The Heat 6

"Would you like to come in?"

Nancy so wanted him, he was like no man she had ever experienced. This wasn't curiosity out of a crush like feeling, she wanted to pleasure him, to make him happy. The glass of wine at the dinner date, helped her confidence. Jerome cast a glance and smiled, he took a moment to answer her, adding to her desire.

"Yes, I would like that."

Nancy's stomach turned in happy anticipation. She hadn't been with a man since her divorce over seven years ago. She thought her love life was over but she began thinking tonight would be a new beginning. Jerome eased out of the car as she waited for him, he is such a gentleman, opening the door, he offered a hand to her.

*****

Sipping the tea at the table, enjoying a polite conversation. Nancy leaned closer to him as they spoke, he knew what she wanted. He was going to oblige her yet it would be at his direction and desire. He smiled at her warmly.

"I'm not your typical man, I want you to know that before we proceed."

"Of course, I know your not like most men."

"I'm going to be brutally up front Nancy."

"Of course and I appreciate your honesty, that's what I want." Her heart was racing, she tried to keep her composure.

"I desire and expect obedience. No compromises, complete devotion from you."

Bowing her head slightly, her breath quickened.

She paused as she weighed her words carefully.

"I'm really attracted to you, but then you know that."

"Of course you are Nancy, you have great potential."

"Potential for?"

"The potential to be a delightful feminine treasure... for my pleasure and use of course."

She was beginning to get flushed in her cheeks. She knew the man was many steps ahead of her and she really liked that aspect. She felt his gaze upon her deep and intense. Nancy simply uttered a quiet whisper.

"Yes, yes I will."

"You will be a good obedient feminine woman?"

His hand went to her chin and nudged it up coaxing eye contact.

Her eyes met his and she stopped breathing momentarily before whispering.

"Yes, anything for you."

"Commitment."

"Yes, I'm committed."

He smiled "Good, stand up for me."

Nancy stood up, she was suddenly shy. Wanting to please him.

"Disrobe, everything."

This was it, she knew it was the point of no return. If she baulked now, it would be over. She knew what kind of man he was, he didn't play games.

*****

Standing in front of him near the kitchen table Nancy's head was low. She had undressed. Yes this man was so different from from her ex husband. Feeling her nipples hardening and her wetness building. She so wanted him to simply take her, forcefully with abandon.

"Very good, your very attractive, pleasing to the eyes."

He stood up, facing her caressing her cheek with his hand as he leaned into her for their first kiss. Yes the first kiss despite weeks of coffee and conversation. His close scent and his touch intoxicated her as their tongues met. Deep and affectionate was the best description. Moments went by then he pulled away and whispered in her ear as his thumb caressed her lips.

"So beautiful."

She opened her mouth to his thumb, it naturally entered. Nancy sucked and licked it playfully and lightly as he held her body with one arm around her waist squeezing gently. He pulled away, gazed upon her naked body.

"On your knees."

She knew what he that meant for her, she complied a lowered herself before him. Sliding his slacks and underwear to his ankles. The erection bobbed before her eyes, hard and chiseled. Precum oozed from the tip, sliding down the shaft and to the testicle sac.

"Hands behind your back and lick what you desire Nancy."

She leaned forward and obeyed.

It was hard, like stone. Nancy licked the member, tasting the oozing precum. Her inhibitions were vanishing, for this man she was willing give all of herself and she would.

"Good girl."

Nancy licked and took the member in her mouth, it was like stone but alive excreting semen beyond what she had previously experienced. The taste, she licked it up like she was in heat.

"Good, very good. Worship what you desire."

Her eyes rolled back as she took the member fully into her mouth, licking and sucking. His hand caressed her cheek lightly as she attended to the erection.

"Lick the testicles."

Jerome watched as he guided her with a fist of her hair in his hand, she obeyed obedient with a moan. She thought her desires were in the past, now her desires were awakend as an inferno she thought long dead.

"Yes, good."

Jerome pulled her to her feet, she obeyed willingly facing him. A long passionate kiss ensued, tongues entwined and played. He suddenly turned her around groped her from behind, his hands explored her body as she leaned into him, hands to her breasts and nipples, hardened to his touch she moaned as she arched her back feeling his hard member against her bottom. One hand went to her jaw, pulling her to him exposing her neck as the other found her vagina, wet. He kissed and bit her neck light and playful. Moving to the table he pushed her down over the kitchen table, reaching to the back of her knee he grasps and raises her right leg high so he knee rests on the table, laying face down she is splayed for him, her arms move above her head clearing the table of the coffee cups as they crash to the floor. His hand on her back as he looks down at her ass, splayed and ready for him.

"Fuck me."

Nancy was breathless but she managed the words.

"Fuck me."

Jerome held her firm to the table as he spittled at the top of the crack of her ass, long wet lubricant. Standing behind her, holding her firm his fingers explored her ass cheeks and her wet vagina, feeling the outer lips lubricating his fingers with her own desire she slipped a finger into her ass hole. Slow but sure, feeling the tight grip. Nancy moaned again the breathlessly said it again.

"Fuck me."

Jerome grasped his hard member, quickly put the tip to her lubricated ass hole and gave a slow deliberate thrust.

Nancy's eyes opened wide at the unexpected invasion, the pain. Her mouth opened as he pulled her head back by a fist of hair. The erection slid full into her. He uttered no breath grunt or emotion, simply observation as he took what he wanted. Nancy tried to push off the table, flailing as she was impaled by the phallus. He slowly pulled out then thrust into her again, slow but firm. Pumping into her, thrusting as she was panting and crying out with a mixture of pain and pleasure. His hands released her hair and back then moved to her waist, gripping firmly controlling her completely. His rock hard erection sodomized her with abandonment. Her eyes rolled back as an orgasmic wave crashed though her body, she had never been taken like this. This was not making love, it was lustful fucking, pure fucking. Minutes went by, the continuous thrust made her wet, soaking wet as the initial discomfort eased replace by the raw sensation of being taken forcefully. This man knew what he wanted and took it.

The next thing she knew she was on her knees cleaning him, his masculine scent mixed with the raw taste was unique, something she had never experienced. She licked, caressed, and took the spent member into her mouth. She could feel his eyes on her.

"Thank you."

She kissed the cock and whispered again.

"Thank you."

He looked down at her, cupping her jaw drawing her eyes to him.

"Thank you Sir."

She understood the correction, their eyes were locked as she said,

"Thank you Sir."

*****

"Can you make me some coffee please."

Her mouth and lips were numb. She could feel the burn in her ass when she moved from her knees. She readily complied to the request, actually she knew it wasn't a request at all but an order. If Summer only knew she was acting this way, she wouldn't hear the end of it. They always talked about how strong and independent they were as women. Nancy was still soaking wet, she was so turned on, her nipples still hard as she attended the coffee.

"Here's your coffee...Sir." She laughed slightly as if calling him sir was a little joke. He looked at her without an expression that disturbed her. Accepting the coffee he pointed to the floor. She kneeled next to him.

He sipped the coffee,

"Kiss my feet and thank me, like you know you should."

Her face flushed as her head went low and kissed his feet.

"Thank you, Sir."