Come Monday (12 page)

“Ooo,” she said as she rubbed her hand over his clad cock.

“Careful, Keira. That’s not what we’re here for,” he murmured, removing her hand.

“It’s not?”

He brushed a light kiss against her cheek. “It’s not,” he replied. “Turn around and bend over at the waist. There’s a shelf in front of you. Grab hold of it.” 92

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She turned, wondering at his odd request until his hands drifted along her ass, then her mind didn’t give a shit what he wanted so long as he kept touching her. She gripped the shelf to hold herself steady in the face of his sensual fondling.

“You’re working too hard and you’re too tense,” he said, his hands moving to the slit between her legs. “I thought perhaps I could help you relax.”

“Relaxing sounds good,” she said, and he chuckled.

“I do love your willingness to play.”

She felt a coolness on her ass and she flinched. “Will?”

“Just some lube,” he replied. “It’ll warm up soon enough.” He worked the slick gel into her ass with one finger as she fought back a groan.

Something hard pressed against her anus and she started to rise. His hand on her back held her in place as he continued to push something inside her.

“It’s a butt plug,” he explained. “It will stretch you so you’re better able to accommodate my cock inside you. It’s not as big as I am, but it’s a start. Now relax.” She tried to take a deep breath, tried to assimilate to the foreign object he was working into her small opening. When the plug was fully seated, she started to rise but he stopped her again. “Not yet. There’s still another hole to fill.”

“Another?” she asked as his hand drifted to her drenched pussy.

“I don’t want this sweet cunt to feel empty.” She felt the vaginal balls they’d purchased together being pushed inside her one at a time, teasing her sensitive flesh as she accepted them.

When he was finished, he reached beneath her and pulled her up. She struggled to stand upright as the toys filled her to brimming. Her breathing, rapid with excitement, hitched at the intensity of being doubly taken by his naughty gifts.

He bent down and bid her to lift first one foot and then the other. She was shocked to realize he was replacing her panties.

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“What are you doing?” she asked as he pulled up the scrap of lace and smoothed her skirt back over her hips.

“Helping you relax.”

“You don’t expect me to wait tables like this?” she asked when she felt him turn around to open the door.

“Of course I do. Don’t worry, Keira. I’ll be in the pub.”

“That’s not the point,” she protested. “I’m not sure I can walk like this, let alone work—”

“You
can
walk with them inside you and you will,” he insisted. “I’ll be working on my book and watching over you.”

He opened the door and they walked out into the corridor. She sucked in a sharp breath at the balls moving around in her vagina. “Holy shit,” she said breathlessly.

He grinned. “I want you to think about how good it’s going to feel when I take those toys out and fuck you later.”

Her pussy clenched in delight at the thought. “Tonight?”

“I’m going to bend you over that bar once everyone is gone and take you harder than you’ve ever been taken before.”

She shivered at the thought. “Wonder if I can convince Tristan to close early.” Will laughed. “No cheating. It’s just after midnight and the bar doesn’t close until two a.m. If you’re a good girl, I’ll give you a little relief around one.”

“Damn you,” she cursed as she took a couple steps down the hallway before gripping his arm, fighting against the pleasure the toys were causing in her body.

“Breathe deeply and move slowly. You’ll be fine.” For an hour, Will watched as Keira waited tables. He pretended to jot down an outline for his textbook, but in truth he couldn’t take his eyes off his lovely girlfriend as she struggled to do her job while fighting back the mother of all orgasms. Her nipples 94

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were erect and he’d had to force himself to remain seated as several of the male patrons of the pub ogled her, sexual interest written all over their faces. Perhaps this experiment of his wasn’t such a great idea after all.

He’d spoken to her briefly on the phone during the past two days and he could tell she was working too hard and far too worried about her father’s health. He’d hoped a little sexual play would take her mind off her troubles and since it didn’t seem likely she would come to him, he’d come to her.

If her flushed face and labored breathing were any indication, he’d say he’d achieved his goal. He’d bet a million dollars Keira wasn’t thinking about anything at the moment except the time when he would bend her over the bar and give her exactly what her body was screaming for.

He grinned as she approached him and glanced at his watch. Right on time.

“It’s one o’clock,” she said, her sultry voice driving even more blood into his already full cock.

“So it is.” He rose and gestured for her to sit down in the booth. He’d chosen the same corner booth from the first night he’d asked her out, aware that it provided the seclusion they would need.

Her eyebrows crinkled with confusion and he fought back a laugh. She’d obviously thought he would take her back to the storeroom, but her response to his visit in the dressing room had cued him in to the realization that his lovely Keira wasn’t opposed to a little public display of affection.

She sat, hissing as she did so, no doubt pushing the balls in her cunt and the plug in her ass a bit deeper.

He bit back his own groan, his cock throbbing for some sort of relief.

“Put your left leg over my knee,” he commanded once they were settled. Her eyes drifted to Tristan and Ewan working behind the bar. “They can’t see us,” he assured her.

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Her leg moved into place, leaving her thighs spread apart enough that he could touch her freely. He wrapped his right arm around her shoulders, drawing her close for a kiss, while his left hand ventured under her skirt.

“What are you going to do?” she whispered when his fingers dipped beneath her panties.

“I want to watch you come.”

“Here?” she asked in disbelief, whimpering at the end of her question as he slid one finger inside to play with the balls in her pussy. “Oh God. I can’t take this,” she said.

Her cunt was dripping wet and by the sound of her breathing, he knew it wouldn’t take much to bring her off.

“Please, Will,” she said as he shushed her.

“Quiet, beauty. Wouldn’t want your brothers to hear you. By the way, you can come at will.”

“Shit,” she muttered, shuddering in the face of his permission.

She closed her eyes and leaned her forehead into his shoulder. He felt her teeth bite into the material of his shirt as he slowly moved his finger inside her, using the balls to rub her G-spot with each thrust. Within seconds, he felt her pussy muscles clench against him, certain she’d bruised his finger with the strength of her orgasm. She was breathing heavily, panting harshly against his chest, her teeth clenched in his shirt. He held her tightly as she trembled in his embrace and he slowly dragged his finger out of her, leaving the balls in place.

“Take them out,” she pleaded.

He leaned back to look at her flushed face. “Are you in pain?” he asked, concerned for a moment that he was truly hurting her.

She shook her head. “I don’t think I can take much more of this.” He smiled and kissed her gently. “Only one more hour and then I’ll fuck you as long and as hard as you wish. You’re so amazing,” he praised.

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He watched her attempt to compose herself before nodding once. “One hour and then you’ll do whatever I want.”

“Promise,” he said.

“Good night,” she said as she walked the last customers to the door, locking it behind them. It had been the longest night of her career as a waitress. Will’s torturous toys had driven her to distraction with each step she’d taken, but nothing was as crushing to her willpower as Will’s close proximity and the knowledge that she couldn’t fuck him.

He was currently walking around with Teagan, helping her bus the last few tables.

He smiled at her determined look as she approached.

“You look beat, Teagan. Why don’t you go on upstairs? I bet I can convince Will to stick around and help clean up,” she said, forcing a lightness into her voice she didn’t feel. If her sister didn’t leave soon, she was going to get one helluva show, because Keira wasn’t waiting much longer and she didn’t care who stayed to watch.

“I’m not proud,” Teagan replied. “You don’t have to ask me twice. I’m cooked.

Night y’all.” Her sister tossed her the dishcloth she was using to wipe up the tables as she headed for the stairs to their apartment. Teagan passed Tristan, who was headed back from the kitchen with the bar glasses he’d just washed.

He sighed tiredly as he placed the rack on the bar and started restocking it with the clean glasses.

“Will volunteered to stick around and help me clean up,” she said, certain her sister had been the easy sell. “Why don’t you head up to bed, Tris? We can finish this.” Her brother narrowed his eyes at Will and she sensed him struggling to reject her offer just to spite her new boyfriend. However, in her favor seemed to be the reality that Tris really was dog-tired.

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She drove the nail in farther. “I’m exhausted myself. Probably won’t be more than fifteen or twenty minutes behind you,” she lied. Her brother was a champion sleeper.

He’d be dead to the world in his bed within five minutes of hitting the top of the stairs.

He shrugged. “Okay. Don’t be too long,” he warned. She acted annoyed, even though she knew the threat was empty.

Tris left and Keira turned to watch Will lowering the shades on the bar’s front windows. He turned off the lights as well so they were left in virtual darkness except for the dimmed streetlights outside that showed through the sheer blinds. The street outside was quiet, peaceful, and it felt as if they were alone in the city.

He walked toward their corner booth and she was surprised by his choice of destination. “Come here,” he commanded.

She followed him, the feeling of the toys no less potent than they’d been when he put them inside her two hours earlier. As she stepped up beside him, she was shocked when he roughly turned her toward the booth, bending her over the table. He quickly raised her skirt and pulled down her panties.

“In a hurry?” she teased, though her heart was beating loud enough to drum out any response he may have made.

His fingers dipped inside her wet pussy, pulling out the two balls, one at a time.

She looked over her shoulder and watched him place them in the pocket of his denim jacket before removing it and draping it over the chair of the table behind them. He turned back to face her and opened his pants.

“Have you ever fantasized about being taken by two men at the same time?” he asked.

Red-hot heat flew to her cheeks at his unexpected question.

Holy hell, yeah. Yeah, she had.

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“I’ll take that lovely blush as a yes,” he said, bending over her, caging her beneath his body. The table was hard, uncomfortable against her chest, but she didn’t give a damn. The release she’d waited days for was only minutes away from her grasp.

“I-I’ve thought of it,” she whispered when he held still over her. She wondered at his silence after her response.

He shook his head and exhaled a long sigh that warmed her cheek. “Tough,” he said. “This is as close as you’re going to get to that fantasy. I’ll never let another man touch you. I can’t.” His last two words seemed to be pulled from the depths of his soul and she closed her eyes against the beauty of the feeling that confession stirred inside her.

He rose slowly but she kept her eyes closed, listening as he opened a condom before returning to the opening of her body.

He nudged the head of his cock inside and her eyes flew open at the extreme tightness.

“The plug,” she gasped. Surely he didn’t mean to take her while the plug was still inside. Suddenly the meaning of his question became clear. “Too much. Too big.” He continued to push inside, stopping often while she attempted to adjust, attempted to catch her breath. For several pleasurably painful minutes, he continued his slow, magnificent glide. Once he was fully seated, he bent forward once more. Every part of her felt filled, consumed, possessed by this wonderful man.

“I promised to give you anything you wanted. You obviously wanted both of your pretty holes filled.”

She struggled to understand the tone of his voice. Was he angry, hurt by her fantasy? Surely he knew she only wanted him, only wanted to
be
with him.

“I only want you,” she said softly.

Her confession seemed to break the dam of dark, troubling thoughts within him.

“Then that’s what you’ll have.”

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He stood once more and his cock retreated as he moved away, only to thrust back in fast and hard. She started to scream and he leaned forward and placed his hand over her mouth to block the sound.

He chuckled as he reached above her head for something. A cloth napkin appeared in front of her face. “Open your mouth, beauty. I never thought I’d see the day where I wanted to diminish those lovely screams of yours, but it could be rather awkward if your family came to investigate and found us like this.” She opened her mouth, accepting the gag. The image of her father finding her bent over a table with a butt plug in her ass and Will’s cock buried in her pussy was all the convincing she needed to try to hold back her cries.

Over and over he drove into her, holding back nothing. His pelvis rammed the plug in her ass with each return and she felt as if she were being doubly fucked, doubly loved by the amazing man. She came twice, her body trembling violently on the table, the gag in her mouth drenched with saliva and no doubt marred by her teeth marks as she fought, to no avail, to stifle the moans and screams he provoked with each deep thrust.