Free Trained for Seduction by Mia Downing Page A

anymore. You have to stop,” he finally said, his hands holding her face, easing her away from his cock.
    “I want you to come.” She licked him without taking him into her mouth, running her tongue along the outside, down the bottom of his shaft. She kissed the base, then his testicles, the hair there soft.
    He fisted a hand in her hair and gently pulled. “I want to come inside you.”
    “My mouth counts as inside.” She rose slowly, her tongue running a trail over his rock hard abs.
    “Kate, just stand up so I can pound you, okay?”
    She stood. “Not sexy, Chase. So not sexy.”
    He leaned her against the wall and kissed her like she imagined an eager teen would—hot, wet, sloppy. She kissed him back, just as eager. He’d only talked of making love before. Now he wanted to pound into her. It was primal. Animalistic. She loved the idea that her control freak lover was now so close to losing it all, just for her.
    “I know, it’s how Jake would talk. I can’t help it.” He kissed her neck, his hand between her legs, stroking her clit, fingers dipping into her pussy. So exciting, all if it. She liked the rough language as much as she liked the rougher sex.
    “Your ego has a Jake complex.” He turned her around and she sputtered under the spray. “I don’t know if Jake would drown me, though!”
    “Hands on the wall,” he commanded in her ear. She did as she was told, and he rewarded her by plucking at her nipples, his cock rubbing between her ass cheeks. He bobbed against her puckered hole, and she stiffened slightly. “Don’t worry, that’s not in play yet.”
    He slid further down and found her pussy. He used his hand to stroke her, his cock rubbing back and forth, gathering her cream.
    “Is that an area that can come into play?” She sighed and bent over a little more, spreading her legs so he could thrust just so into her pussy. And then she remembered, and she felt her face grow hot. “Don’t you need a condom?”
    “Yes.” He groaned and left the shower, then returned a moment later. “Where were we? Ah, yes.” He seemed a little more composed when he returned—less on the edge, more in control. He positioned himself again behind her, the condom cool and damp, and seated himself fully inside her tight channel, his hand on her hip. “How does this feel?”
    “Incredible.” Her inner muscles were a little sore as they stretched, but the sting was delicious, sinful. She rocked her hips, liking this angle. It felt like her pussy was an endless channel, and he could thrust as deeply as he wanted without coming to the end. His balls slapped at her pussy lips, and she shuddered, her core muscles clenching, tummy tightening. “You must think me such a whore, to want you so badly, and in different ways.”
    “Never.” He thrust hard into her, his hand coming around to finger her clit. “Jesus, you’re tight.”
    He thrust again, slower, more leisurely, pumping at a rhythm that made her pussy hum with need. “I’m close,” he said against her back, his lips nipping her spine.
    “Then come.”
    “Are you close?”
    She checked in. Her orgasm was growing but not quite where she could join him, she didn’t think. Not that she knew or had that much experience. “I don’t think so.”
    “Then we need to change it up.” He slipped from her and she cried out with frustration. “Shh, and stay put.”
    The shower curtain opened and he left. A cabinet opened, and the cabinet closed, then he returned. “This should make things interesting. Let me know if you don’t like it. We don’t have to do this again if you don’t, but I’d like to try.”
    She wanted to please him, so she closed her eyes as he caressed her ass, his fingers spreading her cheeks. Then he nudged something wet and cold against her puckered hole. Something slid in, just a bit, then a bit more. There was a burn of pain and she stiffened, clamping her thighs together.
    “Relax. It won’t hurt if you relax. The cold is