“The thing I did wrong, the thing you punished me for, and properly so,” he stroked his welted cock, and this time it was his turn to wince, “was coming without your permission. I want you to know I’ve never done that before. Never. But then, I haven’t had my cock in a woman’s cunt since we’ve been together.” He laughed ruefully. “You try it, why don’t you? It feels so damn good it’s hard to stop once you’ve started.”
Liam laughed in spite of himself. Daniel was so endearing with his earnest protestations and explanations. Liam had been crazy to worry that this wonderful, sexy man didn’t love him anymore or was ready to run off with the young blond beauty. He’d only been guilty, as he rightly said, of a simple infraction, which had been dealt with.
“I’m sorry for doubting you. I’ve been acting like an idiot because I do know better. I love you, Daniel. When I saw you there in her arms, all I could think of was that you wanted to be there more than with me. It was stupid of me. I hope you can forgive me for not trusting you, for not trusting what we have.”
“If there’s anything to forgive, of course I do! You’re the most wonderful thing that’s ever happened to me. My life is so full and satisfying. I love belonging to you. If you hadn’t punished me today, I would have felt cheated,” he grinned. “And letting me have this girl toy has added a whole new layer of adventure to our lives.” Gently he kissed Liam’s lips. “I’m so, so sorry I hurt you today. I promise it won’t happen again.”
“I’m sorry I reacted so badly,” Liam rejoined. “It’s hard to believe we’ve only had her here three days. Shall we keep her a while longer, do you think?”
“Yes,” Daniel said emphatically, and despite himself, Liam felt a stab of jealousy. “But right now we really should let the poor thing out of the cage.”
Chapter 11
Amy tried to get more comfortable on the floor of the cage, but it was difficult as her arms were bound behind her back. She was blindfolded, which only heightened the sound of the whip cutting the air, and the sharp snap as it made contact with Dave’s cock.
Alex stopped writing, losing herself in the memory of the event she was fictionalizing for use in her latest BDSM erotic romance. So much had happened in the last three days it was hard to believe that was all it had been.
When Liam had appeared in the doorway of the playroom, Alex thought for sure she would be sent home that very afternoon. The look of utter disbelief and betrayal was so stark in his face she wanted to weep for him even though he had it all wrong. Daniel was no more in love with Alex than he would be with a sex toy or some new kind of flower for his garden. She was an object—something to do. Not someone he would ever consider falling in love with.
The thought saddened her, which also confused her, as she had assured Cheryl and as she had told herself a thousand times before, she wasn’t looking for love. And if she had been, the house of two committed gay lovers was most certainly not the place to find it.
Well, she had to admit the term “gay” really wasn’t accurate. She closed her laptop, abandoning any further pretense of writing. She’d really lost it when he’d pulled her from the exercise bike. She was that close to coming, her clit grinding against the hard seat with each rotation of the pedals. She needed it so badly she didn’t care if he realized what she was doing or not.
When he’d stopped her, mere seconds from a desperately needed release, she thought she would lose her mind. The details of how she went from the bike to being in his arms were vague, but she definitely remembered how it felt when he pressed his huge cock into her wetness.
She was dazed from the waves of excitement and sensation pulsing through her as he filled her completely. After only a few thrusts, she came in sweet spasms against his cock. He continued to move in her, sending spirals of orgasmic tremors through her body. She clung to him as he swiveled and thrust inside her, nearly screaming his name.
When he collapsed on top of her, she somehow found the strength to open her eyes. It was then she saw Liam looming tall and dark in the door, his face stricken and pale with shock.
All the pleasure of just a moment before seemed to dissipate like smoke as she stared at him, unable at first to utter a word. At that moment, Alex would have given anything to take back her greedy actions—to have remained dutifully on the bike, “sublimating her sexual tensions” as Daniel had said she ought. She hated to think she was the cause of Liam’s pain, even if the pain were misplaced. She knew from his expression he thought he had stumbled in on lovers. In fact, she had tricked Daniel into fucking her but that was all there was to it. She’d used her sexuality, as she so often had in the past, to get what she wanted. Alex sighed aloud as she thought about this. Why continue in this futile quest for a true submissive experience? She was no more submissive than Liam himself.