Tymber Dalton (24 page)

She giggled. “Is that my Valentine’s Day present?”

He nipped her earlobe. “One of them.”

* * * *

Charles wouldn’t let her stay dressed once they were back upstairs. He turned up the thermostat and made her stay naked. When Ken returned home later, they cooked her a nice dinner before ordering her to bed.

“I heard there might be more Valentine’s Day presents in my future,” she teased as she looked up at Ken.

He grinned, but directed his question to Charles. “You already got her, huh?”

Charles laughed as he crawled into bed. “Yep. Thought she was going to crawl out of her skin she came so hard.”

“Did you save some energy for me?” he asked her.

“Uh-huh. I think so.”

He laughed. “I hope so.”

He wouldn’t let her see what his surprise was. Charles kept a hand over her eyes while Ken tucked a towel under her ass. She felt Ken press something against her pussy, and as it slid home, she moaned when she recognized the feel of the vibrator Charles had used on her earlier.

It was impossible not to wiggle her hips and whine when they wouldn’t turn it on. “Not yet,” Ken admonished. “I’m not done with you yet.” He made her pull her legs up and hold them, wide open, knees up to her chest. She felt his fingers probe her ass and the sensation of cool lube being slicked around and in her rim.

Already her pussy clenched around the big toy inside her in anticipation.

It was when he started pressing something against her rim that she froze. It wasn’t his cock.

“What is that?”

“Just relax and breathe, baby.” He slowly fucked her with it, pressing a little more of its length inside her with each stroke. It felt like it took hours until the widest part of it had finally stretched her to a nearly painful width before her body sucked it in, her ass clamping down on the narrow base that broadened to a flange and kept it from disappearing inside her.

“What is that?” she whined.

Only then did Charles remove his hand from her eyes, but he sat up behind her and grabbed her wrists, pinning them over her head. Ken held up the package. The dildo looked a lot like a regular one, except for the large flare near the bottom, like a butt plug.

“It…vibrates?” She blinked as she looked at the words written on the package.

Uh oh. I’m in trouble.

Ken waggled his eyebrows at her. “Oh, yes, it certainly does.” He grabbed her ankles and stretched her legs out in front of her, ankles together. The vibrators in her ass and pussy felt huge, almost uncomfortably so.

There was a sexy, evil gleam in Ken’s eye. He stretched out so her ankles were pinned under the length of his body. Then he wiggled a hand between her legs and found the switches for the two vibrators and turned them on.

It was a good thing the men were holding her down, or she might have come off the bed. The first orgasm hit her almost immediately, but when Ken held up the Hitachi, she tried begging for mercy.

“Please, wait…”

“Just say no, baby, and we’ll stop.”

She gasped as another orgasm hit her.

“Say no, baby,” Charles said. “That’s all you have to do.”

“I…I…” She pleaded with Ken with her eyes, but she couldn’t bring herself to say the word.

He grinned and hit the switch, turned the vibrator on
low
, and pressed it between her legs.

She cried out as the overwhelming supernova hit her. Thrashing against the men proved useless and only seemed to turn them on more.

“That’s it,” Charles rumbled in her ear. “Show us how much you like to come, baby. Only when
we
think you’ve had enough, then we’re going to fuck your brains out.”

Her eyes rolled up, trying to see him, but then they clamped closed as another wave took her breath away. It wouldn’t stop, felt like she couldn’t control her muscles.

Eventually, Ken pulled the Hitachi away and gave her a moment to catch her breath, but he wouldn’t turn off the two vibrators inside her. They made her body tremble as she never totally stopped orgasming. Little flutters constantly shimmied through her in endless waves.

Charles smirked. “You have one of three choices, baby.”

She tried to focus on him and finally succeeded in nodding.

“Ten more minutes of the Hitachi, but on
high
this time, or you have to keep both vibrators in all night and sleep with them running.”

Ken grinned. “Decide fast, or we’ll decide for you.”

“Hitachi,” she gasped.

Both men laughed. “I noticed she didn’t ask for the third choice,” Charles said.

She looked up at him. He kissed her on the lips. “You could have simply said no.”

She tried to respond, but then Ken turned on the Hitachi and held it against her clit.

Libbie, caught between a laugh at the thought that she’d never say no and a cry of pleasure, struggled to catch her breath. Instead, from nowhere, tears started.

Ken immediately pulled the vibrator away. “Are you okay?”

She nodded through her tears.

Charles asked, “Do you want him to stop?”

She vigorously shook her head.

Both men laughed and the Hitachi returned to her clit.

Libbie felt like her soul had cut free of her body. She could hear the men talking to her, praising her in their deliciously dirty, sexy way, but she couldn’t have stopped them at that point if she’d wanted to. Her entire existence seemed centered on her clit, from which hot lava swirled through her body. It felt like an infinite forever before she gasped when the Hitachi shut off and the men released her.

Then the other two vibrators were shut off and removed from her. She couldn’t have moved if she tried.

Charles stretched out beside her and with Ken’s help, had her straddle his cock. When he was deeply seated inside her, he pulled her down onto his chest and kissed her.

She closed her eyes and softly moaned as Ken knelt behind her. His lubed cock easily slid into her stretched ass, which greedily sucked his cock deep into her body.

“Should we make her come one more time?” Ken playfully asked.

Charles brushed the hair away from her forehead. “No, I think we’ve worn our poor girl out.”

She softly moaned against his chest, enjoying the feel of them inside her even knowing she couldn’t come again. They took their time, making love to her, the gentle, sweet side to her sinfully sexy sadists.

They both came, falling still for a moment. Ken brushed his lips down her spine while Charles kissed her again. “You okay?” Charles whispered.

She nodded. She started drifting to sleep before Ken had even withdrawn from her ass. She barely noticed when he did, asleep before they even got her rolled onto her back.

The first Monday in March dawned cold and damp, the sky full of gunmetal grey clouds angrily chased across the horizon by a northern breeze that felt like a special delivery direct from the Arctic. Ben frowned at the weather when he looked out the window while waiting for the second pot of coffee to brew.

He knew it would mean a day of misery for Libbie who, after rising, had bundled herself in several layers before moving to the couch, while giving thanks she didn’t have to open the shop.

Allan pulled Ben into the bedroom and whispered, “Maybe I shouldn’t go today.”

“You have to.” He glanced out to where Libbie watched TV on the couch. “I’ll be with her. It’ll be okay.”

“I feel like I’m abandoning her. And that’s such a chickenshit excuse, that I’m going to buy art supplies in Orlando.”

“Hey, it’s not a chickenshit excuse. The bakery is closed today. It’s the only free day you can go and not worry about leaving her shorthanded downstairs. That’s your rationale.”

Allan scrubbed at his face with his hand. “I still feel like a shit.”

Ken handed him the disposable cell phone they only used to make contact with Miami. “Go. It’s okay.”

Allan returned to the living room and leaned in to kiss her. “Are you sure you’re okay with me going?”

She forced a smile through her pain as she nodded. “I’m okay. Ken’s here with me. Please, I want you to go have fun. You’ve been working your ass off for me and I really want you to go do this for yourself.”

After lunch, she announced she wanted to go to Walmart to pick up some things and headed for her purse. Ben frowned when he saw how much pain Libbie was in. He suspected she thought she was hiding it well from him, when in fact her every expression and movement telegraphed it loudly to his trained eye.

He reached over and took her car keys from her. “I’ll go with you and I’ll drive.”

“That’s really sweet, but—”

“But what?” He arched an eyebrow at her. “I don’t have anything going on this afternoon that can’t wait until tomorrow. You’re obviously in a lot of pain. I’m driving you, and that’s that.”

He suppressed his wistful sigh at the sweet pink blush that colored her cheeks. “Thank you,” she softly said as she picked up her purse from the table.

He did love her, even though he knew he couldn’t tell her. It wouldn’t be fair to her, especially since she’d never said it to them.

How will I ever say good-bye to her?

It was something he refused to think about.

He offered her his arm. “You’re very welcome,” he said as she finally slipped her arm through his. He patted her hand. “Are you going to be warm enough dressed like that?”

She nodded even as she tugged a little at her fingerless gloves. “Yeah.”

He slowly walked with her downstairs and out the back door, locking it behind them. “I worry about you,” he said. “I don’t want you overdoing things.”

“I’m okay.”

He drove them to the store, offering his arm to her and keeping his pace slow to match hers. “What are we after today, anyway?”

She pulled a list from her pocket. “Assorted odds and ends.” She looked up at him and smiled. “And we’re almost out of Astroglide.”

He laughed as he leaned in to place a kiss on her lips. “I’ll be the gentleman and go grab that for you. I suppose I should get more condoms, too?”

“Yeah. At the rate we’re using them, though, we might need to see if we can purchase them in bulk somewhere.”

“I’ll take the cart and go do it. Where will you be?”

She handed him the list. “I need some new socks. I’ll go get those and catch up with you by office supplies. I need a few things there, too. If you want to grab me shampoo and toothpaste while you’re over there, that would be great.”

“Done.”

He headed over to the health and beauty section and quickly found lube, condoms, and other items on her list from that section. As he headed over to the office supplies, he wasn’t paying any attention to his surroundings as he scanned the shelves for the items on her list. Pens, printer paper, envelopes.

That was why he was startled, his head snapping up at the woman’s voice, when she called out.

“Allan!”

He turned, ready to shove the cart into the person and run, if necessary. But the young woman, wearing a tight sweater and even tighter jeans, was too fast for him and threw her arms around his neck. “What the hell are you doing here?”

His mind raced. He had no clue who this woman was. That she called him Allan briefly blipped his see-I-told-you-so meter to mention to Allan later.

For now, he had to get away from her.

“Um, hi.”

She planted a kiss on his cheek before stepping back, her hands on her hips. “Leeza Maxwell.” She poked him good-naturedly in the chest. “You don’t remember my name, do you?”

“Sorry, Leeza. Yeah, just took a moment to process. Didn’t expect to run into you here. How are you?”

She rolled her eyes. “Stuck living here with my sister, if you can believe that.” She grabbed his shirtfront again and pulled him in. “I miss Miami. I don’t suppose you’re single and available right now, are you?” He tried to pry her fingers loose without hurting her, but didn’t manage to do it before she planted a kiss on his lips.

“Actually, yeah, I’m seeing someone. Sorry. And we’re only here for a little while. Just visiting family.”

“Dammit. I knew I should have tried calling you when I moved away.” She didn’t appear to be seriously upset, however.

Thank god.
The last thing he needed was an attention-drawing lover’s spat with one of Allan’s club bimbos in the middle of Walmart.

Although that likely wasn’t the most dysfunctional event to ever occur in the aisles of a Walmart.

* * * *

Libbie let out a soft sigh as she watched his ass in his jeans as he walked away with the cart. They were both good-looking hunks of men.

I still don’t understand what they see in me, but I guess I should quit questioning it.

She found herself some warm socks, as well as two new flannel pj sets that would help keep her warm throughout this cold snap. As she made her way across the store to the office supply section, she froze at the end of the aisle.