Costa Rican Heat

by Bobbi Brattz

  “What?” he cried.

  “Oh, nothing…I’ve decided to go home. I’m bored.” Looking over her shoulder, she gave him her best bored to tears look then kept walking. Seconds later, she screamed. Swept up in strong arms, he carried her back toward the bed.

  “Bored? Not in my bedroom!” he growled, letting her body slide slowly to the ground and holding onto her.

  “No? I still have on my g–string and you were just lying there!” she teased, acting outraged.

  “Listen, lady, when you’re just lying there on my bed it’ll be because you have no energy left to move, and don’t you forget it. Now, as for your g–string…” His strong fingers snapped both sides, making the material fall carelessly to the floor.

  “Hey! I paid a lot of money for that scrap of material!” she protested, trying to pull away.

  Tait held her by her arms, just above her elbows.

  “I’ll buy you hundreds, thousands of them. Now shut up and kiss me, senorita.”

  “Yes, sir,” she whispered, suddenly out of breath.

  Their lips met, two flames burning bright. Jada felt his kiss all the way to her toes. If she could have fallen in love, she imagined that this was the way to go. Nothing like…Arg! Enough of that jerk entering my mind! He’s history! Concentrate on Tait and his magic lips, his huge muscles, his very large penis…

  They were just about to go to the bed, Jada’s sheath hot and ready for Tait, when he asked, “Jada? Have you ever thought about having a ménage à trois with two men?”

  Rearing her head back, she stared up at him in stunned surprise.

  “What?” Her passion evaporated as her jaw dropped open.

  “A sexual fantasy. Have you ever thought about making love to two men at one time?”

  “We talked about that on the plane a little. Where is all this coming from?” she asked, wondering if he knew about the videos.

  “Just answer the question.”

  “Well, I watch adult movies and I’ve seen a few where a woman has two men at a time. I guess I’ve imagined myself doing it. What are you getting at?”

  “I wonder if you would have an interest in trying something like that.”

  “Don’t you think you’re enough for me?” she cried, trying to pull away.

  “Sure I am. But, a ménage à trois is so much more…fun.”

  “Did you bring me down here to do that, Tait?”

  “I hoped you would be interested in exploring it.”

  Stunned, she stared up at him a moment before swallowing hard. A knot formed in her stomach, wondering if there was something wrong with him.

  “Well, I…”

  Suddenly the door opened and a man entered the room, his voice a cruel grate on their magical moment.

  “Good, you waited for me. I had a hell of a time getting through customs. So, what have you kids been up to?”

  Her head swung around in surprise. Uttering a small scream, she tried to hide her naked body behind Tait as she realized that his cop friend, Mike stood not five feet away, a silly grin on his face.

  “What the hell are you doing here?” she cried.

  “Oh, didn’t Tait tell you? We’re a team. We do ménage à trois.”

  “What?” In horror, her gaze shot upward to meet Tait’s eyes.

  His had no shame in them, just chagrin.

  “You just forgot to tell me this at the restaurant?” Her scathing tone had no effect on him.

  Tait snickered then shrugged.

  “I just never thought to bring it up. If I’d have told you, you’d have bolted, right?”

  “Of course I would have. Are you nuts? Oh, God!” She suddenly gaped at the three swans on the bed. “Those two large ones aren’t parents are they? They’re two men and the small one’s the woman, right?”

  “Right. My staff is very observant.”

  “You two are sickos!” she shouted, pulling free of Tait. She raced toward the door but Mike caught her around her waist, lifting her high as he laughed in delight at her helpless struggles.

  “I guess we have to go with the chains,” Mike said.

  “I think so, for now,” Tait agreed.

  “What? You perverts!” Jada screamed as the two men gently restrained her. She went wild, fighting them as they pulled out attached chains with cushioned cuffs from the head and foot of the bed and attached them to her wrists and ankles. She continued to scream and thrash about but they appeared unaffected by it.

  When she was locked into place, they stood back and smiled down at her.

  Mike spoke loud enough for her to hear over her shrieking.

  “You can scream all you want. We’re secluded up here and our staff is very loyal. You’ll just hurt your throat. Relax. We’ll only keep you there until you understand why we brought you here.”

  “You pigs! You disgusting animals! Get out of my sight. Get out!” she screeched.

  No tears filled her eyes. She was angry, furious, but not scared. Jada yanked on the chains over, and over again, snarling like a wildcat when they wouldn’t budge. The men moved away from her to talk quietly to each other. After a few minutes Tait left the room and Mike came to sit on the bed beside her.

  He was every bit as strong and tall as Tait, though his hair was blond, his eyes a baby–blue. His muscles were just as well defined, but somehow she didn’t find him as attractive as Tait. He did have a ready humor that his friend lacked and to her annoyance sat there chuckling while she struggled until she was exhausted.

  “You’re only going to damage that tender skin, sweetheart. Please, just relax. You can’t go anywhere and we’re here to worship your body, not ravish it. We won’t do anything without your permission. Just give us a chance to show you how sensual and pleasing we can be.”

  “Screw you, Mike! You basically kidnapped me under false pretenses. As a cop you know it! I hate you both and I’ll never give into you. Now get away from me. You make me sick!”

  Running his finger lightly along her hard stomach, trailing up to her breast, he began to circle her taut nipple and skimmed over its peak. She panted with excitement as he continued to explore her sensitive skin.

  Renewing her struggle, she shouted, “Leave me alone!”

  “Look, let me give you an example of how we can please you. Something your videos don’t show you.”

  Her eyes widened in disbelief.

  “What videos?”

  “The ones you borrow from Big Al.”

  “How the hell do you know about that?”

  “I’m a cop. I know everything.”

  “You’re a pervert.”

  “Bear with me, sweetheart. Give me a chance.”

  Mike leaned over and gently kissed her, pulling away before she could bite him. He chuckled when her teeth clicked together and she swore at him.

  “I can make you come with just one finger,” he said.

  “So can I! I do it all the time!” she shouted.

  “Not where I can. Can you reach your G–spot?”

  “That’s a fallacy, it doesn’t exist.” Curiosity filled her as his eyes showed the promise of forbidden secrets.

  “It exists all right. Let me show you.” Now that he had her attention, he grinned. Mike traced his finger down her body, slowly making his way to her nether curls. The sensation of his touch over her red hairs sent chills back up her body, making her squirm.

  Jada began to panic. “No! Go away.”

  “Give me a chance. It’ll only take a minute.”

  Intrigued despite her apprehension, Jada thought about all the video’s she’d watched that had shown women throwing their heads back with expressions of wild ecstasy on their faces as their partners pressed their g–spot. None of the movies had ever explained where it was or how to make it work. She lay back, fascinated despite her reservations as Mike’s finger found her entrance then balked.

  “Wait! Stop it. I can’t!”

  Mike’s other hand rested on her abdomen to calm her while he spoke s
oftly to still her fear.

  “You can. Just relax and let your body feel, Jada. You’re a very sensual woman. That’s why we chose you. You’re here to find your sexual side. We’re going to help you with that.”

  “So what are you, the fairy godfathers of depravity?”

  Snickering, he slid one finger inside before she could protest further and began roving over the front of her vagina wall just inside the entrance. Seconds later a surprised scream left her mouth. Her hips jumped off the mattress as she found herself bucking from a powerful orgasm.

  Removing his damp finger, Mike waited until she opened her eyes.

  “Understand?”

  In awe, she swallowed hard then demanded, “Show me where that is!”

  “All in good time. For now, will you just give us a chance?”

  Turning her face toward the window, she muttered, “I’ll think about it.” Suddenly, she looked back at him. “Can you do it again?”

  Deep, rolling laughter burst from him as he reinserted his finger and brought her back to orgasm within seconds.

  Once she’d finished and come back to Earth, her eyes met his. Mike inserted his wet finger into his mouth, sucking on it for a minute.

  “You are definitely delicious, sweetheart. I look forward to playing with you later. I’ll be back with Tait soon. Just rest for now, you’ve had a long day.”

  Nodding, Jada turned back to watch out the window. The sun was setting, the sky filled with vibrant golden colors. As it slowly dipped behind the sea, her eyes closed, exhaustion taking over. She was in Costa Rica, leaving Toronto for the first time in her entire life, yet what she’d expected to be a romantic getaway had become a twisted, ménage à trois. It had never occurred to her until Mike showed her his little g–spot trick that having two men in her bed at once might just be not only interesting, but liberating. She’d have to think more on it…tomorrow.

  Chapter Four

  Powerful Awakening

  Lost in an erotic dream, Jada began to moan, her legs moving restlessly. When her head began to rock side to side, her mouth opening with a cry of ecstasy, the two men sat up on their elbows and watched her in fascination.

  “I want me some of what she’s having,” Mike whispered.

  “Imagine waking up next to that every morning,” Tait murmured back, feeling himself harden until it was painful.

  Leaning forward, Tait captured her lips. Jada moaned again, kissing him back with a fierce passion, though still asleep.

  Not to be left out, Mike took a nipple into his mouth and began to suck and pull on it, his hand kneading her breast. Her moans increased. Continuing his tender assault with his lips, he moved his hand down to her wet entrance and inserted his finger slowly, seeking the magic spot to bring her to climax.

  Tait fell back in surprise when Jada’s whole body reacted, her chest and hips lifting off the bed as she screamed her release, waking up simultaneously.

  “What the hell?” Jada cried, panting.

  Tait and Mike left the mattress and moved away from her, staring down at her as she shook off the memory of her erotic dream. Jada stared in stunned surprise, first at Tait, then Mike who appeared to be struggling not to smile.

  “You were apparently having an interesting dream,” Tait said helpfully.

  “Yeah, a powerful one. Wanna share?” Mike asked, raising a blonde eyebrow in query.

  “It was…I…hell no!” She was still shivering from the sensations rocketing through her body. It had seemed so real!

  Tait leaned over to give her a morning kiss but just as their lips were about to meet, she said, “I have to pee!”

  Brows raised, Tait nodded to Mike and they released her from the cuffs. They were stunned when she raced for the door instead of the bathroom. Mike leapt off the bed and caught her just as her hand touched the door knob, lifting her high off the floor.

  Screaming, Jada fought for a moment then stopped cold.

  “All right, all right! I really do have to pee. Now put me down!”

  Snickering, he obliged and watched her walk to the bathroom, her head held high.

  “I guess we’re not quite finished with the cuffs.” Tait sighed, his hand circling his aching, rock hard, member. He was still lounging on the bed.

  “Not yet, but we’ve made good progress. I think we need to give her some space for a few minutes and then…we go after her.” Mike’s pleased grin was infectious.

  “The bathroom is a sacred place to women. We might get into a whole lot of hot water if we enter that territory.”

  “I hear the bath running. I say we go watch. She has to get used to us, she might as well do so today.” Mike grinned and waved Tait over to follow him to the bathroom door.

  Tait tried the handle. “It’s locked! That’s a sure sign of ‘leave me alone’.”

  “I’m a cop, remember? I can pick locks. Or, do you have a key?”

  “Of course I have a key. I’m like a boy scout; always prepared. Hang on and I’ll get it.”

  After closing and locking the bathroom door behind her, Jada let out a long breath of frustration. I’m in a foreign country with no money, no idea how to leave, Tait has all my travel papers and I’m even dreaming about having sex with two men! I’m losing my mind!

  Dropping her face into her hands she fought back tears. She didn’t know how long she could avoid having sex with them. They were so…appealing, attractive, sexy, and persuasive. She was especially attracted to Tait, yet Mike knew just how to press the right ‘buttons’.

  Setting about satisfying her immediate needs, Jada was about to leave the room when she looked down at the oversized, old fashioned, claw foot tub and grinned. A bath always made her feel better. The door was locked to get a little privacy and give her time to think about what she could do. Bending over she started the bath, leaving the water only mildly warm. Tait’s home was air conditioned but she didn’t want to get too hot and slow down her senses. She needed every one of them for the fight to come. And she promised herself that she would fight!

  Just before she climbed in, she took a bottle of lavender bubble bath off the shelf and poured in a generous amount. She wanted as many bubbles as she could get to hide her body, just in case the men happened to get past the locked door. Once in the tub she sighed in relief and lay back to relax. It wasn’t two minutes later that Tait and Mike were standing beside the sink staring down at her.

  “Can’t leave me alone for a minute, hmm?” she murmured, shaking her head at them, she fought to keep her eyes off their incredibly hard rods. Neither man would hide their bodies in a change room that was for sure!

  “We’d like to watch you bathe,” Mike said. His wide grin annoyed her as he leaned against the counter with his muscular arms crossed and his large member standing thick and hard.

  “You look so beautiful lying there with all those bubbles. Want some help with the soap?” Tait asked.

  Rolling her eyes, she snorted. “No, thank you! I planned on more than just getting clean. Since you’re both here, I guess you can watch, but you can’t touch. Not at all. Promise?” she asked as her eyes filled with warning. She had a plan to drive them both crazy and perhaps escape them too.

  Tait and Mike looked at each other and grinned, then nodded at her.

  “We promise.” They agreed in unison.

  She looked up at Tait. “Good. I noticed that you have a stereo in the corner. Do you have any classical music?”

  “Yes, what would you like?”

  “Something that starts out soft and slow, then builds to a crashing, powerful finish.”

  “I’ve got just the thing. Hang on.” Tait selected a CD and inserted it into his stereo. Beethoven’s sweet notes echoed throughout the large room. Taking his place once again, he returned to his position against the counter, mirroring his friend’s stance.

  “Thank you,” she murmured then closed her eyes and rested her head on the back of the tub. She began to hum in tune with the song moving her hand with
incredible sensuality over her body. For a moment or two she took time to give attention to her breasts, squeezing her nipples and sighing before her hands dipped beneath the water.

  The music became louder now and Jada began to groan as the water between her legs rippled. Her lips parted and she gasped, arching her neck, her breasts peeking above the water then disappearing again. The louder the music rose, the faster the water bubbled. Moaning and breathing harder now, Jada was lost in her own world, oblivious to her guests.

  Alone with Beethoven, she moved up with the notes, each one filling her with anticipation of the final sound, the crescendo! She cried out, so close now, the song nearing its end. Her neck remained arched, mouth dropped open, calling for a lover to kiss it. She was panting, her eyes pinched closed, her hand moving rapidly.

  Suddenly, Beethoven met his climax, pulling Jada right along with him. She screamed, her body jerking as she rode the waves, spilling water over the sides of the tub. She was lost, her feet unable to find purchase for a moment while she floated on the drawn out notes…then it was gone and she fell back, exhausted, relaxed.

  Both men had remained silent throughout the performance. They had pinched looks around their mouths and their cocks stood at full attention, drops of cum glistening at the tips. She could see in their eyes that each of them wanted to go to her, pick her up and take her to bed to sink themselves deep into her body, but they’d promised not to touch her so they waited.

  Mike turned off the stereo then returned to Tait’s side.

  Still panting, Jada finally spoke.

  “Now, I’m a little tired. Would you mind letting me finish my bath alone?”

  Speechless, the men turned and left the room, shutting the door behind them.

  Breaking out into a grin, Jada fought to keep her laughter down. That was perfect payback for what they’d done to her. Now, she had to get past them and out of Tait’s house. Looking at the shelves above her, her eyes caught on a large bottle of lavender oil and she bit her lip to hold back her laughter. Now she knew just what she could do to get free. Sitting forward she pulled the plug.