Pick Your Pleasure (19 page)

“Underground is an escape for
the ultra-elite, wildcat.” He seemed wary, as if she would hit on the million
dollar question any instant. And then she did.

“Captains of industry... Heads
of state… If Underground is that exclusive, how is my chief of security a
member?” Linley squinted at Chase.

“That’s a question you’re going
to have to ask Henry yourself.” Ryder clammed up for once. “He’s already going
to try to kick my ass for bringing you to the dark side here. At least until I
tell him it’s not what he thinks.”

“And what will he assume?” She
bit her lip to keep from revealing too much of her own emotion.

“That I was just fucking around
like I usually do.” Her fallen prince looked like he needed a hug, so she
obliged. He squeezed her tight in return. “Damn, you’re sweet and honest and so
fucking sexy you nearly melted parts of me. Actually, maybe you did.”

Ryder rubbed his chest as if it
ached.

She kissed him until some of his
tension vanished.

“Thanks. But I’m dying to know…”
He closed his eyes then asked, “Was this just some erotic adventure for you, or
would you consider dating a guy like me despite all the bullshit drama that it
will entail? Will you give us a chance? Yes or no?”

For Linley, there was only one
option. “Yes.”

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“I requested a romp in the Toy
Chest.” Linley beamed when he grinned. A shiver ran through her.

“Fuck, yes.” Ryder caught her
off guard when he threw her over his shoulder and marched toward the fantasy
chamber. He drew up short in front of the elaborately carved hardwood. When she
peeked around his trim waist, she saw he paused with his hand on the knob.

“No second guessing here.” She
answered before he could ask. “Let’s do this. Show me what’s inside. I hope
there’s a bed, or a thick rug at least, because I need you to get me horizontal
fast.”

“What do you have against being
fucked standing up? It can be plenty enjoyable.” He grunted when she smacked
his smoking-hot ass. “Fine, feisty. I’m going.”

Ryder ducked inside, closing
them in darkness together. He lowered her to the ground and spun her so she
faced the interior with him at her back. When he slid the dimmer up gradually,
she gasped.

The room was the stuff of erotic
daydreams. Burnished silver accents offset the deep purple of the walls. A
gorgeous oval mirror reflected her stunned expression and Ryder’s undivided
focus on her reaction.

He smiled as she discovered the
nuances of the chamber.

Armoires and dressers lined each
available space on the perimeter. They ringed a low, tufted bench, which
stretched across the foot of an enormous four-poster bed complete with a draped
silk canopy.

Silver and purple sheets were
perfectly tucked and a whole host of pillows called to her, inviting her to
crash into their fluffiness. Naked. With this exotic, sexy, roguish guy who
seemed to be as enthralled by her as she was with him.

What more could she want?

Oh, right. Toys.

An enormous smile spread across
her face.

“That’s the spirit, wildcat.”
Ryder smacked her ass lightly as he drew her toward some of the dressers and
began to undo several intricate latches. He flipped up lids, opened cabinets,
and drew out drawers to reveal their contents.

To call the collection in the
Toy Chest extensive wouldn’t have done it justice. Some of the items were
complete mysteries to her. She blinked. Several times.

“If it’s too much, we can stick
to the entry-level stuff. Over here.” He waved to several rows in one of the
chests that held standard items even she could identify. Vibrators, dildos, and
a pair of fuzzy red handcuffs were visible.

Linley refused his offer of the
easy way out. She shook her head and crossed to one of the more elaborate
stashes of naughty paraphernalia in sealed, original packaging.

Remote controlled clitoral
stimulators, electrophilia kits, and fetish equipment in every permutation were
available for trial.

“Special bonus…this room comes
complete with souvenirs. Three per couple. Choose wisely and you’ll have toys
to play with another time, or you can bronze them for posterity if I make this
a night to remember.” Ryder wiggled his eyebrows as he selected an enormous
dildo made of sparkly blue gel. The monster had more in common with his forearm
than the generous yet realistic proportions of his natural equipment.

She laughed. “Uh…no thanks.”

Then something caught her eye.
When the sight of the toy alone had the remnants of her climax rejuvenating,
she knew it was a safe choice. Something she’d always assumed would be a great
combination. Without a guy she felt comfortable enough with to ask to wear one,
she’d never found out for sure.

Linley fished a small oval
vibrator attached to a ring of jellied material from the top shelf. “How do you
feel about this?”

“I think it’s a damn good idea.
The original hands-free device. Cock rings aren’t necessarily my thing, but
this one’s practical. It’ll keep the bullet in place, exactly where it counts
the most while I fuck you. More orgasms for you means more of the best kind of
massages for me.” While he described what he intended to do, he rubbed his hand
over his chest almost unconsciously, thumbing his hard nipple before following
the trail of dark hair down his abdomen.

“Okay then, done.” She gulped
then handed him the device.

Wondering if he had any limits,
Linley couldn’t help herself. She plucked a leather harness complete with a
hard rubber front plate and several generous penis-shaped attachments from a
separate chest. When she held it up toward Ryder, he blanched a bit. A trooper,
he didn’t object. His shrug was slightly stiff yet he nodded. “I hadn’t pegged
you for a pegger. If you want to try a strap-on, I’ll play along. I’m a good
sport, as long as you don’t spare the lube.”

She grinned then set the
contraption back inside the case. “I was only teasing.”

“Oh, wildcat. You’re going to
pay for that. When you’re begging to come, just remember you started it.” A
harsh stream of air rushed from between his parted lips followed by genuine
laughter. “I like your style. Sassy. So…what else
are
you going to pick?”

Linley took a few strides to her
right. She paused in front of a case she thought she understood. “Are these
what I think they are?”

“If you think they’re toys for
anal stimulation, yes.” Ryder joined her, rubbing her back in slow, calming
circles. “Do you have any back door experience?”

“No.” She blushed. “But I’ve
wondered about it. We don’t need toys for that though, do we?”

He rubbed against her, his thick
cock riding the furrow of her ass. “Technically, no. But it’s wise to start
small there. Maybe take a test-drive of something modest before going for the
real thing.”

“Okay.” She nodded. “Then how
about this one? It’s not too big, and it’s kind of pretty.”

His infectious laughter rang out
again. “Only a woman would pick a sex toy on aesthetics.”

“Does that mean you don’t
approve?” Her hand hovered over the slender stack of beads in increasing
diameters that were affixed to a pliable yet stiff rubber stick.

“In no way do I object.” Ryder
snatched the toy from the velvet and added it to the cock ring in his hand.
“And your final pick for tonight?”

“Do you have any suggestions?”
She waved her hand over the row of open chests. “Something I might not have
considered?”

“I know it’s from the
entry-level box, but some things are staples. How about one of these?” Ryder
considered the row of rabbit vibrators before selecting a decent-sized model.
The pale-pink shaft was filled at the base with pearls that would dance when
the rotating shaft engaged.

“I had one pretty similar to it,
but it sort of got worn out.” She ducked her face.

“Why a woman like you has to
rely on mechanics is beyond me.” The pressure of his fingers on her chin nudged
her face up. “But not tonight. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“It’s good. And with you at the
controls, I’m sure it’ll be a whole new experience.” The truth spilled from her
easily in his presence. “It’s nice to have something familiar too.”

“All right then.” He nodded and
took their selections to the enormous bed. “Get rid of your underwear. Strip
for me. Show me what I’ve been dying for all night.”

Linley might have been
self-conscious with another man. He made it easy to forget all of her typical
insecurities and flaunt her strengths. Queuing up a mental replay of the club
music they’d rushed past on the main level of Underground, she gyrated her hips
and began to work her panties off.

When they got past her hips, she
shimmied them to the floor and stepped out of the scrap of lace.

“Brava.” He clapped for her,
staring at the flesh he’d tasted but hadn’t had the opportunity to study. “And
the bra, wildcat. Lose it.”

Flicking open the clasp over her
spine made her breasts thrust outward.
 
She allowed the straps to slide from her shoulders then held the
material in place, enjoying teasing Ryder. He looked as though he might start
drooling any second.

When she caught sight of the
heat in his stare, she put them both out of their misery.

His cock jerked when he saw her
fully naked for the first time. “Spectacular.”

“Thanks.” Linley approached him,
soaking in the heat from his gaze as it scanned her from head to toe. “Same
goes, by the way.”

She rested her palms on his
shoulders for a second then dragged them down his chest, over his washboard
abs, finally cupping his cock and balls in her palm. At least as much of him as
she could hold, anyway. “Are you sure this is going to fit?”

A laugh encompassed her in its
bright levity. “Yeah. We’ll make it work.”

“I didn’t mean you in me.” She
squirmed as she uttered the denial. Though now that he mentioned it…he was
awfully big. “I was talking about this.”

Ryder moaned when she held up
the cock ring. “It’s stretchy. Give it here. I’ll show you.”

He accepted the toy then lunged
for a side table marked
Supplies
.
From within a drawer he took a condom, a pair of scissors, and a bottle of
lube. Then he hopped onto the bed and patted the space beside him.

It didn’t take her long to
comply. Snuggled up to his side, she watched as he sliced open the packaging to
free her goody. Then he ripped the foil package and rolled the condom over his
impressive length. Part of her sighed. She wouldn’t get to feel him bare inside
her. Though she took the pill and the greeter had ensured her everyone was
safe, it probably wasn’t proper protocol for a first hookup.
Damn.

Once he’d sheathed himself, he
flipped open the cap on the lube and squirted a dab onto his fingertip. He
smeared the gel along the inside of the cock ring then stretched the material
as wide as he could make it go. “Hold me still, will you?”

Like she’d decline that offer.
Linley grasped his shaft around the base and pointed his cock out from his
body. She loved the pulse of his heartbeat beneath her fingers.

“That might have been a
strategic error,” he gritted out the words. “I think I get a little bit thicker
every time we make contact.”

“Mmm,” she purred.

With his jaw clenched, he poked
the head of his cock through the ring then worked it down his length. He had to
tug it past several bulges of the veins and the thickness of his shaft, but
eventually the pliable material nudged her hand. She let go and allowed him to
finish the job.

Expecting him to swoop in on
her, she was surprised when he instructed, “Get on your hands and knees. Rest
your face and shoulders on the bed. Keep your ass up high.”

When she didn’t comply fast
enough, he smacked her ass. As if that was going to make her hurry. Hell, she
might dally if that would be her reward.

“Nice try, wildcat.” He
chuckled. “If you wanted to be spanked, you should have opted for the Basement.
Maybe next time I’ll take you to the flogger room.”

Linley whimpered. She wiggled
her ass as she settled into the position he’d indicated. Her breasts felt heavy
as they hung beneath her. If he didn’t fuck her soon, she’d go nuts. Or start
begging. She wasn’t sure which was worse.

The distinct click of the lube
opening again came an instant before something cool and smooth prodded her ass.
She yelped and would have jumped, but Ryder’s other hand was there, pressing
between her shoulder blades, pinning her in place.

“I don’t think so.” He kissed
the swell of her ass. “You’re not going anywhere. I know you don’t really want
to.”

“Don’t tease me,” she begged.
“Just do this. I’m sorry I joked about the strap-on.”

Ryder laughed.
 
The sound never failed to stir her insides.
“This isn’t retaliation, wildcat. This is me taking care of you, whether you
know it or not.”

His finger pressed a bit harder
on the clenched portal to her ass. He massaged lube into her, making him slide
around. The sensations were powerful. More than she’d imagined. Taboo and
exciting all at once.

And then he breached her
resistance. His finger sank inside her. A groan burst from her chest at the
simultaneous discomfort and pleasure. He continued to rub out the sting,
leaving only rapture in his wake. “There you go. That’s it. Focus on the good
stuff.”

She did as he instructed and
found herself rocking back, asking for more.

Ryder withdrew instead. She
cried out, uncaring about the level of her pitifulness at the moment.