Surrender Boxed Set (Surrender Series Volume 1 - 7. BDSM romance with man love, bad boys, and billionaires.) Page 14

  “Oh, please, Jake.” Luke walks closer until they are almost nose to nose. “I insist.” Then he turns back to me. “Now, Carrie, perhaps you should call your old job and let them know you won’t be returning? Or shall I do it for you?”

  ***

  The ride to the kids’ school was fairly pleasant, but as soon as they slip out of the back of the Rolls Jake turns his angry, green glare on Luke and it is full of challenge.

  “I think you should take me and Carrie home now,” he says, his tone cold and threatening.

  “Please, don’t be a backseat driver,” Luke quips.

  Jake’s demand makes me angry. He may be my best friend, but he has no right to tell me, or Luke, what to do. And I need this job desperately if I’m going to provide everything my kids need. Plus Jake has some nerve trying to sabotage this job for me, considering his own workload as a carpenter has been low as of late.

  “Jake, don’t speak for me, thank you,” I snap at him, taking a peek in the rearview mirror at him. He glowers my way and I glower back. “If you wants to go home, fine, but I’m going to work.” Luke already made good on his promise to quit my other job for me, so there’s no way I’ll be left standing in the unemployment line.

  Before Jake can protest, Luke pipes up, “My offer still stands, Jake. You can come and watch.” That smug smirk is back. “For that matter, if you’re looking for work as well I’d be happy to employ you, too.”

  In the rearview mirror, I see Jake sneer as he says, “That’s okay. I don’t need help from someone like you.”

  The corner of Luke’s mouth curls. “Someone like me. My, you seem to think you know an awful lot about me, even though we’ve just met.”

  Jake scoffs. “I know your kind. You prey on helpless women and use them for your own gain.”

  At that, Luke’s face becomes a stern mask and he pulls over on Main Street. He gets out of the front of the car and pulls Jake out of the back. I join them on the sidewalk, afraid Dom Luke is about to bust my friend’s jaw.

  Before Luke can say a word, I get in between the two raging males. First I turn to Jake. “I’m not helpless, thanks. I took this job knowing full well what it was about. This was my choice. No one coerced me into it.”

  “The lady speaks truth,” Luke interjects, earning him another scowl from Jake.

  “Well, then I guess it’s up to you, isn’t it, Carrie?” Jake shoves his hands deep in the pockets of his jeans and gives me a disapproving look. He walks away, shoulders sagging in defeat as he returns to the car.

  “My, I didn’t expect that to be so easy,” Luke says. “I was prepared for a public fist fight.”

  I turn and grin at his ill timed humor. “Let me talk to him alone one moment, please?”

  Luke gives me a tender smile, and I don’t like the way it tightens my stomach, or the way it momentarily derails my thoughts. “Of course,” he says.

  I climb in the back and Jake moves away from me. Now I’m just getting pissed with him. Really, I know I haven’t been entirely straightforward with him, but he’s being a bit childish at this point.

  “You know how much I need this job,” I tell him. “A true friend would understand that.”

  He prunes his face. “Don’t throw that true friend crap at me.” Then he sighs, looks at his knees. “But you’re right. I know this money will help you and the boys a lot. You’ve got to do what you’ve got to do.”

  “Thank you for understanding.” I run my palm down his cheek and give him a quick kiss.

  At that moment Luke joins us, sliding behind the steering wheel that looks as if it’s made from polished mahogany. “So, Jake, would you like to take me up on that offer?”

  “Offer?” Jake appears both suspicious and confused.

  Luke turns those icy blue eyes and devastating smile on both of us. “For a job. I could use a male, also, to test my products.”

  Jake squirms, peers at me, then back at Luke. He exhales slowly and deeply. “Take me to your … place. Let’s see what you do.” He shrugs. “Maybe I’ll accept after all.”

  “Ah, that’s better.” Luke reaches in the backseat, strokes Jake’s cheek, and then swiftly starts the Rolls.

  My stomach knots as we head to my new job, and possibly Jake’s new job as well.

  ***

  Jake curses and exclaims after walking inside my new place of work. I see Luke smirk at my friend’s surprise and disapproval. “You’re not very open minded when it comes to sex, are you?” he taunts. “Funny, considering Carrie easily put her preconceptions aside to experience this world.” He points to the bevy of sex toys surrounding us.

  Jake whirls on him. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

  Luke’s smirk widens and he shrugs. “I simply thought two people living together might share similar views. But I should know better. This isn’t always the case. I’ve been wrong before.”

  “We’re not together,” I blurt before I can stop myself, “in the couple sense.”

  Now Jake turns his glare on me. “Geez, thanks for clarifying that.”

  I turn to face him, feeling bad for hurting his already bruised ego again. “I didn’t mean it as an insult.”

  “No, but you were quick to let him know you’re not with me—”

  Dom Luke holds up his hands as he gets between us. “Children, please, let’s not fight. There’s work to be done.” He looks at me. “Since we’re behind schedule as it is, Carrie, I’m going to get you to write up your assessment of yesterday’s toys at home, tonight. Consider it homework.” I go to protest, but he’s already whirled back on Jake. “Now, both of you follow me. First, I’ll show Jake my pride and joy, then I have new delights for you to test.”

  Luke takes me and Jake into the room with the 3D printer he uses to make sex toys. I can’t help but marvel again at the variety of pleasure devices he can actually print out with this machine. He shows my friend some files filled with vibrators and other toy models that he can print out using his 3D modeling software, as he had shown me on my first day of work. Then he offers Jake a choice of designs.

  Once more, Jake bristles. “I didn’t say I was going to work for you yet.”

  Dom Luke sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Could you use the money?” He rattles off a salary that makes Jake’s eyes widen. My friend nods as an answer to Luke’s question, and Luke continues, “Then I suggest you put your hang ups on the table and say yes. Carrie did.” He glances over his shoulder and smiles at me, and I can’t help but smile back.

  Before Dom Luke, I’d have never entertained such wonderfully kinky delights, so I can’t really judge Jake for his apprehension. But his uber good boy routine is grating on me as well. So I tell him some facts Luke told me on my first day, “Do you realize, Jake, that orgasms are actually good for you?”

  He gives me a curious frown.

  I nod as I walk closer. “It’s true. Coming on a regular basis reduces your chances of prostate cancer. It also helps with pain, relieving stress, and helps boost the body’s immune system.”

  His eyes widen again and he appears less dubious. “Really?”

  “The lady speaks truth,” Luke backs me up.

  “Now pick some toys and let’s get on with it,” I say, letting my exasperation out. “The kids will be out of school by four.”

  He looks less like a churlish child as he asks Dom Luke to help him select, since he really has no knowledge of this stuff. Again I feel guilty for being hard on him, but at least he seems to have embraced the practicality of taking this job, for both me and him.

  “Ah, wise choices,” Luke says, giving Jake a friendly pat on the back.

  I see the dom now holds an anal plug with tiny nubs peppering its slightly rounded body, and in his other hand he has something light pink in color that looks like a jelly flashlight.

  “Follow me,” he says as he walks in my direction. “Your selection for today is in another room, Carrie. We can change and get naked in there.”

  W
ith that he takes my hand, and I hear Jake give a little growl behind us, but he says nothing more. We move toward the room right across from the one we’ve just vacated.

  I gasp when I get a look at the toy I’ll be testing today. It’s a strange apparatus made of leather and steel. Something that appears like a cross between a mechanical insect and a very elaborate chair.

  Dom Luke puts a warm hand on my shoulder and explains to me. “This device is designed to hold you. It responds to your body using radio waves, similar to how Wifi internet works, or sonar in a submarine.” He walks over to a steel set of cupboards and drawers and plucks something out before he returns to me. “Here. I’ll also need you to put this on.”

  He hands me a lacy, sheer teddy that sparkles when I hold it up toward the overhead fluorescents. I glance at him, and I’m sure my expression shows I’m puzzled, for he continues to explain.

  “See those tiny fibers in the material?” He touches the silvery threads. “They will respond to your body. The garment is filled with capacitive sensors, meaning it will use the electricity your flesh creates to communicate with it, to pleasure it. The lace molds to you and actually vibrates.”

  He moves from me, wearing that charming smile once more, and I can’t explain it, but I feel instantly comforted and ready. Dom Luke seems to bring out the boldness and bravery in me.

  While he goes to Jake, I slip into the crotchless, filmy lingerie. I slip the straps up over my shoulders, adjust the thin cups that are a part of the barely-there bodice so my heavy breasts won’t fall out. The material molds nicely to my curves, and for the first time in a long while I feel truly beautiful.

  I join Jake and Luke. Admittedly I’m excited to see what this strange sex toy inventor has in store for my tentative friend.

  “Now, Jake,” he says, pacing before the man who sat in a chair when Dom Luke instructed him to do so. “Here’s what I plan to do with you. First, tell me, are you adverse to having another man touch you intimately?”

  Jake blushes almost as red as his carroty hair. “I… I’ve never really thought about it.”

  Dom Luke brushes a slender finger down my rugged friend’s cheek. “Your eyes tell me a different story.”

  Jake’s green eyes do glitter, but I’m not sure whether it’s denied lust or pure anger.

  “It’s a job.” Jake shrugs. “I’ll do what I have to do.”

  “Good, very good.” Luke’s lopsided grin is lethal and beautiful. “You might even find you enjoy it in spite of your inhibitions. Get naked and prepare to give your ass to me.”

  I bite my lip and watch the two men, waiting for Jake to protest, but he looks at me and then back to Luke, clenches his jaw and begins shedding his flannel shirt, t-shirt, jeans, and underwear.

  “Good, very good,” Luke purrs as Jake reveals thick muscle and skin that is slightly sun kissed from work outdoors around our place. “While you get ready, I’ll strap our lovely lady into her pleasure device.”

  Luke takes my hand and leads me to what I’ve come to think of as the mechanical spider, but despite its insectile appearance it doesn’t frighten me. I find it odd how anything sexual seems so natural in Luke’s presence. Like no matter how wild the ride gets, I’ll always be safe with him.

  “Put your leg in here,” he says, and his thin, strong hands caress down my calf as he straps my ankle in. Both legs and wrists are secured and I place my forehead and chin against a headrest that reminds me of a visit to the optometrist.

  He steps back to admire me, but not before placing a gentle kiss to my lips. I think I hear another growl from Jake, but I can’t be sure this time. Then Luke holds up a small black circular device, which I soon learn is a remote, and he presses it.

  Sensation begins to hum through the sheer lingerie I wear. It’s tiny wires massage my breasts, tease my nipples erect. He tells me now that he has activated the garment it’s feeding off my body’s electricity, listening to what my body wants and responding.

  The fabric swirls sensation over my belly, across my back, and I start to relax. My eyes drift close, but they zip back open when the material that just reaches my clit starts to vibrate and warm up. A soft sigh escapes my lips as my labia and clitoris begin to swell from the delicious stimuli.

  Dom Luke sweeps his fingers over my cheek. “Very good, pet. Now while I go get your friend ready, tell me how it feels. Let’s take your assessments right here, right now, instead of waiting. This will give me a fresh perspective.”

  He moves away in proud strides to kneel before Jake. “All right, give me your ass, sexy,” he purrs, giving my friend a cheeky smile.

  Jake frowns angrily and his face goes as red as my darker, auburn hair this time. But he complies with the dom’s request, raising his legs as Luke shows him to. By now, Luke has stripped down to his tight leather pants and his sinewy chest and arms ripple with muscle and movement. He places Jake’s ankles on his shoulders and caresses his hands up my friend’s smooth thighs. Their gazes lock in a stare of challenge.

  My pussy grows wetter as I watch the dom pluck the anal plug off a steel table where he’d earlier placed both toys. This makes the teddy I wear react to my body even more, and the thrumming at my pussy and throughout my flesh grows stronger. I arch my back as much as the device I am strapped into will let me, and a small moan escapes me before I can stop it.

  The dom turns to me. “Ahh, see. She likes watching us touch each other. Tell me how you feel, my love,” he instructs me.

  “Wet,” I manage as sensation clouds my senses. “Wet and very horny.”

  My friend turns his stare on me and looks awestruck by my carnal confession. The dom looks as pleased as a fat cat who has swallowed the canary.

  “Good, very good,” he drawls out in a sexy tone. “Now keep telling me while I get your friend started here.”

  He uses the anal plug to tease my friend’s balls first, slipping its cool, jelly surface back and forth over his heavy sac, pressing its vibrating skin into his scrotum and swirling circles over this tender flesh. Then he makes a show of lubing up the other man’s ass, and my friend can’t hold back at this. His eyes flutter and he grits his teeth, but a groan of pleasure escapes him as his cock begin to fatten with arousal.

  “This is a very special anal plug,” the dom tells him as he slowly, seductively, sinks it into the other man’s pink, puckered anus. “The nubs are designed to massage your prostrate, but they also release an oil laced with ginger. See the tiny holes I showed you?” He held the toy up for my friend to view before he inserted it. “The oil is secreted through those. Much like our lady’s lingerie, it is designed to respond to your body. So as your asshole heats up, as your body becomes electric, the toy has a special insert where the ginger oil is kept, and this will release with your response. It will calm you as well as titillate you.”

  My friend just sighs loudly and nods in response.

  The anal plug glides down from his scrotum, teasing his perineum until he tilts his head back and I see one of his hands fist. They are now tied behind his back with some gleaming white nylon rope. The dom said this was necessary since he doesn’t want my skittish friend to bolt and run, although he said the statement was tongue in cheek. But watching the two men touch, watching him pleasure and loosen the other man’s inhibitions, is making my lust uncontrollably strong. I never realized how sexy such a display could be.

  The plug is in, and I see my friend’s toes curl and relax under the assault of bliss. His hands, bound at the back of the chair, struggle in their tethers. The dom dips his head between his legs and laps at the other man’s balls. He tugs some of the thin skin with his teeth and my friend moans loudly now. I can’t help but respond in kind as my pussy pulses intensely.

  He next takes the device that looks like a flashlight from the steel table then he liberally spreads lube over his fingers before he plunges them inside what he tells us is a masturbator, or stroker. Basically a synthetic pussy. Before he slides it down my friend’s erect shaft,
he wraps his lips around the head of his penis and sucks until the other man bites his lips furiously to stop the moaning. He laps under the glans with his long pink tongue, and I find myself wishing his licks were stroking across my aching sex. Still, I enjoy watching almost as much.

  He deep throats my friend, who arches up and drives his cock balls deep into the dom’s mouth. The dom withdraws then and slides the jelly masturbator down over the other man’s twitching, meaty penis. My friend lets out a long sigh and his eyes flutter closed. His hips buck up and down in a slow, steady rhythm as he fucks the toy.

  The dom unties one of the man’s hands. “Play with this nice toy while I go service our lady.” Then he leans closer and I see him tongue the shell of my friend’s ear before I hear him whisper, “I’ll get back to you later. But tell me how you feel as you play. I need details.”

  My friend does his best to croak out an assessment, and jack himself off with one hand, while the dom stalks toward me like a confident jungle cat.

  “For you, my love,” he croons as he walks behind me and fondles my ass. “We’re going to turn on this machine and take you on a wild ride.”

  He flicks some switches and the apparatus I’m suspended in whirs to life. The lingerie that responds to my natural electricity begins to vibrate even stronger against my skin, my nipples, my cunt. I gasp as cool fingers of steel spread my legs and ass wider apart. A vibrator that feels very much like a real cock begins to glide up and down my crack.

  Bare chested, Dom Luke stands between me and his other new employee and watches us writhe in ecstasy. He demands we tell him exactly how it feels once more.

  I tell him how wonderful the thick, ridged synthetic cock feels as it enters me and stretches my pussy walls to accommodate its girth. The penis tilts to get at my g-spot from a better angle, and after it does the sublime pleasure unfurling inside of me climbs higher and I cry out my enjoyment.

  “Ah yes.” The dom strokes my face, places a feathery kiss to my lips. “I can see this design will be a success.”

  Another mechanical hand raises up and I notice one of its thin, metallic digits wears a finger vibrator the dom showed to me on my first day. It’s clear and purple, with tiny bumps running all over its surface. It vibrates powerfully as it presses into the swelling bead of flesh between my legs.