Authors: Desiree Holt
Intermission (5 page)
Lisa took a healthy swallow of her drink, wondering what
was coming next.
"We're going into the private room again tonight," Mark
told her, kissing the edge of her ear. He took the hand not
holding her drink and slid his thumb back and forth on the
37
Intermission
by Desiree Holt
inside of it, sending waves of lust through her. Just a simple
caress on the inside of her wrist and she was wet enough to
slide off the seat.
"I-I'd like that," she finally managed to say. Her mind
raced in a hundred different directions, wondering what each
of the toys would do and how they would play into whatever
happened in the private room.
"Good. I know you would."
He took her drink and placed it on the table, then cupping
her chin, turned her head to him and claimed her lips. His
tongue slid back and forth across her lips before pushing
through into her mouth. He swept it across every surface,
tangling with her own tongue, twisting his around it, licking
the insides of her cheeks. She had no breath left when at last
he lifted his head.
"Kissing you is like swallowing a live wire," he said, a little
breathless himself. "It almost makes me not want to get
to...other things." He grinned, a slow, sexy, wicked grin.
"Almost."
He traced her lips with his tongue again then drew a line
down the column of her neck, pausing to trace circles at the
hollow of her throat where her pulse was beating wildly.
Unable to help herself, she cupped her own breasts and lifted
them to him, silently pleading for him to move his mouth
there
. Right
there.
Where her nipples were almost bursting
with need.
But Mark took his time, planting kisses here and there, all
the while whispering erotic things to her.
38
Intermission
by Desiree Holt
"See these beads on the table?" He licked the upper swell
of one breast. "I'm going to insert them in your ass. You'll
love the feel of them. There are so many, many nerves in
that tight, dark tunnel that those beads will wake up. They'll
be sending messages to your entire body, especially that
beautiful, naked cunt. I can't wait to see your cream dripping
from it."
Lisa squirmed on the seat, feeling that same cream pooling
beneath her.
"Then I'm going to put the little bullet vibrator in the cat's
mouth, right where there's a place for it, and turn it on. When
those beads start to vibrate in your ass, you won't care who
fucks you. Or how many. Because you'll be so aroused almost
nothing will satisfy you."
She clenched her hands on his upper arms, trying to
steady herself, to keep from self-destructing just from Mark's
words alone.
"And those butterflies?" he went on. "One for each of those
bursting nipples I love to nibble, one for the sweet, sweet clit
that's so easy to see without all those silken curls to hide it.
Thin gold chains to link them together. And a remote control
that sets them all vibrating. Oh, my sweet angel. I can't wait
to see you that hot. And when we get into the room, I have a
big surprise for you."
She blinked. "A surprise? How much more surprised could
I be?"
"You'll see. Now, be a good girl, get up on your knees for
me and bend forward. Just like you've done before."
39
Intermission
by Desiree Holt
Lisa moved sideways and positioned herself on her hands
and knees, legs spread as wide on the seat would allow. She
jerked slightly at the first touch of the cool gel on her anus,
but then Mark slid two fingers inside, massaging the gel into
the tissues of her rectum, and she relaxed into it. As much as
she could relax. Her entire body was strung taut as a bow in
anticipation of what was to come.
"Beads now," Mark said from behind her. "One at a time."
The first one slipped through the tight ring of sphincter
muscle then a second and a third. Mark took his time,
pausing between each bead to let her adjust to the feel. At
last she felt the bottom outline of the cat handle against the
cheeks of her ass and knew they were all inside her. She felt
Mark's hands manipulating the handle and knew he was
locking the bullet vibrator in place.
"All right, angel face." He ran a hand over the smooth flesh
of her buttocks. "Let me help you lie down here."
With great care, being careful not to disturb the beads or
bullet, he turned her until she was flat on her back, knees
bent, feet flat on the buttery soft leather. The first time she'd
been here she'd wondered at how wide the booth seats were.
Now she knew.
"You'll love this," Mark assured her, tugging her nipples to
enlarge them and clipping a butterfly to each one. When his
fingers trailed down to her cunt, he slipped two fingers inside,
rubbing them against her hot inner flesh then scooping out
some of her copious juice and rubbing it on her clit. "One
more little toy and we're ready."
40
Intermission
by Desiree Holt
She'd throught it would hurt when he attached the
butterfly to her clit, but the clips were padded with some type
of soft, foamy material, so rather than causing pain it only
excited her more.
Mark backed off the seat and very slowly began removing
his clothes. His eyes held hers the entire time he undressed,
a hungry need darkening them from deep blue almost to
navy. Lisa licked her lips as his hard-muscled chest was
bared, the flat male nipples barely peeking out of the curled
dark hair. She followed the arrow down to his groin,
swallowing hard when he divested himself of slacks and
boxers and his magnificent cock sprang free. Even though it
wasn't a new sight to her, she had all she could do to keep
herself from drooling.
Lips kicked up in that wicked grin again, Mark leaned down
between her thighs and sprinkled soft kisses all over her
tummy and the insides of her thighs. When he ran his finger
through her slit, circling the opening to her vagina, he
widened his grin and held up his finger, coated and shiny.
"I think we're almost ready," he told her.
"What else do we have to do?"
Mark lifted her up again and positioned her on her knees
facing him. Taking his shaft in his hand he rubbed it back and
forth across her lips. The skin was velvety against the steel
beneath it.
"Open your mouth, angel face. Before we move into the
private room and the mob scene erupts, I want a little of this
all to myself." He winked. "Shall we let anyone who's out
there watch?"
41
Intermission
by Desiree Holt
"Of course," she told him in a shaky voice.
Mark pulled the curtains open, motioned to the waiter to
gather their clothes and store them in a locker, then pressed
the head of his cock against Lisa's lips. She opened them
wide, tilting her head back, letting him push himself in as far
as he could go. With a gentle rocking of his hips, he began to
fuck her mouth, her tongue setting up a friction on the
underside of his rod.
Reaching between his thighs, she cupped the heavy sac
holding his balls and manipulated them with her fingers the
way he'd told her he liked it done. She watched his face,
seeing the taut look come over it as his body began to gather
itself for release then rolled her eyes sideway. The couples at
the tables in the open and those in one or two booths with
open drapes were watching avidly.
Lisa set up the motion with renewed vigour, sucking hard,
scraping her fingernails over the wrinkled flesh of the sac,
reaching back to tease at Mark's anus. When she pushed the
tip of one finger into that puckered opening, his eyes
widened, his body tightened, and almost without warning, he
ejaculated into her mouth, his semen coming in thick spurts,
her throat working as she swallowed it.
Finally, spent, he rolled his fingers around his cock, pulled
it slowly from her mouth and pressed the head to her lips.
"Lick it one last time." His voice was hoarse, raspy, like
gravel on cement.
Lisa knew he was trying to maintain his all-important
control in front of the people watching. Obediently, she licked
42
Intermission
by Desiree Holt
the last of the drops from the smooth head, even dipping the
tip of her tongue into the slit.
Mark let out a long sigh then reached out a hand to help
her slide out of the booth. Damon, the manager/owner, who
had materialised from someplace, smiled at them and took
out his key for the nearly invisible door.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Almost," Mark told him. He reached behind Lisa and
turned on the little bullet, immediately sending shock waves
through her rectum. Then, pressing a button on the little
remote he'd taken from the box, he set the butterflies to
dancing.
The myriad sensations nearly brought Lisa to her knees.
She didn't know if she'd even be able to walk. Thank god,
Mark put a steadying hand on her elbow.
He nodded to Damon. "Now we're ready."
43
Intermission
by Desiree Holt
Chapter Four
* * * *
Lisa was so consumed by the vibrations running through
her system she almost didn't hear the words spoken to her.
Mark had to nudge her and whisper in her ear.
"Someone's saying hello to you, angel face."
Clenching her fists to try for some semblance of control,
Lisa looked up and nearly fainted from shock. Naked and
gorgeous, Jake stood grinning at her, stroking his cock, both
laughter and lust in his eyes.
"I-I..."
The two men exchanged glances. "Mark, I do believe the
lady is speechless."
With the sinful vibrators working away on her, Lisa was
beyond speechless. She could hardly hold herself upright.
Mark kissed her cheek and swirled his tongue in her ear.
"Jake and I are brothers," he whispered. "We exist on two
different planes, but every now and then, we're able to get
together."
"Mark told me about you," Jake explained. "I figured if I
hung around
Danny's Pub
long enough during a dry spell I
might run into you. But the way things have worked out,
tonight we get to enjoy you together."
44
Intermission
by Desiree Holt
Just as in the previous evening here, Lisa was placed on a
small elevated stage in the middle of the room, and a
booming voice sounded of the speaker system.
"We are pleased to have Lisa Graham with us again
tonight. For those who enjoyed her last time, you'll be happy
to know she's returned. This is her first night with the anal
beads, so you know what to do. And please remember, we
are all ladies and gentlemen."
Lisa blinked and Jake was standing in front of her, his big,
warm hands on her waist, head bent, tongue moving back
and forth across the upper swell of her breasts.
"Damn, those vibrating butterflies make your nipples
shake like crazy. And make
me
hard as a spike." He traced
his tongue across her lips. "Remember how great it was last
night, you on your knees in front of me, my cock in your
mouth?"
She nodded her head, about all she was able to do. She
heard voices murmuring behind her.
"We're going to do that again tonight, while Mark fucks the
beautiful naked pussy of yours. God, I could get off just by
thinking of it." His hands moved up to her shoulders, pressing
down lightly on them. "You need to get on your knees again,
sweet thing. Then brace yourself on your hands."
Lisa did as he told her, her body shaking so hard now from
the combination of vibrators she didn't think there was one
nerve or muscle not in motion. Behind her, soft hands stroked
the cheeks of her ass, and a soft female voice said, "Hello,
Lisa. So nice to see you again."
45
Intermission
by Desiree Holt
Fingers touched the beads and pulled until one popped out
of the round opening of her anus. The same fingers reached
between her legs and stroked her cunt, slipping inside before
lightly scraping long nails across the now very sensitised lips.
Then two soft kisses on her buttocks and the woman was
gone.
The next hands touching her were larger and rougher.
Male. A thick finger circled her anus again and again before
pulling a second bead free. This time the person bit her ass
cheeks lightly then licked them with a rough tongue.
"Later, Lisa. Believe me, there are many, many things I
want us to do."
Mark had moved to stand in front of her now, and she
lifted her eyes to his. "I think I'm going to come," she cried,
trying to hold herself in check.
He cupped her chin in his warm hand. "Not until we say