Green Broke Woman (27 page)

Her back arched, and her breathing came out
hoarse and defeated when he shut the vibe off.

“Would you say the ache in your pussy is
better or worse now?”

God, what a man.
“
It's
worse, Sir, a
lot worse.”

“Do you think a mouth on your muffin would
help?”

Kayla weighed her options carefully. His
touching and teasing were burning her alive. She longed for his mouth, but what
if those flashbacks showed up when he ate her out? She wasn't having any at the
moment, but cunnilingus would likely change that.

“It would, but I don't want to remember.”

“Good. I don't want you to remember either. I
want you to always know who's going down on you and who you're coming for.
Until then...”

She squirmed and cried out when he turned the
vibrator back on higher than before. “Oh God, you're going to kill me.”

He smiled, running a hand up her inner thigh
as he eyed her leg with appreciation. His lips seasoned delicate kisses all
over the insides of her thighs, drawing ever nearer to her throbbing sex
without making contact with the pulsing flesh. Feeling his soft lips all over
her skin and seeing his eyes close as he loved on her body tugged at her heart
and sex drive until the past didn't matter anymore. Flashbacks or not, he was
worth the risk, just as he'd deemed her worth risking his life for when her
test results had been uncertain. She wanted him, loved him. It was all that
mattered.

“Please kiss my pussy,” she pleaded softly.

He lifted his head, eyes filled with raw
hunger and overwhelming tenderness. “What was that?”

She had a feeling he'd heard her the first
time, but for some reason he wanted her to repeat herself. “Please kiss my
pussy.”

“You want my mouth on you?”

“So much.
I want you to lick me until I come.”

“I'm a Dom,
darlin
'.
How should you ask?”

The delay drove her crazy, and the ache in
her cunt was intolerable. “Please let me come, Sir. I want you so bad. I want
to feel your mouth on me down there. Please.”

“Good girl,” he breathed against her smooth
mons
.

His praise and smoldering exhale rendered her
feverish and desperate. She cried out when his wet tongue laved her naked pussy,
basking her in damp, carnal heat. He nibbled her sex lips and chewed lightly on
her labia, making her
twist
and wriggle on the table.

“Watch me while you come, Kayla. Know who's
doing this to you. Say my name if it helps.”

She thrashed and whimpered when his tongue
swirled around her throbbing clit, bringing her higher and higher. She bit back
a pleasured scream when he slurped on her bud and grazed the spot with his
teeth. He licked and bathed her swollen clitoris until her body bowed and she
came hard, crying out in agonizing rapture over the intensity of everything.

She focused on his head and face moving fast
against her as he tongued her to climax and guided her through it with his loving
mouth. The release was phenomenal and surprisingly freeing.

“Travis,” she choked out, going limp when the
pleasure passed. “Oh no, I'm too sensitive.”

He licked and suckled her again until she
came all over his mouth, once more holding the toys inserted in her with a
death grip that made her scream. Her cunt gushed with fluid, and she heard it
spill onto the floor as she came hard, gasping for air.

“Come for me again, Kayla,” he whispered,
planting a kiss on her labia.

“I won't,” she teased.

Travis turned the toy up before he went down
on her.

“Oh no, it's too good! Travis!”

Her body bucked and flailed against the
table, and her holes squeezed the filling toys again. Kayla screamed as the
electric fire burned through her, and her pussy flooded with liquid arousal.
She went languid, panting hard and shuddering with relief when he shut the toy
off.

She wept, becoming aware of the fact when he
knelt by her side and wiped away her tearstains with his fingers.

“Don't cry,
darlin
'.
You've got no need to feel guilty.”

“I don't anymore.” She sat up when he freed
her limbs. “I think you might have healed me toward oral sex. As long as I can
see you and hear your voice, I think I'll be fine after this.”

He gave her a loving smile and brushed a wisp
of hair back from her face. “I'm glad to hear it.”

“Travis.”

“Yeah?”

“Can you ... I want you to be the first to ...
you can take me ... back there.”

His eyes opened with interest. “You want me
to take you up the ass?”

“I want you to try.”

“
Darlin
', if I
stick my cock up your ass, there won't be any trying about it. I'll get you
good.”

She smiled, caressing his jaw. “I'm sure you
will. Please?”

“I'd love to, but I'm thicker than my
brothers.”

“I don't care. I know you'll prepare me for
it. I want you to be the first Langley to take me back there.”

He offered her a fond smile and kissed her
forehead. “I'd love to. That means a lot, cricket. Thank you.”

He pulled the anal plug out of her and then speared
cool, lube-coated fingers into her asshole. The easy slide of his broad fingers
in her slick passage felt relaxing as he caressed her anal walls with sensuous
strokes.

He unfettered her legs and helped them out of
the stirrups, pulling her gently to her feet.

“Put this on me,
darlin
'.”

She smiled, tearing open the foil and unrolled
the condom. The tantalizing scent of green apples floated through the air. “
Mmm
, that smells good. How does it taste?”

“Probably like artificially flavored
chemicals.”

She prepared his erection for battle and
flicked her tongue against the rubber.

“Well?”

“It's ... interesting, like a Jolly Rancher
gone horribly wrong.”

He laughed. “I think these ones are more
about the smell than the flavor, though supposedly there are some good flavored
ones.”

A sudden siege of anticipation and
powerlessness enveloped her when he turned her so her back was to him. He
carefully positioned her so she was bent over the examination table. Only the
mirror on the wall told her who the man was standing behind her, ready to
impale her on his hard cock.

His hand on her shoulder blades kindled
desire and security.

“Spread your cheeks for me, Kayla.”

She blushed and divided her buttocks for him.

“Do you trust me?” he asked in a heated
murmur.

She laid her face on the table, allowing her
muscles to melt in sweet surrender. “Yes, Sir, I trust you.”

****

Travis absorbed the intoxicating beauty of
the soft, warm woman beneath him. Her feminine curves and down-soft skin
enchanted him. Her quivering asshole set his loins on fire. He'd fantasized
about this for so long. He poised his cockhead to her anus and slowly pushed
forward, moaning at the tight heat swallowing him whole.

“Oh God, it's so big! I think you're giving
me a new butt hole. Travis, I don't want a new butt hole!”

He chuckled and massaged her shoulders. “Calm
down, girl. I'm just stretching you. I've got no intention of ripping you a new
one.
You all right?”

“Yeah.”

“Just take a deep breath and calm down. I
won't advance until you're ready.”

“It burns.”

“I know,
darlin
'.
It'll be better once I make it in all the way.”

Once she eased up and became putty in his
hands, he inched his cock forward, grunting at the fiery grip on his length.
They'd lubed and stretched her with anal plugs of various sizes and she was
still so damned tight. Lucky for him, but he didn't want to hurt her.

“Damn, maybe we should start you off with one
of my brothers first. I think I'm too wide to get in right now.”

“Don't flatter
yourself
,”
she teased in an edgy voice that shook like her trembling knees. “There's
plenty of room back here for you. I want you to be the first of them back
there.”

That was all he needed to hear. He tunneled
and prodded her protesting anal ring until the stubborn muscles acquiesced and
let him pass. The pop made her cry out and him moan at the sudden ease as his
dick slid into position in her snug ass. She'd let go of her bottom once he was
in all the way, and the cheeks sandwiched his protected penis. Their
pillowy
softness felt divine against his groin.

Kayla mewed in pain and then groaned her
submission as he began a slow, gentle fuck inside her ass. “I feel so full.”

He groaned. “You
feel so tight, Kayla. I've never felt anything so hot and amazing in my life.”

“Aw, you like me
best.”

Her sweet smile
reflected in the mirror touched his heart. “Of course I like you best, girl.
That's what I've been trying to tell you.”

He accelerated,
watching her body for signs of pain. A few tiny cries were the only indication.
That aside, she seemed to revel in the dirty act of taking a man's cock up her
ass.

Travis's body
temperature rose, and his penis swelled in her snug rectum. Every thrust moved
the foreskin and electrified the nerves in his erection until he thought the
pleasure would kill him. He reached for the remote and flipped the vibe in her
pussy back on.

“Oh, I'm going to
die!” she wailed, smashing her body harder against the table.

The buzzing
drifted through the thin membrane separating both her nether holes, humming all
over his thrusting dick. The low palpitations tickled his shaft, so he turned
up the speed. She moaned and clutched his cock with her ass momentarily. The
pressure of the squeeze combined with the powerful vibrations of the toy,
causing his balls to draw up.

She lost herself
in a surprised gasp when he fondled her clit. “Can I come, Sir?”

“Yes,
darlin
', you can come. Squeeze me real hard when you do. I
want you to hug the toy real tight and squirt everywhere.”

Kayla whimpered,
growing stiff beneath him as she rubbed against the table provocatively. She
came suddenly, and her ass locked onto his cock with alarming force. He clapped
a hand over mouth when she screamed. He was all for loud noises during sex, but
he didn't want poor Jason and Armand to wake up.

Her submissive
moan electrified him. The sound of her spurting her release all over the floor
excited him. Her manic spasms milked his erection until he emptied his semen
into the condom. Someday he'd fill her ass with his seed. The orgasm was the
best of his life.

Travis couldn't
hold back any longer. He had to know. He caught his breath and fondled her
quivering body for a while before withdrawing and tossing the soiled condom
into the wastebasket.

“Kayla, there's
something I need to tell you. Something you need to know about me and I need to
know about you.”

She turned to face
him, sitting on the edge of the table with her feet dangling off. “What is it?”

“We—Jake, Keith,
and I—we all want you.”

She got a cute
grin and swung her feet in a giddy little dance. “I want you guys, too.”

“But we want a
submissive.”

She looked hurt.
“You want to have a sub on the side?”

Her words startled
him. “What? No. We want
you
to be our
submissive.”

She licked her
lips, seeming relieved, excited, and a little uncertain. “When you say
submissive, do you mean a sub or a slave?”

He shrugged.
“Honestly, I'm open to either. I just want you. We've only ever had subs, but
if you're open to a power exchange, we could explore that with you.”

She looked torn.
“I don't really know what I want. Is that weird?”

“Not weird, just
honest.”

“I mean I know I
want you guys and BDSM. I just don't know if I want to be a sub or a slave.”

“We can start you
out as a sub and see where we go from there.”

He pulled the blue
leather collar from his sweatshirt pocket. The silver O-ring on the front and
the tiny studs added a naughty quality to the choker that made him hard just
imagining the collar on her.

“We bought this
for you recently, but we'll take it back if you don't want to do this. This is
your Collar of Consideration, Kayla. Do you know what that means?”

She nodded, hazel
eyes lighting up with enthusiasm when she laid eyes on the collar. “Yeah, it's
the stage where you spend time together, learning more about each other, the
lifestyle, and your expectations and concerns without the training part of it.”