Neil, Louisa - Pyxis Island Triangle (Siren Publishing Ménage And More) (18 page)

“Will you come soon, Ben?” she asked and waited while he pulled himself from his thoughts to answer her.

“Hell, I’m biting my lip to hold back.”

“Wyatt, let Ben go for a moment.” He sat back and watched her intently. “Ben, come fist your cock and come on my tits. Then you can lick me clean while Wyatt fucks your ass.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said, his smile full as he took the few steps to reach her, stroking his cock only a few times before spraying his cum on her chest. “Oh God,” he said and dropped before her, reaching for her breasts and pushing them together so he could lick both nipples at the same time. Without prompting, Wyatt crawled beside him. He paused and half stood, letting his cock rub along Lila’s breasts, coating himself with Ben’s cum and stepping behind him, dropping back to his knees and grasping his hips.

“Ben, you ready?”

“I was born ready” was his only answer before he went back to Lila’s breasts.

She felt his body heave, accepting Wyatt’s long, thick cock up his butt, shaking his hips to put Wyatt’s dick where he would feel it best. Lila used her hand on the back of Ben’s neck to direct his movements, glancing up to watch the lilt in Wyatt’s smile. She knew from experience this was one of his favorite things, to watch her being pleasured while he was fucking someone. She was still thankful to this day that they’d found each other and their sexual tastes ran along the same lines.

“I’m gonna come, Lila. I can’t hold back much longer.”

“Ben, pinch my tit harder and suck my nipples harder.” Her young protégé followed her direction without missing a lick. “Wyatt, he’s got me close, go ahead, come in him.” She watched as Wyatt let his guard down, grabbing Ben’s hips tighter to him. His intensity transferred to Ben’s lips as he continued to lick his cum off her. When Wyatt came, Ben bit her nipple harder, and she finally came.

Wyatt relaxed over Ben’s back while Ben continued to suckle her. “You haven’t had any attention to your pussy tonight,” Wyatt noted, and Ben sat back.

“Do you want me to lick you?” Ben asked, his tone animated at the idea.

“Not tonight, I’m quite satisfied,” she told her men and gave them both a smile. “It’s late and we should be heading back. It’s been a hectic week already, and we have work tomorrow morning and all that crap.” She noted Ben left her reluctantly and started to look for his clothing scattered around them. Wyatt lazily dressed while she tucked her breasts back in her shirt.

“Are we all ready to go back?” she asked, accepting Wyatt’s hand to help her to stand.

“I’m exhausted,” Ben said with a wide smile. “But a good kind of exhausted.”

“I have to be in the lab early tomorrow,” Wyatt offered.

Lila took the short route back to the compound, leaving the four-wheeler parked at the front door. She kissed each man on the cheek outside her apartment door. “Thank you both,” she told them and slipped inside, but she didn’t close the door completely. Instead, she waited until they were both past her door and cracked it to hear their conversation.

“Good night, Wyatt, and thanks for tonight.”

“Any time, my friend, any time. But you should thank Lila. She directed the evening.”

“And she does it so well.” Ben hesitated but added, “Some mornings I don’t want to open my eyes, afraid this will turn out to be a dream.”

“I consider this my heaven on earth.” They separated at Ben’s apartment door.

* * * *

Lila closed her door and smiled. Nights like tonight just reinforced her past decisions were good ones. What else could a woman want? Stripping off her clothing on the way to her bedroom, she stood before the bureau, debating her choice of toys. She chose a ridiculously long, thick dildo and a slim glass one with graduated bubbles up its length. Lila walked to the large window and pulled back the drapes. She stood and watched the night sky while sucking the glass dildo. When it was wet, she dropped her weight to the fainting sofa positioned under the window and pushed the toy in her pussy.

She continued to watch the sky, marveling at its existence while she sucked the larger toy. With one hand she maneuvered the glass handle in her pussy and the other she used to push deeper between her lips. Shifting her body weight moved the toy inside her. Lila reached down and took it from her pussy, sliding it into her anus. She sighed aloud and took the larger one, teasing it at her pussy, using her moisture to ease its entry. Impatient, she pushed the dildo inside her and reseated both toys in her body. With the slightest movements of her hips, they both moved within her.

Lila took her right breast in hand and drew it to her lips, biting her own nipple until she sent ripples of pleasure through her body, landing in her pussy. She came while biting herself and fingering her clit. As her body jerked lightly from the sensation, the toys shifted within her walls and sent her to the place of pinpoint lights swirling before her eyes. Tonight, she didn’t have to look at the stars, with help from her men and her toys, she created her own stars.

Lila knew no matter how her men served her sexually, she was in control of her body and would make sure she could still take care of herself. She snuggled down on the sofa and grabbed a soft throw from the foot, pulling it up to cover her body. Drifting off to a relaxed, satisfied sleep, she decided to leave her toys in place. It would be a good way to start the morning.

Chapter Twelve

Ben had never seen so much activity on and around the island. The next weeks were hectic for Ben. He was thankful he only had to oversee the crew setting up the fireworks, and they were always accompanied by one of the security teams. He could see movement in the distance on the mainland but had no responsibilities there. Before he knew it, the long weekend was upon them.

He smiled to himself Saturday morning after listening to the weather report. It would be a beautiful sunny day with a light breeze from the ocean. Laughing as he shaved his crotch in the shower, he realized the weather wouldn’t dare disappoint Lila. He passed her earlier in the morning, gave her a thumbs-up, and didn’t interrupt her phone call, one he could tell from the conversation and tone of her voice was with the caterer.

As afternoon approached, he found himself bored, his schedule off because of the holiday. He napped and woke refreshed. It was near three in the afternoon when Wyatt called him, asking him to meet at the original conference room where he’d first been interviewed. While he thought it strange, he decided everything was off-kilter today. Meeting Wyatt, he was ushered into a second smaller office, one that adjoined the formal one. Once inside with the lights on, he realized he was in a control room of sorts, watching the monitors that taped the goings-on in the larger office. At that moment, he realized his first interview had been taped or at least watched. While it gave him an odd chill, he rationalized that it was Lila’s way of being a part of the interview without having to be present.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

“You’re one of us now, so Lila is comfortable letting you in on this. But be warned, this falls under your confidentiality clause.”

“Of course,” he answered automatically. Before he could inquire further, the door opened to the main office, and Lila all but floated in. Beside her, she ushered a slim blonde woman. He assumed she was younger from her appearance. Her shorts and T-shirt lent that air. As to Lila, she didn’t disappoint. Wearing white jeans and sneakers, she had on a red shirt overlaid with a heavier, dark blue long-sleeved shirt. He noted she wore a long scarf around her neck, the stripes and stars pattern appropriate for the holiday. When he was about to ask Wyatt what was going on, the other man turned to him and put his finger to his lips, a signal for him to be quiet. They both turned to watch the screens before them.

“Have a seat, Debi. I don’t want to take you away from the party for too long but felt we needed to take care of a situation I was made aware of this week.”

Ben noted Debi, a woman he never heard of or saw before, seemed nervous in her seat. Her blue eyes were wide, almost in a panic. Did she think Lila would bring her here to fire her, or was he about to watch something totally different? Maybe Lila had a thing for the girl, but he would soon be as startled as Debi. Lila walked behind the desk and with the flip of a remote, turned on a flat screen television on the far wall. Immediately, an office came into view, one he’d never seen before. He watched as a scrawny, middle-aged man with a bad comb-over strutted around the office obviously pleased with himself. After several trips to the corner bar, the man was obviously high on alcohol and his ego. For an unknown reason, Ben disliked him immediately. What he saw next made his feelings accurate.

Sitting beside Wyatt in the small room, they watched as Debi came into the office with files in her hand. She was dressed properly for the office, a long-sleeved shirt with a bow at her throat. Her skirt ran below her knees, and she wore sensible two-inch heels. Her hair was tied back at her neck. She was, Ben decided, the epitome of the efficient secretary. What he wasn’t prepared for was what came next.

The smarmy lawyer, he decided to call him, for he didn’t know his name, grabbed the woman by the waist and pushed her bodily against the far paneled wall. Debi attempted to fight him off, her files scattering to the floor as she pushed the man away. He used his body weight to hold her in place while he slobbered over her face and neck. Ben knew Wyatt heard his gasp when Smarmy tore open Debi’s shirt, grabbing her breasts and pumping at them with too much force. He immediately knew she’d have bruises. She was still trying to evade him, and when she finally screamed for help, she was blatantly slapped across the face. Debi became stunned momentarily. Smarmy grabbed her around the waist and carried her to his desk where he promptly dropped her facedown over the edge. Ben sat forward, not believing what he saw. Before he blinked, her skirt was pushed up over her ass, and her stockings were being torn from her body.

Debi continued to fight him off and was rewarded for her attempts by Smarmy using his necktie to bind her hands behind her back. It was a quick move, one Debi hadn’t seen coming. Ben decided she was stunned by this attack and openly cried out in pain and anguish as the man began to spank her. This was a punishing spanking meant to be humiliating, not arousing. His words were all slurred, but Ben caught phrases like “you know you want this” and “we’ve done this before and you liked it.” Worst of all, Ben’s stomach soured when he added, “It’s my right as your boss. Why else did you think I had you promoted?” When Ben heard him say he initiated all his staff this way, he watched Debi turn to look at him in total disbelief. It didn’t stop Smarmy’s continued attack. Ben’s stomach soured as he heard Debi’s continued pleas to be left alone.

While Ben knew a spanking could be a turn-on, he knew it was only erotic when both people were willing participants. Debi wasn’t willing. As the tape continued, he glanced to Wyatt.

“Relax, Lila will handle this.” He turned back to watch the movie.

Debi continued to fight off her boss, but he used his body weight to keep her in place. Her ass was beyond red from his hand, and when he mumbled something about the ruler, she stilled under him.

“That got your attention. Now just be quiet and let me do this. Just like the last time in your apartment, or you’ll never get a job in this city again.”

“I quit,” she hissed at him and was promptly slapped across the face a second time. That was when Smarmy unzipped his pants and fisted his hard-on. Ben knew what would come next and watched as the humiliated woman was fucked first in her pussy and then in her anus. When Smarmy had his fill, he’d pulled out and come on her red ass cheeks. The man took a step back and after putting his pants right, walked to the bar. Debi still lay across his desk, her shirt pulled open, her breasts out of their bra cups, her hair long gone from its sleek style. Ben noted she was heaving to take in air after the incident but was still anchored with his necktie around her wrists.

Her hose were in shreds, and her ass glowed a cherry apple red. All and all, he was repulsed by what he saw. Finally, after downing another drink, Smarmy walked back to her and slipped his tie off her wrists. “Get out now and next time don’t fight me.” He paused and finished his drink. “Unless that’s what gets you off.” The stunned woman staggered to her feet, pulling her shirt to cover her chest with one hand and tugging down her skirt with the other. “You’re a mess,” he told her and dismissed her with a wave of his hand. “Remember, it’s your word against mine, and I hold the power, don’t assume anything you do or say will make a difference in my life, but it will ruin any attempt to find work in this city. Do you understand me?”