Hunting Lust (Orion the Hunter Part Three) by J.D. Chase Read Free Book Online Page A

his majestic cock.  No, the thought of having power over him was making me wet. I decided to do some research into Dominant/submissive relationships when I had some time alone.  The more I heard about it, the more I liked the sound of it.  I hadn’t realised that I had stopped moving as I thought.
     
    Lucas grasped each side of my head and began to fuck my mouth.  Oops, that’ll teach me to get distracted!   I lapped his length with my tongue as he began to get into his stride.  I quickly wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, to prevent him from going too deep, and began to pump him with my fist.  With my other hand, I cupped his balls and tickled the soft skin immediately behind them.
     
    “Fuuuuck, that’s so good!” he shouted and I felt the tension in his legs and his grasp on my head became slightly uncomfortable.  “Oh Issy, oh fuck!”  He pumped warm semen down the back of my throat; I struggled to swallow it all but I did.  His hands relaxed on my head as I licked him clean.  I kissed the tip, making him gasp, and then sat back on my heels feeling pretty pleased with myself.
     
    I looked up and he was gazing down at me, an expression of utter bliss on his face.  I’ve done that!  I’ve taken you to paradise.   I smiled and he shook his head slightly.  “That’s just one of the reasons why I don’t want this month to be over.”  His voice was so sincere but I really didn’t want to be reminded of the whole business of the trial, or whatever it was.  I was just happy to have a great time … and lots of great sex!
     
    He righted his clothing and helped me up, off my knees. He held my hand and led me the rest of the way to his bedroom.  I saw grocery bags on the chaise longue but my attention was drawn to all the beautiful lingerie that was laid out on his bed.  I looked from the lingerie to Lucas and back to the lingerie.  He laughed softly.  “Well, I seem to be unable to stop myself from destroying your panties so I thought it fair to replace them.”
     
    I sat on the bed and picked up one of the matching Agent Provocateur sets. A lovely deep blue silk bra and thong set.  I held up the skimpy thong and raised an eyebrow at Lucas.  He grinned. “I saw that set and thought it was made for you.” 
     
    “Did you now?” I said as I picked up a beautiful black lace set.  “They are beautiful Lucas but I can’t accept them.  You’ve only torn a couple of pairs of panties and, I have to say, I find it incredibly hot when you rip them off me so I’m not complaining.  This is too much!”
     
    Now it was his turn to raise eyebrows, “Incredibly hot, eh?  It’s a good thing that I got spares then.”
     
    He walked over to the chaise and picked up a pile of panties from behind the grocery bags.  “Three spare panties for each bra – that should keep you going … at least for a while.”
     
    I opened and closed my mouth like a fish.  Not only had he been thoughtful enough to replace what he’d ruined, but he’d had the foresight to bring replacements for future casualties!  I was stunned but impressed.
     
    He allowed me to put on one pair of panties to go home in but decreed that the rest of the lingerie was to stay there.  I was collecting the sets up in my arms to put in his dressing room when I noticed the time on the clock.  It was after 4 o’clock!  Dinner!
     
    Lucas insisted on driving me home and helping me in with the groceries.  James, the doorman, greeted me like a long lost friend as he pushed the elevator button for us.  There was no sign of Angel in the apartment.  I asked Lucas if he wanted to stay for a drink but he said he had to go because he was expecting a delivery.  I wondered whether there would be consequences for him, spending so much time with me when he usually put in 16 hour days at the office.  He assured me that he paid very capable people a lot of money to run things smoothly in his absence.  We agreed to meet for