Strip for Me (4 page)

But a sudden need to be with Rett overwhelmed him. He pushed through the door of the bathroom and stopped dead. Hamish watched as Rett stood, eyes closed, fingers to her clit as she massaged the pink nub. He swallowed hard.

“Needy, sweetness?” Hamish was on fire for her.

“Yes.” Rett’s eyes opened and locked on his.

That she wasn’t surprised to see him made Hamish start to remove his clothes. That she didn’t say stop made his heart beat with an emotion he wasn’t ready to name. “The senator was very pleased with you.”

“Senator? Yeah, that’d be right, and his wife is a psycho,” Rett responded as she watched his clothes drop to the floor. She removed her fingers from her clit. “What are you doing?”

“I need a shower.” Hamish, now naked, stepped in beside her.

“Move over.”

Rett didn’t move. “There’s not enough room.”

“We’ll have to move in close and tight then.” Hamish’s hands went to her hips as his eyes roamed her shiny, wet flesh. She was beautiful and luscious. He wanted to suck her full wet breasts, but he could see by the look in her eyes she had other, more urgent needs.

Hamish slipped his hand between her legs. He smiled when she sighed.

“Hamish.”

“Yes, sweetness?” His fingers rubbed her clit in a slow circle.

Rett closed her eyes. “I need…”

“What?” Anything she wanted he would give to her.

“I need to be filled by you.”

The last two words made his heart flip flop. “You will be, but first I need to do something else.” Hamish dropped to his knees and touched his tongue to her clit.

****

Rett grabbed his broad shoulders to avoid falling down as he licked her clit in a rapid, tongue-flicking motion. His fingers slid inside her and started a fast, thrusting pace.

“Oh, Hamish.” This was perfect. Rett had been so hot and needy after the session she had with the senator. Senator? Is there a deviant party?

She panted under the steady thrusts and licks of Hamish. The water still flowed, but Rett didn’t care. This was a man who understood the needs of women very well. He didn’t need to be told.

He acted. Every woman should have one. I want one. I want him. The thought made her jump. That was crazy. She and Hamish were just passing through each other’s lives. Or are we? Karma, while being a bitch, was also imponderable.

“Oh-h-h, Hamish.” Karmic thoughts flew out the window as she bore down on his fingers enjoying the orgasm. Rett had already been at the point of no return when he came into the bathroom. Seeing Hamish had been the final catalyst in coming. She grabbed at his hair and ground her pussy against his face. She was like a woman possessed. I will never get enough of Hamish. As Rett came she dropped forward over him and hugged him close.

“Sweetness?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m getting a cramp in my leg.”

“Oh, sorry.” Rett stood up and felt his fingers slip from her body, making her feel empty. She watched as he stood up. His hair-roughened body glistened under the streaming water. And his dick? It was full and high. And mine. “What about you?” Hamish tugged on his dick. “Don’t do that.”

He smiled. “Why not?”

“I should do that.” Her hands reached out to circle his shaft.

“Be my guest, sweetness.”

It was her turn to drop to her knees, and Rett did so willingly.

She licked and teased his dick, her tongue running back and forth over the sensitive flesh underneath. His primal sound of satisfaction made her suck him inside, deep-throating the length of him inside her mouth.

“Oh, sweetness.” Hamish’s fingers threaded through her wet hair. “You have to stop. I’m going to come and I don’t have a condom.”

“I want to taste you on my tongue.”

His body jerked at her words. “Are you sure?”

“Oh yes. You taste so much nicer than strawberries.” Rett swallowed the head of his dick before he could question that. She knew how to make a man come. Good, solid sucking, not too hard and not too soft as she ran one hand back and forth in a milking action over his shaft.

“Sweetness?”

Rett, mouth full of cock, looked up into his eyes. What she saw made her heart beat faster. There was pleasure and lust and something else. Was it longing? She had no time to dwell on it further as warm, milking cum flooded her mouth. Rett swallowed it down as she stroked his shaft gently.

****

Amelia had been shocked to see them together in the shower.

She had pushed open the bathroom door to go inside to clean, but she stayed to watch them, peering through the crack of the door. It was not sexual perversion. Amelia wanted to find out anything she could use against Hamish Clark to bring him down. She smiled when he called the woman sweetness. That indicated a level of caring and it surprised Amelia. Clearly, this was not some whore he was fucking.

Hamish Clark liked her. Maybe loved her.

“She’s his weakness.” Amelia could tell by the look in his eyes. This was not just lust.

Amelia grimaced in distaste as the woman dropped to her knees and sucked his bare cock inside her mouth. It was so base and primal, yet, it did excite Amelia. There was something about this pair that made her wonder. They looked like they belonged together. A pang of jealousy tore through Amelia. She shook herself. I have no time to fulfill foolish needs. Amelia had to avenge her sister, and now she had the means to do it.

* * * *

“There are three men who have some needs they want fulfilled,” Hamish explained as they dried off together. “They’re into domination.”

“Whip me, beat me stuff?” Rett wasn’t sure she could do that.

There was a limit to how far she would allow herself to be led.

“No, more like you’re tied down and you have no choice in what they do to you.”

Rett shivered. Three men. In charge of her body for their own pleasure? She’d be lying if she said that didn’t turn her on.

“They’ll pay good money.”

That brought Rett back to the reality of the situation. While kinky sex was fun, the bottom line was the pursuit of money and that was what she needed to focus on. She had to get herself solvent once more. Rett had forgotten that due to the rush of sex she had been enjoying. Thoughts of the temporary home she had only looked inside once at the trailer park sprung into her mind. She had limited money and needed somewhere to stay. If she earned more pandering to the whims of others, then at least tawdry trailer parks would not feature in her future.

Rett looked at Hamish. He had been the hidden bonus to the dilemma she found herself in. Hamish made it worthwhile. But he wasn’t a normal part of her life. Nothing in Resort City was. To be reminded this wasn’t her reality made Rett look to Hamish with new eyes. How am I going to leave him behind? Uh oh.

“What?”

“Nothing.” A wild idea struck her in the heart. I think I love Hamish. How is that possible so fast? Or am I just in love with sex?

“You looked stunned. Are you’re okay?”

The concern in his eyes touched her deeply. How dumb would I look proclaiming to Hamish that I think I may possibly be a tad in love with him after a day of random sex with him and others and how do you feel about that? Could a relationship be built on such non-illustrious beginnings? “So, there are three men?” Focus, woman.

Money I understand. Emotions I’ll think about later.

Hamish nodded. “Yes, they like to take the same woman at the same time.”

“Like fuck buddies?”

“Yes. And all three men know the rules. Condoms will be worn and no one is to come in your mouth.”

They both looked at each other. Hamish had, but that was different. That thought made her jump. It confirmed Rett’s suspicions.

Yep, I’ve fallen in love with Hamish.

****

The nipple clamps hurt like hell. They were tight and metallic and nowhere the turn on Rett thought they would be. But neither man seemed to care that Rett was in pain. They had an agenda and Rett was merely a live toy for them to play with. She lay naked on a hard, wooden bench, her ankles spread wide apart and tied so she couldn’t move them. With her wrists bound tight over her head, her body was on display for them to use however they chose.

One man leaned in and looked in her eyes. “You belong to us.

You are our fuck toy. You are to call each of us sir.”

Rett had never called any man sir before and the thought of doing so now grated, but she had allowed this to happen, so she had to go along with it. “Yes.”

The man pulled on her nipple clamp. “Yes what?”

Holy fuck! He pulled again. Her nipple stretched out alarmingly. “Yes, sir,” she gritted out between clenched teeth. Note to self. Never use nipple clamps again. The pull of gravity was hard enough to deal with.

“Good.” He pulled on the other nipple clamp. Her body strained upward to deflect some of the pain. “We’re going to use you for our pleasure and you will enjoy it.”

I doubt it if this is the preliminary. But to avoid more nipple cripple, Rett chanted what they expected to hear. “Yes, sir.”

“Do you want us to use you, fuck toy?”

Okay, so these are control freaks who needed a captive woman to get off on. It takes all kinds. “Yes, sir, please fuck me.”

“Don’t tell us what to do.” A second man moved between her legs and slapped his hand down on her pussy.

The sting of it made Rett squeal. He unzipped his trousers and his cock jumped out. Bloody hell! He’s huge. The thought of it going inside her appalled and fascinated Rett. She had never had a dick so large between her legs.

“You want this, fuck toy?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I like to fuck a woman hard and fast.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Beg me to suck your clit.” His finger jabbed inside her vagina.

Rett arched up. “Please, sir, suck my clit. I need your tongue in my cunt.”

“You’re a dirty girl,” He pushed his finger in and out, his eyes locked with hers.

“Yes, sir. I’m a dirty girl.”

The third man moved to her other side. His exposed cock was already covered with a condom and he tugged on it. “I know sluts like you enjoy sucking cock.”

Rett almost said, “I’m not a slut,” but it was a moot point at the moment. “Yes, sir.”

He pushed his cock to her lips running it over them. “Suck me.”

She didn’t get the ‘yes, sir’ out as his dick forced between her lips. The man at her breast still pulled on the nipple clamps, but they didn’t hurt as much. When the second man’s mouth covered her cunt, Rett grunted around the cock at her lips. She had been sucked and licked before, but this man devoured and ravaged as if he was starving. It was painful yet intensely erotic. He ate her as if he couldn’t get enough. Her legs shook as she tried to concentrate on the dick in her mouth.

“My turn,” announced the man at her breasts.

“But I’m not finished,” his companion complained.

“Too bad.” He pushed his friend away and then forced his dick between her lips.

The third man, whose cock was shiny and wet from her mouth, climbed up on the table and straddled his legs on either side of her body. With a breast in each hand, he jammed his dick in between and fucked the mounds of flesh. He grunted in satisfaction.

The hot friction between her breasts and the tongue that was now shoved up inside her cunt was driving Rett mad. She sucked the man in her mouth with renewed passion.

The man between her legs stood up, his mouth wet from her juices. “I’m going to fuck you now and you will thank me for doing so.”

If Rett had wondered before how the length of him could fit inside her, she wondered no longer. He burrowed straight in pushing up to the hilt. She felt stretched and overcome by the force of his cock. It was too much and yet not enough. Rett closed her eyes for a moment to get used to it. She opened them when he slapped her hard several times on the butterfly tattoo.”

“Thank me, slut.”

The cock slid from her mouth. “Thank you, sir, for fucking me.” Rett’s body jerked with each long, hard thrust. She could almost feel him up to her stomach. His actions, however, didn’t dislodge the man at her breasts. He merely stopped for a moment, pulled off his condom, and once more sandwiched his cock between her breasts.

When a large finger was shoved in her anus Rett shrieked.

“Suck me, fuck toy.” The first man forced his cock between her lips again.

They were using her for their own pleasure. It was so wrong, yet Rett also felt a strange sense of carnal rightness about it. To give into raw need was a powerful thing. She was, indeed, their fuck toy.

Rett looked at the man who humped her breasts. They were red from his frantic pace and she knew he would come over her soon. She squirmed under the pounding pace of cock and the finger up her ass.

She wanted her clit teased, but no one seemed to care about what she wanted. The man at her mouth removed his cock and shoved his balls inside.

“Arrrgggh!” Cum spewed on her breasts and shoulders as the man who straddled her came. He pulled on her nipple clamps A wild thrill of excitement shot through Rett. So that’s the point of them. The pace inside her cunt quickened. He rammed her hard, driving home his needs within her. As he came, he slapped her clit several times, the reverberations making her come. She gagged on the balls in her mouth.

The man withdrew his cock and took the place of his friend between her legs. “Tell me to fuck you and that one cock is never enough.”

What Hamish was thinking about this Rett couldn’t imagine.

She was being used of her own free will and enjoying it. “I need you to fuck me, sir, and I want as many cocks as possible inside me.” Rett groaned as he forced his way inside. It was wild and fierce and she jerked her hips up to meet every thrust. The other two men removed the nipple clamps and bent down to suck the swollen tips. Clearly, another man’s cum was no distraction to them.

When the man between her legs came, he fell forward, his tongue licking her tatt as his hands gripped her hips for one last thrust.

When they were finished, Rett lay like a limp ragdoll. Her body was sore and hot and replete.

“Who do you belong to, fuck toy?” One of them asked.

“Only to me.”