Taming Rex Page 15

  She did as he instructed without hesitation, pulling the top sheet and comforter to the foot of the bed and then gracefully arranging herself.

  He glanced around the room and decided to tug the top sheet off the bed entirely and use it to secure her hands. After joining her on the mattress at her side, he tied one end of the sheet to one of the four posts and then faced her. “Lower your upper body. I want you to rest on your shoulders and cheek, hands stretched above your head.”

  She only hesitated a moment, probably trying to consider the logistics more than anything, and then she scooted down a few inches and assumed the requested position.

  With her bottom in the air and her tits resting on the mattress, Dayton took a moment to look at her. Perfect. A work of art. Her pale skin was flawless, and her dark hair spread across the mattress. He finally moved his attention to her arms, stretched the sheet from the first post to her wrists, and wrapped it around them several times before securing the other end to the far post.

  He was improvising, but he found he liked his decision. She wasn’t restrained to the point she couldn’t escape, but enough to act as a reminder that he intended for her to remain in this position.

  He smoothed his hand down her back as he crawled behind her. With his palms on her bottom, he spoke again. “Pull your knees up and spread them wide, then you can lower your body.” She was young and limber enough to bend into this position. It left her butt still higher than the rest of her, caused her breasts to be pressed against the mattress, and most importantly, opened up her pussy.

  She was breathing heavily as he stroked her skin, touching her everywhere except where she most needed the contact. “Did you enjoy sucking me off, Erica?”

  “Yes, Sir,” she breathed. With her head to the side, he could see her pinkened cheek, parted lips, and closed eyes.

  “Good. I enjoyed it immensely. I bet your pussy is soaked. You sure were squirming a lot while you took me into your throat.”

  She licked her lips. So adorable.

  Dayton ran his hands along the edges of her thighs, her muscles flexing in this position. “Are you comfortable?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Let me know if you need to move. I’ll expect you to tell me when your legs start to ache.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Where is your vibrator, Erica?”

  Her breath hitched. Curious. Finally, she whispered, “What makes you so sure I have a vibrator, Sir?”

  He chuckled. “Erica, you’re insatiably sexual in so many ways. You get off from impact play. I’m fairly certain with enough effort you could come without contact with your pussy. You have enough experience in the fetish world that it’s obvious to anyone looking. Though I have little doubt you can and do masturbate with just your fingers alone, I don’t believe for a second that you don’t have some kind of dildo around here.”

  She bit into her lower lip, still hesitating, making his curiosity pique. “Sweet girl?”

  “Bedside table,” she murmured.

  He slid off the edge of the bed to open the drawer and then froze for a moment. No wonder she hesitated. The woman didn’t just have a simple vibrator in the drawer. She had a trove of toys in all shapes and sizes. “My my,” he stated, his cock growing hard. “Someone enjoys masturbating quite a lot.”

  He glanced at her to find her staring at him, swallowing. “I don’t date, remember? That doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy having sex. I just don’t do it with other people very often.”

  “I like it.” He picked up a few different dildos, trying to decide how he wanted to play with her. It was hard to keep his mind from wandering to last night. Did Rex also get to see the contents of this drawer? Dayton wasn’t sure if she even brought Rex here. Maybe they’d gone to his place.

  Dayton also couldn’t decide which was more disconcerting. On the one hand, he didn’t want to visualize Erica having sex with another man in this bed twenty-four hours ago. The sheets didn’t smell like anyone but her, but she could have changed them. On the other hand, if she’d gone to Rex’s place, that meant he’d had a trove of toys to use on her. Dayton didn’t have that luxury, but he thought he was doing pretty well improvising.

  He pulled the drawer open further and discovered some toys in the back still in their packaging, including some anal beads.

  Erica closed her eyes and inhaled deeply when he picked that package up. Interesting.

  “Have you experimented with anal, sweet girl?”

  “No, Sir.”

  “But you’ve thought about it?”

  “Not really. Sometimes when you order toys, the company will send you a free gift with the order.”

  “Ah. I see. Mind if I open this package?”

  She flinched and then squirmed.

  Yeah, Dayton now desperately wanted to be the one who introduced her to the world of anal. Maybe he was being uber competitive, but he was pulling out all the stops. “Erica?” he nudged.

  “I guess so, but…”

  He grabbed the thin row of beads and then chose a dildo, a vibrator, a condom, and a bottle of lube. He didn’t want to have to come back to the drawer once he got between her legs. Dropping everything on the bed next to her chin, he resumed the best seat in the house, kneeling at her open pussy.

  “I’ll take things slow, sweet girl. If you’re uncomfortable at any point, use your safewords. If you want me to slow down, use parallel.”

  “Okay, Sir.”

  She wouldn’t have even an unopened anal toy in her drawer if she were totally opposed to the concept. He knew most people tended to cringe when anal was first suggested, but he also knew how fucking amazing it could be once she let herself go enough to feel the new sensations.

  Dayton opened the package, watching her face as he tore into it. She was holding her breath. “Relax, sweet girl. Breathe.”

  She inhaled deeply and let it out.

  He set a hand on her lower back and reached between her legs with his other hand to drag his fingers through her folds. As expected, she was soaked, and she moaned the second he made contact. Fucking sexy. “How many orgasms can you have in a short amount of time,” he asked.

  She swallowed. “I don’t know. Maybe two?”

  Two? Challenge accepted.

  Her lips were parted and she was panting now.

  When Dayton grabbed the medium-sized dildo off the bed and teased her entrance with it, she whimpered. He wasn’t in the mood to waste time. He wanted her so fucking aroused that she would welcome anything. So, he slid the dildo deep into her, causing her to lift her torso several inches. “Oh, God,” she murmured.

  So sexy.

  He slid the dildo almost out and then thrust it back in deeper.

  She lifted her face off the bed. “Sir…”

  “Deep breaths, sweet girl. You don’t have permission to come yet.”

  She panted as she lowered to her cheek once more.

  He considered touching her clit, but decided against it, knowing she would shoot off instantly if he did so. He wanted to play with her bottom first while she was so deeply aroused.

  With one hand holding the dildo, he grabbed the lube with the other, flicked the top open, and let a line of cool liquid drip onto her puckered hole.

  She moaned.

  He dropped the lube back on the bed and then gently rubbed the slippery substance around her tight opening. When she squirmed, he fucked her once again with the dildo.

  She gasped at the dueling sensations. Damn, she was hot.

  Without warning, he pushed one finger slowly into her tightness.

  She stiffened, but finally exhaled when he was in several inches. “See. Not bad, right?”

  “I. Uh. I don’t know yet, Sir.”

  “Just let yourself feel. The thin barrier between your vagina and rectum will give you a sensation you’ve never imagined.” He twisted his finger to rub against the wall next to the dildo as he spoke, and she wiggled her butt.

  “More?”


  “I think so, Sir.”

  He smiled as he added a finger, teasing her with slow thrusts. Stretching her only as wide as he needed. “The beads are smaller than my two fingers, Erica. They won’t feel as full as what you’re experiencing now.”

  She nodded against the mattress. “’Kay.”

  He finally pulled his fingers out and reached for the beads, easing the first one in while he watched her face. “You doing okay?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  He pushed against her barrier and let the second bead pop inside, watching as her lips parted again. When the third one joined, she moaned.

  “You like that, sweet girl.”

  “Yes…”

  Oh yeah. He knew she was getting off on this when she failed to address him as Sir. He let two more beads join the first three and decided that was enough for her first time. Steadying her with that hand, he eased the dildo out with the other, delighted when she melted a bit into the bed. “Oh, God,” she whimpered.

  “And to think you had these still in the package. You’ve been missing out.”

  “Apparently…”

  He thrust the dido in several times, impressed by her reactions, still not touching her clit. “I’m going to give you options here, sweet girl.”

  “Mmm.” She wiggled her butt when he stopped moving.

  “I can make you come with this dildo. Pull it out and use the vibrator on your clit. Or, fuck you with my cock.”

  “Please, Sir. Your cock.”

  Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t be able to get hard and come again so soon after a blow job. But nothing about Erica could be considered normal circumstances. She made the sun shine and expanded his world. He might have been thirty-seven, but he felt closer to twenty-two when he was with her, stamina included.

  Dayton removed the dildo and then leaned over to the bedside table to snag a few tissues to wipe off his fingers. Seconds later, he had the condom rolled on, hands on her hips, lifting her rear higher. This would be the first time he had sex with her, but he knew she wouldn’t last long with the beads inside her, especially since he hadn’t let her come yet. “Fast and hard or slow and sensual?”

  “Fast, Sir. God, please.”

  He smiled, loving the tone she used when she was so close to the edge, she wasn’t too shy to beg. After lining up with her opening, he thrust all the way in to the hilt.

  She cried out, arching her neck, her face lifted several inches, hair cascading around her, blocking his view.

  He gritted his teeth, his cock so hard that even with the previous orgasm, he was going to have to concentrate not to come too fast. Holding her hips tighter, he eased out and thrust back in.

  “Jesus, that feels good,” she murmured.

  He was surprised she could string that many words together, but it meant she was also conscious of his every move against the beads. “It sure does, sweet girl.” He thrust again and then set up a rapid pace that made his dick harder by the second. Reaching one hand around to her belly, he found her clit and pressed against it.

  Erica cried out, her body shaking as she came at the first contact.

  Sexiest woman he’d ever had, hands down.

  He didn’t let up, continuing to stroke her clit as he fucked her, circling it and then rubbing it rapidly until she stiffened again. Her body shuddered with the second orgasm. Beautiful. He wanted one more. He wanted to come with her. If he could just focus on her instead of his dick, maybe he could get her to the edge again before he shot off.

  When he was halfway inside her, he reached for the beads and pulled the last one out before pushing it back in and adding one more.

  “Sir,” she screamed.

  He pushed his thumb against her clit and fucked her harder and faster, holding her hip with the other hand.

  Moments later, just when he thought he wouldn’t be able to hold off any longer, she shattered, her body shaking as she milked him, the sounds coming from her mouth unintelligible.

  He followed her over the edge, filling the condom with so much force that his vision blurred. It lasted a long time too, for both of them, his cock releasing inside her tight pussy as she spasmed around him.

  He was shaking when it was over, easing out of her and then slowly removing the beads. Her legs were quivering, and he helped her to her side before he climbed off the bed on wobbly legs and made his way to her bathroom.

  After cleaning up, disposing of the condom, and washing the toys, he grabbed a washcloth and returned to her side. She hadn’t moved, hair still matted to her forehead, mouth open, eyes closed, panting.

  He smiled as he untied her wrists and then rolled her onto her back. He spread her legs without any argument from her, and wiped her off gently. When he leaned over and brushed her hair off her face, she smiled. “I think I died.”

  He chuckled. “You are very much alive. I promise. I guess you liked the anal play?”

  “Mmm.” Her smile grew. “Maybe.” She blinked her eyes open.

  He lifted a brow. “Maybe?” he teased.

  She shrugged. “I’d at least be willing to try it again.”

  “I’ll be at the toy store later today investing in some plugs then.”

  She shivered, but didn’t protest the idea. Finally, she groaned. “What time is it? I’m going to start falling asleep at my desk if I keep up these kinds of hours.”

  He kissed her gently, pulled the comforter up over her body. “Sleep, sweet girl. I’ll let myself out. Text me in the morning when you get to work so I’ll know you’re okay. I’ll see you tomorrow night at Zodiac.”

  “Mmm.” She snuggled under the covers, curling into her side. “’Kay.”

  For several seconds, he continued to stare at her, not wanting to leave, knowing it was too soon to stay overnight.

  With reluctance, he finally gathered his clothes, dressed, and left her apartment. He wasn’t sure how he even arrived at home. His mind never stopped the flashes of visions from their perfect date. He was grinning from ear to ear for a long time, not sobering until he entered his house and remembered she was not his. Not really. She was dating another man.

  His work was made out for him because he wasn’t going to let her go without a fight.

  Chapter 27

  Rex wasn’t surprised to find Dayton sitting at the bar in Zodiac the following night. He’d been stressed all day about tonight, knowing that he would have competition. Erica had been tight-lipped about her date last night, and he hadn’t pried because the truth was, he wouldn’t want her discussing her date with Dayton.

  Dayton stood as Rex approached and held out a hand. “Rex.”

  “Dayton.” It felt so…weird. Never had Rex fallen so hard for a woman. Not even Charlotte. Perhaps it wouldn’t be strange if their relationship was strictly limited to the club, but it wasn’t. Not for any of them. It was a giant love triangle. And Rex wasn’t sure how long he could tolerate it.

  As long as you have to, he reminded himself. How the heck had he managed to go from sharing a woman with two men to sharing the next woman with one man. What were the chances? Sure, he’d learned to share Charlotte. He’d had no choice, just like this time. But it had been different. Mostly because he had shared her openly with the other two Doms present. This back-and-forth, every-other-night thing was not similar. It was stressful.

  Dayton resumed his seat on the stool. “Did Erica come with you?”

  Rex nodded as he took the stool next to Dayton. He’d worked hard to get her to ride with him, finally convincing her that if she played, she would need a ride home. She was susceptible to subspace.

  If he were being honest, half the reason he wanted to drive her was so that he had a leg up on Dayton. Already he knew he was the luckier bastard because he worked with her and they had more in common, but the fact that he also lived in the same complex as her didn’t hurt.

  He eyed Dayton from the side. There was no denying the man had several admirable qualities. For one, he was older, and perhaps because
of that, calmer. He was far more comfortable in his skin, and had more than likely been practicing BDSM for many years longer than Rex.

  Rex wished he could come up with some reason to complain about Dayton, but he couldn’t think of a single argument. The guy obviously treated Erica well, or she wouldn’t be dating him. She wasn’t stupid. He was also built and tanned and had a great smile.

  Rex jerked his gaze back to the room at large. What the fuck was he doing analyzing Dayton? Who the hell cared what Dayton looked like or how he acted? Jesus. “She’s changing,” he stated lamely. Of course she was changing.

  “I figured. How was work today?” Dayton turned to more fully face Rex.

  “She doesn’t talk about you if that’s what you’re asking.”

  “Nope. I was just being polite.” He narrowed his gaze.

  Shit. The last thing Rex wanted to do was get into a verbal spar with Dayton. That would be the fastest way to get Erica to kick him to the curb. “Of course. Not a bad day. We’re trying to hack into a stubborn section of the company right now. Unsuccessfully, which is frustrating.”

  “Isn’t that the idea? If you can’t hack in, nobody can?”

  Rex nodded and then grinned. “Yes, but both Erica and I are stubborn. We like to prove we’re smarter than the computer.”

  “I can see that.” Dayton fisted his hands on his knees. His expression may have forced politeness, but his body language was stiff and uncomfortable. Much like Rex felt.

  Rex cleared his throat. “What do you do?”

  “I own a landscaping company.”

  “Ah. That explains the tan.” And the physique. Damn this was frustrating. Harder than Rex had expected. How was he going to share Erica tonight? What would they do? Flip for who got to dominate her first while the other watched? That wasn’t going to go over well with Rex. He didn’t think he could control his jealousy if he had to watch or even if he waited in another room knowing she was being fondled by another man.

  After an awkward silence, Dayton spoke again. “Look, we obviously have a problem here.”