"Turn over, miss." His voice was still that soft, unassuming tone, but did she hear a husky note of desire in it? For the first time in her life, Tonisha was actually afraid to meet a man's gaze. If he wasn't as affected by this as she was, she'd be utterly humiliated. Fortunately, she needn't have worried. When she turned over, Eduardo was at her side, the front of his pants bulging with what looked to be a very impressive erection. Her gaze snapped to his, the relief overwhelming. Some of the tension drained away, but it was quickly replaced with more sexual tension, so strong she could smell it. As if there wasn't enough of that already.
Eduardo, never taking his eyes from hers, dribbled a small amount of massage oil in his palms and rubbed them together to warm the liquid. Ever so slowly, he lowered them to her breasts, kneading them in much the same way he had her buttocks. Her nipples pebbled between his fingers as he continued the sensual glide.
Closing her eyes, Tonisha gave herself up to the sensations Eduardo created so effortlessly. Strong, sure caresses roamed her breasts and torso. No patch of skin was left untouched. Hips to belly, then back to breasts, Eduardo played her body like a finely tuned instrument. Before he'd finished, Tonisha writhed unashamedly beneath him, moaning and whimpering her need without fear he'd rebuff her or deny her what she so desperately needed.
Arching into his touch, Tonisha stopped even trying to restrain herself. It might be inappropriate behavior, but she was beyond caring. Eduardo's hands were pure magic. Her skin tingled. And it wasn't the massage oil. He left a trail of burning fire everywhere he touched, everywhere he even looked at her. And he was looking. The appreciation in his gaze made her glad her personal trainer was such a sadist.
His hands left her breasts and torso to move down her legs once more. The oil he used made her skin gleam. The soft light from the candles flickered, playing across her nude body, caressing her with shadows and highlights. She knew she had beautiful skin. Hints of reddish hues blended with the darker tones and made her look exotic.
With long, sure strokes of his hands, Eduardo moved back up her body to extend the seemingly never-ending pleasure to her arms and hands. He kneaded into her palms before moving back up her arms to work out the muscles from her biceps to her shoulder. The stretch as he used the heel of his hand to glide over the tense knots he found there was equal parts pleasure and pain. After a few glides over her arm, he again moved to her breast, this time catching the hard little nipple between his fingers and tugging gently before moving on. Tonisha almost thought the move had been unintentional until she looked at his face. Stormy dark eyes met hers without flinching. The man definitely knew what he was doing.
Once caught in the trap of his sensual gaze, Tonisha found there was no looking away this time. He wanted her to keep looking at him, and she was powerless to deny him. Slowly, ever so slowly, he bent his head to her breast. Warm breath fanned the rigid peak as he looked at her. He wasn't asking permission, just giving her time to stop him. Because Tonisha knew unless she actually said the words, he was taking the massage to the next level. She'd be damned if she even tried to stop him. It would be like refusing the most critical part of her therapy. And it was therapy. Her monthly ritual was as much about putting herself in someone else’s keeping as it was to relax and enjoy herself.
Fascinated, Tonisha watched as her nipple disappeared between his lips. A hiss escaped before she could stop it, her whole body clenching in desperate need.
"Eduardo…" Although she had spoken, she had no idea what she was about to say. Stop? Yeah, right. Not so much. It felt too good. It had been way too long.
"Shhh," he commanded. "Just relax. Let me channel your tension and remove it with pleasure."
Who was she to argue?
He took her nipples with long, slow, flat licks of his tongue. Both breasts received equal attention. There was no way she could stop the way her fingers threaded through those silky, black locks of his, even if he'd told her to. It was almost like a naughty dream, an incredible fantasy she couldn't control. Eduardo lavished attention on her breasts until she not only squirmed, but moaned and bucked her hips helplessly at him.
That was when he kissed his way down her body to her navel, delving into the little indenture with his tongue. All the while, he never broke eye contact with her. The intense scrutiny was a little unnerving. It was as if he watched her for the slightest reaction, the minutest change in expression. Tonisha had had many lovers, but none of them had ever paid this much attention to her. This truly was all about her pleasure.
His kisses trailed from her navel down the soft slope of her belly, nipping the tender flesh only to lave away the sting. Lips moving over her freshly waxed mound, Eduardo licked and rubbed his face against her skin. Tonisha could have sworn he inhaled deeply and relinquished a slight growl, but she couldn't be sure. The blood pounded in her ears with pent-up energy. The need for release into one hellacious orgasm nearly drowned out even the soft music.
Small pebbles of sweat broke out all over her skin, and her breathing was labored. Oh, God, she needed to come, she needed him to kiss her deeper in a more intimate kiss. Having him so close she could feel the heated air of his breath against her most sensitive flesh was torturous.
“Soon.” The sound of his rich voice startled her. Had she said that out loud?
Tonisha tried to relax, tried to draw in enough air to calm her racing heart. It wasn’t working. Not when Eduardo opened her thighs even wider and began to nibble on the delicate skin there. Forget trying to keep it together. A distressed moan escaped as she bucked her hips upward in a plea for satisfaction.
“Please, please, please…” Begging was not something she was used to doing in her everyday life. Right now, it was all too appropriate.
Finally, finally she felt the hot swipe of his tongue against her labia. A single tear of frustrated joy slipped from her eye as she lifted her hips, opening her legs as wide as she could. Thankfully, this time he took the hint and deepened the carnal kiss, thrusting his tongue inside her quim. Gripping the table, Tonisha allowed herself to be swept away as Eduardo slipped his tongue in and out of her pussy, then moved to suck on her clit before moving back down again. So close! She was just on the edge when he stopped, pulling away and leaving nothing but cool air in his wake.
“No! No, please, I need-”
“I know what you need.” The heat in his emerald gaze seared her down to her bones. God, no one ever talked to her like that. Most people were terrified of her. But not this man. “You want to come. You need to wait and allow me to take care of you.”
That knocked the wind right out of her sails. As much as she wanted to argue, it was damned sexy to have a man take charge like that. Plus, he had inserted one thick finger where his tongue had so recently been, stealing her ability to think rationally. The slow, exquisite ache began to build all over again, forcing her to roll her hips in rhythm with his finger. Soon, the digit was joined by another, filling her almost as well as his cock certainly could.
And speaking of which, she really, really wanted that cock. She wanted to see it, touch it, kiss it.
“I want to taste you,” Tonisha shocked herself by saying. Generally speaking, she was not the kind of girl who went for the oral. Oh, she liked getting it, just hated returning the favor generally speaking. But for some reason the thought of pleasuring this man that way made her mouth water.
Eduardo didn’t seem as shocked as she was by the declaration. A wicked grin broke out on his face as he curled the fingers he had inside her upward, seeking and finding that very special spot, then stroked it vigorously. Tonisha barely had time to comprehend what was happening before his mouth swept down once more, his lips closing around her clit, sucking without mercy.
This time Tonisha screamed, her hands burying themselves in his dark hair, and pulled him closer. She might be suffocating him, she thought belatedly, but damned if she could let go.
The pleasure was all consuming. Her whole body quaked in the aftermath, stars swimming before her eyes. Still Eduardo didn't let up. Fingers moving wickedly, he kept up the relentless pressure inside her, drawing out every ounce of pleasure he could. The climax seemed to go on and on, not wanting to return her to reality. Eduardo didn't seem inclined to let her go back to reality either. His wicked fingers and tongue seemed to keep her in a perpetual state of bliss with no intention of letting her go.
After another particularly hard orgasm, he stood, his fingers never leaving her cunt. Moving around to her side, he stood before her with a huge bulge in his immaculate white pants.
"Unzip me." His command was gruff, yet not harsh. He was as turned on as she was, but his control remained firmly in place. When she did as he asked, he added, "Take out my cock." Tonisha had never heard a better idea in her life. He sprang free when she pulled aside his underwear, large, full, and gloriously hard.
He stepped closer, his hand going to her head to urge her to take him into her mouth. Which she did. Eagerly. The thickness of him thrilled her like nothing had in a long while. Eduardo was still fully dressed, but taut muscle greeted her where she uncovered his skin. Abs rippled, thigh muscles bunched. Damn, she'd love to get him naked. But she had a feeling that wasn't happening today.
Eduardo closed his eyes for a brief moment while she sucked, using all the knowledge and experience she'd gained over the years. The taste of him was intoxicating. The musky, male scent combined with his salty essence was a heady combination exploding on her tongue. She couldn't do her best because he seemed to want her on her back, but she took at least half of him, pulling until her cheeks hollowed with the effort.
He didn't let her play long before pulling out and moving back down to the foot of the table. Wrapping his forearms around her thighs, he pulled her to the edge before slipping on a condom, positioning himself at her entrance.
"Now. Relax. Let me have you." Strangely, Tonisha knew that was exactly what she was going to do. No orders. No pleas for release. She would just lie there and feel.
When he entered her, he did it slowly, with exquisite care, allowing her to get used to the feel of him. There was a slight burn as he stretched her, but nothing even bordering on pain. He stilled then, not moving at all. His gaze burned over her face, probably examining her every reaction. He already knew she wanted this, so Tonisha had no idea what he was looking for. If she had, she'd have gladly given it to him so he'd fuck her already. She felt like she was about to explode. If he didn't get inside her soon, she might kill him.
A slight smirk crossed his features. Nothing condescending or cruel. It was as if he’d read her mind and found her threat amusing. No sooner did anger enter her mind, than Eduardo began to move. A slow, sensual glide replaced any burn with extreme pleasure. He kept his thumb on her clit, rubbing sensually with every stroke. He didn't move fast, but kept a slow, steady tempo designed to drive her out of her mind.
Which it did.
Tonisha lost what little sanity she had left. Mindlessly, she thrashed on the tiny cot, thrusting her hips at Eduardo in an attempt to make him move faster. Harder. All the while, he kept the same steady pace, driving her over the edge into complete madness.
Pleasure was a living, breathing thing inside her, crawling through her gut, centering on her clit. With every movement of his cock, every time his body slapped against hers, she cried out, no longer caring if anyone heard her. It was her hour, goddammit, she'd damned well scream if she wanted.
Breathing became laborious, her lungs burning with every breath. "Oh, God! Eduardo!" Her screaming his name seemed to be the catalyst for Eduardo to give her what she needed. Instantly, he surged into her, his body giving her the most pleasure she'd ever experienced with another human being. Hell, she'd never experienced anything like this with her own hand. Or the myriad of toys she had at her disposal. Eduardo was masterful! He seemed to know exactly what she needed and how to best give it to her.
"That's it, lovely Tonisha. Come."
"Yes! For you!"
"No," he said sharply. "Come for yourself."
With a harsh, strangled cry, Tonisha did exactly as she was told. Her muscles contracted, and her whole body seemed alive with the intense pleasure. Something inside her detonated, and she was surprised it didn't tear her apart with the exquisite force. All the while, Eduardo continued his relentless thrusting inside her, giving her everything she needed without reservation.
Just as her climax began to fade, she felt him swelling inside her, his movements becoming just a little erratic. His breathing grew ragged, and the veins and tendons stood out on his neck. His hoarse cry rang out through the small room, signaling his own release, a look of utter bliss on his face as his orgasm washed over him.