Neil, Louisa - Pyxis Island Triangle (Siren Publishing Ménage And More) (6 page)

“But a bit of jealousy is still rearing its head?”

“How could it not, at least until we get closer.”

“Do you think we should adjust the three-month waiting period?”

“That’s up to you, Lila. You know what works best, have all along. Don’t let my private angst change your timetable.”

“How about if I eased your angst?”

“I’d be interested,” he told her and rose from his seat. Taking the few steps to where she was reclining, he dropped before her. “May I?” he asked, his fingers reaching to the hem of her skirt.

“You may,” she said and shifted so he had full access to her lower half. Lila pulled her skirt up over her thighs revealing her clean-shaven pussy. It took only seconds for Wyatt to grab her by her thighs and pull her to his waiting lips. “Now that’s better,” she told him as she unbuttoned her blouse and popped the clip on her front-close bra. Her hands fondled them, tweaking her nipples until they were full and puffy. She dropped one hand on the back of Wyatt’s neck, gently pushing him harder against her skin. “You can do better, Wyatt, use your fingers.”

“First let me suck your tits?” His question asked for her permission, which she granted with a slight nod of her head. Leaving her crotch and kneeling up to reach her breasts, he sighed. “These are amazing,” he continued, palming them and pinching her nipples until his mouth captured first one then the other. Lila dropped her hand to her crotch and stroked her clit while he suckled her. She felt the first small orgasm run through her body, the shudder unmistakable. “You made me come, my dear.”

“With the help of your own fingers.” Wyatt leaned back on his heels and smiled.

“You have that look. What are you thinking inside that amazing brain of yours?” She still had two fingers buried in her pussy, sliding them in and out.

“Why not test him a bit. Let him fuck you and them come back to me with his cum dripping from you pussy.” He gave her a wide smile, one she recognized as a need for control. This was a request she would grant. Both would benefit, Wyatt by asserting his alpha male position and her by fucking Ben and probably Wyatt later. It was a win-win proposition for her.

“Where will you be when I’m done with our young apprentice?”

“In the lab. Go and have some fun, then come to me for…your penance.”

“My penance, that’s an interesting choice of words.” Lila slid her fingers from her pussy and wiped them along his lips, giving him time to lick them clean. “He’ll know I’ve been playing, I’m all wet.”

“Then let’s see how he reacts.” Wyatt stood and reached a hand to help her rise. He slid her shirt off her shoulders and then pushed her bra off, too. She allowed him to strip the clothing off her body and then replace her shirt sans bra. He didn’t button her shirt, rather took the two sides and tucked them in the waistband of her skirt, leaving her chest covered but bare in the center.

“You really want him to come in me, don’t you?” Lila used her fingers to push her hair from her face then pulled her skirt back down. “Do you want to watch from the lab? We had the cameras installed for just that reason.”

“Not tonight, but I’ll be waiting.” He kissed her fully on the lips and walked with her to the door. “I’ll be waiting,” he reinforced as he left her at the intersection of hallways. He headed toward his lab, and she toward the employee living quarters.

Chapter Four

Ben was surprised at the knock on his apartment door, mainly because it had never happened before. In the months he’d been working on the island, not a single soul had visited him after working hours. He glanced around quickly, saw that the place was mostly picked up except for the research he’d been working on, and drew a deep breath. Maybe it will be a work emergency, he thought as he headed to the door. There was no peephole, so he opened the door. There, standing in the doorway, was Lila, looking amazing.

“Am I interrupting something important?” she asked, licking her lips.

“No,” he said, his voice a high squeak. He cleared his throat and tried again. “No, just doing some research. Come in.” He opened the door wider and watched as she walked into his private living space. “Can I get you something to drink?” he offered, knowing he only had a few beers in the fridge.

“No, thanks, but you go ahead. I just wanted to stop by and see how you were settling in.” She wandered into the apartment, glancing around until she saw the stack of papers on the coffee table. “May I?” she asked, reaching down to take the top pages, pausing to glance at them.

“I’ve been doing some research on the old lighthouse.” He watched her glance at the pages in her hand and smile. He hoped it was of approval.

“You certainly have. Do you think my plans to rehab the old place are viable, or is it a fool’s errand of vanity?”

“I think you already know it’s possible. That’s why I was a candidate for this job. In your research, you must have found out my interest in saving old structures.”

“That was a point in your favor,” she conceded. “I can save you some legwork. All this information and much more has already been accrued. It’s all in the document storage room. I’ll make sure you have access to them.” She hesitated. “You’ll be allowed to study the originals there, but only copies are allowed out of the storage facility.”

“Of course you already have all this. I should have realized. The originals would be priceless. I’m trying to familiarize myself with the project so I’ll have a leg up when we start the renovation.” Ben was still a bit off-kilter that Lila was in his apartment. He hesitated and asked, “I know the fourth-order Fresnel lamp is in a museum, but I can’t find out what happened to the original sixth-order Fresnel. Of course to retrofit it back would be too costly. My research said it was automated in nineteen seventy-eight. But it would be amazing to have the original lens on display.”

“You’re well-informed.” She wandered around his apartment, glancing at the titles of the books. “I’ll look forward to warmer weather to see how the renovation progresses. In the meantime, how is the rest of your time here going? Anything we can do to make it more like home?”

“The apartment and job are both good, almost too good to be true. Sometimes I’m afraid it will turn out to be a dream.”

“No dream, Ben, but a lot of fun for people who trust each other, in all ways. The three of us are forming a bond that should never be crossed.”

“You, me, and Wyatt?”

“Of course. I like that you took the initiative to research the lighthouse. I wasn’t going to mention it until after the first of the year, but if you’d like, we can get started sooner.”

“I’d like—” he answered and felt his cheeks heat with embarrassment at his answer being too quick.

“Anything else you’d like, Ben?” Lila was sitting on his sofa, staring up at him. “I thought I might be able to relieve some of your tensions. Come here, Ben, closer where I can reach you.”

Ben moved on automatic pilot, his feet carrying him toward her outstretched hands. Her deft fingers worked open his pants. She pulled them along with his boxers down his hips until they puddled at his ankles. His cock sprang free, the erect pole bobbing just at mouth height. Ben stood, rooted to the spot as her hands encompassed him, stroking his length with such soft caresses. He glanced from her face to her hands fondling his cock, back and forth, wondering if he was supposed to make a move or just follow her lead. He decided to wait and see what she had in mind. Ben realized her shirt wasn’t buttoned right, rather just tucked in her skirt, giving him a wide view of her breasts and how they rose with each breath she took. His cock throbbed and she laughed lightly.

“I guess you like that, what else would you like?” She leaned forward, her hot breath reaching his skin, then a wisp of her tongue following quickly. He let her do it several more times before stifling back a groan. Lila encompassed his entire dick with her lips and sucked him into her mouth in one long, wet pull. When she retracted her lips, she let her teeth lightly slide over his skin. “So, does that feel good?”

“God, yes.”

“But you seem so preoccupied?” Her hands continued to stroke him while they talked.

“Lila, if we’re going to work together, I need to know what you have in mind. Am I allowed to touch you? The sight of your breasts just now is driving me crazy.” He was staring directly at her. “But you know that, of course, or you would have dressed differently. So what are the rules? Can I participate, or am I token cock you use when you’re in the mood?” Ben couldn’t believe he was interrupting this great blow job from this amazing woman, but he had to know the rules or at least what she was thinking.

Lila continued to fondle his cock with one hand and his sack with the other. “I thought you’d never ask. Yes, I am interested in you sexually, what woman wouldn’t be. But there will be no thoughts of a relationship when we’re in public. At no time will you act or suggest we’re involved to anybody. If you do, this will end.” She smiled. “I was hoping this was just the beginning, but if you’re uncomfortable, I have other outlets.” She dropped her hands and shifted to sit back on the sofa.

Ben felt his cock start to go soft. How could he not want her? “So that’s our deal, we fuck when one of us is in the mood but no public acknowledgement, ever, as per my contract. This falls into the all-inclusive clause.”

“Yes, I like to know my private acts will remain private. When I feel secure, I can relax and…just enjoy the act.”

Ben tried to rationalize the concept and realized he’d already come to terms with it. The moment he stepped off the boat the night she’d returned him to the mainland, he’d known deep inside he would become her toy to be used at her whim. “No emotions?” he questioned, his tone tight.

“Emotions are all around us. We just have to rationalize that some things are private and others public. Can you compartmentalize, Ben?”

“I wondered after you sucked me off on the boat, but I’ve been here months already without any indication of your emotional or sexual intent.” He dropped his hand and started fisting his cock.

“Then let’s lay the ground rules. You will never divulge any information about our private times, under any circumstances.” Lila watched as he nodded his head. “You went through extensive medical scrutiny before being hired. And since then you’ve been celibate.”

Ben wanted to be outraged but just shook his shoulder in acknowledgment.

“So we don’t need to bother with condoms, and I take care of birth control. Do we understand each other?”

“Yes, you’re my only sex partner for as long as you want me.” Ben wanted to be angry at her overt way of letting him know she was in charge but found it didn’t really bother him. Instead, his cock was starting to get hard in his hand.

“One other rule and this is most important.” Again, he just nodded for her to continue, more involved with the amazing feelings his cock was shuttling to his brain than her words. “Ben, you and I will fuck when we’re so inclined. I will fuck Wyatt whenever we’re in the mood. Do you understand?”

He laughed aloud. “Yes, Lila, you’re in charge of me and Wyatt. And he’ll always come first, which is fair since you two have been together for so long. I’m around for when you get bored.”

“Does that bother you?”

“Actually, I’m finding it hard to be mad about it. Rather, I find I like having the pressure taken off. Relationships are so much work.”

“Then we have an understanding you’re comfortable with?” Lila sat forward and licked the droplet of pre-cum glistening on the tip.

“I assume Wyatt has given his approval. I’m starting to like him and hope we form a friendship. I wouldn’t want to crush that before it became a reality.”

“Wyatt understands my quirks. He helped me make the decision of who to hire.” She pursed her lips and sucked just the head of his cock between them, her tongue running up and down its slit.

Her hand replaced his and continued to stroke the skin back and forth with just enough pressure to keep him erect but not to come. “So Wyatt sanctioned our…time together. I feel relieved we’re not fucking behind his back.”