by Anthology
Two hours and three stores later, we sat across from each other in a small café. At every store, I’d made Lily go into the fitting room and masturbate. She’d almost gotten discovered at our second stop when another customer went into the fitting room beside hers while she was in the middle of it. Lucky for Lily, she was good at being quiet when she had to.
Lily sipped her coffee as we waited for our server to bring dessert. “Thank you for this morning.”
“You’re welcome.” I grinned over my coffee cup.
She blushed. “I meant the shopping. I know it’s not your favorite thing.”
“Oh, I had plenty of fun this morning. Don’t you worry.”
The redness on her cheeks deepened.
“When we finish here we’re going up on the mountain tram. There are supposed to be some tremendous views.”
Our server chose that moment to return with the cheesecake we’d ordered. He placed the plates down in front of us. “Is there anything else I can get you?”
“Just the check.”
He nodded and placed the bill on the edge of the table. “I hope you enjoy the rest of your afternoon.”
“Thanks.” He walked away and I met Lily’s gaze across the table. “I plan to.”
Lily
I’d been in a near constant state of arousal all morning. Between giving Logan a wake-up blowjob, fooling around in the shower, sex on the stairs, and then being told to masturbate in each of the stores we’d visited, my body was humming. One would think it would be enough, but apparently not. All getting myself off in public had done was make me crave his cock.
By the time we’d sat down to lunch my panties were soaked. I was hoping the wetness wouldn’t seep through onto my skirt. It would be beyond embarrassing to walk around with a wet spot visible for all the world to see. But even with that possibility, it didn’t lessen the thrill of how we’d spent our day so far.
Logan had made me down three glasses of water with my lunch. I was sure he didn’t want me to get dehydrated given how much I’d come. It also made me wonder what else he had planned for the day.
The drive to the tram took about twenty minutes. Even on a Saturday, the traffic in the area was nothing like it was in Minneapolis. Logan pulled into the parking lot and found a spot.
He walked around the back of the vehicle to the passenger side and opened my door. I stepped out onto the gravel and stood. It was chillier today than it had been the day before so we’d brought our jackets. Logan grabbed them from the back and held mine for me to put on then shrugged into his own.
Once he’d locked the car we walked to the entrance and Logan handed the man our tickets. Somehow he’d managed to plan this ahead of time without my knowing. My man could be sneaky when he wanted to be, but I wasn’t complaining—especially if I was the one benefiting.
We were directed a short distance away to another employee. This one stood in a small booth of sorts. He greeted us as we drew close and, after validating our tickets, took us over to the tram. It wasn’t much more than a small metal box dangling from a cable.
The man waited until we were inside and sitting down before he closed the door and returned to his booth. A few seconds passed and then the metal box began to move.
Slowly we climbed up the mountain. It was beautiful. There were trees everywhere and in the distance I could see Lake Superior.
“Lily, look.” Logan pointed to our right.
I followed his gaze and my heart nearly skipped a beat when I saw five deer huddled together, eating. One of the younger ones looked up as if they’d heard something. I wondered if we had startled him or something else.
We moved farther up the mountain and more animals came into view. Since it was spring there were enough breaks in the tree line to get a good look at the ground below and the animals were all out enjoying the warmer weather. I was glad we’d come now and not in the height of summer.
Then my gaze fell on the most spectacular sight. “An eagle.” My voice was almost reverent.
Logan came to sit on the other side of me. “I’ve never seen one in real life except in a zoo.”
“Me either.”
When we saw the chalet at the top of the mountain, Logan took a moment to pull me close. “Are you cold?”
I shook my head. Even though I was wearing a skirt, there was heat in the tramcar. Besides, I was used to my legs being uncovered most of the time. I wore a skirt to the office almost every day.
He bent his head to kiss me. It was soft and full of gentle suction.
There was a slight jerk as the tramcar eased up next to a booth similar to the one at the bottom of the mountain. A woman approached us and opened the door so we could exit.
Logan went first and then helped me out.
“Thank you, Sir.” The woman seemed unfazed by my response. She probably figured it was said in teasing because he was being a gentleman helping me out.
He grinned and tucked my hand in the crook of his elbow as we strolled into the chalet. It reminded me of our cabin with all the wood everywhere, but it was larger. There was a place for people to buy souvenirs, tables where people could sit and eat, and even a small sitting area.
We browsed the souvenirs but didn’t find anything that interested us. Eventually we ended up out on the deck that overlooked Lake Superior. He stood behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist.
“It’s so peaceful here,” I whispered.
Logan hummed as he rested his chin on top of my hair.
“Can I ask you something?”
He gave me a little squeeze. “You can ask me anything.”
“If it hadn’t been for Stephan, would you have embarked on this lifestyle with me? I mean, if we’d just met randomly, dated, and then I told you that’s what I was into, would you have given it a try? Or would you have run away from me as fast as your feet could take you?”
I felt his chest vibrate a little before his lips pressed against the top of my head. “I wish I could say that I still would have given us a shot, but I don’t know. When we met, there was this instant connection I felt to you… one I couldn’t explain. Maybe that would have been enough for me to try and give you what you needed. I’d like to think so.”
I turned in his arms and laced my fingers behind his neck. “But?”
Logan smiled. “But having Stephan to help me understand the hows and whys certainly made it easier. I don’t think we’d be where we are today without his assistance.”
Standing up on my tiptoes, I brushed my lips against Logan’s. “Guess I owe him a big thank you, huh? Maybe do something special for him?”
Logan dug his fingers into my skin and a sound almost like a growl bubbled up from his chest. He pressed my body flush against his. He knew I was teasing, but there was a part of him that still got jealous when it came to Stephan and me. I had played with Stephan first, after all.
I rubbed my hands up and down Logan’s back. His pupils dilated and I felt myself grow wetter. Why did his acting like this turn me on so much? I knew as an independent woman it shouldn’t, but that didn’t make the evidence to the contrary go away.
He grabbed my ass and plunged his tongue inside my mouth at the same time. “Mine.” He gasped as he came up for air and then dove back in. It was a good thing we were the only ones out on the deck at the moment.
When his lips finally left mine, he buried his face in the curve of my neck. “I’m sorry.”
I chuckled, although since I was still breathing hard it came out more like a snort. “Don’t be. I like it.”
He gave my backside a swat as he put some space between us. “How wet are those panties of yours?”
Taking a quick look around to make sure we were still alone, I reached for his hand and pressed it between my legs.
He groaned. “Home. Now.”
I almost tripped as he pushed me back into the chalet. We crossed to the other side and out to where the woman at the booth was waiting. Within a few minutes, we were inside an
other tramcar heading back down the mountain.
This time we didn’t pay much attention to our surroundings. There was a camera in one corner, so Logan took the seat directly underneath it. He pulled me down onto his lap and spread my legs wide. Unless the angle could somehow be changed from outside the car, they wouldn’t be able to see anything.
I moaned as he kissed my neck and rubbed along the inside of my thighs. My nipples were hard and my clit was throbbing… begging to be touched.
“What does my bad girl want?” he asked, nibbling on the skin right below my ear.
“Touch me, Sir. Please.”
“You want me to touch you here? In this public place? What if someone sees?” He was teasing me now.
“I don’t care. I don’t care who sees. I need to come. Please, Sir.”
He flicked his tongue along my earlobe as he slipped a hand down the front of my panties. My voice caught when his fingers found my clit and I whimpered.
“Louder,” Logan ordered. “I want to hear you, Lily. I want to hear how good I’m making you feel.”
I stopped trying to hold back. The thought occurred to me that maybe the camera had a microphone attached and that someone was listening, but at that point I didn’t care. Or maybe I did. Either way all it did was add to my excitement. I was sprinting toward my climax. All I needed was a little more.
Suddenly his fingers were gone. I opened my eyes and was shocked to see the small booth straight ahead. The ride was over and I was still horny as hell.
I turned to see Logan staring back at me with an evil smile on his face.
Chapter 6
Logan
I had a difficult time keeping the smile off my face as we drove back to the cabin. One of the best parts of our position in the tramcar was that I had a perfect view of our descent. I knew how long I had to tease her.
Lily kept taking deep breaths and squeezing her thighs. That’s what had me pressing my lips together trying to keep my amusement to myself. Apparently I wasn’t doing that great a job.
“You’re loving this, aren’t you?”
I shrugged. “Maybe a little.”
She shifted in her seat, turning to look out the window. I couldn’t tell if she was actually upset or just irritated that I hadn’t let her come.
“If you want to call a halt to our weekend arrangement, Lily, all you have to do is say the word.” She knew exactly what word I meant—her safeword. If she said it, everything would stop and we would talk things out before any more play.
For a long moment, she didn’t say anything. “No, I’m fine. It’s fine. Things are just different between us than what I’ve had in the past.” She turned to face me. “I like when you tease me, I do, but…”
“But it drives you crazy?” I prompted when she didn’t finish.
“Yeah.” She grinned and leaned her head against the seat. “I don’t remember it being so overwhelming the last time I played for an extended period of time.”
I nodded. Stephan and I had talked about this. “When you’re in love with the other person everything is more intense.” I reached for her hand and brought it up to my lips for a kiss. “You’ve never been in love with your Dom before.”
She opened her mouth to say something but I cut her off.
“Your high school boyfriend doesn’t count. That was puppy love.”
Lily smirked. “The difference being?”
“You’re older and wiser now.” I winked and tucked her hand into my lap, not letting go.
“You make it sound like we’re over the hill with one foot in the grave.”
I chuckled. “Not sure I’d go that far.”
Turning down the gravel road that led to the cabin, I released her to keep better control of the car. There were bumps and dips as we wove our way through the tree-lined drive.
She kept her hand resting in my lap until we pulled up to the cabin. Once I’d put the vehicle in park, Lily inched her fingers higher until they were pressing against my crotch.
I looked over at her as I turned the engine off and raised an eyebrow. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Nothing,” she said with an all too innocent expression.
Deciding to play her game, I mimicked her actions and placed my hand on her bare leg. I slid my palm up until I could feel the heat radiating from her sex. She sucked in a breath and opened her legs in anticipation of my touch.
Instead of going for the goods, I walked my fingers up the outside of her leg to the top of her panties. I traced the silky edge from her hip to her belly button and back again. She flexed her stomach muscles as I continued to brush the tips of my fingers along her skin. “Do you want to come again, Lily?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
“I don’t know. I think maybe you’ve come enough for one day.”
A whimper escaped her and I could tell she was resisting the urge to argue with me. On an average day, it wouldn’t be a big deal. This weekend it would mean there would be consequences.
I leaned in and ran the tip of my nose along the curve of her neck. She tilted her head to the side and I scraped my teeth along her pulse point before sitting up and removing my hand. Lily shook her head as if coming out of a daze.
Pretending I didn’t notice, I unbuckled my seat belt and climbed out of the car. By the time I reached the passenger side to open her door, Lily had control of herself again. She took my hand when I offered it and we made our way inside the cabin.
“Why don’t you go grab a shower while I prep a few things in the kitchen?”
She nodded and headed into the bathroom.
I reached down to adjust myself once she was out of sight. Messing with her affected me as much as it did her—maybe more. That didn’t mean it wasn’t fun.
In the kitchen, I dug some fruit and cheese out of the back of the refrigerator and laid it on the counter. It was still early and we’d had a big lunch, but we’d need to eat something else before the evening was over.
I also took the time alone to go over my plans for tonight. Tomorrow we would be driving back to Minneapolis. This was our last night at the cabin and I wanted to make it special in every way possible.
Once everything was arranged on a plate, I placed it back in the refrigerator for later.
Lily ambled naked into the main living area. Her hair was wet, which made it darker than usual. Several ringlets brushed the tops of her breasts as she came toward me.
As soon as she was within touching distance, I hooked an arm around her waist and pressed her against me. I tangled my fingers in her long, wet locks and kissed her thoroughly.
“Did you enjoy your shower?” I asked when I came up for air.
It took her a few moments to answer, which made my male pride soar. “Yes. But I would have enjoyed it more if you had taken one with me.”
I hummed and gave her quick kiss. “Maybe later.”
“A girl can hope.”
Smiling, I kissed her forehead and stepped back. “Let’s go upstairs and get you dressed.”
Lily’s bottom lip jutted out in a pout. “I was kind of hoping that whatever you had planned for us tonight involved me being naked.”
I snorted and grabbed her hand as I guided us toward the stairs. Patience wasn’t one of my girl’s many virtues.
When we reached the top of the stairs, I let go of her hand and walked over to our bags. Lily hung back and waited while I opened the one suitcase we’d brought with us. Yesterday I’d rummaged through her closet until I’d found the dress she’d worn the first time we’d met. I pulled it out of the suitcase and handed it to her. Lucky for me it was made out of a clingy fabric that traveled well.
Lily’s eyes lit up when she saw it. “You brought the silver dress?”
I smiled and handed it over to her. “Get yourself ready. I’m going to shower and dress downstairs.”
She went up on her tiptoes and gave me a chaste kiss. It was sweet and innocent—in complete con
trast with the thoughts going through my head. Then again, it was hard to think straight when Lily was standing in front of me in nothing but her birthday suit.
Before I changed my mind and threw her on the bed, I grabbed my clothes and ducked down the stairs.
The shower helped and gave me time to focus on the evening ahead. I took the time to shave and slap on some aftershave. Then I reached for my tux.
Lily was standing in the living room, thumbing through a book when I came out of the bathroom. She glanced up when she heard me and her eyes went wide. I knew how much she loved seeing me dressed up like this.
With the book forgotten, she stared at me as I made my way across the room. “You look—”
“Like I did the first night we met.” I took the book from her hand and placed it back on the shelf. “So do you.”
I removed my iPod from my jacket pocket, turned it on, and placed it on the shelf beside the aging radio. The gentle melody of the first song we’d ever danced to filled the small space around us.
“May I have this dance, Miss Adams?” They were the same words I’d uttered a little over a year ago on the night that had changed my life forever—the night I’d met her.
The sides of her mouth curled up a little as she stepped into my arms. “I would love to, Mr. Mattson.”
Lily
When Logan handed me my silver dress I knew he had something special and romantic planned for tonight but nothing had prepared me for seeing him in his tux. The only time he ever wore it was for special functions for the hospital, such as the night we’d met. Since he had to dress up for his job, he didn’t often do so during his downtime. He much preferred jeans and a T-shirt. That was perfectly fine with me most of the time since he looked edible in his jeans, but in a tux Logan was downright sinful.
He snaked one arm around my waist and held my hand against his chest with the other as we swayed together. I rested my head against his shoulder, enjoying being in his arms. This time I didn’t have to worry about people around us, or our professional obligations. Tonight I could enjoy just being together.