by Bobbi Brattz
“Wow, I had no idea. That’s fascinating.” He’s coming around already. That’s good news. “Perhaps you should swim with me to protect me from them?” She offered him the best welcoming smile she could manage.
Wearing only boxer shorts, his fit body was accented beneath the glow of the soft lights on the deck.
Mmmm, he’s so hot!
“I came out to swim.”
Piers dropped a towel on a lounge chair and walked over to the deep end. His gait was slightly unsteady. He had a mischievous look on his face. He was drunk!
Tara wasn’t expecting him to join her and was surprised when he dove in close to her. She shrieked with laughter when water splashed in her face. For a moment she couldn’t see him and wondered if he was okay, only to scream when he surfaced a foot away, grinning from ear to ear.
“What’s gotten into you tonight, Piers?” she asked, finding him quite charming.
He tilted his head slightly then winked. “It’s a beautiful night. You’re a beautiful woman, and I think we can make beautiful music together.”
Stunned, she stared at him, wondering if he was up to something. The swift change from Mr. Frosty to Mr. Heat was so fast she was amazed.
“You seem pretty confident with yourself. Why the sudden transformation?”
“I decided that being miserable wasn’t my style. You have an early appointment tomorrow. You should get to bed.”
Now she was confused. “Bed?”
Piers laughed. “You know, the big foamy mattress with the pillows, sheets, and blankets. You sleep on them.”
“Aren’t you a smarty-pants? I know what a bed is, I’m simply curious to know why you’re acting different from the way you were at dinner time. What appointment are you talking about?”
He shrugged. “You wanted a complete checkup for you and Kona. I booked you both for tomorrow morning at nine. It’s already past ten tonight. I’ll drive you to my office in town and put on my doctor’s hat for you.”
“That’s…that’s very kind of you. Will you be testing yourself?”
Piers looked surprised for a moment, then chuckled.
“It never occurred to me that you’d be interested.”
Now it was her turn to laugh.
“I suppose I haven’t been subtle enough in throwing myself at you. Are you finally noticing?”
“I’m curious, to say the least, about your new relationship with Kona. He doesn’t usually jump into bed with just anyone. You must have something special going on in order to catch his eye.”
“Piers, Kona and I spent the afternoon together, that’s it. We find each other mutually attractive and neither of us wants a relationship. I’m on vacation and I live in San Francisco. Anything we do remains here, and I go home in a month’s time. I want to be free to say or do whatever I want. I’ll admit that your ménage with Mateo and Rae intrigues me. I’ve never done that with anyone.”
“Why the sudden interest in it?”
“I already told you. Rae and I were talking, as close friends do. I thought the idea sounded like a lot of fun. Are you interested?”
“We’ll see what the testing says.”
He swam closer to her until his lips were a hairsbreadth away from hers. His body heat warmed her as she stared at him in astonishment. Spice and mint blended together to create a most alluring scent. It was all she could do to breathe him in.
“In the meantime, I’d like to get to know you.”
Breathless, Tara waited for him to capture her lips, but he suddenly turned and swam away, leaving the pool using the steps.
Trembling, she watched him towel off and leave the patio. He had her all worked up now, and she found no satisfaction in waiting for him to choose. If only Rae hadn’t warned her not to pressure him into anything. Apparently, he would be the one to choose if they had the ménage or not. Tara never dated men like him because she was too strong-minded to be submissive.
Once the door closed behind him, she sighed. He was more attractive because he walked away. Damn!
* * * *
Piers laughed as he watched Tara get out of the pool. She wouldn’t be able to see him from where he stood in the darkened hallway. If he read her right, she was pissed off. He was sure she preferred to be the lead in any game but he wasn’t going to give up his place as master. Since she wasn’t interested in a relationship, he’d decided to play along.
Frustration over Rae had damaged his pride. If she wanted him, Tara would have to go by his rules. He could almost taste her, but for now was happy to leave her waiting. From the frown on her face, Piers knew that he’d scored points. She was one woman who didn’t back down from a challenge.
As for Kona, Piers liked him well enough, and he wouldn’t be interested in keeping a girlfriend around either due to his being a confirmed bachelor. Kona enjoyed being with women from the resort who knew it was only a one-night stand. He was careful not to step on toes, especially Mateo’s and Piers’s.
Suddenly, the situation tempted Piers to the point that he couldn’t wait to get started. Rae had Mateo now. There would be no more blissful nights with her. The thought of having her best friend intrigued him. He had to show Rae that he was fine with the marriage, even if he wasn’t. For her sake, he’d try to move on.
Rubbing his palms together, he wondered how long he should make Tara wait for him. The longer the better. For a moment he paused. There was something he had to do before morning, and he couldn’t wait to present his demand to her. Rather than postpone the inevitable, he rushed off to his room.
* * * *
What a tease!
Piers had her sitting on the edge of the bed thinking about the near-kiss he’d taunted her with. If she hadn’t been interested in him from the moment she saw him at the altar, she’d have said no to Rae, yet here she was, practically drooling over him. He had the perfect chemistry to turn her on full blast, and that was rare.
Even when she pleasured herself, she seldom had orgasms. The fear that she’d fail him during sex had her pausing. Suddenly, Tara wasn’t so sure about seducing Piers. She’d told Rae that she would be happy to help him out of his depression, but having him in her bed was her own choice. There wasn’t much she could do to ease his suffering from this point on. He was the one in control, and that didn’t sit well with Tara. As a matter of fact, she’d never met anyone who could turn the tables on her. He was an enigma worth studying.
Frustration ate at her as she climbed out of the pool and dried off. The game had changed. She was no longer the hunter, but the hunted. A part of her surged with delight, yet another was unsure and scared. Could he have the power to break her heart?
* * * *
After breakfast, Piers took her and Kona to town and did the testing. They both checked out fine. They had to rush back to the resort to be on time for the session.
“Good morning, everyone. Today’s class is about strengthening the Kegels using Ben Wa balls. If you don’t know what they are, take a look under your seats. The box contains two hard, musical balls about one inch in diameter. Several times a day, you will insert the balls into your vagina and practice holding them for fifteen minutes at a time using your Kegel muscles.”
Tara stared at him with interest, but Piers was ready this time and kept his expression serious and professional. A bleach-blonde woman raised her hand. She had beautiful big blue eyes, and was blessed with ample cleavage that drew the eyes. The thing Piers noticed more was the predatory way she looked him up and down.
“Yes?” Piers said, appreciating the view but serious about not getting into relationships while working. At least he was, until he noticed that Tara tensed up. If he was correct, she was being territorial.
The blonde offered a catlike smile. “Dr. Piers, would you like to show me how they work…after class?”
Again, Tara was edgy. He was curious about it because she’d protested that she wanted no relationships, yet there she was, showing signs of anger at the woman.
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p; “Private classes are not available. If you require assistance, my nurse would be happy to help you. Any other questions?” he asked, looking over the crowd. No one answered so he carried on.
He turned to face Tara, hiding his grin. Handing her the small box, he said, “Tara, since you are my assistant model you may go to the change room and insert your balls. When you are done, you’ll have to hold them in and come back out without dropping them.”
“Sure. I’ll be right back.” Tara gave the woman a narrowed gaze then left the room.
Piers still struggled to hide his pleasure at irking her. The game was on.
* * * *
Tara suddenly understood why he stood behind a podium. He was getting turned on! From her position beside him, she saw the telltale bulge of his groin. Not willing to leave him in the hands of the blonde, Tara hurried out the door to the change room. It took her a few precious minutes to undress, then a few more to insert the Ben Wa balls into her channel.
“How the hell am I supposed to keep these things in? Muscles my ass.”
For a moment she felt nothing but a minor discomfort until she moved. The balls clanged together and shifted within her. The small vibration was enough to cause her to stop in her tracks. The more she moved, the more excited she got.
“Holy shit! These things are amazing. How am I supposed to walk with them turning me on with every step?”
Laughter came from the other room.
“I’ll bet that hussy is taking advantage of my absence.”
Slow, simmering anger stirred deep in her core until she realized what she was doing and stopped cold in her tracks.
“What the hell? I’m the one who said I didn’t want permanence, but here I am, jealous of some bimbo. Well, that’s not going to happen.”
Determined to keep aloof and forget the green streak, she took a deep breath and tried to walk back to where Piers stood without showing how affected she was by the balls, let alone her possessiveness. Step by step, she made her way back to him, each movement causing an increasingly difficult feeling of being out of control and less in command of her response.
The audience watched her with interest. One look at the blonde’s smug smile and Tara knew he’d been talking about her in her absence. The anger built, though she plastered a grin on her face and acted flippant in regards to what the balls were doing to her.
“Wow, what a feeling. I wish I’d had these when I was married. I would have gotten rid of the bugger long before I finally did.”
Laughter filled the room. The blonde woman didn’t look like she appreciated Tara’s humor.
Piers studied her for a moment then said, “How do you like your new toys?”
Tara couldn’t help but grin.
“I love them. I might have to keep them in all day long.”
Suddenly, they slipped, nearly coming out. Tara gasped and fought to keep them in. Only her panties held onto one of them.
“Oops! They are difficult to hold onto. I guess my Kegels aren’t up to par.”
Snickers and chuckles came from the spectators. Tara began enjoying the attention and laughed out loud.
“Ohhh, I think these fellas have minds of their own. I think I’ll name them Fred and Barney.”
Again the crowd reacted with good humor. It was all Tara could do to stand still.
“Tara, please lie down on the bed.”
“But Dr. Piers, we have company,” she quipped.
The room went wild with laughter, but Piers only frowned slightly. Tara walked slowly over to the king sized bed and waited for further instruction.
“Carefully lie down on your back and keep your knees bent. While you are doing that you will practice pulling the balls back with your muscles only.” He watched her, his expression guarded.
“Oh my gosh! This is incredible. I feel like I’m going to explode. What awesome tools they are. Ladies, I highly recommend them. Who needs a man when you have these puppies?”
The feeling was excruciatingly exciting. It was impossible to keep the flippant attitude going with such pleasure rolling through her pelvis.
“Tara, now you will move your hips up, then down. Repeat it a number of times and tell us what you feel.”
Rocking her hips a few times nearly sent her over the edge.
“Oh, yeah! Fred and Barney sure know what they’re doing. I can barely hold back the big O.”
She watched Piers. The knowing look he gave her said he was enjoying himself. Though he couldn’t possibly know how it felt, he sure looked like he did. She held back a scream as an orgasm slammed into her, the balls bouncing back and forth even more until she cried out with pleasure.
Piers grinned. “Ladies, I’ll let you go soon so you can try your own. Like I said though, you should try it a number of times each day, and within a few months you will not only have stronger Kegels but you’ll find that your bladder is stronger and your pleasure increases. Tara, you can rest there while we finish class.”
For the next half hour, Piers talked about the pleasure centers and how to get the most out of the balls. She was exhausted from trying to hold back her responses to her new “friends.” If she’d known how great they were, she’d have taken out shares in the manufacturers.
She had time to study Piers and the crowd. Many of the women watched her while the majority of them, including the blonde, kept their eyes on him. Finally class was over. Piers walked over to her, doing his best to hide his own reaction.
“How is my model now?” His grin said what he was thinking. He held out his hand and helped her to her feet.
Tara cried out again. The blonde hung around longer than the rest of the ladies, a calculating smirk on her face. Struggling to act nonchalant about her sensitive body, she stuck her tongue out at the lady, pleased when the woman narrowed her eyes. The lines were drawn. Both of them were ready to fight over him, and that shocked Tara. She looked up at Piers.
“I, uh, I think I might need your help getting back to the change room, Doctor.”
His smile was almost as full of laughter as his eyes when he took her arm, ignoring the other woman. Tara leaned heavily on him to irk her into leaving, but she stayed and watched their exit. Tara had no intention of giving up her man. Suddenly, she stopped and hissed. The possessive way she felt toward him was a warning that her heart wasn’t any easier to control than the balls. She sucked in a quick breath and focused on getting out of the room. Piers chuckled as though he knew what was happening to her. She was definitely at a disadvantage, and that pissed her off.
“Let’s get back to the house. I need a shower, then a swim.”
Throwing back his head in laughter, Piers proved that he had all the cards in his possession. He’d won this round, but the next one would belong to her, she’d make sure of it. At least she hoped so.
Chapter 6:
Toys and More Toys
After her long, cool swim, Tara lay on the lounge chair soaking up the sun. The sunscreen was warmed by it and was easy to smooth on her sensitive skin. After removing the balls, she still felt like they were within her because she was so sensitive. Aching to bring on another orgasm, she did her best to act like nothing was happening to her body so that Piers wouldn’t suspect what she was going through.
“Wow, you look relaxed,” Kona said, coming out onto the patio.
Tara was pleased to see him. He’d stopped in without notice so she decided to use his special skills to her advantage.
“Mmm, you smell like cocoa butter. Would you like me to do your back?” His smile told her more than words that he knew what she was thinking. Piers must have informed him about the class.
“Yes, please do.” With only the thin strings of the bikini in the way, Kona took the cream in his hands and squirted some on her shoulders. Massaging it into her tense back muscles, he had her even more excited.
“You’d better stop that, Kona, or I’m going to lose control.”
Kona laughed, leaning closer so that his lips brush
ed her earlobe.
“Would that be such a bad thing?”
Heat filled her core, his warm breath sending shivers of delight up her spine. Her veins were filled to overflowing with sensations.
“It might be. You smell delicious, my friend.”
“I hope so. I wore this cologne for you.”
“Kona, Piers is watching us from the patio door. Kiss me,” she whispered.
With his heated hands still on her back, Kona pulled her close and pressed his soft lips to hers. She responded by throwing her arms around him and kissing him back with passion. She watched Piers from beneath her lashes as he stood there frowning. It was working! Now the tables were turned and she had the ball in her court.
After a breathless moment, Kona pulled back and stared at her. His warm brown eyes were filled with delight.
“You are a good kisser,” he said.
“You’re not bad yourself. Do it again,” she murmured, noting that Piers was still watching.
Without question, Kona seized her lips in another kiss, yet she didn’t feel bells go off. He was simply a means to an end as she used him ruthlessly to make Piers jealous. It apparently worked, as Piers frowned even more. Before he could turn away, Tara opened her eyes and smiled with invitation.
“Why don’t you come join us, Doctor?”
Visibly surprised by her question, Piers straightened taller and walked toward them. When he sat on the chair next to them, she asked, “Would you like to get in on a kiss? I noticed you enjoyed watching us.”
If anything, he wasn’t pleased by the sight, but put on a good show nonetheless.
“Sure, as long as you’re okay with it, Kona?”
“I’d love to watch. She’s delightful.”
Piers took her in his arms and pulled her close, watching for the reaction she couldn’t fake. He was so sexy with that hair falling into his eyes, his big brown eyes filled with delight. When his lips met hers, he took control, using his tongue to stir her up until she moaned into his mouth. Fireworks went off in her veins, burning up with desire. Never before had she been kissed so well that her toes curled. She broke off the kiss and pushed back.
