by Jan Springer
Sweet heavens, how far were they going to take this? They were supposed to be searching for the missing woman. But they were also supposed to participate in Loverboy’s world too, if necessary. In the way she craved a satisfying release, this lesson was necessary.
Heat shot through her as she slowly lay on the bed and did as he’d instructed. When she lifted her knees up and spread her legs, he walked toward her.
She swallowed at the hungry intensity in his brown eyes as his gaze caressed her body before settling on her pussy.
“Tonight’s lesson is the trigasm,” he said thickly.
Her breathing grew deeper, her breasts rose and fell in a sensuous rhythm. Her nipples had never felt so tight and achy. She wanted to tear the sheer cloth of the negligee from her body.
She inhaled sharply as he came around the side of the bed. He reached out and grabbed a pillow. He ordered her to raise her head and he placed the cushion beneath her neck. Then he grabbed another pillow.
“Lift your hips.”
Her heart cracked against her chest as she did what he asked.
A moment later, the soft support was seated in such a way as her hips were high and her ass and pussy bared to him.
“Perfect,” he commented. She watched him move to a nearby bureau.
“Now we just need some gloves.” He snapped on a pair of latex gloves and then he grabbed a tube.
“Lots of lube required for this lesson.”
Oh my!
He walked to the foot of her bed and she hissed as his palms branded her inner thighs and he pried her trembling legs open wider for his inspection. His masculine aroma reached her nostrils, the intoxicating of soap and male scent sent her heartbeat soaring.
“A trigasm can be achieved by vigorously massaging the three points of pleasure.” The anger was slowly leaving his voice replaced by a sensuous tone.
“And what would those three be?” she whispered, obsessed with the need shining in his eyes.
His right hand slid slowly along her inner thigh leaving a trail of tingling heat. His fingers parted her pussy lips and his eyes widened with appreciation as he studied her reaction.
Sky held her breath with anticipation.
When his thick thumb pushed against her clit, she inhaled a moan and shivered. He moved his thumb over her sensitive clit in small, slow torturous circles, making her ache and gasp and buck her hips.
“Number one pleasure point is the clitoris,” he rumbled. His thumb moved sensuously. His full lips were tight with concentration.
Her vaginal juices slurped as his fingers dipped inside her vagina and came out in a teasing promise of things to come. The creamy moistness between her thighs grew. His pace quickened. The pressure increased. Sky closed her eyes as the whirlwinds of pleasure ripped through her.
Sweet torture.
His thumb kept the pressure as it swirled against her clit. She cried out when a couple of his fingers slipped into her channel. About an inch inside, he pressed a finger along the wall of her vagina. Sky inhaled sharply at the gesture.
“Number two is the g-spot.” Jim murmured. “It is the spongy area that can be felt through the front wall of the vagina.”
“G-spot?” she gasped.
“It exists. I’ll prove it to you.”
The pressure of his fingers increased as he searched along her vaginal wall and his thumb continued to rub against her clit. She closed her eyes tighter, the tension in her mounted. Her fingers drew to her swollen breasts and she pinched her nipples.
She tossed her head back into the fluffy pillow and allowed the sweet torture to rule her body.
“The size and sensitivity of g-spots differ in women. In order to find it, I have to explore. Once I find it, I use the come-hither technique. It means I wave my finger,” Jim’s husky voice came from somewhere far away. His finger move slightly inside her, back and forth and Sky jerked as he touched a sensitive spot inside her vagina. She creamed really hard.
“Here it is. The key is to keep you aroused. Keep the touch firm.”
As promised, he increased the pressure on her g-spot. Heated wetness poured from her vagina. Her thighs trembled uncontrollably. His movements against her clit were exquisite agony. One hand left her inner thigh and he reached for the tube he’d placed on the bed. He squeezed it, dabbed the lube onto his fingers and dropped the tube. The man was quite efficient with one hand, wasn’t he?
He reached between her thighs and she bucked as a large lubed finger dipped inside her anal canal. The sensation was strange. Filling. Awesome pressure.
Sky shuddered at the intimate gesture.
“Third area for a trigasm is the anus.”
Oh God! Her hips instinctively arched higher allowing him easier access to her. Liquid heat whipped along her vagina and she ached for him to mount her. To plunge into her. To quench this insane fire raging through her.
“Clitoris. G Spot. Anus,” he whispered. His finger movements were now sensual and in perfect rhythm. She couldn’t take it anymore. She needed release. Now!
“Jim! Please!”
“What?”
“Fuck me!” she gasped.
“I can’t do that, Sky. Remember? You wanted to remain a virgin until we’re married,” he whispered.
Disappointment rippled along her excruciating sensations. She was going to go insane if he didn’t bring her relief.
“Please,” she begged.
His finger in her anus speared deeper. The fingers in her vagina withdrew and began to thrust hard.
An orgasm was coming. She could feel it. She whimpered with excitement.
“Faster! Oh God! Faster!” she urged.
The fingers impaling her vagina and ass thrust firmer. Became more violent. More frantic.
The pressure built to intolerable pleasure. Sky screamed. Hard and loud. She didn’t care who heard her. She didn’t care about anything except the incredible shudders wracking her as she convulsed and bucked into a wondrous pleasure land.
*****
Sky lay in front of him. Her breasts heaved sensuously as she breathed from the trigasm that had shaken her body. Her pussy was open and spasming, eager for him to enter. And boy did he want to enter. To bury his aching cock rod into her and take her to new heights. It’s what he’d wanted for so long and she was giving him permission.
Yet, he couldn’t do it. Until now, she’d stuck to her principles. She’d wanted to remain a virgin until she got married.
Shit! He wanted her so fucking bad his cock spasmed and jerked from the need. But it wasn’t fair to take her when she was so goddamn vulnerable and drugged. For his saintly efforts of restraint, he was experiencing the worst hard on he’d ever had in his entire life.
When she opened her pretty blue eyes, his heart twisted at the love glittering for him. The trust and the need for release. Her want for more sex. The craving for his love. And he needed her in his life too. The realization made him curse softly.
Slowly her eyes widened as her gaze lowered to his erection. That sweet pink tongue popped out of her wet mouth as she licked her bottom lip.
Then she smiled. It was a challenging smile. It made Jim wonder what the hell she was up to.
On a moan, she sat up. As she scrambled on her hands and knees toward him, her breasts jiggled invitingly. When her face came level with his cock, her breath caressed his shaft.
Sweet Jesus! Was she about to do what he hoped?
His cock pulsed with need as she stared at it. Her beautiful face was serene as she opened her mouth. He grit his teeth as her moist, velvety lips curled around the tip of his hard cock.
Damn! The inexperienced way her mouth tightened around him made the need in his penis mount to a painful level. He staggered as his knees weakened from arousal and he curled his hands around her shoulders to steady himself.
“Suck!” he groaned.
Through half lidded eyes, he watched as her cheeks hollowed out and she sucked and slurped. Shards of lightning ripped t
hrough his shaft slamming into his balls and right into his gut. Her tongue moved sensuously along the underneath part of the head. The gesture made him cry out at the pleasure cascading up and down his trembling shaft.
He tensed as her tongue slithered around his head. His breathing grew labored. The heat of her moist mouth clamped around his rod was so damn good. How the hell could her innocent probing turn him on so much? He hadn’t felt like this with even the most experienced women he’d been with.
Her lips loosened slightly and she took more of him inside her mouth. Her lips moved in slow, torturous actions that left him gasping. He groaned when her hands came up and covered his balls. The intimate gesture had his thighs quaking and he almost dropped to his knees. Her fingers explored his scrotum. She twisted and kneaded and made him groan. His hips thrust forward, slamming his penis deeper into her mouth.
He gyrated and hoped she wasn’t frightened. His concerns were put to rest when her tongue seductively circled his stiff cockhead sending incredible jolts through his shaft. He thrust into her mouth and her lips stretched tight over his flesh, her mouth, a scorching cavern. So goddamn hot and wicked moist. He thrust faster.
A moan slipped from her mouth. To his surprise she took him in deeper. Her fingers stroked his balls. The pressure in his penis grew to an intolerable level.
“Sky!” he gasped. “I’m going to come!”
She didn’t appear hear his warning. She slurped and licked the tip of his penis, encouraging him to spew. He thrust uncontrollably. Tangling his hands into her feathery hair, he then cupped the back of her head and pulled her face against him.
He thrust harder. Violently. A frenzy of sensations convulsed through his shaft. Her moist mouth made love to his fiery flesh. His breath caught in his lungs. His body tightened erotically and he couldn’t hold back anymore.
He quaked and on a strangled moan, he ejaculated into her mouth. The release was magnificent. Her tight mouth continued to suck until he was dry and shuddering and weak from his release.
When she let go, he slumped onto his knees in front of her. She continued to stay in her position on her hands and knees on the bed as they stared at each other. Their gazes clashed as their breaths ripped through the air. Suddenly, her eyes darkened with desire.
What! She wanted him to give her another trigasm?
“Nice to see you two getting so acquainted,” Loverboy’s amused voice curled through the candle lit room.
Jim gazed up to find Loverboy standing beside the bed. A cocky grin was plastered on his goddamn face. His lust filled eyes caressed Sky who suddenly looked scared. Jim tensed and fought the urge to cover her from Loverboy’s hungry gaze.
Man! They’d been so enthralled with each other; they hadn’t even heard Loverboy enter the room. He noticed Sky tense as Loverboy ran a long finger along her smooth ass.
Jim was about to tell him to get his dirty hands off his woman when Sky shot him a warning look.
“Well, Sky? How was the trigasm? Did Jim do a fine job?”
To Jim’s surprise, the fear vanished from her face and her lips upturned into a delightful smile.
“He was absolutely wonderful. Where do I sign up for this sex slave course?”
Her words stunned Jim.
The urge to slam his fist into Loverboy’s nose was so strong and he physically had to bite his tongue to prevent himself from losing control. It was only when he drew blood from where his teeth sunk into his flesh and pain exploded that he was able to push aside some of his anger.
“I’d like to speak some more to you about this course. In private. If that’s alright?” she asked Loverboy.
Was she freaking crazy?
“I can give you all the details in my office. Then there is a contract to sign.”
“If I like what I hear, I’ll be more than willing to sign the contract.”
Loverboy nodded, apparently satisfied.
“How about I show you to my office?” he said.
Jim tensed as he awaited her answer.
“I feel business should be business and pleasure should be pleasure,” Sky said. “And since your office is a business environment, I’d appreciate the return of my clothes.”
Relief swept over Jim. But in the way Loverboy frowned, it appeared he didn’t like her demand.
Good! That prick didn’t deserve to gaze upon Sky the way he was doing. Didn’t deserve to even look at her. He should never have allowed her to come here. Why the hell hadn’t he just kidnapped her after he’d learned she’d taken this assignment?
He should have stashed her somewhere safe. Somewhere no other man could stare at her nakedness. No man except him.
“Very well, Sky.” Loverboy broke into his thoughts. “You are correct. Business should be business. Your clothes are in this closet.” He pointed to a nearby door and then returned his gaze to Jim.
“Jim, would you mind showing Sky to my office?”
“No problem.”
“I’ll see you downstairs in a few minutes.” Loverboy said.
When he left, Sky exhaled beside him.
“That bastard!” Jim cursed quietly as he headed for the closet. He flung open the door and withdrew her flimsy blouse and the sexy skirt.
“Where’s your goddamn underwear?” he asked when his searching showed up no other items.
“I didn’t wear any.”
“You didn’t? What are you thinking?” His anger was making him see red.
“Sexy is what I’m thinking, Jim. That is the whole point in trying to get Loverboy’s attention, remember?”
She grabbed her clothes and he watched her quickly shrug out of her negligee and then done that tight skirt, effectively concealing her pussy from his gaze. Her luscious breasts bounced wildly as she slipped on her blouse.
His cock hardened.
“What are you going to do inside the office? Just the two of you,” he snapped.
“Are you jealous, Jim?” Her eyes glittered with excitement.
“Watch what you say, woman or I’ll show you exactly how jealous I can be,” he warned.
Before she could button her blouse, he reached out and grabbed her wrists, stopping her cold.
He craved to taste her nipples as he’d done earlier in her room. She read the intent in his eyes, because she tried to break free from his grasp. He didn’t let go.
“No, don’t go yet. I want to look at you,” he said as he peered at her luscious breasts.
“Jim, he’s downstairs waiting.”
“I don’t goddamn care. You’re mine. You belong to me. You hear me?”
Surprise flashed across her face. Didn’t she know how much he wanted her? Didn’t she know he was a stupid jerk for breaking their engagement?
“It’s over between us, Jim. You said so yourself. You couldn’t wait.” Her softly spoken words slammed into his gut and he almost doubled over from the harsh impact.
“I lied. I can wait.” The truth of his words made her inhale sharply. “Don’t let him touch you, Sky.”
“I won’t.”
“Promise me.”
“Trust me,” she whispered. The warmth from her breath caressed his mouth and he wanted a taste of her full lips. Just one quick taste. He was about to lower his head, but her hands slammed onto his chest, stopping him cold.
“I have to go. Where’s his office?”
“I’ll show you,”
“No, I think it’s better if we split up, before…”
Before he lost control and began to make love to her right here and now.
“Down the stairs. Turn left through the living room. The door beside the television set. I haven’t been able to search his office yet.”
“I’ll see what I can do. While I’m in there you check around for Sally. Or try to find out where she is.”
Jim nodded. It was time to put sex with his ex aside. Reluctantly, he released her and impatiently watched her button up her blouse.
“I don’t know why you wore that fli
msy thing. It leaves nothing to my imagination,” he grumbled as he stared at her dark nipples popping against the white material.
“That’s the idea.”
She winked and slipped out the door.
*****
You’re mine! You belong to me!
Jim’s words rang through Sky’s head as she tiptoed barefoot down the stairs.
Was Jim serious? Or was it just his sex crazed mind talking?
Did she dare to hope they’d get back together? If what they’d just shared was any indication how good they would be in bed…
Sky blew out a tense breath as she remembered how he’d turned her into a moaning, writhing bundle of desire. She wanted more of that pleasure. First though, she needed to do her job. Then they could get out of here and talk things over like two civilized adults and maybe pick up their plans of getting married?
The door to Loverboy’s office stood open and light streamed out into the dark living room. No sound came from the room. Peeking inside, she was glad to see his office empty. Popping inside, she quietly closed the door behind her, turned around and surveyed the room. It was a typical office. One desk flooded with papers. A couple of swivel chairs. A filing cabinet.
She headed for the filing cabinet. If the missing woman had come back to Loverboy willingly, she might have signed a contract.
As quietly as possible, she glided the top drawer open and surveyed the folders. Accounts Payable. Bills. Expenses. Nothing giving any indication of contracts.
She slid the second drawer open and smiled. Bingo! Names. The Chief’s daughter’s last name was Green. In a flash, she sifted to the G section and found what she was searching for.
A contract in the name Sally Anne Green. She’d been sold to a man living in Alaska for five hundred thousand dollars. The contract wasn’t signed. Sky’s heart picked up speed.
Three hundred grand? Very interesting.
What did the unsigned contract mean? Had Sally been forced into slavery? A sound from outside caught her attention. Dropping the contract back into the folder, she quickly slid the drawer shut and plopped into the nearest chair.
A split second later, the door swung open and Loverboy walked in. Thankfully, he was dressed in a white shirt and casual slacks.
Sky exhaled slowly. If he’d shown up naked expecting to her to perform on him, she would have died on the spot.