She gripped the counter when he made a show of looking in the display case as he slipped his finger back down to her sheath, swirled it inside her until a climax threatened her composure and her business, before returning to slide into her tight back hole. Fingering her with slow, shallow dips, he pointed to a few chocolate éclairs.
“Those look good. Why don’t you get a few of them?”
“Good choice. Cassie, I’ll take two éclairs and four sourdough rolls, please.”
Cassie’s lip hurt from biting it again, perspiration coating her skin with her accelerated heartbeat. The soft, tantalizing strokes over sensitive nerve endings rarely touched made concentrating on wrapping up their purchases and ringing them up difficult. Thank God everything was down at the end of the counter where the cash register sat and she didn’t have to move around a lot. By the time the two women said their farewells and headed out the door with their purchases, she teetered on the verge of climax, unsure how much longer she could hold out.
“Ladies, would one of you mind turning the sign to Closed on your way out?”
“Certainly. You two have a nice day tomorrow. See you next week, Cassie dear.” Betty flipped the sign and shut the door behind her.
“Damn it, Marc,” Cassie hissed, turning her head. Before she could continue he had a tight grip of her hair and his lips latched onto hers. Moaning in defeat, she kissed him back, her tongue meeting his as he resumed finger fucking her ass.
“Bend over again,” Marc ordered when he released her mouth, the sight of her puffy lip ratcheting his arousal.
He’d gotten her into such a state she never considered resisting. Thankful she had closed the blinds over the front windows when the afternoon sun shone in, she leaned over the shorter counter next to the register. Cool air hit her bare skin as he flipped up her skirt, which did nothing to lower the heat pulsing between her anus and her vagina.
Sheathing himself in a condom, Marc grabbed her hips and thrust into her, the red stripes across her buttocks egging him on. As he ran his fingers over them, she released a flood of moisture over his dick. Chuckling, he pounded into her, burying himself over and over to the hilt, his balls bouncing against her thighs with each plunge. Cassie whimpered then cried out as her pussy tightened around him, drawing out his climax.
“That’s it, darlin’, come on my cock. Come for me now.” Releasing her hip, he spread her cheek and thrust a finger into her anus, setting up a pounding rhythm in her ass matching that in her pussy.
The dual stimulation along with his harsh command proved to be too much for Cassie and she let go, crying out with the pleasure as it ripped through her and sent her spiraling out of control. She had just stopped convulsing when she felt his cock swell with a jerk, his shout fast on the heels of hers. His climax triggered another one for her and she buried her head in her arms and rode out the pleasure, thankful her legs didn’t buckle under the onslaught and kept her from collapsing.
* * *
“Problem?” Jack asked him as he came into the kitchen to pour a cup of coffee. Turning from the counter, steaming cup in hand, he waited patiently for Marc to answer.
Sighing, he took the last swallow of his tepid coffee before pushing back from the counter and taking his cup to the sink. After rinsing it out, he turned to look at Jack standing next to him, a light of understanding reflected in his dark eyes. “I’m fucked, aren’t I?”
Chuckling, Jack’s reply lacked any sympathy for his plight. “Yup, ‘fraid so if your face this morning is any sign.” Slapping him none too gently on the back, he added, “It’s not so bad. You’ll get used to it.”
“Bite me.” His grumbled reply lacked any real irritation. He should’ve known by his first, instant response to seeing Cassie again he was screwed. But he didn’t have to like it. What if he gave her what she came looking for and she ran again? He wasn’t sure he would handle the regret and remorse too well if he failed her a second time. A person could only take so much failure when it revolved around someone special.
“I’d rather bite Morgan. Look, I was where you’re at six months ago and thankfully, I listened to your advice. You and Cassie may not have the years of friendship Morgan and I had before I took the plunge and gave in to her demands, but you have something. And that’s a good start.”
That was true, and it did make him feel better. He didn’t plan on letting her out of his sight until he removed the potential threat of a stalker, so he may as well forge ahead and see where he could take them, again. She knew the score this time, had even trained under another dom, something that still rubbed him the wrong way and that they would have to deal with sooner or later. But not today. She was off today, but he wasn’t. He and Jack had a scheduled hiking tour slated for this afternoon and that would be a perfect time to introduce her to a little outdoor bondage fun.
“I’d like to guide the first half of the hike to Eagle’s Lookout, if that’s all right with you.”
Jack’s smile said he knew what he had in mind. “Good idea. We’ll meet you there and bring them back. Good spot, secluded but the potential of being discovered won’t be lost on her. Mmm, I think I’ll head up there early with Morgan and kill a little time while we’re waiting for you. The last of our current guests will check out on Tuesday and our new group will start arriving Wednesday with the last of them checking in Friday. The whole group will be staying for the weekend.”
“Doesn’t give us much time to equip the cabins and the club room.” They always looked forward to entertaining some of their friends who indulged in the lifestyle, but preparing for them was time-consuming. “Are we still planning a lingerie night for Saturday night?”
“Yeah. I sent out emails so they could bring getups with them. We’ll also divide them up for a hike so they can play outdoors. Other than that, a few expressed
interest in waterskiing and boating and making the trip into town for shopping. They’ll be an easy group to please.”
“Sounds good. We’ll head out around one-thirty and meet you there at three.”
“Make some noise in case I lose track of time.” Jack grinned at him.
“I’d have to make a lot of noise to be heard over Morgan.”
“I’ll gag her so I make sure I hear you.”
Marc laughed, shaking his head. “Later.”
Surrounded by towering pines, their lodge sat secluded away from the individual cabins nestled in the woods. Stepping outside, Marc took a deep breath of the warm mountain air, struck again by the peacefulness of their mountain that appealed to him on so many levels. Having met in the military and done time together overseas in some of the worst, god-awful hellholes on Earth, both Marc and Jack savored every moment they spent in their mountain top retreat. They had worked hard to save enough money for a down payment on the two-story log structure that fit their needs to a T, and they’d never taken the success of their vacation rentals and the amenities it provided them with for granted.