As soon as I walked into their house I had the odd feeling of coming home. It was as if the very walls were joyfully welcoming me home. I bit back a sigh of contentment and chided myself on my irrational sentimentality for a place that I had only been in once.
Alyssa pushed me further inside at the same time I realized it had actually stopped just inside the front door.
She waved me upstairs. "You know what room it is. Go get cleaned up and I'll bring you some clothes." Her eyes slid leisurely down my body and a seductive smile parted her red lips. "Or maybe not."
Kevin's eyes flashed with heated desire as they made their own trip over me. "I like that idea, very much."
A red flush reached my cheeks and I cursed my fair skin knowing they would definitely see the reaction to their words. Kevin's delighted chuckled only served to make me more flustered. An enormous wave of apprehension sent me reeling back from them.
"I-I don't know if this is such a good idea," I stuttered out forcing my voice to get stronger than it was.
Feeling vulnerable from the fear and guilt that was rolling around in me right now I knew that getting intimate with someone, especially these two people, would be a huge mistake. Now, that I wasn't in imminent danger of being kidnapped or arrested the adrenaline that I had been running on was gone. My mind was clearer and the incessant need to be close to someone was gone. Well it was handled better, but not actually gone.
Alyssa and Kevin just looked at each other for a moment as if they were silently making a mutual decision. Kevin stepped around me to head up the stairs, but oddly enough he didn't make it further than the first step right behind me.
"If you're not willing to participate tonight that's fine," Alyssa said much to my surprise. "But, I'd ask a favor of you. Kevin and I haven't been to the club in a while and I find myself needing a bit of a release tonight."
Alyssa stepped forward pressing me back against Kevin in my haste to keep some space between us.
"I would like for you to join us in the playroom. I believe I once told you that having someone watch us turns me on and I find that I want your eyes on me tonight while Master and I play," she explained.
The way her voice dipped when she said the word Master sent a spike of heat streaking through my stomach. I wanted to watch her and Master play as well. My mind whirled with the images of her kneeling in front of Master submitting to his every desire. Of Master pushing her to the pinnacle of her pleasure and making her scream in a way that only he knew how to do. Oh, yes, I wanted to watch that too. I drew in a sharp breath as the heat began to coil and burn hot.
It couldn't hurt to just watch. It would be like my own personal porn playing right in front of me.
I nodded my agreement. Knowing if I tried to speak it would come out as a squeak.
Alyssa's face lit up in triumph and I had the distinct feeling I had lost a battle I hadn't even known we had been fighting and I certainly wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing.
Without warning she swooped in and captured my lips in a hard passionate kiss. Her sweet succulent lips devoured mine sending fuel to feed the fire in my stomach. Her hand caught my chin not allowing me the chance to escape. But, my desire fogged mind couldn't think further than the amazing taste of her lips. A soft moan broke free as I pressed forward wanting more. But, she was in charge and denied me more. Instead she pushed me away and turned me to face Kevin who was looking on with arousal darkening his gaze making him look dangerous and sexy as hell all at once.
He wrapped his arms around me trapping me against him not waiting for my surrender. When his lips took mine this time I didn't hesitate. I pressed back against his hard demanding lips and tried to give as good as I was getting. His tongue swept inside and greedily searched out every inch as if branding me with his taste. A whimper poured into his mouth and my knees grew weak forcing him to hold me up. My hair was moved off my neck by a gentle hand, moments before another set of lips traced the sensitive stretch of skin from my ear lobe down to my shoulder. Master pulled away just in time for a sharp cry to burst forward as Mistress bit down firmly on the juncture between my neck and shoulder.
Master answered with an aroused growl and bent to capture my lips again but, Mistress Alyssa stopped him.
"No, she said she wasn't ready for this tonight and we must respect that," she said in a husky voice.
Wait? What? I wasn't ready? I was burning alive. My panties were so soaked that I might as well not be wearing any at all. Who the hell said I wasn't ready? I would strangle them with my bare hands! Kevin immediately dropped his arms and stepped away from me allowing a cold dose of reality to slap me in the face. I turned slowly to face Alyssa and Kevin not really understanding what had happened or what was happening.
"I'm sorry, Bell. I couldn't help myself and it got out of hand. That was our fault," Kevin said apologetically, even though he didn't really look sorry. "Go upstairs and get cleaned up then met us in the playroom."
Before I could say anything else Kevin pulled Alyssa towards the playroom fast as if he couldn't wait another moment for her. But, by the look on Alyssa's face, she felt exactly the same. A sense of pride welled up in me when I realized that this urgency was at least partly my fault.
I took a few breathes and tried to get my legs to stop shaking. When I pushed my hair back out of my face I realized that my hands were shaking as well.
Once my knees allowed me to walk I hustled up the stairs and to the guest room that I saw the last time I was here. I hadn't actually stay in it, because I spent the night with Kevin and Alyssa in their bed down in the playroom.
The thought reminded me that they were downstairs in the playroom right now. Kevin was probably commanding Alyssa to undress before he tied her to the St. Anthony's cross; it was his favorite thing to use next to the sawhorse he loved to use to paddle a naughty little sub on. My body flushed again as I remembered the feeling of his hand on my ass the last time I was here.
By the time I was done with my shower my whole body was achy and needy all over again. I had no idea how I was going to survive watching those two play together and not spontaneously combust in front of them. But, I knew if I didn't hurry up they might come up and drag me down there. Or worse, finish without me.
I stood at the top of the stairs looking down into the darkened room. I could hear the erotic music playing softly in the background occasionally punctuated by a high cry from Alyssa followed by a soft gruff murmur from Kevin. I squeezed my legs tightly as a fresh wave of juices flowed out of me at just the sounds. The notion of just standing here at the top of the stairs and playing with myself while I listened to them briefly flickered through my mind but, I had made Alyssa a promise and I was going to see it through... even if it killed me.
The top step squeaked as I descended and I knew that my presence was announced immediately. In all his naked glory Kevin popped out from the doorway at the bottom and stared up at me.
"God, you're so beautiful," he breathed.
His intense words threw me off for a moment. I wasn't stupid, I knew I was good looking and, sadly enough, I had used my looks a few times to my advantage. But, before Kevin and Alyssa I had never had someone make me feel beautiful inside and out. A blush crept over my cheeks having spread up from the top of my breast. I looked away in a lame attempt to hide the redness.
He gave another unabashed chuckle. "Come down here, Bell. My sub is waiting very patiently for us."
Slowly, I continued my decent down the stairs trying to prepare myself for what was about to happen. I knew that they'd keep their word and not touch me unless I said otherwise, but I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to keep myself from begging for them.
Kevin didn't move as I joined him in the door way and with his massive girth I knew there was no way I was going to be able to get by him without rubbing against him. His hard chest held only a spat of dark hair on it that only served to enhance the rock hard muscles underneath it. His tanned skin was smooth every where else and my mouth watered as I imagined the feel of it under my tongue. My eyes wandered lower to the well-defined abdomen, this was a man who worked out hard core. The purely feminine part of me sighed in appreciation at the sight.
Then my eyes caught on the large swollen head that laid against his stomach. I once had spoken to Vie about his size in a drunken moment that I barely remembered, but I had thought I had been over exaggerating it at the time. I hadn't been. My drooling mouth wet dry and I licked my lips remembering the feeling of the soft yet unbending cock.
"Bell," he growled out warningly.
My eyes snapped back up to his face and I was horrified that he'd caught me staring.
"Sorry," I spat out immediately. "I didn't mean to stare."