Authors: Maddie Taylor,Melody Parks
Pleasure Bay (37 page)
Then, without warning, it began. A sizzling flurry of ten, maybe twelve swats, raining down and creating a fire on her ass and a tingling between her thighs. As the heat built and the sting ignited, her hands clenched in response, catching the bed linens in one and his thickly muscled thigh in the other. Just as her eyes began to water, it was over, and then suddenly she was upright and straddling him. Face to face, they both panted with exhilaration. As his mouth claimed hers, she wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him, melting into his kiss. His hands found her heated bottom and he lifted her, easily driving into her, finding her pussy drenched with her wetness.
“Dimitri,” she groaned around the onslaught of his tongue.
“
Cara mia
,” was his fervent response while his guiding hands helped her find a rhythm, as she rode him to a mutually explosive release.
In the aftermath, she lay in his arms, his hand lightly stroking her hip, the other twined in her hair, his lips trailing kisses along her neck and shoulder. Mariah snuggled back against him, enjoying the tingling heat of her bottom pressed against his semi-roused cock. With a self-satisfied grin, she wiggled until he flexed against her cleft.
A clearing throat behind them had Dimitri turning while Mariah scrambled for the covers.
“Dammit, Vance, don’t you knock?”
“I did. Three times as a matter of fact. I brought up your coffee and breakfast. Sorry, Mariah.”
“Okay, you’ve done your duty, now get out.”
“Dimitri!” she gasped, never hearing him speak so rudely to his best friend.
“No worries, honey,” Vance assured good-naturedly. “I’d be ticked if I was interrupted too. Just a word of business since you’re also not answering your phone, D.”
Dimitri rolled onto his back with a scowl. A grinning Mariah followed, propping her chin on his chest. Despite the blush Vance’s interruption had brought to her cheeks, curiosity outweighed any embarrassment at being caught naked in D’s bed.
“Well? Are you going to tell us or what? I need to feed Mariah, and I’ll be damned if I let her out of this bed with your lecherous eyes anywhere near, best friend or not.”
“Ignore him, Vance. You know he’s grumpy before his coffee.” That earned her a small pinch on her behind. Her eyes flew to his, noting the amused glint. Her mouth went dry at his sexy, rumpled appearance. Ready to resume their activities, she brought a hand up to stroke his broad chest in a soothing motion when the throat clearing behind them sounded again. Turning her head, she frowned, mimicking Dimitri’s earlier impatience. Still, she politely asked, “What seems to be the problem, Vance?”
“It’s the matter of a prince with a spanking fetish. He is well pleased with his domme for the weekend. In fact, he is quite insistent that he has fallen in love and is discussing his plans on taking her home with him. Unfortunately, he won’t take no for an answer.”
“Giselle is with him this weekend, isn’t she?” Mariah asked. “Can’t she manage him?”
Both men looked at each briefly, then laughed at the irony of that statement. "Submissive and manageable are not synonymous,
piccola
." While she blushed prettily, Dimitri squeezed her tight.
“Case in point," Vance added with a wink. "Evidently, like others we know, the prince is only submissive in the bedroom. Giselle is at a loss over what to do with him and says she's taking a break.”
Usually calm, Dimitri’s reply was preceded by a litany of Italian. Mariah wasn't sure, but she suspected it was liberally laced with expletives. “Tell her break time is over. Unlock the dungeon and have her keep him occupied. I’ll meet with him after lunch. Now, get out.”
It was Mariah’s turn to pinch him in warning, but her fingers were captured quickly.
“
Per favore
,” he added with a growl as he rolled Mariah back over and molded his body to hers from behind.
Unfazed by his manner, Vance chuckled and then with a pleased smile, turned to leave. Before he was out of sight, he said over his shoulder, “Let me say, I’m glad you two have finally gotten together. All those clandestine and moon-eyed looks when you thought the other wasn’t looking were getting on my nerves.” He chuckled, saying softer, as if to himself, “It’s about damned time.”
The door closing firmly behind him was Dimitri’s clue to pick up where they’d left off. He lifted her leg over his and surged between her thighs, the fully hard length of him riding along her moist slit, the head grazing her already protruding clit.
“You weren’t very nice to him, you know. He was just trying to do his job.”
“He was checking up on us, baby. The entire staff is eagerly awaiting his full report as we speak.”
“Do you think?” Her voice trailed off, turning into a moan as his hand found her pussy and separated her lips so the head of his cock had a direct path to her clit, nudging and stroking her to full arousal.
“Yes, and I don’t care. This is what is important,” he said as he changed his angle and plunged into her from behind. “Not our curious staff or a prima donna prince with more money than sense.”
“What prince?” she groaned as he began to move smoothly in and out of her, his fingers replacing the stimulation to her clit.
“What prince indeed,” he chuckled, before his mouth latched onto the tender skin of her throat. He then rode her to another stunning culmination.
Much, much later, they both met with the prince, for a late supper. Joining Mistress Giselle and Prince Khalid in the dining room at sunset, both subs appearing well loved if not a bit tender as they took their seats on plush, cushioned chairs. The prince looked near exhaustion, having been dominated in the dungeon for the entire day, not just the morning as previously planned. He looked adoringly at his domme, appearing ready to bow in subjugation at the slightest glance or lift of her finger. Both doms were well pleased with their charges, Dimitri exuding an air of utter contentment with his Mariah, finally claimed and ensconced safely at his side, right where she belonged.
She looked up into his eyes and leaned in for a kiss. “You look very contemplative. What are you thinking?”
“You mean other than wondering how long I have to play host before I can take you back to my bed and drive you mad with pleasure?” he smiled, kissing her flushed cheek.
“Mmm, yes, other than that,” she replied, sinking against him.
“In all seriousness, I was thinking that it’s true.”
“What’s that,
amore mio
?” Hearing her say “my love” in his native tongue made him even more determined to end the meal quickly.
“Two things. First, that we’re definitely skipping dessert. And second, I’m convinced, now more than ever, that fantasies really do come true on Pleasure Bay.”
The End
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