14. Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fourteen
T yler watched Becca’s face as they discussed the possibility of a ménage. He didn’t know if she realized it, but her reactions revealed what he interpreted as arousal—adorably flushed cheeks and quickened breathing. Even more so when he mentioned Jared’s name.
“Since I won the bet,” he reminded her, “you have to pay up.”
“I still say you cheated.”
“I used all the weapons I had available.” Thankfully, she hadn’t picked the vibration cock and ball pouch. He’d barely held it together today. Standing, he held out his hand.
“Very effective weapons.” She placed her hand in his. Tyler led her through the bedroom and into the bathroom. Once he released her, he turned on the water to fill the tub. “Undress and I’ll remove the toys.”
“Thank goodness.” She stripped, and he removed the toys. Her body shuddered as he did so. She was so damn responsive.
Tyler dropped the toys into the sink to be cleaned later. He checked the water level in the tub, and added several drops scented bath oil into the water. “Take a nice relaxing bath while I prepare the bedroom.”
“Why don’t I like the sound of that?” Becca climbed into the tub, sighing as she sank into the hot water.
“I’ve used a vanilla rose oil in the water, so you’ll want to rinse off once you’re done soaking.”
“Okay.”
“Also, think about everything you’ve learned over the week, because we’re going to cover it this afternoon.” He turned and left. This afternoon would be a test of his endurance, but he didn’t mind at all.
Until Becca gave him the green light on the ménage, he couldn’t make any plans for tomorrow. Although he’d already reserved one of the special cabins for them. They had several of them on the ranch for guest use.
Glancing around the bedroom, Tyler realized it wasn’t big enough. He wanted to give her a taste of what tomorrow would be like. In the living room, he began moving furniture out of the way.
Once that was done, he grabbed the lounger from the corner of the bedroom and positioned it where he wanted it. Then he moved one of the small tables over and tested his reach.
Perfect . Back in the bedroom, he pulled out all the toys he wanted to use.
Tyler filled two bowls with hot water, another bowl with ice, and carried them to the table. He grabbed several towels and washcloths out of the linen closet, then at the last minute, opened the French doors.
It was a nice day, and the fresh air would be good for both of them. Tyler surveyed everything. Yep, he had all he needed, except for Becca. In the bedroom, he stripped but left the pouch on. Not that he needed it, but it reminded him to keep his control. He couldn’t stop running his hand over his dick.
A feminine sigh floated to him. “I’ve never seen a man stroke himself before.”
“Maybe I can rectify that, later.” He crossed to her. She was wearing a robe again. “May I braid your hair?”
Becca gave him a puzzled look. “Sure.”
He snagged a brush and one of her hair ties off the counter. She watched him from the bedroom door. He grabbed several pillows off the bed and tossed them on the floor. “Come over here and sit on the pillows,” he said as he lowered himself onto the mattress.
“I think you need attention, first.” She knelt on the pillows.
His cock jumped at her nearness. Control. He had to have control. “Later.”
“That’s always your answer.”
He lifted his hands to her shoulders. “Sit.”
“I’m not a dog,” she huffed before she flopped down on her butt on the pillows.
“No, you’re not. You’re a beautiful woman.” Tyler pulled the brush through her hair. It felt like silk against his fingers. Within minutes, he had her hair braided. “All done.”
She lifted her hand and ran it down the length of her hair. “Where did you learn to do that?” she asked, rising onto her knees and turning to face him.
Tyler closed his eyes so she wouldn’t see the pain he was sure was reflected in them. “I used to do it for my mom when she got too sick to do it for herself.”
“Oh, Tyler.” Her lips brushed over his. “I’m glad you were there for her.”
“So am I.” They’d talked the other night, and he’d explained his mother had died from cancer several years ago. Now he felt at peace. He helped her rise from the floor.
He untied the robe’s belt and stripped it from her before taking her hand and leading her into the living room. She gasped when she saw what he’d done.
“You can use your safe word— tomato —to stop everything, or green , yellow , and red . From this moment forward, I’m your Dom, and you follow my orders.”
She opened her mouth and then shut it and nodded sharply.
“Good girl. Use your safe words as you need them.”
“I understand.”
“Go over to the lounger and lay on your stomach.”
He kept his gaze on her as she walked over to it, but her focus was on the toys on the table. He watched her tremble slightly, and he didn’t know if it was from excitement or fear. He waited until she positioned herself on the lounger before he moved.
Tyler knelt next to the lounger and picked up the bottle of massage oil. Pouring a generous amount onto his palm, he rubbed his hands together, then started the massage. He gave her a full body massage, front and back. When he finished, he made sure she was back on her stomach and connected the restraints to her wrists and ankles.
“You are sneaky,” she said softly.
“Yes. I love this lounger for that reason. It has built in restraints, but I can also have you in different positions.” He rubbed her ass with one hand while he reached over and picked up the rabbit fur flogger.
It was a beginner flogger and would warm Becca up nicely. Removing his left hand from her ass, he brought the flogger down on her right ass cheek.
A cry of surprise left her lips as he smacked her left ass cheek. He paused and ran his hand over her ass. “How are we doing?”
“Green.” Her voice sounded strained, and he only used the flogger twice.
He gave her ass several more swats before stopping to caress her skin. She squirmed. Her skin was warm to his touch, her body flushed, and her breathing rapid.
Time to move on.
Tyler set the flogger aside and picked up the lube. He dribbled it down her ass crack.
“Cold,” she murmured.
Using his finger, he rubbed the lube around and added more. When his finger was nice and wet, he slipped it into her ass.
Becca groaned.
“Tell me what you’re feeling,” he ordered.
“Hot. My skin is tingling. My ass feels like it’s on fire, and your finger is teasing me.”
“Is that all?” He slid a second finger in.
“My pussy is wet, and my nipples are hard.” Her breath was coming in little pants now.
Satisfaction flowed through him. “That’s what I want.” He pushed a third finger into her ass, and her hole tightened around him. “Don’t come,” he ordered, smacking her ass with his hand.
“You love to tease.” She shifted in the restraints.
“I do.” He slapped her ass again before picking up the butt plug he wanted and lubing it up. Tyler removed his fingers and teased her ass with the tip of the plug before slipping it in.
“Ohhhh.” Her breath whooshed out.
“Yes, this is a bigger plug.” Tyler slid it in and then out, letting her get used to the width of the plug. With his free hand he slid his finger into her pussy. She was dripping wet. A grin spread over his lips. He slid two fingers into her pussy as he moved the plug in her ass.
“Oh, God.” She tried to press her pelvis against his fingers, but because of the way the lounger was curved, she couldn’t press down.
He continued to caress her pussy and play with her ass until she was constantly moving on the lounger. Tyler pushed the plug completely into her ass.
“I need to come,” she cried out.
“You will not.” Lord, she was stunning. Her body was a beautiful rosy color, her breathing erratic, and he almost couldn’t wait. He let her adjust to the plug in her ass as he fingered her pussy with three fingers.
Her moans increased along with the flushing of her body. It was time. He replaced his fingers with his cock.
Becca screamed as he thrust into her, filling her on the first stroke. Tyler lightly massaged her back as he held still, letting her adjust to his invasion. He could feel the plug in her ass as it twitched.
“Baby?”
“Yellow. Let me catch my breath.”
“Of course.” He kept stroking her hot skin, as he watched her regulate her breathing. She was so perfect. She hadn’t used her safe word, and in a way, he’d expected her to. This was as close as he could get to having two cocks inside her. Well, he could use a double-headed dildo, or a strap-on, but he liked being in her pussy.
“I’m better now.”
“I’m going to continue then.” He withdrew and slowly slid in again. Her little moans of pleasure ramped up his desire.
“You’re still wearing the harness, aren’t you?” Her question came in short bursts.
“Yes. It will keep me hard and allow me to fuck you for a longer period of time.”
“But…” Her pussy tightened around him as he sank into her warm depths. “I don’t know…” Her head turned from side to side on the pillow.
Tyler grinned. Time to raise the stakes a bit. He reached over and hit the button on the remote.
“You’re going to kill me,” she yelled as the butt plug came to life.
“Never. We’re just beginning.”
She groaned, and her body sagged a bit. Tyler grabbed the remote and placed it at the small of her back so he could reach it easily. “Time for you to really feel what it will be like having two cocks in you. One in your ass and one in your pussy, bringing you pleasure over and over again.” His heart pounded. It was time to show her all the gratification she could take.
Bracing his hands on the curve of the lounger near her waist, he began to fuck her hard and fast. Her pussy tightened around him on each thrust. With care, he balanced himself on one hand and turned the butt plug up a step.
“Yes. Oh, yes, Tyler! Take me. I’m yours.”
Her words were sweet magic to his ears. He maintained his pace, watching her carefully. This was for her enjoyment, to show her how two men loving her could be sensual and fulfilling. Her body trembled.
Yes, it was time. He pushed the last button on the remote. “Come for me, baby.” He pulled out to the tip of his dick and then thrust all the way in.
Becca cried out as her body spasmed around him. His balls tightened, but he willed his climax back. He rode out the tremors shaking her body, then turned off the butt plug and withdrew from her ass.
She lay there panting and moaned softly when he removed the butt plug. He picked up a washcloth and dipped it in the warm water.
“That feels good,” she murmured as he bathed the sweat, lube, and her climax from her body.
“I’m glad.” He finished and dried her skin so she wouldn’t get chilled, and then he removed the restraints. She laid there not moving. “Turn over.”
Becca glared at him but rolled onto her back. He helped her adjust on the lounger since he’d put in the center piece they hadn’t used before, making the dip in the middle level. Then he put the restraints back on her and made sure they were tight but not too tight.
Her legs dangled on either side of the lounger, keeping her pussy open to him and her back near the headrest. “Are you in pain anywhere?”
She shook her head. He wasn’t convinced. “Baby,” he said softly, waiting until her gaze locked with his. “I need words. I need to make sure you aren’t hurting and are as comfortable as you can be in this position.”
“I’m fine.” Fire burned in her eyes.
“All right. By the way, do you know how gorgeous you look restrained and open to whatever I want to do?” He reached down and removed the cock harness. His dick bounced with freedom. She licked her lips, but he ignored her. “Time for more fun.”
Tyler walked to the end of the lounger and climbed between her legs. “Now, my sweet, I’m going to lick you until you go wild, and I can taste your sweet cream.”
She groaned as Tyler went to work. Her sweet and spicy flavor hit his tongue, and he licked, sucked, and tongue-fucked her. It didn’t take long until her body responded, and she orgasmed against his lips.
Sitting back, he checked her feet. They were warm. Good. He bathed her body once again, bringing her back down to earth a bit. He also checked her wrists. “Arms okay? No numbness?”
“None.”
“Perfect.” He grabbed another toy.
“What is that?” Her gaze was locked on the item in his hand.
“Oh, this?” He waved the device. “It’s called a wand. Basically, a personal massager.”
“What are you going to do with it?” She sounded soft and maybe a little bit apprehensive.
“Make you feel good.” He knelt beside her hips.
“I’m not sure about this,” she said as he placed the wand on her mound.
“I am.” He flipped it on the lowest setting. Her mouth dropped open.
“Okay, that’s not so bad.”
“Just wait.” He adjusted the head of the toy against her clit and started the pulsing.
“Shit,” she cried out.
“This one has a lot of settings: pulsations, escalations, and waves. I can create about fifty different combinations.” He switched to a different pulse. “Also, it has adjustable speeds.”
Becca groaned and closed her eyes.
Tyler varied the wand, loving how she would twitch or moan. He kept her on edge for a while, then turned the wand up. “Come for me now, baby.”
Her arms jerked in the restraints as her body quivered and she climaxed. Her breath shuddered in and out of her lungs, but he kept the wand on her clit.
“Please.” Her words were soft. “Please, do something. My pussy is so empty.”
“It is?”
“Stop grinning and do something.”
He laughed. “Behave, woman.” He slapped her breast, and she groaned. Tyler stretched over her body and grabbed one of the dildos. He twirled it around her entrance. She was soaked.
“Yes, please. Fuck me.”
“Be careful what you ask for.” He thrust the dildo into her.
She cried out as her muscles closed over the toy, and she orgasmed once again. He didn’t move the dildo, just held it in place as he changed the pulsation on the wand.
“Tyler, no. I can’t come again.” She jerked her arms and legs.
“You can, and you will.” He adjusted the wand, and she screamed as she came apart. Her body was in a constant state of arousal. Yet she didn’t call her safe word. She was taking everything he had to give. “One more, baby.”
“I…” She panted, trying to catch her breath as he changed the vibrations.
Her orgasm this time was longer and stronger. He turned off the wand as Becca slumped against the lounger. With care, he removed the dildo from her pussy while her body shook with the aftermath of all her climaxes.
“You are so damn beautiful,” he whispered before dropping a soft kiss on her lips. Tyler put the toys on the table, then unfastened the restraints.
Her wrists were a little red where she’d strained against their hold, but that was it. He placed her arms over her stomach and then released her legs. “Becca.”
“I think I’m dead. I’m floating on a bed of clouds.” Her words were barely a whisper.
“I bet you are. Be right back.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
Walking on air from making her come so much, Tyler went into the bathroom and filled the tub. He added some essential oils before returning to Becca. She lay in the exact same spot, eyes closed.
“Bath time.” He lifted her in his arms and carried her into the bathroom. He stepped in the bath, and lowered them both into the water.
“Nice,” she murmured, her body relaxing against his.
“Yes, it is.” He picked up a washcloth and began running it over her body. Becca didn’t move a muscle. He’d worn his woman out.
His hand froze. His woman.
Yes, she was. He had no idea of how he would let her go Sunday, but he had to. This was only for a week, and he’d made the agreement. Besides, she had her dream job to go to. He belonged here at the ranch.
Tyler finished bathing her, and then himself before climbing out with her in his arms. He wrapped a towel around her and carried her to the bed. The second he lay her down, she curled into a ball.
He grinned as a soft snore left her lips, then pulled the covers over her and went to clean up the living room. They had time yet, and he wasn’t going to worry about what would happen when she left.
As long as Becca was happy and satisfied, that was good enough for him.