Sarah fought the urge to come right there and then, knowing that if she waited it’d be so much more. But damn, the man was making it a true punishment.
“Too much,” she sobbed as he pulled out his fingers and fucked her with his tongue. “Jake!”
Pleasure was turning to pain and a deep, overwhelming need. “Jake!” She screamed his name as she felt her orgasm building, building, building. “I’m coming.”
Jake removed his hands and mouth, leaving her chilled and shuddering with desperate need. Sarah sobbed, her body on fire. “No!” He couldn’t stop now.
Jake stood, forcing her back against the wall of the elevator. He framed her face between his hands. “I’m going to make you beg, Sarah. I’m going to bring you to the peak then stop you. Over and over.”
He took her mouth in his and kissed her hard and deep, leaving her in no doubt that he controlled every movement she made. “God, Jake! Take me now. Fuck me.” Her desire was so great. She was dripping down her thighs.
Jake took a step back and folded his arms across his chest.
Sarah panicked. His message was clear. He could give and he could, and would, deny.
“I’m sorry. Yes, Jake. Yes, sir. Whatever you want, Sir.” She stood trembling. Waiting.
“Show me that pretty ass of yours Sarah.”
Sarah turned and put her hands back on the bar, bent over, and, understanding what Jake liked, spread her legs apart.
“Good girl,” he crooned, rubbing and caressing her ass.
Damn. His voice filled with promise made her want to beg him to do whatever he wanted. She tensed when his fingers slid over her anus then dipped into her pussy then back up. Her hips wiggled and jerked. Then he plunged into her so fast and sudden and hard that her breath caught in her throat.
“Take me, Sarah. Take all of me.”
Sarah gasped at the furious pace. He held her hips against him as he pounded into her. Her pussy was so wet, she was making sucking noises every time he pulled out. Jake shoved her toward another peak.
She was about to come but he pulled out. Their heavy breathing filled the air. It thrilled her to realize he was in as much pain as she. He might have stopped her, but he’d also denied himself. That, she knew, was her power over him and knowing she made him just as desperate, fueled her own desperate need.
“Turn around,” he ordered.
Sarah turned in his arms. His fingers captured her clit.
“Watch,” he ordered, his breath fanning the side of her face.
Opening her eyes, she saw their reflection in the closed silvery mirror of the elevator door. He stood behind her, his arms around her, one hand between her legs. He stroked. “See how good we are together. See that we belong.”
Sarah knew if he let go she’d slide boneless to the floor. Her hips jerked and followed the motion of his fingers. He moved harder, faster. So did she. His body curved around hers, supporting her as he drove her toward another peak.
She’d never had an orgasm standing, didn’t know it was possible. “Can’t stop. Want…” she moaned.
“What do you want, Sarah?” He whispered the question in her ear.
“I want to come. Sir!” She tried to keep from screaming.
“Why should I allow you to come?”
“Jake!” she cried. His fingers went still.
“No! Don’t stop. Let me come. Please Sir!”
“Why?” His fingers rolled her tight bud then stroked.
“Because I love you,” she sobbed.
He smiled against her cheek. “And I love you, Sarah. Can you accept that? Will you believe me this time, my sweet Sarah?” He increased the pressure and speed.
“Yes, Jake. I believe you.” God, she wanted him so bad, not just for sex. She had to believe him, believe in him.
“Come, Sarah. Watch how I make you come.”
Holding her breath, Sarah stared at their reflections and watched his fingers move over her clit.
“Now!” he nipped her earlobe.
Sarah’s hips jerked, her back arched against Jake, her hips thrusting out and into his hand. Her orgasm consumed her.
Before the shudders stopped, Jake turned her, pressed her hard against the elevator door, lifted her, and impaled her with his cock. Sarah wrapped her legs around his waist. His fingers dug into her hips as he fucked her hard and furious.