10. Chapter Ten
Chapter Ten
B ecca winced as she dressed. Tyler was right. She was sore in places she never expected. Of course, it didn’t help that her clit tingled with each step she took, and she had to leave her bra off because her nipples were so sensitive. Thank goodness, she had a heavier shirt that would conceal her braless state.
She walked slowly into the dining room and wondered how Tyler was faring, considering his hard state when he left her. Tyler stood by the table, and when he saw her, he made a beeline to her.
Without a word, he cupped her chin and captured her lips, plundering her mouth. There was no other way to describe it. When he broke the kiss his eyes glittered and they were both breathing hard.
The sound of masculine chuckles and female sighs brought Becca back to the present with a jolt. Jared stood at the head of the table with a big grin on his face, and all the other couples were already seated.
Heat crept up her body to her face. She almost buried her burning cheeks against Tyler’s chest, but they were all adults. Consenting adults at that, and there was nothing wrong with a passionate kiss.
Tyler escorted her to her seat. Dinner was an experience in anticipation. Tyler trailed his foot up and down her calf, then had the nerve to reach over and trace the seam of her jeans with his fingertips and press against her already throbbing clit.
Not to be outdone, she gave it right back to him. He almost jumped out of his chair when she cupped his cock over his pants and squeezed. The others all grinned as if they knew what she and Tyler were doing.
They probably did. Her mind kept switching from desire to admiration when the servers brought out small cakes. Her eyes widened as she recognized these particular cakes.
“Not that we really have to worry about calories this week,” she said, “but I should warn you, this particular dessert is about sixteen hundred calories on its own.”
“How do you know that?” Sally asked before taking a bite.
“I work in catering, and there’s only one company I know of that provides these. Delicious as they are, they’re deadly to the waistline.”
“That explains why Lou is so secretive about these desserts,” Jared commented. “How long have you worked in catering?”
“Eight years in various positions within different hotels. Next week, I start at the Palace Hotel.”
Peter whistled. “Quite an achievement.”
“Yes.” Becca ducked her head, looking at Tyler from beneath her lashes. The five-star hotel only hired the best. She didn’t know what reaction she expected from Tyler, but he was grinning.
“Please tell us more about what you do,” Jared said.
Becca talked for the next thirty minutes and was surprised how much she enjoyed talking about her work. Her mother never cared, and neither had Alan.
The conversation jumped from catering, to recipes to the best restaurants in San Francisco and before she knew it, they’d finished coffee and dessert. They all stood, said good night and left for their cabins.
Outside the lodge, Tyler pulled her to a stop. “I’ll stop by your cabin in the morning to take you to the day’s lecture.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“Yes, I do.” He kissed her nose before trailing over her cheek to her ear. “Do you know how hard I am seeing you without a bra?”
“It’s all your fault.” She entwined her arms around his neck.
“How is that?” He nuzzled her neck.
“Those damn nipple danglers made them so sensitive. Even the shirt I’m wearing is driving me crazy.”
He chuckled against her skin, sending delicious vibrations through her body.
“It’s not funny.” She tangled her fingers in his hair and tugged.
“How do you think I’m feeling?” His head lifted, and their gazes met. His eyes glittered with need. “I’m so hard that it’ll take me days to get my dick to deflate. All because of your sweet, delicious, hot body.” His hips met hers, and his desire was obvious.
“Come back to my cabin and let me see what I can do about that massive cock of yours.”
His nostrils flared, and his gaze turned molten. He rested his forehead against hers, his hot breath brushing her skin.
“I’d take you up on that, but I have work to do.”
Becca sighed as he pulled back. “So, you’re going to leave me all worked up and alone.”
“Yep.” He placed her at arm’s length. “Anticipation is part of foreplay. I’ll see you in the morning.” Releasing her, he turned and walked stiffly into the lodge.
She bit her lip to prevent herself from smiling. She wasn’t the only one worked up and alone. The knowledge made her feel a little better as she made her way back to her cabin. Maybe she’d pull out a vibrator and have some solo fun.
Her clit throbbed. No, it wouldn’t be fun without Tyler. Besides, she was so sensitive right now, she’d probably scream from just touching herself.
She sighed. Another night alone. This better not be for much longer.
I want Tyler in my bed.
***
The next morning, Becca was on her third cup of coffee when a knock sounded. She opened the cabin door to see Tyler standing there. He looked refreshed, well rested, and relaxed.
Damn him.
She’d spent the night tossing and turning in frustration. Becca wanted him in her bed, his hard body against hers, his arms around her. Reaching up, she curved her hand around his neck and covered his mouth with hers.
Coffee and mint and something else hit her taste buds. She tightened her arms around him as she continued the kiss. Maybe they could take this into the bedroom? No. She needed control. It was time for her to call the shots. She broke the kiss.
“Now that’s a good morning,” he said.
“A good morning would be me and you in my bed.” Her dreams had been filled with him. Each time she woke, she was hot and sweaty. She almost climbed out of bed and pulled out a toy, but she didn’t. Anticipation, he told her. Well, she was anticipating all right.
“Soon.” He nudged her into the cabin. “I need to get you ready for today.” He shut the door.
A tiny shiver worked its way up her spine. Excitement or apprehension, she couldn’t tell. Probably a bit of both. She’d glanced at the lecture for today. Anal.
“Ah, Tyler.” She crossed her arms over her belly.
“You’re not backing out, are you?” He brushed a lock hair from her face, his fingers caressing her cheek.
“No, but…” She closed her eyes. How did she explain? Hell, she didn’t quite understand it herself.
“Becca.” His fingers curved around her jaw. “Open your eyes.” Her gaze connected with his. “Fear is natural. Remember, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. You have your safe word.”
“I know,” she whispered.
“Good.” He released her and walked into the bedroom.
Becca shifted from one foot to the other. It wasn’t that she was afraid, or maybe she was. Damn, she hated being indecisive. Tyler emerged from the bedroom, concealing something in his hand. She really couldn’t make it out.
“Come here, sweetheart.” He held out his free hand.
“What do you have?” Part of her wanted to obey him, the other part wanted to run.
“I have something to make today a little more exciting.” He stared at her, and the next thing she knew, she was standing in front of him without a clue how she got there. This man was a witch.
“I’m glad you’re wearing shorts.” His gaze traveled over her body. “How are your nipples today?” He tugged her with him as he moved backward and then sat in one of the chairs, with her standing in front of him.
“They’re better.”
“Good. Spread your legs for me, sweetheart.”
She swallowed but did as he requested.
“Each day, we’re going to build on what you’ve learned the previous day. Yesterday’s lecture was about toys.”
“I remember.” What was he planning? He slid her shorts down her thighs.
“Are you wet, baby?” He slid his fingers inside her panties. What ever he had in his hand glided against her skin.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Good. I need you wet.”
She was about to ask him why when something cool slipped into her pussy. Once Tyler removed his hand, she shifted from one foot to the other. Her skin was on fire from his touch. The object he’d pushed into her pussy shifted, but it wasn’t a dildo or anything like that.
Tyler slid her shorts back into place and fastened them.
“What did you do?” she asked as her toes curled at the slight pressure of her clothing against her mound.
“I’ve placed two small pleasure balls deep inside your pussy.” She shifted again. Not bad. She could handle this. “They will stay there throughout the lecture and lunch.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem.” Confidence flowed through her voice.
“Oh?” He lifted his left hand. In it was a key fob. There were three buttons on it. His thumb pressed the first one.
She jumped. “Damn.” The vibrations zinged through her body.
“Vibrating pleasure balls.”
“You’re not playing fair.”
He smiled. “I never said I would.”
The vibrations stopped and Becca took a deep breath, willing her pussy to stop twitching around the balls.
“This is a wireless remote, and it has three speeds. You’ll never know when I’ll turn it on.” He slipped the fob into his pants pocket and took her hand. “Time for us to go.”
Each step from her cabin across the compound to the lecture rooms was torture.
All right, she had to admit it was more arousal than torture, but every time those damn balls shifted within her, delicious sensations coursed through her body.
Halfway across the courtyard, Tyler turned on the balls, making her stumble. He caught her easily and held her until she could walk.
“Unless you want everyone to know about those balls, you better learn to control your reactions.” He turned the device off.
Her pussy muscles tightened. “You think I can’t?” How could she? She was on edge right now and that was probably what he wanted. He was playing her like a well-tuned instrument, and she didn’t like it.
“We shall see.” With his hand at her back, he guided her into the lecture room.
Becca sighed when she saw all the couples were there. She sat—carefully—on the mat, and Tyler dropped beside her.
Another couple walked into the room with several small boxes and what looked like a wedge.
“Hi, everyone. I’m Will, and this is my wife, Ella. Today, we’re going to help you explore and understand anal sex.”
Becca squeaked as Tyler turned the balls on.
“You have a question?” Will turned to her.
“No. Sorry.” Becca glared at Tyler, but he wore an innocent expression. “ Something startled me.”
Will glanced at Tyler, then back to her, and nodded. “Ella will be my helper. We will show you how to prepare your partner for anal penetration. We’ll also discuss the right way for penetration so both of you receive pleasure.”
The vibrations stopped, and Becca almost sighed in relief.
This will be a loooong lecture.
***
Becca was never so glad to have a break between lunch and when Tyler would show up at her cabin. Using her foot, she pushed the porch swing into motion. She loved the back porch here, private and peaceful. She needed time to think after the lecture this morning because she wasn’t sure about anything anymore.
I never realized how turned on I could be by watching another couple have sex . Anal sex at that. It helped that she hadn’t been the only one affected. Several of the couples had climaxed, as had she. Only Tyler seemed unaffected. Either that or he had better control over his body than she thought.
He’d been hard. His cock pressed against her fabric-covered ass during the class and grew harder as things progressed. While the other couples climaxed while trying anal, she and Tyler hadn’t. No, he reserved that for their private time. Instead, he turned those vibrating balls on at just the right time.
With a sigh, she closed her eyes and rested her head on the back of the swing cushion. Her left foot slipped, jarring her hip and a low moan escaped her. Tyler had told her she was to keep the balls inside her until he removed them.
Why didn’t that command bother me?
Maybe because his dominance wasn’t like her mother’s. Tyler gave her a choice in their sexual play. A safe word. He didn’t force anything on her, and she knew that by the time this week ended, she would be better in tune with her mind and body.
A sense of sadness flashed through her when she thought about leaving—which meant leaving Tyler behind.
Shaking her head, she shoved the thought away. She needed to concentrate on the here and now, because she suspected today would be much like yesterday with Tyler teasing her mercilessly.
A delicious shiver of anticipation shot through her body. Tyler told her he wouldn’t take her ass today. She wasn’t ready. But he would be using different toys on her ass.
Becca tried to remember what toys he’d put back in the cabinet yesterday. Let’s see, a box of plugs, a set of anal beads, an inflatable dildo…
She trembled. Okay, that looked a little sinister, but after the class, she could handle the other toys.
She closed her eyes and wondered how much time she had before Tyler arrived. While her movement on the swing teased her pussy, it wasn’t enough to push her over the edge.
“Yes, that’s it, baby.”
Startled, Becca opened her eyes. There was no one in the back with her, and she knew that voice. That was Maggie’s voice.
Oh! Peter and Maggie’s cabin was next to hers. But this was the first time she heard them.
“I love your tits.” Peter’s voice carried on the still air.
Damn, she should go back inside, but she was frozen with indecision.
“I know you do,” Maggie commented.
“Ready, baby?”
“Yes. Fuck me. Fuck my ass.”
Becca covered her mouth with her hand as she heard several grunts and sighs.
“How does that feel, baby?” Peter’s voice sounded strained.
“Full, but so good. Between your cock in my ass and that vibrator in my pussy, I don’t think there’s another inch to be filled.”
“There’s still your mouth.”
Becca’s eyes widened, her hips shifted, and her slit began to pulse.
“We can do that later,” Maggie said. “Please fuck me.”
“Anytime, my love.”
The next five minutes were filled with heavy breathing, the slapping of flesh against flesh, groans and moans. Occasionally, Maggie or Peter would talk, but not much.
“Oh god, yes. I’m almost there. Fuck me, darling. Fuck me hard. Turn the vibrator on high.”
“I’m going to make you come, then come again and again.” Peter’s tone sounded possessive. “You’re mine. All mine.”
“Yes, I’m yours. Yes, that’s it. I’m—” Maggie screamed.
That speared Becca into action. She jumped off the swing and high-tailed it back inside her cabin. She shut the doors quietly, her erratic pulse rushing in her ears. Thank goodness she couldn’t hear the couple anymore.
“The cabins are soundproof.”
Becca squealed and spun around to see Tyler standing by her bed, completely nude. “You scared me.”
“Did you like what you heard?” He stalked over to her—there was no other word to describe his movement.
“I…” How could she answer that? “How long have you been here?”
“Long enough.” His fingers toyed with the waistband of her shorts before slipping beneath and pushing them and her panties to the floor. “Did you want to touch yourself while you listened to Peter and Maggie fucking?”
She bit her lip. Arousal flowed through her, but she hadn’t thought about caressing herself. She’d been concentrating on the couple next door.
“I can smell your sweet scent.” Her T-shirt followed her shorts to the floor. His fingers slipped between her legs, and she shifted.
She wanted his touch, but while this was familiar, it was also new. All she could think about were the moans from the couple next door.
“Yes, you’re wet. Excellent.” His mouth captured hers as he thrust a finger into her.
Becca cried out into his mouth. His finger pressed against the balls still deep in her pussy. Her body was primed for whatever Tyler wanted.
“Did the vibrating balls bring you pleasure?” he asked after breaking the kiss.
“You know they did.” She grasped his cock, enjoying the feel of his hardness beneath her fingers. “Is your cock needy?”
“Yes.” He slowly removed the balls from her pussy, and a sigh escaped her.
While she was glad the balls were gone and no longer teasing her, her pussy felt empty. “What are we going to do today?”
“We’ll build on yesterday. I thought we’d start with some nipple clamps, try out a few toys, and then play with your ass.”
“Do I get to play with you?” She thought it was a little unfair that she received all the pleasure.
He grinned. “Yes. I can’t wait for you to play with me.” He turned and placed the black foam wedge on the bed.
She shifted from one foot to the other. Was he going to tease and torment her again today? She hoped not.
“On the bed, lie on your stomach, over the wedge.”
Becca swallowed hard but followed his orders. Once she was in position, her ass was in the air and her shoulders on the bed. She wasn’t sure what to do with her head.
“Here.” Tyler helped her lift her head and put a pillow under it. “Better?”
“Yes.” She turned her head, but she couldn’t see Tyler.
Warm, masculine hands ran over her ass, and she squirmed.
“Easy.” His lips followed his touch. Over her ass, then small kisses up her spine to the nape of her neck. “I’m glad your hair is up.”
His touch disappeared. Then a soft pop caused her to shift and look over her shoulder. Not easy in the position she was in.
“What is in your hand?” She couldn’t quite see.
“A bottle of lube.”
Excitement and apprehension chased each other up her spine. Lube was a necessity in anal play. Becca closed her eyes and concentrated on relaxing her body.
Tyler massaged her ass.
“Ummm, that feels good,” she said.
“Keep talking. Let me know how you feel or if something hurts.” He paused and she heard the snap of gloves being put on.
He slipped his lubed-up finger between her ass cheeks. Becca fought not to squirm as she concentrated on relaxing all her muscles and sinking onto the wedge while Tyler probed and spread the lube. More lube, and then he pressed his fingers against her asshole.
“Breathe, sweetheart.”
Air escaped her. When did she decide to hold her breath? His finger slipped into her ass, and she gasped. “Oh my.” The two words were inadequate. Her ass tingled; it wasn’t unpleasant, just different. More lube trickled down.
Another push of his finger and a slight pinch caused her nerves to quiver. His finger slid in and out as he added more lube. Heat filled her veins. When he pushed his finger all the way back in, her ass clenched around it.
“Okay?” he asked.
“Yes.” Becca tried to gather her thoughts. “I can feel your finger inside me, stroking me; it’s making me wet. It’s different. I never expected it to feel this good.”
More lube was added, and she felt new pressure against her ass. She sucked in a breath, willing herself to stay relaxed.
“Another finger, baby.”
The pressure lessened. But her body was on fire. “I’m so hot, it’s like there’s liquid lava running through my veins.”
“I’m sure.” His lips caressed the small of her back while he stroked his fingers in and out of her ass. “So beautiful.”
Her pussy clenched, and her clit tingled, causing her ass to tighten around his fingers.
“Ready for the next step?” He removed his fingers.
“I think so.” Was that her breathless voice? New pressure was applied, and her fingers clenched the quilt.
“Exhale and press out, now.”
“ Ahhh .” Her body stiffened. It was a plug; how far had he gotten it in? Her ass burned a bit from the penetration. She panted as her body began adjusting to the plug. “More,” she whispered.
Cool lube hit her overheated skin before another push of the plug. A moan left her lips.
“Okay, baby?” His breath caressed her ass cheeks.
“Yes. My ass is gripping the plug, and my pussy is clenching.”
“Maybe this will help.” He paused and slid two bare fingers into her wet pussy.
“Yes.” She pressed down on his fingers. Becca wanted more.
She wanted everything he had to give her.
“That’s it, baby.” He stroked his fingers in her pussy. “I can feel the plug in your ass with my fingers. You’re so damn hot and tight.”
His words made the fire inside her burn hotter, brighter. “I feel full and yet…”
“Yet, what?”
Becca panted. How could she feel this way? It didn’t make sense. “I want more. I want you to make me come.”
“I can do that. I want you to think about how my cock is going to feel in your ass. Feel me sliding in and out, with my fingers in your pussy, my thumb on your clit. I’m going to take you to heights you’ve never known.”
She couldn’t catch her breath. Listening to his words heightened her arousal several notches. Her ass gripped the plug, and each time Tyler’s fingers brushed against it, shafts of pleasure shot through her.
“You’re close. Your pussy is gripping my fingers.”
Becca was close. So close that it wouldn’t take a lot push her over. “Yes. Take me. Take my ass, my pussy, make me come.”
Tyler moaned. “When I fuck your ass, I’m going to make you come all over my fingers, but I won’t stop there. I’ll keep fucking you until you think you can’t take anymore. But you can. I’ll keep you so aroused and on edge that you won’t know which way is up. Until you can’t take any more, and you scream from pure pleasure as I spill myself inside your sweet tight ass.”
He curved his fingers and hit her G-spot. Becca screamed as she began to climax. It seemed to go on for hours, but she knew it was bare minutes. She collapsed against the wedge, satisfied. Well satisfied. It was going to be hours before she could move.
Tyler removed his fingers and kissed the base of her spine. “We still have some time before dinner. What do you say we try the nipple danglers with the plug?”