In a few seconds she would guide him inside her aching cunt. Oddly enough, where the idea had once frightened her, it now felt exciting and so right.
His mouth pressed harder against hers, and she enjoyed the sharp friction his chin stubble created against her mouth.
Suddenly he broke the kiss with a groan and pushed her against the countertop. Dropping his hands from her swollen, aching breasts, he gazed upon her two offerings.
“You look damn good, Sky. Damn good.” His voice was thick with emotion. A faint smile lifted his passion swelled lips. “Now I wonder if you taste as good as you look.”
She blinked in surprise as his head lowered. His hot tongue shot out and licked her nipple.
The warmth of his rough tongue against her tight bud startled her. Without warning he popped it into his moist mouth, making her shudder as rays of pleasure zipped through her breast.
A hand came up, clamping over her other breast. He kneaded roughly until sensual desire seared through her flesh.
He suckled her other nipple. His mouth warm, heated and wet. His tongue constantly jabbed at the tender tip, sending sexually charged messages to parts south.
His zipper forgotten, Sky reached up and ran her hands through Jim’s feathery hair as he continued to suckle. Cupping the back of his head, she pulled his face into her swollen breast. This time she couldn’t stifle her cry as his teeth nipped her sensitive nipple.
“Fuck me, Jim. Please fuck me.”
Her words made his mouth still on her nipple, and then he pulled away.
He stared at her. Eyes dark with desire. Pupils flared with need. His breath raspy and hard.
His Adams apple bobbed as he swallowed. “I want to fuck you so bad right now it hurts. But how do I know you’re ready for me? How do I know you won’t say no again?”
“I won’t.”
His eyes widened at her answer, and she fought to inhale air as the familiar shade of hurt shone in his eyes.
He didn’t believe her. He thought she was teasing him again.
Sky reached out to him but Jim backed away, his hands held up in defensive gesture as if to ward her off.
“I’ve got to go. They’re expecting me,” he said.
Turning away from her he quickly slipped out the bathroom door, closing it behind his broad back.
Dammit!
Sky stomped her foot in frustration and whirled around. Looking into the bathroom mirror, she frowned. Her bare breasts were swollen with passion. Her left nipple taut, red and aching from where Jim had suckled.
Lips bruised and passion swelled.
God, she looked pathetic. Like a foiled woman who wanted to be fucked, yet rejected by her one true love.
She’d offered herself to Jim and he’d walked away. Son of a bitch.
Sky shook her head. She had no one to blame but herself. When she saw him again, she’d make sure he understood she wanted him. Next time, she wouldn’t take no for an answer.
~*~
Chapter Four
She should take a long cold shower. That would fix the problem Jim had left her with. Or maybe it wouldn’t.
Visions of Jim swirled around her. Of him stepping into the shower to join her. Water sluicing off his naked body. Muscles in his arms flexing erotically as his arms reached out and his hot hands cupped her swollen breasts. Sky grabbing hold of his rigid shaft …
Sky moaned.
The pathetic sound of it ripped her back to reality.
Okay, she’d better skip the shower.
Shutting off the taps and bathroom fan, she grabbed her blouse, flicked off the lights and left the bathroom. Through the looming evening dimness that enveloped her room, she had no trouble finding the slim white package containing the vibrator.
She licked her lower lip thoughtfully. She was too wound up to be any good right now. Her skin felt too hot and too electrified. She needed to take care of business.
Within moments, Sky had slid off her shoes and her tight skirt.
The crisp white sheets sparked against her aroused nipples as she slid totally naked under the covers. She tried to ignore the pleasure the smooth linen created against her breasts, but she couldn’t.
Reaching for the package containing the vibrator, Sky blew out a frustrated breath. She couldn’t rip open the box and the plastic wrapped item fast enough. Thank God someone had the sense to supply the batteries. Within seconds she’d inserted the batteries and switched on the vibrator.
The low hum was music to her ears.
A smile lifted her lips and Sky closed her eyes. She didn’t need to arouse her breasts, Jim had done a fine job of it.
All she needed to do was…
She gasped as the vibrator pushed past her puffy lips and rubbed against her ultra sensitive nub. Intense pleasure ripped through her cunt.
Damn that feels so good.
She moaned quietly as she rubbed the round head of the quivering machine in circular motions around her clit. The pleasure intensified. She could already feel her orgasm building.
Without hesitating, she slid the huge vibrator away and with two fingers from her other hand, slammed them against her pleasure bud where the machine had just been.
Without further adieu, she inserted the massive vibrator into her wet channel, gasping at the bliss it invoked as her cunt muscles grabbed a hold of it.
Sliding it in deeper, she couldn’t help but whimper as it rammed into her maiden head.
Keeping up the strokes to her clit with one hand, she slowly, erotically slid the vibrator out again then shoved it back in. Tidal waves of sensations ripped to her very core.
Breathing hard, Sky fondled her clit. At the same time she continued her ministrations with the vibrator, using long strokes, fucking herself until her body quivered and then exploded in a mass of scorching spasms.
When it was over, Sky sighed in relief and found herself cursing Jim McBride.
That son of a bitch was dangerous. He aroused her like no other man and then he left her wanting more of him.
What was his problem anyway? Didn’t he know how to fulfill a woman?
Sky shook her head in disappointment. It wasn’t Jim’s fault. It was her own fault. She’d teased a snake and she got bit. The vibrator had dealt with the immediate problem, but it was only a matter of time before she was aroused again.
She forced herself to focus her thoughts on the quietness sinking into the farmhouse.
Beside her bed, a cool breeze sifted through the windows caressing her hot cheeks, soothing her feverish body. She heard an owl hoot somewhere in the distance. Leaves rustled outside.
Through the layers of natural noises, she heard a sound.
An odd noise that didn’t quite fit.
A creak. Like someone opening a door. Her breath caught in her lungs.
Was it her door opening? Had Jim decided to join her?
Adrenaline stabbed through her gut. Along with the surge came a kaleidoscope of physical sensations. Her heart began to hammer against her chest. Her breasts suddenly seemed larger, swollen, aching with anticipation. Her nipples tingled and throbbed at the same time.
A powerful need to be touched crawled along her skin like wildfire. Her body hummed. She knew without a doubt if Jim climbed into her bed at this very moment, she would not turn him away.
Strangely enough, the thought didn’t shock her. In fact, it made her giggle in anticipation.
Tremors of want ripped through her cunt as she waited.
And waited.
No one came.
Damn!
Another creak ripped through the silence. And then another. It was followed by a low, drawn out moan.
Oh great!
Jim was having sex with one of those other women. Son of a bitch!
Throwing aside her sheets, Sky climbed out of the bed.
Reaching for her clothes, she jolted as her hands grabbed wood. Her clothes must have slipped off the night table onto the floor.
Groping thr
ough the darkness, she searched the area beside the night table but found nothing.
In the dimness, she spied the lamp and flicked the switch. Nothing happened.
Shoot! When Loverboy said lights out, he wasn’t kidding.
A man’s erotic groan drifted to her ears making Sky’s heart pound harder.
Whoever he was it surely sounded like he was having a good time.
Opening her door, she poked her head out and listened.
The hallway seemed to come alive with sexy feminine moans. Men’s erotic groans. The harsh squeak of bed springs.
Sky’s pulse skittered at the seductive sounds. Her legs trembled. She found herself getting moist between her legs, yet again.
A strange banging sound captured her attention.
Was someone knocking on a door? Was someone locked in somewhere? Trying to escape? An unwilling sex slave perhaps? The missing woman?
She crept into the dark hallway. The banging sounds were coming from next door.
Tiptoeing down the hall, Sky was surprised to find the door open. Peeking inside, her heart fluttered at the sight.
Candles flickered everywhere in the room. Scented candles that gave off an exciting aroma.
Breathing deeply she pinpointed the smell as vanilla. A scent she found very arousing.
She squinted her eyes through the semi-darkness to where the banging sound came.
Oh-my-God.
A dark haired man, his back toward Sky, was thrusting madly into the petite blonde named Loren. The woman sat on some sort of workbench. Her legs clasped tight around the man’s muscular hips, pressing kisses into his thick corded neck.
With every powerful thrust, the backboard banged against the wall.
Sky’s cunt quivered with raw need as she imagined herself in the woman’s position. Having her pussy rammed was starting to sound pretty good about now. Unfortunately she was here to do a job.
She forced herself to tear her gaze away from the two lovers. On rather shaky legs she stole down the hallway. She wondered if Loren knew she was about to be sold to a mistress. Wondered if the man fucking her was some sort of going away present for herself.
Oh boy. Those two had really been going at it. And they were enjoying themselves tremendously.
Nothing wrong with that. Nothing illegal.
By God! But the sight of those two fucking had been fantastic. The sweet ecstasy on the woman’s face, wonderful.
Sky stopped short as something niggled at the back of her mind. That man. Hadn’t he looked familiar?
Although she’d only seen him from the backside, hadn’t he seemed similar to one of those “giggly boy” Sex Squad detectives, Jim had scolded during briefing last week?
Sky shook her head. No way. Couldn’t be him.
Sighing with relief, she tiptoed further down the hallway.
She couldn’t help but to stop at the next open doorway. Sky’s pulse began to pound violently at the sight.
As in the other room, this one also glittered with scented candles. The aroma was different. This one smelled of roses. Romantic roses.
On the bed, legs crossed, sat four very good looking young people. Two women. Two men.
She recognized the heart shaped face woman with the auburn hair as Carmella. Loverboy’s partner.
All four were completely nude, and not at all embarrassed about being that way.
God, she envied him. She wished she could be so bold. So free.
“My turn.” Carmella laughed.
She drew a card from the deck between them on the bed. And smiled.
“Position 32. Climb on top of your partner and impale yourself on his rod.”
Sky’s pussy began to pound again.
The brunette picked the cutest guy of the two. Grinning from ear to ear, the man stretched full length on the king sized bed. His penis stuck straight up in the air.
Heavens, he was already fully aroused!
And so was Sky.
She tried to ignore the throbbing in her vagina as the woman crouched over the man and lowered herself onto his long penis. The woman grimaced as he disappeared inside her. Her loud hiss made even wore wetness cascading between Sky’s legs.
Unbelievable.
They looked so natural as they watched each other get fucked. So happy.
She didn’t know what she’d expected to find here in this farmhouse.
In the past, sex slaves had been slaves. Men and women held against their will. Made to perform sex for free. Maybe she’d expected to find a woman screaming as a man forced himself into her? Whips and butt plugs. A sex dungeon, maybe?
Certainly not this.
This new sex slave business looked tame. Is this another reason why the government had finally legalized sex slaves? To eradicate the horror of slavery?
But why hadn’t Loverboy registered as a Sex Slave Trainer? Why was he avoiding paying his taxes? Perhaps he was deceiving these young people? Perhaps he was telling them he could provide employment so they could be trained more easily. And then when they finished their training he sold them into slavery and kept the money all to himself.
Sounded like a pretty good motive. But could she prove it?
Sky moved to the next door. It was open too. Didn’t anyone value their privacy around her?
She peeked inside. The delicate scent of magnolias filled the air as once again scented candles flickered everywhere.
This room was quiet.
Movement in a far corner caught her attention and Sky’s mouth dropped open when she spotted two naked men standing in the corner.
Both had their backs toward her and Sky couldn’t help but notice one of the men, the dark haired man had the curviest, sexiest ass cheeks she’d ever seen.
She found herself breathing harder when she realized it was Jim.
They were talking to each other. Their voices low, but not low enough so she couldn’t make out what they were saying.
“Tonight you’ll practice the trigasm on her,” Loverboy said to Jim.
Trigasm? Sounded erotic.
Jim nodded. “I’ve studied up on it.”
“Carmella said you were a quick study. I’m sure you won’t disappoint your partner.
To her shock, both men suddenly turned around and spotted her.
“Ah, Sky.” Loverboy seemed surprised to see her.
She didn’t miss the lust flood his eyes or the way his penis swelled as he gazed hungrily upon her naked body.
Jim on the other hand looked angry. His mouth was set tight. His erection blossomed as he gazed daggers at her.
Did she detect a little jealousy in those brown eyes? Served him right.
“I’m glad to see you are eager to get into the swing of things.”
Sky tried hard to act natural. To act as if this wasn’t her first time standing totally naked in front of two men. She focused her mind on the four men and women she’d seen earlier sitting cross-legged on the bed. Focused on how casual they acted in the nude.
Sweet mercy, as hard as she tried, she couldn’t keep her face from heating up at both their hungry stares. She wished the floor would simply engulf her.
“There’s that virgin blush, again.” Loverboy cooed.
Beside him, Jim stiffened and quickly came to her rescue. She shivered at his icy tone. “This must be my partner. The one you were talking about.”
“Go easy on her. She’s unsure whether she wants to become a sex slave. Give her a real good time, though.”
“I intend on doing just that.” Jim’s eyes bored straight into hers and she looked away.
“I’ll be going.” Loverboy said. “I have a few more students to check on. I’ll pop in once in a while to see how things are going in here. If you’ll excuse me.”
When Loverboy left the room, Sky stood paralyzed as Jim’s fierce gaze captured her. His mouth looked absolutely delicious as those sexy lips of his tilted upward.
A wonderful expanse of shoulders flowed out to bulging muscles in hi
s arms. Muscles ridged his narrow belly and abdomen. Tufts of dark hair grew across his broad chest and arrowed down….
Oh my!
He was extremely … well endowed and very … aroused.
Sky couldn’t help but stare.
A few heartbeats of silence followed. Then he started to walk toward her. His hard balls swaying with his stride. His massive penis quite erect.
She couldn’t seem to keep her eyes off … it.
The anticipation of actually have it buried inside her cunt made a low moan escape her lips.
Sky took a deep breath, drawing the warm scented air into her lungs. She tried to relax.
Couldn’t.
Tried to think. Couldn’t do that either.
God, Jim’s penis was so huge.
Arousal coursed through her veins, weakening her, urging her to reach out to him...
She should stay away from him. Oh God! He looked so good without clothes.
Her breasts swelled with pride as his hot gaze raked across her body.
Oh shit! She was in big trouble. Big trouble.
“If I hadn’t been here that bastard would be fucking you right now.” He spat as he brushed past her.
“Any objections?” she teased.
He swore beneath his breath, shutting the door. A little too loudly, she might add.
He whirled around to face her.
“Jesus! Why the hell are you walking around like this? You’re just begging for a man to fuck you, aren’t you?”
“I thought you said I would be the one who couldn’t handle this?”
He blinked at her as if she’d just slapped him.
“I can handle it, if you can.” His voice was now a deadly calm. She didn’t miss the note of challenge.
“Lay down on the bed. On your back. With your ass near the edge. Lift you knees up. Feet on the mattress. Spread your legs. You’re about to be taught a lesson.” His voice was hard, angry.
“Another finger fucking?”
“How’d you know?”
Her breath hitched in her lungs at his answer.
Sweet heavens, how far were they going to take this? They were supposed to be looking for the missing woman. But they were also supposed to participate in the lessons, if necessary.
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