Seduced By the Congressman (3 page)

When he retreated, I drew a noisy breath into
my oxygen-starved lungs. He smiled down at me and tugged on my
earlobe. "You don't have much practice at this, huh?"

I shook my head and replied, "But we've got all
night to change that."

Laughing, Jack bent down and grasped my arms.
"I've got a better idea."

"Oh?"

He nodded and sat down on my bed.
"Strip."

I peeled out of my camisole and
boyshorts. His appreciative gaze raked my naked form. He cupped my
naked tits and playfully pinched my nipples. The dusky brown skin
puckered to form tight peaks. He leaned forward and swiped his
tongue around my nipples. He sucked me gently and lightly grazed my
sensitive flesh with his teeth. My toes curled as he tormented my
breasts with his mouth. "Jack! Oh.
Oh
!"

He released my nipple with a noisy pop and
kissed my neck. I shivered in his big, strong arms. When he tugged
me down on the bed, I willingly followed. His next instruction left
me momentarily confused. "Turn around."

I frowned down at him. "What?"

He grinned and gave my butt a playful slap.
"Straddle me but with your face toward my feet."

"Oh." I considered his description.
"
Oh
!"

"Have you ever—?"

"Done sixty-nine? No."

"Do you want to?"

"Hell yes!" The thought of having his cock in
my mouth while he licked my pussy left me overheated and thrilled.
I hurried to switch around my position. He grasped my hips and
pulled me even higher up his body. His hands settled on my lower
back just seconds before his tongue delved into me.
"God!"

He chuckled against my pussy but didn't stop
eating me. I tossed my hair over my shoulder, grasped the base of
his cock and started to blow him again. I wiggled my hips as his
tongue penetrated me. It felt so wickedly good to have his tongue
stabbing into me while I sucked his cock.

We drove each other crazy. Our tongues flicked
and licked and swirled. I sucked hard on the head of his cock. He
sucked my clit between his lips and fluttered his tongue across it.
We groaned and moaned and rocked. My fingernails bit into his
thighs. He held tight to my hips and feasted on my
pussy.

I couldn't help it. I was going to come—and
fucking hard. With his cock jammed deep in my mouth, I came with a
muffled cry. The blissful explosions left me shuddering atop him. I
collapsed on his larger frame and rested my cheek against his
thigh.

"Oh, fuck." I panted heavily. "I just need a
second."

Jack laughed and pushed me off of him onto the
bed. He flipped me onto my back and crawled over me. His tongue
stabbed inside my mouth in the most possessive way. I could taste
and smell myself on him. The aphrodisiac effect left me trembling
with need. I looped my arms around his neck and nudged his ear with
my nose. "Fuck me, Jack."

He nuzzled my neck. "Are you on birth
control?"

"Yes, but there are condoms in my drawer." I
gestured to the bedside table where I kept certain supplies. Not
wanting to offend him, I carefully explained, "I'm not okay with
unsafe sex, Jack. Not even with you."

"I understand." He slid off me and leaned down
to jerk open the drawer. "It's good that you respect your
body."

I realized at the last second that he was going
to discover more than just condoms in that drawer. Grabbing his
arm, I urged, "Wait!"

Jack whistled loudly and then laughed. "Sugar,
you are one kinky little bitch."

Face aflame with embarrassment, I tried to
defend myself. "They're just sex toys!"

"And cuffs and blindfolds and a paddle," he
said, lifting up the items he'd named. Obviously curious, he asked,
"Did one of your boyfriends show you this?"

I shook my head. "I've never used any of that
with anyone else. Sometimes I cuff one of my arms and blindfold
myself so that it feels like a fantasy. I'm not brave enough to do
it with anyone."

"You're fucking the wrong men."

"What?"

"You're fucking the wrong men." He tossed one
of my bullet vibrators and a dildo onto the bed along with a bottle
of lube, two condoms and the padded leather cuffs. "If you can't
trust them to help you explore your fantasies, they aren't right
for you."

I quirked an eyebrow. "And I guess you
are?"

He leveled a stern gaze my way. "What do you
think?"

I gulped. My gaze skipped from the toys to his
face. "I think you're going to tie me up and fuck me."

"And?"

"And I'm going to enjoy it."

He caressed my thigh. "Good answer."

"Why two?" I pointed to the condom
wrappers.

He picked up the lube and flipped the lid.
"Have you ever been fucked in the ass?"

My jaw dropped. "No." I clenched my thighs
together. "And I'm not going to be screwed that way tonight
either."

He chuckled and slid his hands between my
knees. "Relax, Bee. I'm not going to just barge in there. We're
going to work our way up to it."

"Jack…"

He kissed me tenderly. "Just give it a try. If
you don't like it, we'll stop."

I supposed that wasn't unreasonable. "And if I
do like it?"

"I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be
able to walk straight."

A flutter of excitement pierced my lower belly.
"You might win my vote after all, Congressman."

Chapter
Three

"First things first," Jack murmured before
quickly securing my wrists overhead with the cuffs. He looped the
chain dangling between the wide leather bands through the metal
scrollwork of my headboard. When I was securely in place, he swept
a hand down my front and played with my breasts. He pinched my
nipples and made me yelp.

"Ow! Jack!' I tried to twist away from him but
there was only so much slack on the chain. Part of me wanted to beg
him to uncuff me but most of me delighted in being totally at his
mercy.

"It's been a while since I've played these
kinds of games," Jack admitted. "Campaign years are a son of a
bitch on the social life." He traced my lips with his fingertip.
"It's too bad you don't have a ball gag in here."

"You wouldn't!"

"Oh, sugar, I sure as hell would." He bent down
and claimed my mouth in a ravenous kiss. "The thought of you bound
and gagged makes my dick throb."

I couldn't believe his honesty. Wanting to be
just as open with him, I confessed, "It sounds pretty
hot."

Jack grinned and caressed my face. "I always
knew that you were dangerous."

"Me? Dangerous?"

"You're too entirely too tempting,
Phoebe."

"Am I?"

"You know you are."

I didn't know about all that. Before I could
question him further, Jack's fingers penetrated my pussy. He curved
them inside my slick channel and searched for my g-spot. My gasp of
delight and wiggling hips told him exactly when he'd found it.
Kneeling between my open thighs, he now used both hands to
stimulate me. The thumb of his other hand strummed my
clit.

When I was close to coming again and rocking my
hips, he took the two fingers from my pussy and placed them against
my virgin pucker. He swirled my own wetness around my hole and
slowly pressed his finger into me. I tensed on instinct. Our gazes
met and he silently willed me to relax. I closed my eyes and
inhaled a long, deep breath. His finger breached me and I winced.
It wasn't painful or anything, just really weird.

I felt the cool drizzle of lube on my skin. I
watched his face as he smeared the lube between my cheeks and
pushed forward again. One finger worked in and out of me at first
but a second soon joined it. I wasn't so sure about this anal
penetration business. It was just so fucking strange.

But then it started to feel
really,
really
good. His fingers curved in my ass and stroked my inner walls
in a way that transferred right to my clit. He kept stimulating me
with his thumb, flicking my clit side to side until I pumped my
hips and tugged at the leather cuffs holding my arms high
overhead.

My lower belly wobbled and my gut
clenched. "Jack," I begged. "Jack,
please
."

"Please, what, sugar?"

"Let me come," I pleaded. "Please. Oh, god! I
want to come."

"Come for me, Bee. Come while I finger-fuck
your tight little ass." That sexy Southern drawl sounded so
deliciously dirty as he spoke his naughty command. His thumb moved
faster now. The side to side motion pushed me over the edge and I
came with a howl. "That's it, sugar. Come. Come hard."

I rode his fingers and gyrated atop the bed.
Bursts of pleasure rattled me. Limp with satisfaction, I sagged
against the bed and warily watched Jack. What in the world would he
do now?

I got my answer rather quickly. He applied the
condom to his massive erection and thrust inside my cunt with one
swift thrust. "Ooh!"

He captured my mouth in a rough kiss. His cock
stretched and filled me in ways I had never imagined. He felt so
good inside me. I rose up to meet his thrusts as our tongues
danced. He gripped the headboard as he fucked me, taking me hard
and deep. I couldn't believe how feral he'd grown. Always Jack
seemed so in control and cool. Now he looked wild and unkempt as he
fucked me.

Was it me? Had I done this? Had I inspired this
sudden change?

"Phoebe," he whispered my name in between
kisses. "God, sugar! Your pussy is so fucking tight. So damn wet."
He groaned and dropped his forehead to mine. "You're going to kill
me."

"Ah!" I cried out as he angled his
hips and sat back on his heels. He fucked me with shallow thrusts.
The head of his cock nudged my g-spot again and again. I curled my
fingers until my nails dimpled my palms. "Oh! Oh!
Oh!"

Jack's thumb found my clit again.
"Come for me, Bee. Let me feel your pussy milking cock, sugar. Come
on. Come.
Come
!"

I shattered with a high-pitched squeal. Jack
practically growled as I came. My cunt rhythmically clenched his
cock as the waves of pleasure rolled through me. I thought for sure
he'd come with me but the man showed amazing stamina and
control.

Nostrils flaring and chest glistening with
sweat, he pulled free from my pussy and grabbed the dildo. He put
the other condom on it and slathered the latex sheath with
lubricant. It wasn't a very thick dildo or even very long. I wasn't
into huge toys and preferred the less scary, more petite sized
rubber and silicone cocks.

Jack switched on the bullet vibrator and held
it to my clit. I started to moan as he pushed the tip of the dildo
into my ass. The foreign invasion was eased by the aftershocks of
my orgasm. I inhaled a shuddery breath as the blunt tip of the
dildo slipped inside my ass. It wasn't as wide as Jack's two
fingers had been but it was fuller and firmer inside me.
"Ah!"

"Are you okay?" He stroked my thigh. "Too
much?"

I shook my head. "It feels different—but
good."

Soon the dildo was almost completely inside me.
"Still okay?"

I nodded. "Yes."

"Let's see how this goes." Jack stunned me by
lining up with my pussy again and slowly entering me. My eyes
widened and my lips parted as he penetrated me. His unexpected
action took me completely by surprise. He groaned as he thrust into
me. "Fuck!"

Still reeling with the shock of having his cock
in my pussy and that dildo in my ass, I gazed up into his handsome
face. "Jack!"

He nibbled my lower lip and kissed me with such
tenderness. "Sugar, you feel so good. So tight. So hot."

"Ah!" I tipped my head back and moaned as he
kissed the curve of my throat. The vibrating bullet returned to my
clit and I lost it. Jack continued to fuck with me measured
thrusts. The toy in my ass stretched me and amplified every
nerve-ending below my waist. I couldn't even form words as he
rocked my world. It was wild and wicked and almost more than I
could process.

Every time I got close to an orgasm, Jack
removed the vibrator from my clit. He pressed it to my left nipple
and then the right. The tremors penetrated my puckered flesh and
left me trembling and begging. "Please, Jack! Please!"

"No." Jack kissed me long and hard. His tongue
stabbed between my lips and twirled with mine. "Not
yet."

"Oh! Please!
Please
!"

But he showed no mercy.

Jack unlatched one of my leather cuffs and
pulled out of me. I blinked with surprise at how quickly he'd
moved. In the next instant, he was flipping me onto my stomach. He
grasped my waist and pulled me up onto my knees. With my ass in the
air and my pussy aching for him, I pushed back toward him and
practically begged him to fuck me. "Jack! Now!"