by Bobbi Brattz
“You are such an ass. She’s not anything like the others. Rae has class. She’s warm and loving, beautiful yet modest. And I don’t think she bought a word of your fake pain but saw through your game. There’s no way you fooled her.”
Laughter shook Mateo’s shoulders. “I have yet to meet one woman who didn’t fall into my arms, Piers. You enjoy the benefits of laying them as much as I do.”
When Piers leapt to his feet, his eyes full of fire, Mateo stared up at him in shock. Piers never got angry.
“What’s the deal?”
“I’m heading home. I can’t stand the sight of you, you bastard. Leave her alone and let her get some sleep.” About to turn and leave, Piers reached down to remove the condom and swore. “Shit! It broke.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it. I forgot to use one earlier. She’s clean, and so are we.”
“You idiot! It isn’t just sexually transmitted diseases she has to worry about.”
Mateo shrugged as though it was of no consequence.
“We’ll deal with that when and if it happens. She could already be pregnant anyway. When she said it had been two years, she could have lied to us.”
With ice chips in his glare, Piers clenched his fists and left, the door slamming hard as he exited the room, just like Rae had. For once, Mateo had no idea what was wrong with his two sexual partners. None of his lovers had reacted to his touch like Rae did, and Piers always went along with his plans.
Curious when neither of them returned to his room after the next hour in which he paced back and forth, he picked up some items from the shelf and went to Rae’s room via the patio. Her door was wide open but for the screen due to the humid temperatures. He could only imagine her lying on her bed, naked, tangled in the sheets as she waited for him to come to her.
His groin stirred. For some reason he could never get enough of her. She was like an aphrodisiac to him and that annoyed him.
She can stay for an extra week and I’ll introduce her to more BDSM. Then I’ll have had enough of her and be ready to move on to my next conquest.
Not feeling reassured, he slid the screen door open on silent wheels and closed it behind him without a sound. Rae was outlined on the bed, naked, the sheets tossed away. The moonlight streaming through the window shone on her beautiful hair, scattered across the pillow, the fingers of one hand tangled through some strands. He nearly groaned aloud as his groin tightened.
Cautious not to wake her, he sat on the bed and slipped the furry cuff around her wrist, threaded the chain through a wrung on the headboard, then cuffed her other wrist. Her arms were now above her head, but she didn’t move but to release a sigh.
Mateo knew she’d be pissed at him for taking the initiative, but she was like a magnet, drawing him closer and closer to her until he thought he’d explode with need for her.
I have to get her out of my system once and for all. There’s no way I’m sticking to one woman. She’s just a time-filler for now.
Adjusting her position, he began kissing the inside of her thighs until she moaned in her sleep and spread her legs wider.
“Yes, sweetheart, that’s it. Open for me.” His whisper was so soft, he knew she remained asleep.
After he fished another toy from his shorts pocket, he pressed the folds of her pussy and clipped it around her clitoris. She awoke with a start, crying out in pleasure.
“What? What are you doing?” she keened as her hips rocked from the tantalizing sensations he knew she must be feeling.
“I came to give you another lesson for tomorrow, or should I say, today. We never got around to it.”
With a hard yank of her arms, Rae shrieked when she was unable to move her arms more than a few inches.
“You cuffed me to the bed? Are you insane? Let me go, Mateo, right now!”
“Not yet,” he murmured and lowered his head, holding her legs in place with his hands on her thighs. “I want to pleasure you, baby, like you’ve never been before.
“Well, I don’t want you to! Get lost!”
It was too late to protest as he sucked on her clit around the pinched ring and her hips shot off the bed, pushing his mouth closer. His pleasure was evident when he chuckled low in his throat and lifted his head.
“Still don’t want me? Your body tells me something different.”
Once again he fished into his pocket and pulled out a few items. This time small silver circles that looked like earrings were secured to her nipples but had no chain. Rae cried out as he tapped against them with a gentle finger.
“These are nipple rings. You don’t have to have them pierced to use them. One more thing.” He held up a long purple stick of graduated beads. “You’ll be wild for loving when I insert these in to your ass, my sweet. You’ll be begging to have me deep inside you.”
“I told you, I don’t want anything to do with you!” Her wild cry as he began to insert the lubricated beads into her anus made him grin. She was his to do with what he wanted, even if she told him a different story verbally. She couldn’t deny the call of her body’s sexual need.
“What do you think, Rae? Your nipples, your clitoris, and your anus are all screaming for you to take me, allow me to thrust deep inside you. Tell me now that you don’t want me.”
He could tell she was losing the battle, but still she fought him. With her foot, she managed to shove at his thigh, though not hard enough to send him away. The only thing that happened was that she screamed in response to the sex toys working together to stimulate her to the point of no return.
Her eyes were scrunched closed, her pulse racing against his lips on her neck as he moved in to send her over the edge.
“Admit it, Rae. You want me now. You want me more than anyone or anything you ever had in your life. Come on, Rae. Tell me.”
“I…hate…you!” she cried as her eyes opened and she glared at him. “You said you didn’t want to have sex with me, and now that’s all you do. You are a letch!”
“If you’ll recall, I said ‘I swear that I’ll only have sex with a willing woman,’ and you would be the one to choose whether to have sex with your partner or not. If I remember correctly, you chose me and Piers to bed you.”
“Let me go! Piers!” she screamed.
“He’s not here. He left since you didn’t want him anymore. But you want me, don’t you, Rae.”
Once again, he pressed and rubbed against her nipples, then the clitoral pin before taking the handle of the butt beads and moving them in and out of her ass. She went wild beneath him, sobbing out her need.
“Tell me you want me, Rae, and I’ll end the torment.”
“Go…to…he…”
With a few more movements, she screamed out in ecstasy.
“No, you aren’t going to come until you admit you want me.”
All movement stopped as he waited her out. Her chest rose and fell as she panted, her eyes filled with sweet torture.
“All right. You win. Have sex with me, but just remember its only sex. I will never love you.”
“I didn’t ask you to. As a matter of fact, that makes it all the better.”
Slipping a condom on, he entered her wet pussy without a word and brought them to peak within minutes. When they were done, he carefully removed the plug and nipple clamps, but left the cuffs on though he did undo them from the headboard.
“Let me go.” Her hoarse whisper close to his ear made him shudder. He still wanted her, even after a full night of lovemaking, and he couldn’t understand it. Never had he wanted a woman more.
“No. For now, you are mine to do with as I wish. Go to sleep.”
Instead of leaving to go to his own room, he curled up beside her and pulled her into his arms. She fit snugly next to his body like no other. Exhausted, he fell into a deep sleep content and replete.
Chapter 9:
More Seminar Lessons
“I want to call the airport.” Rae was in a bad mood. With little sleep and her body feeling the aches and pains o
f constant lovemaking, she felt the need to escape the island paradise for the humdrum life of home. A twinge in her chest told her that she was getting too attracted to both men and wanted to leave before it was too late. Who am I kidding? I know it’s already too late.
“I called them first thing this morning. Jimmy checked and there is no news. The Canadian Consulate hasn’t received your official papers yet either, so you’ll just have to wait.”
Mateo had released her from the cuffs sometime in the early morning while she still slept. As though to remind her of his power over her, he had left one end attached to a rung on the headboard while the other hung free. At the breakfast table he acted cool and matter of fact as he spoke to her, as though he hadn’t given her the most incredible week of sex she’d ever had, and that infuriated her.
“I want to speak to them myself!” she growled low in her throat, pushing her plate of untouched food away.
His hard stare met her defiant one for a moment before he picked up the phone and dialled a number.
“Hi, Jimmy. Any word on Ms. Hooper’s passport or luggage?” he asked.
“Give me the phone!”
Rolling his eyes, he handed it over.
“Hello, Jimmy. It’s Rae Hooper. I wondered—oh. Thanks. I appreciate your help.”
Defeated, she handed the phone back to Mateo and stood to leave the table.
“Where are you going now?”
“To my room.”
“No. We have to work on something in my room.”
“I’m not having sex with you again. You’re insatiable!” she cried.
“Don’t give yourself too much credit, Rae. I have to prepare you for this afternoon’s seminar. Since you’re not going to eat, let’s get it over with.”
Once he’d thrown down the cloth napkin, he stood, came to her side, and took her arm in a firm grip before she could run off. When they got to his room, butterflies were battering around her belly in anticipation of what was to come.
To her surprise, when the door opened, two young men stepped out with wide grins on their faces. The amused glances they shot at her forewarned that she wasn’t going to like with the shark had in store for her.
“All done, Dr. Mano. Anything else?”
“No, thank you. That will be all.”
They nodded and left by the front door as Mateo tugged her inside. In the center of the room stood a brass dancing pole that reached from floor to ceiling, the sunlight glinting off it.
“What’s going on?”
“You’re going to learn to tease a man until he can’t resist you.”
As she released a snort, she shook her head and tried to back away. “I’m not a hooker or a stripper. I will not do that, Mateo, and that’s final.”
With a deep sigh, he dropped her arm.
“Rae, I have no one else to replace you. I need your help.”
Since his frustration seemed so real, she tried another way to get out of what she thought would make a fool of her.
“Why don’t you get your lover, Leialoha, to do it?” The snarled response came out harsher than she intended as jealousy reigned.
The frown on his face surprised her.
“Leialoha is not, nor has she ever been my bed partner, and I’d never take advantage of Moki’s girls.”
Though relief flooded her heart as she realized he meant it, she found bitter anger surfacing. “Isn’t it funny how you don’t mind using and abusing me to get what you want?”
“Don’t say things like that, Rae! I have not abused you one bit. If anything, I’ve given you a whole new outlook on sex that most people pay through the nose for.”
She couldn’t argue with that.
“What do I have to do?”
“Lie down on the bed for a moment.”
The wary glare she shot him didn’t faze him a bit. Though she did as he asked, she kept her legs pressed together. He walked over to the dresser and opened a drawer. Once he’d lifted out a small box, he brought it to her.
“Here. Take a look.”
Sitting up for a moment, she opened it and gasped in surprise. There were two round balls of glass with red hibiscus flowers encased inside. A six-inch string dangled from a small hole in the bottom of one sphere that was attached to the other ball with an equally long string hanging from the other side of one.
“They’re beautiful. What are they for?”
“They have counter weights inside them that vibrate when they bounce against each other. You use them not only stimulate a woman’s arousal, but to strengthen her vaginal walls. When I insert them inside your channel, you’ll have to keep your muscles clenched to prevent them from falling out.”
“Oh, you mean like in Kegel exercises after birthing a child?”
“That’s one use. They are also used to stimulate a woman’s desires, or can be inserted in the anus for the same reason. Once we have them in place, I’ll teach you how to use the pole.”
Rae suddenly scooted back on the bed and shook her head.
“No way. I’m not doing that, Mateo. This sex thing has gone far enough. Just lend me the money and I’ll go home now.”
“Your passport is still missing, and it might take weeks to get it here, Rae. You won’t be having sex on stage. The only thing in today’s show you need to do is play the vixen and try to seduce Piers with your dance on the pole.
“That’s it?”
“Unless you want more to happen, yes. Piers was going to show the clients how to pleasure a woman with his mouth, as you were going to do with yours on him, but if you’re too uncomfortable, I’ll just tell them you won’t be doing it.”
Since she’d already done it with Piers, she figured it wouldn’t be such a challenge and sighed, her shoulders drooping in surrender.
“Show me what I have to do.”
If she didn’t know better, by the look in Mateo’s eyes, she saw satisfaction, yet it only lasted for such a brief moment, she thought it was imagined.
After Mateo removed the balls from the new case, he gently pushed her back on the mattress.
“Lift your knees. This won’t hurt. You’ll find them cold at first. They have counterweights in them so that when you move, you’ll feel them bang against each other, which will cause your pussy to clench. We can remove them at any time.”
With gentle fingers, Mateo pushed the balls up into her.
“Oh! They are cold, like you said. What a strange feeling.”
Once the balls were in place, he took her hands and helped her to her feet.
“Ahhhh! Oh, God!” The wild sensation of the balls vibrating in her pussy nearly made her scream.
“Now, walk over to the pole.”
After two steps she paused, her hands gripping the footboard as she tried to catch her breath. “I feel like I’m about to come. Take them out!”
“No. Keep them in for a while. I want you to practice. There is nothing more sensual than a gorgeous woman in skimpy clothing dancing on a brass pole. Few men have the privilege of seeing it.”
Rae took her time, each step excruciating as she made her way to the pole, out of breath by the time she got there. Her hand rested low on her belly as though she could stop the balls from moving, but it didn’t help a bit.
“I…don’t know if I can do anymore. Mateo, this is incredible!”
“Yes, I’m sure it is. Have you ever pole danced before?”
“No. I did take some belly dancing lessons for a few years.”
“That must be why you took to the Hawaiian dancing so well last night. Everyone at the beach watched. You were stunning and graceful.”
She looked up at him in shock. “Was that an actual compliment, Dr. Shark?”
His blinding white smile made her heart flip.
“Don’t let it get out that I said something nice. I do have a reputation to uphold.”
The humor of the situation disappeared as quickly as it came as she recalled exactly what his reputation was.
“
What do I do with the damned pole?” she asked, running her fingers along it.
“Wow, have you seen a doctor about those mood swings?”
When she flashed him a look with daggers, he put up his hands in surrender.
“All you have to do is grip the pole with your hands and try to follow along the DVD I’m going to put on. Nothing fancy, just move your body in a way that’s sexy and alluring like the woman on the television.”
Mateo walked over to the large screen TV and switched it on, pressing a button on the DVD player. A woman who wore little clothing began instructions on how to dance on the pole. In no time at all, Rae was lost in the video, stopping every now and then when the balls made her gasp. Soon she forgot Mateo was in the room.
An hour later, Rae was dripping with sweat, her vagina screaming for release as her excitement from the balls had reached its highest peaks. She wanted to have sex so badly she could taste it.
When the TV shut off, she spun on heel then cried out as the balls clanged together within her.
“Oh, God. I forgot you were there.”
Relaxed against the pillows in shadow, Mateo waved his hand at her. “Come here and let me remove them.” Though his voice was low and husky, his expression remained neutral.
Without argument, she lay down on the bed and allowed him to slip the balls out. She groaned with pleasure as they slipped past her entrance to give her a sense of relief, yet she still wanted him to bury his cock deep within her pussy to fulfill her needs.
When Mateo spoke, she was stunned at his words.
“Get into the shower then meet me on the path. I’ll walk you to the seminar building. Wear the red corset and panties.”
He’s not going to make lo…uh, have sex with me?
Chin up, she left the room and showered in her own bathroom then dressed in his choice of clothing. The “panties” were no more than a G-string. To hide her disguise, she pulled on another of the dresses he’d given her. Once she’d placed a pair of matching red six-inch heels in a carry bag, she raced to meet him on the path.