Point of Contention (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (23 page)

the sidelines kind of woman. I’ll be inconvenient and noisy, pushy

and demanding when you don’t live up to my expectations.”

“Let’s look at this from a different perspective, one we haven’t

discussed. One you haven’t thought of.”

“So what am I missing?” She turned to watch him, wanting to

understand his perspective.

“You want a monogamous relationship with permission to bring

another man into the bedroom occasionally. What if I wanted to bring

another woman into the bedroom with us? How would you feel about

that?”

Her outright laugh wasn’t what he was expecting from the

grimace on his face. “I’ve been there and done that. Women don’t

have the right equipment to satisfy me long term, but they are very

sensual creatures. I enjoyed my experiences and wouldn’t change

them, I’m just not looking for a pussy to lick. I like sucking men’s

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cocks, having a live cock inside me, not plastic replicas.”

She laughed harder. “Was I supposed to be outraged by your

thought? I’m not, I just know myself and my needs. I’ve come a long

way in the past years, come to terms with more than you can imagine.

I like men, I only have sex with men. Nothing against women, but

most times, they’re just too emotional in the long run.”

He seemed stunned by her admission, and she held back her smile.

She’d assumed he’d bring up this counterpoint long ago and was

prepared with her answer. “You see, I’m not the sheltered woman you

think I am or apparently need me to be. Life is messy in all directions.

We all have to decide what works for us. Men work for me.” She

hesitated but added, “What about a woman with a cock? That might

have its possibilities.” Kay didn’t hold back her smirk, knowing she’d

topped him again.

“That sounds like a dare,” he teased, trying to settle them both

down.

“No, it’s a promise. I understand who I am and what pleasures me.

Somewhere out there are a few men who can satisfy my needs and

theirs without all the drama. It’s just sex I want the other man for, not emotions or partnership. Just all out fucking. I want…”

His hand reached to her chin, his fingers tilting it to see her.

“What do you want, Kay?” he asked again, just before his lips

covered hers. When he pulled back, her eyes were closed, and it was

several seconds before she opened them.

“I want you, Stuart, I want the man you hide inside. I want the

full-fledged male that you’re afraid to let loose.” Her answer was

barely a whisper, and she waited for his response.

“He doesn’t exist, Kay. You saw a picture and made me the dream

man you wished you’d married the first time. Only I’m not him. I

have faults and fears just like you.”

“You do exist,” she managed, just before she boldly took his face

between her hands, her fingers running through his beard lightly,

teasing the skin underneath.

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“Not the way you think,” he groaned just before he lifted her up

against the length of his body and moved to the first empty stall.

Stuart literally dropped her onto the fresh bedding of straw before

kneeling down beside her. His movements were harsh, his large hands

pulling the neckline of her shirt until it tore in two. With a tug, the rest of her shirt fell away.

Kay took in a swift breath at his actions but didn’t pull away.

Instead, she reached to him and took his hands. Placing them on her

lace-covered breasts, he shut his eyes as he closed his fingers over

her. Kay worked hers at his belt, fighting to free him. She cursed

loudly and pulled away from him, only to have him push her back

down. Stuart flipped open the small plastic clasp on her bra and sat

back on his heels as she was bared to him.

“God, Kay, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered just before his

mouth covered first one breast, then the other. She let her body go

with his hands and his lips, her fingers closing around the straw she

lay on. He was on top of her, and his hand on her stomach felt hot and

heavy as he traced his way down to her jeans. Without taking his lips

from her breast, he managed to open the zipper and slipped his hand

against her, finding her hot and melting for him.

“Damn it, Kay,” he whispered just before he kissed her again.

This time when her hands went to his belt, he didn’t push her away.

He groaned around her nipple when her hand found his erect cock.

Her fingers teased him and finally she slipped them under the band of

his underwear, taking him in her palm, feeling his strength and desire.

Kay encased him with her fingers and matched the strokes of his

tongue against her skin. His hand slipped under the lace of her

panties. It was too much not to arch toward him, and finally he teased

her slick folds, his index finger slipping inside her. Stuart moved back to her breast and slipped a second finger inside her. Kay moved with

him as her hand moved on him.

“Stuart, please, come inside me.”

“Later, Kay. I’ve dreamed about you for months now,” he told her

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before he took her for another ride with his kiss. She felt him surge in her palm and tensed when he pulled from her.

* * * *

Efficiently he stripped her jeans and panties down her legs,

stopping only to pull off her boots. Tossing them aside, he finished

pulling off her pants. With Kay lying spread before him in the stall,

the winds from the storm howling outside, Stuart knew the moment

was beyond surreal.

He let himself drop between her legs and pulled her up to him,

giving her the intimate kiss he’d longed for. He took his time when he

knew she wanted fast and hard. He teased her until she relaxed under

him, understanding he was in charge for the moment. His lips and

tongue brought her to a crest; his fingers replaced inside her pushed her over the edge. He heard her groan and felt her body tighten over

his fingers.

“You’re so wet,” he told her, sliding his fingers in and out of her

pussy. It amazed him that she let her body ride him so easily without

embarrassment, taking what he gave and pushing him for more. His

other hand rose to her breast and pumped her tit in unison with his

other hand.

“Damn it, you’re so tight,” he told her and grasped her thighs,

bringing her legs up over his shoulders. This position left his mouth

directly at her pussy, and he tongued her lips, pausing occasionally to

suck her clit. She shifted under him, silently asking for more. With a

slight adjustment, he was able to lick her pussy and anus in one long

swipe of his tongue. That had her writhing at his touch.

Stuart knew he’d come in his jeans if he didn’t stop soon. He felt

his cock harden further and knew droplets of cum were being released

of their own accord.

Stuart continued his onslaught, accepting her subtle shifts to

deepen his movements. He left her legs resting on his shoulders and

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slid one finger in her pussy again, then a second. Kay cried out in

anguish when he pulled his hand completely from her body. She

groaned in approval when he slid his middle finger in her anus,

fucking her gently with the digit until her words penetrated his brain.

“That’s it, Stuart, fuck my ass, let me feel you fuck me, stretch me

wide so your cock will fit.” She’d opened her eyes and stared at him,

almost a dare, he decided.

“That’s what you want, me to fuck your ass?”

“Eventually,” she whispered, accepting a second finger. “First,

make me come with your fingers, then your cock.”

“You truly do know what you want,” he said, more to himself

than her, but he realized it was rare for a woman to actually tell him

directly what she wanted.

He didn’t question her further, didn’t reinforce her directions. His

cock throbbed harder, and he figured it was time for his release. Stuart took his fingers from her body and let her legs drop to the floor. He

rose up over her and tugged down his own jeans, stopping to find his

wallet and pull out the sealed protection he’d put there months before.

Stuart dropped back and knelt between her legs, finally pulling her by

the hips to meet his cock. Tugging her legs up over his hips, he

quickly filled her pussy in one smooth stroke, burying himself until he

was deeply embedded. Then he let himself take a breath. Glancing at

her, he saw her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, her hands

grasping at the straw.

“Look at me, Kadence,” he said as he moved slightly from her. He

pushed back only after she opened her eyes.

“Please, Stuart,” she said, her hands finding his hips and pulling

him closer to him. When he moved inside her without moving over

her she groaned a low “Yes,” before her eyes closed again. Having

regained a bit of his control, he proceeded to love her with an

intensity he hadn’t known existed within him. A light layer of sweat

coated them both as he moved above her and inside her, his fingers

tempting her nipples to buds. He decided to take his time, knowing

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she wanted quick. This time, he’d fuck her with his own need first. If

he continued this pace, he knew he’d come, and he wanted this to last.

* * * *

Kay wanted more, needed the release he’d started within her now,

not later. On that thought, she managed to push his hands from her

breasts and took a deep breath. Startled at being pushed away, he let

her roll him onto his back as she straddled him. That was what Kay

had wanted, control of him inside her.

Staring down at him, she had a strange smile on her lips. Kay

knew he could feel her inner movements while she made no

movement above him. She milked him with her inner muscles, a

delicious test of his staying ability. When she neared her peak, she

dropped her head back on her shoulders and took his hands in hers,

placing them over her breasts. That was when she rode him with long

strokes and short ones alike, changing the rhythm and pattern just

when he’d catch up. She dropped over his chest, keeping him deeply

embedded inside, and took his mouth, took him into a darkness she

created above him, and pushed them both into the abyss.

Kay felt him tense under her and finally collapse. She managed to

stay above him but braced herself against his waist. Stuart’s hands

came up to her waist to hold her in place, his eyes watching her

intently. Neither said a word; only Kay started her inner movements

again, bringing him to fullness a second time. Stuart watched her

definite movements and the concentration on her face. She wanted to

change positions but was afraid if she moved, it would end.

“What do you want this time?” she asked, twitching her hips over

him.

“Now I get a say,” he teased.

She flexed her inner muscles around him and again brought his

hands to her breasts, pushing them against her skin.

“Tell me what you want,” she managed, tossing her head back to

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change the position of his cock within her walls. Stuart rolled her

under him quickly in a missionary position. His thrusts became more

pronounced, more intense with each stroke. But Kay wanted more.

She figured if this was one last fuck, she’d experience him fully. Her

fingers braced on his hips on an outward move, and she got his

attention. He let her slide out from under him and immediately pushed

back in her pussy as soon as she turned over and rose to her knees.

With her weight planted on her hands in front of her, she offered her

ass for his taking. Kay heard him breathing heavily, almost growling

behind her as his fingers bit into her hips and pulled her onto his cock, filling her pussy from a new angle.

“That’s better, you’re deeper in me this way.” Kay glanced over

her shoulder and smiled at him. “Take me, Stuart, the way you want

to. I’m not fragile, I won’t break. Fuck me the way you need to.” He

moved deeper in her pussy, exerting a deeper force within her. She

accepted his not quite punishing movements, arching backward when

he hesitated, his breathing uneven. Kay turned back to stare at him

and smiled, whispering only, “More,” before she turned away and

wiggled over him. “Fuck my ass, Stuart, fill me with your cock and

push your fingers in my pussy.”

There was no conversation. He simply pulled from her pussy and

thrust higher, taking her anus in one smooth push. He stalled a bit, but she waited him out, knowing he was probably trying not to come.

“Push your own finger in your pussy,” he told her, and she eagerly

complied.

Stuart let himself go, forgot to keep his mind and body in check,

and fucked her with full abandon. When he felt her go slick around

him a second time, he let himself have the release he was straining to

hold back. With his final thrust, he dropped over her, managing to

take some of his weight onto his arms.