the freezer. Next he pulled out a small plate of cut fruit and some chocolate peanut butter dip, my favorite.
Wait a minute. Was the trip to the closet to call Deidre and have this set up? The man thinks of everything.

I was deep in thought when he came up behind me, his hands drifting to my butt and giving it a squeeze as his lips ran light kisses up my neck to the backside of my ear. He sucked on my earlobe as he asked, “Have you decided on a movie?”

I moaned in appreciation of his talented lips. “Star Wars II.”

“You like sci-fi?” He pulled back, his voice hinting at curiosity. “Why that episode?”

“I love that episode!” I exclaimed. “You have a love story, amazing special effects and digital imaging, and the story takes an unexpected shift. Plus, the dynamics of the prosthetic arm Anakin is fitted with astounds me. I’d love to figure out a realistic working version of it. The movie has everything a girl could ever want.”

“No one’s ever been able to surprise me with a response, but you continue to blow me out of the water with yours.” He grabbed a remote and aimed it at the screen as he sat us next to one another in one of the most comfortable chairs I’ve ever encountered. He was spoiling me to the point I’d never want to sit in a regular old theater again. The list of movies in his system was flabbergasting. He truly did have any movie that I could have come up with, though I noticed, like me, he stayed away from horror films.

I began to sip on my wine and nibble on a couple apple slices dipped in the yummy peanut butter as the movie started. The further we got into the movie, the more we were rubbing up against one another until I found his hand slip underneath my robe and start palming my breasts.

“Shh. It’s only me.” His mouth pressed against the side of my neck as he trailed a line of nibbles up toward my ear.

I melted into my seat as his tongue sank into my ear and then moved back down across my jawline toward my mouth. His teeth scraped across my lips softly as he sucked my lower lip into his mouth, causing me to groan. That’s all the encouragement he needed before his tongue found its way to mine, probing every inch of my mouth and begging for more.

His hands were grabbing and tweaking my breasts, causing them to harden. I felt him pull against the robe’s tie and then the robe opened up, revealing myself to him. I stiffened at first, until his voice promised, “The doors are locked, love. It’s just the two of us, left to our own devices, in here.”

I relaxed and put my hands around his neck, pulling him back down to me. He kissed me softly before trailing a line of sizzling kisses towards my breasts. His lips latched on to one of my nipples, pulling it into his hot, wet mouth as his tongue flicked over the hardened peak.
God, I love it when he does this to me. Who knew there were so many nerve endings in your breasts?
One hand continued fondling the other nipple, keeping it hard and pert, while his tongue lavished attention on the one in his mouth.

Just when I thought I couldn’t get any more turned on, he shifted to kneel in front of me, his free hand pushing my legs apart. He pressed a finger into my center as his teeth bit down on my breast.

“Ahh!” I screamed out, surprise and desire both coursing through me.

His hand left my breast and began feeling for something on the side off the chair. I jumped when I felt the back of the chair start to lower.

“Don’t be afraid, love. I’m just putting you into a better position for what I have in mind.”

I was flat on my back with his mouth kissing its way down my stomach and his fingers still inside my center.

“You’re so damn wet, Laurel,” he crooned. “You fucking drive me crazy with your scent and your constant readiness to take me.”

On anyone else, his words would have frightened me, but on him they just amped up the sensual need in my system. I loved it when he talked dirty to me, because his words were full of sexual promise and not the degradation that bastard tried to instill in me.

His hand moved out of me and I felt the loss of his ministrations, but was quickly surprised when he lifted my legs to flank each side of the chair’s arms. He grabbed hold of my hips, pulling me to the edge of the seat as his mouth descended on my core. I shivered as his fingers pulled apart my folds and his tongue quickly found the hard nub of my clit. He flicked at it several times before sucking the tissue deep into his mouth. The feelings were so good I couldn’t keep still. I found my hips grinding into his mouth on their own.

A sharp smack to my inner thigh brought me back to reality. “I need you still, baby,” he reminded me. One of his hands came down on my stomach as his head leaned back down to my clit, blowing air on it and enticing me to move again.

He stretched up over me to look me in the eyes. “In self-defense, you need to learn to control your ability to think and not react to the situation. You have no control tonight, Laurel. If you can’t control your body during sex, how are you going to manage when you’re in a panic situation? I know you’ve had a scare today and you’re probably not in your right state of mind, but I need you still. I promised I wouldn’t tie you up, but would you mind if I just secure your legs so it will help you focus on staying in place?”

My eyes must have freaked out at the suggestion he was making, since he was quick to add, “I’ll place the ties where you can control getting out of them if it’s too much to handle.”

I thought about it a second and realized that I trusted Garrett again and knew he wouldn’t harm me, at least not intentionally. I nodded and he quickly grabbed the tie from my robe and his and began securing my upper thighs to the arms of the chair. When he was done, he kissed a line up my inner thigh.

“Are you comfortable?”

I didn’t want to admit it, but I kind of was. “I know I should be all freaked out over this, but it feels kind of nice and a bit dirty, all at the same time. I like that I don’t have to hold the weight of my legs anymore; I can just surrender them over to the chair.”

Before I could say anything further, he had two fingers inside me and his mouth back on my clit, drawing out the first inklings that an orgasm was beginning to build. He kept up his attentions with his talented tongue and fingers, scissoring me, stretching me for his awaiting manhood.

“I’m going to get you to come fast, sweetie.” His thumb replaced his mouth on my clit, rubbing it in a hard, circular pattern while his fingers curled up and found that oh-so-sweet spot inside me that quickly crested me towards release. He leaned up over me, nipping at my lip.

“Come for me, Laurel.”

That’s all it took to make the wave of my orgasm crash against the shore and my walls to clamp down on his fingers. His mouth surrounded mine, absorbing the pleasures of my cries as he rubbed out the remainder of my orgasm with his thumb.

When I came down from my high, I realized he was pushing some lube toward my back hole, rimming me with his finger. “Since you’re so adventurous tonight, I’d like to try something a little different, if you’re up to it?”

My breathing was still ragged, but I managed to squeak out, “Right now you could play my body anyway that you wanted. I just need to forget about today and you’re the only one who can help me do that.”

His eyes darkened and his breath became staggered. “I love that mouth of yours tonight. It’s keeping me in a perpetual state of hardness. I feel like I could hammer a nail into the wall with my cock, but I’d rather hammer into you.”

I thought my arousal was already high, but to know I had the power to turn him on and that he desired me so much made me crave him even more. “Please, Garrett,” I begged.

“What do you need, love?”

“I need you.”

“You need me where?”

I tried to squirm in the seat to stifle the need that was growing in my pussy, but he had me tied down so I could hardly shift. When I didn’t answer his question, his fingers trailed up my thigh, one skirting the folds of my center and another pressing against the rosette of my ass.

“Where do you need me, Laurel?” He pressed one finger into my pussy. “Is this where you want me or would you rather have me here?” Another finger pressed past my tight rings and sank into my ass. Both fingers moved back and forth in the same rhythm. “I want to shove my cock into you, but not until you tell me where.”

How did all this turn me on so much?
At this point I didn’t care, I just needed to have him inside me to quell my ache.

“I don’t care, I just need to feel you deep inside me.” The words were halfway out of my mouth when his fingers left me and I felt his cock against my center, but also something soft but firm against my backside. My eyes went wide wondering what he had in mind.

“I’m wearing a cock ring with an attached appendage for double penetration. While I’d love to plug your ass and take you, I don’t think you’re ready for that yet. This is only slightly bigger than my finger and several inches in length. It will help loosen you up and get you used to some anal play, plus gives you double the pleasure.”

He pressed forward infinitesimally and both his head and the extra appendage entered a small distance into both of my holes. My body began to clench around both, trying to pull them deeper into me, causing my arousal to spike through the roof.

The backside burned a little, but his thrusts were gentle, trying to work in a little further with each movement. “Let me know if you don’t like this or if I’m hurting you and I’ll get rid of it.” His words sounded strained and I knew he was holding back.

I let out a breathy, “Don’t stop. This feels so freaking amazing.”

“God, Laurel. I love how tight you feel normally, but you’re like a vice pulling me into your warmth. I don’t know that I could ever tire of feeling you and seeing you like this.” His dirty talk heightened my mood, but then he slowed as he lowered himself to my lips, brushing lightly against them and whispering, “You are a beauty by nature that calls to every corner of my soul. Seeing you here like this, trusting me completely to take care of you and submitting to your desires and pleasure—God. There’s nothing more exquisite in existence than you, Laurel. You honor me.”

I swallowed hard before reaching my hands around his neck and pulling him to me, pushing my tongue into his mouth, wanting to pour every ounce of my love into him to show him how I felt. He groaned into my mouth as he picked up his pace. I tried tilting my hips, with what little movement I had, to match his thrusts and force him deeper. I wanted to feel him crawl up into my soul and take me with him. This was exactly what I needed to drive all the bad thoughts from my mind.

The wave he was creating was growing with complexity as his thrusts became harder, faster, deeper… The warmth of the orgasm began in my toes and started flowing up the course of my body, filling every inch with the love I felt for this man. No, calling him a man was an understatement; he was a natural-born Adonis, absolute perfection.

The wave continued to build until I felt my body on the pinnacle of excitement, ready to crest over at any moment. His hair tickled my chest and he used the scruff of his whiskers to graze gently across my overly sensitive nipples before capturing one in his mouth, sucking hard then biting down.

“Come for me, Laurel!” he called. “Let’s come together, my love.”

My vision dimmed as bursts of color and light went off in my mind and I felt myself screaming out his name along with a few profanities about how amazing the feeling was. My pussy was pulsating all around his cock, milking it for what it was worth, while nerve endings were firing off in my ass, clamping down on the extra piece he had shoved up there.

Garrett drove into me one last time as my release triggered his, taking him with me. “Fuck, Laurel. You’re mine, baby! Oh fuck, this feels like heaven. I lo—” He stopped himself mid-sentence and collapsed on top of me.

One of my hands went to his hair as the other rubbed soothing strokes across his shoulders. We lay together for what seemed like an eternity.

It wasn’t until the movie ended and the screen returned to normal that we had any concept of time.
That movie was over two hours long and we started playing only twenty minutes in. No wonder I always felt spent and completely sated after a round with him.

I didn’t want to move, but he rose up and began pulling out of me. When the extra piece parted from my backside, I winced a little.

“I’m sorry baby, did I hurt you?” he asked, his voice anxious.

“I’m fine, just not used to that extra piece, but you don’t hear me complaining, except that I wished you would’ve used that on me earlier.” I paused for a moment, biting my lip between my teeth, deep in thought.

“What’s going on in the pretty little head of yours? I can see that something has you thinking.” His voice was playful as he untied my legs and began massaging the circulation back through them, before raising the back of the chair into an upright position.