Andi obeyed, keeping her gaze focused on Master Josh’s gray eyes, and a queer feeling tingled through her belly. He began thrusting his hips forward, fucking her mouth as Andi flicked her tongue along his length. She brought her hands up and began fondling his balls with one hand while wrapping the fingers of her other around his cock, working him in time with his thrusts. She couldn’t believe how wet this was making her, how hard her nipples were. And what surprised her most was that her increased arousal was purely because she knew Derrick was watching—and she knew it was causing incredible sexual tension within him.
“That’s it, wench,” Josh said in a rumbling voice. “Suck harder.”
Still watching the Dom, Andi increased the pressure of her tongue and her hands and applied deep suction.
Master Josh shouted and pulled his cock from her mouth. He fisted his length and pointed his cock at her chest. Come spurted out in jets over her neck and her naked breasts. The streams of his semen were warm, but quickly cooled against her skin.
When the last drop spilled from his cock, Master Josh gestured to Lauren and Sara. In a rumbling voice, still filled with the passion of his release, he said to the twins, “Clean Andi—with your tongues.”
“Yes, Master,” they said in unison.
Andi bit the inside of her lip as the two women came over, got down on their hands and knees, and began licking the come from her breasts.
Andi tilted her head back and allowed herself to enjoy the feel of their tongues and lips. She glanced at Derrick and saw approval in his eyes, and his erection looked even bigger, if that was possible.
When the women finished licking every drop of come from Andi’s chest, Master Josh drew her to her feet and sat on the bench and brought her onto his lap. His still naked cock was erect again, and it dug into the crack of her ass cheeks. She clenched her fists, praying Derrick wasn’t going to tell Master Josh that it was okay to fuck her now. No matter the freaking consequences, she’d be slapping the shit out of two Doms.
“Now,” Master Josh said, “It’s time for Lauren and Sara to see to Master Derrick’s pleasure.”
At Andi’s startled look of jealousy, Derrick smiled. It pleased him that she didn’t like the idea of other women having him.
She quickly hid her emotions by giving him a look of indifference, but he knew she was anything but.
Derrick settled back against the bench and let the twins unzip his leather pants down past his balls and free his incredible erection. Watching the twins all over Andi, then seeing her bring Josh to climax, had turned him on to the point that his cock had threatened to burst the seams of his pants.
As Sara slipped her mouth over Derrick’s cock, Lauren began sucking his balls, drawing them one at a time into her mouth and applying light suction. The pressure she applied gave him a small burst of pain that enhanced his pleasure. But what made him even hotter was seeing the jealousy in Andi’s eyes as she sat in Josh’s lap. The Dom lightly stroked her nipples while she watched the twins suck him off, and he could tell that she was so on edge from her need to climax that she was ready to scream.
It turned him on, too, to know that Josh’s naked cock was pressed to Andi’s bare ass, as if poised to go into her back entry. Derrick wouldn’t allow Josh to fuck Andi’s pussy, but there was a good chance that Josh would be fucking Andi’s ass at the same time Derrick was deep inside her. Even though Andi might not realize it yet, Derrick knew she would experience pleasure like she’d never had before, and that thought alone just about made him come.
He focused on the feel of the twins licking and sucking his cock as he watched Andi. Her nipples were taut, and Josh was moving her back and forth on his lap, rubbing his cock along her crack. He imagined that instead of the twins going down on him, that he was driving his cock deep within Andi’s slick core.
Derrick came with a rumble that rose out of his throat in a near growl. He jerked his cock from Sara’s mouth. He spurted onto Lauren’s and Sara’s faces and chests as they continued to milk his come from his body.
Josh squeezed Andi’s waist and moved his lips near her ear. “Clean up the girls,” he ordered. “Using your tongue.”
Chapter Nine
A breeze rustled through the leaves and flowers around them, while everyone waited expectantly for Andi to obey. She swallowed past the sudden burst of shyness at the thought of having her tongue on the women. It was one thing to have their hands and mouths on her, another to be the one sucking and licking.
Master Josh slipped her off his lap, forcing her to stand. His cock slid across her bare skin and she couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to be with Derrick and Master Josh at the same time.
“Clean up the girls,” he repeated, with a harder edge to his words, and she knew he was displeased that she hadn’t answered yet. She certainly didn’t want that flogger on her ass again.
“Yes, Master Josh.” She wobbled in her heels across the flagstone to the twins, heat filling her as she thought about what she was about to do.
At Derrick’s bidding, the twins moved to sit on the bench, and Andi knelt between Sara’s thighs. The flagstone was hard against her knees, but Sara’s thighs were soft around her waist.
Hesitantly, Andi leaned forward and flicked her tongue along a stream of come that was rolling down Sara’s breast. The sub sighed and gripped Andi’s hair in her hands.
Andi wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. She licked harder, with more purpose, and was amazed at how much she liked the taste of Derrick’s come mixed with the salt of Sara’s skin. Nervousness spiraled in Andi’s belly as she licked one path of come down to the woman’s nipple. Purely out of curiosity, she sucked the sub’s nipple, drawing it into her mouth and lightly nipping at it. Sara moaned and thrust her breast further into Andi’s mouth. Sara smelled of come and the juices between her thighs, and a light citrus fragrance that was pleasing to Andi’s senses.
She found the feel of the nipple unusual in her mouth. Soft, yet hard, and the areola was puckered and bumpy to her tongue. Hardly conscious of anyone else, Andi moved her mouth to Sara’s other nipple and sucked it despite the fact that there wasn’t any come on it. After nipping at Sara, Andi finished licking the rest of Derrick’s come from the woman’s body. He had even come on Sara’s face, and Andi licked it away, too. When she flicked a drop from the corner of Sara’s mouth, the woman let out a soft sigh and turned her lips to Andi’s. They kissed, a long and sweet kiss that made Andi’s heart race.
“Lauren is waiting,” came Derrick’s voice, gruff and deep as if aroused beyond normal speech.
Andi broke the kiss, barely holding back a smile. She hoped Derrick’s cock was so hard it was ready to burst through his pants.
She was certainly too hot for words. Actually licking and kissing women, going down on another man in front of her “Master,” and being kissed and fondled by strange men and women, was unbelievably erotic.
She left Sara to kneel between Lauren’s legs. The beautiful woman spread her thighs wide, and Andi smelled her juices. Before she had a chance to catch her breath, Lauren kissed her hard and fast. Andi sighed at the feel of the kiss, then moved her mouth away, licking at the drying come on Lauren’s cheek. The sub pinched and pulled at Andi’s nipples while she flicked her tongue along the trails of come, going over Lauren’s collar, her neck and down to her breasts.
“That’s it, baby.” Derrick’s voice was even huskier. “Clean her off.”
Andi moved farther down, and Lauren eased her hands into Andi’s hair. Andi enjoyed paying attention to the woman’s nipples the same way she had sucked Sara’s.
When she finished, she sat back on her haunches, her hands in her lap, and looked up at Derrick. “What would you have me do now, Master?” she asked, hoping he would allow her to come.
He stroked a strand of hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. “I do believe it’s time for lunch.”
Andi was mortified. She sat at the luncheon table, alo
ne with Derrick, her entire body burning with embarrassment as he forced her to eat lunch with her bra still under her breasts. Her nipples betrayed her, puckering to hard, taut peaks, and her pussy dripped with more moisture.
Damn it, how could he make her do this? Yet somehow it turned her on, and that thought embarrassed her even more.
Her only consolation was that many of the women and men seated at other tables were as bared as she was, if not more so. Around them were other couples, threesomes, and even larger groups. Open displays of sexuality were obviously the norm, as was nakedness and near-nakedness. Hell, once Andi’s mortification lessened, she allowed herself to glance around and saw slaves of all shapes and sizes, and of both genders, who were completely naked. Many were on leashes, too.
Yet she still found her hands easing up to her breasts, wanting to cup them, hide them.
“Stop.” Derrick placed his hand over hers and met her eyes. Electricity zinged through her at his touch. “You should be proud to display such beautiful breasts.” His eyes narrowed with what appeared to be lust. “Right now I want to take you to our room, spank your ass, and fuck you until you can’t walk.”
Andi gulped. His words, the huskiness in his voice, the way he looked at her, all made her so hot she could barely stand it. Since she hadn’t been allowed to have an orgasm today, she was so raw and horny that she was sure she could come with just a rub of her thong against her clit.
No. She wouldn’t succumb. She wouldn’t give Derrick the satisfaction of it, allowing him to punish her in lord knew what way he would come up with.
They were seated at a table in a beautiful courtyard surrounded by lush vegetation and a variety of colorful flowers. Afternoon sunshine warmed all her bared skin, and the air smelled good, of grilled chicken, fresh-baked rolls, and roasted meats. The additional scent of flowers and fresh air relaxed her. A little.
The waiter brought the meal Derrick had ordered for them, and Andi found herself avoiding his eyes, still embarrassed about her naked breasts. When she reached for her glass of Chardonnay, she felt the weight of the leash tug against her neck, and the soft leather collar seemed a little more constricting than it had before. Perhaps it was the fact she was having a hard time swallowing down her embarrassment—and her lust for Derrick.
Over the rim of her wineglass she studied him, admiring his profile as he said something to the waiter. Derrick’s features were strong and masculine and she liked the way he focused on whatever task was before him, whether it was in the boardroom, or here at the resort, dominating her.
Her hand trembled as she carefully set the wineglass back on the table. Just the thought of what he might have in mind for her threw her off balance. Jeez, she told herself, you’re a Vice President of a major corporation, for Christ’s sake. She was confident, self-assured, in control of herself and her environment.
So why did she feel this way around Derrick? Like she could just let him take care of her, and do anything he commanded her to do?
When the waiter left, Derrick said, “Eat your lunch before I devour you in front of everyone.” Those incredible blue eyes burned through her, telling her he meant what he said.
“Yes, Master,” she managed to get out before focusing on the plate before her. She slowly ate her Atlantic salmon, bathed in capers and lemon butter. The broccoli, carrots, and yellow squash were crisp, the way she liked them, and the side of wild rice was cooked to perfection.
“That’s my girl,” Derrick said, and she was certain she heard humor in his voice. No doubt from the way she was devouring her meal. After all that sex—well, almost-sex on her part—she was ravenous.
When she had eaten her last bite of salmon, she glanced up to see Derrick watching her. His empty plate was pushed away from him, his arms folded on the tabletop, and he gazed at her intently. Andi’s head swam, and she couldn’t help but wonder if it was the wine, or the way Derrick affected her.
“Lean closer.” He reached for his glass of Chardonnay, and held it close enough to his lips that his breath fogged the glass.
Andi’s belly fluttered as she leaned closer to him, feeling his heat against hers.
Derrick sipped his wine, then set the glass on the table. He slipped his fingers into her hair and brought his lips to hers.
Andi opened for him, expecting the thrust of his tongue. Instead he fed her the wine from his mouth. Her world spun. The wine was so much more intoxicating coming from him, as the warmth of the fluid slid over her tongue and down her throat. She melted so completely against him that she lost track of herself and everything around them. He placed his hand against the small of her back, crushing her harder to him, smashing her breasts against his butter-soft leather shirt.
The last of the wine passed from his mouth to hers and his tongue replaced it, delving into her warmth as if to explore every bit of her. She clenched her fists in his shirt, her tongue meeting his. He tasted of wine and pure male, and he smelled of the clean scent of soap and musky aftershave.
She clung tighter to him, not wanting to break the kiss, not wanting to lose the precious contact between them.
But Derrick pulled away, leaving her panting, her breath coming in hard, hungry gasps. Her body trembled with need for him, for whatever he would give her, and her mind could hardly wrap around the unbelievable desire she felt for the man.
His eyes caught her, held her. “Your turn,” he murmured in a husky voice that told her he was just as turned on as she was. For a moment she didn’t know what he meant, but when he glanced at her Chardonnay she reached for it with a trembling hand. Her fingers barely held onto the glass as she brought it to her lips, and she felt a little of it dribble onto her chin as she took a mouthful of the wine and held it, not swallowing.
When she set the glass down, Derrick leaned close again. Instead of meeting her lips, he flicked his tongue out, lapping up the drops of wine on her chin.
He slowly moved his lips to hers and opened his mouth. She fed him the wine, letting it trickle from her lips onto his tongue.
Derrick groaned and smashed their lips together and clenched his hand so tight in her hair that the pain of it startled her, yet it quickly melded into a pleasure that joined the incredible kiss.
When he slipped his tongue from her mouth and raised his head to look into her eyes, he slid one hand from her hair to cup the side of her face. Andi leaned into his palm, feeling almost as if her muscles and limbs would no longer support her.
He touched the tip of her nose with one finger and gave her a sensual smile. “Did you know I’ve wanted to kiss you since the first moment I saw you?”
Andi’s heart beat a little faster. “I thought you barely knew I existed, Master.”
“How could I not notice you? You strode into the office with such confidence and grace you stole my breath away.” He smiled as he traced his finger down her nose. “And now you are mine.”
Her head briefly swam with his words, but she reminded herself how easily he had given her to another man. “For this weekend, yes…Master.”
He just smiled. “Come on. I’ll show you around.”
Andi took a shaky breath and nodded. She didn’t know what had just happened, but whatever it was, it scared the hell out of her. Even more than all the bondage and punishments he’d come up with so far.
Chapter Ten
Derrick and Andi walked hand in hand around the lush resort. He held the leash, too, but needed the warmth of her small hand in his.
He couldn’t get enough of her. He knew he never would. He enjoyed everything about her. The way she didn’t back down in the boardroom when she felt strongly about an issue. The way she was willing to compromise. The way she treated her employees with fairness, yet with the firmness of a good manager.
From watching her all this time, he knew she was a good and loyal friend to her friends, and she would do anything for them. She was honest and forthcoming—you always knew where you stood with Andi.
And damn, but she was bea
utiful. Her gorgeous breasts, her long black hair, her soft curves, and long legs… God, he wanted to fuck her. It took a tight rein on his control to keep himself from taking her down to the grass and thrusting his cock into her slick warmth now, in front of everyone in the damn resort.
No. He would wait until they were alone like he had planned, and then he would have her.
He had always enjoyed watching his women being pleasured by other men and women in the past. Today, though, had been difficult. No matter how much it had turned him on, he’d found himself wanting to whisk Andi away and keep her all to himself.
Yet he was looking forward to tonight, in the dungeon. He couldn’t wait to see her face while she was pleasured as she’d never been pleasured before.
But first he had to have her all to himself.
His steps became more urgent as they neared one of the themed cabanas, and he had to force himself to slow down. Andi tottered on her heels as she walked over the uneven lawn and he liked it when she slightly lost her balance and her nearly naked body brushed against his.
When they reached the elegant tent, Derrick pushed the door flap open and watched Andi’s face as she took in the surroundings.
It was absolutely decadent, Andi thought as she gazed around the enormous room. It looked like a sultan’s harem tent might look, filled with embroidered brocade pillows that covered every inch of the floor, and exquisite tapestries that hung along the walls. It smelled of exotic spices and light sandalwood incense. A tall golden pole at the center of the tent supported the ceiling which rose far above their heads.
Against one wall of the tent, she also saw what looked like two changing rooms. Next to them was a collection of whips, scarves, and floggers of different colors and sizes hanging from the dressing room wall. Andi bit her lower lip, wondering what Derrick had in mind. He was always surprising her.
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