Melt (Hidden Pleasures, #3) (2 page)

He moved away again, and dragged the sheet up off her legs. Did he really just play with her tits?

He did. She didn’t know if she wanted to do anything about it though. Warmth encapsulated her thigh, and she wanted to purr. The bare, shaved lips of her pussy were only just covered by the sheet. Could he see her cunt? Did he like it? Maybe she should shift so that he got a good look....

A giggle welled up at the nature of her wayward thoughts. Oh, Luis would probably give her that spanking he’d kept threatening her with if she did that. The man moved to her other leg, and this time he ran his hand down the crease where her thigh and groin met, his pinky  and third finger pressed to her pussy lips.

She gasped and shifted away.

“Shhh....” He placed one hand on her abdomen, over her belly button, and parted her pussy lips with the other hand. With two fingers, he pinched her clit, and smeared her juices around her lips.

This was so wrong. A stranger. Her masseuse, fingering her. She had to stop him. He made a slow circle across her clit, just the way she liked, and she got even wetter.

No, nononono. This was wrong. Gavin and Luis would be furious with her, hurt even. She scooted back in a quick jerk and sat up.

A tall, dark haired Latino stood at her side. His shirt hung from the hook next to her robe on the wall. His deep, chocolate brown eyes held laughter and arousal.

“Luis!”

He grinned, a crooked smile she’d only seen once or twice in the few weeks they’d been fucking. Or dating. Dominating and submitting? She didn’t know quite what to call it.

He leaned over her, captured her face in both hands, and shoved his tongue into her mouth. The onslaught of the move surprised her, he overwhelmed and claimed, branded her with the kiss. She relaxed into him, clutched his hair and tried to keep up with him.

Electric sparks lit her up, sent tingles to her toes and set her pussy on fire. She ached for him, arched into his torso and grappled with the tangled sheet.

Luis broke away, bit her lip, and tunneled three fingers between her thighs and straight into her cunt. “We’ll talk later about you letting someone you thought was a stranger touch your pussy.”

“But—”

“No buts.” He thrust into her, hard, stretched her grasping muscles. “You’re getting a spanking for letting another man touch your pussy without my or Gavin’s permission. But right now, we’re going to fuck. Because I need your pussy around my cock. I need to cum, and only your cunt will work for me. I tried jacking off and it wasn’t enough.”

She swallowed hard, apprehension, fear, and a twinge of excitement burning through her. He needed her. “Here?”

“Yes here.” He took his fingers away and sucked her pussy juices off them. “Get down and bend over the table.”

“But—”

“Ronnie, I’ll spank you here. What do you address me as?” The muscles in his face settled into what she secretly thought of as his “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t see and maybe you’ll cry” face. She knew that face. He meant business.

Her entire cunt swelled and pulsated in time to her heartbeat. The cold tile floor sent a shock up through the soles of her feet, and she put her elbows on the table. “Sir. I address you as Sir.”

“Good girl. I’m still going to give you a few swift smacks, so that you have an idea of what your punishment will be later tonight.” The ticking of his zipper sounded, and the swoosh of his dress pants dropping filled the air.

A gush of wetness flowed out of her, her anticipation so high she could barely hold still.

He struck her left ass cheek, then her right. The skin stung, but it didn’t hurt. Two more smacks, one on each cheek. Warmth spread into her muscles, and she fidgeted. The skin of his palm settled on her lower back, and he pressed down on her.

Another stinging slap to each cheek. She whimpered and shuffled. Prickles of pain spread into her ass. Two more. These hurt, and tears traced over her cheeks.

“Ow. Stop.”

“Hush. You have two more coming to you. Hold still or I’ll make it six more.”

She ground her face into the table, worried that the salon staff would come in at any second. How red was her ass? The next two blows drew a cry from her, and tears tracked down her cheeks.

“You should see your ass. It’s so nice and red right now.” He poured massage oil into his palms and rubbed it into the pained flesh. “Your orgasms belong to me and Gavin. You belong to us. You knew better than to let a stranger touch you that way.”

Arguing that it was her first massage wouldn’t help. She should have opened her eyes the second she’d felt fingers near her pussy and she knew it. Perhaps she’d known it was Luis on some deep level.

Or maybe she’d wanted to get in trouble. He’d smacked her ass the last time they’d fucked, and she’d wanted more. When Gavin was breaching her virgin ass with his dick, she’d cried and begged for them to stop, but they hadn’t because she hadn’t used her safe word. She’d wanted to; Gavin’s big, thick dick hurt her tight asshole.

But deep down she’d liked the pain. It turned into pleasure, made everything hyper-realistic and
more.

“I’m sorry Sir.” The pain in her ass became pleasure as he rubbed and fondled her ass cheeks.

The hair on his thighs tickled hers as he moved up close. The head of his dick brushed over her clit, and he positioned himself at her greedy channel. “Now, I’m going to fuck you good and hard to remind you who owns this cunt. And you’re going to take it. Every damn inch of my dick ‘til I’m balls deep inside you.”

The anger in his tone scared her, but not because she thought he’d truly harm her. Something else must be bothering him than the massage. The whole set up was a dominance game, after all.

And then he shoved his entire cock into her, balls deep in one hard forward lunge, and she couldn’t think about anything. Breathing took all her concentration as her pussy tried to stretch around him.

He canted back and then in again, the slap of their bodies all she could hear. Each breath left her on a gasp, and she clutched the table with both hands. His fingers burrowed into her hips, balls slapping her clit.

“That’s right, take my cock. Your greedy little pussy is clutching at me, I fucking love it. This is my pussy. I share it with Gavin and no one else. You understand? You’re ours.” He grabbed her head and yanked her up by the hair, craned her neck until she met his eyes. Impaled by his dick, she couldn’t move, her tummy pressed tight to the table. “Answer me.”

“Yes Sir.” The harsh lines on his face spoke of a bone deep anger, but his eyes held a well of fear. Something was really wrong, and if fucking her brains out would help, she’d gladly let him. “It’s okay Sir.”

He growled and shoved her down, pounding into her pussy so hard she saw stars. She bit her tongue  and lips to keep from crying out, the fucking hurt, and pain spread from her pussy to her ass in a blinding circle. She couldn’t take much more.

“Sir. Please. Luis—” Her safe word was right there, about to explode from her lips.

In a sudden move, he withdrew, dropped to his knees, and licked her from her clit to her sore entrance. He lapped at her in long, smooth strokes, teasing and circling her clit. He slid two fingers, then three into her pussy and licked her. Orgasm coiled in her belly, and she exploded, her legs wobbled and she nearly fell.

Luis stood, wrapped his arms around her tummy, and laid his chest on her back. His erect cock prodded at her. “I’m sorry Ronnie. I...I lost control for a few minutes.”

“It’s okay Sir.” They stayed like that way until they regained the ability to breathe normally.

He straightened and slid his dick into her pussy, slow, easy, her cum making the slide smooth. “Fuck. So tight. Even right after you come.”

“Mmmm...that feels so good.” She rolled her hips in a slow circle. “A little harder. Please Sir.”

A strangled groan met her ears and she grinned. He held her still with both hands and started to fuck her with a steady pace.

“More, please, Sir. I like it when your balls slap my clit.”

He ground his groin into her, and yanked her hips back to meet his thrusts. “Shit. Your cunt is like a damned fist on my dick.”

“Yes. Like that. Like that. Oh God...oh my fucking...Sir,” she came again, her cum bathing his cock.

“I love seeing your cum all over my dick.” He moved faster, fucked her harder, and held her ass tight to his groin as he shot his load into her pussy.

They stayed joined together, trying to catch their breath. Finally he stepped away, fixed his pants, retrieved a towel, and wet it in a sink in the corner.

For the first time, he didn’t look her in the eye. He concentrated on bathing between her thighs. “I’m sorry about what I did. I was too rough.”

“I kinda like rough.” She made her tone light and teasing, but he frowned harder.

“You should have safe worded. Never be ashamed to say stop if you are in true pain that doesn’t feel good to you Ronnie. I was not a good Dom to you, doing that.” He put the towel down on the table and hugged her in close. Air swooshed past his lips and he spoke in a rush. “I was married to a woman who cheated on me. She got pregnant and had an abortion. I’ll never know whose child it was. And I guess I’m saying this to you because...I’m falling in love with you. And the thought of someone else with their hands on you makes me fucking crazy.”

Shock hit her in the gut. Love? They barely knew each other. Yet she’d just had sex with him, loud sex, in a spa room. Why else would she do that, unless she loved the man?

“I’m sorry. I can’t imagine a woman doing something like that. I’m falling in love with you too.” She had to look away from the joy in his expression. If they were being honest about their feelings, she had to admit how she felt about Gavin as well. “But...I don’t want to not see Gavin anymore. I...I have feelings for him too. And it’s all very confusing and weird, ‘cause you’re only supposed to love one person, right?”

He kissed her then, a kiss so sweet and full of emotion, she didn’t want it to end. “I don’t think so. I think you love who you love. And Gavin’s my best friend. I can’t imagine my life without him in it.”

The hard planes of his chest were a siren song to her fingers, and she traced a circle around his nipple. “So...am I still in trouble?”

“Oh. You bet your sweet ass.” He bit her ear and licked the sting away. “I’m going to spank you. And then Gavin and I are going to have fun fucking your mouth, your ass, your pussy...in fact, I think I’m going to get some toys out. Don’t think I didn’t see that vibrator on your bed the first time I fucked you.”

Excitement ramped her blood pressure up and her nipples hardened. “Oh boy.”

He got her robe down and helped her into it. As she did the belt up, he buttoned his shirt. “Go take a shower, and by the time you’re out Gavin will be here to pick you up.”

“Okay.” A deep blush set her face on fire. He was leaving her here alone with all these people who probably heard them fucking.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I know the owner of this place. You’re in a special section of the spa reserved for our kind of games.” He slid his hand into her robe and palmed her breast. Their mouths connected, and he sucked on her tongue. “I have to go back to the club for awhile, but I’ll be home in time for dinner.”

“Oh.” Relieved, she slid the flip-flops she’d been given for her manicure back on. “You live with Gavin?”

“Yep. Have since my divorce. I only moved out because my wife insisted on us having our own place. I should have known when she didn’t want to be with Gavin as well it would never work out. I thought she’d change her mind.” He opened the door and waited for her.

She fussed with his hair until it was sexily mussed up and kissed his cheek. “I think your ex is insane.”

A dimple appeared in his cheek and he smacked her butt. “I do too. Go shower.”

She set off down the hall, marveling at her good fortune. Two sexy, gorgeous men who wanted her. Luis said he was falling in love with her. Her ass and pussy were sore in the most delicious, tight, warm, swollen way.

She hoped Gavin returned her feelings for him as well.

R
onnie perched on a bar stool at the granite countertop bar, watching him chop vegetables for shish kabobs. Gavin kept his attention on the task before him. She surreptitiously snuck peeks around the room when she thought he wouldn’t notice. Tension thrummed through her. Normally he’d go over and reassure her, but today his own nerves had him too on edge to do it.

The early evening light cast deep auburn highlights in her red hair, and the freckles on her cheeks and the bridge of her nose stood out on her pale skin. She was beautiful. His hands ached, and his dick throbbed. Luis had been to see her at the spa. Normally he wouldn’t get jealous about it, but today he definitely was.

He’d been stuck in the office again all day, and he wanted a blow job so bad he didn’t want to wait for Luis. But then he caught her tracing the veins in the stone counter with her fingertip and his hard on softened.

He’d lost more than one woman because of his money. Everything about her told him she was different, but he didn’t want to be wrong.

“So...Luis said you guys live together. This place is a lot cleaner than I’ve ever seen two bachelors manage.” She coiled her hair around her fist and let it fall free.

“Well, I’m cleaner than he is, for sure. His bathroom gets pretty gnarly.” Peppers and onions slid onto a wooden skewer as she laughed at his comment. He took a deep breath. “We both grew up without much, so I think we’re better about taking care of our stuff. It takes a lot of focus to run a business, and it spills over into everyday life. Worked hard to get where we are, not gonna fuck it up by living in a pig sty.”

“Oh. That’s pretty awesome. Knowing what you want to do that way. I’m still pretty lost.”

The bottles in the door of the fridge clinked and clacked together. The marinade he wanted had been on the right hand side, but it was gone. He rooted around and finally found it buried behind some of Luis’s protein shakes. “Well, you graduated what, six months ago? Have you applied to grad school?”