The McGilley Trilogy (22 page)

“Very nice,” Mitch commented, his deep voice rich with approval.

A finger under her chin lifted her face until she was looking into Master Colin’s warm, approving eyes. “Good girl, Livie. Do you remember Master Mitch?”

“Yes sir, I do,” she answered softly, her eyes shifting to the tall, dark haired man with the warm brown eyes who was reaching up and adjusting the padded cuffs attached to the top of the padded wooden X. She smiled when he winked at her before she returned her gaze to Colin who still had his finger pressing under her chin. Just that small amount of control had her pussy weeping and her breathing escalating.

“Good. Tonight I’m going to ask you to trust him like you do me. Back up to the cross.”

Olivia had a brief moment of panic when Colin stepped back, crossed his arms over his chest and let Mitch take over, but by keeping her eyes on his, her focus on the pleasure of relinquishing control completely by allowing Master Mitch to wrap the soft, padded cuffs around her wrists, she was able to conquer the panic and fully enjoy the feel of leather around her wrists again. When Mitch ran a finger under the cuffs, ensuring they weren’t too tight, she knew she was in safe hands and when she tested the confines of the restraints and found she couldn’t move, she knew she was going to enjoy whatever these two had in store for her.

“Don’t you look pretty,” Mitch drawled before fisting his hand in her hair and holding her head still for his kiss.

Olivia moaned against his lips as he kissed her softly, his lips taking their time as they fully explored hers before a nip on her bottom lip had her opening her mouth and welcoming the thorough exploration of his tongue. His free hand, the palm large and calloused, slowly glided from her shoulder over her neck down to cup her breast. As much as she enjoyed his mouth on hers and his hand kneading her soft flesh, she couldn’t help but wish it was Colin holding her so tightly, Colin exploring her mouth and breast with such single minded focus and arousing expertise. When Mitch rolled then pinched her nipple between two fingers she gasped at the stab of pain followed so swiftly by the pulse of pleasure. Slowly, Master Mitch withdrew his tongue then his lips from hers, their mouths moist from each other’s saliva, their breath mingling as he spoke right above her lips.

“Master Colin gave me permission to get to know you better tonight. Do you have a problem with that?”

Olivia’s eyes widened and flew to Colin’s, her look seeking an explanation she knew she didn’t have the right to ask. When Colin stepped up to the cross, she instantly relaxed even though his face was hard as granite, his eyes giving away nothing of what he was thinking or feeling.

“When you came to me you agreed to turn your body over to me, thus making it my body to touch as I please and to give away as I please. Do you wish to stop?”

God, no
, she thought frantically. She needed this, needed Colin and what he could do for her more than she needed her next breath. Her arousal was already frustratingly high, her nipples stiff and aching, her pussy wet and swollen. Just imagining her climax, the pleasure that guaranteed to take away the stress and pain for a few blissful moments, was enough to have her ready to drop to her knees and beg, but she couldn’t help the small sense of betrayal that filled her at the way he seemed to casually turn her over to another man, as if she meant nothing to him.

Swallowing her hurt and her pride, she whispered, “No, Master, I don’t want to stop.” With nothing but a nod, he stepped back and she forced her attention to Master Mitch as he stooped down, spread her legs and secured her ankles. Anger quickly replaced hurt and it was that emotion that assisted in her complete submission to Master Mitch as he slowly ran his hands up her bare legs until his palms cupped her inner thighs and his thumbs were resting at the bare apex of her creamy slit.

“You have a very pretty pussy, Olivia,” Mitch rasped as he used his thumbs to spread her open, his face just inches from the moist, pink recesses of her vagina.

Her face warmed from both embarrassment and arousal as she answered shakily, “Thank you, Master Mitch.”

Chuckling, he looked up at her, his dark eyes warm and caressing. “I love hearing that slight tremor in a sub’s voice. The one that says she’s a little uneasy, a little embarrassed and a lot aroused.” Slipping his right thumb just inside her slit, he added with a wicked smile, “A whole lot aroused.” In one smooth move, Mitch rose, slid his thumb all the way inside her pussy, clutched her hair in a tight fist again and brought his mouth back down on hers, only this kiss was harder, deeper, and more carnal as he tilted her head sideways and simply devoured her.

Unable to do anything but succumb, Olivia ruthlessly embraced her unreasonable anger at Colin and let herself be carried away by Mitch’s demanding mouth and hands. When his lips released hers for the second time, leaving her lips to throb from the hard pressure of his as he latched on to an aching, needy nipple, she whimpered with the pleasure, leaned her head back and closed her eyes, shutting out the temptation to look at Colin. The strong pull of his lips and teeth on her sensitive bud had her gasping and pushing her breast further into his mouth. Her whispered plea for more was answered with a sharp slap on the outside of her thigh, that sting making her pussy clamp around the thumb invading it, the thumb that simply sat inside her, refusing to move, refusing to give her what she needed to go over.

Mitch released her nipple with a plop then zeroed in on the other one, his warm, wet mouth engulfing as much of her breast as possible, his tongue pushing her nipple to the roof of his mouth where he caressed it over and over before pulling back and clamping his teeth on the turgid tip. Olivia cried out as he bit down then soothed the sting with his tongue, her hips automatically thrusting against the hand that cupped her pussy, silently begging him to move his thumb.

Mitch chuckled, the laugh vibrating from her nipple down to her vagina, making her walls tighten around him again. Releasing her red, stiff nipple, he looked at her tightly closed eyes and demanded, “Olivia, look at me.”

Olivia reluctantly raised her head and opened her eyes, studiously ignoring the impulse to look over at Colin. “Master?”

“I could almost come hearing you say my title in that breathless, soft voice of yours. Tell me what you want.”

Her need was strong, so demanding she didn’t even flinch as she begged, “Please, Master Mitch, please make me come.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely. Keep your eyes open and on me.”

Olivia was grateful for the order because it took the decision to keep her eyes off of Colin away from her and gave it to Mitch. Unable to do anything but obey, she watched his face, looked into his warm brown eyes as he slowly withdrew his thumb and replaced it with the equally slow insertion of two deliciously long, hard fingers. Biting her lip to keep from thrusting against his marauding hand, she kept her eyes on his as he took his time slowly exploring her pussy, delving deep, caressing her inner walls and lightly grazing her clit, over and over until she was whimpering in frustration, her eyes tearing with need, her body damp with the effort it took to wait for him to give her that final push. His damp thumb now ran over her outer folds, lightly caressing her bare flesh, adding to the building pleasure until she thought she’d explode just from the pressure waiting to be released.

“Now, Olivia, come for me now.”

His harsh demand coupled with the milking action of his two fingers on her clit was all she needed to throw her into the catalyst of consuming pleasure, to have her screaming as she convulsed around his fingers, his mouth once again on her nipples, tongue licking, teeth biting, lips soothing the tortured buds, adding to the pleasure that seemed to go on and on with no end in sight.

Colin didn’t even know when he had released his cock into his hand, didn’t know how he kept from pulling Mitch off of her and didn’t know what the fuck made him think he could do this without losing what was left of his soul. She was magnificent. Her slim body struggled against her bonds as she writhed in climax, her face flushed, her skin glistening as her hips thrust against Mitch’s hand vigorously, her voice carrying across the room and drawing the attention of several people as she cried out until she was hoarse.

He tightened his hand around his cock, coated his palm with his seepage and spread it down his length as he imagined the feel of those bare, soft folds under his own hand, the plump lips spread for his fingers or cock, those berry nipples hard on his tongue as he suckled them. Then imagined how much more difficult it would be to turn her loose after having her again, how hard it had been three years ago and what had resulted from that lapse. Looking around the room, he saw Haley, a sub he had played with frequently and beckoned her over.

When she stood before him, her blue eyes shining expectantly, eager to please, he asked, “Are you with anyone tonight?”

“No, Master Colin. Can I please you?”

Her eyes drifted down to his cock and she licked her lips in eagerness, that blatant invitation all he needed. “On your knees, sub,” he ordered harshly, knowing Olivia wouldn’t understand his actions, but desperate to find relief before he went to her.

Clasping his hands around Haley’s blond head, he held her still as he thrust into her mouth, her soft hands cupping his balls adding to the pleasure of feeling her lips close around him and her tongue stroking every sensitive inch of his hard flesh. But, as talented as her mouth was, as good as it felt, especially when she laved the underside of his head, licked the sensitive oozing slit and tightened her hands under his sac, hers wasn’t the mouth he wanted to feel, the tongue and fingers he ached to have caressing him until he exploded in her mouth. As he spilled his seed into Haley’s mouth, watching her swallow every drop as she continued to suck at his shaft until he was drained dry, he simply couldn’t help wishing it was Olivia’s blond head he was clutching and her whiskey eyes staring up at him with the pleasure of pleasing him glowing in their depths instead of Haley’s blue ones now seeking his approval.

Grasping her shoulders, he lifted her to her feet, slipped his fingers past her thong and into her wet cunt and quickly got her off. Without teasing or delay, he zeroed in on her swollen clit and had her squirming against his arm and crying out in pleasure within seconds. By the time he was pulling his fingers from her still clutching pussy and sending her on her way, Mitch had Olivia unstrapped from the cross.

Olivia had come to her senses from her powerful orgasm to see an attractive blond kneeling at Colin’s feet, his cock pumping eagerly into her sucking mouth. Hurt and betrayal were quickly shoved aside as inappropriate and unwanted responses. She reminded herself that all she had asked of Colin was for him to top her here at the club, slowly introduce her back into the world she craved and had missed so much. She had never considered asking him for more, which was what made the small spurt of jealousy she felt so surprising and irrational. Shoving that unwanted and unplanned for emotion aside, she turned to Master Mitch.

Dropping to her knees, she clasped her hands behind her back, spread her knees and lowered her eyes. “Thank you, Master, for that pleasure. May I reciprocate?”

Mitch glanced at Colin who had stepped up to them in time to hear her request. With a terse nod, he gave his permission. “I would like that very much, Olivia.”

Feeling both men’s eyes on her, Olivia reached up and quickly released Master Mitch’s erect cock into her hands. It had been so long since she had had the pleasure of feeling a man’s hard cock, the silk covered steely flesh so warm, the seeping tip so tempting. Even after her powerful climax, she ached to be fucked by a man, to feel the burn of being stretched wide and filled deep until the burn was obliterated by the pleasure. If she couldn’t have Colin’s cock, or Mitch’s, between her legs, then in her hands and mouth was the next best thing. As she slowly lowered her head, she was stopped abruptly by Master Colin’s hand fisting her hair. Looking up at him silently, she waited for his instructions.

“Mouth only. Keep your hands behind you.”

She couldn’t read anything on his implacable face or in his order so she simply nodded, locked her hands together behind her and once again lowered her head. Colin released her hair only to have Mitch clasp her head, holding her still as he fucked her mouth with slow thrusts, his moans telling her he was pleased with her ministrations. She knew she was treading into dangerous territory when she closed her eyes and pretended it was Colin’s cock she was wrapping her tongue around, Colin’s thick girth filling her mouth, Colin’s pre-come coating her tongue and sliding down her throat. Tonight, with Mitch, had brought home to her how much she wanted Colin, but whether it was for just sex or something more, she simply didn’t know.

Moaning around the hard flesh she had her lips wrapped around, she concentrated on something she did know, how to please a man orally. Slowly she swept her tongue around the bulbous head of his cock then slid under the crown to explore the sensitive, softer skin hidden there before taking him deep again. Mitch’s thrusts increased, his moans grew more guttural and his hands tightened on her head as his cock jerked in preparation for his release.

“Fuck, you’re good at this,” Mitch muttered as his release shot up from his tightened balls and erupted down her throat.

Colin remembered how good she was at giving head. He had known before agreeing to take her on how difficult it would be for him to fuck her again and then walk away, he hadn’t realized how hard it would be to watch her with someone else and walk away. He had no idea how to proceed with her from here, how much longer he could keep himself at arm’s length. As he watched her swallow Mitch’s come, her throat working convulsively, her eyes closed, seemingly relishing the pleasure she had given Mitch, he was beginning to think he had made another huge mistake where this woman was concerned.

Chapter Fourteen

By the time Colin entered Casey’s Sunday evening to prepare for their weekly poker night, he had decided it would be best for both him and Olivia if he turned her over to another Dom to complete her re-introduction into the lifestyle she craved and needed so much. He now knew without a doubt that he couldn’t keep topping her and remain just a friend, that sooner or later he was going to cave and fuck her again. Just as he knew if that happened he would have to come clean with her about how his cowardice had contributed to Doug’s death, risking losing her friendship, something he had decided he wasn’t willing to give up. Damn it, he swore silently as he flipped on lights and grabbed the cards from behind the bar. How had he let himself get in this quandary? Why hadn’t he simply offered to introduce her to someone right away and kept his distance?