PassionsTraining by Cara Carnes Page B

“I am at a loss on how to help without scaring her away. She is all alone.”
    Viviana tried to imagine what she would’ve done had she been alone years ago. Her family had been her strength. Her courage. “I’d suspect you intend to be everything she could need.”
    “Let us hope she agrees.” His fingers moved upward. “He was right about one thing. You do have a beautiful pussy, sweetheart. Did you know there is a standing order that you come at the hands of three of us tonight?”
    Oh sweet heavens.
    His finger slid across her wet slit. “Shall I be the first?”
    “Yes please, Sir.”
    “Very nice, bella .” His voice darkened, his breath hot in her ear. “Slip your nightie down to your waist so I may see your gorgeous tits.”
    The spaghetti straps slipped down her arms easily. Her nipples hardened as she tugged the thin material down and closed her eyes. Though she was in public and anyone could walk by, she felt secluded in the glass-encompassed area close to the wall. Not that a little bit of exhibitionism would matter much if the payoff was a toe-curling orgasm.
    “Good. Now lay yourself across my lap so your breasts and pussy are mine to enjoy.” She understood now why the sofas were deeper than normal. Swallowing her nerves, she maneuvered until her back rested against his thighs. Her head reclined on the sofa, her legs spread with knees bent.
    “Very nice, bella .”
    He palmed her tits and she groaned, writhing into the touch. He squeezed harder and she gasped.
    “Have you ever had your breasts tied?”
    “No Sir.”
    A thumb flicked across a hardened nipple. Fire spread through her, spiraling to her wet pussy. His other hand followed the burning trail downward. He thrust a finger inside her.
    “I suspect you’d enjoy it very much.”
    “Yes Sir.”
    “Have you thought about a man playing with your tits? Whipping them, tying them, sucking and biting.”
    Yes, yes, yes, hell yes. The response remained unspoken but the grin on his lips spoke volumes. He knew the answer. She wiggled on his unmoving digit, begging with her body for him to continue.
    “Then I shall feast on them and give you a taste of what to expect next time, bella .” He lodged a pillow between his lap and her back, raising her upper body slightly. “Do you wish to be restrained? Will knowing you cannot pull away make this sweet pussy of yours melt for me?”
    She didn’t trust her voice. She couldn’t. She nodded.
    Leather restraints locked her wrists above her head. Lorenzo’s mouth descended. He licked the swell of her breasts. His finger moved inside her. A groan escaped him when she moved her hips to meet his hand.
    Teeth scraped her nipple, daring her to move the sensitized flesh closer to him. Brazenly she did, desperate for a taste of what he’d taunted her with. He sucked her nipple, tentative at first then increasingly firmer. She gasped.
    His warm tongue flicked and tormented as his finger fucked her pussy deeper and harder. She writhed, wanting more, needing something just out of reach. His thumb rubbed her clit.
    He bit her nipple and she moaned. He held his firm hold on her and thrust his fingers into her harder. Heat spread through her. His thumb continued its torment, teasing and toying with her clit. He licked her nipple, allowing blood to bloom in the aching bud. He blew on it.
    She shivered and he chuckled. “So sweet. Come for me.”
    He bit, his thumb and finger pinching her clit. She screamed her release, a fiery inferno sweeping through her. He thrust harder and deeper as she rode the intense orgasm.
    Collapsing against him, she tried to get her breathing under control as she looked up in shock. She’d never thought biting and pinching would make her respond like that.
    He leaned down and kissed her cheek. “You are a treasure, bella .”
    “Thank you, Sir.”
    “It is I who should thank you. It is good that you find pleasure this way because I happen to know one of those training you will