Third Chance (11 page)

He had to fight a grin as he shook his head, then turned to look back at Master Chris, who was watching them with a pleased smile. When their gaze met, Ryan couldn’t help but smile back at the acceptance, the happiness he saw in the other man’s gaze. He motioned Ryan closer and when their faces were inches apart, he leaned up and whispered into Ryan’s ear, “I’ve never seen Emma this happy. Thank you.”

For a moment, Ryan’s throat thickened, but Tanya had returned to cleaning him and he couldn’t help but twitch beneath her touch. After the anal play scene he’d watched Emma have with her clients, he’d become a bit obsessed with having his Mistress fuck him back there. When the tip of Tanya’s finger slid into him, Ryan groaned and pushed back.

“Naughty boy,” Emma scolded, then slapped his ass four times, hard enough to sting.

All Ryan could do was dip his back, exposing himself farther to their appreciative gaze, to their touch. Both women were playing with him now, and his cock throbbed to the beat of his heart. He suddenly became aware of Master Chris watching him. Holding the other man’s gaze, he slowly kissed his way down to Master Chris’ erection now hard and jutting over his bellybutton. Ryan twitched his hips as one of the women began to push two fingers into his ass.

“Stick your tongue out,” Master Chris growled.

Ryan almost hesitated, still unsure about actually doing what he’d thought about, but any thoughts of resistance melted away when Emma scratched her nails over his ass and commanded, “Do it.”

The moment he had his tongue out Master Chris gripped Ryan by the back of his head and moved him over the thick length shaft, the veins and smooth skin rubbing over Ryan’s tongue. When Master Chris gripped his dick and held it up, he didn’t need to tell Ryan what to do. In one fell swoop, Ryan filled his mouth with as much of Master Chris as possible, which wasn’t very much, before the other man hit the back of his throat, making him gag slightly. With a low moan Master Chris used his hold on Ryan’s short hair to pull him back slightly.

“Easy, and watch your teeth.”

A grin curved Ryan’s lips, even as he had his mouth stuffed full of cock. Being on the giving end of a blowjob was new to Ryan, but he sure as shit knew what it felt like to get a good one. Something touched his anus, something incredibly soft, and he froze before identifying that sensation as Tanya’s tongue. She teased the nerves around his tight opening, driving him crazy while he sucked her Master’s dick, rubbing his tongue over the little sweet spot beneath the head before sucking him deep, hollowing his cheeks and pulling on the other man hard enough that he tasted pre-come when he pulled back.

“That’s it, my beautiful boy, pleasure him,” Emma whispered next to his face as she watched him working Master Chris’ length up close. “My pussy is so wet, so ready for you.”

Without thought, Ryan braced himself with one hand, then used the other to touch Emma. The instant Ryan’s fingers made contact with her slick cunt, Emma moved away. “Did I give you permission to touch me?”

Ryan shook his head, not losing Master Chris from his mouth. The other man continued to let Ryan suck and nibble on him, his heavy blue gaze going from Ryan to where Tanya continued to play with and tease his ass. Despite the fact that he’d come earlier, Ryan was just as desperate as before, maybe even more so because he knew that he’d finally get a chance to fuck Emma. Having her pussy wrapped around him was the best damn feeling in the world and he wanted it, bad.

So when Emma announced that he was going to have to wear an anal plug as punishment, he gladly took the burning pain of the smooth, solid glass being inserted inside of him. Tanya licked all around his stretched-out anus around the plug, making him sweat and groan while Master Chris began to thrust into his mouth.

“That’s it, Ryan, suck me. You like that plug in your ass. Wonder what you would think of my cock?”

Ryan could only moan, still caught between them, his body aching and burning, yet he felt more alive in this moment than he ever had. Completely present and wrapped up in the sexual magic that Emma wove so seamlessly around him. When Emma reached beneath him to test the hardness of his dick, she let out a pleased murmur.

“Chris, are you ready?”

“Shit, yes. I’m doing everything I can not to empty myself in your boy’s mouth. He’s so fucking eager to please you.”

Without another word, Emma gripped Ryan by his short hair and pulled him off Master Chris’ dick with a loud pop that made the other man curse. In a flurry of movement, Master Chris had Tanya flat on her back before he grabbed her legs and swung them over his shoulders before he slammed into the petite woman, making her arch and cry out.

Emma threw Ryan onto his back as well, the anal plug pressing at a new angle that had him grunting. Without preamble, she grabbed his shaft and tried to slam herself down, the naturally tight grip of her pussy resisting his intrusion in a way that made him see stars.

Emma snarled, pushing herself down even though it must have stung, forcing her body to accept his. Once Ryan was seated inside of her fully, Emma’s head whipped back and her spine bowed, giving him one of the most magnificent sights in the world — his Mistress stuffed full of his dick while she climaxed with a sharp scream. He gripped Emma’s hips and began to power into her, knowing from past experience that when she was wound up like this, she wanted him hard and fast. Something he was only too eager to give to her.

“Mistress,” he whispered over Tanya’s increasing cries of pleasure.

Emma met his gaze and he swore their souls touched. Shivers and chills filled Ryan, bright sparks of light that seemed to sizzle just beneath his skin. There they were, those supremely powerful emotions that wrought sensations from his body he’d never even imagined. Every push and pull through Emma’s wet, tight flesh was a struggle, but Ryan managed to hold on long enough to build her up again. She shifted her hips, pressing at a new pressure point somewhere inside of her that must have been just right, because she worked that spot, the plug in his ass shifting with the hard snap of her hips as she savagely used him to chase her orgasm.

Leaning up, Ryan grabbed one of Emma’s breasts in each of his hands, thanking his thousand sit-ups a day for giving him the strength to hold this half-curled position while Emma rode him. Their bodies were slick with sweat and when Tanya came and then Master Chris joined her, Ryan began to tremble, praying he’d hold out long enough to make Emma climax.

Ryan sucked hard on her nipple and Emma jerked against him, then wailed out his name in a broken voice. With his mouth full of her breast Ryan groaned and pumped into as deep as he could go, filling Emma with his seed, sucking on her hard nipple and jerking into her. When the last burning blast of pleasure spilled from him he collapsed back onto the bed, Emma a limp weight on him, Tanya only a couple inches away with Master Chris on top of her, cuddling the small woman while watching Ryan and Emma with a happy smile.

Emma reached out hand held Tanya’s hand, the two women sharing a secret smile that made Ryan’s heart ache. He was so incredibly lucky to have found Emma again, to have won her heart, and he knew he couldn’t live without her.

She might not know it yet, but his decision was made, and as far as he was concerned the sooner he made Emma his wife the better.

Chapter Seven

Wrapped up in Ryan’s arms, with Tanya cuddled to her front and Chris behind the exhausted pink-haired woman, Emma soaked in their love and swore she could feel it filling up the cracks and fractures in her psyche. Maybe it was the rush of hormones, or maybe it was some chemical reaction that they all created together, an electrical storm of lust, but this feeling of belonging, of loving and being loved, was better than anything she’d ever felt. It was cheesy, but to her this was heaven and she was so glad she got to share this with Ryan.

The way Ryan had opened himself up to new experiences, trusting her to make this good for him, trusting her to push his boundaries, touched Emma on a profound level. She had no idea her love for another person could be so strong, but at a couple points when their gaze had met while Chris was tormenting Ryan and putting on one hell of a show, her breath had caught in her throat at the strength of their emotional bond. No matter what happened between Chris and Ryan, she knew it would never be close to what she had with her delicious submissive. Just like Chris’ connection with Tanya allowed them to play with others, secure in the solidity of their relationship. This knowledge allowed her to let go of any reactionary jealousy at the sight of Ryan responding to someone else’s commands, of him submitting to the other man.

The fact that watching the men together had been one of the sexiest things she’d ever seen helped.

Ryan placed a gentle kiss on Emma’s neck, his arm flung over her body and onto Tanya’s, resting against Chris’ hand. “You still awake?”

Emma nodded, watching Tanya sleep. “Yeah.”

“Want to go find Moira and say good night?”

Emma looked over at Chris and he gave her a small, warm smile. If he were any more content, he’d be purring like a lion basking in the sunlight. His gaze was sleepy and he snuggled Tanya closer to him. “I think we’re going to stay here for a bit. Tanya’s insomnia has been bothering her, so I don’t want to disrupt what little sleep she gets.”

Ryan moved away from her, the cool air chilly against her skin. She sat up then gave Chris a quick kiss on the cheek. “I understand. Such a good Master, always looking out for his little girl.”

Chris smiled down at the sleeping woman in his arms. “Always.”

It didn’t take Emma long to get dressed and freshen up. When she looked into the mirror of the small bathroom, she no longer looked as haunted as she had when they left the house. The long drive to Kiss of Blue had helped soothe her anxiety. Their car was driven by a bodyguard and another bodyguard followed them in a separate car while Justan had opted for his shiny black crotch rocket. He’d come up to her window every now and then, popping wheelies and in general just showing off.

As Emma slipped her hand into Ryan’s and followed him out the door, she couldn’t help but think about how blessed she was to have such a good man, and his friends, in her life.

The crowd had increased while they’d been inside the room and Justan had to shout to be heard when he said, “Look at you two, all bright eyed and glowy. Ahhh, young love.”

Laughing, Emma smacked Justan on his thick biceps. “Jealous?”

Real pain flashed through his gaze, but it was gone before she blinked. “Nah, you’re too high-maintenance for me, beautiful.”

Ryan simply shook his head. “Do you know where Moira is? We wanted to say goodbye, then head home.”

They had to move a little as a group of people walked down the hall, chatting and laughing. A few said hi to Emma and she waved back before returning her attention to Justan, who was now scowling.

“Moira’s in the jungle room with her prisoners.”

“Oh shit, she’s doing her Amazon queen thing?”

Ryan gave her a questioning look. “What?”

“Despite the fact that she’s as Irish as the day is long, Moira likes to pretend she’s an Amazon warrior who gets to play with the spoils of war.” Emma watched Ryan’s gaze heat and grinned. “If you’re a good boy, we can play that game someday. And trust me, handsome, there won’t be a part of you I won’t play with, because as my war trophy you will belong to me.”

Justan groaned, “Come on, Emma. My cock’s about to explode here. Do you know how hard I’ve been all night?”

Emma’s first impulse was to tease him, the fact that he obviously needed relief stoked her Dominant side, but she kept herself in check. “Delightful. Come on, let’s get out of here before Justan embarrasses himself and comes in his pants.”

“Hey now,” Justan bellowed out behind them, “I have more control than that, thank you very much.”

“So says the man with a wet spot on his pants by the tip of his dick. Hanging to the left today, Justan?”

Justan swore behind Emma while Ryan laughed and threw his arm over her shoulders. She laced her fingers with Ryan’s and strolled through the dungeon, aware of people watching them but completely content with her man. Her yummy, submissive man who she planned on riding in the back of the limo on the way home. Damn, would she ever not want to jump his bones?

They soon reached the large space they called the ‘Jungle Room’ where Moira was holding court before a very admiring audience. Emma’s best friend was in her element, wearing her leopard-print bikini, along with a multitude of beaded necklaces. She had a knife sheath strapped to one thigh and was currently tracing it over the nipple of a bound, sweaty Asian man who was grimacing in pleasure-pain while Moira smacked his erect cock with her free hand.

Justan stepped up next to her and sucked in a harsh breath. “Holy shit.”

Hiding her smile, Emma leaned against Ryan and said, “I don’t want to interrupt her. Do you mind watching while we wait for her to take a break?”

Without tearing his eyes from the scene Moira was doing, Ryan shook his head. “Is she really going to play with all of those guys?”

There were currently eight men tied to thick wooden posts sunk into the concrete of the floor. Some had their arms over their heads, others were wrapped around the pillar, yet others were chained to it by long shackles. The one thing they had in common was the intricate shibari ropes decorating their bodies.

“If they’re lucky. See those elaborate bindings? These are Moira’s birthday presents. Some people give Moira jewels, others give her slaves. Notice how all the men are watching her, hoping that she’ll pick them next to touch, to torment? She’s already brought three of them to completion, you can tell because she smeared their come on their chests.” The handsome Asian man Moira was currently with cried out his release as Moira literally slapped the come out of his cock. “He won’t get to fuck her tonight.”

“Why?” Justan asked in a gravelly voice.

“Because she’ll pick the one that can withstand her efforts to make them come the longest.”