The Harder They Fall (8 page)

“When
you say ‘dated,’ do you mean you fucked her?”

“Yes.”

Well, all right
.
That isn’t fatal
. “Why did you break up?” While it wasn’t the most
terrible thing he could have told her, it was really creepy to suddenly realize
she and her aunt had both shared his body.

“She
wanted more from the relationship than I did.”

“You
mean marriage and children? Seriously? My aunt Charlene wanted
that
?”

“Not
necessarily that, but she didn’t want me catting around the way I did.”

“Oh.”
This wasn’t exactly a new revelation. Why had he waited to tell her? “Did you
expect me to be upset?”

“Well,
yes, if you want to know the truth. I expected you to be very upset.”

“Why?”

“I
hurt her, Colleen. She hates me for it. She still holds a grudge.”

Colleen
lay back on the blanket and put her arms behind her head.
Now
the emails and phone call from Aunt Charlene made sense. “She
can hold quite a grudge, Blaine.” Colleen told him about the phone call and the
emails she’d received lately, warning her to be careful.

“I’m
sorry.”

She
glanced up at him. “Why? You didn’t do anything. She’s the one who never lets
anything go. Don’t misunderstand me. I love my aunt and I admire her, but you
do not want to cross that woman. She will make you pay for the rest of your
life.”

“That’s
exactly what I’m afraid of.”

She
sat up. “What do you mean?”

“The
permits.”

“I
told you the truth. She doesn’t have that kind of influence over the AFSR.”

“She’s
the Vice President. She can do anything she wants.”

“Well
then, just steer clear of her and she’ll be too busy to notice.”

“She
already knows we’re going out.”

Colleen
shrugged, but she knew Blaine was right. This relationship was a week old, and
it was already on Aunt Charlene’s radar. “So, what do you want to do? Are you
breaking up with me?”

“No.
I don’t want that.”

“I
don’t want that either. I say we keep going out. This will blow over.”

He
didn’t look convinced, and she understood now why he’d chosen this spot for the
talk. She had to walk back to the airlock to get away, and they were completely
alone. No one would overhear them, and there were no reporters or others up
here taking pictures.

Colleen
sat up. “Blaine, I have never stopped seeing someone because my aunt, or anyone
else for that matter, thought I should.” She crawled toward him, smiling. Since
they were completely alone, under the stars, they should make the best of it.
“And I’m not about to do so now. You’re stuck with me.”

His
grin made her pussy wet. “There is no one I would rather be stuck with.”

When
she reached him, she took off her sweater. Doing so made her body break out in
goosebumps, but she had a feeling Blaine would warm her up soon. “Good. So, as
long as we’re stuck up here for the night…” She removed her bra, loving the way
he didn’t even try to hide his lust as his gaze fixed on her boobs. “Let’s have
some fun. What do you say?”

He
reached out and grasped her breasts. “I say you’re the sexiest woman I have
ever met.”

Chapter
Ten

Blaine
kissed her, hard, shoving his tongue into her mouth. He tasted oysters and
wine—his favorite combination. He’d either dodged a bullet where Charlene was
concerned, or her niece was the most understanding woman in the world. Blaine
still wasn’t sure Charlene wouldn’t try to hold up the permits, but right now,
he had more pressing things on his mind.

He
released her mouth and trailed his tongue down Colleen’s neck, in between her
breasts, and then back up again to circle her nipples before fastening his
mouth on one, then the other. She moaned loudly, and he wanted to shout his
happiness to the stars above them. They were completely alone up here, and
that’s the way he wanted it.

He
slid off her jeans, panties, socks, and shoes, and then realized she was
shivering. “Hang on. I can fix that.” He dug out a large sleeping bag, pushed
the food and wine off to one side, then spread the bag out and unzipped it, so
they could both crawl onto it. Then he pulled it over them. “Better?”

She
snuggled against him, her naked body lush and so inviting. “Much better. Except
you’re still dressed.”

“I
can fix that, too.” He pulled off his clothes and tossed them onto the pile
where hers were, then shivered but not from cold this time. It felt so damn
good to be skin to skin with her! Blaine held her close, nuzzling her neck and
loving the way her curves fit against him in such a perfect way.

He
kissed her again, then kept the blanket on top of them as much as possible
while he moved his tongue over her breasts again, working his way to the real
goal. That hot, wet pussy. She tasted incredible, and he couldn’t get enough.
He moved his fingers in and out, sucking on her clit until her cries told him
she was close to coming. Then he withdrew his fingers and turned her onto her
side. She started to protest, but he reached around and cupped her pussy.

“Don’t
worry, baby. I’ll let you come. Stay here for a second. I have a surprise for
you.”

Wishing
he’d had enough blood in his brain to retrieve the toy before now, he pulled a
paddle, a bottle of lube, and a couple of condoms from one of the bags he’d
brought along. She was still on her side, but watching him. The light from the
lanterns cast a soft glow across her skin, making it shine like gold, glinting
in the sunlight.

Blaine
was struck by her raw beauty, and wondered if she had any idea how alluring she
was. Probably not. She was tough as nails outside. He wondered how much of that
was Charlene’s influence.

She
pointed toward the paddle. “What do you plan on doing with that?”

He
held it up and grinned. “One guess, beautiful.”

****

Colleen
nearly came at the sight of the paddle. Long, thick leather with tiny holes in
it, she imagined it striking her ass cheeks. It would sting, but it would also
thud against them at the same time.

“What
do you think?”

“Yes.”

His
smile took her breath away. He’d planned the perfect evening for them, up here,
alone, under the stars and the big moon. Even his revelation about her aunt
couldn’t dim the emotions racing through her. They’d been college kids, for
heaven’s sake. Aunt Charlene would just have to get over it.

“One
question, though.”

“What
is it?” he asked, scooting closer to her.

“How
long will you make me wait for my orgasm?”

His
laugh sent shivers down her spine. “Not long. You’ve earned it, and I’m feeling
magnanimous.”

She
couldn’t help laughing at his words. Blaine sat on the sleeping bag and pulled
her over his knees. Even though the bag was no longer covering them, Colleen
wasn’t cold now. His dick was erect and swollen, and it brushed her left thigh,
making her moan as she imagined it inside her. The muscles in his legs were
hard, and his skin was warm. She could conjure up no sexier image than being
outdoors at night, completely alone, with this man.

He
reached underneath and caressed her clit. She was so close now! The musky smell
coming from Blaine mixed with the crisp scent of the real outdoors, until
Colleen was lost in the sensations. She thought he was going to let her come
and then paddle her, but that illusion was shattered when she heard the
movement of air above her.

She
yelled in surprise as the paddle came down across both ass cheeks, as hard as
she’d imagined it would feel but a lot sharper than she’d anticipated. At the
same time, her arousal went through the roof. She wanted more of the same, but
he brushed the edge of it against her ass crack instead.

“That
was one. How many should I give you?”

“I
don’t know.”

The
pressure of his fingers increased on her clit until she was right there, and
then he backed off. Frustrated, she let out a loud cry, but all she got in
response was a chuckle. “Maddening, isn’t it?”

“Yes,
Sir
, it is.”

Blaine
caressed her ass cheeks with the paddle. “Good girl calling me ‘Sir’. As a
reward, I’ll let you choose how many swats I give you.”

Oh, what an intriguing idea!
“I have no idea how many to choose.”

He
massaged her clit again, stopping short of letting her come. Her pussy was so
soaked she was certain his legs would be wet in a moment. “Let me refresh your
memory.” The paddle came down across her cheeks again, harder this time, and it
was all Colleen could do to keep breathing.

It
really hurt, but just as she’d experienced with the flogging and the crop last
weekend, the pain was all mixed up with the pleasure and she needed both,
together. It was like a drug she’d taken once and would now need every day for
the rest of her life.

“How
many, Colleen?”

That voice!
So commanding yet soft. It did
things to her mind like nothing ever had.

“Do
those two count?”

He
laughed. “Now that you’ve asked, no. They do not.” He rubbed the edge against
her ass crack again, this time pushing it further in so it grazed her asshole
and pussy lips. Colleen was losing her grip on any control over her own
emotions. All she wanted to do was give her body over to Blaine completely.

“Ten?”

“Is
that a question or an answer?”

Ten
might be a lot with this paddle. Then again, it might end up being not nearly
enough. She had no frame of reference. “What if I want more once you’re done?”

He
leaned over and kissed her back. “Too bad, so choose wisely.”

Oh,
what a brat. Then again, had she really expected anything else from him? “All
right, then. Twelve. Please.”
That’s a
fair compromise, no?

“Are
you sure?”

The
wicked humor in his tone sent doubt racing through her, but she imagined he had
intended it that way.

“Yes.
Yes, Sir. I’m sure. Twelve, please.”

He
put the paddle next to her and she heard noises that she soon realized involved
him opening the bottle of lube and putting some on his finger, because that
warm, wet finger slid into her asshole. Colleen cried out in pleasure.

“Twelve
it is, then.” He moved his digit in and out, while at the same time massaging
her clit again. “But we don’t stop.” She held on as long as possible, but there
was no way to avoid the climax. Not with his fingers in both holes. “Mmmm … nice
one, baby. Keep it going. When you finish, you will get twelve very hard swats
with the paddle. No safewords. I will not stop until we reach the end. Do you
agree?”

Agree?
She could barely fucking breathe
right now! “Yes,” she whispered.

“Good
girl.”

He
withdrew his fingers once her contractions stopped, and then she waited. Her
entire body was so relaxed that when he began the twelve swats they didn’t feel
as intense as before. They definitely hurt, but at the same time she loved it
so much she didn’t want him to stop.

Her
ass was on fire, but she was aroused once more. He kissed the wounds he’d just
made, then laid her prone on the blanket. Colleen didn’t want to move, and she
was glad he didn’t ask her to. She listened to him put on a condom. When he
positioned himself between her legs, she sighed in contentment.

“I’m
going to fuck your hot, wet pussy hard, Colleen.”

“Okay.”
A giggle rose up, and she smiled wide at the emotion that came with the urge to
laugh. Every happy thought she’d ever had surfaced, coalescing into this one
perfect moment. When Blaine slid his dick into her wetness, she cried out in
pleasure as he thrust deep and hard. At this angle, every stroke massaged the
sweet spot inside her, and it didn’t take long for another orgasm to overtake
her.

“Yes,”
he grunted. “That’s it, baby. Oh my God you’re so fucking tight and
hot
!”

She
didn’t answer him. She couldn’t. All she do was lie there and take it. She
never wanted it to end. When he finally came, both of them were covered in
sweat, and Colleen was no longer cold. He pulled out and wrapped the condom in
what looked like toilet paper.

It
occurred to her there were no bathrooms up here and no bushes to hide behind.
That produced a fit of giggles she couldn’t suppress, and he asked her what was
so funny. When she told him, he lightly swatted her right ass cheek. “Yeah.
You’re going to have to pee in the dark, out in the open.”

“I’m
all right with it if you are.”

“Guys
aren’t shy about peeing outside.”

She
turned over and grinned. “Oh, really? You do that underground?”

Blaine
laughed. “No. But up here, all bets are off.”

Once
they each had taken care of their personal needs, Blaine poured the last of the
wine into their glasses. They sat side-by-side, with the blanket draped around
their shoulders, staring up at the stars and the moon.

“Thank
you for this,” she said. “It’s perfect.”

“Thank
you for not being upset with me.”

Colleen
shrugged. “It’s not like you’re still seeing her.” She glanced up at him.
“You’re not, are you? Because that would be too weird.”

Blaine
shook his head. “Ah, no. I only date one woman at a time. As for your aunt, she
literally has not spoken to me since two weeks after we broke up, and that was
only to tell me off again.”

“That’s
ridiculous. Want me to talk to her for you?”

“
No
. Please don’t. It’s been over twenty
years.”

“And
she might interfere with the agency work, right?”

“That,
too, but mostly because it’s ancient history and there’s no need to dredge it
up.”

Then
why did her aunt make that phone call and send the emails? Colleen snuggled
closer to Blaine. She didn’t want to think about her Aunt Charlene tonight. She
only wanted to enjoy this sexy, charming man. She hadn’t had this much fun with
anyone in her entire life. Once again, she was happy she’d drawn the short
straw. Her aunt would simply have to deal with it.