She licked her lips. “You're driving me nuts, Seth.”
He pulled his jeans and underwear off. His penis sprang out, jutting hungrily towards her. He sprawled next to her, pulling her against him. “Is that good or bad?”
She put her arms around him tentatively. “I don't know yet,” she said in a small voice.
“I didn't push you that time,” he protested. “You did it ail yourself.”
“Yes, you did too push,” she said quietly, petting the thick muscles of his shoulders. “I don't think you even know what it would feel like not to.”
He slid his arm behind her shoulders, pressing his hard chest against her breasts. His eyes were wary and troubled, “So you think I'm, uh, weird in bed, then?”
Raine almost laughed at the doubt in his voice, but stopped herself just in time. “I don't have any basis for comparison,” she said softly.
His arms tightened. He kissed her forehead. “Keep it that way.”
She ran her hands over the ridges of his muscular back, exploring him with eager, fascinated fingers. “Besides, this isn't a bed,” she pointed out.
“You can't see the mirror from the bed,” he said. “I like the mirror. It's another great view of your gorgeous, bare-ass naked body.”
She looked at the mirror, and blushed again. He followed her gaze, rolling onto his side and pulling her against him so that her backside was pressed against his hard, hot penis. He nudged her legs open, crooking her knee, and slid his hand between her legs with a low, rumbling groan of pleasure. “Beautiful,” he said. “You're ready now. Ask me for exactly what you want, Raine. Come on. Out with it”
She closed her eyes and pressed herself back against his bold caress. “Why do you do this to me, Seth?” she pleaded “You've always got something to prove. It makes me feel vulnerable.”
He nuzzled her ear, pulled her earlobe between his teeth and nipped it. “Face it, babe. You are vulnerable.”
His tone infuriated her, as if he were stating something too obvious to bother mentioning. She tried to pull away from him, but he just pushed her flat onto her belly and rolled on top of her.
He locked eyes with her in the mirror. “Too weird for you, huh?” His voice challenged her, soft and taunting. “You'd like it better if I was a nice, tame, normal guy?”
He pushed her thighs apart and slid his finger inside her. She strained beneath his weight with a soft moan. He slid his hand out and thrust again, with two fingers, deeper. Preparing her.
She couldn't think, couldn't speak, clenching around his fingers. “I like the way you are,” she admitted, in a halting voice. “But I don't know how to give you what you want. It's a language I don't speak.”
He bit her neck. “It's not that complicated. I just want you to know what you want. So I can be sure that I'm giving it to you. It may not seem that way, but I really am making an effort to be civilized.”
She laughed. “Civilized? You call yourself civilized? Seth, you are a wild animal.”
His eyes lit up like a wolf in the moonlight, making her shiver again. She sensed that her words had unleashed something that might have been better off left confined. He grasped her hips and pulled her up until she was on her hands and knees. The picture she made, made her blush even hotter, redder. Seth loomed behind her, his thick penis pressed against her bottom. He stroked her with his strong hands. “That’s what you want from me, isn't it? You love it that I'm a wild animal.”
The position made her feel too vulnerable. She murmured something incoherent and tried to scramble away, but he was too quick. He slid his strong arm in front of her hips, arching over her and holding her in place. “Trust me,” he said soothingly. “This is what you want”
She shook her head, frantic. “No, Seth. I feel too—”
“Wait,” he urged, his hands petting and soothing. “Give it a minute. Let me touch you... like this. Spread your legs wider. That's right That beautiful ass, open like a peach, all juicy and sweet. I won't do anything you don't like, Raine. I promise you'll love it.”
His fingers slipped tenderly along the delicate folds of her sex, and blissfully sensual tremors shook her at his skilful touch. He pushed her legs wider, murmuring his approval when she didn't resist.
“You'll love it like this,” His voice was a hypnotic rasp of desire. “You know why? Because you're a wild animal too, Raine. Just like me.”
He slid his thumb tenderly around her clitoris. She moved against his hand, seeking deeper contact. She had thought that the submissive position would make her feel weak and helpless, but it didn't. Not at all. It slid into focus and flooded her with heat She felt savage and hungry, full of fierce, primal yearning. All the energy of nature woke up inside her, charging her with its pure, wild potency.
She felt strong. Furious at him for his arrogance, for teasing, for making her wait She arched her back, seducing him with her body, with her naked, honest animal self. She looked into his eyes, saw his helpless response. For a bare instant, she had a fleeting sense of just how much power she could wield over him. If only she knew how.
“Beautiful, sweetheart,” he said hoarsely. “Arch your back for me, raise your ass in the air. Give it all to me.”
She obeyed him, deep in the grip of his sensual enchantment, and content to be there. He could push her all he wanted, drive her all the way to bittersweet, glorious climax. She would die if he didn't
She almost wept with relief when he fished the condom out of his jeans, smoothing it over himself. She pulsed her hips against him with a sob of eagerness, desperate to have him inside her. He grasped her hips and splayed his big hands across them, holding her still.
“Don't worry, sweetheart You'll get as much of me as you want. Just let me tell you when “
“Don't play games now, Seth. You're killing me. I can't take it.”
“What did I tell you?” he said softly, caressing the swell of her hip. “I knew you'd love it My beautiful wild animal”
He nudged his thick shaft a little deeper, and she braced herself, pushing back. “I know your secret. Beautiful animal. You're so wet and soft. You love it when we do it like this. Don't you?”
She tried to speak, but her throat was vibrating, and would not obey any mental commands. She gave him a jerky nod.
He flexed his hips, pushing deeper, his breath ragged in the silent room. His slowness maddened her. “You like that?” he demanded.
She heaved back against him with an impatient gasp. “Yes.”
“You want more? How do you want it? Deeper?”
She looked in the mirror and was lost in his dark gaze, in the pulsing magnetism of his sexual power. “Deeper” she whispered.
His fingers dug into her bottom. “Harder?”
She nodded, opening and reaching for him with every part of her whole self. “Yes,” she demanded emphatically. “Harder. Now, Seth.”
He thrust deep, his body slapping against her backside, jerking a sharp cry out of her throat. “Like that?”
“God, yes.” She sought his rhythm and lifted herself up to meet him. With each stroke she was more soft and wet and wanting.
“Look at us,” he demanded. “How your tits swing forward every time I put it to you hard, like ... this.” He punctuated his statement with a hard thrust. “God. It’s the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen.”
She stared at herself, dazed. The sight was more erotic than the most uninhibited sexual fantasy she had ever permitted herself. Her hair hung over her face, her breasts dangled and swayed, her legs were opened wide, her bottom high. And Seth behind her, as beautiful as a god, his muscular golden body driving into hers, gleaming with sweat.