by Neil, Louisa
“That’s just what makes you, you. I’d be disappointed if you changed.” He leaned forward and kissed her lips lightly, pulling back to glance at her for permission. She nodded, and he moved in for a second kiss, then a third. “Can I interest you in anything?”
“Lots of things,” she whispered. “Where would you like to start?”
Ben dropped to his knees before her. He reached for her knees and gently pushed her legs apart, leaning in closer. His fingers slid her skirt up along her thighs, baring her uncovered crotch to him. “Oh Ben, I like your train of thought.” Lila let her legs fall farther to the sides, exposing herself to him. “Lick me, Ben, and then you can fuck me.”
“Whatever the lady wants,” he mumbled as the tip of his tongue reached her clit. From then on, they communicated in groans. Lila relaxed back and accepted his attentions. She knew his technique would bring her the orgasm she wanted.
“Am I wet enough for you to use your fingers?” she asked, her hand running along the back of his neck, her fingers sifting through his hair.
“We’re about to find out.” He shifted between her legs, and she immediately felt the tip of his finger at her pussy. Lila shifted forward, taking the digit inside her.
She loved how he used his hands on her. With his lips to her clit and his finger in her pussy, Lila started to feel the stirring deep inside she so relished. Some men had an instinct about pleasuring a woman. Ben and Wyatt both had a natural want to satisfy her. It was what attracted her to them in the first place, like a sixth sense she’d developed with time. It was the same sense that made her want to pleasure them.
“Can you take another finger?” Ben asked.
“I can take whatever you offer. Try me.”
He grinned at her and went back to her pussy. His second finger stretched her further as he continued to lick her. “Your lips are so full,” he mumbled against her skin.
“Just keep licking and they’ll get fuller,” she told him while she reached to pull her sweater over her head. When her hair had settled around her shoulders, she palmed both her breasts, bringing first one then the other to her lips. Ben looked up and watched her for a few seconds before leaning upward to capture her nipple between his teeth. He worked his fingers inside her as he sucked her breast. “Ben, add another finger,” she told him and hitched her hips forward on the seat, accepting it in her body. “That’s better,” she said with a moan and felt him intensify his hold on her nipple.
“Are you hard, Ben?”
“What do you think,” he said, moving back to look at her. “I’m drooling in my pants,” he told her and leaned forward to kiss her. He continued to finger her with one hand and palm her breast with the other. Thrusting his tongue in her mouth, he used the same rhythm, pushing her over the edge of reason to the orgasm she’d hoped for. Closing her eyes, she relished the pinpoint lights that chased on the insides of her eyelids. He continued to kiss her through the peak and only left her mouth to lap up her juices. “Hum, you always taste so good.”
“What would get you off tonight?”
He sat back on his heels and watched her for only a second. “I want to do it again,” he said, smiling as he went back to her crotch. Lila noted this time he was much more forceful with his mouth and fingers, and she loved him for it. When he pulled his hand from her pussy, she sighed with disappointment until he reached to her mouth. Lila sucked them between her lips and lapped at her own juices. When he drew them away, she waited for him to replace them in her pussy. He didn’t. Instead, he grasped her hips and pulled her closer to the edge of her seat, his tongue lapping at her anus. “May I?” he asked.
“Of course.” Lila grasped the arms of the chair and held tight while he licked her from pussy to anus, spreading her release along the length of her. She waited for his next move and accepted his index finger filling her anus, sliding in and out of her several times until he began to mix his finger and tongue against her. “Ben,” she mumbled, adjusting her position to take him deeper.
“Are you asking for another finger?”
“God yes.”
“Where?”
“Anywhere, everywhere, just fuck me until I come.”
He didn’t hesitate, slipping a second finger beside his first, filling her fuller. When he nipped at her clit, she pinched her breast. When he took long licks of her pussy, she sucked her nipple. Lila was appreciative when he used his other hand to fill her pussy, his fingers stretching her further. “That’s it, Ben. That will make me come.” For the second time, he pushed her body and mind into the abyss of orgasm. He didn’t stay inside her for long. He gently took his hands from her and stood, quickly unzipping his pants. He palmed his erection only a few times before spraying his cum on her breasts. Ben dropped back to his knees and began to lick her clean. Lila sucked one nipple while he sucked the other. Finally, he dropped back into the other chair, looking tousled and exhausted.
“Thank you,” he said, reaching for the wine bottle and pouring a bit into each of their glasses.
“You’re welcome,” Lila said, accepting the glass he offered. “What can I do for you?”
“You’ve already done it.” He sat back in his seat and sipped at the wine.
“I’d like to do this again, maybe with Wyatt behind you, fucking your ass while you lick me.”
“I’m game,” Ben said and clanked his glass against hers. She watched him stretch and yawn then look at the clock over the desk. “Oh my, I didn’t realize how late it really was.”
“It was after ten when I brought your meal.”
Ben reached forward and put his glass on the tray. Lila pulled her sweater back on and stood to settle her skirt in place. “This room will smell like sex the next time you come in here.”
“Good, it will remind me of what’s waiting for me at meals from now on. Maybe I won’t get so distracted.”
Ben closed his computer, and Lila waited while he carefully put the files back in their drawers. He lifted the tray and grabbed his computer. “I’ll walk you home,” he said with a smile. “Unless there’s something else you want from me tonight.”
“Next time,” she told him while she shut down the lights and activated the alarm system.
“Next time, it would be a turn-on to lick Wyatt’s cum from your pussy.”
“That could probably be arranged.” He only nodded his head, but she saw his cheeks heat. “Don’t be embarrassed, Ben. It’s always best to ask for what you really want; it’s the only way another person truly knows what you need.” They reached her apartment door and he hesitated. Lila kissed him on each cheek and then his lips. “Good night, Ben. Enjoy your down day tomorrow and get some rest.”
“I’m going back to the lighthouse to double-check some measurements.” He gave her a coy smile. “Lila, do you have any idea how much I appreciate this opportunity? Beyond the job, living on this island and our relationship has given me a new purpose in life.”
“I’m glad you feel that way.”
“Good night, Lila, and thanks for not being mad I missed our Saturday supper.” She nodded and opened her door, watching as he walked toward the next one to deposit the tray in the service area.
“Well, not a bad night if I do say so myself.” Lila stripped off her clothing on the way to her bed, pausing only to pull back the covers before dropping exhausted onto the bed. She was thankful tomorrow was Sunday, looking forward to a down day to herself.
Chapter Eleven
The Fourth of July celebration Lila was planning was big news on the island. Every Abbott Industry employee from the east coast was invited along with their family. He’d received several memos over the last months with instructions regarding the party and what his part would entail. He’d learned this was the third year she held the party as a thank-you to her employees. A private catering company from the mainland was hired to oversee all the details and setup, including rental equipment and cleanup. The festivities were held on the acreage Lila owned at her private docking
area for her ferry. She always had the party on the Saturday of the holiday weekend so all employees and their families could attend. The late afternoon cookout was topped off by a fireworks display set off from the north side of Pyxis Island.
His responsibility during the last weeks was overseeing the company hired to set up the fireworks and ultimately making sure the actual firing of the display went off without a hitch. He knew from the complicated plans he’d been given, this was a costly endeavor, beyond the party. He also knew this was her way of thanking her employees and not having any extraneous personnel on the island. By keeping it contained to the mainland dock area except for the actual fireworks, she maintained her level of privacy. It also kept the possibility of damages from the actual display to a minimum, being set off over the water. Ben had mentioned the party to her at their last Saturday supper, inquiring about her attendance. He wasn’t shocked to learn she would attend at sundown, meet and greet her guests, socialize for a short time, and return to the island to watch the display.
“It works out best this way,” she’d told him. “I give the employees a party with a spectacular display. I can control how long I’m there and don’t have to contend with strangers on my island.” She’d thrown her head back and laughed at his dismay. “It really is the best answer to the entire situation.”
“I can see your logic,” Ben admitted but hedged with his next question. Lila was too astute to let his hesitancy go.
“Ask your questions, Ben.”
“What about you being out in the light?” He hoped he hadn’t crossed any lines of privacy she still maintained about her disease.
“That’s why the celebration always starts in the late afternoon. I go over as the sun sets, greet everyone, and slip back to Pyxis to watch the display. Then I slip away and spend the rest of the holiday weekend here at home, without interruptions.”
“Beyond keeping the setup crews in line, is there anything else you need me to do for the party?”
“No, according to my plans, you’ll go over in the afternoon, party with the employees as my representative until I get there. Then I’ll ask you to bring the pyrotechnic techs back and oversee their work. A boat will be sent to bring them back when it’s all over.”
“I guess you’ve had this all worked out. I’m sorry I second-guessed you.”
“Rather you question us than let the details slide and have something go wrong.” Wyatt tipped his wine glass toward Ben. “I’ll be at the dock for the afternoon, too, another management face to smile and nod at everyone. When it’s time for Lila to come home, we’ll make sure she’s home safe.”
“Well, other than overseeing the setup, I guess that covers it all.”
“You are a dear for considering my health, Ben. I appreciate your angst, but this will work just fine.” Ben watched Lila hesitate and finally smile. “At least all the socializing will be over for another year, and I can come back to my island with a clear conscience. The employees feel they’ve been acknowledged for their good work, and work and life will get back to normal. You do realize all Abbott Industries employees are invited, everyone from the Manhattan office as well as the east coast subsidiaries. There will be a lot of people there for the afternoon. All of them curious to get a glimpse of Lila Abbott.”
“Security on the party side will be tight, and your notes should show an extra shift of security on the island itself.”
“I did notice that. Is that to make sure the pyrotechs stay where they’re supposed to?”
“Yes, and to make sure no paparazzi invade the party or the island. You would be surprised how many ways they try to invade my privacy. Just this one day a year I smile for them all on the mainland, but never on my island.” Lila waited for Ben to acknowledge her intentions.
“You realize during the celebration you and I are just employees, right?” Ben nodded to Wyatt, accepting his warning.
“No public displays of affection,” Ben echoed.
“Now that that’s settled, I say we spend the rest of the evening enjoying ourselves. Are either of you men interested?”
Ben laughed at the absurdity of them not being interested in her affections.
“I have an idea if you two are feeling adventurous.” She rose and walked to her bedroom, returning quickly with a light canvas jacket. “Why not grab a jacket and we’ll take a ride around the island. I’m sure there’s someplace we can find to enjoy ourselves. I’ll meet you both out front in…five minutes.” She left him and Wyatt in the dining room, disappearing into her private apartment.
“Nice night for a ride,” Wyatt said, rising from the table and laughing at his own words. “Any kind of ride,” he added.
“I’ll meet you out front,” Ben answered, heading to his apartment for a long-sleeved flannel shirt.
True to her word, Lila was waiting behind the wheel of her four-wheeler parked in the front entrance when her men arrived minutes later. Neither assumed they’d drive, and she was in the mood to cruise. She took them on a sedate lap of the island, quiet but admiring her space and the starlight sky. On the second pass, she took them over some of the sand dunes at a much higher speed, laughing openly at the bumps and turns. She finally came to a stop on a sandy patch of shoreline near her lighthouse.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it, the sky so dark with the stars dancing. As a child, I always believed they were putting on a show just for me.” Turning to her men, she asked, “What are you two in the mood for?” When neither man answered immediately, she continued, “I have an idea. Why don’t you two put on a show for me.” Lila proceeded to pull out several blankets from the storage bin in the back of the wheeler and spread them on the sand.
Wyatt was the first to speak up. “What do you have in mind, Lila? Something’s percolating inside that pretty brain of yours. What do you want to see?”
“If you’re both of the same mind, why not suck each other for a while and let me watch. It always amazes me how differently each person sucks a cock.” With that, she dropped to the corner of the blanket and waited while the men made their decisions. It didn’t take long. Wyatt was stripping off his clothing while Ben was fidgeting with the buttons on his shirt. She applauded when Wyatt noticed and took a step forward, grasping the hem of Ben’s shirt and tugging it open, buttons flying into the sand. Only slightly taken aback, she watched them continue to strip, toeing off their shoes and dropping their pants. “I like it when my men don’t wear underwear. Saves so much time and energy,” she observed, lying back and settling down to watch the show.
“What would you like?” Wyatt asked Ben, who suddenly seemed embarrassed.
“You start,” he mumbled, but Lila noted he dropped to his knees before Wyatt and grasped his cock in his hand, directing it to his waiting lips. Lila watched intently as Ben continued to suck Wyatt, how he used one hand to continually stroke his shaft and the other to fondle his testicles. She noted it took all of several seconds for Ben to become enamored with the process and no time for Wyatt to widen his stance and accept the affection being laved on him.
“Is this doing it for you?” Wyatt asked Lila.
She was unbuttoning her shirt and nodded. “It’s a start,” she said with a smile, palming her breast. “Ben, lick his anus and finger him.” With only a sigh at relinquishing Wyatt’s cock, Ben waited while Wyatt turned around and bent forward at the waist, his weight braced on his knees with his hands. He grasped his hips and drew him closer until his tongue reached the other man’s buttocks. “Pinch his cheeks, Ben.”
Lila noted the small smile on Wyatt’s lips when Ben used his fingers to pinch his butt, pulling his cheeks apart so his tongue could reach his target. She lifted her breast to her lips and began to suck her nipple in rhythm with Ben’s tongue. “Wyatt, handle yourself, but don’t come.” He quickly grasped his erection and began stroking himself. “That’s better, in this moonlight I can see the drops of pre-cum on your cockhead.”
Wyatt ran his finger over his tip, capturing the drop
lets and licking his finger. He moaned when Ben thrust his index finger inside him. “Add a second,” he asked Ben, who complied, easily pushing a second finger beside his first. “That’s better, fuck me with them, Ben.”
Lila held back a smirk from her lips when Ben sat back on his heels looking to her for approval.
“Fuck his butt, but don’t make him come.”
“You’re no fun sometimes, Lila,” Wyatt said, turning slightly to watch her suck her tit.
“If I’m no fun, then switch with Ben. He’s been doing all the work anyway.”
“Can I come while I suck him?” Wyatt asked, groaning in disapproval when Ben slid his fingers from his body. Without prompting, he dropped to his knees and helped steady Ben when he stood before him. Wyatt needed no instruction, taking Ben’s erection to his lips while grasping his butt cheeks.
Lila continued to watch the show, noting how Wyatt automatically sucked his finger and slipped it in Ben’s anus while taking his cock deeper down his throat. Lila grabbed her other breast and began to fondle it before taking it to her lips, sucking her nipple until she felt that first stirring of heat that ran through her body just before her orgasm hit. She noted the smile on Ben’s lips, how his chin was upturned to the sky while he enjoyed the attention Wyatt was giving him.
“Will you come soon, Ben?” she asked and waited while he pulled himself from his thoughts to answer her.
“Hell, I’m biting my lip to hold back.”
“Wyatt, let Ben go for a moment.” He sat back and watched her intently. “Ben, come fist your cock and come on my tits. Then you can lick me clean while Wyatt fucks your ass.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said, his smile full as he took the few steps to reach her, stroking his cock only a few times before spraying his cum on her chest. “Oh God,” he said and dropped before her, reaching for her breasts and pushing them together so he could lick both nipples at the same time. Without prompting, Wyatt crawled beside him. He paused and half stood, letting his cock rub along Lila’s breasts, coating himself with Ben’s cum and stepping behind him, dropping back to his knees and grasping his hips.