Trust Me (27 page)

    
“Thank you, darlin’. That leaves me free
to play with these babies some more.”

    
Alec lowered her legs slowly as they
smiled at each other. Moving to her head, he kissed her softly, glancing at her
hand where she stroked Dave’s cock with a tight grip before asking her, “Was it
worth the torment and the wait?”

    
“God yes,” she moaned as she recalled the
intense feeling of relief mixed with all the pleasure when she had finally felt
the ecstasy of coming around a hard, invading cock again, and the intense
gratitude that Alec had known what to do, how far to push her, to get her over
that hurdle.

    
“If it makes you feel any better, I
couldn’t have held out much longer either before I fucked you again.
 
Stand up and switch places with Dave so we
can both have you this time.”

    
Brooke noticed his cock was hard again, as
hard as Dave’s in her hand was, and the sight of both cocks straining towards
her excited her in a way she had never felt before.
 
Confident now of the outcome, she slipped off
the bench then stepped between Dave’s spread legs after he had sat down. Bending,
she took him into her mouth as Alec thrust into her from behind.

    
A high keening wail of release greeted
Angie and Will as they entered Gabe’s house. “Sounds like Alec and Brooke are
still here,” Will said, grinning.

    
“Shouldn’t we wait until they’re done?”
Angie asked as he kept a tight hold of her hand and headed towards the sounds
coming from a large, open room off the foyer. Will had talked her into coming
here this afternoon by assuring her Gabe and Kira were gone for the day and
that Alec and Brooke would be gone by the time they got there. Her curiosity
won out over her shy reluctance to intrude on the other couple and she followed
him down the hall.

    
“Where would the fun be in that?” Will
stopped in the entry to the gathering room and pulled Angie in front of him,
wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her bright head.
“Well, would you look at that? I do believe Alec solved Brooke’s little problem
for her.”

    
Angie eyed the threesome with
embarrassment and excitement. Brooke was still whimpering in pleasure, her
enjoyment of her climax obvious on her face, her hand pumping Dave’s cock as he
sat on a padded bench with her bending over his lap. Legs spread, hips high,
Alec was fucking her from behind, his hands holding her hips still as he
pounded into her. His forceful thrusts reminded her of the pleasure of being
taken hard like that by Will, of feeling him thick and long inside her, his
well-aimed strokes eliciting climax after climax in her.

    
“Are you sure they won’t mind us
watching?” she asked since it was obvious the threesome was so engrossed in
each other that they hadn’t noticed them there.

    
“I’m sure. Watch, and enjoy.” Will slid
the straps of Angie’s light sheath down her arms, exposing her bare breasts.
Cupping one in each hand, he tormented her nipples as they watched Brooke
replace her hand with her mouth on Dave’s cock, her orgasm obviously abating
enough for her to return her full attention to him.

    
Angie’s mouth actually watered as she saw
Brooke go down on Dave, her eyes closing as if she was savoring a delicious
treat while Alec moved one hand from her hips to between her thighs. The one
thing Angie felt confident about was going down on Will. Gary had loved for her
to suck him, loved coming in her mouth, but he had never teased her throat the
way Will did, had never stretched her lips and filled her mouth the way Will’s
cock did. And, he had never reciprocated the pleasure the way Will did. When
Will had moved down her flushed body the first time, to settle his face between
her legs, she had been surprised and then out of her mind with pleasure when he
brought her to orgasm over and over, never letting up until she actually
pleaded with him to stop, which, of course, he didn’t. It was only one of her
fondest memories of the past week.

    
Lately, she wondered if memories were all
she was going to have of Will when she returned to St. Louis in two days. She
couldn’t believe it was Friday already and how fast the week had gone and how
reluctantly she was looking forward to returning home. For almost a year, Will
had been her constant companion, her confidant, her friend and her lover. Even
though he had been all of those things via long distance, the impact knowing
him had on her life was reinforced this past week as he showed her how much her
body pleased him, how to revel in her full figure and her sexuality as he
showed her all the things he had tantalized her with for months, all the erotic
pleasures she had been missing out on. She wondered if their relationship would
now slowly fizzle out and she wondered how she would get over him if it did. If
it did happen, she could only hope she was well on her way to being a mother so
she would have someone else to love, easing the heartache.

    
“What are you thinking about?” Will asked
her as he pushed her dress to her ankles and slid his hand into her panties to
find her wet despite the fact her mind had taken a detour from watching the
scene in front of them. He knew her well by now, and knew worry about the
future, theirs and hers, preyed on her mind. He hoped what he had planned today
would ease that worry for her. He knew long before their first night together
last week that he wasn’t going to let her go. Now he just had to convince her
of that.

    
“How much watching them turns me on, how
much you turn me on,” she answered.

    
Watching Brooke swallow convulsively as
Dave released his come down her throat was enough to shove her other thoughts
aside. While she was still draining every drop of come from Dave’s cock, Alec
pulled three soaked fingers from her pussy and brought his palm down flat
against her folds. Her own pussy creamed further as she imagined the erotic
pain from a slap on such a sensitive area, could only imagine the pleasure that
pain would bring on, just as it seemed to do with Brooke when she let out
another sob of release.

    
Angie arched into Will’s hand, his fingers
knowing just where to stroke to bring her to the brink of climax. “Will,” she
moaned, leaning her head back on his shoulder, thrusting her breasts out and
widening her legs in a silent plea for more. She knew the others were now not
so distracted that they weren’t aware of her and Will’s presence, knew they
were now the voyeurs, and that excited her as much as the thought of it would
have appalled her before meeting Will.

    
Swooping down, Will kissed her long and
hard before saying against her damp lips, “Not yet, Angel. I’ve been dying to
see you in Gabe’s new toy since you first described yourself to me.”

    
“Are they staying?” she asked, not sure if
she wanted them to or not. She admitted having an audience added to her
excitement, but unsure of what he had planned left her feeling vulnerable.

    
“Not this time. This is a private show,
just between us.”

   
 
After receiving some good natured ribbing from
Alec and Dave after Will told them he wanted Angel to himself for a while, they
escorted Brooke out and Will led Angie in the direction of the equipment she
was wide eyed about viewing close up. Stopping in front of Gabe’s newest
acquisition, he put his hands on her waist, saying, “Hop up, sweetie,” as he
lifted her into the leather swing.

    
The supple leather was cool against her
back and buttocks as Angie fell back, her arms automatically reaching up to grab
hold of the chains used to suspend the chair from the ceiling as she tried to
get her balance. “Just what is this contraption used for?” she asked
skeptically as Will gave the swing a little push.

    
“Fucking, what else?” Grinning, his eyes
on her wide, wary, excited ones, he slowly lifted her right foot up and out,
attaching the dangling cuff from the chain around her ankle then quickly
restrained her left ankle the same way. Standing back, he laughed at the
shocked arousal on her face as she suddenly found herself with her legs in the
air, spread wide open. “Open and available for play. Perfect, don’t you think?”

    
Angie’s shock at being placed in such a
lewd position quickly gave way to arousal as she saw the heat in Will’s green
eyes as he looked her over slowly. As with everything he had introduced her to,
she was quickly anticipating reaping the benefits from this position. When he
turned away from her and walked to a cabinet against the wall, the same one she
had seen Alec return the flogger to, she panicked, saying, “Where are you
going?”

    
“Right here, Angel. I’d never leave you
unattended if you were restrained, even with your hands free.” Opening the
door, he murmured, “Now let’s see, where is that…ah, here it is.”

    
Angie strained to see what he held in his
hand as he strolled slowly back over to her and stood to her side. “What? What
do you have?”

    
“Mmm, no stutter even though you’re not
sure what I have planned. That pleases me, little one, and tells me you’re
finally trusting me unequivocally. This,” he said holding up a smaller version
of Alec’s flogger, “is ideal for sensitive, smaller areas.”

    
Before she had time to do anything but
gape, Will laid a light stroke on her left breast, the short leather strands
snapping against her nipple, causing her to arch up as the slight sting brought
her nipple to a taut bud. A similar stroke quickly followed on her right breast
and nipple, the pleasure/pain making her eyes water and her pussy clench.
“Will,” she gasped as he snapped the mini flogger again, his aim perfect, his
swing a little harder. “Oh, God.” Dropping her head back onto the swing, Angie
gripped the chains tighter as he slowly, methodically moved down her waist, his
arm swinging with sure precision, the light stings quickly followed by sharper
ones, intensifying her lust with each lash. When he stood between her splayed
thighs and ran his palm over her displayed crotch, she shivered from
anticipation and just a touch of uncertainty.

    
“Do you really think I’d ever cause you
unbearable pain?” Will asked, reading her perfectly. The pink stripes he had
left on her breasts and stomach had his cock jerking, the vulnerability he saw
in her eyes as he caressed the sensitive wet flesh between her legs made his
heart ache.

   
 
Angie didn’t have to think on her reply. “No,
of course not.”

    
“Then trust me.” Will glanced down at her
pussy, her exposed pink flesh surrounded by those red curls, the dampness
coating her swollen folds evidence of her arousal and making it easy to slide a
finger into her. He glided slowly over her clit as he pulled out of her then
snapped the mini flogger against her soft flesh before she could tense up.

    
Angie gasped at the small sting then
groaned as it quickly waned and left behind only growing pleasure. Another
slash had her legs jerking and her hips thrusting up and the third had her
crying out in desperate need. “Now, Will, I need you inside me now,” she
begged.

    
Tossing the small flogger aside, Will was
more than ready to give in to her pleas.
 
Releasing his cock, he grabbed her buttocks and slid into her welcoming
heat. Leaning over her, he suckled each reddened nipple in turn before kissing
her deeply, his cock twitching inside her clutching pussy. “You feel good,
sweetie,” he whispered as he moved back, grasped the chains on the swing and
pushed back until just his cock head remained inside her then slowly pulled her
back towards him, his cock moving deep inside her once again.

    
Frustrated at his slow movements, ready to
be taken like he usually fucked her, hard, deep and fast, she groaned, saying,
“More, Will. Quit teasing me.”

    
“Don’t I always give you what you want?”
Letting go of the chains, he once again grasped her buttocks and proceeded to
take her with hard, deep strokes, his hips thrusting with force against her
hips as he brought her to the pinnacle of release. When her breath started
coming in pants, her face reddened and shining with a sheen of perspiration and
her nipples were pointing straight up in stiff peaks, he knew she was ready to
convulse around him.

    
Leaning over her, his hips still ramming
against hers, he took her face between his hands and demanded, “Marry me,
Angel.”

    
On the verge of climax, the tiny tremors
already beginning, Angie could only gape at him in stunned amazement. “What?”
she croaked. “You want to marry me?”

    
“More than I want to take my next breath,”
he said as he plunged into her again, but refused to give her what she needed
to go over until he got his answer. “I love you, I want to be with you, I want
to adopt kids with you and I want to do this,” he stroked her wet vaginal walls
again, gliding against all those little nerve endings that turned them both on,
“over and over with you.”