The Reunion (20 page)

Why the hell hadn’t he gone with them
to Chicago? That was the original plan, but he’d panicked.

The funeral and all its arrangements
had made him feel like part of a family. He knew better than that, and just in
case he’d forgotten, the confrontation with Daniel Sullivan had been an apt
reminder. He didn’t belong. Sarah Atkinson was out of his league. He didn’t
deserve to have a family.

But what about Maria? She had to have
stood out even more than he did in Bumper. He was a known commodity, and she
wasn’t. Yet she seemed to roll with the punches, and she hadn’t run out on the
woman she loved.

He knew. He had eyes. His heart even
told him. Maria was in love with Sarah in ways he’d never begun to tap. Not
that Maria hadn’t been willing to take their relationship to the next level—
he
was the one who’d thrown roadblocks up any time emotions became too heated.

Did Sarah know? How would she
respond to Maria’s overtures? Overtures of love, not sex. Adam raked his unruly
hair roughly. He had no answer to that question. The Sarah Atkinson he thought
he knew in high school would’ve run like hell. This Sarah Atkinson he could not
fathom.

He’d have to prepare for whatever. Wasn’t
that his lot in life? He tried so hard to be in control, yet he had to prepare
for whatever.

Adam lurched to his feet and grabbed
another beer. With beer in hand, he sidled toward the bathroom. He hadn’t seen
a shower in days and he’d better get the kitchen cleaned up.

His women were coming home and he
didn’t have a damn clue what that might mean for him.

Chapter Ten

Adam sat in his favorite chair in
his spacious living room feeling sorry for himself. Sarah and Maria had been
back for nearly an hour. They hadn’t even come looking for him.

He’d heard them come in and go
upstairs. He hadn’t followed. The first move would be left up to them. When he
played chess he always preferred black so he could counter his opponent’s scheme.

Then he’d heard them padding down
the stairs. They went to the kitchen. Glasses and ice rattled. He fought the
urge to get up and charge into the kitchen.

Shortly, somewhat to his surprise,
he glanced toward the archway and saw his two impish women beaming at him.

“Want some?” Maria asked, her eyes
sparkling.

He accepted the glass of lemonade
she offered him. “Welcome back,” he said evenly, lifting his glass in salute. He
eyed the women cautiously. Their smiles belied a tension in the air. Neither
woman took a seat.

“It’s good to be back,” Maria said.

“What about you, Sarah? Are you
pleased to be back?”

Her smile was hesitant. “Yes. Yes, I
am.”

Fighting a slight annoyance at the
women for wearing long dresses, Adam asked, “So how was your stay in Chicago?”

“Fantastic!” Maria said. She
sobered. “We have news, Adam.” Her tone had become hushed.

“So tell me.” He braced himself for
the inevitable.

“Sarah’s put her condo on the market
and is moving to California. Isn’t that exciting?”

“Really.” He eyed Sarah. “So where
do you plan on living?”

“That depends,” Sarah answered.

He gave her credit for keeping her gaze
fixed on his. She didn’t look to Maria for help. “On what?”

“On you.” She shrugged. She glanced
at Maria. “And us.”

“Adam.” Maria wet her lips. “Sarah
and I are committed lovers. She’s moving in with me. As long as I am here, she
will be too.”

Adam arched his eyebrows, struggling
to control his fury. “Where does that leave me? Oh, I guess I should say I’m
happy for the two of you. But I’m still curious, where does that leave me?”

“Don’t be sarcastic. Wherever you
want to be.” Maria said, stiffly. “We prefer to have you as our partner, but we
didn’t know if you’d want that.”

“Why not?” he said, rising to his
feet. “What’s different? I thought you were quite committed before we left for
Iowa. So now you have a name for what you are. Isn’t that nice?”

“So we can stay?” Sarah asked.

“Of course. Why not? But things
haven’t changed. You’re still available to me when I want you—both of you. One
at a time or together, when I so desire.” He glanced at Maria, who nodded. He
looked back at Sarah, who also nodded.

“Any way I want you,” he said icily.

Both women nodded.

“There, you see?” He smirked. “Nothing
has changed. Not really. I trust you are both commando?”

Both women raised their skirts. Adam
nodded his approval. “Very nice.” He pursed his lips, unable to contain his
amusement. “So what will it be? I could have you both on all fours and
alternate from pussy to pussy.”

Neither woman blanched. They each
awaited his instructions.

“No. That sounds like a randy, overly
eager young stud.” He stepped in front of Sarah and lifted her chin. She didn’t
blink. “I will have to give this some extra thought. After all, this is your
homecoming. I never was able to take you to a homecoming dance.” He chuckled. “I
assume you blew the homecoming king more than once.”

Her eyes widened and she nodded.

 “Damn, how could I have been so
wrong about you back then?” He tugged on a nipple through her dress. A spark of
anger flashed across her eyes, but she made no sound. “No matter, you’re here
now. I’ll have to think up something extra special to make up for my loss.

“And you.” He glared at Maria. “You
will be my assistant, as usual. Now leave me. This will take some time.”

- o -

Sarah and Maria scurried out of the
living room and headed directly to their sanctuary—the pool. Quickly, they
pulled off their dresses and dove in.

When they reached the far end, Sarah
rolled on her back, as did Maria. “Adam is royally pissed.”

“That’s for sure,” Maria agreed,
cupping her hands in the water.

“So what do you think he has in
store for me this evening?” She didn’t try to explain the heat coursing through
her body in anticipation, nor the icy chill edged with a trace of fear.

“I don’t know, but he won’t hurt
you.”

“How can you be so sure? He thinks I
stole you from him.”

“I know Adam.” Maria shut her eyes. “He’s
wounded. He’ll growl. He’ll kick and scream. But he won’t hurt the women he
loves—and he does love us. He might hurt himself, but he won’t hurt either one
of us.”

Sarah turned sharply to Maria. “You
don’t think he’ll actually hurt himself.”

Maria’s eyes snapped open. She shook
her head. “Not physically. But he could do a number on himself emotionally
until all of this is resolved.”

Sarah inhaled and let her breath out
slowly. “So we play along and wait.”

“What choice do we have? It’s play
along or leave the game.”

“I’ll play,” Sarah said quickly.

“I’m sure you will. You play so
well.” Maria stood in the waist deep water. “Come on, lover, give me a kiss.”

Sarah stood and they joined hands. “But
Adam?”

“If he’s watching, it’ll serve him
right. He needs to be constantly reminded of what’s he’s missing.” Maria
winked. “Now shut up and kiss me.”

Sarah giggled. “Yes, Mistress Maria.”
She moved into an easy embrace. Her lips played with Maria’s, dabbling and
tasting. She chewed on Maria’s upper lip and then the lower one. Maria’s tongue
entered her mouth. She sucked it deep. She broke the kiss and rested her cheek
on top of Maria’s breast, gasping for air. “You are the best kisser I’ve ever
been with. How can I get so aroused by a single kiss?”

“Because you love me, Pepper.” Maria
lifted her chin. “Now kiss me again,” she said, lowering her head.

And she did. Their lips sealed like
glue. Her hands entered the water to cup Maria’s butt just as Maria’s squeezed
hers. The friction of pussy rubbing pussy beneath the surface and the soft
probing kiss set her off. She smiled when Maria shuddered in her arms. They
clung together for long moments letting sweetness wash over them.

“Damn,” Maria said, “that was a
pleasant surprise.”

“Um. It sure was. Not all surprises
have to be gift wrapped.” She traced the outline of Maria’s jaw with a finger
pad. “I hope Adam enjoyed himself half as much as we did.”

- o -

Adam slammed his fist into the wall.
They couldn’t even wait for him. They couldn’t wait for tonight.

Why did that bother him? It was only
sex. Oh, they wanted to call it something else. But he’d just witnessed two
women humping each other in his pool. Looked like sex to him. So it must have
been sex. He bet it smelled like it, too.

Perhaps it was good Maria had taken
the edge off of Sarah. The woman would have to prolong her desire this evening
in order to satisfy his. He smiled as Sarah climbed out of the shallow end of
the pool. She stretched like a satisfied cat. She might need nine lives before
he was done with her. She grabbed Maria by the hand and they raced to towels
lying on the poolside chairs.

His lips curled up as he watched
them toweling off. She didn’t have any inkling her clinging to Maria almost
assured her of getting way in over her head.

She thought she knew him. She didn’t
have a clue. Maybe after tonight’s adventure she’d have a little better idea what
kinds of passion lurked within him. Would she move out in the morning? Would
she take Maria with her? Did he give a damn?

- o -

On her back with her hands extended
over her head, her raised butt resting on a cushion and her legs splayed wide,
Sarah eyed Adam with what she hoped was sufficient aloofness. He hadn’t tied
her to the bed, but he might as well have. He’d told her in no uncertain terms
not to budge. If nothing else, his glare kept her riveted in place.

Thankfully, Maria knelt by her side
with a reassuring smile. Yet even she had an edge about her that seemed
different. Maria’s flared nostrils and elongated nipples embodied sexual
excitement. She must know what Adam intended.

But like her, Maria awaited Adam’s
next command. He was in charge of choreographing what was going to pass for
lovemaking. Sarah wasn’t in charge, and neither was Maria.

Adam could be mistaken for a Greek
god kneeling between her legs. His chest and corded thighs glistened with a
sheen of oil. His eyes bore into her as if capable of reading her mind. Her
heart skipped several beats as she watched him squirt oil along the full length
of his cock. He worked both hands along the length of his shaft, spreading the
oil thoroughly. She could hear the squeak of the oil against his hard flesh. Her
mouth watered at the sight of the purplish crown peeking out of his fist.

“See something you want?” Adam
asked. His grin made it clear he knew her response.

“Yes,” she replied, trying to sound
as meek as possible.

“Where?”

“Anywhere.”

“How?”

“How?” She frowned at his fingers
skimming his cock. “Not that way. Come in me,” she pled. “Now.”

Adam gave Maria a caustic smile. “Haven’t
you taught her better than this? She still thinks she can control the game.” He
glared back at her. “You don’t get to decide this time. I will do what I want
to you and with you. Right?”

Sarah smacked her lips, resisting
looking at Maria for help. She girded herself for what was to come. She knew
she’d brought this on herself. She’d teased him, taunted him, and mocked him. She’d
wanted to crack his exterior. Now she wasn’t so sure she wanted to peer into
his interior world. She did her best not to outwardly tremble. “Yes. Do what
you will.” The strength of her voice surprised even her.

“Very well.” His eyes snapped a
warning before he nodded to Maria. “Put the blindfold on your lover.”

Horrified, Sarah watched Maria pull
a black blindfold from beneath a pillow.

“It’ll be okay, Pepper,” Maria
whispered. Her lips parted into a half smile. “Believe me, this only makes sex
more vivid.”

Resigned, Sarah nodded and lifted
her head for Maria to knot the blindfold. Her world went immediately dark. There
were no edges where light seeped in. She had been thrown into a complete blackout.

“We’ll give you a moment to adjust,”
Adam said.

Sarah was surprised by his soothing
tone.

“Cutting off your visual cues will heighten
others,” he added. “Have you ever been blindfolded before?”

She shook her head. “Only in trust
walks with youth groups.”

Adam chuckled. “Having sex
blindfolded does demand trust, but this is no trust walk. Before we are done
with you, Sarah, you won’t know who is doing what to you. You will be
completely at our mercy, totally under our control. You won’t be able to stop
us or yourself. How does that feel?”

“Scary,” she whimpered.

“Good. I’m glad I finally found
something new for you to experience. I must admit you’ve surprised me. Now it’s
your turn to be surprised.”

The mattress shifted beneath her. Too
much time passed without anyone speaking. Sarah struggled to remain calm.

“You do look so vulnerable lying
there spread eagled and blindfolded. It is so tempting to just give in and
ravage you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

She nodded and wet her lips. Tensing,
she prepared for the shock of his cock entering her swiftly.

“But that would be way too quick. Satisfying,
but not satisfying enough.”

Fingers tapped her swollen nipples. She
jerked. His laughter filled her ears.

“That was just a test, and you
failed miserably. Remember whatever you do, don’t move unless I tell you to. I
can still tie you down if necessary.”

Sarah shook her head wildly. That
was the last thing she wanted. She’d never liked feeling confined. And this was
already too confining. “No, that won’t be necessary.”

Her nipples were unceremoniously
twisted, sending bolts of pain to her brain. Her brow furrowed but she made no attempt
to pull away.

“Better, much better,” Adam praised
her with only a trace of derision. “She may be ready. What do you think?”

“She’s ready.” Maria’s squeaked. “Let’s
get on with it. I’m creaming already.”

“That’s unusual?” Adam laughed. “First,
we’re going to pour some oil on your beautiful skin and work it in thoroughly. A
well oiled body helps prolong orgasms, don’t you think?”