“Oh.” She blinked. “No.”
“We’ll fix that then. You’ll come so hard around me with this inside you. Just wait. So, what’s your last pick for tonight?”
She considered chickening out. What was the point of that after she’d come so far?
“These.” She slipped a finger beneath the silver chain connecting two metallic clothespins. At least that’s what they resembled to her. “They are what I think, right?”
He chuckled. “Yes, love.”
His tone had her confused when he plucked then from her and returned them to their place.
“You don’t—”
He silenced her with a finger over her lips. “Nothing to do with me. Those are too harsh for you to start with.”
Relief swamped her when he nominated a similar toy, both because he had her best interests at heart and because his triumphant smile proclaimed exactly how delighted he was with her selections.
“Your nipples will thank me,” he promised. With that prophecy, he scooped her and their accoutrements into his arms before dashing to the bed. Despite his haste, he lowered her gently to the plush surface, then climbed on beside her, toying with the edge of her underwear. “Are you tired of these yet?”
“Amen.”
Chase pounced on her with the reflexes of a hungry predator. He whisked the lace from her lower body without any assistance from her. Her bra followed close behind.
Then he rocked back and knelt, sitting on his haunches while he observed her as if committing every curve of her body to long-term memory.
“You’re even more lovely than I imagined.” As if he didn’t quite believe she was really there, he trailed a finger over her arm, then her collarbone, then her breast.
He plumped her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers until each turned a bold raspberry hue and grew tight.
The zings he sent to her pussy were like live wires making her dance beneath his intense caresses. The instant reaction of her body to his direction made her feel like an impish marionette. Glad to follow his lead, she reclined, granting him full access to do as he pleased.
Her eyelids must have drifted closed because she didn’t see the lightweight nipple clamps in his hands.
But she felt their pleasant pressure when he applied them to the hard tips he’d created with his skillful handling. The cool metal enhanced the bulk of the nubs clasped in their adjustable hold.
“How do you feel?” Chase toyed with the shiny chain draped between her breasts, across the bottom of her rib cage.
A moan supplied all the answer he needed.
“They’re not numb, right?” He instructed her on the use of the clamps. “For now we only want them snug, no tingles… Well, maybe just a few of the pleasurable kind.”
“Check.” She’d been reduced to one word sentences.
“Good girl.” He sank over her, capturing her mouth in a fierce kiss that belied his gentle tutelage. The slab of his chest mashed the clamps enough to make her aware of them all over again. For a long time they were content to play, relishing the taste of each other. Licks, nips and moans were exchanged along with roaming caresses.
All too soon, Linley grew restless.
Chase noticed her escalating moans. “You’re ready to try something else?”
“More.” She craved additional sensation. Something to appease the demands of her body.
“No problem.” He pressed a final kiss to her lips then meandered down her torso, testing the fit and impact of her unconventional jewelry. Approving, he continued.
When his face was level with her pussy, he grabbed the vibrator near her hip. He shredded the packaging and freed the poor critter who’d been trapped inside.
The bed dipped as Chase departed the cozy nest. She whimpered and reached for him before thinking better of the display of weakness.
“Coming right back, love.” He rummaged in a drawer marked Supplies. “I need a few essentials. Like condoms. And lube.”
“Are you nuts?” The question popped out. “I’m wet enough to drown that poor bunny.”
He laughed. “The lubrication was for your ass, love. Trust me. You don’t want to attempt that dry. Especially not your first time. Let’s make it good so you want to do it again and again.
The man had a point. She shivered as he returned to her side.
“So tense.” He petted her belly.
“Don’t tell me to relax when you’re about to put something up there.” She grimaced, half-worried and half-excited.
He laughed the bright sound she was coming to adore. “It really does help the process along. But this is a beginner device. It’s not going to be a big production. I promise.”
Oddly, she trusted him one-hundred percent.
“That’s better,” he cooed. “This should help some too.”
Before she could raise her head to spy on his intent, the squishy, blunt tip of the vibrator pressed on her pussy’s entrance. A moderate buzz followed a moment later.
“Oh!” The immediate responsive clench of her entire body didn’t seem to further his agenda. But after a minute, she sank into the experience. Her body sighed and accepted the toy’s shaft, which he fed her inch by inch.
“There you go.” He massaged her thighs and belly as he introduced the full length.
Moans slipped from her lips until the juncture of the vibrator and the clit stimulator nestled into place.
Then she shouted.
Her pussy hugged the intrusion as the external spurring served its purpose.
“Doing great, love.” Chase grounded her through each exponential upgrade in rapture. “Now, let’s see about my selection, shall we?”
“Ugh.” Anything more substantial wouldn’t coalesce in her mind.
Chase dropped soft kisses on her stomach, distracting her as he ripped open the anal toy and coated it with slick gel.
No amount of gentling would do the trick when he made first contact between the cool substance and the blaze of her skin.
She squealed.
He murmured reassurance. When she released her pent-up breath, he guided the toy into her the barest bit, as if waiting for her to object.
Who would refuse such delicious torture?
Chase plied her physical form with expert care and her primal emotions with his quiet command. The modest bulges of his toy slid into her ass, forcing it to alternately spread then relax. Foreign, the sensation was pleasantly arousing.
She shivered, embarrassed by how ridiculously easy it was for him to poise her on the verge of surrender.
“Oh, none of that.” He refused to grant her quarter. “Show me how much you like the way I play with you.”
When he put it like that, it seemed a shame not to comply with his wishes. Especially when he winked at her before flicking the base of the vibrator.
“Chase!” She screamed when he triggered the internal gyration of the device. Her rhythmic motions rocked the clamps at her breast, pressed her onto the toy in her ass, and allowed the rabbit’s ears to tap her clit.
He conducted the trio of rapture like a sexual maestro.
Linley exploded. She reached for him, thrilled to have his hand grounding her while she came apart.
“I’ve got you,” he promised her over and over as she unraveled. All the while, she stared into his gorgeous blue eyes, and he returned the gaze.
“No.” She shook her head when he smiled gently and kissed her with aching tenderness. “Don’t slow down.”
“Rest a minute, love.” He swiped a damp strand from her lightly perspiring forehead. “We have all night.”
She didn’t care to waste an instant of their time together. “No.”
Chase kissed the tip of her nose. “You’re sure you’re ready for me after that?”
“Now, please,” she begged.
“Who am I to deny a lady?” He beamed as he reached between her legs and eased the vibrator from its den.
She hadn’t even noticed him flick it off.
Before she could miss the pressure filling her, he was replacing it with something better.
Bigger. Wider. Longer. Hotter.
And when he fused them completely, it felt as though he’d introduced her to more than playing with toys or a libertine club.
Chase showed her just how good sex could be with the right person. She spread her legs, welcoming him deeper within her on every pass.
“Linley,” he grunted her name.
She understood and hugged him to her as he finally took for himself, giving her so much satisfaction in return.
His chest triggered sparks in her breasts when he bumped the clamps, and his cock stroked the plug through the thin tissue separating him from the anal beads.
“Come with me?” she whispered her request.
Clenching his teeth, he nodded.
Linley gasped as his lips crashed onto hers and his hips fucked faster. She couldn’t say who came first, but suddenly they both had lost control and shuddered in counterpoint to each other.
When she swore she’d die from the ecstasy bombarding her, it lessened and resolved into sweet, warm relief.
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3A - Happiest At Home
Linley wrung her hands as she glanced between Chase and the velvet curtain separating her from the official Downstairs.
“If you have to think that hard, that’s answer enough.” Chase smiled warmly, letting her off the hook. “There’s always next time.”
She swallowed and nodded, thankful for his graceful perceptiveness.
“It’s true what you said,” she explained. “I didn’t come here because I wanted to go crazy tonight. It’s more that my life makes casual encounters impossible outside a place like this. There are always…expectations. Now that I’ve met you, I’d rather continue our night somewhere quiet. Comfortable. Private.”
“Believe me. I completely understand that desire.” He squeezed her shoulder then swept his palm along her arm until he entwined their fingers. “I’m sort of glad to have you to myself without a million distractions. I don’t date much. Not in the traditional sense. It would be a treat to hang out on your couch and watch a movie or talk over a cup of coffee.”
“That does sound nice.” Her heart melted a bit when he broke their stare to kiss her knuckles.
“Do you mind if I drive us?” He tugged her up the stairs, and she was all too happy to follow. His trim hips and tight butt—packaged in stylish trousers—drew her attention.
“Linley?” He tried not to grin when he caught her spying on his assets.
“Hmm?” She did her best imitation of innocence.
“I was wondering if you’d ride with me. It’s getting late, and I’d rather travel together.” The caress of his thumb over her wrist didn’t help her concentration.
She almost objected. She could look out for herself, and her car was her baby. Abandoning it in the concrete bowels of Underground didn’t appeal. A few minutes alone to sort out her thoughts might not hurt either. Then she realized showing off would reveal an awful lot about her she’d rather not discuss. In fact… “Crap!”
Where are we going to have this little rendezvous? Certainly not at her main house. The enormous glass windows of the mansion overlooking the valley that rambled down to the ocean wouldn’t do. No, she’d take him to her cottage on the outskirts of the city. Her thinking place.
“Don’t worry.” He misunderstood. “Underground will deliver your car to your house later. It’s a common service they provide.”
“Makes sense.” She cleared her throat. “I’d like to come back sometime. They’ve thought of everything. But I’m the kind of person who’d enjoy the experience more with someone I trust.”
“I hope you’ll put me in that category eventually. I’m not opposed to earning the honor.” He clasped her hand tighter.
“Sorry. That sounded rude.” Linley couldn’t believe how accommodating Chase had been. And she returned the favor with unintentional backhanded remarks.
“No. It came off as pragmatic.” He escorted her through the ballroom then along the hall toward the garage. “I like that about you. You’re careful and smart. Sure of yourself because you think things through.”
“I have to tell you, it’s pretty attractive when you read my mind.” She snuggled up to his chest when they approached the booth and a young, stylish man jogged out toward the sea of cars after nodding at Chase. The attendant obviously recognized him. Just how much of a pillar was he at Underground? And what did it say that he was willing to leave for her? With her. “I’m not sure I’ve ever met someone else who gets me like you do.”
“Maybe that’s because we’re a lot alike. Here… You’re chilly.” He buffed her arms before separating them just enough to shrug off his jacket and wrap it around her. She hugged the fine fabric to her, more to surround herself with the heat and scent of the man she couldn’t believe she’d only met an hour ago. He seemed so familiar.
Even if she’d run a fever of one hundred and five, she wouldn’t have stopped him from bundling her in his arms. He leaned his cheek on the crown of her head and breathed deep.
Linley settled against him. The thickness of his erection prodded the small of her back.
She hadn’t realized she’d gasped until he apologized. “Underground usually has that effect on me. I guess I’ve been conditioned. And tonight, adding you to the mix… There’s no hope of hiding that.”
“I don’t mind. I like knowing where I stand with you.” Understatement of the century. Actually, she had to refrain from rubbing against him like a cat on the edge of a doorframe.
“Good. Because I’m fairly certain it’s going to be a regular occurrence when we’re together.” He kissed her cheek. “If you’ll let me see you again after tonight.”
“Why wouldn’t I?” Their lips brushed when she turned to look at him from the corner of her eye.
“Because—” He hesitated.
“What?” She rotated in his arms so she could cup his smooth cheek.
When he closed his eyes for a moment then reopened them, the somber look in them disappeared. “I guess I was afraid you had come here tonight looking for a one-time fling.”
“I might have.” She didn’t intend to lie to him. It wasn’t her style. “But that was before I knew this was an option.”
Even with the extreme heel of her shoe, she had to reach up to nudge him lower so that they could nibble on each other again. She might have been content to stay there forever, but the headlights of an approaching vehicle shined directly on them, blinding her. Or was that a reflection of the electricity sparking between them?
“Hold that thought.” He nuzzled their noses then led her to the passenger side of the charcoal gray Mercedes Benz E550 sedan that idled at the curb. Understated elegance. Just like the man himself.
Somewhere along the way, she’d become a car snob. She freely admitted it. The lucrative nature of her business had allowed her to develop an appreciation for superior machines. A man’s ride told a lot about him. This one would do nicely.
Linley slid into the comfortable leather seat and allowed Chase to shut the door for her before reaching for her seat belt. She ran her hand over the quality stitching and the well-designed curve of the dash.
“You approve?” His half smile kicked up as he ducked into the cabin and joined her.
“I do.” She nodded. “I have to warn you, though. I’m one of the world’s worst passengers. Backseat driving is a bad habit of mine.”
“I’m sensing a theme here.” He glanced at her before putting the car in gear and smoothly ascending the winding ramp. They emerged into the night. Stars shone, even in the heart of the city. Out on the fringes of civilization, the twinkles would be brilliant. She couldn’t wait to share the view with Chase. “So let me ask you this… If you like the driver’s seat so much, why are you letting me take charge?”
“Maybe I’m tire
d of navigating. Especially alone.” She scrubbed her hands over her face, careful to avoid streaking the makeup she rarely wore so heavily.
“Fair enough.” Chase reached across the cabin to rest his palm on her thigh. Not in a grope-o-rama way, but in a show of support. “Except I actually do need you to tell me where to go right now.”
They laughed together, the sound filling the sedate interior.
“Head out to the highway then take Route 9 North. My place is kind of far. I hope you don’t mind.” She bit her cheek as penance for the half-truth.
“Not a problem. It only means I get to spend more time with you.” Chase shot her a look filled with desire.
Fanning her face, she couldn’t believe how warm the evening air felt. Or probably that had something to do with her flush, courtesy of the man beside her. She was dying to ask him things she knew were forbidden, questions she couldn’t give a reciprocal answer to without impacting their night. So she kept her mouth closed and admired his skill in handling the vehicle instead.
Shoulders relaxed, his gaze flicked from the mirrors to the road. He maneuvered around slower vehicles without hogging the passing lane. Thank God. She couldn’t stand left-lane pirates that parked themselves in the fast track at one mile under the speed limit no matter how many other vehicles approached.
That would have been a deal breaker.
“So, how am I doing?” The grin he shot her before concentrating on the road again proved they still rode the same wavelength.
“Not bad.” A giggle escaped her when she covered his hand. “And you have a big gearshift.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet.” The corner of his mouth curled up, creating a slight dimple. “Although, the real version isn’t quite so shiny.”
Chrome peeked between his tan fingers. The idea of him with a silver-plated cock had her laughing some more.
“I should hope not. I prefer men to robots.” Linley shook her head when he choked. “Let me guess, that’s another specialty of Underground.”
“Well, actually.” He glanced at her. “Yeah. There are fuck machines in the Basement.”
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