Penance (Long Slow Tease, #2) (3 page)

His eyes darkened and he whispered, “No men, Domina. You know that’s a hard limit.
I won’t touch him sexually.”

“Wyatt, I would never break a hard limit of yours. I merely want to have enough room for Yuki to ride James while I ride you right next to her.”

His pupils dilated and his low growl warmed her from head to toe. In order to make Wyatt feel as comfortable as possible, to burn this first taste of being an exhibitionist and voyeur into his memory as a positive thing, Yuki and Michelle were going to give some of the control to the men because they trusted them not to abuse it. Plus, a man actively fucking a woman like the rutting beast he is, was absolutely wonderful.

When Wyatt stood
, his massive erection jutted into the air, undeterred by his audience. The way he looked at Michelle made her ravenous for him, and she couldn’t help but want a small taste. Before he could turn to go she caught his hair in her fist again, this time tilting his mouth towards her.

Goddamn
, Wyatt could kiss. He knew just how to stroke his lips against hers to maximize the sensations she was receiving. As it was the first time, he kissed her like he’d been made for her, the perfect package of sensual threat and resistant submission. She opened her mouth and traced the seam of his lips, loving the way his cock pressed against her hip as she stepped closer. Eager to feel him against her she whispered against his lips, “Unzip my skirt.”

His clever hands found her bottom and he stole a quick grope before doing as she asked. In reprimand she bit his neck hard enough to sting and he groaned. “You’re going to fucking kill me, Domina.”

With a happy purr she shimmied out of her skirt and stood in her pretty pink garters and nude silk stockings. No panties, of course. Wyatt tensed and his gaze went to where Yuki and James sat. James had Yuki’s breast in his mouth while his wife arched her back and moaned. Wyatt flushed and looked back at Michelle, his embarrassment warring with pure lust.

She gave him a loud smack on the ass and pointed to the seat next to James. “Sit down.”

Wyatt complied while he tried to act nonchalant and attempted to pretend a very naked Yuki wasn’t mere inches away. If it had been any other woman, Michelle would have had to battle her jealousy issues, but she’d been playing with James and Yuki for so long that it was almost…normal to her. As odd as it might seem to the rest of the world, she never wanted to actually have sex with them, but found the act of having sex around them to be a bonding experience, one she wanted to share with Wyatt. She wanted him to know that intimacy, to understand how she could at once find the sight of James fucking his wife highly arousing, but have no desire to join them. Memories of doing exactly that with Owen while Yuki and James watched flashed through her mind, and she struggled to put those memories back in their locked box where they belonged.

She would not disrespect Wyatt by thinking about her ex-fiancé.

Getting her mind back on the present, Michelle took a deep breath then laid out the terms of their game. “The concept is very simple. If you come before I tell you to, I get to pick out your clothing for the reception at the Velvet Fist.”

Wyatt narrowed his eyes at her. “I was wondering why you packed th
e gladiator outfit that you like me to wear.”

Yuki giggled, “Oh my.
I would love to see that.”

A
surprisingly strong bolt of jealousy went through Michelle and she had to remind herself that Yuki meant nothing by it. There was no one in the world more monogamous by nature than Yuki and James, which made them being such big voyeurs and exhibitionists all the stranger. Of course Yuki would appreciate Wyatt’s physical charms, they were sure as fuck on display for her. Shit, Michelle needed to get herself under control. If she got jealous over Yuki of all people, there was no way she could go to the wedding reception at the Club, and she really wanted to. Not just to see old friends, but to show Wyatt that part of herself, to try to replace memories of Owen with memories of Wyatt. As soon as she thought that, guilt twisted her stomach and she pressed a hand to her abdomen, trying to reassure herself that she wasn’t betraying Owen, that he wasn’t watching her from heaven and hurting right now.

Wyatt shifted and she met his gaze.
He gave her a look she couldn’t decipher, but leaned forward, placing a kiss over her hand still on her stomach. The softness and warmth of his lips helped ground her and eased the knot in her gut. She wanted this to be perfect for Wyatt, needed it to be perfect, and she was screwing it up with her personal bullshit.

His voice vibrated against her fingers as he said,
“I’m yours, Domina. If it is your pleasure for me to look like I’m on my way to a gladiator porno, then I’ll wear it with pride.”

Michelle pressed her lips together to keep from laughing
, thankful that Wyatt could snap her out of her funk without even trying. She gave herself over to the humor, allowing it to chase the negative feelings from her mind. The need to reward Wyatt for bringing such joy to her life warmed her blood. After composing herself she smiled at Wyatt and his grin dropped off his face. “Stand up, turn around, and bend over.”

His gaze darted over to Yuki and James who unabashedly watched him. After another moment of hesitation
, he surged up from his seat and turned, his hands pulled into tight fists. She waited a moment to see if she’d triggered one of his rages, but he relaxed and looked over his shoulder at her, silently daring her to continue. Oh, he was a bad boy. He’d improved so much since the evening she found him strapped to a chair at the police station, but she had a gut feeling that he was just learning how to deal with his PTSD, that he was still on fragile ground emotionally. One part of her wanted to wrap him in cotton and keep him safe, while the other wanted to push him, to help him learn that he was strong enough to overcome his own personal demons.

But this wasn’t the time or place for it. This perfect moment was all about pleasure. She wanted to build beautiful memories, capture his love in her mind
, so when she was faced with the inevitable hard moments ahead of her, she could use these memories to strengthen herself. His love and unconditional devotion were her shield against her own mind.

She grabbed the small butt plug she’d set aside earlier and squirted more lube on it. Wyatt should have plenty of lube still left inside of him, and that proved to be the case when the plug slid easily into him. She turned it a couple times, slowly getting him used to the sensation, and began to pull back so the fat part of the plug would stretch his anus, almost come all the way out, before she
eased it back in. After about thirty seconds of this, Wyatt was straining beneath her, the barest rocking of his hips breaking through his self-control.

Leaning over, she nibbled his ear before whispering, “That’s it, darling. Feel it and remember this sensation so when you’re fucking me in the ass you’ll have an idea of how it feels. And right now I bet this feels fantastic. Your cock is full to the point of bursting, but don’t lose control yet. I want to ride you and you will not disappoint me.”

Chapter 2

Wyatt tried to think beyond the
amazing sensations racing through him, but his brain seemed to have checked out at some point and had left his animal side in charge. He went from seething with anger that Michelle would do this to him in front of Yuki and James, to trying not to watch Yuki as she visibly became more and more aroused as she observed Michelle playing with Wyatt’s ass. Thankfully, the only person James had eyes for was his wife, and he only paid attention to her responses.

The knowledge that
the two women were watching this being done to him made it a little bit easier to bear. And damned if Yuki and James rubbing against each other like two horny teenagers didn’t add a new facet to the pleasure that Michelle was wringing from him. He looked over his shoulder and his cock jerked at the look on his Domina’s face. She focused on where the anal plug slid in and out of his body with her gentle movements, straining the ring of muscles in his ass, then pushing back in and making him grunt.

Her inner thighs shone with her slick arousal
, and because of the slightly unsteady nature of standing in a plane, her hips rocked as she adjusted her balance in a way that drove Wyatt crazy. Peeks of her pretty pink slit constantly teased him. Because Wyatt loved her blonde pussy hair, Michelle was letting it grow out a bit more, making her already beautiful cunt something to worship. Fuck, he wished she’d ride his face, let him make her come. He felt so alive, so powerful when he pleased his Mistress enough to make her trust him to give her pleasure. It was her trust in him that gave him the strength to let go, to do anything she wanted, to revel in the addictive carnality of being her man, her submissive, the keeper of her heart.

With a soft sigh
, she removed her hand from the plug in his ass and gave his flank a proprietary smack. “Get up, then sit next to James. It’s going to be very, very difficult to not orgasm, but you are forbidden to have your release until I have mine.”

When she said shit like that his cock would get hard enough to pound nails. With Michelle having sex wasn’t just a physical action. He was equally
involved, mentally and emotionally, thanks in part to BDSM, and found himself growing more comfortable in the role of being her submissive. It boiled down to a simple truth for him. Anything that turned Michelle on turned him on. If she loved doing it to him, he loved taking it.

Even if it meant having an uncomfortable hunk of metal shoved up his butt.

As soon as he settled in the chair, he realized the plug was now pressing on that spot inside his ass that Michelle had been playing with. An electric shiver raced through him and to his surprise, a small stream of precum hit his stomach with almost as much force as an orgasm. He shifted and that spot got pressed on again, resulting in another bone-jarring spurt from his cock.

He looked up and met Michelle’s equally amused and aroused gaze. “What the fuck?”

Instead of answering him, she took his dick in her hand then climbed up onto his lap, straddling him. “That toy is pressing on your prostate, my love. As I fuck you, that toy is also going to be fucking you as well. You’re going to fill me up, first with your precum, then your seed. And then, handsome man, you’re going to lick my pussy until it’s clean.”

He gaped at her, then turned to look at Yuk
i as she giggled. She held James’ cock in her hand and was doing some kind of twisting motion as she jerked him. For his part, James had his eyes closed and was gritting his teeth. For a second, Wyatt thought he might come, but James managed to hold on. Yuki shifted, bringing Wyatt’s attention back to her as she rubbed herself against James. “Mmmm, good idea, Michelle. James, I expect the same service from you.”

“Yes, Mistress.” James took a deep breath and let it out in a sharp hiss as Yuki raked her nails down his chest, leaving bright red trails across his
lightly tanned skin.

Michelle took Wyatt’s cock in her hand and his attention snapped back to her. For a second
, she looked angry, but before he could ask her what was wrong, she grasped his cock and held it to her sex, then began to sink down. He kept his gaze on her, knowing she liked to look into his eyes, to control even his natural reaction to let his eyelids close as the immense pleasure of being inside of her rolled through him. Her pussy was so wet and silky, heaven.

She hadn’t told him not to touch her, so he risked a hug. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close and placed soft, gentle kisses against
her face. The tension left her and she smiled, snuggling against him in a way that jerked the toy against his prostate. With a grunt he shivered beneath her and the hot puff of her breath against his chest as she sighed was unbelievably erotic. She squeezed her inner muscles and drew another groan from him.

Next to them, Yuki said, “
Oh, James, that was a close one. Come on, you know you want to jizz all over my hand like a teenager who can’t control his cock. Look at Wyatt, he isn’t having any trouble.”

Without thinking, Wyatt gave Yuki an incredulous look but found her rubbing James’ cock through the slit of her dusky sex. Neither of them were looking at him
, but he still felt weird about watching them. Nothing in his life had prepared him for this feeling of…exposure. In his mind, lovemaking, however unconventional, should be between him and his woman. While watching Yuki with James was hot, knowing that Michelle watched James and Yuki together made jealousy ice his veins.

This was his woman and he didn’t want anyone
but him to see her naked.

But he
wanted to be everything she ever needed, so he had to learn how to enjoy this as well and push back his stupid fucking jealousy.

He pulled
Michelle back and began to lift her up and down his cock by her waist, knowing she loved it when he used his superior strength to please her. She gave a little struggle, but soon her lovely pink mouth went slightly slack with pleasure, making him remember what it was like to fuck that beautiful mouth. Her smooth, firm thighs gripped his hips as she began to take over the motion, each stroke of her cunt against his shaft making his toes curl as the prostate toy did its job.

The ability to
think rationally fled as he became entranced by the sight of Michelle’s lean, beautiful body curving against his, the scent of their musk mixing with Yuki and James’ aroma until he was saturated in pheromones. To his surprise, Yuki came first, her soft keening rising above the dull roar of the plane’s engines. The sound captured his attention, and when he looked over the savage expression on Yuki’s face as she orgasmed made his already tenuous hold on his self-control even shakier.