Just One Touch (8 page)

Her
knees buckled as the thought sent her over the edge that she had
been striving so hard to get to. Those invisible hands and dick
suddenly vanished from her body, leaving nothing but the real thing
and not the illusions as Dex's breathy gasps quickened, the pumping
of his hips more desperate as her inner walls squeezed him while
she came.

Then he
came too, his hips jerking as his cock released inside her. For a
panicked second, she recalled they were using no protection, and
she hadn't even bothered to take a pregnancy strip before allowing
him inside her.

But
then, yeah, of course, it was easy to forget Dex couldn't get her
pregnant. It was easy to forget he was a stag period.

Dex's
hand shot out to steady himself on the wall beside the door, but
Melody felt his hot breath against her neck and back as he leaned
over top of her, his muscles still producing a gentle spasm as he
brought himself back under control.

He
reached down, untying her hands from the door and gently easing
himself out of her. It had been so long since Melody had been with
a man, and never had any of her experiences left her sex feeling so
swollen and well used. It was a good thing Dex was being gentle
with her now, otherwise the separation from him would have been too
painful.

Before
he could even pull together the strength to right herself and pick
up her clothes, Dex's arms came around and under her, lifting her
up bridal style. So shocking was this new position that she
squeezed him in surprise.

"What
are you doing?" she asked, though it became obvious as he
approached her bed, lifting aside her goose feather comforter and
easing her onto her sheets. He didn't tuck her in, but left her
exposed as he sat at the foot of the bed, his hands clasped
together, looking at her in a way she'd never seen him
do.

Except,
yes, she had seen that look on his face before. The night they were
caught kissing in her room, and she'd lied and said he'd come in
uninvited.

Was he
expecting her to do something terrible again? "What's the matter?"
she asked, her own insecurities making their way to the forefront
of her mind as she gently reached out her hand to touch his
arm.

He was
so stiff. He looked away from her and cleared his
throat.

"What
are your plans for me?"

"I
—
what do you
mean?"

He
sighed. "You know what I mean. I gave you what you wanted, you had
your fun, but I'm still a stag and you're a handler. My handler.
Will you sell me? Rent me out? I know I have no right to know these
things, or even ask, but I was still hoping you'd fill me
in."

Melody's
heart slammed into her throat, and she had trouble speaking. "I
won't sell you, Dex,"

He
nodded. "Rental then,"

"No!" She reached for him, flung herself at him, really, and
wrapped her arms around his body, holding him close.
"I
—
I don't want you
to be with anyone else but me. I'm sorry for what I did to you,
Dex. I'm really sorry," she spoke that last part on a sob, but
quickly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and pushed down
all the guilt and shame she felt over her actions so that she could
keep speaking. She had already apologized to him, and he had
dictated his terms for forgiveness, but she felt she needed to say
it again.

This
wasn't about her, it was about him, and what he had suffered
because of her.

"I
didn't know how hard things were for you, or what they would have
done to you after I lied. I did it because I didn't want to get in
trouble and I didn't know they would have hurt you."

His hand
touched her hair, caressing her, calming her. "I know,"

"I won't
sell you Dex. I won't rent you out either, I won't make you do
anything you don't want to do," she promised, losing all control
and flat you crying against him.

Like
before, he put his arms around her, only this time he held her
tightly to his bare chest, making soothing noises and rocking her
gently. Her smaller body was nearly swallowed up by the protective
embrace of his larger one.

Then he
kissed her hair and rested his cheek against the top of her head.
"I love you princess, always have. You could do whatever you want
and I would let you, if I was a stag or not."

She
looked up at him. "You love me?"

He
nodded, jaw clenched, almost looking angry with himself. For having
those feelings, or having admitted to them, she couldn't
say.

Melody
kissed him, easing the pressure he was creating on his molars. When
she tasted wet salt, she pulled away, only to realize it wasn't
just coming from her, but from both of them. It seemed her kiss was
answer enough to Dex's revelation. "Stay with me?" she
asked.

He gave
her a look.

"You
have the choice," Melody said quickly. "I'll let you decide. I'll
make you as free as I can, I won't make you do anything you don't
want to do. In here," she looked up and around, motioning with her
head to the whole bedroom. "You can tell me what to do. I'll be a
doe and you can be my client if you want. It could be just you and
me."

Dex
looked away from her, and she could practically see the gears
turning in his head. "I'm not human," he said.

"I
know."

"There
will be lots of things I can't give you."

She
nodded. "I know," she repeated.

When he
became silent again, she waited, holding her breath, for his
answer, and praying that his male pride wouldn't have him turn down
her offer rather than allowing her to care for him so that they
could spend these few, secret moments together as
equals.

Melody
had already apologized to him, and he had made her understand what
exactly it was that Dex and other stag and doe had to go through
when they were denied sex as punishment, or teased to the point
that it was nearly a torture.

She had
done that so he would forgive her, and she had no doubt in her mind
that he would now that she'd proven she really was sorry for how
she had treated him.

However,
right now, she was giving him something no one had ever thought to
give a stag before. She was giving him a choice. To stay with her,
or to take his chances and be sold to someone else. He said he
loved her, but Dex was smart. He would know that just because he
had feelings for Melody, and she for him, that it didn't mean he
had to try and be with her. A stag could never be free in real,
human terms, but Melody had offered him the best she
could.

She
waited, and waited, and waited some more. After her cheeks had
dried of tears, and she began to suspect with dread what his answer
might be, he finally responded.

"I never
did get a look at you in that sexy lingerie."

Melody
laughed through the pain in her chest. Her heart was so happy at
his words that it burst in there, but she didn't care. "You did
kind of ruin it," she said.

He
continued to stroke her neck and hair. "Did you purposely pick the
blue one for me?"

"Yes,"
she said on a contented sigh, then climbed into his lap, ready to
start their celebrations.

Chapter Five

"Okay,
cut that here," Melody pointed to the screen on Leah's desk, her
assistant's fingers moving like lightning to grab onto the scenes
from the video, either to enhance them, or cut them out for a more
dramatic effect.

It had
been a month since she had brought home the two males from the
convention, and currently the teasers, thirty second videos she
posted to her website, were doing wonders to help her bring in new
clients.

The
video on screen had been shot yesterday morning, and while it was
nothing too explicit, they weren't called teasers for nothing,
after all, watching both males on the set she'd created for them
kissing and removing each others clothes, eager to get to their
main event, was enough to cause warm moisture to flood into
Melody's panties.

"What do you think of this?" Leah asked, leaning back in her
chair and nodding toward the final product. The teaser faded to
black just as one of the males reached for the lube bottle, in
plain sight on the nightstand, the other watching his partner from
his elbows. The words,
you decide how it
ends
, along with the phone number for any
client looking for a rental appeared in white font over the black
background. Although Melody had not rented out either of the two
males, and decided she never would, just these videos were worth
their weight in gold.

"Good
work," Melody said, patting Leah on the shoulder. "We'll run that.
You can take the rest of the day off,"

Leah
looked at her like she'd just grown a second head. "It's only
noon," she said.

"I know,
but you've earned it. I'll see you tomorrow," Melody's casual tone
gave no indication that she was joking about her offer, and so Leah
quickly grabbed her jacket and purse and made it for the
door.

She was
young and ambitious, but still child enough to be easily tempted by
a day off of work.

Melody
quickly made her rounds, checking on the stag she kept, all of whom
were amusing themselves with their toys in their rooms, napping, or
doing other activities that required no supervision on her part.
She quickly made her way upstairs, finding Dex in the library,
sitting quietly, enjoying one of Melody's old print
titles.

Dex
liked reading, and he liked it better on older books that were
printed in real paper

Leah
knew Melody was keeping a stag for her own personal use, but for
her assistant to be around, risking that she might overhear the
casual way she and Dex conversed with each other in such a non
client-stag way, well, it was asking for too many awkward
questions, and maybe even a little trouble.

Dex
looked up at her as she entered the library, shutting the door
behind her. Then he smiled that wolfish smile. "Sent her home early
again?"

Like he
even needed to ask. "Uh-huh," Melody was already undoing the
buttons to her pink silk shirt. She'd wanted to save this as a
surprise for Dex for tonight, but after watching that teaser, she'd
quickly decided it couldn't wait.

It had
been kind of awkward wearing it under her suit anyway. Lesson
learned.

Dex
tilted his head, catching a glimpse of what she wanted him to see
as she unbuttoned her shirt. His smile became eager. What's
that?"

She
pulled the silk from her shoulders, revealing the blue teddy
beneath with the black laces at the back and stomach, with black
panties and a garter, but of course, he couldn't see that part
yet.

Melody
hooked her fingers onto the waist of her pants, and, as sensuously
as she could, wiggled out of them not bothering with the clasps and
zipper.

She'd
specially ordered this to properly fit her body, and look almost
identical to the one Dex had destroyed last month.

Dex's
hungry eyes became all the more intense as the full costume was
revealed to him. He wasn't wearing a shirt, nor any shoes or socks,
just a pair of standard joggers. A requirement during work days to
keep Leah, or visiting clients, from catching sight of him in full
dress and mistaking him for a human.

Safety
first, and all that.

Still,
Dex never complained, and it allowed Melody to watch as his
erection grew out from between his legs, tenting his pants, proof
of his want for her.

She knew
he would love it.

"For
your pleasure, Master," she said, falling into the character of a
doe, performing a little curtsy, bowing in such a way that he could
clearly see the swell of her breasts. It made Melody love the teddy
too. Wearing it gave her something of a nicer figure.

Dex put
his book aside, leaned back against the leather sofa, and crooked
his finger, beckoning her forth. "Come here,"

She
loved it when he told her what to do. His commanding voice brought
a shiver to her flesh. Before Dex, she never would have thought she
would like being ordered around, would react so wantonly to it, but
she did it splendidly.

She all
but bounced toward him, ready to climb on top of him, to have him
inside her, to ride him like she desperately needed.

He
grabbed her by her wrists, stopping her.

"What are you
—
ugh!" she cut herself off with a shaky moan, her hands
grasping at Dex's shoulders, to keep her balance, her fingernails
digging into his skin as his touch sent bolts of pleasure to her
clit. She swore she felt a warm tongue slipping between the folds
of her pussy, and she spread her legs, knowing there was nothing
really happening down there, but needing to do it
anyway.

"Feel
that?" Dex asked.

She
glared down at him, and he was still smiling up at her.

"That's
your preview of what's coming. I'm going to do that to you until
you beg me to fuck you,"