Surrender to Temptation Part IV: Tempted to Entice by Lauren Jameson Read Free Book Online

I pulled the cotton down until it dropped to the floor. Unabashed, Zach drank in the view of my naked pussy with greedy eyes.
    “Sit on the end of the bed.” As I moved to obey, he brought a large bag over to me. Reaching inside, he removed two objects, one of which I recognized, one that I didn’t.
    He handed me the one that was unfamiliar. Comprising four connected beads that were graduated in size with a ring at one end, I couldn’t imagine what it was for.
    “You liked watching the two men fuck at the club, didn’t you?” As he spoke, he unscrewed the lid from the object that I did recognize—a tube of lubricant.
    Heat spread over my skin as he drizzled a stream of thick, clear gel over the string of beads that I held in my hands.
    “You know I did.” What had turned me on even more was that the entirely masculine Zach had been just as into the scene as I was.
    “Anal play feels good for both men and women.” Closing the tube of lubricant, Zach reached over and rubbed it into my fingers. My entire body tightened with excitement.
    “You’ve given me pain tonight, and now I want to share in the pleasure.” He turned away from me, my eyes level with his trim waist, and I could feel my clitoris pulsing with the heat of extreme arousal.
    This was not something I could ever have imagined, but I was so, so into it.
    “What . . . what do I do?” I felt again that he was allowing me to be empowered, even though he was the one telling me what to do.
    I had never before in my life felt so in control, and I relished the sensation.
    “Rub some of the lubricant over me.” I did as he said, placing my slick hands on his flesh, massaging the liquid in.
    Fully aware of the ultimate goal, I held my breath and trailed one finger up to the entrance of his ass. When I pressed against the pucker of his anus, the tip of my finger breached his flesh, pulling tightly at me.
    He hissed in a breath, then moaned long and slow.
    “Now take the beads.” I removed my finger from his heat, shuddering with need. “Hold them by the ring, then press the smallest bead right where your finger just was.”
    I did as I was told, my every nerve on fire. I placed the smallest bead against his anus, then pushed, slowly.
    Zach let out a strangled moan and pushed back against me. The first bead slid inside his flesh.
    Perspiration dotted my brow, and yet I felt myself grow wetter between my thighs.
    “Now the next one.” It was harder to get the bigger bead in, for his flesh fought the intrusion. Finally all four beads were buried tightly inside his body, the ring snugged against the hard planes of his ass.
    Zach turned then, and I saw that his cock was engorged to what had to be the point of pain. Fisting his hands in my hair, he brought me just close enough to reach out and flick my tongue over the semen that had pooled at the tip of his shaft.
    “One day soon I’m going to fuck your ass with my cock.” I whimpered, then closed my mouth over the tip of his cock. He allowed me just a taste before positioning me back on the bed and flipping me so that I lay on my stomach.
    One finger stroked down the trail of my spine, skirting my ass and delving into the slickness of my pussy. Using my own wetness to ease his path, he pressed his finger against my anus and pressed until he breached the firm ring of muscle.
    I cried out, pressing my face into the cool, crisp covers of the bed. With just the tip of his finger he fucked forward and back, just teasing me with a sample of what he must have been feeling at that very moment.
    “You’ve been so very patient, Devon.” Pulling his finger from me, I felt him reach for the bag that had held the anal beads and the lubricant. What he removed this time sounded metallic, and I lifted my head, trying to see.
    “Be patient just a little bit more, little minx.” Pulling at my hips until my pelvis and legs hung off the bed, he placed his hands between my thighs and shoved them far apart.
    “I want