Lighting a Flame [Sequel to Playing with Fire] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Serenity Snow

  “My eyes are up here, sub,” Vinessa drawled.

  Marika tore her gaze from Vinessa’s décolletage guiltily and met her gaze quickly. “Hello, Lady Vinessa. Yes. I’d like a drink.”

  “I’m surprised to see you here, Marika,” Vinessa said.

  “I’m here with a friend,” she answered, not looking her directly in the eyes as Vinessa signaled for the waitress, who was clad in a very short black dress.

  “You look sexy tonight, baby,” Vinessa murmured. “What are you doing here?”

  “Lady Vinessa.” The waitress stopped at the café-style table with its high stools on carpeted floor.

  “A beer for me and whatever the girl’s having,” Vinessa ordered.

  “Soda.” She climbed onto a stool. “I’m here hanging out with my friend Dallas,” she said. “Just a girls’ night out.”

  “I see,” Vinessa said.

  Before she could reply, Dallas joined them, giving Vinessa a curious stare before lowering her gaze.

  “Can’t leave you alone,” Dallas said, giving her friend a grin.

  “Introduce me to your friend, Marika,” Vinessa commanded.

  “Lady Vinessa, this is my friend Dallas.” Marika was quick in her compliance. “Dallas, Lady Vinessa.”

  “Nice to meet you, Lady Vinessa,” Dallas answered, keeping her head down. “Nice boots.”

  “Thank you.” Vinessa gave her a smile. “Are you two seeing each other?”

  Dallas laughed and looked up, but didn’t meet Vinessa’s eyes. “No. We’re just best friends.”

  “Good.”

  The waitress arrived with their drinks. Vinessa paid her. “Drink, Dallas?”

  “No, Lady, thank you,” she said cordially. “I was just coming to tell Marika I was leaving with someone.”

  Marika frowned. “Dallas, don’t, okay?” she said, turning to her friend and gripping her arm.

  Dallas sighed. “I’ll call you. Nice to meet you, Lady Vinessa.” She turned and strode away.

  “Damn it,” Marika muttered, shaking her head.

  “What’s that about?” Vinessa asked, taking a sip of her beer, leaning against the side of the table and peering at Marika.

  Marika kept her eyes on Vinessa’s slim nose as she blew out a breath. “Her lover is married.”

  “To a man?”

  “Yes.” She shook her head. “I think she’s just using Dallas, but Dallas doesn’t.”

  Vinessa stroked Marika’s bare arm. “All you can do is be there for her, Marika.”

  “I know,” she said huskily as her body began to respond to this sexy woman staring at her.

  Vinessa set her beer on the table. “How’s Lucas?” she asked.

  “He’s okay.”

  “So, why are you here in a club full of lesbians dressed like you want to fuck?” She dropped her gaze to the dress that barely reached Marika’s knees.

  “I’m here unwinding,” she protested.

  “Really?” Vinessa demanded softly, and stroked her hand over Marika’s ankle and up to her knee. “You’re not here to play?” She pushed her hand beneath the helm of Marika’s dress and caressed her thigh.

  “No,” she insisted.

  Vinessa glided her hand up higher and slipped it easily between Marika’s legs. “Tell me you didn’t come here for some woman to play with this.” She cupped her sex. “Tell me you don’t want me to make you come like you’re my bitch.”

  Marika’s breath caught. Damn her. She didn’t come here looking for anything, but with Vinessa right here, right now, she wanted her as much as she’d ever wanted Lucas. “I didn’t come here looking for anything,” she said huskily.

  Vinessa withdrew her hand, gripped Marika’s hips, and jerked her to the edge of the stool. “I like Lucas, but it’s obvious you need a little more than he can give you. So, do you want to go upstairs?”

  Chapter Four

  Guilt stung her like a bee as Vinessa stepped back. Marika slid to her feet, knowing she wasn’t going to do what she ought to for once in her life.

  She was going to do the wrong thing. She was going to do what she wanted, and in that moment, Lucas was nothing more than a fleeting thought.

  Vinessa took her arm and led her from the main room as the music started back up. Out in the corridor, she guided her over the tile floor to the opposite end of the club and up a short flight of stairs. The carpet muffled their footsteps and the pendulum lights grew dimmer on them, as if subtly defining the playroom space from the common areas that glowed with sexual energy.

  Vinessa removed a ring of keys from her pocket, unlocked the door, and motioned Marika in ahead of her. She turned on the lights and Marika quickly glanced around the room, taking in the full-size bed, and the dark wood nightstand next to it. Across the room, a built-in shelving unit held several items. Paddles and whips were hung on hooks next to it.

  Marika’s breath caught. Her heart beat faster, and hunger lit through her. She could hear the rustle of Vinessa coming up behind her.

  “I don’t care about your boyfriend,” she said in Marika’s ear. “All I care about is this.” Her arms went around Marika’s waist, and her hands glided up to cup her breasts. At the same time, Vinessa’s lips brushed along the curve of Marika’s neck to her ear. “You’re hot, Marika, but I’m going to make you burn.” She bit Marika’s earlobe and squeezed her firm breasts.

  Her heart sped up, and her juices flowed to dampen her panties.

  “No stopping,” Vinessa told her as one hand glided down Marika’s side to push beneath the skirt of her dress and she rubbed her cloth-covered pussy lips. “Now is the time to use that safe word if you don’t want this to happen,” she whispered. “What is it, pretty baby?”

  “Red for stop,” she said on a moan as fingers pressed against her clit. “Green is for go.”

  “We won’t be slowing down once we get started, so do you want to stop?”

  She should say yes and run out of here as if the devil were after her, but desire was a lit coil in her belly, eager to be turned up. “Green.”

  Vinessa’s sexy chuckle stroked down her body, making her wetter. “Hard limits?” Vinessa asked as her fingers slipped past the waistband of Marika’s panties and stroked down the slit of her pussy. “Your kitty cat is leaking like a faucet.”

  Marika groaned as a fingertip slipped inside her. Vinessa teased her with a thrust deeper inside her as her thumb circled around the clit. “Oh, yes.” She panted.

  “Tight little pussy is begging for a good fucking,” Vinessa murmured, and then withdrew her finger and slapped the plump lips.

  A kiss of pleasure whispered over her and Marika gasped.

  “Answer my question, Marika,” Vinessa ordered. “What are your hard limits?”

  “No blindfolds, no fire, no wax, and no knives.”

  Vinessa bit the back of her neck as she pushed her finger back into the tight, wet depths of Marika’s pussy. Her hips jerked as Vinessa pushed her finger in a little deeper. She tightened on it and Vinessa whacked her hip.

  “I didn’t give you permission to clench, but I’m glad you’re ready to play,” Vinessa whispered. She drew her finger out.

  Marika threw a look to the wall and the paddles and whips. She shivered in excitement. She was hungry for the pain that would be pure pleasure.

  “Undress for me, Mari,” she commanded. “I want you bare to my whip.”

  She liked the sting of a whip. The ribbons on her skin always made her hotter and hungrier.

  Marika quickly undressed, casting her clothing onto a chair across the room.

  “Face the table, pretty.”

  She did, and felt Vinessa’s hands caressing over her back and down to cup her ass. The firm globes were squeezed and then swatted lightly. She swallowed as heat dragged its hand over her. Her clit tingled, and her pussy clenched as it moistened a little more, as adrenaline rushed through her.

  “You have a tight little ass, Marika.” Vinessa swatted her harder.


  Marika gasped as the sting whispered through her. Another swat landed on her ass, and the burn of it drew a groan from her lips. Vinessa smoothed a hand over her butt and then landed another heavy tap.

  “Did you come here because you wanted to be fucked by a woman tonight?”

  “Yes, Lady.” She grimaced as the ribbons of the whip landed on her right buttock, stinging through her, making her clit throb. Her voice was thick with lust from the building pleasure.

  Another tap followed another, and Marika closed her eyes as the ribbons cut across her skin in bliss. Vinessa smoothed a hand over Marika’s ass and landed a heavy tap with her hand on the reddening flesh.

  Another thwack and Marika cried out as pain and pleasure blended into one to become a heady sensation that slithered through her. The next lash was to her back, sending her deeper into sub-space. “Feels good, Lady Vinessa.” She was going slowly insane from the delicious pleasure wreaking havoc on her system.

  “You like being whipped, little bitch?”

  “Yes.” She panted as another lash landed across her back. She liked that a lot. It made her pussy weep harder and her womb clench. Her clit was a swollen, throbbing button of hot need that begged for attention. She reached down to touch herself, and her reward was a harder lash across her ass that almost made her come. “Fuck.”

  “No touching that little pleasure button, baby,” Vinessa said harshly as she buried her free hand in Marika’s hair and tugged her head back. “That’s for my touch only.”

  “Yes, Lady Vinessa.”

  Vinessa pushed Marika’s arms up above her head in the air. “Hold them still, Marika.”

  Marika stayed as still as she could, and merely seconds later heard a rustle behind her. She wondered what Vinessa was doing as her body burned for more attention. She found out moments later as fur-lined cuffs were snapped around her wrists and a tether was used to secure her to an eye hook protruding from higher up on the wall. She tugged the cuffs, finding her hands firmly restrained close to the wall.

  Excitement caused her to pant hard. Her heart raced and a cry fell from her lips as a heavy tap fell on her ass, and then another. She had little time to fully react before the whip landed on her back and then her ass.

  She whimpered as the rapture started again. The whip was a stinging tool, bringing her a burst of pain. Vinessa’s hand was the wicked weapon behind the tool, pushing her mind to that place of utter bliss with each lash she delivered across her burning flesh.

  “You like that as much as I do, don’t you, baby?” She punctuated her words with a hard strike with the whip and Marika groaned.

  “I like it so much, Lady Vinessa. I hope it pleases you to hit me again.”

  Vinessa did just that. She landed one blow and then another before using her hand on Marika’s ass to tap out a stinging tattoo that had Marika mewling in pleasure.

  “Oh, fuck. Yesss!” She screamed as fire burned through her ass. Her nipples were hard beads and her pussy coated her thighs with its sticky juices. Her head fell forward as she savored the pain.

  The next tap with the whip, and her mind was sinking deeper into a haze where pleasure and pain were cousins that made her ache to be fucked.

  “You’re such a good girl, Marika,” Vinessa murmured, and stroked a vibrator over Marika’s clit that made her gasp.

  “Ohh.” She caught her breath.

  “Feels good?”

  “Shit!” She screamed as the high-speed vibration strummed her clit, sending her into a wild need to explode. She moved her hips, trying to grind against it, trying to get just enough pressure against her clit to push her over. “Oh, yeah! I need to come so bad!” She screamed and then whimpered as the sharp caress against her clit faded.

  Vinessa turned the motor down and chuckled. “Not yet, sweet thing.” She used the little toy to circle Marika’s clit. “I want you to come from my fucking you.”

  “Yes, please. Fuck me. Fuck me so good,” she begged desperately. She wailed as the weak vibration kept her orgasm just out of reach and pushed her need higher.

  Vinessa slapped her ass, and then Marika heard the rustling of something behind her and the rending of foil paper. Then, Vinessa slapped her ass again and again, dragging Marika back to that high that had her body roaring like a tornado.

  “Lady Vinessa, please!” she begged.

  “Please what, little bitch?”

  “Fuck me.” She groaned as a dildo nudged at the folds of her pussy from behind. “Yes.”

  “Yes? You want me? You want me to push this dick inside you and take your tight little pussy?”

  “Yes. I want you inside me,” she begged. She’d keep begging until she was coming.

  Vinessa pushed into her heated channel, filling her quickly. She kissed the side of Marika’s neck before she cupped her breasts. “Does my dick feel good?”

  Vinessa twisted her nipples between her fingers and a cry was torn from Marika. “Your dick is driving me crazy,” she cried. “It’s sweet torture.”

  Vinessa glided her hands down to grip Marika’s hips. She drew the realistic and vein-rich dick almost all the way out and thrust back into the slick depths. “Your pussy is so wet it’s sucking my dick right in.”

  She caught her bottom lip between her teeth. “You’re making me feel so good.”

  Vinessa set up an easy rhythm that had them both moaning.

  Marika pushed her hips back, meeting Vinessa thrust for thrust and enjoying every second. Vinessa’s thrusts became harder, deeper with each movement of her hips. Marika’s body was ablaze, and her mind too hazed over to think.

  “Oh, baby.” Vinessa’s hot breath brushed Marika’s neck as she nuzzled her while the fingers of one hand played with her clit and the other pinched her nipple hard.

  She was going to combust into pure white-hot ash and die a happy woman.

  A hard tap to her clit sent Marika flying, screaming out her lover’s name as her release rushed over her.

  * * * *

  Vinessa released Marika’s bonds, and her limp body fell into Vinessa’s arms. Her breathing was harsh and Marika’s was uneven as well. Vinessa lifted her and carried her to the bed. Placing her gently on the mattress, Vinessa stared at her.

  Marika reached for her and Vinessa bent to her, kissing her. Marika moaned as their tongues tangled. “You’re so good I could cry.”

  Vinessa smiled. “I’m sure your boyfriend wouldn’t be too happy to hear that.”

  Marika sighed as Vinessa left the room and returned with a warm cloth. She let Vinessa clean her up, enjoying being taken care of. Vinessa finished and left her alone for a moment.

  “What’s wrong, Mari?” Vinessa asked after stepping back into the room with her pants closed. Marika tracked her movements as she strode to the bed.

  “Just thinking,” she said. She’d secretly dated a few girls in high school. She’d struggled to understand her bisexuality in the face of the traditional roles in her family. Her mother, with her conservative beliefs, was convinced her being bisexual was deviant. All she needed was the right boy. Men were the only way she could have a happy and fulfilled life.

  Why wasn’t she happy with only Lucas? Why did she still want Vinessa? No. It was more like an aching need that wouldn’t stop and sex had only intensified it.

  “Regrets?” Vinessa asked, looking down at her.

  “The only real regret I have is that Lucas wasn’t here to enjoy this with us,” she murmured. She’d seen the look on his face last night. No matter how much he denied it, he had been as aroused as she had. “Is it stupid to want you both?”

  “No,” Vinessa answered, stroking Marika’s stomach. “Lucas seems like a very virile man.”

  “He’s a great lover, but so are you,” she admitted softly. Marika shifted on the bed. “I’m not confused. I just feel like it would be so good if the three of us could be lovers.”

  “I’m not opposed to it,” Vinessa told her. “Talk to Lucas. Maybe he’ll agree.”

/>   “He won’t,” she said with an edge of anger in her voice. He wanted her to be happy, but he wasn’t doing much to help that along right now. He left her alone too much, and he didn’t touch her enough anymore. Her lips pulled into a hard line. “ He’ll see my suggestion as blasphemous.”

  Vinessa snorted. “I think you’re being a bit dramatic, baby.”

  “Maybe.” She caressed Vinessa’s thigh. In contrast to Lucas, she was so soft. Vinessa’s skin was a warm beacon that drew Marika’s fingers up to her hip. “Lucas works so much. We don’t see each other enough anymore,” she murmured.

  “That’s why you’re here? Looking for companionship?” Vinessa climbed onto the bed and Marika sat up to face her.

  “Dallas asked me to come with her,” she murmured. “I’ve never cheated on Lucas until now. I’ve never even thought about it until you.”

  I’m sorry.” Vinessa glided her fingers over Marika’s jaw. “I didn’t mean to tempt you.”

  Marika sighed roughly. “I don’t think it’s your fault you’re so beautiful that I can’t take my eyes off you.”

  Vinessa gave her a faint smile. “I owe that to my parents.” She leaned down to kiss her softly. Marika sighed into the kiss.

  “You’re a good kisser.” Marika smiled faintly. She played her fingers over the back of Vinessa’s neck. She just wanted to cuddle close to her and enjoy the rest of the night in her arms. “I don’t want to stop kissing you, but I do have to go. Lucas is probably wondering where I am.”

  “I have an early call, so why don’t we get out of here?” Vinessa dropped a lingering kiss on her lips before climbing from the bed.

  Marika studied her for a moment. Vinessa’s voice held a hint of disappointment that echoed inside her. That was the story of her romantic life lately. Lucas was so damned preoccupied with his family’s business that his mind was usually a million miles away even when he held her. He left her cold and feeling unimportant. “He’s really a good guy. I’m the one with the problem.” She got to her feet and dressed. She felt compelled to diminish her infidelity, but there was no way to negate what she’d done.