Penance (Long Slow Tease, #2) (4 page)

Michelle’s nails prickled against his neck as she turned him back to look at her. Embarrassed that he’d been caught looking
, he refocused on his Mistress, uneasy with the anger that had crept back into her expression. If he didn’t know better, he’d say Michelle was jealous, though that didn’t make any sense at all. She was the one who instigated this, who’d tormented him, who’d commanded every moment of their time together on the plane. He’d seen how aroused she became watching James and Yuki, so he wasn’t quite sure what she was angry about.

Then again, she was still a woman and most women didn’t like their man looking at
other females, especially naked females. Beneath that hard, perfect exterior, Michelle’s heart was a lot more fragile than most people knew. She was excellent at hiding her feelings, but he was getting better at reading her and seeing past the mask of perfection she showed the world. And right now, he had a flash of intuition that told him Michelle did not like it when he looked at Yuki, so he returned his gaze to his beautiful Domina. While Michelle had instigated this, he knew women well enough to recognize the flare of jealousy in her gaze so he tried to reassure his woman by letting her see in his expression how much he loved looking at her. Not like that was much of a hardship, she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, let alone touched.

Michelle
squeezed her inner muscles and began to milk his cock as she raised and lowered herself.

With his come boiling in his balls, he reached between himself and Michelle to play with her clit. She shivered against him and moaned softly, taking him in all the way and
squeezing his dick until he thought his heart might explode. He pinched her clit gently and she froze, then began to orgasm with a deep, guttural moan that drove him crazy. Unable to help himself, he gripped her hips and began to raise and lower her on his dick, using his upper body strength so all she had to do was hold on.

Fuck
, she was magnificent.

His woman.

His Domina.

Next to him James made a choked sound. “Please…”

Wyatt kept his gaze on Michelle, liking the way she smiled at him as she wiggled her hips. “Mmmm, feel that? How wet my pussy is? You did that to me.”

Now it was his turn to hunch forward and strain not to fill her up with his seed.

Yuki laughed. “Give me one more orgasm James, and you can come.”

Michelle gave a wicked purr.
“I want you to come at the same time as James.”

Wyatt glanced over at
James, and when their gazes met, they both nodded. Sweat stood out on his friend’s red face then James winked before turning back to Yuki. He pulled her forward so he could lick Yuki’s berry-dark nipples, making her moan and wiggle. Evidently, she had very sensitive nipples because she was soon clutching James’ head to her breasts as she rode him with abandon.

Determined to give his Mistress as much pleasure as James was giving Yuki
, Wyatt leaned forward and delicately licked at the tip of Michelle’s breast, loving the way she sighed his name. Soon, he had his little Mistress groaning, and holding back his orgasm had to be one of the hardest things he’d ever done. She was so slick, so hot and welcoming around his cock as he plunged in and out of her. Mounding her breasts together, he went from one nipple to another, the ass plug wreaking havoc with his ability to fight off the need to come.

Yuki leaned forward, the silk of her hair brushing over Wyatt and Michelle’s body as she began to suck on James’ neck.
He grunted, then shivered. “So fucking good.”

Michelle leaned down and whispered into Wyatt’s ear,
“Look.”

He was afraid to look, worried that he’d spark his Mistress’ unpredictable jealousy again, but Michelle fisted his hair and turned his head to the side. “I want you to watch them while I fuck you. Watch how close James is to coming, how much he suffers to please the woman he loves. Just like you suffer for me.”

He tried to ignore the intense flush burning his face as he let his gaze dart over to Yuki and James before looking back at Michelle. She gave him a small smile, then turned to watch the other couple, her pussy contracting hard around his cock, making him moan. Yuki must have done something to James at the same time because his grunt of pleasure mixed with Wyatt’s low growl. A sudden empathy surged through Wyatt and he no longer felt embarrassed as he studied Yuki and James. He did know exactly how the other man felt, and while it didn’t really arouse him, it did make him feel closer to James. They were ‘brothers in bondage’ in a weird way.

Then Michelle began to kiss on his neck the same way Yuki was sucking on James and he lost himself in the eroticism of the moment.

Michelle nipped him hard enough to sting. “Ready to eat your seed out of my pussy, Wyatt? Because I’m sure as hell ready to come all over your face.”

White hot passion blinded him and he froze, all
of his muscles locked in place as Yuki wailed out her orgasm.

James shouted out, “Mistress, may I come?”

“Yes,” both women said at once and Wyatt took that as permission to come as well.

If he held back any longer his balls might turn so blue he’d look like he had two massive blueberries dangling beneath his cock.

Craving as much skin to skin contact as he could get, he wrapped his arms around Michelle and held her close, tilting his hips to get as much of himself into her as possible. This move pressed that evil fucking toy against his prostate at a slightly different angle and he lost the ability to breathe, to do anything but surrender to Michelle’s will.

“
Let go, Wyatt. Give me your pleasure.”

She squeezed her inner muscles in a rhythmic way that seemed to suck the first hard throb of his orgasm from him.
He gripped her ass, grinding into her as he climaxed, all the frustration and need pouring from him, filling her as he came over and over. Making love to Michelle wasn’t just a physical act, but an emotional one as well. He gave himself to her in every way possible, trusting her to hold him, to take care of him, to keep him safe while he handed his heart, body, and soul to her.

Coming inside of her tight cunt, feeling her against him, licking and kissing against her neck while he filled her with his
seed was paradise.

The tingling slowly faded and
he came back to earth with a very satisfied woman nuzzling against his neck. Her sex occasionally twitched around his cock, and he winced at the overwhelming sensation of her pussy squeezing him. He tried not to involuntarily jerk away, the sensation too much after the wild fuck she’d just given him, but she gripped him tighter.

“Don’t you fucking move, Wyatt. You will endure this for me because it makes me unbelievably hot.”

That was abundantly clear. When she sat up and slowly massaged him with her cunt, her gaze took on that slightly glazed quality that let him know how deeply he was affecting her, how much his submission aroused her. The curve of her tit caught the light and he marveled at the perfection of her body. If God had ever built any woman for worship, it was this one.

She licked her lower lip and slowly rose up, leaving his now fully erect cock bobbing against his stomach. With a wicked grin she moved over to the table and propped her ass up on it
and balanced her feet on the chair in front of her, opening her legs to reveal her pussy. She was so slick that her thighs gleamed and he noted right away her clit was swollen and pressing out from between her plump, well fucked, pussy lips. The light caught the golden blonde hair covering her mound and saliva filled his mouth. He couldn’t fucking wait to have that pussy on his tongue.

He clenched his teeth
and fought the urge to lunge at her. She still wore those sexy silk stockings and he marveled at her ability to work him back into an intense lust mere minutes after he blew his load hard enough to make him see stars. Her gaze shifted to his left and her lips parted in a soft gasp that had her spreading her legs all the wider. Without thinking he followed it and found himself watching Yuki suck on James’ dick with an expertise that made his own cock jump.

Feeling like a peeping tom, he looked away and back to his Mistress.

She smiled at him, a slow and easy curve of her lips that seemed to convey she knew exactly what he was thinking and calling him an idiot. Of course, Yuki and James liked to be watched. It was their thing. He’d seen them fucking once before. It was during a surprise they’d been working on for Michelle and something James did made Yuki all hot and bothered. Wyatt had to sit there, holding his pose as she sketched, while James ate her out then fucked her. And did a damn fucking good job of it if Yuki’s cries of passion were any indication as she came.

Repeatedly.

Just like he wanted to make Michelle come.

She crooked her finger at him and his muscles surged as he moved to her in one solid stride stopping just a hair before their skin touched. While he didn’t believe in hippy dippy crap about auras and all that, damned if he couldn’t feel her energy against him as firm as a touch. Something passed between them at a soul deep level a
s he felt himself sink into her.

He lowered his head to her temple and whispered, “I love you.”

She pressed her face against his lips and captured his mouth in an intense, gentle, ball tightening kiss. As she slowly tongue fucked his mouth he had to fist his hands behind his back like he was standing in military parade rest. The fact that his bare ass was to Yuki and James only registered vaguely on the edges of his conscious mind. With each drugging kiss she lured him into giving in to her and letting her have complete control over him.

Deep in his heart he still fought the urge to dominate
their love making, to take over now and again, but that urge was weakening the longer they were together. The more he trusted her, the more letting go of control felt right to him. While he’d never had the desire to serve a woman before Michelle, he wondered if that was because he’d never really loved anyone before Michelle. She’d let him take control the first time they made love and the experience had been amazing. But this…when she took command of him like this his whole body seemed to become insubstantial and his thoughts grew muzzy almost like he was drunk. Yet it wasn’t the bad, dirty feeling he experienced when he was drunk from alcohol. This energy was so clean and pure it pushed back the darkness that tried to eat at his heart.

Her elegant fingers tightened on his hair and she pulled him away from her mouth hard enough to make his scalp sting
, which only aroused him all the more. He couldn’t wait to get between her slender thighs and clean the evidence of their coupling from her sweet, wet, hot cunt. Fuck, he could smell how aroused she was and it drove him crazy. Yuki moved up onto the table next to Michelle and warmth radiated against Wyatt’s side as James sat in the chair next to him.

Without preamble
, she shoved his face between her legs, forcing him to sit in his chair like a man about to eat dinner. “Lick me.”

He was glad his face was currently pressed to her sex because she’d smack him if she saw his cocky grin. If there was one thing he knew how to do it was take care of
his woman orally. The table shifted and he tried to look up to see what was going on, but his Domina kept his mouth on her sweet pussy. Getting the hint, he focused only on pleasing her. With slow, deliberate licks he cleaned her like a wolf licking his mate. Keeping his mouth gentle, he kissed his way over her mound, pausing to rub his nose in the fuzz of her pubic hair.

She smelled so good here, a scent that drove him mad with need. He took in another
deep breath just to torture himself then began to place soft kisses all around her clit, but never right on it. Michelle shuddered and a moment later Yuki cried out. Not letting the other woman’s arousal distract him, he began to rub his tongue ever so lightly on the tip of Michelle’s hard nub. James made a low growling noise and Wyatt tried to figure out how they were positioned. Were Yuki and Michelle holding hands while he ate his beautiful Mistress out? The mental image of their naked bodies together, hugging each other, licking each other’s lips made his dick surge with guilty arousal.

Fuck, he was only human and no
heterosexual man on earth could see these two women together, naked, and not think shit like that. Aware that his Mistress was probably a little tender, he backed off from her clit and tried not to grin at her distressed noise. Then he dipped his head lower and began to slide his tongue into her pussy as far as he could, licking her, cleaning every trace of his seed from her. The blend of their arousal was a potent charge to his primitive self, and the caveman part of his psyche roared at the physical proof of his claim on this magnificent woman.

Soon
, she was crying out softly and he looped her legs over his shoulders, pulling her forward to get a better angle. She grabbed his head and rocked her pelvis into his mouth, her moans driving him crazy. The wet sound of two pussies being eaten was barely audible above the roar of the engines, but to Wyatt it was loud enough to torment him. If someone had asked him six months ago if the thought of another man watching him eat his woman’s pussy would have gotten him off he would have told them they were fucking crazy, yet here he sat with a raging boner while James made his wife scream.