Marie Harte - Closing the Deal

And after tonight’s emotional upheaval passed, they’d be over anyway. He wouldn’t be able to handle it when she cut him loose. They never did. She blinked to still the annoying tears threatening to spill, grateful she faced away from him while he finished tying her up.

“You know what’s coming. I love you, Sydney Fields.” He gripped her hair and forced her to turn her head to face him. He just stared at her, then nodded. “Yeah, you need this, baby. You need me.”

“You and your ego,” she huffed.

He chuckled. “I think that’s your ego you’re talking about. You get off knowing men want you. But that’s okay, Syd. I like a woman who values herself. You’re beautiful, successful, smart. But rock-stupid when it comes to me.”

“Hey.”

“That’s okay. You just need someone to teach you how to behave.” To her shock, he smacked her ass. “Oh, that’s pretty.”

“Derrick,” she said, strangled on her outrage. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Just getting you warmed up. You’re a bad girl, Syd.”

The asshole! She struggled in the silken ropes around her wrists. “Don’t you even think—”

He shoved the tip of his finger between her ass cheeks, and she froze.

“Now be a good girl and keep quiet, or I’ll have to spank you again. And who knows? I might accidentally slip and slide my finger up that fine ass of yours before you’re good and ready for me. Now, are you with me, my pretty little French maid?”

She nodded violently but didn’t do more than glare at him when he removed his finger. She tried to hold onto her mad, but Christ, he was so sexy. His natural dominance fit him much better than that costume he wore.

“Now take this. You need it.” He smacked her ass a few more times, but to her shock, the sting warmed, especially when he stopped and rubbed it away. “Now discipline’s not really my thing. More Dylan’s specialty. But we are twins, and we share a lot. But not you, Sydney. You, beautiful, are all mine.”

She could feel his focus, the pure masculine intent centered on her. He confused her, made her feel cherished yet…scared. “Derrick, what do you want from me?”

“You mean, after I come in your ass?”

She squirmed in the restraints, more than turned on by her helplessness. “Derrick…”

“Sydney, I love you.” He studied her each time he said it, as if trying to torture her with his words. “And I’m going to prove it to you. You need a man strong enough to handle your temper, as well as that finer than fine body. That fuckhead Brian wasn’t the man for you, baby. I am.”

She didn’t mind being tied up, but Derrick was taking things too far with this love nonsense. “Derrick, Brian isn’t my date. He’s a client. Nothing more. Not that it’s your business. You and I are friends who fuck. No need to pretty it up with fancy words and romance.” Her words hung between them. Now the only question remained. Would he fuck her, then leave? Or just leave?

She turned her face forward into the pillow, giving herself enough room to breathe while unable to see the rejection coming her way.

He paused, then continued to caress her ass. “Not my business? You wish, baby. Everything about you is my business.” He stepped away and returned moments later. He touched her ass again, but this time he pried her cheeks wide.

“Derrick?” She refused to turn her head. And then she felt it, the slow intrusion of something cold, slick and there , sitting at her anus.

“Now, baby, it’s time to show you how much I love you.”

“Easy.” Derrick pushed the slender plug in slowly, letting her grow accustomed to its fit. He continued to talk to her, asking her how she felt as he inched it in further.

“It’s too big,” she complained and squirmed, which only seated the plug deeper. “How the hell is you ass-fucking me showing me you love me? This isn’t a porn movie.”

He chuckled. Sex with Sydney was never boring. It was always fun, and it just kept getting better. “Quit making me laugh. And don’t move. If you think this is too big, wait until I’m inside you.”

“Asshole.”

Yet she didn’t beg him to remove the plug or stop. She wanted this, wanted him. He just had to figure out a way past her defenses. This wasn’t a bad way to start.

Sydney needed to feel important, the center of his world. And she’d only ever responded to him wholeheartedly with sex. Their nonsexual time together had been fun, exciting even. But she’d always held a part of herself back. He’d felt it, and he didn’t like it.

He still had a hard time believing that he—Derrick Warren—had fallen so hard for a stubborn redhead out to refuse him. But he couldn’t help it. She was beautiful, lived life to the fullest, and had a generous heart. Loyalty to her friends ran deep. And she had confidence, which he found so sexy in a woman. She didn’t take any shit from anyone. Including him.

But fuck it all, the woman also annoyed him more than any woman ever had. Yet instead of turning him off, she turned him way on, physically and emotionally. If he couldn’t have her in his life, he didn’t know what he’d do.

Petting her thighs and back, her stroked her as he fitted the rest of the plug into her ass. Small, no wider than his index finger, the thing was only four inches long. Yet Sydney squirmed and moaned, adjusting to its size.

“I can’t wait to take you here,” he murmured, staring down at her beautiful ass. “You’re so sexy, so round and virginal, aren’t you baby?”

She groaned. “Stop trying to seduce me. You already have me tied up.”

“Yeah, and you love it.”

Dark blue eyes flashed at him. “So what?”

“Just one more reason I love you.” He hated the doubt he saw in her expression but ignored it. “Yeah, a woman who loves sex as much as I do. Who comes when I touch her, and who has the best body I’ve ever made love to.”

“Gee, Derrick. I thought you loved me for my mind.”

He laughed. “Not your mind—your mouth. I don’t think I’ve ever met a woman who needed a spanking as much as you.”

She turned her head away, yet he heard the smile in her voice. “Please.”

“Turn back. I want you to see how hard you make me.”

Her head whipped back over.

“You’re so easy.” He grinned and stripped out of his clothing. Then he held out his cock, pumping himself for her. “This is going to be in you soon. I can’t wait to feel that ass hugging me while I come inside you.”

“No way is that going to fit,” she choked out.

“Oh yeah. So tight. Let’s see how you’re doing, hmm?” He joined her on the bed again and touched the end of the plug. Just seeing it there kept him hard as steel. Damn.

He pulled it out a little, conscious of her pain threshold. Then he started to play with her, pulling it out and pushing it back in, letting her get used to the feel of it.

He spent time with her before pulling the plug completely out. Then he lubed his finger and inserted one inside her ass, groaning at the fit.

“It feels strange,” she said on a breath when he added a second finger slowly to stretch her. “It burns, but it kind of feels good in a weird way.”

“Yeah.” He cleared his throat. “You have no idea how sexy you look, me playing with you like this. Fuck, I’m not gonna last at all.”

“Good. Serves you right for torturing me.”

He grinned. “See, that mouth is going to get you in trouble every time. Now hold on.” He stepped away to clean up his hands, then returned with the bag he’d stashed there earlier. “See this?” He pulled out a dildo. “This is for your pussy. That way you won’t be too empty while I’m fucking your ass.”