Maya’s Triple Dare(Divine Creek Ranch 6)(116)
“I’m so close, Kendall.”
“Me, too, babydoll. They’re watching you. You’re so beautiful like this, and they can’t take their eyes off of you.”
Resting her cheek on his thick shoulder as they continued moving together, she closed her eyes and imagined it. The moonlight was shining down on them, their entwined flesh luminous in the lunar glow. She heard a very faint whirring sound and had to stifle a cry when he gently applied one of the battery-operated toothbrushes they’d used as a vibrator to her clit. He began thrusting hard as the telltale spasms started within her.
His whispered voice did her in. “They might enjoy what they’re watching, but they can’t ever touch. You’re mine.”
Oh, so completely, totally yours!
They moved together until they reached the silent crescendo. The orgasm slammed into her, and she raised her lips to his to mute her cry. His arms tightened around her as he thrust powerfully several times before becoming motionless with a shaky groan. He held her tight, and his body practically vibrated with his orgasm. He tilted his head back as his cock pulsed inside her, and she watched his handsome face in fascination as he bit his lower lip.
When he was finally able, Kendall whispered, “Wonder what other household items we can pervert.”
Maya had to put her hand over her mouth to suppress her laughter. “Speaking of kinky and perverted, we can open Charlotte and Zane’s gift now.”
Kendall assisted her as she lifted off of him and led her back into the cottage. After closing the door, she opened the armoire and took out the gift. They unwrapped it together, and Kendall slit the tape on the cardboard box with his pocketknife. Inside, amidst frothy, white packing peanuts were two smaller boxes. She pulled out the one on top.
Kendall studied the picture on the label and said, “Now that looks kinky. What does it say?”
Maya read the description. “Genuine leather forced orgasm belt. Oh! She didn’t!”
Kendall let loose with an evil chuckle as he removed the other box and turned it so she could read the packaging. “The hell you say.”
It was a Hitachi Magic Wand. She pulled the fitted leather belt from its wrappings and held it up. The belt had buckles at the waist, and two adjustable straps that extended down between the legs, and more adjustable buckles at both hips. The belt was fitted with an opening at the apex of the thighs so that the head of the magic wand could be secured into the belt. With hands cuffed and restrained there would be no way out of that contraption until Kendall let her out.
“Thank you, Charlotte,” Maya said breathlessly, now certain it was going to be a long, wild night.
Maya giggled as Kendall started undoing the buckles and said in a groovy, suggestive voice, “And thank you, Mister Hitachi. Bow-chicka-wow-wow.”
* * * *
“Maya, I’m so jealous right now,” Grace said as they walked up to the nondescript but clean-looking storefront in the old downtown district of Morehead. They’d just had lunch at Nikolai’s Café, and Maya was anxious to get started at their next destination, Desired Ink Body Art. Grace had wanted a tattoo since getting a look at the one on her hip.
“Having to wait until after the baby comes will give you time to design the right tattoo. You don’t want something generic that came out of a book, do you?”
Maya chuckled when Grace whined as she said, “No, but…”
“This will also give you a chance to see what it’s like to get a tattoo. You may change your mind.”
“Doubtful, but you’re right. Ethan said he would help with the art, and I do want it to be completely unique.”
They walked into the cool, dry air of the tattoo studio.
After confirming her appointment, Maya handed him her drawing, and they got started. The artist, Jim Durbin, pulled up a chair for Grace to sit in when she told him she was a writer and wanted to observe Maya getting a tattoo as research for a book. Jim took one look at Grace’s rounded abdomen, smiled, and pulled a surgical mask from a box on the counter. She hooked the mask behind her ears and settled quietly.
Maya got comfortable on his table and exposed her left hip.
He tucked drapes into the waistband of her yoga pants and said, “I don’t normally recommend including names on tattoos. I know we talked about this when you visited the shop last week, but are you sure you want to add names? You can always think it over and I can do them later, if you really want them.”
“Jim, I’m positive. I want you to add the names.”
He nodded. “If you’re sure.”
“One hundred percent sure.”
He sterilized the area and went to work. Jim embellished the existing tattoo, crafting a third rose. He deepened the shade of red on the existing roses then added swirling ribbons where the roses were bunched together. Jim replicated Maya’s design then tattooed the wording along the ribbons.