11. Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven
B ecca sat very carefully for dinner. Tyler had played with her body all afternoon. A thrill of excitement shot through her when he glanced over at her and winked. He’d given her about an hour without the butt plug, but before she dressed, he put it back in.
He’d told her he wanted her to get used to having it in her ass. Of course, he wasn’t done. He put the nipple danglers on her for dinner. She couldn’t wear a bra with them, and she didn’t have a shirt that wouldn’t show off her nipples. So unfair of him.
She glanced around the table. She wasn’t the only one having problems. All the women squirmed in their seats, and their nipples showed through their shirts. Some wore nipple jewelry she could see beneath their shirts, and she couldn’t be sure about the others.
Becca shifted in her seat. Dressing had been… difficult at best. With the butt plug in her ass and the nipple danglers on, every move she made caused arousal to shoot to her clit and pussy. She gasped as she shifted, and the butt plug shifted inside her.
“Okay?” Tyler asked softly.
“Fine.” She fought to concentrate on the conversation going on around the table rather than the toys keeping her on edge, but it was a lost cause. She let the conversation float over her as she thought about the past few days with Tyler.
He’d opened her eyes to the sensual side she’d been burying. She knew she liked her sex with a little bit of kink, but this had shown her all kinds of new possibilities. Before it was just little more than the missionary position and not much else.
Now, toys had become a part of foreplay, talking to her partner about what felt good and what didn’t. Keeping the lines of communication open, and now ass play. She was glad they still had a few days and nights to explore everything. She’d glanced at the schedule and realized there was still a lot for her to learn.
Tomorrow was Beginners Bondage , then the day after Threesomes, Foursomes, and More . Saturday was a free day, and Tyler had written in “special day.” On Sunday, she’d leave for home.
Home . She felt at home here with Tyler on the ranch, but it was an illusion. One week, that was the deal, and she would keep her side of the bargain.
The bondage class didn’t bother her too much, as she’d fantasized about being tied up. She had a feeling Tyler would love it. Threesome, Foursome, and More was a little disconcerting.
Oh, she’d fantasized about being with two men, but she couldn’t imagine being with more than that.
Thoughts swirled through her head. Alternating heat surges rushed to her core and shivers of, well, almost apprehension, though for what, she had no clue. It wasn’t until Maggie and Peter pushed back their chairs that Becca realized dinner was over. She looked down at her almost full plate. She’d been so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even eat.
“I had your refrigerator stocked during dinner,” Tyler said, standing behind her chair. “Somehow, I had a feeling you wouldn’t be eating much.”
“The food is good. I’m just… distracted.”
“Aroused and needy.” He helped her from her chair and pulled her into his embrace. “I understand. I could barely keep my mind on food and the conversation.” When he flexed his hips, his erection brushed against her.
Becca moaned, and her legs parted.
“Were you thinking about the plug in your ass?” He nipped her earlobe. “Or were you thinking about your hard nipples? Or maybe how my cock is going to feel in your wet pussy?”
Biting her lip, Becca dropped her forehead against his shoulder. If she was stronger, she’d throw him to the floor and have her way with him.
“Or maybe you were thinking that I’ll use the triple suckers as I take you.”
A tremor swept through her body. Oh, God, how would that feel? She couldn’t wrap her mind around it.
“You like that idea,” he said.
“Tyler, I…” She trembled as his fingers found the base of the plug through her clothing, and he wiggled it.
“So ready for me,” he whispered as his right hand slipped around and down the front of her shorts. “So wet.”
She gasped and squirmed as he plunged two fingers into her. “Anyone could come in.” Luckily, they were still alone in the dining room.
“Who cares?” He stroked her pussy with one hand while the other played with the base of the plug. “Are you ready for what I want to do tonight?”
“Oh yes,” she whispered. The afternoon had been fun, but she wanted Tyler inside her. She wanted to feel his hardness and give him pleasure.
“Ah, excuse me.”
Becca jerked in Tyler’s arms at Jared’s voice. She stared over Tyler’s shoulder to see Jared standing in the entrance of the dining room.
“Sorry, but there’s a phone call for Becca.”
“Me?” Who could be calling her here? No one knew she was here except—
“Said her name was Angie, and she’s been trying to get you on your cell. I explained you didn’t have your cell phone.”
“It must be important. Angie would only bother me if it was.” Becca felt a sense of loss when Tyler withdrew his hands.
“Come on, I’ll show you where you can take the call.” Jared motioned for her to precede him. She and Tyler followed Jared.
A million things ran through Becca’s mind. Had her mother tried something? Or Alan? Nerves gathered in her belly as it tightened with dread.
Jared led them to an office. “Line two.” He gestured to the desk and the phone.
“Thank you.” Becca slipped away from Tyler’s comforting arm and picked up the receiver. “Hey, Angie, what’s up?”
***
Tyler stood outside his office to give Becca some privacy, but stayed close in case she needed him. Jared stood beside him.
“She’s very responsive to you,” Jared said. “She didn’t even realize I was watching.”
“Yes.” Tyler grinned. “I have ways to keep her distracted.”
“I bet.” Jared laughed and clasped Tyler on the shoulder. “I really don’t need you for the next few days.”
“That’s why I’ve been burning the midnight oil to make sure my work was done, and you wouldn’t need me. I plan on spending my time with Becca.”
“I figured.” Jared ran his hand through his hair. “I’ll announce tomorrow that dinner is now optional. All the couples tonight looked ready to explode.”
“Yeah.” Tyler watched Jared’s face closely and noted the strain around Jared’s eyes. “What is bothering you? Need to get laid?” Tyler was aware that Jared would go to a friend’s house every so often to let off some steam. From what Tyler understood, the friend had some very interesting parties.
Jared laughed. “Not yet, my friend. But there is something I’d like to ask.”
“Go for it.”
“If Becca decides to do a threesome, I’d like to be your third.”
Tyler’s eyes widened. This was a surprise.
Jared shook his head. “I know I don’t participate, but the way she looks at you… I’m not a threat, and this way, maybe you’ll both be comfortable.”
Tyler saw the logic in Jared’s words. “If she’s willing, then I don’t see a problem.” Tyler didn’t. Jared would follow his lead with Becca, and there wasn’t another man he trusted more.
“Great.” Jared turned and walked into his office across the hall as Becca hung up the phone. A frown marred her features.
“Problem?” Tyler crossed to her side.
“Not really. My new job moved my start to Monday morning instead of Tuesday. So I won’t have an extra day to prepare now. Angie wanted to let me know.” She smiled. “Am I to assume this is your office and not Jared’s?”
“It is. What gave it away?”
“The horse pictures.”
Tyler glanced at the wall that held the pictures. Figured she’d key on those rather than the other contents of the office.
“Where do you sleep?”
“Upstairs. The second and third floors are sealed off from everyone but Jared and me. That’s our private domain.”
She nodded. “Can we go back to my cabin and pick up where we were before we were interrupted?”
He laughed. Leave it to Becca to cut to the chase. “Race you.”
“What?”
Laughter filled the air. He jogged backward. “You can run, can’t you?” This was going to be fun.
She glared at him. “Yes, but—” She bit her bottom lip. So adorable.
“First one to the cabin gets to be in charge,” he called over his shoulder as he sprinted for the front door. He knew she’d never be able to run with the plug in her ass and the danglers on her tits.
He leaped up the stairs at her cabin and turned to see her moving quickly across the courtyard, not quite running. Her breathing was labored when she joined him.
“Cheater.”
Tyler grinned. “I want you to go into the bathroom and undress, then come back into the living room and sit on the sofa. Do not remove the danglers or the plug.”
She stuck her tongue out at him before she walked into the cabin. Tyler followed but stayed in the bedroom as she went into the bathroom. He’d move some of his clothing over here tomorrow—along with anything else he might need for the next few days.
He headed to the cabinet and grabbed the lounger, massage oil, and a couple of vibrators. In the living room, he arranged everything, but his mind was on her phone call. She said her start date had been moved up.
His gut clenched. Their week was coming to an end in a few days. The thought made him sad, but she belonged in the city and he didn’t. He heard the bathroom door open. Becca walked into the room in all her glory.
Without a word, she walked over, then hesitated when she saw the oil. He stared at her.
“Won’t we get the cushions messed up?” Her voice was soft.
Leave her to think about that. “Just a second.” He grabbed several towels out of the cabinet, then placed one on the sofa for her to sit on.
She perched on the edge. He flashed her a smile, laid two towels on the table and one on the floor.
“Be right back.” Tyler went into the bathroom. He filled the basin with hot water, then grabbed a towel and placed it over the heated towel rack. When he returned, he found Becca staring at the items he’d set on the table.
He would treat her like a queen tonight. He placed the curved lounger and several pillows where he wanted them on the floor. “Are you ready for me, Becca?”
“Oh, yes.”
“Then come here.” She stood and made her way over to him. “So beautiful.” He flicked the nipple danglers. To her credit, she didn’t make a sound. He leaned over and covered one breast with his mouth.
She moaned as he suckled one nipple and then the other, making them even harder. He continued to play with her breasts as his fingers found the base of the butt plug. When he toyed with it, she stiffened.
Tyler bit her nipple playfully, and she groaned. Without hesitation, he pulled the plug from her ass. She cried out, and her body trembled. He tossed the plug onto the towel he’d placed on the floor.
He waited until she caught her breath before he removed the danglers. “Are you sore?”
She shifted from one foot to the other. “I don’t think so.”
“Good. Go lie down on the lounger and stretch out on your stomach.”
Becca swallowed but followed his directions. He waited until she was in position before he stripped off his clothes. The curved lounger provided her head and hips support. Grabbing the first bottle from the table, he knelt on a pillow at her hips. He flipped open the lid and poured the oil into his palm before setting the bottle down.
He rubbed his hands together, then placed them on her shoulders. Becca jumped. “Easy,” he murmured. “This is for you.” He rubbed the oil into her shoulders and back, kneading the tight muscles.
She was wound up, and he didn’t want that. He wanted her relaxed.
Tyler continued down her back, adding more oil as he needed until the scent of vanilla filled the air. At the base of her spine, he worked his hands outward.
“That feels so good,” she whispered.
Avoiding her ass, he massaged the back of her thighs and her calves.
“ Ahhh .”
He grinned as he massaged her lower legs, enjoying the feel of her muscles relaxing beneath his ministrations. After moving back up her body, he stood and headed to the bathroom, where he grabbed a washcloth from the counter and a towel off the warmer.
Perfect . He dunked the washcloth in the hot water, wrung it out, and returned to Becca. He ran the cloth over her skin to remove the oil, set the washcloth aside, and then grabbed the towel to dry her.
“Can you turn over, baby?”
Becca brought her knees up and managed to roll onto her back, watching him as he poured oil on his hands. He picked up her right foot. As he caressed it, and then the left foot, her eyes drifted shut. He massaged her until she was a boneless heap beneath his touch.
That’s what I wanted. He’d avoided her ass and pussy…for now. He jumped up and rinsed the washcloth in the bathroom to warm it again, washed the oil off her skin, and dried her with the towel. Her eyes remained closed, her body totally relaxed against the lounger.
Good . He grabbed the tongue vibrator from the table before kneeling at her feet and setting the vibrator at his side. When he pressed his hands against the inside of her thighs, her legs parted easily. He picked up the tongue vibrator and put it on.
Tyler skimmed his hands up her legs, pulling her slightly toward him, and put her legs on his shoulders before he lowered his head. Becca bucked against his mouth as he licked her. He used the remote and turned on the tongue vibrator and licked her clit.
“Oh god. That’s wicked.”
His gaze captured hers, even as he continued to lick her. He thrust his tongue deep within her, and she arched against his mouth, her juices flowing around her mound. He twirled his tongue and toyed with her clit, then pushed three fingers into her pussy.
“Yesssss.” Her head thrashed against the lounger.
He couldn’t believe how wet she was. Her hands gripped his head, fingers tangling in his hair.
Time to take it up another notch. Tyler upped the vibrations and began moving his fingers.
“Oh, fuck yes.” Her breathing came in short pants, her pussy contracting against his fingers. She was ready to climax.
Tyler placed the tongue vibrator directly on her clit and set it on high.
Becca stiffened as the climax rolled over her. Tyler rode the tremors all the way through and then brought her to her peak a second time. On the third time, she screamed, her entire body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
Tyler turned the vibrator off and lifted his head. Gently, he removed his fingers and lowered her legs onto the lounger.
Her hands fell limply to her side. He removed the vibrator, grabbed a fresh warm washcloth, and bathed her pussy.
“That feels so good.” Her words were soft.
“I’m glad.” Damn, this woman was so responsive. Even more than she’d been in college. Tossing the washcloth aside, he stood and picked her up, carrying her into the bedroom where he placed her on the bed.
She started to curl up. “Oh no, you don’t.” He climbed in beside her.
“Tyler?”
“The night is ours,” he whispered before his mouth closed over hers.
Within minutes, she was squirming beneath him. It helped that he was caressing her breasts and her pussy.
“Take me, please. Fuck me.”
Tonight, her words were sweet music to his ears. His cock needed her convulsing around him.
He needed it. Tucking her beneath him, her legs parted, welcoming him. The head of his dick brushed her entrance. “Ready?”
“Yes.” Her legs curved around his waist.
He thrust, and her moan of pleasure made him grin before he captured her lips. She was his now. He retreated and then thrust. She’d already tightened around him. Neither of them would last long. They’d both been on edge for too long, especially him.
It only took four more strokes, and Becca climaxed. He smiled. They were going to have such fun tonight. He kept moving, his balls tightening, and he exploded. Tyler was still half hard when he pulled out of her luscious body. “Rest for a bit, then we’ll continue.”
***
Becca woke the next morning and stretched, wincing at her sore muscles.
She wasn’t surprised by that. Reaching out her hand, she found a warm spot next to her. Opening her eyes, she wondered where Tyler was.
Damn, the man had stamina. He’d fucked her long and hard last night several times, and she didn’t regret a second of it. Slipping out of bed, she padded to the bathroom. He wasn’t in there. That was fine; she needed to clean up without help.
After taking a quick shower, she dressed and made her way into the kitchen. Tyler was sitting at the small table, and the smell of fresh coffee teased her senses.
“Good morning,” he said with a smile.
“Morning.” Embarrassment flooded her, and she wondered why. It wasn’t as if she was a stranger to waking up with Tyler after a night of lovemaking. Somehow, this felt different than in college. Maybe she was different. She was beginning to lose her inhibitions, and it was because of Tyler.
Becca grabbed a mug and filled it before walking over to the table and sitting down. A sigh escaped her as her butt settled on the chair.
“Sore?”
“A little.” He hadn’t been that rough with her last night, but her ass hadn’t been tormented like that before.
“Shall I take it easy on you today?” His gaze held humor even if he sounded serious.
“I’ll be fine.”
“Good.” Tyler stood and crossed to her. “Finish your coffee. We have some time before breakfast. I intend to play with you today, however you want me to.” He kissed her before leaving the room, the sound of his satisfied whistling filling the air.
Damn if her blood didn’t heat and her pussy pulse. He could get her motors going so easily, not that it was a bad thing. She blew on her coffee and took several sips before dumping the rest of it. She didn’t need coffee. She had Tyler.
***
Two hours later, Becca listened to Tyler’s heartbeat as he cradled her against his chest. Her body still hummed from his lovemaking. She remembered this same feeling, but for a different reason.
“I can feel you smiling,” he said. “What are you thinking?”
“Remember after finals that first year? We were both so wired from all the coffee.”
“Remind me.” His lips brushed the top of her head.
“We went back to your dorm room because your roommate had left, and they hadn’t assigned you a new roomie yet.” Her fingers traced circles on his abdomen. “We held each other for hours, laying there talking and kissing.” She’d felt content in his arms then, just as she did now.
“I do remember.” His fingers cupped her chin and tilted her head up. “One of my favorite memories.” His lips caressed hers in a soft kiss.
“Mine too.”
“What other memories do you have?”
“The day we went to the beach.”
He laughed, and his chest rumbled beneath her. “It was fifty degrees, and we froze our asses off,” he said.
“Yep.” She couldn’t help giggling, remembering the fog and wind. “You were so worried about me being cold, you took off your jacket and gave it to me.”
“I was the one who caught a cold.”
“You did, but I nursed you back to health.”
“And you did a great job.” His mouth found hers again. “You found a very sensual way to help me feel better.”
“Then there was the time you helped me with my hotel hospitality project.” Becca shifted her legs over his, brushing his cock.
“What else could I do? I wanted you to get an A.”
“I don’t think taking me to bed and fucking me silly was part of the plan.” But, oh, how it worked. She’d awakened early the next morning with ideas.
“I enjoyed it, and it helped you relax.”
She hit him in the shoulder.
“Ouch! What was that for?”
“Saying it helped me relax. I wasn’t that tense.” Her laughter filled the air. She hadn’t felt this carefree in years, and she would enjoy every second of it.
“What about the time you helped me with my English homework?”
Becca rolled her eyes. “Please don’t remind me. I think you shocked the teacher with your paper on The Female Climax and Multiple Orgasms. ”
“I got a B on that paper.”
“Then there was the paper on the sexual practices—”
His mouth covered hers, and there was no more talking. Becca didn’t mind. Their time was coming to a close and she wanted to savor these new memories. She loved being with Tyler.