by Ayers, Suzy
“None taken. That isn’t necessary for our training.” Carrie smiled a wickedly sly smile.
“What?” Tim asked.
“Jarred has requested I teach you something.” She licked her lips. “To kiss. I am going to teach you how to kiss.”
Tim was partly grateful and partly mortified when she said she was going to show him how to kiss properly. “Carrie, I-I’m not sure.”
“It’s only a kiss and it’s for Keira.” She insisted. “And Tim, let me kiss you.” She clarified.
He nodded and watched her eyes as they grazed over his face, his lips. His breathing increased as she closed the space between them. Her left hand moved up his arm and her right pulled his hand to her waist. He sucked in a breath through slightly parted lips. Her fingers trailed up the back of his neck, which sent him reeling and his eyes closed. She took that moment to gently tug on his lower lip. Her warm breath grazed his sensitive chin, not used to being clean shaven. His hand automatically came to the back of her neck, matching her movement. His other hand slid from her waist to her back; pressing her body closer. Her tongue teased his lips a moment and he opened his mouth further, but she didn’t relent, she continued to nibble along his lips. Her sweet scent and her soft body pressed to his aroused him and he started to try and kiss her, but Carrie maintained control. She pulled back and warned him with her eyes and then continued some more. This time her nails scraped along his neck as she taunted his top lip, sucking it inside her mouth gently which elicited a moan from Tim. Finally, she darted her tongue inside playfully and he seemed to freeze, unsure. She swirled her tongue around his, coaxing him to join in and as his mouth opened more and relaxed the dance truly began. His hands cupped both sides of her head now as the kiss became an equal motion of sway and raw need for more. He began to pull back and gently kissed her now slightly swollen lips to end the kiss, despite his want to go so much further. Damn she’s intoxicating.
Keira had tried many times to teach him but this was different, she was different. And he was grateful she never made him feel like less of a man. And it turned him on that she trusted him in the dungeon, alone. He learned one thing for sure, that he needed to be in better shape. Something Keira had harassed him about for years. For his health, for their sex life, and maybe because her attraction for him had dwindled. Her reaction to just his clean shaven face had put a fire in him to want to do more to please her.
*****
After Tim and Carrie’s ‘training’ they opened the bedroom door and Tim’s heart fell when the scent of sex blasted him; overwhelmed him. Carrie had warned him, told him he didn’t have to go. But he insisted. Jarred and Keira were both asleep. Keira was normally a light sleeper and she was out like a light. She had a smile of peace on her face that warmed Tim and forced his animosity away. She was right, this is what she needed. And I intend to be the man to give it to her.
Carrie cleaned up the discarded implements; unhooked the cuffs from the headboard and pressed the covers around them. She kissed them each on the forehead and closed the door quietly behind Tim and herself when she left.
*****
Keira groaned in torturous pain as she rolled over still pressed against a body. The sun had faded and she realized she spent the day in bed with Jarred. Oh no. Carrie and Tim, they’re going to hate me. She brought her hands to her eyes, as they streamed in silent tears.
“Hey.” Jarred freed his arm from under her and she rolled away. “Angel?”
She didn’t want to say anything, she felt like she betrayed Carrie and Tim, maybe even herself. She felt selfish.
“Keira.” His hand pulled her back. “Tell me.”
“I-we-” She couldn’t even say it as the room darkened.
“Angel-”
And this time she cut him off. “No, I shouldn’t have. Carrie, I didn’t want to hurt her and Tim. He’ll never forgive me.” She sat up and sobbed.
“First, Carrie and I talked about it.” Keira looked over at him who also sat up beside her. “Second, I am your Dom for this training. Your husband was fully aware and if he’s upset then I can talk to him. But he was also being trained to be your Dom downstairs with Carrie.”
Keira nodded and bit her lip. Not what she wanted to hear, but what she expected.
“How are you feeling?” He changed the subject as he motioned to her body.
“Sore as hell.” She flopped back.
He chuckled. “Yeah, I was a little rough on your nipples.” He reached to touch them and Keira pushed him away.
“Please, sir.”
“How about your ass?”
She didn’t need to see his face, she heard the self satisfaction. “Hurts, sir. Honestly never experienced anything like that.” She let out an exhaustive sigh.
“The paddling?”
“That and the orgasm, sir.” She was not ready to get up, but her stomach growled and made her giggle.
“Come on little tiger.”
She tried to stand but her legs wobbled like jello. “I don’t know if I can walk.” She laughed nervously.
He chuckled. “Now that’s what I call a good fucking.”
“Hey. You swore.” She protested. “Sir.” She bowed her head.
“Here.” He lifted her up and carried her.
Keira’s heart palpitated in her chest. Tim hadn’t done that in ages. As they walked by Carrie and Tim, Keira flushed pink and turned into Jarred’s chest, still ashamed. Neither said a thing. He climbed the stairs with her naked body.
He set her on her bed upstairs. “Get washed up and we’ll order in.”
“Okay. Please.” She took his hand. “Tell them I’m sorry.”
“Angel listen.” Jarred knelt down. “It was part of your training. There is nothing to be sorry for.”
She nodded. And he left. Why do I feel like a terrible person then? She managed to gather her things for a shower and willed her feet to make it over there.
“Keira?” Carrie’s voice came through the bathroom door.
“Yeah, come in.”
“Keira honey, I told Tim I wanted to talk to you first. I hope that’s okay?” She asked.
“Yeah sure.” Keira scrubbed her body to rid the sweat and sex and replaced it with cucumber melon. Her nipples refused to allow water to touch them, so she kept her back to the water. Her butt hurt, however it wasn’t the water that bothered it, it was the sitting. She was worried about the flight back tomorrow. She actually couldn’t believe they had to leave tomorrow. She turned off the shower and slowly grabbed her towel; her body still wouldn’t listen to her requests.
“Keira, let me get you some ice and vitamin K” Carrie said when she saw her step from the steam.
“Thanks and ibuprofen?” She turned.
“Brother.” She gasped. “Okay. Hope you can sit tomorrow on the flight back.”
“I was thinking the same thing.” Keira dried her hair and pulled out the blow dryer while she waited for Carries return.
Carrie came in with her bra. “Here, put the baggies of ice inside.” She set the cup of water and a small cup with two capsules in it.
“Thanks. Can I put some down my underwear too?”
Carrie burst out in laughter. Keira smiled and she felt a little better. “So Keira sir said you’re worried about me being upset?”
“Yes. It feels wrong.” Keira’s eyes looked down, she couldn’t face her. “I never expected-”
“Is that it? Or is it Tim?”
“Both, I’d never want to betray him either. I feel like I did this very selfish thing and I hurt you two in the process. I’m sorry.” Keira looked at her now, she always felt for an apology to be truthful she had to say it as she had to look someone in the eye.
“Sweetie. It was training. You passed, so I heard.”
“Oh god.” Keira dropped to the floor. “Tim heard it all. Didn’t he?” Tears ran down her cheeks. The cool floor at least calmed her burnt bottom.
“Keira, talk to him. I think he’s alright.”
She looked at Carrie. “Did he? Did you?”
She smiled “Talk to him sweetie. I just wanted to let you know there is no animosity between us.”
Keira hugged her and then cried out, as the pain shot through her pained breasts. “Thank you Carrie.” She said to her as she left.
Keira just sat there. She knew she should get up, but her body fought her hard.
“Keira?” Tim came into the bathroom.
“Help me up?” Keira asked looking up.
Tim helped her all the way to the bed, which Keira reluctantly eased herself onto. She put on the green dress that Jarred had asked her to buy. She wanted to wear it out and take them out to dinner. It was their last night.
“Keira-” Tim took in a big breath.
“Please don’t hate me.” She turned to him and kneeled before him. Her eyes pleaded forgiveness.
He had a smile that warmed her as his hand slid down her shoulders. “I’ve learned so much honey. But the biggest thing I have learned is that I love you even more.”
Her heart skipped a beat in that moment and despite all the pains on her body she wanted him then and there. No whips, no paddles, no nipple clamps. Just him. “I love you too baby.” She dropped her dress to the floor and straddled him.
“Wait. I um-well I wasn’t too happy, when I realized that you had sex with him, but I want to be that man you need, and not just in the bedroom.”
Keira caressed his soft cheek and then began to unbutton his shirt. “Yes.” She whispered and encouraged him.
“I’ve realized I’ve been neglecting you and well taking you for granted. And you rarely complain. And I’m sorry.”
She kissed him to stop him; pressed him back on the bed. Her body screamed at her, so she kissed down his body. The ibuprofen began to kick in and she pulled his hard dick out. I’m so going to be in trouble. She licked up his shaft and around the crown of his penis.
He sat up and pushed her back.
“What?”
“You’ll be punished.”
“So ask.” She knelt on the floor in her ice packed bra; she realized how ridiculous she must look.
“Later Keira. Dinner.”
She nodded. That was a first, normally he had no control. Hmm. Maybe he was changing.
Keira re-dressed into her green dress and removed the ice. She put some make up on her eyes and lips. They intended to ask them to dinner tonight, their last night. She sent Tim down first to let them know. She came down the steps and all eyes were on her and for once she reveled in it. Enjoyed the attention, she didn’t shy away her eyes, she didn’t blush. She stood a little taller, her confidence stronger.
Tim had convinced them that they were going to take them out this time. They ended up at a dark intimate pub. It was lined with local rugby memorabilia pictures, signed rugby balls in encased clear boxes, flags, and pennants on the naturally stained pine ceiling and walls. There were accents of forest green, including at their table in the booth they sat. Tim and Keira sat opposite Jarred and Carrie. Men and women opposite each other. Conversation was upbeat and lively despite the fact that they were leaving tomorrow, Keira almost felt a sadness about that.
“You alright?” Jarred asked her and touched her hand, as she moved the meal around on her plate.
“Yeah.” She looked up. “Just can’t believe we’re leaving tomorrow sir.”
Jarred squeezed her hand. The check came over and he snatched it.
Keira giggled, as she reached for it, and Jarred warned her with his eyes. She turned her head down. She needed no reminder, her ass still hurt.
Chapter 14
Before they left the house in the morning, Keira went downstairs to speak with Jarred and Carrie. “We never talked about payment.” The words sounded cheap and foreign, as they came out of her mouth. “I feel like nothing would be enough I-”
Carrie stopped her. “Keira we’ve talked about it and we don’t want anything.”
“But?” Keira tried to protest.
“Tell you what. If you write a book about it and make tons of money we expect royalties.” Jarred teased. It looked cute on him.
“Carrie could write one too, we’ll write them from two perspectives and sell them separate and as a box set.” Keira smirked. “Really I don’t know what to say.” She said seriously. Than she began to cry and was unable to rein the tears in. “I’m sorry.” She whispered into Carrie’s shoulder.
Carrie had come over to hug her, comfort her. “We’ll be in touch still. It’s not the end.”
Tim came down with the suitcases and they all piled into the sedan and the ride was quiet, too quiet. Keira looked outside on the gloomy grey day. She wondered if the weather was a reflection of her heart or if it was the other way around. Why do I feel so sad? I hardly know them. I hardly spent any time with them, but I feel such a connection. She twisted her fingers together, as she tried to think of anything but the flight. She didn’t want to cry again. She’d feel like a fool.
Tim took her hand and squeezed it.
She turned and smiled back at his radiant smile. A shiny bright spot within the dismalness of the day.
“Hey, I’m excited to get you home. I’m sure the kids miss us.” He winked.
“Yeah.” A huge grin overtook her face, as her heart ached at the thought of them. “I miss them so much too.” And a tear burned at the corner of her eye. They had only been able to talk here and there a couple times. They seemed busy, and happy, but ending a call was always hard. Lily would always ask when they were coming home. Last night she was able to give her the news that it would be today. Keira wiped the frozen tear from the corner of her eye.
They pulled up to the terminal and they were dropped off at the door. They said their goodbyes and this time Carrie’s eyes spilled tears, which in turn sent Keira back around to sobbing this time.
“We’ll be in touch.” Carrie whimpered.
Keira nodded.
The men smiled and shook their heads.
“Jarred,” Keira took a chance to not call him sir. She stood before him; puffy- eyed. “Really thank you for…for taking a chance on me. For everything. I-” Her lip trembled unable to continue.
He rescued her and pulled her in for a hug, one of his arms around her waist and one around her neck. “You’re welcome. You were a very good trainee, angel.”
Her arms went around him and she allowed her nervousness and remaining tension to release into him.
“Thank you for saying so.” She whispered into his ear.
They released the embrace and Tim said his goodbyes and they left for their gate. Keira carried a bag and grinned, as she thought about her kids. It was a long walk to their gate and they hurried along. While she and Tim waited at the gate they found for once their silence wasn’t awkward and that they didn’t need to fill it with unnecessary words. He wrapped his arm around her and she nuzzled into him as they sat there, waiting.
The flight was much the same, they both enjoyed a drink and Keira giggled as Tim tried to be frisky on the plane. His hand was almost in the crotch of her jeans.
“Stop.” She spoke in a whispered hush. Her face was pink from the drink and she giggled.
“It’s a long flight.” He insisted as his hands still roamed.
“Stop.” She shooed him away. She stood to go to the bathroom and he grabbed her butt and she let out a yelp. Which drew everyone’s attention and she turned crimson.
He apologized when she returned still mortified and they behaved for the remainder of the flight, mostly.
Chapter 15
When they settled in at home and the kids were back into the swing of school and Tim into work, they found their place together. They made their own contract upon finding some online. It was a lesser D/s relationship, stipulated specifically for the bedroom. He had told her that he loved her playful and aggressive come-ons, so that would be allowed to remain.
One night after the kids were in bed and she finished up her nightly bed ro
utine with the kids, he pulled her hand to the bedroom and handed her a box.
She opened the black box and gasped when she found a silver one inch collar. “Tim?” It had a small rhinestone heart that dangled off the front beside the o-ring.
“And these.” Tim gestured to the bed. Tim told her that Jarred had helped him find a site to purchase the leather straps and implements that Keira enjoyed.
*****
He finally finished the work on the house, all the little projects he had been neglecting. And they made their own little love dungeon in the basement. He also surprised her with something she had been wanting for a long time. A sex swing.
Keira found herself falling in love with her husband all over again.
As for Carrie and Jarred, they still speak and have kept in touch. But Keira has realized that time she was blindfolded, was like the first time with Tim all over again. And she’d be forever indebted to her longtime friends for that.
Acknowledgements
This book would not be nearly as accurate or clean as it is without the help of both Carrie Anne Ward and Paige Matthews. Both have read, reviewed, expressed opinions, and yes—I will be forever grateful for that. Thank you so much for not only your help, but support, kind words and just encouragement to write and complete this book.
To read either of these wonderful authors’ works please check out their blog sites and follow them on Twitter.
Carrie: @C_A_Ward13 eroticabycarrieanneward.com
Her ‘Taylor Made Student’ is referenced in this book is on her blog as well other tantalizing erotic reads.
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