Collaring Their Racy Runaway [Racy Nights 12] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tara Rose

  She heard the vibrator before crying out in surprise and delight as he placed it against her pussy lips. “Keep your legs apart, love.” That voice…it washed over her, sexy and commanding. She couldn’t have disobeyed it if she wanted to.

  She heard a liquid sound, and then a warm wet finger slid into her pussy. He moved the vibrator directly over her clit and a climax crashed over her, sending contractions out to her fingers and toes. “That was fast,” he muttered.

  “I can’t help it…” She could barely think let alone speak.

  “I don’t mind at all.” He removed his finger and then slid two inside, keeping the vibrator on her clit. Teresa shook her head back and forth as the contractions just went on and on. When he finally stopped, she was panting.

  “Water? I mean red.”

  He removed the blindfold and the cuffs, then helped her sit up. He held a bottle of water to her lips and she drank the entire thing before the fog cleared. “Thank you.”

  “No, thank you.”

  She looked into his eyes. It would be so easy to fall for him as well. Both of them. They were incredible. Whatever she’d done right in her life to deserve this she was grateful for it at this moment. Never in her wildest fantasies had she imagined anything like what he’d just given her. “I feel guilty. I’ve had all the pleasure. What can I do for you?”

  A slow, sexy grin spread across Carson’s face, and Teresa couldn’t help but moan. “Well, now that you asked…how do you feel about blow jobs and swallowing?”

  Chapter Twelve

  Carson held his breath. Had he pushed her too far? He hoped not because his dick was ready to explode. He’d probably come before he got it all the way inside her mouth. He’d rather fuck her pussy, but there was time for that later. Assuming she didn’t leave right now, that is.

  Finally, she sighed. “Um, this is going to sound pretty insane, but I’ve never done that. Ray…sorry. No guy wants to hear what a girl did with another guy.”

  Holy shit. “Who told you that? Go on and finish your sentence. You didn’t come back to Racy without a past, just as we each have one. I’m not upset hearing this. I want to know your experiences, your fears, and what you enjoy. It will help me give you what you want, and what you need.”

  Her eyes went all soft and his damn dick started to throb. At this rate, he’d be lucky to get it out of his pants before he came all over his own hand. “Ray never wanted to even though I offered. He was weird about sex. In my pussy only, or else he made me give him a hand job.”

  “I see.” That meant she hadn’t given oral sex to Garrett, or had anal with him. Carson couldn’t help but realize he had the chance to do both with her tonight, and it gave him a thrill to think he’d be her first on both counts. If she let him.

  “Will you try?”

  She nodded, the eagerness in her eyes sending a thrill through him. “Yes. Oh, yes. I want to.”

  He pulled a pillow off the bed and tossed it on the floor between his feet, then pointed. “On your knees, sub.”

  She giggled and dropped to her knees, then looked up at him with so much trust and excitement on her pretty face, that he didn’t think he could take much more. He had to be inside her. Any hole would do at this point. “Shall I take it out for you, Sir?”

  Oh Christ… “Please.”

  She undid his pants, and he stood so she could slide them and his boxers down. “Nice. I like that color.” He’d worn royal blue to match his shirt, which at the time hadn’t occurred to him as kind of a silly thing to do. Now that it had occurred to him, he was glad she didn’t think it was ridiculous. Or if she did, she was too kind to say so. He sat down, and she actually licked her lips. He was dying here.

  Teresa scooted closer, and then she wrapped her hand around his cock and licked the tip, which was already slick with pre-cum. “Yummy. I like it.” He was definitely going to die. Sweat broke out along his hairline as he struggled to hold off a bit longer. She glanced up into his face. “Any special instructions?”

  “Just be careful of your teeth, and…” He swallowed hard. “And do you know how to relax your throat muscles? It helps keep the gag reflex at bay.”

  “I’ll try. You are quite large. Not that I’m complaining.”

  “Thank you,” he whispered. His entire body trembled and now his palms were damp as well. If this backfired he’d never forgive himself. She took about three inches into her mouth, and Carson moaned as his cock began to throb. She wrapped her lips over her teeth, and moved her mouth up and down over his dick. It felt so damn fucking good, even without the rest of his shaft inside her, that he knew he was close.

  He tangled his fingers in her hair and pushed her head closer, just a bit, hoping she’d take the hint. She took more of his dick into her mouth, pulled back for a split second, licked her lips, and then a look of pure determination came over her face. This girl was going to be his undoing. No doubt about it.

  When she took him into her mouth again, this time he was nearly all the way in as she began to move up and down over his cock again. Carson hung on to her hair, holding off as long as he could, but it felt too good. It was fucking perfect. “Oh, Teresa…I can’t wait much longer…”

  He wasn’t sure how she’d react, and nearly lost it when she gripped him harder at the base. That did it. He exploded inside her mouth, and all he could do was moan and push his hips against her. He had no clue whether or not she’d swallowed his cum until he could focus his eyes again. He pulled out of her mouth and cupped her face. There was nothing on it. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”

  He helped her stand, and then he pulled her close and stroked her hair and back.

  “I liked that very much.”

  “Oh God…I’m so glad to hear that.”

  When he finally let go of her, she asked for more water and he handed her a bottle, then took off the rest of his clothes and fell back on the bed. He watched her drink the water, then she crossed the room and went into the bathroom. He needed about a half hour of sleep and he’d be ready again. It was all he could do to keep his eyes open until she came back to the bed and he could pull her into his arms. He drifted off to sleep, thinking about all the things he wanted to teach her tonight.

  * * * *

  Teresa curled up against Carson’s warm, muscled body and closed her eyes. She wasn’t sleepy, but that didn’t matter. It felt so good to lie next to him. Even when he started snoring softly, she only snuggled closer. She’d always hated sleeping in the same bed as Ray. He wouldn’t let her cuddle, saying it made him arms go numb, or he’d make her sleep at the very edge of the bed because he said he needed room to stretch out. She’d usually end up on the sofa by herself, which didn’t bother him at all.

  What would her sisters say if she told them she’d finally given a man a blow job? She was thirty-six. Who goes that long into their adult years without ever doing such a thing? She’d really enjoyed it, including the taste of his cum. Would he ask her what else she wanted to do tonight? If he did, she had one more thing she’d love to try. It had been a long-held fear, mostly because the one time Ray had tried, he hadn’t used any lube, and she’d been scared out of her wits at the pain and burning when he’d simply shoved two fingers into her.

  But last night, Garrett had used lube, and his finger had felt incredible. Would Carson fuck her in the ass if she asked him to? She wanted to experience everything with him. With both of them. Teresa bit back a giggle as erotic images of fucking both men at the same time rose in her mind. That would be amazing.

  Ria had only told her once what it felt like to make love with both Wyatt and Trent at the same time, but Teresa had still been in self-pity mode, and had only half listened. She wished now that she’d had the chance to talk to her sister in more detail about that, and about BDSM play. There was no much she didn’t know but wanted to. Desperately.

  * * * *

  When she woke, she glanced around the room but couldn’t see much because it was dark. Carson was still sleepi
ng next to her, so she carefully rolled out of bed to use the bathroom. When she returned, she was surprised to find it was only ten o’clock. She hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but realized she couldn’t have been sleeping that long since they’d left the restaurant around seven thirty.

  She reached for the opposite nightstand and turned on the lamp, grateful that it cast only a soft glow. She hated to wake him, but there was so much more she wanted to do. Now that she’d experienced so many things in such a short time, it was as if the floodgates had opened and now she had to do everything. She was so hungry for knowledge, and horny as hell. That surprised her, too, considering everything she’d been through. It was a testament to both men and how patient and gentle they’d been with her.

  But she wanted more.

  Teresa’s gaze fell on the black bag, now sitting on the floor. She picked it up and placed it on the bed, then glanced toward Carson. Still sleeping. Inside the bag she found more bondage cuffs, soft rope, a large tube of lube, and something shaped like a curvy cone, still in the package. A butt plug.

  She took a deep breath as she stared at it. Is that what he would use to ready her for anal sex? She’d assumed fingers would do it, but now that she thought about the size of his cock and Garrett’s, this lovely little toy would work much better.

  She placed it and the lube on the bed, then rifled through the bag again, pulling out various floggers. She knew what they were but had never been struck with one. Some were short but most were long, and they varied between thick and thin falls. She imagined the thinner ones would sting like crazy, while the thicker ones would feel similar to the paddle that Garrett had used on her. Either way, she was dying to know what each one felt like on her ass.

  “Which one would you like me to use first?”

  Teresa yelped and dropped the flogger she’d been holding. Carson sat up, a huge, sexy grin on his face. He picked up the flogger, running his fingers through the thick falls. “This is bullhide. Not for a beginner, although I should use it on you for touching my toys without permission.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  He chuckled and pulled her close. “Come here, silly. I’m not upset with you.”

  She sighed as he kissed her again, parting her lips to let his tongue inside. He rolled on top of her, and this time she was able to wrap both her arms and legs around him, although she had really enjoyed being cuffed to the bed. Shivers ran up and down her spine as his tongue worked its magic inside her mouth, and by the time he released the kiss, her pussy was soaked again.

  “Turn over.” She couldn’t have disobeyed that voice if she’d wanted to. She rolled onto her stomach, and then he told her to scoot to the edge of the bed so her feet were on the floor. He pulled pillows out from under the comforter and positioned them under her hips, making adjustments, until her ass was in the air.

  “There. That’s perfect. I won’t restrain you yet, but you need to hold still so I don’t accidentally hit you someplace I’m not aiming for. Do you remember your safeword?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good girl.” He brushed a hand across each ass cheek, and Teresa moaned in anticipation. “Oh, I see you found the butt plug.” He reached over and picked it up, and when Teresa started to get up, he placed a hand on her back and gently pushed her back down. “I didn’t give you permission to move.”

  She heard him take the toy out of the package.

  “Were you curious about this?”

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  “Then we’ll have to do something about that later. Actually…” He reached over and picked up the lube, and Teresa moaned again. “Why wait?”

  He rubbed two fingers across her ass crack, then underneath to play with her wet slit. She writhed on the bed, until he gave each ass cheek a hard smack. “Hold still.”

  “It’s so hard to.”

  “Do it anyway.”

  She bit back a giggle because she didn’t think it would be appropriate right now, but every nerve ending was on fire. She’d never been so aroused in her life. He slipped a warm, wet finger into her asshole, just like Garrett had done the night before. Teresa forced her torso and hips to stay still and instead grabbed fistfuls of the comforter. His finger moving inside was exquisite. When he removed it, she tensed as she felt the toy tease the same opening.

  “Try to relax, love. Safeword if this gets too intense, okay?”

  “Okay.” She closed her eyes and relaxed as he pushed the toy inside. It burned for a few seconds, but then a peaceful, full feeling descended on her and she smiled. “I like that.”

  “Good girl.” He nuzzled her neck, and his breathe was warm against her left ear. “Can you guess what I want to put in there next?”

  “Oh God. Yes, I can.”

  He kissed her neck, trailing a line of liquid fire with his tongue over her back, and then to the other side of her neck. “What do you think? Shall we try that?”

  “Yes. I want that. I want to try it.”

  “Thank you. But first, you’ve been a bad girl, touching my toys without permission. I have no choice but to punish you for it.”

  “I understand, Sir.”

  “I love hearing you call me that.”

  “May I then? For the rest of this night?”

  He kissed her neck again. “You may call me that for the rest of your life, my beautiful Teresa.”

  Teresa closed her eyes again as the emotions washed over her. No one had ever called her “love” or “beautiful,” or spoken such romantic, tender, or sexy words to her. She never thought anyone would. She believed such things were the stuff of fairy tales or romance novels, not real life.

  But they were real. Both Garrett and Carson had spoken them. She could barely process the happiness coursing through her right now, and she never wanted this night to end.

  Chapter Thirteen

  The first strike on her ass hurt like hell, but at the same time she really loved it. It was similar to the side of the paddle without the fur, but different in that she could feel the individual falls. They were thick leather, and made a deep sound.

  “I want you to count each strike out loud. Safeword when you can’t take one more. Do you understand?”

  “Yes. Yes, Sir.” She found it very difficult to stay still now. This was so sexy and dominant. He was going to use that thing on her until she couldn’t take any more. Or would he use more than one, and expect her to take as many swats from each toy as she could?

  “Ouch!” The next strike really hurt. He’d thrown it harder. She could tell. But her pussy was soaking wet now and her clit began to throb.

  “Was that a safeword?” His voice was filled with humor.

  “No, Sir.”

  “But I didn’t hear a number, either.”

  “Oh. Sorry. One.”

  She swore she heard him laugh softly as he hit her again.

  “Two.”

  He got to ten before he stopped, and by that time Teresa’s ass cheeks felt like they were on fire, but at the same time she hoped he wasn’t done. He caressed them, and then she felt him move. When his tongue licked her pussy from behind, she cried out in surprise and pleasure. His tongue lapped up her pussy juices and moved inside, and she could hardly stand the aching need for release. Just when she was sure he was going to lick her until she came, he stopped.

  She turned around, lifting up from the bed slightly as she did. “Why did you stop? That was incredible.”

  He raised his eyebrows, picked up a flogger with thin falls, then grinned. “And I told you to stay still.”

  Teresa swallowed hard at the tone of his voice. She was in big trouble, and it was all she could do not to come, simply from the look in his eyes. This was what she’d fantasized about. He was perfect.

  “Now we start over at one.”

  He only got to five this time before he stopped, and she wasn’t sure she could take much more. The stinging from this flogger hurt far worse than the thudding sensation from the one with thicker falls had. She
could barely grunt out the word, “Five.”

  “Your ass is really red. While it’s beautiful like this, and I’m so fucking turned on right now I could die, I think you’ve had enough.”

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  “Were you close to safewording just now?”

  She nodded. “Yes. I’m sorry.”

  He gently removed the butt plug then pulled her to a sitting position and held her close, stroking her hair and back. “No. Do not say that. Never, ever apologize for having to safeword. You aren’t used to this and I wasn’t holding back at all. Truthfully, I’m surprised you were able to take what you did. Those are my two most painful floggers.”

  She pulled away and looked into his eyes, pride surging through her. “Honestly?”

  He nodded. “Absolutely. I am so proud of you right now.”

  Teresa threw her arms around him again and held him close. “Are we still going to try anal sex?”

  “Oh, you bet we are. But this is important. Safewords are in place for a reason. I don’t want to push you past pleasure and into actual pain. You need to understand that.”

  “I do understand it now. Thank you, Sir.”

  “Good girl.” He told her to lie on her stomach again, over the pillows with her feet on the floor as she had been before, and then he caressed her sore and tender ass cheeks again. She heard him put on a condom, and then his fingers were inside her ass, filling it with yet more lube. “You are so beautiful. Try to relax, okay? This shouldn’t feel that much different than the butt plug, until I start to move. Please use your safeword if you can’t handle it.”

  “I will. I Promise.” Teresa was so excited, but there was also a tiny pinprick of fear that tried to break through her emotions. She pushed it aside. He’d already proven he would never hurt her beyond her limits.