pain/pleasure he
thought about seeing China Doll cuffed like the people in the
dungeon he was pulling away from.
Damn it. Shit.
Fuck . He pressed the button on the
steering wheel that controlled the volume of the radio up and
accelerated.
chapter six
He was happy to see China Doll’s car keeping up with
him. He reduced his speed before the exit to the hotel, not wanting
to place her in harms way by his own emotional recklessness.
Ten minutes later, she pulled alongside his car at
the hotel. He quickly, got out and went to her door. When she
opened it, he offered her his hand.
Wordless, she slipped her smaller hand in his.
Trust.
That small act rocked him back on his heels more
than even her kiss had done.
Inside the hotel, he took the service elevator up to
his floor. Just like when he left he was attempting to stay away
from running into Brian. At this moment, there would be too many
questions asked. Also, he didn’t want anything that would break the
tenuous thread of connection he had with China Doll.
At his room, he pulled his key card from his pocket
and swiped the lock gaining entrance for them inside.
When the door slammed shut, he pressed her back
against the wall. Holding her face between his hands, he gazed into
her beautiful eyes. “Tell me if you still don’t want this. Last
chance.”
Turning her mouth into his hand she sucked one of
his thumbs into her mouth. Sucking the digit into the warm recesses
between lips and circled it with her silken tongue.
“ Damn.” Each draw of her mouth,
shot heat down his body into his cock as if she pulled on
it.
Moving away slowly, she said, “I want you.”
His mouth took position of hers, as his hands worked
the buttons of her coat. When it fell away, he stepped back to get
a look at her; reacquaint himself with her body.
She stood there looking like a 1940’s pin-up girl.
Tonight she was dressed in some kind of vintage green mini corset
dress with black satin ribbons and lace around the edges; a
matching color to the flower in her hair. The sheer black stockings
and red and green floral print heels made his palms itch with
thoughts of sliding his hands up her legs.
“ You look like a fantasy come
true, but I have no experience in how to get you out of it,” he
confessed.
“ I can help you with that while
you get out of your jacket.”
Brad shucked his out garment and allowed it to drop
to their feet.
Smiling, she reached up and grabbed the material by
her breast that had the plump flesh pushed up high. With ease she
twisted and pulled. In seconds the top popped open from hidden
hooks. Next thing he knew the whole outfit was fluttering to the
floor and she stood before him in retro black panties, a contrast
to the bright color of her lipstick and heels.
Her bare breasts, sat up high and proud with sable
colored nipples, darker than her sienna skin tone. Her nipples were
drawn tight, taunting his mouth for a taste. Not willing to deny
himself, he lowered his head and pulled the tight peak into his
mouth.
The taste of her sweet skin, was better than any
desert. Her licked across her skin, swirling the tip of his tongue
around her nipple. She cried out, arched her back and held his
head, keeping his mouth pressed against her.
He loved it; loved the sound of her pleasure. As he
pulled away he grazed the pebbled skin with his teeth and felt her
shiver.
“ Delicious, I can’t wait to taste
more of you.” He licked the other nipple before he stepped
back.
“ May I undress you,
Si—”
He heard the small slip. She’d almost called him
sir. He’d also seen the cloud of uncertainty dim the glow of
passion in her eyes. Not wanting anything to interfere with what
was happening between them; he answered her, “If you want to.”
“ It would please me very much.”
The full light returned to her eyes, and her feature relaxed,
gratitude.
Taking his hand, she led him over to the bed. He was
able to see the seam
thought about seeing China Doll cuffed like the people in the
dungeon he was pulling away from.
Damn it. Shit.
Fuck . He pressed the button on the
steering wheel that controlled the volume of the radio up and
accelerated.
chapter six
He was happy to see China Doll’s car keeping up with
him. He reduced his speed before the exit to the hotel, not wanting
to place her in harms way by his own emotional recklessness.
Ten minutes later, she pulled alongside his car at
the hotel. He quickly, got out and went to her door. When she
opened it, he offered her his hand.
Wordless, she slipped her smaller hand in his.
Trust.
That small act rocked him back on his heels more
than even her kiss had done.
Inside the hotel, he took the service elevator up to
his floor. Just like when he left he was attempting to stay away
from running into Brian. At this moment, there would be too many
questions asked. Also, he didn’t want anything that would break the
tenuous thread of connection he had with China Doll.
At his room, he pulled his key card from his pocket
and swiped the lock gaining entrance for them inside.
When the door slammed shut, he pressed her back
against the wall. Holding her face between his hands, he gazed into
her beautiful eyes. “Tell me if you still don’t want this. Last
chance.”
Turning her mouth into his hand she sucked one of
his thumbs into her mouth. Sucking the digit into the warm recesses
between lips and circled it with her silken tongue.
“ Damn.” Each draw of her mouth,
shot heat down his body into his cock as if she pulled on
it.
Moving away slowly, she said, “I want you.”
His mouth took position of hers, as his hands worked
the buttons of her coat. When it fell away, he stepped back to get
a look at her; reacquaint himself with her body.
She stood there looking like a 1940’s pin-up girl.
Tonight she was dressed in some kind of vintage green mini corset
dress with black satin ribbons and lace around the edges; a
matching color to the flower in her hair. The sheer black stockings
and red and green floral print heels made his palms itch with
thoughts of sliding his hands up her legs.
“ You look like a fantasy come
true, but I have no experience in how to get you out of it,” he
confessed.
“ I can help you with that while
you get out of your jacket.”
Brad shucked his out garment and allowed it to drop
to their feet.
Smiling, she reached up and grabbed the material by
her breast that had the plump flesh pushed up high. With ease she
twisted and pulled. In seconds the top popped open from hidden
hooks. Next thing he knew the whole outfit was fluttering to the
floor and she stood before him in retro black panties, a contrast
to the bright color of her lipstick and heels.
Her bare breasts, sat up high and proud with sable
colored nipples, darker than her sienna skin tone. Her nipples were
drawn tight, taunting his mouth for a taste. Not willing to deny
himself, he lowered his head and pulled the tight peak into his
mouth.
The taste of her sweet skin, was better than any
desert. Her licked across her skin, swirling the tip of his tongue
around her nipple. She cried out, arched her back and held his
head, keeping his mouth pressed against her.
He loved it; loved the sound of her pleasure. As he
pulled away he grazed the pebbled skin with his teeth and felt her
shiver.
“ Delicious, I can’t wait to taste
more of you.” He licked the other nipple before he stepped
back.
“ May I undress you,
Si—”
He heard the small slip. She’d almost called him
sir. He’d also seen the cloud of uncertainty dim the glow of
passion in her eyes. Not wanting anything to interfere with what
was happening between them; he answered her, “If you want to.”
“ It would please me very much.”
The full light returned to her eyes, and her feature relaxed,
gratitude.
Taking his hand, she led him over to the bed. He was
able to see the seam
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