Make Me Yours (25 page)

And now she knew. She wanted Marc and all he had to offer. But, other than protecting her from some unforeseen stalker and enjoying sex with her, she had no idea how he felt about her.

“You’re awfully quiet,” Marc said as they approached the lodge, his hand wrapped tightly around hers. He wondered if he had pushed too hard again, if she was contemplating running and what he would do if she did.

Cassie smiled up at him trying to ease the worry on his face. He didn’t trust her, and maybe he had good reason not to. After that last disastrous night together in the Omaha club, she was surprised he had greeted her as openly as he had and that he was willing to protect her. She often regretted cutting off their communication after two years. She had missed hearing from him even though they hadn’t seen each other again since he had returned to Colorado after that last regrettable night.

“I’m tired and have a feeling I’m going to be sore tomorrow. All that hiking and outdoor activity has my body aching already.”

“I forgot you’re not accustomed to such long hikes. Why don’t you go soak in the hot tub around back. I’ll join you after I help Jack get dinner started.”

“You have a hot tub? That sounds wonderful,” she all but moaned. Cassie shove past regrets aside, kissed him quickly and made her way around the lodge to the back, anxious to feel the warm, jet pulsing water against her sore muscles.

Chapter Fourteen

Cassie came to an abrupt halt when she spotted Morgan lounging naked in the hot tub. When she looked over and saw her, Cassie was relieved at her smile of welcome. “I don’t want to disturb you, but that looks too enticing to pass up.”

“Drop your clothes and get in,” Morgan replied. “I always need a good soak after a hike with Jack.” Her eyes twinkled knowingly. “Did you enjoy your outing?”

Cassie really did try not to blush, but knew she failed when Morgan laughed. “I think I could really get used to outdoor sex,” she admitted. It took her only moments to shed her clothes and step gingerly into the heated, swirling water. “Aah, this feels wonderful,” she sighed as she submerged herself up to her shoulders and leaned her head back against the cushioned edge.

“Yeah, me too. The winters here are long, but, trust me, those two can find inventive ways to keep you warm outdoors.” Morgan relayed the details of her first outdoor spanking in the frigid temperatures and how Jack had cooled her burning ass with snow.

“Oh, ow, that doesn’t sound pleasant.”

“You wouldn’t think, would you? I admit it didn’t do much to cool my ardor.”

Cassie closed her eyes and allowed her mind to float along with her body, but she couldn’t stop from wondering just how much Marc was involved with Jack and Morgan. Opening her eyes, she glanced over at Morgan and had to swallow her jealousy. Morgan was very attractive with a full figure that any guy would love. Even though she was only an inch or two taller than she was, Cassie felt like a short stick next to the other woman.

Morgan glanced at Cassie, then smiled softly. “Relax. Marc doesn’t want me, not the way he wants you.”

“How do you know what I’m thinking?” Cassie was irritated she was so transparent. If Morgan could see how badly she wanted Marc, could he?

“It’s written all over your face especially when you’re looking at him. Look, I won’t lie and you saw me with Marc last week so you know some of what goes on. But, the truth is, the only thing I’d ever done with him was give him a blowjob until my birthday, and from the possessive way Jack acted the rest of the night, I’m guessing I’m not going to get a threesome again for a long, long time.”

“But he’s spanked you?” Cassie asked, irrationally relieved that the three of them didn’t indulge in sex together that often.

“Oh, sure, several times.” She frowned as she added darkly, “There was even one time Jack gave him permission to use his belt on me. I didn’t sit down for two days!”

Cassie laughed at her feigned look of outrage. “What’d you do?”

Morgan smiled mischievously. “I got caught spying on two of our more inventive guests in the woods.”

“What’s wrong with watching? There were plenty of people watching you on your birthday.”

“I wasn’t just watching. I got so turned on I decided to do something about it, and Jack has this ridiculous, strict rule that I can’t masturbate without his permission and giving him a chance to watch. It really gets him going when I get myself off.” Morgan rolled her eyes but was smiling.

“That seems unfair.” Cassie had masturbated a lot in the past years, and always to memories of her few nights with Marc. “I wonder how Marc feels about it. I don’t think I’d like it if he insisted I get his permission to touch myself. I mean, when the mood strikes, who wants to go and seek permission?”

“Oh, I agree wholeheartedly. So, want to see what Marc would do?” Morgan asked.

“You mean now?” Cassie looked around to see if he was lurking somewhere, but didn’t see him or anyone else around.

“Don’t look up, but both Marc and Jack have been watching us from upstairs. They have a good view from the windows in the great room. What do you say we give them a show?”

The thought of masturbating and knowing both men were watching actually excited her, and picturing Marc stroking Morgan with his belt only added to her excitement. “Obviously, Marc’s belt wasn’t much of a deterrent for you.”

Morgan returned Cassie’s knowing grin. “Not much, no.”

“Well,” Cassie said as she raised her hands to her breasts and cupped them. “I am feeling relaxed,” she pulled her nipples, “and warm,” she kneaded the soft mounds.

“Mmm, me too,” Morgan agreed and copied her by cupping her own breasts and pinching her nipples. “A nice, long orgasm would go nicely right about now.”

“Son of a bitch,” Marc muttered as he looked down at Cassie cupping her breasts. They couldn’t hear what the women were saying, but their actions were speaking loud and clear. He turned accusing eyes on Jack as if it was his fault the two were egging them on. “Morgan has a short memory.”

“Maybe it was Cassie’s idea,” Jack replied knowing full well it wasn’t. His little minx was up to her pranks again. “Okay,” he conceded when Marc just raised an eyebrow in silence. “We may as well enjoy their little game before we go down there and remind them who’s boss.”

“Good idea.” Looking down again, Marc’s mouth watered at the sight of Cassie leaning her head back, her eyes closed, her teeth nibbling on her lower lip as she tortured her nipples into tight red peaks. His cock stiffened and he knew he was going to have trouble lowering his zipper if he didn’t get himself under control, but when she slowly inched her right hand down her waist, under the water to cup her pussy, he gave up on any hope of getting himself under control.

Luckily for them, the girls had slid away from the jets and they could see clearly where their hands had traveled. With her legs spread widely, Cassie slid two fingers into her pussy and arched into the caress. The sight of her hips lifting against her marauding hand was almost more than he could take, but when Cassie smiled over at Morgan and said something and then Morgan returned her smile before they both moved back towards the jets, he knew he had better get his cock safely out now while he could.

As Cassie and Morgan both spread their legs in front of the jets both men cursed and released their cocks into their hands.

“I’m going to throttle her,” Jack said as he watched his fiancé coming apart under the powerful jets against her pussy.

“I don’t think Cassie knows how much more my hand is going to hurt against her wet ass.” Marc broke out into a light sweat when Cassie spread the lips of her pussy, threw her head back and came with a loud wail. His hand gripping his cock tightly, he turned towards the back stairs that led to the hot tub and garden area, Jack following close behind him.

Cassie shuddered as the last tremors from her climax settled down. She had never come that hard from masturbating before and she could only attribute its intensity to having an audience. Floating lazily away from the jet, she turned back around in time to catch Morgan’s, "Oh, shit.”

Striding towards them, hard cocks in tight fists, Marc and Jack looked pissed.

“Hi, Master,” Morgan greeted Jack with her eyes on his dick, her breath still short from her explosive orgasm.

“Why are you out of breath, Princess?” Jack asked silkily. “I don’t recall giving you permission to touch yourself let alone to come.”

“If you get naked and join me, I’ll show you how sorry I am,” she said, her look showing clearly that she wasn’t sorry in the least.

Marc had already stripped and stepped down into the hot tub and stood in front of a red faced little sub. “Take care of your sub, Jack. I’ll deal with mine.”

“You never said I couldn’t masturbate, Master,” Cassie said as he stood thigh deep in the water, his cock an enticing lure for her mouth.

“But I’m sure Morgan told you the rules.” Grabbing her hair behind her head, he urged her forward as he pushed his cock into her eager mouth. “How good you suck me off will determine how hard I spank you when you’re done.”

Cassie took him into her mouth happily, the mention of another spanking on the tender skin where he had flogged her earlier had her buttocks clenching in both dread and anticipation. How the two combined could have her nipples pebbling and her pussy clenching in anticipation was beyond her. Wrapping her arms around Marc’s hips, she fondled his firm ass as she urged him closer, his cock deeper as she sucked him hard, her tongue worshipping his rigid hardness.

Marc’s hand held her hair tightly, controlling her movements and adding to her excitement. Using her tongue and lips, she explored his plum shaped head, dipped her tongue into his seeping slit and caressed the underside with soft strokes. His low groans and the tightening of his hand on her head and his buttocks under her hands told her she was doing it right. Recalling a trick Master Greg taught her, she ran a finger down his crack, lightly over his anus and down to the sensitive spot between his ass and his balls. When he cursed and spread his legs, she knew she was in the right area. Her other hand reluctantly left his ass and cupped his balls. With her hands busy between his legs and her mouth working his cock, she knew he would be filling her mouth and throat with his come any minute. Peeking sideways at Morgan and Jack, she saw she had him close also and it excited her to know they would be ejaculating almost simultaneously.

Marc closed his eyes as he rocked into her mouth, the feel of her hands on his balls, his perineum and his anus driving him crazy. When he got his sanity back he’d have to ask her where she learned that pleasure spot. Then again, looking down into her pleasure filled blue eyes, her cheeks bulging with his cock, maybe he didn’t want to know.

“Get ready, darlin’,” was all the warning he gave her when his climax erupted in a tidal wave of sensation. Groaning, he managed to keep a tight hold of his cock at the base so he didn’t choke her, but the sight of her mouth and throat working to bring him such pleasure while swallowing every drop of his come was almost his undoing.

Jack shouted his release as Marc slowed his thrusts. Cassie continued to suckle him, cleaning every inch of his cock and drawing out every drop of come. When he leaned down and kissed her, she knew he could taste himself on her tongue. His hands held her face up and Cassie gripped his wrists, holding him tightly.

“Very good, Cassie,” he said against her swollen lips. “Now, kneel up on the seat and bend over the back of the tub.”

Her heart tripping with excitement, she replied,” Yes, sir,” without qualm. Leaning her elbows on the padded back of the tub, Cassie lowered her head waiting for the first blow to land. Why did she crave this so badly, she thought? She had gone years without feeling a man’s hand striking her ass, without the pain and humiliation adding to her pleasure. And now, after just a few short days under Marc’s rule, she couldn’t imagine going back to doing without this pain/pleasure again.

She cried out with the first swat, Morgan joining her as Jack landed an equally hard smack on her ass. She quickly discovered that a hard hand against wet buttocks hurt worse than when dry. Another swat landed on her other cheek, pain blossomed and then pleasure morphed from it. The air echoed with the sounds of slapping flesh and soft cries and for some reason, Cassie found those sounds erotic.

Looking over at Morgan, she grunted with the next smack then growled at her new friend, “You didn’t warn me that it hurts more when wet.”

“Oops, sorry,” Morgan quipped right before crying out over a particularly hard smack.

“Quiet, both of you,” Jack snapped.

Marc grinned when Cassie shuddered then laid her head down to stoically accept her beating. Damn, but he loved that pose of acceptance. Bent over, her ass was prominently displayed, nicely rounded and now a very pretty deep red. Smacking her again right in the middle of those plump cheeks, he felt his cock harden again. Her whimpers added to his pleasure, especially since he knew the wetness coating those pretty pussy lips wasn’t all from the water. Fisting his cock, he delivered several more hard blows before reaching over and grabbing a condom from his jeans pocket. Wasting no time covering himself, he grabbed her hips and thrust into her, burying himself balls deep with one deep stroke.

The air now echoed with the sounds of coupling, of flesh slapping flesh, of grunts and groans as the four of them approached climax. The evening air had cooled, but Cassie felt feverish as Marc’s cock reamed her over and over, her buttocks felt hot and swollen and her pussy full and stretched. When his fingers reached in front and pinched her clit, she buried her head again, muffling her scream. Ecstasy enveloped her as she thrust back against him while bearing down against his fingers as they milked her clit over and over.

Sobbing, she took everything he gave her and prayed there was something left of her when he was done, because she realized that she wanted to be more to him than just another submissive woman. She had returned to him to not only earn his trust again, but to try to gain his love.

“He’s driving me crazy!” Cassie complained to Michelle, her part time help, a few days later. “If he’s not dodging my every move between here and the lodge, then he has Scott or one of his guys stopping in here every hour. People are going to start wondering what’s going on if they don’t lighten up.”