Neil, Louisa - Pyxis Island Triangle (Siren Publishing Ménage And More) (15 page)

“Change your thoughts or you’ll come, Wyatt, and I’m enjoying dominating you tonight. Tell me what else you remember.”

“I remember I was sore for days, but I relished the burn. I remember that it hurt to walk the next day, from the root and the paddling. I was afraid someone in the lab would notice and ask me what was wrong.”

“What excuse did you have ready?” Lila shifted her hips, moving the dildo but not moving away. All she had to do was switch her hips, and he would feel the toy in a different spot.

“I was going to say I’d hurt my ankle.” Wyatt groaned when Lila pinched his nipple, twisting the bud, sending the thrill of the pain from his chest to his brain and directly to his cock.

“What else are you remembering?”

“All of them, any of them. It’s the way you look when you’re in complete control.” He breathed in deeply, accepting the length of the toy. “Beautiful and serene yet with complete confidence.”

“Thank you, Wyatt, that’s a lovely compliment.”

“It’s the truth. I know better than to lie to you, especially when I’m in such a vulnerable position.”

“You can leave any time you’d like.”

“I never want to leave, never want any of this to stop or change.” He closed his eyes at the thought of leaving her for any reason.

“Your cock is drooling, you’re going to come soon.” Using her body weight, she continued to push the cock in his body and pull it out. “You said you wanted to see me fuck you, so open your eyes and watch me, Wyatt.”

“Yes” was all he managed, staring at her, watching her tits bounce each time she pushed in him. “God, you’re amazing. You don’t know how good that feels.”

“I do in my own way,” she answered, reminding him of their earlier lovemaking when he fucked her ass thoroughly. “I know how every nerve comes alive, how every time your cock penetrates me I get wetter and hotter.” Lila paused as if in deep thought. “Too bad you’ll never know how it feels when you fuck my pussy. It’s similar, yet not. That’s my advantage of being born a woman.”

“And that you have amazing breasts.”

Lila smiled down at him. “Especially lucky that they’re big enough so I can suck them myself.”

“I love watching you do that. It makes me jealous that you’re sucking and biting them instead of me.”

“If I’m sucking my own breasts, it means you’re pleasing me in a different way.”

He licked his lips. “Can I suck your tits?”

“Not now, but you can lick your cum off them.” Lila leaned forward and kissed his lips, using her tongue in rhythm with her toy cock. “Come for me, Wyatt, I want you to lick your cum from my nipples.”

She thrust inside him one more time, and he sprayed his cum on her belly and chest. Lila paused for several seconds, kissing him before she leaned upward. Wyatt grabbed her breasts and started sucking them, using his fingers to wipe his cum from her belly onto her nipples so he could lick them clean. He felt her body start to waver above him and released his grip. He used his hands to steady her as she rose above, pausing to stroke him a few last times before taking a step backward and letting the toy slip from his body.

“God, you are amazing,” he told her, totally exhausted.

“So are you, my dear.” She leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Next time we’ll continue this in the playroom where I can properly chastise you.”

“Yes” was all he managed. She lay down beside him, her fake cock still in place standing proud as a reminder of what he asked her to do.

“Next time, I’ll strap you to the table and paddle your ass until I like the color red.”

“Yes, please.”

“Think on that for a while, Wyatt.” She hesitated and added, “You must be because you’ve come three times tonight and just the thought is making your cock stir.”

“It has a mind of its own,” he tried to tease. “I’m too exhausted to get hard again.”

“How about a sip of wine instead?”

He felt her weight move on the bed beside him and opened his eyes when she ran her finger along his cheek, offering him the wine glass. He forced himself to sit up and take it from her, sipping the liquid. “Thank you, for everything tonight.”

“You’re welcome. I’m sure I’ll ask you to reciprocate.”

“I’d be pleased to as soon as I recover.” Wyatt cleared his throat before speaking. “Lila, this part of us, I’d prefer to keep separate from Ben.”

She rolled on her side and propped her head on her hand, watching him. “Which parts?”

“You know very well which part.” He sounded exasperated. “But you want me to say the words. Fine.” He drew a breath. “For now, I’d prefer you only use the ginger root on me when we’re alone.”

“What about the paddling and spanking?” She ran her finger along his chest, stopping to rub his nipple.

“They’re all right, I suppose, to a degree. I guess I’d like to keep one thing we do together private. Like tonight, I’m not sure I could have asked you to do me with the strap-on in front of Ben and enjoyed the memories of our other times.”

“But you let him fuck your ass. Is it the paddling that embarrasses you?”

“Yes, I suppose I figure he’ll lose some respect for me if he witnesses my weakness asking you to spank me.”

“Then we’ll only spank him,” she said, laughing, rolling onto her back. “Until you tell me you’re ready for more.”

“I guess if Ben lets you spank him in front of me, it would make it easier to bear.”

“How about if I lie you side by side and paddle both your butts at the same time. Then you’ll both be getting the same treatment.” She rolled back onto her side, watching him. “I’ll wait until you decide you’re comfortable with my paddling you in front of Ben. But in private, I can still punish you, can’t I?”

“Absolutely, I don’t want that to end. I just want to be a bit more comfortable with Ben before you chastise me in front of him.”

“You’ll let me know when that happens. Until then, our private times will leave you sore and aching.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

“This is supposed to be fun for both of us. I don’t want you angst-ridden, worrying about what I might do.” She dropped a kiss on his cheek. “Are we okay now, anything else you’d rather not do in front of Ben?”

“Just the punishment phase unless it’s him and I being spanked together.”

“I see you and Ben resting your weight on your elbows on the exam table naked from the waist down. I picture butt plugs in both your asses and my spanking each of you in turn. How would that be?”

“That I could handle. It’s just begging for you to fuck me with the dildo in the missionary position that seems so embarrassing.”

“No worries, Wyatt. I won’t cross that line unless you approve it.”

He watched as she walked to her bathroom, the toy bobbing at her crotch with each step. Finally, he managed to stand up and grab his cock, giving it a few quick pulls before deciding he was truly finished for the evening. He met her as she was leaving her bath and saw the panty and cock both soaking in her sink. He used the second sink to wash his face, chest, and crotch. When he left her bathroom, she was standing before a full-length mirror, wearing a slip of white satin, brushing her hair. He wandered around the room, gathering his clothing from where it had fallen earlier when they were so intent to fuck the first time. Finally dressed, he paused to watch her.

“As always, my dear, you exceed my expectations. Thank you for tonight.”

“You’ll pay me back,” she told him and accepted his kiss. “Sleep well.”

“How could I not. Anything you need before I leave?”

“Get some sleep and I’ll see you in the morning.”

Wyatt let himself out of her apartment and walked the length of the hallway to his own apartment. If there was anything that would have made his night better, it would have been staying beside her to sleep. But, he reminded himself, he knew from the start it was her one rule she never broke. He considered himself lucky in many ways and knew he wore a smirk on his lips, remembering their evening. Reliving how she used her fake cock to fuck him like a man would. Only he always found that position more intense with Lila. It gave her complete control over him and his body. Maybe that was why he asked her to refrain from using it in front of Ben. For now, he still wanted Ben to consider him the alpha male.

He didn’t bother to turn on the lights, just hit the remote to the television and dropped onto the sofa. It didn’t matter what was on the screen. It was the bit of light and noise he needed to fall asleep.

Chapter Ten

Lila paused before the door to the document room while she went through the security procedure. When the door finally swung inward, she took the covered tray from Vernon. With a nod of thanks, she entered and waited until Vern shut the door behind her. The main overhead lights in the room were off, but she could see the lights near the desk in the back of the office were on. Approaching slowly, she found Ben hunched over his computer, paper files open on both sides of the desk. He was so intent on his work, he hadn’t heard her come in, still hadn’t noticed her presence. She took a few moments to view him, smiling as she thought about their last encounter together. Finally, with the tray becoming heavy, she cleared her throat and noted how Ben jolted at the noise.

“Damn, Lila, my heart just about jumped out of my chest.”

“That’s the first sign you’re working too hard.” She smiled and nodded to the tray she still held. Ben stood quickly, almost upturning the chair behind him, catching it just before it hit the ground. She held back a laugh as he cleared files from one side, noting he was still careful with the pages. He took it from her hands and laid it on the surface, turning the chair for her to sit. She watched patiently while he went back to the files and closed the covers. When he was done, he finally drew a deep breath before turning to face her.

“I’m sorry I missed dinner tonight. The time just got away from me.”

“We’ll let you off the hook just this one time. What has you so fascinated?” She took the cloth covering the tray and stood upright the bottles of water that had been laid down, as well as the wine bottle and glasses. Ben had walked toward the other desk area and returned with a second chair. He moved it beside her and sat heavily, running his fingers through his hair. She filled the glasses halfway with the wine and offered him one. He took it with a smile.

“Thanks.” He waited while she took her seat. “I keep getting sidetracked with the history of this place.”
 
He started to ramble facts about the island that she knew all too well. Lila sipped from her glass to cover her smile. “But you know all this,” he finally realized.

She watched as his cheeks heated with embarrassment. “Am I making you nervous?”

Ben put his glass on the desk and turned to her. “Truthfully, yes. Sometimes I feel like a schoolkid when I’m with you, tongue-tied and scattered with sweaty palms.”

“Have I ever asked you to do anything you weren’t comfortable with?”

“No, it’s just a reflex reaction.” He seemed to relax before her, and she sat back, sipping the wine. “How could I not be nervous around you? Look at all you’ve accomplished here. The more I read the more I realize just how much work you’ve accomplished in such a short time.”

Lila felt her own cheeks heat a bit at his compliment and decided it was from the wine. She lifted the metal cover keeping his meal warm. “Supper was too good to miss,” she said, placing the plate before him, then handing him a cloth napkin and silverware encased with a silver ring. “Eat before it gets cold. Cook would be annoyed.”

“It smells wonderful. I was looking forward to this meal.”

“Because you forgot to eat lunch,” she said, her roundabout way of letting him know she knew how much time he was spending in this archive. He looked up at her, his fork halfway to his mouth and paused. “I trust you, Ben. Don’t be afraid to learn more about my island. You flatter me by it. But...” She hesitated and smiled at him. “Just don’t ever get visions of grandeur about turning this place into some kind of museum. My documents won’t ever leave this island, and I’ll never consent to opening any of the facilities to the public for any reason.” Then she leaned forward and ate the chunk of steak from his fork.