Welcome to my little corner of the Wet And Wild Blog Hop.
When I saw the title for this hop I had to sign up. Who doesn't like a little wet and wild in their life? I know I do. I love to read about it and I certainly love to write it. The wilder the better...
Take my latest hero Lakota, for instance. He is half Sioux with a troubled past, a thirst for revenge, and he happens to be a self made Billionaire living in London. The original bad boy, he doesn't take kindly to the virgin thrust upon him. I mean what sort of woman would auction off her virginity to the highest bidder? She had to be just another money grabbing female, right?
Well, you have to read the book to find out. For now I leave you with a little tease of some pretty wild action on their honeymoon.
"You have been a very naughty girl, sweet Alice."
He lifted her up slightly with one hand to give him better access and pinched her nipple with the other. Tears sprang into her eyes, but she moaned her arousal, and Lakota once again thanked his spirit guide for having led him to this woman. She understood his needs without any lengthy explanation. There was just mutual arousal and a willingness to experiment that blew him away. They had only just scratched the surface of this side of their relationship, but for the first time in as long as could remember, Lakota did not feel the need to keep that dark side of him hidden. Where that journey would lead them to, who knew.
"Yes, you have, and you know what happens to naughty little Alices, don't you?"
He kissed her, reveling in the way she clung to him, the kiss growing ever more passionate and needy.
"Where were you? I was worried about you." She murmured the words in between kisses and fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. He helped her by making short work of them and shrugged out of the item, carelessly tossing it on the floor. She sat up fully and ran her hands over his torso, giving him the perfect view of her breasts. Unhindered by any restraints they swayed slightly, the rosy nipples hard little buttons that called him. He pushed her back down onto the sun lounger and straddling her caught her wrists in his undamaged hand and pinned them high above her head.
She frowned when she caught a glimpse of the bruised knuckles on his other hand, but he caught any objection she might have made in his kiss.
"It doesn't matter. I'll tell you later. For now, take your punishment like a good little wife."
She snorted at that, and he pushed his forearm against her throat pinning her in place. Her eyes went wide, and she stilled under him. Locked together they stared at each other, and she drew in a shuddering breath when he released the pressure on her wind pipe.
"That's my girl." She offered him a tentative smile, and he released her wrists. "Hold onto the sides and don't let go, or I'll have to tie you. Are we clear?"
"Ye … es." A surge of affection swamped him at her whispered reply, and he sat back and watched her hands grip the sides of the sun lounger in a white knuckled grip.
He ran his hand from her collarbone through the cleft of her amazing tits down over her tummy and then tapped her mound. She bit her lip, and her body tensed. He did it again each time with more force than the last until her rib cage rose and fell in tune to her gasps of breath, and he could see the evidence of her arousal darken the crotch of her bikini bottoms.
"That's for wearing them, when you know I want to be able to see your sweet cunt." He ran his finger under the elastic with infinite slowness and then yanked the material up sharply until it dug into her slit and compressed her clit.
She shuddered and tried to clamp to her legs together, but a swat to her thigh stopped her. He pulled tighter, enjoying her struggle to stay still and to keep her legs relaxed, and the fine sheen of arousal coating her skin. A delicate blush spread all over her body, and she threw her head back and arched off the lounger. He bent to suckle one of her luscious nipples into his mouth, and she panted his name.
"Lakota, please … oh God …"
He smiled around his precious mouthful, and bit down hard at the same time as the fabric of her clothing ripped. A gush of her juices coated his fingers, and he slid three fingers deep inside her core. She clamped around the digits and screamed. He left a trail of little bites along her skin until he reached her swollen labia and withdrew his fingers. She moaned her denial, and he slapped her little nub of pleasure, sending her tumbling into her orgasm.
Lost as she was in the rapture of her body, she was so beautiful it blew him away. He needed to taste her, and he knelt next to her and, gripping her hips, buried his head between her thighs. He tunneled his tongue into her channel still quivering with aftershocks and groaned as her sweet cream exploded on his tongue. The sweetest aphrodisiac, her scent, spurred him on, and using her abundant juices he spread her wetness up to her anus, and slipped a finger past that ring of muscle.
She tensed for an instance until he settled his thumb on her clit, and blew on her slit. She relaxed around his finger, and he murmured words of encouragement, whilst he added another finger and another. Every time she tensed he stepped up his assault on her nubbin until she was once again panting in arousal and the tiny tremors started that signaled how close she was. He withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his tongue. Her little mewling sounds of need increased the ache in his groin, and he tunneled in and out of her puckered hole, whilst his fingers played her clit until she flew again.
"Turn over for me and kneel by the lounger." He grimaced at the hoarse sound coming out of his mouth, and he had to close his eyes for a second to regain control, as she turned round in front of him, dangling her sexy as hell ass in front of his face.
"Lakota?" The uncertainty in that word had his eyes fly open. Kneeling by the side of the lounger she had her elbows braced on it and looked at him over her shoulder. He reached across and pulled her hair to one side, and dropped a kiss on the rapidly beating pulse point in her neck. She blinked when he pulled his throbbing cock out his shorts and fisted himself slowly. He ran his fingers through her soaking wet slit and coated his cock in her juices. Then he repeated the action to coat her little puckered hole. It quivered under the gentle pressure of his fingers, and Lakota groaned his need.
"I need to take you here, little Alice. We talked about this."
Lay back and think of England, she could do this. It was only sex, after all. Auctioning off her virginity was the easy part—going through with it not so easy. When Alice realizes who has acquired her, keeping her emotions out of the deal seems an impossible task.
Self-made billionaire Lakota, Lance Kemnay has no time for women, let alone one, who would sell her virginity to the highest bidder. Ever practical, however, he sees in Alice a solution to his immediate need for a wife. The emotions she stirs in him are just lust, and lust can be dealt with. As they connect emotionally and physically, his resolve to keep his heart aloof is tested beyond limits.
Can he trust his tender feelings, or has he been taken for a fool by the one woman he thought he could trust?
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