Tempting Their Racy Shrink [Racy Nights 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tara Rose

  Sean kissed her gently, and then lifted her in his arms and placed her on the sofa in a sitting position. “I won’t be gone more than a few seconds.” When he retuned from the kitchen, he held a bottle of water to her lips and she drank greedily. “Better?”

  She nodded. Words were impossible. Sean asked if she needed to use the bathroom and she shook her head. “Thank you,” she whispered.

  He grinned. “For that? That was nothing. Wait until you see what other interrogation techniques I have up my sleeve.”

  “You don’t understand.”

  He gave her a thoughtful look. “Then enlighten me.”

  “You—” She’d been about to say “you and Maddox” but stopped herself. “You’ve been in my fantasies for decades. To finally be here with you…it’s…it’s overwhelming.”

  Sean pulled her close. “Oh, Julie. You have to be the kindest woman I’ve ever met.”

  She didn’t know how to react to the pain in his voice, and wondered if it had something to do with the mysterious shady characters from his past, so instead she simply snuggled into his embrace. “Well, I’m still not going to tell you my secrets, Detective.”

  “Oh? Is that so? I think I can persuade you to.”

  “I’d like to see you try.”

  The look he gave her was nothing short of molten lust. “Did you just issue me a challenge, Julie?”

  “Yes, Detective, I did.” She had no idea what she was getting herself into, and she suddenly didn’t care. She only knew she had to have him—all of him. She wanted Sean Brennan to take her and use her up, even if that meant he’d be leaving nothing for Maddox on Saturday. She didn’t want him to exist only in her fantasies any longer, and she didn’t want to worry about how early she might or might not have to get up in the morning. She was here, now, with him, and she didn’t want to think about anything else.

  “Challenge accepted.” Sean walked over to where she’d been standing earlier and picked up the other ribbon and the wooden spoon. “I’d suggest taking me up on my offer to let you pee, Julie. You won’t have another chance to for a while.”

  A shiver ran up and down her spine as he untied her wrists and gave her ass cheeks a hard smack as she scurried off to the staircase. She suppressed a giggle as she ran up the stairs. When she retuned, he was stark naked on her sofa, sitting with one ankle crossed over the opposite knee, as if he lived here. She gasped at the sight of his hard, muscled body.

  “Come over here, Julie.”

  She swallowed hard and walked toward him, painfully aware of her naked body in a way she hadn’t been before. Just before she reached him, he told her to turn around. He tied her wrists behind her back again, tighter this time.

  “Wish we had some rope. Maybe I need to invite you to the club for our own play date one of these days?” He nuzzled her neck, and she shivered again. “Would you like that?”

  “Yes.”

  He swatted her left ass cheek hard. “Yes, what?”

  “Yes, Detective.”

  “Or maybe I should simply arrange a threesome with Maddox on Saturday?”

  Julie couldn’t stop her sharp intake of breath.

  Sean reached around and played with her nipples. “Oh? Would you like that, Julie? Tell me the truth.”

  “It’s a secret.”

  He chuckled softly. “I see. Well in that case, I guess I’m going to have to resort to more extreme interrogation measures.” He untied her wrists and glanced around the room, directing her to the armchair. “Sit.” He stood in front of her, grinning as she tried to keep from looking directly at his dick. It was magnificent. Thick and red, it pointed straight at her, taunting her.

  “It’s okay to look, you know.”

  She gave him a droll look. “Is that part of your interrogation, Detective?”

  “You’re being bratty tonight. I like that.”

  Julie sighed and held his glance while he asked her to lean back into the chair and open her legs. She was embarrassed but did it anyway. She was so damn wet again there was no way he’d miss it, but he didn’t comment on that. Instead he told her to grasp her ankles, and then he tied each of her wrists to an ankle with the ribbons. They were just tight enough to hold her in place, but not to the point of being uncomfortable.

  She moaned as his gaze traveled over her breasts and soaking wet pussy. She was completely exposed to him. He positioned a sofa pillow behind her back and asked if she was comfortable. She nodded, not taking her eyes off his face.

  He picked up the wooden spoon and she groaned, certain she knew what he was about to do with it. He tapped her breasts, and Julie struggled to keep breathing. It was so erotic she could hardly believe it. She’d never look at her kitchen utensils the same way again.

  “This isn’t enough,” he muttered. “I’ll be right back.”

  She heard him rummaging in the drawers again and when he returned he held up her long-handled plastic spatula. “Now this, however, might sting nicely.”

  “Sean…”

  He gave her a look of incredulity and tapped her nipples with the spatula. Julie yelped. It did indeed sting, but she liked it. He alternated between lightly hitting her breasts with both utensils and playing with them, teasing her nipples to taut points with his fingers. She couldn’t help but notice how his cock twitched and jumped, and when a tiny bead of pre-cum appeared, she licked her lips.

  “Would you like to taste it?” he asked, his voice trembling.

  “Yes, Detective.”

  He moved closer and teased her lips with the head of it. Julie wasn’t sure what to do, and her face burned with hot embarrassment. Should she tell him, or would he guess she’d never given a man a blow job before?

  Sean stroked her hair gently. “It’s all right, Julie. Open your mouth. I promise I won’t hurt you. And if you don’t like it we can stop.”

  He knew. Somehow he knew and he wasn’t upset. He wasn’t going to taunt her about it, and he wasn’t shocked or disgusted. She gave him a grateful look and parted her lips. He rubbed the head of his cock over them and just inside her mouth. He tasted warm and salty, and she liked it. She opened her mouth a bit more, and he slid his dick inside a few inches

  “Now close your lips around it, and make sure your teeth are covered.” She did as he asked, and then he moved his cock slowly in and out of her mouth. The sensation was so surprisingly erotic that it forced small moans from her throat and sent fresh desire straight to her pussy.

  “That feels so fucking good, Julie,” he whispered. His thrusting increased, but Julie didn’t mind. She felt bold and decadent. She’d always wanted to do this but had never had a clue how to start or what to do, and the few men she’d had sex with in the past had always given up out of frustration. No one had ever been so patient and gentle with her.

  “I’m going to hold your head still, but I promise I won’t hurt you.” Sean placed a hand on each side of her head, and Julie moaned louder. He pushed his dick into her mouth a bit more, and she relaxed her throat muscles so that she wouldn’t gag. She loved the slightly rough sensation of his cock sliding in and out. It was so thick he filled her mouth. She could taste his pre-cum. She wondered if he’d climax inside her mouth, and if she’d be able to handle it if he did.

  “That’s enough for now.” He pulled out, and the look on his face told her he’d been exercising a lot of self-control. “Maybe one day you’ll let me come in there.” He looked into her eyes with such tenderness that Julie’s heart skipped a beat.

  “I want you to.”

  He smiled and nodded. “All right. We’ll work on that. But for now, I have secrets to extract.” With a grin, he picked up the spatula and spoon again and resumed teasing her breasts. This time he alternated between tapping them with the kitchen utensils and teasing them with the head of his wet dick. Julie cried out softly each time he grazed a nipple with his cock. His strikes became more forceful, but she loved it. The more he hit her breasts and rubbed them with his dick, the more she wanted.<
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  “Ready to talk yet?”

  She shook her head. “Never. I’ll never tell you.”

  Sean knelt in front of her and kissed her, rough and deep. Julie’s arms arched to hold him. His tongue probed and moved over hers until she was squirming against the ribbons. When he released the kiss, he licked her nipples. She cried out with pleasure and tossed her head back and forth.

  “Now?”

  “No.”

  “You’re a tough prisoner.”

  “Do your worst, Detective. I can take it.”

  His grin forced another moan from her. “We’ll see about that.”

  His tongue trailed a line from between her breasts, over her abdomen, right into the opening to her pussy. Julie screamed as tiny contractions rocked her body.

  Chapter Eleven

  Sean slipped two fingers inside her pussy and sucked her clit, hard. The climax exploded into bright colors and waves that extended out to her fingers and toes. Incomprehensible sounds filled the air. She thought he was going to untie her when it finished, but all he did was stand and pick up the utensils.

  She shook her head, unable even to form the word “no.” His cock was dripping with pre-cum as he alternated tapping her pussy with the spatula and the wooden spoon. It didn’t sting because she was practically numb from being so swollen, and he knew that. He watched her face as the strikes became more forceful. It didn’t hurt. All it did was prolong the effects of her orgasm until another one began to build.

  “Please…please…” She didn’t even know what she was begging for. She only knew she didn't want any of this to end.

  “Tell me what I want to know and I’ll stop.”

  “What do you want to know?” She was ready to tell him anything.

  “If what you really want on Saturday is a threesome with me and Maddox.”

  She looked into his eyes, certain he was teasing her, but only saw sincerity and molten lust. Julie began to whimper again. Surely he wasn’t serious?

  “You want that, Julie. Admit it.” He tapped her clit with each utensil, and she cried out. Now it stung, but it was a sweet pain because it also sent waves of pleasure through her.

  “You want us both to lick you and kiss you and suck you.”

  “Sean, please…”

  He smacked her ass cheeks hard with the wooden spoon, and she yelped. “Detective…please…”

  “Tell me you want that.” His voice, soft yet commanding, sent shock waves racing through her body. “Tell me you want us both to fuck you.”

  “I don’t know…”

  “Yes you do.” More strikes with the utensils on her pussy. Julie was out of her mind with need. She was going to come again, merely from what he was doing and from the sound of his voice. When he dropped to his knees and began to lick her again, she moaned loudly. He stopped and stared into her eyes. “Tell me, Julie.”

  She couldn’t take any more. “Please…”

  Sean walked over to his clothes and dug in his jeans pocket. He pulled out a condom and opened the package, then walked over to stand in front of her. “I won’t give you want you want until you tell me the truth.”

  His cock was twitching, and she didn’t want to tempt fate by pointing out the fact that he couldn’t hold off much longer. She needed him inside her before she went out of her mind. Tears spilled over her lids. “Yes. I want that. I want you both. But I’m afraid of it, too.”

  His entire expression softened. He knelt next to her face and wiped her tears. “Julie…please don't be. I swear to you we would never hurt you.”

  “Really?” She believed him. She trusted him. She trusted them both.

  “Of course not.” He touched her face tenderly. “Never.” Sean put on the condom then untied her. He picked her up and laid her on the sofa then gathered her in his arms and just held her, stroking her hair. When he kissed her, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and pushed up against him, wanting him inside her. She never wanted to let him go. He was every fantasy she’d ever had, all rolled into one, but more erotic and intense than she’d ever imagined.

  When he slipped his dick into her pussy, she cried out and lifted her hips. He pulled out, glanced around, and then moved off her just long enough to grab a sofa pillow and place it under her hips. He positioned himself between her legs and slid his cock inside her pussy again.

  He lifted her legs over his shoulders the same way Maddox had done. Julie moaned and writhed as the climax began to overtake her. Sean stroked her legs, and when he began to tease her clit, she exploded again in a blinding orgasm. Tears ran down her cheeks as he kept up a steady rhythm, fucking her hard and deep. She couldn’t get enough.

  “You feel so fucking incredible,” he whispered. “Julie…I’ll never get enough of you.”

  “Don’t… don’t ever stop.”

  “Oh, Julie…” Sean fucked her faster. The veins stood out on his neck. Her pussy was sore and she didn’t even care. When he finally came, his cries and groans filled the room. He lay against her chest for a long time while their breathing slowed down, and then he removed his condom and pulled her into his arms.

  “May I stay with you tonight?”

  Julie smiled. “Just try and leave, Detective.”

  * * * *

  Julie woke up around midnight to use the bathroom, and when she returned, Sean was awake. He pulled her into his arms and stroked her back. “Did you really have a crush on me all those years?”

  She lifted her head so she could look into his eyes. “I did.”

  “You know what everyone said about you, right?”

  She nodded. Somehow, the memories didn’t sting as much right now, and because of that she just wanted to get it all out. “You know, what’s really ironic is that I did absolutely nothing in high school. Not one thing. Not even with Bobby Gibbons, who started the rumors about me being a cold fish in bed. He asked me out on a date and I turned him down, so he spread a bunch of stupid lies that stuck for some bizarre reason.” She shook her head. “Why are we all such assholes when we’re teens?”

  “I wish I knew, Julie.”

  “I had two relationships as an undergrad, and they were both disasters. Then I fell in love while a grad student, but he cheated on me with anything that moved. And just for fun, he taunted me about my lack of sexual experience and used it to hurt me.”

  “Julie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t help matters any. I believed the lies about you in school.”

  “I believed them, Sean. Especially when I cried the first time I had sex.”

  Sean pulled her close and sighed out loud. “God, Julie. I’m so sorry.”

  “Up until Friday, I honestly believed I was nothing but a frigid woman, incapable of enjoying sex. Apparently that’s not true.”

  Sean rolled over on top of her, and cupped her face gently. “Nothing could be further from the truth. Julie, you’re exciting and sexy. And I’m going to make sure again that you know that.”

  He kissed her, and Julie was lost in a sea of erotic sensations.

  * * * *

  Julie floated through her appointments on Friday, realizing she’d better figure out how to deal with this or she’d lose clients. Sean had stayed the night, and they’d made love two more times—in her bed. He’d woken at six in the morning and told her he wished he didn’t have to leave, but duty called.

  Julie had nearly fallen back to sleep afterwards without first setting her alarm, and had then forced herself to get up and take a long shower. She drank more coffee than she normally did, and it had woken her up, but now several hours later she was jumpy and had trouble following the simplest conversations. What would she be like tomorrow? She was actually glad Sean hadn’t suggested getting together again tonight. She didn’t think she could handle it.

  Her pussy was sore and tender, but each time she became aware of it, memories of the night before flooded her senses and she shivered as she recalled the taste of his kisses, the feel of his arms enveloping her, and his thick cock slidi
ng in and out of her.

  When she finally drove home Friday afternoon, fresh guilt washed over her at the sight of a package on the front stoop. Had Maddox sent another gift? What would he say if he found out she’d spent the night with Sean? Well, he shouldn’t say anything. It’s not like they had an exclusive agreement.

  The “secret” she’d confessed to Sean came back to her as she parked her car in the garage and walked around to the front porch. He hadn’t mentioned it again the entire night. Had it merely been part of their game, or had he believed her? And what did he think of that? Julie had no frame of reference for this situation. She’d barely been able to handle a sexual relationship with one man let alone two.

  There were actually two packages on the porch, one behind the other. She picked them up and went inside. Sean’s scent still hung in the room. She took a deep breath, letting the memories fill her senses. Her gaze drifted first to the armchair, where the ribbons still rested like decorations draped over one arm, and then to the sofa. She giggled as she realized her pussy juices had left a stain on the beige cushions. She’d probably have to get the damn thing cleaned now.

  Walking into the kitchen, she took out a microwave dinner and once it was cooking, opened the first package. It was a tickler. Julie had seen them before but had never touched one. She ran it lightly across her forearm, shivering at the sensation. The note that accompanied it was simple.

  Bring this, too. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow night, Julie.

  Maddox had sent her a toy every day since Friday night, but he hadn’t called her again since he’d called to ask if she was doing anything for Valentine’s Day. She recalled what Kari had said about his past. Had he always been this way? Closed off from the world, hiding inside a world of pain and hurt? If he’d been like this as a teen, he’d certainly hidden it well.

  Her memories of him involved watching him walk through the halls, at least one girl hanging off each arm or gazing up at him in adoration, with bright smiles on their faces. He’d always seemed to be smiling too, unless his glance fell on Julie. Then he’d sneered. Or, had she been wrong about that all these years? But what had happened to him that now had him living like a hermit?