8. Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

B ecca woke alone the next morning. How the hell did Tyler get away from me last night? He’d carried her into the cabin, deposited her in her shower, and told her he’d see her at dinner. Then after dinner, he kissed her at her cabin door and told her he’d see her this morning in the lecture.

Frustrated, she’d slept fitfully, wanting Tyler there beside her. Hell, inside her pussy, fucking her brains out. She hadn’t felt this needy in a long time.

Then there was the note she found under her door this morning. Please dress comfortably in loose clothing for the toy lecture. Underwear is optional.

Optional? Was this someone’s idea of a joke? Her nipples were hard, but she wasn’t crazy enough to advertise it. Nope. Underwear was a must. Becca surveyed the clothing she’d brought with her, settling for a pair of yoga pants and a T-shirt.

A quick look at the clock told her she had just enough time to grab coffee and food before the lecture. She had a feeling she would need both. When she walked into the lecture room, she hoped to find Tyler.

No such luck. Charlie and Sally were there, along with Peter and Maggie. Becca sat on the mat with the other couples, wondering where the hell Tyler was. She chatted with the other couples for a few minutes, and then her body went on full alert.

“Good morning, all.” She turned her head to see Tyler walking into the room with a large box in his arms.

What the hell?

“Today, we’re going to talk about toys for both men and women. Give me a few minutes to set things up, and we’ll get started.” After he set the box on the table, he opened it and began removing items.

She bit her lower lip. Tyler’s the instructor? I didn’t see this one coming. This would be an interesting lecture.

He glanced up, and his gaze captured hers. Damn, if this man’s sexual desire didn’t show in his eyes.

“For your information, the cabinets in the cabins have now been unlocked.” Tyler winked at her, and her body flushed. “So, let’s start with your standard vibrator.”

***

Tyler didn’t bother to knock on Becca’s cabin door, knowing it was unlocked, because after the lecture, he told her to leave it that way. He walked in and was surprised that she wasn’t sitting in the main area, waiting for him.

She couldn’t hide her surprise when he walked into the classroom, especially when she realized he was the one giving the lecture. But that wasn’t the last of her surprises for the morning. The other two couples weren’t as shy as Becca. They’d played and tried out several of the toys while in class.

Poor Becca . She was really getting an education. He strode into her bedroom and found her sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the now unlocked and open cabinet.

“There’s a heck of a lot more in here than what we talked about today.” Her gaze never left the cabinet.

“Yes.” He stood beside the bed. “Remember, I said there would be items for bondage and submission, along with anal penetration.”

Her hand moved to her throat. “Will…” She cleared her throat. “Will we use all of them?”

“If you want. Your choice, your pleasure.” He slipped his arm around her shoulders as he sat next to her. “We still have more lectures to attend and time to play. What would you like to try first?”

When she didn’t speak, he wondered if he was pushing too hard.

“I’ll grab some water and food out of the fridge,” he offered to give her a moment. “Why don’t you take out what you want to play with, and I’ll be right back.”

He dropped a light kiss on her lips before leaving the room. Tyler wanted her to be comfortable with what they were doing. This had to be her decision.

***

Becca watched Tyler walk away, grateful for a few minutes to find her composure. Her hands shook as she removed some toys from the cabinet. There were several she wanted to know more about before she tried them.

She remembered others from class, such as the butt plugs. After setting them on the nightstand, she strode over to the French doors taking a moment to collect herself and enjoy the view. During class, the other couples were uninhibited and tried several of the toys, even with an audience. It had excited her, and she wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.

She turned from the door as Tyler walked into the room with two bottles of water and a fruit platter. He glanced at the nightstand, his grin widening as he took in what she’d laid out.

“I’d like you to explain some of these to me.” She was proud that her voice hadn’t quavered.

“Sure.” He set the water and fruit on the dresser, then picked up the odd-shaped dildo that had a squeeze ball on one end, a set of small beads on a string, and an odd-looking skinny thing. “These three we’ll talk about after the anal lecture.” He returned them to the cabinet.

Well, that answers one question. She sighed. No wonder she didn’t have a clue what they were. Her heart stuttered. Anal. While it sounded exciting, she wasn’t sure she was ready to do it.

Yet.

Tyler took out three different vibrators, a bullet-shaped object, some sort of jewelry, and several other items and set them on the nightstand.

A shiver slid up her spine.

Is that excitement or apprehension? Excitement, she decided, as her gut clenched and moisture gathered between her thighs.

“Pick the first item you want me to explain, but”—the but made her hesitate—“be prepared. If I decide it’s something for us to use, we will use it.”

“You decide?” This was a switch from yesterday.

“Yes. I’m your partner. While we will decide most things together, I want to give you pleasure. You need to explore the toys and how they feel, so I’ll make the decision. You have your safe word.”

Biting her lip, Becca stood there, staring at the toys. What was the sense of having Tyler as her partner if she wasn’t willing to trust him? She picked up what looked like a weird vibrator. It was curved near the top where a small round shaped ball sat. At the end of the ball, there were tiny nubs.

“That’s a vibrating prostate stimulator.” His hand covered hers. “This is for a man.”

“I wondered how a woman would get pleasure from this.” Part of her was surprised he’d left it on the table for her to examine.

“You can use this to stimulate my prostate either manually or with the vibrator, or”—he lightly stroked the nubs with his fingertips—“the nubs can be used to press against the perineum, making me come harder than you’ve seen.”

“You’d let me use this on you?” She hadn’t expected that.

“If you wanted to, but not today.” He took the toy from her and returned it to the cabinet. “Next?”

Looking over the items, Becca picked up another one. “I know these are handcuffs, but why are there suction cups attached to them.”

“These are made so I can cuff you to any smooth surface.” He slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. “I can use them in the shower, on the window, a wall, on the hood of my small pickup truck.”

“The hood of your truck?” Why did that idea make her shiver with anticipation?

“Oh, yeah.” He maneuvered her until his hard cock pressed against her. “Think about it. You’re naked, hands cuffed over your head, your nipples pointing toward the sky. Your legs dangle over the edge, and you can’t touch the ground. I slip between your thighs, holding you open. You’re completely helpless to anything I want to do, but I start off slowly, putting your legs on my shoulders and licking your creaming pussy.”

Her muscles clenched at the picture he painted.

“Once you’ve come on my tongue, I’ll straighten and bury my hard dick in you on the first thrust. You’ll cry out from the shock and pleasure. I’ll caress your tits as I fuck you, long and hard and take you to heights you’ve never known.”

Her knees gave way. If he hadn’t been holding her, she would have crumpled at his feet. She couldn’t catch her breath.

“You’re excited.”

“Yes.” She couldn’t…wouldn’t deny it. He did that to her.

“Good.” He plucked the cuffs from her fingers. “Next?”

Becca forced her knees to hold her weight and reached for the next toy she wanted. If she wasn’t careful, she would climax without him even touching her. She held out the piece of material to him by the two handles.

“Ah, the doggie harness.”

“A what?” She dropped it into his outstretched hand. “If you use that on a dog, why is it here?”

Tyler’s laughter filled the room, and she glared at him. “It’s not for a dog, sweetheart.” He maneuvered her in front of him. “Bend over and place your palms on the mattress.”

Without thinking, she did as he directed. The next thing she knew, the harness was around her waist. “Tyler?”

“Remember when I used to take you from behind? Doggie position.”

“Yes, but…” He pulled her back by the harness, her ass meeting his erection through his sweatpants. Her breath rushed out of her at the contact. Excitement built in her veins.

“This will allow me to ride you hard and long in doggie position, giving me full control and greater range of motion than we ever had.”

“Clever.” She ground her ass against him.

“Behave.” Laughter tinged his voice as he released her from the harness.

When she turned, he pointed to a black piece sitting in the corner that she assumed was an oversized cushion. “This is made so I can put you in any position on the bed or on the floor. It comes with wrist and ankle restraints.”

Becca studied the cushion while he put the harness and handcuffs back in the cabinet. Yes, she could see it now. It could be a small piece of furniture. Very clever.

“Now for the rest of these, I’ll explain them once we’re both naked.”

Tyler didn’t wait for her; he began stripping. Becca stood watching as his delicious chest came into view.

“Slowpoke.” He lifted her T-shirt up and over her head. “Pretty lacy bra, but it’s time for it to go.” He removed her bra and tossed it across the room, along with her T-shirt. “That’s much better.” His palms cupped her breasts, and she sucked in a breath at the heat from his touch. “Your skin is so soft and sensitive.”

She arched her back, pushing her breasts into his hands as her eyes fluttered shut.

“Look at me.”

She ignored his words and touched his chest, her fingers exploring the hard planes as her nails scraped over his flat brown nipples.

“Open. Your. Eyes.” That was a command.

Her gaze connected with his. “I need to see your eyes and hear your voice. Communication between partners.”

“Your touch feels so good.” She swallowed. “You feel so good.”

His hands traveled over her abdomen to the waistband of her pants. He pushed the fabric down along with her panties until it pooled at her feet.

“You still have your pants on.” She was so caught up, she hadn’t noticed until her fingers encountered fabric.

“Take them off.”

She found the tie of his sweats and loosened it. Breathing hard, she pushed them down over his hips. His cock sprang free between them, hard and wanting.

“Commando,” she whispered, her fingers trailing over his dick.

Tyler groaned, and Becca pulled her hand back.

“That was a good groan, sweetheart.” He kissed her nose and kicked his clothing away.

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