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  “Go. I’m not telling you again. Listen to me as a friend right now and not as your boss. Don’t fuck this one up. Turn your new leaf some other time.” I rolled my eyes at him.

  “Why don’t you go fuck him if you’re so excited.”

  “I don’t have a pussy. He’s not looking for what I have, Gabs. Believe me, if he was, I would already be in the car with my pants off.”

  “You’re a pig,” I smiled, and he winked and shooed me out of the door. I tried to compose myself before I stepped back out in the waiting area. I ran to the restroom and checked to see if I was presentable. I ran a comb through my hair, spritzed on my perfume and powdered my nose. It would have to do.

  “Your place or mine Mr. Andrews?” I asked as I walked out to the front throwing on my coat and grabbing my purse.

  He was reading a fashion magazine and looked at me with no expression on his face. “I think mine will suit our needs tonight for what I have planned. You didn’t make me wait very long. You must be a little anxious to see what I have in store for you”

  “No, I’m not anxious. Curious to see you’re like the rest of them. Let’s get this over with and hopefully, you’ll leave me alone, and I can get some rest tonight.”

  Colt walked to the door and held it open, ignoring what I had said to him. I was surprised to see he drove his own car. A sleek black four-door Porsche was pulled in front of the salon.

  “Thank you,” He opened the passenger door to let me slide in. Colt slipped in beside me and put the car in gear and sped off.

  “I’ve thought about you and that visit I paid you after the art gallery function. It’s all I have been thinking about, Gabby. Well, that and this business deal I finished.” Colt was maneuvering through traffic and trying to keep his eyes off my bare legs.

  “I wish I could say the same. I’ve been busy.” I lied. I wasn’t going to come clean and let him know he was all I thought about.

  Chapter 13

  The short ride took us to the Upper West side and my favorite part of New York City. His apartment was in one of the most extravagant buildings in the city. I almost thought I was underdressed walking into the lobby. I didn’t know what to expect when he unlocked the door and we stepped inside. His sense of style and the way he decorated impressed me instantly. Everything screamed Colt and the way he carried himself. A gourmet kitchen that never looked used, floor to ceiling windows, wood floors so shiny they looked like glass. His living room was filled with antique aviation replicas, old airplane pictures and a huge painting of Amelia Earhart was above his mantle.

  “Nice place.”

  “Thanks. I moved in here in college as a matter of fact. This apartment was my parent's place for thirty years and they wanted to move out to the country to retire. I lucked out I guess you could say.” No shit, I thought. He was taking off his tie and watch as soon as he walked in. I set down my purse wondering where the restroom was in the mammoth home. The place was insanely huge.

  “Where’s your bathroom?” I asked as my voice echoed in the vastness.

  Colt nodded his head down the hall.

  “First door on the left is the best out of the five in here. Would you like something to drink? I could use one.” Five bathrooms? Who needs five bathrooms? I thought about bolting. I was way out of my league. What the hell was I doing? Holy shit.

  “Whiskey,” I said as I walked down the hall taking off my heels. I faked feeling comfortable and didn’t want to let my guard down.

  “My kind of woman.” I looked back feeling Colt’s eyes glued to my ass. Sure enough, when I turned around, he was staring.

  “Get the whiskey, hot shot,” I smiled back at him.

  I looked in the mirror and noticed I could use a fresh coat of red lip stain. I also dabbed the stain on my nipples to make them stand out more. This was an old trick I read about in a magazine and this trick drove some of them nuts. I took my hair down and shook the strands giving me a messy let’s go to bed illusion. I spritzed myself with my perfume and made sure my breath was fresh with a squirt of mint breath freshener.

  When I walked out, Colt stood in the very large industrial style kitchen with a boyish expression on his face.

  “I didn’t know how you wanted your whiskey,” he smiled, rolling his shirt sleeves up.

  “I prefer a shot. I don’t like to fool around, remember.” I kept my eyes on him.

  “That’s right. None of that mushy stuff.” He smiled to himself and filled two large shot glasses.

  He slid mine across the granite countertop and held his up as his eyes bore into me.

  “Here’s to tonight, Gabby Barone. You’re exactly what I needed and exactly where I want you to be, finally.” We lightly hit our shot glasses and threw back the shots. The amber liquid burned wonderfully and I knew in a few minutes the shot would hit me and help me relax. I raised my glass for another and he lifted his brow at me as if he was shocked.

  "Pour the shot," I demanded. He filled the shot glass, and I downed the whiskey in one swallow.

  Colt looked at me with inquisition. I got a sense he wasn’t used to my type of woman. He walked over to me and took me in his arms unexpectedly.

  “You aren’t going to run off are you? I sense you are uneasy about this,” he said, looking down at me. Holy fuck those eyes were beautiful, so green and mysterious. His hands went to the back of my thighs and his fingers caressed me as he lifted my dress. He was barely touching me with the tips of his fingers. Goosebumps erupted all over my skin.

  “No, I’m not running off, but I’m going to be a challenge to satisfy,” I whispered.

  “I’m more than prepared for the job, sweetheart.” His lips brushed my forehead.

  “Oh, Colt Andrews I’ve heard that before. I hope you have the ass to back it up.”

  “Believe me, I can back it up. You enjoy the ride.” I responded by grabbing for his hair and running my fingers in it. I pulled him closer to me. My body arched, and I pushed my breasts to him. I reached down to touch his erection and I liked what was pushing against his expensive pants. I wanted to melt into him.

  His voice was gravely and so sexy as he murmured in my ear. “Turn around.” I put my back to him and pressed my ass against his cock.

  He found the zipper on the back of my dress and slid it down slowly. He reached up and pulled the strap off my shoulder to let the dress pool to the ground. My breasts were swollen, and my nipples were hard. The clasp of my bra was in the front, and my body ignited when he reached around and unhooked the clasp. He cupped my breasts and squeezed them.

  “Gabby, you’re so beautiful.” I shivered with passion and need to have him fuck me. His hands roamed across my skin lightly.

  “This ass of yours is perfect. I want my face buried in you soon.” He pulled me back to him and I ground against him with want and need. He nuzzled his lips on my neck and then his mouth reached my ear.

  “I’m about to fuck you senseless. I want to control you tonight, Gabby. I’m going to tell you what to do, and you’re going to listen.” His hand reached between my thighs and he touched the lips of my pussy.

  “Fuck, you’re wet already.”

  My clit throbbed along with the beat of my heart and I had to have him inside me. His thick cock was pressed against my ass, teasing me. I lifted my arms over my head and grabbed onto him as he stood behind me. I put my head on his shoulder and looked back at him. He kissed me as I sucked on his whiskey tasting tongue. His fingertip skimmed my naked body letting them dance across my hard nipples.

  Breathing was becoming difficult, and I had never been so turned on before. Colt scooped me up in his arms and carried me to his bedroom. The room was exquisite like the rest of the house. The floors, black hardwood, a waterfall on the wall, neutral colors, and very masculine furniture. The wall behind his bed was an entire old map of the world and his bed was huge. A breeze and thunderstorm were blowing around outside and the cool air came through his french doors that opened up to a balcony.


  Colt placed me gently on his bed as he studied me. I wondered what he would do with me, where he would touch me next. So far I was intrigued by this exquisite torture and my body begged for him. He unbuttoned his shirt, took it off, and shed the rest of his clothes as I watched hungrily. My mouth watered as I stared at his wonderful body and gyrated my hips knowing he was going to fill me with his perfect hard cock. His chiseled chest was covered in a spattering of light colored hair, his stomach flat with the hint of a six pack. His legs were long, muscular, and covered in soft blonde feathery wisps of hair. I could imagine running my tongue up and down them. He had his boxer shorts on and I so desperately wanted to take them off. His erection peeked through the top.

  “Don’t be nervous or scared. You’re safe with me. I promise. I'm not going to hurt you. Not in a bad way. You will experience a hurt and sexual ache so good, you won’t want me to stop. I know you aren’t used to a man being in charge, but this man is. I’ll tell you what you’ll do and when you can come. If you don’t like something I do to you, we’ll stop. Do you understand?” His silk tie went around my eyes and there was instant darkness.

  I nodded my head, unable to speak. He rose off the bed and I lie there helpless to him. The breeze from the opened window blew on my sweat covered body, causing me to shiver. I could hear him walking back over to the bed.

  “Gabby spread your legs for me. I want you open and wide so I can see all of you. Something tells me you’re going to enjoy this.”

  I spread my legs, and let this sexy man have access to every part of me.

  I lay there writhing around waiting for what he was going to give me.

  “Jesus, you’re wet. You would come in a second if I touched you. Do you want to come Gabby?” His voice was muffled between my legs.

  “Yes,”

  “How bad do you want to come? Are you going to beg me?”

  I could feel his hot breath between my legs. The scruff on his face rubbed inside of my thighs.

  “Please, Colt.”

  “God, I love how you say my name.” He started to lick along the inside of my thighs leaving a wet trail to where my legs met my sex. He stopped, as I moaned in desperation. He kissed me down the inside of my thighs.

  “You have the most beautiful legs, Gabby. So tanned and toned and perfect like the rest of you.” Colt didn’t stop at my thighs. He made his way down my entire leg. His tongue ran the back of my calf and to my ankle which he bit playfully. I couldn’t take the suspense. He knew where to touch and kiss me.

  “Colt Please. You’re being mean.” I whispered as I tried to not move around so much.

  The heaviness of his body on the bed shifted.

  I could hear him laugh as he ran his tongue back up my legs and across my clit. I gasped. He let the tip of his tongue circle my clit ever so lightly. He used his thumbs to pull me farther apart. He swiped his tongue again across me. I moaned wildly for more.

  “Fuck, you taste so good. So sweet like candy, Gabby.” I tried to push my hips into him more to grind into his face.

  “Not yet.”

  He placed his fingers on my clit, pulsating against him. As he did that, Colt put his tongue inside me, and tongue fucked me mercilessly.

  Unable to catch my breath, he stopped and then slipped two fingers inside me. The forcefulness of a building orgasm was more intense. Not being able to see, added to the mystery. He pulled his fingers out tortuously slow. My head was in a daze.

  Colts body shifted and his weight left the bed. My hands clawed at the sheets in anticipation of what he was going to do to me next.

  Then his breath was on my face and he whispered. “I want you to stand for me.”

  I sat up, and Colt pulled me off the bed. I couldn’t see. I hoped this wasn’t going to go weird. Should I say the safe word?

  “Colt, why do you want me to stand?" He didn’t answer but guided me a few steps. He moved in front of me and grabbed my wrists. The heavy clink of the metal and chains echoed in the quiet room. Colt lifted my arms over my head against something. The cold metal was around my wrists. I felt them lock and realized I was handcuffed to something and my heart raced. I was a little more scared and maybe more turned on by the fact something sexual was about to happen. I felt the heat from his body, but he didn’t touch me.

  His mouth was on my ear as he spoke. “You’re at my mercy now. What I say goes. I don’t stop unless you say so.”

  I didn’t answer.

  His mouth devoured mine. He kissed me roughly showing me his dominance by biting my lip. The desire for him plowed through me. I pulled against the restraints. I needed to see him and touch him.

  “More,” I moaned. I wanted more of him. I needed more of him.

  “Already not listening.” His husky, masculine voice went right to my sex. My knees almost buckled when he grabbed my leg and wrapped it around his waist. His skin was so soft and smooth. His cock brushed against my pussy and I wanted to grind against its hardness. He pulled my hair roughly, pushing my neck back as he kissed my throat. Not kissed, he sucked on my skin. Oh God. The pain of biting and sucking was amazing. I whimpered and went limp against him.

  “I can feel your skin quiver under my hands and mouth. I wonder if your pussy is trembling?” Oh, fuck. I willed him to find out. Please. His fingers stroked inside my thighs far enough and then he would stop. I swallowed so I wouldn’t whimper.

  “You’re so beautiful. You have such perfect rosy nipples. I wish you could see what I see. You have to know how gorgeous you are.” I smiled inside knowing my lip stain peaked his attention. I couldn’t help but pull on the restraints again. I was so exposed, so in need to be touched by him. I arched my back trying to push against him. He moved away. Every muscle in my body was tight and burning. I didn’t think I would be able to stand much longer.

  “I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.” Where the hell was he going? The fear rose inside me. Seconds later, the sound of ice clinking against a glass reached my ears. I smelled whiskey. His lips were so close to me. He brushed the ice across my lips. I licked them and tasted the rich, austere flavor of whiskey. I wanted more. Then the burning wet feeling of ice was on my nipples. My pulse raced, and I whimpered. His mouth covered one of my nipples, and his tongue so big and soft, circled the hardened peak. His cock was pressed against the lips of my drenched pussy. His breath burned my skin. More ice, this time trailing down my stomach and getting closer to my sex. He stopped again. His hands cupped my pussy and I thought I may pass out. His thumb brushed my clit and his fingers were icy cold. Please don’t stop, I begged silently. I gasped, trying to catch my breath. He teased me relentlessly, brushing the lips of my pussy and stopping. I was so close. One brush of his finger and I would be done. His thumb hovered over my clit, teasing me. Oh please let me come, I begged silently in my head.

  “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”

  I did as he requested. Warm sweet honey was dripped in my mouth. I let the sweet, gooey nectar drizzled down my lips, chin, and neck. Colt slid his lips across mine as he continued to tease me with his fingers, not yet putting them inside me but letting me know they were so close. Holy fuck, I thought I was having an out of body experience. My breathing had reached the point of panting. I wanted to cry out in desperation, his touch felt so good. His fingertip rubbed my nipples with the honey. Then he was sucking them, so hungrily. The suction was incredible as he pulled and tugged with his mouth. Something about his scent, mixed with the aroma of honey, and sex in the air, sent my senses reeling out of control. Finally, his honey covered fingers went inside me.

  “I could do this for hours, but I want you to come now Gabby. Come for me, baby.” I wanted to reach out and grab onto him as the orgasm took over my body. With my wrists handcuffed, the feeling was powerful and so intense. I wanted to touch him and yet I didn’t. In this position he put me in, I was open and at his mercy. I was another girl at that moment, giving in to his dominance and loving it. I tried to push away the voice in m
y head to stop this. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to feel and I wanted this amazing man to want me.

  I bucked my hips as the waves of desire took over my body. I came like I never had before. Over and over I called out his name as he kept his fingers inside, searching and exploring, while his tongue licked honey off me. I wanted to touch myself to stop the ache in my breasts. I pulled on the restraints as I continued to ride the wave of complete abandon. My legs gave out, and he caught me in his arms. I pressed my face into the nape of his neck. He held me close to him caressing my back.

  “Did that feel good?” He whispered. I couldn’t even answer as the moans were still coming. I shook my head yes.

  He held me close to his warm body.

  I clung to him as he unlocked the handcuffs and took off his tie. My eyes tried to take in what was happening. Colt stood in front of me with his engorged cock sticking out. His lips shiny from the honey. I touched my breasts and Colt reminded me that wasn’t okay. His hands reached up to stop me.

  “No, lie on the bed.” I was sticky and in need of another orgasm as I eased myself on his bed. Colt climbed on top of me, kissed my lips, and ran his tongue along my throat and neck licking the rest of the honey. He trailed his tongue down my nipples and licked each one. I arched my back to him and let him play with my body as I writhed around his bed. I surprised myself at enjoying this continuous dominance over me. I was usually the one that took control and having Colt take over now, was more empowering. He somehow managed to drizzle more honey down my stomach and onto my thighs. His tongue followed in long luscious licks causing me to moan in complete abandon.

  “Please, Colt.”

  “Please what, Gabriella?” His cock lay on my sex as it teased me. I pushed my hips to him. His mouth took mine as he thrust his cock inside me with one quick move. My sex clenched around him holding him tighter and pulling him in deeper. I noticed the tension in his muscles as I held onto his arms. I looked up at him and his eyes were open staring at me. I was out of my mind with pleasure. His cock was big and thick as he slipped into me with no effort. I was drenched and the sound of my wet pussy and the pushing of his cock echoed in his room. It didn’t take long before we both came violently. Colt grabbed my waist as he arched into me, pushing harder. I had every inch of his magnificent cock inside of me. I moaned his name over and over, not wanting him to stop. He collapsed on top of me and any other time I would’ve pushed him off and left. This time, I enjoyed having his body on me.