Players (Lessons by Loki)

by Ross, Aubrey

  Relieved to see her brighten, Josiah relaxed. “Being that you’re willing to ‘follow directions’, I’ll reveal the lesson’s theme. Tonight we’ll be exploring the concept of trust.” He stood and gathered the dishes as Chase collected the takeout containers. “Do you want more wine?” he asked Chase before he resealed the bottle and put it in the refrigerator.

  “Why can he have more when you cut me off?” Katie stood beside her chair, nearly empty wineglass in hand.

  “He outweighs you by half and has a full stomach. I don’t want your senses dulled or your mind clouded. This lesson is too important.”

  Josiah refilled his glass then Chase’s, then put the bottle away. He took Katie by the hand and led her to the basement door. “As with our other lesson, I want you to be honest at all times. I’m going to push you harder tonight, but ‘no’ still means ‘no’.”

  She nodded, nervously looking down the shadowy stairwell.

  “Are you comfortable with Chase participating? I know that wasn’t part of our original deal.”

  “I don’t mind.” She looked at Chase and smiled. “Chase is always welcome.”

  She had no idea how important those words were to him and Chase. Without a female third, Chase never would have opened up to him and he needed Chase more than he’d ever allowed himself to admit before. He flipped on the light and led her down the stairs, feeling the import magnify with each step. Chase followed silently, his expression serious. How had she gotten to them so quickly? Josiah had never felt this way about anyone else. Even with Chase his affection had deepened gradually. His desire for Katie was obsessive and incendiary. If he wasn’t careful it would consume them all.

  He took her down a hallway and opened the only door on the right. Two large storerooms lined the left. Motion sensors activated the lights as he ushered her inside his playroom. He watched her look around, trying to see the room from her inexperienced perspective. Was she frightened by the equipment or excited and intrigued? Her gaze was wide, but her expression was surprisingly hard to read.

  “It’s not what I expected, and yet it is.” She motioned toward the wall of punishment aids with her wineglass. “Have you actually whipped someone before?”

  “I have, but I prefer the lighter instruments, like the floggers and riding crops.” He refused to touch her, wanted her to have all the time she needed to satisfy her curiosity. Once the lesson started, he wanted nothing to distract her. “Actually, my favorite is still my bare hand. It gives me greater control over the intensity and placement of each contact.”

  “And it’s all about control with Josiah,” Chase offered in a stage whisper.

  Katie just smiled and took another sip of wine. Then she continued her leisurely inspection of the room. She motioned toward the storage unit inset in one of the walls. “What’s in there?”

  “Various restraints, a wide selection of toys, lubricants, lotions, and of course condoms. I won’t even suck a cock without a condom. Unless it’s attached to Chase.” The men exchanged a poignant glance before Josiah returned his attention to Katie.

  “And why is Chase the exception?” Her curiosity never faltered. She needed to understand every detail of every situation. It was part of her charm.

  “We make sure we’re clean at least once a year and we stay that way by not making exceptions for anyone else.”

  “You used condoms with Vanessa?” She blushed scarlet then held up her hand. “Sorry. It’s none of my business.”

  Chase seemed amused by the question, which pleased Josiah even more than her curiosity. With every breath, Chase seemed to be exhaling Vanessa and inhaling Katie. “I did, but it probably wasn’t necessary. I’m relatively sure she’s squeaky clean.”

  “Yet you didn’t trust her enough to take the chance.” Her brows arched and she cocked her head just a little. “So why didn’t we use a condom in the shower.” She licked her lips as if the taste of Chase still lingered in her mouth rather than the wine she’d been drinking.

  Josiah took her glass from her hand and set it on the counter. He took a gulp of his wine then set his glass aside as well. “You were such an extension of Chase, I didn’t even think about our usual rule.”

  “I had myself tested after I kicked Dillon out. He admitted to two lovers, but I suspect there were even more. I was clean then and I haven’t had sex since, so you’re safety circle is still intact.”

  Unable to resist the urge a moment longer, he buried his fingers in her hair and paused for a lingering kiss. “Our safety circle will expand to include you as soon as you’re ready to accept the position.”

  “What about babies?” Chase’s voice was oddly hushed.

  She turned toward him with a smile. “Do I want them or am I protected from creating one unintentionally?”

  “Both.” Josiah’s voice was nearly as throaty as Chase’s had been.

  “I’d like to have children within the next five years, not the next nine months. Which is why I took control of my reproductive system a long time ago. There won’t be a baby until I’m ready for there to be a baby.”

  “Good to know.”

  Time seemed to pause as she stared into his eyes, open and vulnerable, then she blinked and a barrier appeared, separating him from her emotions. “That’s obviously a spanking bench, but what in the world is that?”

  Part bed, part chair, operated by an elaborate cable and pulley system, Josiah’s favorite piece of equipment allowed him to restrain his partners in any position he could imagine while still giving him access to whatever body part he desired. “You’ll find out soon enough, but I have something simpler in mind for tonight.”

  “All right.” She caught her bottom lip between her teeth for just a moment until she composed herself enough to relax.

  “Lose the robe.” He looked at Chase and added, “Assistants are naked too.”

  It took her longer to unknot the belt and shrug out of the robe than it did for Chase to set his wineglass aside and shuck his jeans. Josiah watched them both as excitement zinged through his body. Chase had an all-American appeal that drew people to him in droves. He was friendly and made people comfortable with warm smiles and an easygoing manner. His compassionate nature soothed Josiah and made him grateful Chase had finally come to terms with their attraction.

  Katie, on the other hand, still had a long way to go. Emotional potential radiated from her passionate soul, but she was cautious, unsure. That was why this lesson was so important.

  “I can make your body respond to me. We both know that’s true. I think we’re ready for the next level, but we’ll never get there without trust.” When he said nothing more she simply nodded and her arms crept up toward her breasts. “Don’t. You’re mine to look at, mine to touch. Your body is no longer yours.”

  “As long as you follow my rules.”

  She sounded almost panicked, so he gentled his response. “I’m well aware of your rules and I have every intention of following them.” His cock jerked against the confines of his jeans. He might still be required to wait for the snug grip of her pussy, but no one was leaving tonight until they were sated. “When and if we fuck, you’ll be more than ready for anything we do.”

  Her arms slowly returned to her sides and she took a deep breath. His gaze naturally gravitated toward her chest. She really did have amazing breasts, plump and round, the deep rose nipples begging for attention. He closed his hands into fists, not yet ready to surrender.

  “I know you’re a curious little thing.” Hoping to reinforce his thinning control, Josiah delved deeper into his mentor role. “I’ve decided to indulge your curiosity, so we’re going to play a game.” She tensed and her gaze suddenly lowered to his chest. “You seem resistant to the idea. Explain your reaction.”

  “I’m tired of games.” Her gaze didn’t raise though her tone revealed her sincerity.

  “Then think of it as a challenge.” He waited until she looked at him to go on. “You can ask us questions and we’ll answer hon
estly for as long as you resist the urge to come.”

  Understanding unfurled within her eyes and a smile slowly parted her lips. “And what are you two allowed to do while I ask my questions?”

  “Anything we want—within the confines of your rules.” He added the last with a lazy smile.

  “And you’ll truthfully answer any question I ask?”

  He nodded. “Until we make you come.”

  She licked her lips then glanced away. “And do I get a turn to challenge you?”

  “You think you can snap my control?” He chuckled, pleased by her desire to try. “I welcome the opportunity to question you.”

  Chase shook his head and placed his hand on the middle of her back. “He’ll learn your entire life’s story long before you make him lose control.”

  “Not if you help me.” She turned toward Chase, and Josiah could no longer see her face. “You know him better than anyone.”

  “I’ll help, if he’ll let me, but you have to answer his questions. He already knows all my secrets.”

  She shrugged then pivoted a half turn so she could see them both. “I have nothing to hide.”

  “It’s settled then,” Josiah said. “I’ll go first and I’ll allow Chase to help you. I’ll even allow you to end the round as soon as you realize it’s pointless.”

  She gasped and placed her hands on her hips. “You arrogant jerk. Have you forgotten how stubborn I can be?”

  He laughed, loving the sudden surge in her spirit. “Bring it on, Katie-cat. I’m more than ready for the challenge.”

  Chase and Katie huddled together, obviously discussing strategy. Josiah kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks, but left the rest. If they wanted him naked, they’d have to undress him. She’d been remarkably candid during their brunch date, so he felt like he knew her pretty well already. Still, this opportunity was too good to pass up. Besides, having her try to seduce him should be entertaining.

  They broke apart with conspirators’ grins and approached him boldly, Katie in front, Chase in back. She untucked his T-shirt and slipped her hands inside, her warm fingers playing over his taught abdomen. “Arms up.”

  He chuckled. “My cooperation comes at a price, sweetheart. You answer a question then I’ll take off my shirt.”

  “Fine.” She huffed though her hands slid onto his chest, bunching his T-shirt up in the process. “Ask away.”

  “I know your house originally belonged to your grandmother. When and why did you come to live with her?”

  “‘When’ is one question, ‘why’ another. A complete explanation will cost you your shirt and your pants.”

  “And any underwear you might be wearing,” Chase added.

  “I’m negotiating with the lady.” He seldom wore underwear, so the point was moot. Still, it felt good to empower Katie. He took off his shirt and handed it to her. “I’m listening.”

  “You really can’t help it, can you?” She took the shirt from him and neatly folded it before she set it on the counter near their wineglasses. “You have to issue orders even when I’m supposed to be in charge.”

  Her tone was playful, her bearing relaxed, but he needed her to understand a fundamental truth. “This isn’t roleplaying for me. I dominate my lovers because it’s my nature to do so. Any other approach would be dishonest.”

  “But you’ll indulge us from time to time?” She returned to him and unbuckled his belt as she waited for his answer.

  “I’ll indulge you as often as you need to be indulged. I want all of us to have everything we need.” He reached back and pressed his hand against Chase’s lean hip. His attention might be focused on Katie, but he didn’t want Chase to feel like an observer.

  “Right now I need you naked.” Not bothering to take off the belt, she unzipped his pants and pushed them down past his thighs.

  “I’m undressing, but you’re not talking.” He stepped out of the bunched-up pants and watched as she bent and retrieved them from the floor. Her breasts quivered and her position highlighted the sleek curve of her hips and ass. He couldn’t wait to feel those strong legs wrapped around him while he moved deep inside her.

  “My biological father died while I was still too young to remember him. Mom married again two years later and the only person who didn’t object to her choice was Gran.” She folded the jeans and set them on top of his T-shirt. Was her neatness for his benefit or was she always this organized? Pleased either way, he decided not to interrupt her story. “Mom was your classic family-loving, God-fearing, Southern lady. The only exception to the stereotype was her attraction to the wrong sort of men. Both my biological father and my actual father were hard-drinking, hell-raising Southern boys.”

  “If her second husband was so wrong for your mom, why did your grandmother support the match?” Josiah remained where she’d placed him, wanting to see how assertive she’d become.

  “Gran knew my Mom’s deep dark secret. She was all sugar on the outside, but inside she craved a bit of spice.” Katie returned to him and began a tactile examination that would have impressed someone born blind. She started with his shoulders and gradually worked her way down his body, touching every millimeter of his flesh until he was breathless and squirming. And all the while she talked, her soft voice washing over him in caressing waves. “The only way Mom could maintain her good-girl image was to be a regular hellion behind closed doors. She only indulged herself with her husband, but she went all out.”

  Chase pressed in close, his larger hands blazing their own trails across Josiah’s body. “Your mother only had two lovers and she was married to each?”

  “I know it’s hard to believe, but even the rumor mill confirmed the contradiction. Sweet Miss Mandy was wild enough in bed to keep even the badest boy coming back for more.”

  “Must be where you get it.” Josiah groaned as her curious fingers finally curved around his aching cock. He closed his eyes and savored the sensation. He’d imagined her hand there, stroking him, teasing him until every detail was clear within his mind. And still the fantasy hadn’t lived up to the reality of her touch.

  “You said she was a Southern lady.” Chase reached around and cupped Josiah’s balls, his back pressed snuggly against Josiah’s back. “Where was this? How far south?”

  “Tennessee, a tiny rural town no one has ever heard of.”

  Josiah leaned his head against Chase’s shoulder, absorbing the sensations without surrendering to them. “When and why did you leave Dixie?” He didn’t want to rush her, but he was anxious to reverse their roles, to have her pressed between him and Chase, trembling with desire.

  “Jeff, my actual father, smoked like a train, but it was Mom who ended up with lung cancer. She died fourteen months after her diagnosis and Dad was never the same. He blamed himself and became really withdrawn. Gran didn’t think it was a healthy environment for a fourteen-year-old, so she brought me to Colorado two months after Mom died. Jeff eventually worked through his grief and we still keep in touch, but I’ve lived here ever since.”

  Without explanation, Chase took Josiah by the hand and led him across the playroom. “Do we need to restrain you or will you keep your hands on the bar?” He motioned to the horizontal bar suspended from the ceiling.

  Josiah reached up and grasped the bar. “I’ll behave.”

  The entire playroom was carpeted with gym mats, but Chase quickly found a cushion and placed it near Josiah’s feet. Katie knelt on the cushion and looked up at him, mischief gleaming in her eyes. “I really want to suck your cock.” She bent and circled the tip with her tongue then lifted her head. “But I need to be able to answer your questions, so I suppose I’ll have to find a different way of challenging you.”

  Lust tore through his gut like a ravenous beast as he realized what she had in mind. Chase appeared with a bottle of massage oil in one hand and lubricant in the other. Why the hell did he need both? Before Josiah could figure out Chase’s intention, Chase drizzled the oil over Katie’s chest then set
down both bottles so he could rub the oil all over her breasts. She arched her back and offered him free access to the generous mounds. He left the fullness sleek and shiny while he worked her nipples into tight red peaks.

  “And best of all,” he bent and licked one of her nipple. “She tastes as good as she looks.”

  Chase sucked one side and then the other, carefully angling his head so Josiah could see his lips working the delicate tips. Then he moved behind her and guided her forward. Josiah held his breath as Katie placed his cock lengthwise in the valley between her breasts. Chase pressed her breasts together, enfolding Josiah in warm, slick flesh.

  “Why so quiet?” Katie teased as she moved up and down, creating a hint of oil-smoothed motion. “Isn’t this what you wanted, to ‘fuck my tits’?”

  He moaned, unable to force his gaze away from the sight of her breasts blanketing his aching cock. “This isn’t exactly how I pictured it.” Chase pressed harder and she moved her legs apart, creating a longer stroke. Josiah gasped, shuddering as sensations curled up his shaft and deep into his abdomen.

  “How did you picture it?” She grasped his hips, steadying herself as she bounced up and down.

  “You were tied to your bed and I was straddling your chest.”

  Chase chuckled, his thumbs teasing her nipples as his fingers maintained firm pressure around the swell of her breasts. “He always wants to be on top.”

  “Tell me about your grandmother.” Josiah sounded strangled, but he desperately needed a distraction. Their choice was too provoking, too insightful. His balls tightened and his ass clenched as each silken stroke forced him closer to release.

  “Gran was a bona fide hippie. She honestly believed love shouldn’t be limited by race, gender, cultural background, or any form of forced morality. As long as everyone involved in a sexual situation was a consenting adult, she saw no reason for rules. She didn’t believe in monogamy or shame.”

  Chase looked into Josiah’s eyes. “It all makes sense now.” He leaned down and kissed Katie’s temple. “You seemed like a contradiction. You were so reserved, so innocent, and yet so open minded, so eager to explore. Now I understand how you could be both.”