The Baby Pact

by Riley Rollins

  “Take them off,” I ordered harshly. “Let me see you…”

  And she did. Without raising up. She stayed folded in half, spreading her legs and pushing them down until the thin straps were strained to the limits. Then she slipped one foot free and let them fall to the floor. She was displayed, and I could see her ready wetness shining on her swollen folds.

  “Shameless,” I breathed, as my cock pounded, demanding its freedom. “Give me your hands.” She turned, twisting at the waist, and reached out.

  “Only if you let me see you, too,” she breathed. Her tongue flickered over her lip. She smiled, her breasts rising and falling with her breath.

  “Dirty, shameless girl, “I growled, accusingly. But I stripped anyway, and kicked the last of my clothes free. My cock leapt responsively. I could feel her eyes, stroking up and down my length… taking it all in.

  “The same safe word works here,” I said, keeping her body at arm’s length. Even so, the head of my cock bobbed dangerously close to her belly. “No will stop anything you don’t want. But I fully intend to push you, Angel.” I felt my balls tighten and lift. “I’m going to tie you sweetheart…. push you right to the edge.” I took a step closer and felt a single shudder run through us both. My cock slipped wetly up her belly as I forced her back against the solid bedpost.

  “You’re going to be begging for release before we take the next step…”

  And I’d taken her to that edge I promised… so incredibly close that I’d felt gush after gush of slippery heat flood my fingers, my tongue. And every time her pussy had started to throb with the first spasms of climax, I’d backed off. Until, finally, I’d discovered every sensitive place, tasted every hidden depth.

  And I knew it was time...

  18

  Angelina

  “What is this place?” I asked.

  He pushed the door open with his shoulder and carried me inside. My whole body was thrumming, still hovering on the edge of climax.

  “My last secret,” he answered, his voice thick with pent-up need. “A place for discovering what’s under the surface…”

  I looked around, shivering in spite of the heat of his body. The lighting was dim, the walls high and close. It was quiet, and I had the sensation of being underground, somehow. I looked up to see the ceiling was made of glass. Stars were visible… shining down.

  There was a padded bench, low and large enough to lay down on. But it wasn’t a bed. Not by a long shot. There were satin pillows… but iron rings, as well. And from high up the wall, a leather seat hung, suspended from a hinged iron arm. The straps were thick and heavy, and most of the seat was just open space.

  This is the room you wanted me to decorate?” I said faintly. “It looks like you’ve managed that already…”

  “It hasn’t been tested,” he answered, running his fingers over the bench. “I want to learn what you like… what excites you… I need you to perfect it.”

  “It’s like the Underground,” I said, shivering again.

  “Without the prying eyes,” he replied. He picked up a smoothly curved steel vibrator and a studded leather strap with a buckle at the end. His cock swayed heavily from side to side as he moved, and I felt a hot trickle run down the inside of my thighs. He glanced down, and back up with dark, shining eyes. He swung the seat closer… “Sit.”

  He was huge, looming over me, almost sinister… but with the emphasis on sin…

  And while my body was busy giving in to his demands, my mind was wrestling, trying to reconcile the man in front of me, touching me in a way that set my body on fire and making my reason slip away…

  One minute he’d been bright and gentle, throwing a stick on the beach for Miri, helping my daughter wash her seashells in the shallow water. The next, he was pulling me with him into a world of deep, dark pleasure. I closed my eyes and felt the slick touch of fabric against my wrists. His cock butted and prodded like a promise as he moved next to me. And deep down, I knew nothing could stop this. I needed everything he could give me… I was way too far in, to stop what was already in motion.

  My whole life had been nothing but complicated. How could I possibly expect this to be simple?

  “I’m not sure I…”

  “That’s why I need you to trust me,” he answered. He took me by the hips and slipped me into the swing. My weight made it bounce gently…

  As my ass slipped downward, I was folded almost in half. My thighs pushed against my breasts, forcing them up, mounding them under my collarbone. He took my wrists gently, giving me a chance to object… but I was too far gone to resist, too excited to stop. Part of me was terrified, but it only seemed to heighten my need. He slipped a loop of soft fabric around my wrists and bound them carefully to the strap over my head.

  “This goes inside you, angel,” he said, holding up the smooth steel shaft. “And this holds it in place.” He let the soft leather strap rub against one of my nipples. “This, you use to control the intensity.” He put a small object in my hand and I could feel the button. “One click, every time you want more,” he said. “I want to watch you do this… watch you pleasure yourself…”

  He slipped the vibrator in slowly, letting my tight pussy adjust and warm it. “You’re soaking,” he said, heavily. And I was breathing fast. He slipped the strap around my hips and tightened the buckle. Without it, my clenching body would have pushed the vibrator out…

  His eyes bore into me as he stepped back and leaned against the padded bench. “You have all the power in the world now,” he said, with a smile. “At the touch of a button.

  All the pleasure you want… or the power to stop it. You can let me watch your climax, or demand I release you and fuck you with this.” He gripped his huge erection in his hand. “You can ask for anything you want, Angel… and I’ll give it to you.” He stroked his hand up to the head of his rod and squeezed. His balls were huge and tight with his arousal. “You’re the one in control now…”

  For a moment, I was aware of little more than his cock and a feeling of weightlessness. I’d never felt so alive in my whole life. I was waiting on the edge, feeling desire and need I’d never dreamed of. And the dark edge drew me in even more…

  “Push the button,” he said.

  And I did.

  The sensation was gentle. But I was incredibly tight and already so close to orgasm anyway, that it made me suck in a noisy breath. I felt my eyes roll and saw Will’s huge cock swell even more. I pushed the button again. Once… twice more… each increment was small. I could find the perfect level…

  Something in his eyes gave me more courage than I’d ever had. I pushed the button again and felt my nipples go rock hard. My pussy pulsed, pushing against the steel inside me. But the strap held tight and rolling waves of pure pleasure rose inside my core. “I want to watch you, too,” I gasped. I pushed the button without even thinking. “Show me,” I demanded.

  And he gripped his thick cock harder and started to stroke. His legs were planted wide, the muscles in his legs clearly defined. His chest was broad and darkly tanned, his arms roped with muscle. Rock hard abs tapered to a vee and pointed downward… the head of his cock was dark and huge, glistening… He stroked hard and a thick drip of fluid swung from the tip.

  “Take yourself closer,” he said, focusing on my eyes. “It’ll make you even tighter than you already are…” I want to be in your mouth when you come the first time… but don’t take me over the edge with you…

  I want to be in that sweet pussy when I come, Angel.”

  19

  Will

  She cried out when she came, and the vibration of her voice on my shaft was almost beyond bearing.

  She was still engulfed in the last sweet waves of climax when I freed her of her bonds and wrapped her in my arms. I laid her on the soft, padded bench and stretched out over the top of her lovely, quivering body. I could see the muscles in her belly and thighs working and knew she was pulsing inside with rhythmic aftershocks. I eased myself in
side her, aching to feel them.

  I moved in her slowly, soothingly, stroking the inside of her thigh, the smoothness of her belly. I buried my face between her breasts and breathed deep, drunk with her scent. My body was aching for release, but I let her body set the pace. She needed to slow, before she could build again… and experiencing her in the lull between orgasms was erotic as hell…

  “I feel almost outside myself…,” she said, faintly. “Like I’m floating…”

  “It’s from delaying your climax,” I said, burying my face in her neck. “From pushing the level of arousal incredibly high and then keeping it there.” I held her face in my hands, resting my weight on my forearms. I brushed my lips over hers. “We’ve only just broken the surface, sweetheart. The next one you’ll feel deeper in your core… The third one deeper still.” I pushed her hair up above her head so I could run my lips over her neck… under her ears.

  “I’m not sure I’d survive another like that…,” she said, but she lifted to meet me as my hips churned in slow circles. “I can’t even believe I’m here… and this is happening,” she gasped as I pushed in deeper. “I don’t do things like this…”

  “Do you really want me to stop?” I asked, knowing the answer just as well as she did. I could feel her muscles inside squeezing my cock and her already slick pussy was getting even wetter.

  “I think I might die if you do,” she said. “I’m just not sure I won’t come apart at the seams if you don’t stop… I haven’t felt like this…”

  “Since prom night,” I answered for her. “Neither have I…” I hilted myself to emphasize the last word and was rewarded as she caught her breath and her eyes darkened with growing need. “That fucking pink sash…,” I said, letting my thrusts grow longer and deeper.

  “I never did anything like that before…”

  “And you couldn’t forget how it felt,” I said, teasing my head against her cervix. I watched her eyes widen and pushed even deeper…

  “No…,” she breathed. “I still can’t forget…”

  I pushed her breasts together until her nipples were barely an inch apart and used my teeth to pull them into thick, erect nubs. Her breathing was coming faster and I felt my cock surge responsively.

  “You needed more,” I said, catching her in my teeth, sucking her into my mouth. I sucked hard and let her go with a wet sound that made her pussy clench me. “You came to the club to find it… You came here tonight to find it…”

  “I always had to be strong,” she said. “To keep it all together…” I rocked my cock and pulled a long stroke against her swelling upper wall. “Oh… God…”

  “And you needed someone else to be in control,” I finished.

  “I see below the surface, Angel. I know exactly what you need…” I cupped her ass in my hands and began a steady, throbbing rhythm inside her. “You ache to give up control because you ache to have someone you can trust.” I kissed her, taking her bottom lip between my teeth and exploring it with my tongue. “You never should have disappeared, sweetheart. If you had only let me show you…” I felt her body rise suddenly and she tightened around me like a hand…

  “Oh… God… I… I can feel the next one coming…”

  She was so wet now that I could hear my thrusts. She was writhing under me… reaching between our bodies to cup my balls, to touch my thick shaft as it disappeared inside her, again and again. I grasped her hand and drew it up, bringing our mingled scent up and licking her fingers. There wasn’t a single facet of her I didn’t crave… I needed every experience of her…

  And she needed it just as much. She tangled her fingers in my hair, kissing me, tasting my cock and her own sweet pussy on my lips. Her primal moan drove us both over the edge. She lifted her hips, meeting me as I thrust, as I poured myself inside her. I could feel my own heavy jets of come, releasing in pulse after pulse of agonizing pleasure. The cries of her own climax came with every release of my seed… She could feel me coming in her… and it was like nothing I’d ever known…

  “Oh my… God… Will…,” she moaned, gripping the back of my neck. I could feel her hot mouth against my throat and the drawing, squeezing pull of her lingering orgasm. Her pussy sucked me, the muscles working in a silky, rolling motion… I dropped my face to her heaving breast and took her nipple, sucking, too. And we rocked each other gently, each of us so sensitive that the tiniest movement felt like a climax of its own…

  Somewhere later, in the deepest part of the night, I gathered her up and carried her to my bed. Gentle as I was, I woke her anyway…

  and spent as we were, the need for each other was even stronger…

  20

  Angelina

  What the hell was I doing?

  I shuffled downstairs as quietly as I could, zipping and buttoning as I went. I’d taken enough time to scratch out a hasty note and I’d left it on my pillow. He had still been asleep, and I’d lingered just long enough to notice how easily he slept. His dark hair tousled… his slow and steady breathing. I had watched his chest, rising and falling, and I knew I had to get out.

  Crazy… fucking crazy…,” I muttered under my breath, as I navigated the flagstones in the weak morning light. “I’m fucking my fucking boss…”

  I stopped halfway to the cottage, working to catch my breath. The ocean view was incredible… the water moving back and forth, the salty air reminding me of…

  “I can’t do this…,” I said to myself. I’m a mother and I’m a plain vanilla sex kind of girl… Women who have a family to support don’t do things like this… “And they sure as hell don’t beg their boss to tie them up and screw them…”

  I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to cover the evidence, taking the rest of the path as slowly as I could. Violet would be awake soon, and Mattie was always up doing yoga before dawn. Hell, she’d probably known better than I had, just what I was getting myself into. Mattie had been into the Dom/sub lifestyle for a while… although I’d only ever known her to be with Rex… Still, there was something about the whole idea that made me squirm inside. It was wrong, wasn’t it? To like that sort of thing? To want to dominate another person sexually, or to be dominated by them?

  Except that I could hardly deny I’d never even come close to the kind of pleasure Will offered.

  And it wasn’t as if we were strangers…

  He’s practically admitted he has feelings for you, I told myself. He searched for you… gave you this job… And he was so amazing with Violet… I reached the back door and looked through the glass. Mattie was in warrior pose, and gave me a bright grin.

  Easy for you, I thought, to live on the edge. You’re bright and brave and daring…. All the things I’ve never been. I didn’t have the time… I couldn’t take the risk. Not with a little girl, not when I was too busy being both mother and father…

  I opened the door and slipped in, feeling like a guilty thief…

  “Hey, girl,” she said, with her usual lightness. She narrowed her eyes and gave me a scrutinizing look that made me feel naked…

  “Looks like somebody got all her buttons pushed last night.”

  “You don’t understand,” I said again. “He’s my boss and this is a fucking bad idea. Haven’t you ever heard the phrase not to… well not to do what I just did. Again…”

  “And you didn’t hear what I said,” she shot back easily. Damn her casual hide…

  “I said, it’s completely normal to get a little freaked out. And sure it’s a little more complicated because he’s paying your salary…”

  “And providing the roof over our heads,” I added.

  “Ok. So it’s not the simplest arrangement. I’m just saying this guy is smokin’ hot and has got an obvious obsession with you.” She tucked a foot under her ass and leaned her arm over the back of the sofa. Violet’s music was soft in the background. “What’s the harm in seeing where this could go? It was amazing, right? You don’t even have to admit it. I can see it all over you.”

  I sh
ook my head and reached out for Miri. She was curled up between us, with her soft head resting on my lap. “It was amazing,” I said. “But it’s not the point.”

  “How is it not the point?”

  “Sooner or later, this job is going to be over,” I said. “And we’re going to go back to Seattle and leave all this behind. I’m not even sure how I feel about all the… well, you know. But to risk getting emotionally attached and then have it all end… Worse still, for Violet to get hurt…”

  “Excuses,” Mattie said flatly.

  “What…?”

  You’re making excuses, not to put a little trust in someone else’s hands for a change.”

  “What the hell do you think I’ve been doing with you and Donna all these years?” I asked. “I trust the two of you more than I trust my own mother. The only thing I share with her is a Christmas card…”

  “I’m talking about men, and you know it,” she shot back. “You spent the last six years pining after Will. A man who wasn’t around,” she said emphatically. “And you only went out with wimpy little guys who had no will of their own. Of course, you never found your match in any of them. And now that you have, you’re scared to death. I can see that look in your eyes, and I can smell an excuse a mile away… I’m not telling you how to live your life, Angie. I just want you to have a life.

  And sometimes… hell, all the time… that means taking a risk. Having the balls to take a chance.

  I just don’t want you to run, before you’re really sure what it is you’re running from…”