by L. A. Boruff
Jack peeked down the line. Each man’s cock stood at unflagging attention, especially Austin’s. Without warning, leather smacked against flesh. Tears sprang to Jack’s eyes, and his ass stung hot. Fuck me with a leather belt.
“Did that hurt?” Indie stepped to face him, her lower lip mashed under her teeth.
“Yes.” So good. “Do it again.”
She smiled and ducked behind him. “Not yet.” She slid down a step and swung, cracking the belt across Cody’s butt and catching Jack’s hip with the end.
“Yeehaw, Doc!” Cody groaned and stroked his cock.
Eli merely grunted when she slapped his ass. “That all you got?”
“Excuse me?” She stopped behind him, and every other man in line held his breath.
Except Eli. He grinned through his teeth. “I said I expected more from you, woman.”
“Is that so?” Indie bent the belt in half and slapped the two lengths of leather together.
Cody chuckled, Austin stepped aside slightly to get out of Indie’s line of fire, and Jack smirked. Provoke her. That would’ve gotten him a second whack.
“Yes, ma’am.” Eli clenched his butt cheeks. “Make me feel it.”
She touched the shortened belt to Eli’s bottom, lining up her swing like a tennis pro. Eli flattened his lips and tensed impossibly further. Indie hauled her arm back and let him have it, swatting him with fierce accuracy and no mercy.
“That’s how I like it!” Eli’s shout burst from his lips, and the guys laughed. “Thank you.”
“Who knew?” Indie shrugged and moved behind Austin, dragging the flaccid belt between her fingers. The smooth leather slid almost silently across her soft skin.
Austin gritted his teeth. “What are you waiting for?”
She said nothing. The belt spoke for her as a resounding slap echoed across the room.
“Fuck yes.” Austin sucked in a sharp breath and blinked rapidly.
A laugh curved her lips as she walked around them. “Should I do it from the front or would that be really mean?”
The words please, yes, and have mercy rumbled down the line.
“I’ll be gentle.” She folded the belt again and tapped it against her thigh.
That got a hearty chorus of hell no.
Indie laughed and wound the belt around her hand. “Tell me when to stop.”
“We need safewords.” Eli spoke up.
“What’s a safeword?” Cody tilted his head.
“It’s a word that you’d never say during sex.” Eli launched into exposition mode. “Don’t or stop could be misinterpreted, especially when acting out an intense scene, so you choose a nonsense word that clearly means you’ve had enough.”
“A scene?” Cody scratched his head. “Are you making this up?”
“I have extensive experience in BDSM.” Eli shrugged.
“Experience, not just research.” Austin snorted, making the distinction.
“Nonsense word…” Cody thought out loud, “like supercalifragilisticexpialidocious?”
“That would be a lot to say in the heat of the moment.” Eli frowned. “My safeword is onion.”
Cody puzzled. “Why?”
“Because I don’t like onions, so if I say that word, I don’t like what you’re doing to me.”
“Mine is red,” Jack informed Indie.
“Red?” Cody, still unclear on the concept.
“Like a stop sign.”
“Makes sense.” Austin got it. “Mine will be Thor.”
“Okay.” The idea finally clicked with Cody. “Mine is horse apples.”
“Are you crazy?” Austin scowled at him.
“Most likely.” Cody grinned like a fucking loon. “What’s your safeword, Doc?”
“Scarlet,” she answered without a moment’s thought.
A hush fell over them as the connotations of that word sank in.
Cody shattered the gloom. “Yep, that’ll bring the fun and games to a grinding halt.”
“Behave!” Indie unleashed the belt and snapped it at Cody’s unsuspecting cock, but he scrambled sideways, catching Jack’s arm as he ducked out of the way. Her swing missed its target, barely grazing his thigh.
“Do you really want me to?” His wicked grin dared her to try it again.
“Wait your turn.”
“Aww.”
She snapped the belt toward Cody again, but this time he didn’t flinch, and it caught the inside of his thigh.
“Tease.”
She ignored him and stepped close to Austin. She hadn’t buttoned his jacket, so her bare breasts dragged against his chest, her rock-hard nipples brushing his skin. His cock jutted out, nestling between her thighs. “Do you want me to do this?”
“Yes, but I don’t know why.”
“Curiosity is a sign of a superior mind.”
“My mind has no say in this. My screaming ass says my dick needs it too.”
Indie kissed him, and Austin moaned into her mouth as she dragged the leather up his stiff shaft. She released him and stepped back. “Ready?”
He shook his head. “Don’t warn me. Just do it.” Austin crossed his wrists behind his back and stared up at the ceiling, waiting.
She slapped the belt across Austin’s balls. He gasped and squeezed his eyes shut, clamping his hands around his shocked sack and letting out a moan as he rubbed the spot she’d smacked.
She recoiled the belt and eyed him warily. “Thor?”
“I’m okay,” he ground through clenched teeth.
“Did you like that?” A note of worry underscored her question.
He let out a breath. “I haven’t decided.”
“Do you want me to do it again?” She swung her arm back.
His face screwed up tight. “I haven’t decided.”
She laughed and sauntered down the line. “Who wants it next?”
Jack hesitated, holding back to let one of the others go next, but no one volunteered.
“Are you all afraid of me?” She cracked the belt at her side with a move worthy of the real Indiana Jones.
“No,” Austin growled at her but still covered his cock with his hands.
Eli shook his head, standing with his hands on his hips. His stretching erection brushed Indie as she walked by him.
“I am,” Cody confessed.
Indie’s stroll paused, and she turned on her heel to stand in front of Cody. “You’re not afraid of anything.”
“Haven’t you learned how to read through my bullshit yet, Doc?”
Jack had picked up that skill long ago.
“I suspected your bravado was mostly for show.” She ran her index fingernail down the center of Cody’s chest.
He squared his shoulders, shaking off her attempt to rattle him. “Then you should know that you terrify me to the core.”
“I don’t understand.” Her scoring finger stopped short of his nipple.
An indulgent smile curved his lips. “I don’t either, especially why you gave a guy like me a second glance. You’re a smart woman, and I’m afraid one of these days you’re going to wise up.”
“You’re the kind of man no one can ignore, Cody. And I’m smart enough to know there’s more to you than meets the eye.” She slid one hand around Cody’s neck and tugged him down for a kiss, reaching between his thighs to stroke his cock with the leather trapped against her palm. When his erection had hardened again, she stepped back and snapped the belt. “Still afraid?”
“Can I tell you a secret, Doc?”
A slow smile stretched her luscious lips, and she lit up like a Christmas tree. “Any time.”
Cody caught his breath, and something sparked in his eyes. Jack had seen that look only once before—the night they’d met. She made him truly happy.
“I’m always scared.” He slid his trembling hand up his quivering shaft. “But I like it.”
The belt stretched between them, kissing the underside of Cody’s balls with a resounding smack.
“Oh
, mama!” Cody bit down on his lower lip. “You’re a cruel woman.”
“Can I tell you a secret, cowboy?”
“Please, ma’am.”
She folded the belt and slapped it across his cock. “I like this a little too much.”
Cody sucked in a breath and staggered. “That’s no secret.”
The guys laughed, not a single one of them surprised.
Indie smirked then reached out suddenly and slapped the belt against Eli’s quivering cock. “Thought I forgot about you, didn’t you?”
Eli’s eyes watered. “No, ma’am. Thank you.”
She stepped sideways and leveled an even stare at Jack. “What about you? What are you hiding behind that stoic silence?”
“Nothing. What you see is what you get.”
Cody snorted.
“And yet, you’re the biggest mystery.” Her arm moved suddenly, and the leather slapped against his balls, sending a fiery shockwave up his cock.
He closed his eyes and rode the pleasure-pain to its crest. “No mystery.” He sighed as the rush receded. “I keep my thoughts to myself unless someone asks to hear them.”
“I’m asking you. I’m a scientist. Asking questions is what I do.” She stepped close to him and brushed her fingertips over his racing heartbeat. “Why do you want me to hurt you?”
The reasons ran deep, digging their insidious roots into his soul—what was left of it. “I had to harden my heart to carry out certain orders.” He flicked a glance toward his current commanding officer. “Not Austin’s.” Major Tucker had never ordered him to do anything he wouldn’t have done himself. “None of the men here know everything I’ve done.” And they never will. Secrets like his had to be kept even after the government crumbled into hell. “I want the pain because I’ve earned it.”
“Should I hit you again?” Indie stepped back, taking aim.
“Yes, ma’am.” The leather bit into his cock before he’d finished his sentence. Pain spiraled upward, chased by a stinging rush and a soothing stroke of her soft hand. God, yes.
“Again?”
He nodded, unable to speak. Tried to brace for the shock, but the slap came too quickly, staggering him. Jack struggled to stay upright, groping for Cody’s shoulder.
“You okay, man?” Cody gripped Jack’s arm, steadying him.
He nodded, breathing hard and slow. “I can take the pain.”
“You don’t have to.” Austin stepped between Jack and Indie. “I don’t know what you’ve done, but I know it wasn’t easy. You were following orders.” He glanced at Eli. “We’ve all been there.”
“What?” Jack blinked at his two fellow officers.
“You think you’re the only guy who’s done sketchy shit at the direction of the U.S. government?” Eli shrugged as if he carried out dubious tasks every day.
“I haven’t.” Cody genuinely appeared innocent for once in his life.
Austin backhanded him in the chest. “Shut up, Cody.”
The imp refused to be silenced. “All the questionable stunts I pulled were completely voluntary.”
“That, I believe.” Austin and Eli both rolled their eyes.
Indie ignored the men and slipped in front of Austin to focus her attention on Jack. “I’ll beat you, but only if you enjoy it.” She stroked her palm along his jawline. “Don’t think you have to suffer.”
“We’ve suffered enough.” Cody’s observation sobered the moment.
Jack considered his motivations. He’d allowed her to punish him because he thought he had to, but he hadn’t expected to like it. “I enjoy it.” He pressed his lips to her palm. “It hurts like a motherfucker, don’t get me wrong. But the rush afterward is worth it.” He drew in a shuddering breath that rattled his spine all the way down.
“Good.” Indie smiled, stepped back, and snapped the belt. “I can do this all night long. Can you?” Devilish merriment danced in her eyes.
“I can.” His cock rose to her challenge. “But I don’t want to—tonight.” No doubt this world would drive him to commit more acts that warranted punishment. “Now I want to feel something else.”
Her fingers fluttered over his chest. “What do you need to feel, Jack?”
Love. All too rare in his life. “You—soft and warm. Put that belt away and give me your tender touch.”
The belt slid from her hand, hitting the floor with a decided thud. She caressed his face again. “As you wish.”
Heat washed over him as he wrapped his arm around Indie’s waist and bent her back on the table, easing their bodies down while she touched her lips to his. The wood groaned under them, echoing the groan in Jack’s soul. God, he wanted to get inside her. Just him. The other guys could watch. Their tongues tangled, stoking the flames between them.
Indie curled her legs around his and dug her heels into his thighs, urging him closer, but he resisted even though his cock strained to close the gap between them. He was forgetting something. Slow this down and love her right. He slid within her embrace to kneel on the floor, kissing her warm, twisting body until he found her swollen bud and latched onto it.
“Oh yes, Jack.” She sighed and threaded her fingers in his hair, clutching while he licked her with leisurely strokes.
The sense that he was being watched unnerved Jack slightly. He usually did the watching from a secluded spot with a rifle aimed at an unsuspecting target. No one was pointing a weapon at him, however, and his audience made no effort to keep their presence a secret.
“Nice move.” Austin leaned his hip against the table, one hand on his undoubtedly stinging cock.
Eli stood beside the major, surveying the action with his arms crossed over his chest. “She needs to moan louder.”
Everyone’s a critic. Jack increased his tongue’s pace and slipped two fingers into her wet center, drawing a long, resounding groan from the woman spread before him.
“Better.” Eli still sounded unimpressed.
“You gotta make her come before you can fuck her.” Cody moved across the room then returned to slap his hand on the table.
Jack peered across Indie’s stomach and spotted the condom Cody had retrieved. He nodded his thanks without breaking contact with her sweet flesh. Why didn’t Eli give him points for that? He shoved the idiots out of his mind and filled his senses with his woman. Her sudden heat on his face. Her spicy taste on his tongue. Her frantic moans in his ears. Her musky scent telling him she was close to release. Indie’s flesh turned bright pink, and she ground against his mouth.
“Please,” she gasped.
He’d give her whatever she wanted. She never had to ask. He trapped her clit between his lips and flicked it with his tongue, making her back arch off the table and her toes curl into his ass while she cried out.
“Have mercy, Jack!”
He’d never shown mercy before, and he’d be damned if he started now. He nipped her quivering thigh, making her squeak.
“Well done.” Austin golf clapped.
“Not bad.” Eli added his applause.
Indie’s fingernails scored his shoulders. “Please. I need it now.”
Cody handed Jack the condom packet. “You better fuck her before she begs one of us to do it.”
“Like hell.” Jack snatched the shiny square from him and ripped it open.
She jerked on his hair, barely giving him time to roll the condom on. “Now, damn it.”
He tumbled forward with surprising accuracy. His covered erection glanced off her thigh and sank deep into her wet heat. They both groaned, curling around each other. The table quaked while he pounded into her. This thing’s not gonna hold. He slid back to brace his feet on the floor then grabbed Indie’s hips and pulled her across the slick wood to impale her again.
“Okay, that was impressive.” Eli clapped him on the shoulder.
Finally. Jack blotted the praise out of his mind and thrust without thinking. Sweat beaded down his chest, mingling on their meeting thighs. Sparks lit his cock from root to tip, and he f
ought to let the fuse sizzle a little longer. But Indie tightened around him, crying out while her hot, fast spasms pushed him to closer to the flashpoint.
A crack echoed in his ears, and his ass cheeks burned. “What the fuck?” He stumbled backward, the imminent explosion snuffed out as pain seared down his legs.
Cody grinned and held up the folded belt. “How’d you like that?”
“I didn’t!” He yanked the belt from Cody’s grasp and whipped it back at him. The leather wrapped around Cody’s thigh, making the young man yelp.
A different kind of heat ripped through Jack, fueling the desire for revenge. “I’m gonna beat your ass black and blue!”
“Oh, shit!” Cody darted behind Austin as Jack chased after him.
But Indie caught up with him first. “Get over here and take it like a man.” She snagged his arm and marched him over to face his punisher.
Jack wound the belt around his hand, hoping the cool leather would dampen his rage. “How could you even think I’d like that?”
“You liked it when Indie spanked you.” Cody crossed his arms over his chest and pouted.
“I knew it was coming.” Anticipation had fed his desire, but with no warning, the pain overrode the pleasure. “I was deep into Indie. On several levels. I had no idea you’d picked up the belt.”
“That was a sneaky move, man.” Austin shook his head.
“Not cool.” Eli disapproved as well. “You always need permission.”
Cody rolled his eyes, and Jack’s anger flared.
“You two hold him while I whip his butt.” Punishment now, repentance later.
Austin and Eli lunged for Cody, but he slipped between them and they collided, arms and legs tangling while he neatly evaded their attempt to restrain him.
“Whoa, sorry.” Austin pushed off Eli’s hips then raised his hands.
“He’s a slippery little fucker. No harm, no foul.” Eli patted him on the shoulder.
Austin shrugged, avoiding Eli’s gaze. “Contact happens.”
Cody snickered, and Jack arched an eyebrow at the familiar awkward encounter unfolding in front of them.
ELI
“Indeed.” Contact happened all the time, especially with four guys all jockeying to get inside Indie. Their accidental encounters were usually brief, incidental touches that ended as quickly as they started, barely noticeable. But this time, Austin’s cock had made a lingering drag along Eli’s abs, a curious sensation that reignited his desire to research further. Was that supposedly innocent stroke expressing a willingness to explore?
