Beyond Temptation. Lisette Ashton

hands worked clumsily on his belt. She could see the shape of his bulging erection pushing at the front of his pants. Once again she was struck by the urgent need to have his naked body pressed against hers.

      And this time she was determined that would happen.

      ‘Wait,’ she gasped breathlessly. ‘Please, wait.’

      He hesitated, uncertain.

      She ignored the expression.

      Turning her back on him, she crawled over the sheets to her bedside cabinet and pulled open the top drawer. She knew that from this position her exposed sex would be visible to him and she swayed her hips provocatively, knowing he would be looking.

      She could mentally picture her own pussy after the tonguing he had just given. The lips of her sex would be peeled wide apart in preparation for him. The pale blonde hairs would be darkened with his saliva and plastered to the wet flesh around her hole. It was an intoxicating image and she couldn’t resist the arousal it inspired. His sigh of excitement told her that he was watching intently and she smiled to herself. With a devilish giggle, she reached inside the cabinet drawer, pondered over her choice for a moment, then turned back to him.

      ‘Here,’ Robyn said, tossing three small packets towards him. ‘Pick one.’ Moving quickly across the bed she joined him as he studied the packets she had just thrown.

      ‘Condoms?’ Dominic mused.

      ‘Which are you going to choose?’ Robyn grinned up at him. ‘Make a choice. Let me know what sort of lover you are.’

      He toyed with the three packets, tracing his finger between the black one and the multicoloured one before he selected the orange packet. After studying it curiously for a moment, he dropped it back to the bed.

      ‘You pick,’ he told her, working on his belt. ‘I don’t mind.’

      Robyn shook her head and stopped his hands.

      ‘I want you to pick one,’ she insisted. ‘You can tell a lot about a person by the type of condom they pick. I want to find out what sort of person you are.’

      As she said this, she began to unfasten the belt for him. Her fingers quickly opened the clasp and then she was sliding the strip of leather free from the belt loops. With a deft movement, she teased his zipper downwards. The pulse of his erection trembled through the fabric of his pants. She quickened her actions, eager to encounter and experience his length. Enjoying oral from a comparative stranger was a pleasant enough experience – but it was no substitute for the real thing.

      ‘They’re only rubbers.’ Selecting one at random, he said, ‘I’ll pick this one.’

      Robyn glanced at the black packet he held and shrieked.

      ‘You can’t use that one.’ Tones of mock-horror were clear in her voice. ‘You don’t know me well enough to use that one. Pick again.’

      He studied the black packet suspiciously.

      ‘What’s so special about this one?’

      She pushed his trousers down and found him naked underneath. His long eager length stood proudly to attention. The foreskin had peeled back and the dark red dome glistened wetly with pre-come. Robyn smiled at his cock and stroked her fingers against the warm flesh.

      ‘That’s a particularly “safe” brand of condom,’ she explained. Arousal added huskiness to her words. ‘It’s particularly thick and secure, for those more intimate sexual acts.’

      He was still frowning, missing the point. ‘Aren’t all sexual acts intimate?’ he asked.

      She rolled her eyes. She wondered how it was possible for someone to appear so attractive and desirable yet still be so thick-headed. It was almost as though they belonged to a different species.

      ‘It’s a rubber,’ he said dully. ‘I don’t get it. What’s so special about it?’

      Stroking his length between her fingers, Robyn eased herself from the bed and placed her mouth next to his ear.

      ‘It’s thicker,’ she whispered. She blew the words with warm breath against the sensitive flesh at his neck. ‘It’s smoother. It’s very lubricated. And it’s ultra-safe. Because it possesses all those admirable qualities, you could use it to fuck my arsehole if I consented to such a depraved act.’

      As she said the words, she felt his cock stiffen in her hand. His mouth turned on hers and he kissed her with ferocious passion.

      ‘I want to use this one,’ he told her brandishing the black condom. ‘I want to fuck your arse.’

      Robyn drew an excited sigh. ‘No,’ she said firmly.

      He frowned.

      ‘Not yet,’ she amended.

      Taking the condom from his fingers, she said, ‘Pick again.’

      ‘By “not yet”, what exactly do you mean?’ Dominic teased. His fingers caressed her breasts through the fabric of her dress.

      She trembled. ‘Maybe later.’

      ‘Only maybe?’

      His fingers touched her more firmly as she thrust out her nipples. His stiff cock twitched with anticipation.

      ‘Pick another,’ she insisted. Arousal added urgency to each syllable. If he continued teasing for a moment or two longer she felt sure she would relent to his request. ‘Let’s see how excited you make me, and we’ll take things from there.’

      Again, without giving the matter any more thought, he plucked a brightly coloured packet from the two remaining.

      Robyn felt her heartbeat race as she saw which he had picked. Her fingers went to the buttons of his shirt, quickly unfastening them and revealing more of his body.

      ‘The fruit-flavoured one,’ she observed. Smiling into his eyes, she asked, ‘Do you want me to suck you?’

      Again his cock twitched in her hand. The desperate pulse had indicated his answer before he had the chance to voice it.

      ‘Is that what this type is for?’

      ‘It’s what I use them for,’ she said simply. She eased the shirt off his body. His broad chest was smooth and hairless. His small nipples barely jutted forward but she lowered her lips to one of them and darted her tongue against the tiny bead of flesh.

      Dominic drew a heavy sigh.

      His hands worked on her dress and although Robyn hadn’t wanted him to strip her, she allowed him to slide the zip down. As soon as it was open, she merely had to shrug her shoulders and the garment fell from her body. She stood in front of him, naked save for her stockings.

      In the palm of her hand, his eager length twitched. With a hungry gaze he took in her large breasts with the dark areolas and long, fat nipples. He reached out to touch them but she moved herself away.

      ‘Lie down,’ she encouraged, patting the bed. ‘It’ll be more fun on the bed.’

      Instead of obeying, Dominic took her in his arms. His naked body was pressed against hers and her breasts were squeezed against his muscular chest. The tips of her nipples were crushed against him while his exposed erection throbbed hotly at her stomach. He stroked her back and buttocks with quick, passionate caresses. Then, for a second time, he lifted her onto the bed.

      This time, he joined her.

      When their mouths met he slid his tongue between her lips in an eager, intimate kiss. The distant flavour of her own pussy juice was on his breath and the taste rekindled her passion. She rubbed her hand against his swollen shaft, relishing each pulse that trembled from him. And yet, as much as she enjoyed his embrace and the sensation of having his length in her hand, the need to have his cock in her mouth was paramount. She writhed free from his arms. Dominic lay back on the bed and she stroked his hardness affectionately before opening the brightly