Free Caged by Tilly Greene Page B

thought.
    They were required to wear protection during all sex acts at
the club. A medical examination was compulsory to take in order to renew their
membership, but condoms were worn without question. Whatever, he and Gabby were
a couple who no longer took precautions because they were exclusive. He’d pay
the fine for going bareback and enjoy the memory.

Chapter Eight
     
    “Hey there, lover,” she whispered down the line. Her voice
was intimate as it raced through his blood to harden his cock.
    “Gabby. You’re exactly who I needed to hear from.” Hearing
her voice had him sitting up in bed with an easy grin on his face. Max couldn’t
remember much about his life before the busty blonde had entered it.
    “Why? What’s up?” She was wide-awake with energy buzzing
through her body and the pressure of work was building. The job she did was a
great creative outlet but there were also parts that caused her stress. He knew
what she needed to alleviate the self-inflicted tension.
    “Me.”
    “You are one sexy letch. Didn’t I send you up north with
some luscious memories to keep your lustful side satiated?”
    Good, she was feeling saucy and giving sass back to him.
He’d take the attitude and give her some back in return.
    “Please, the only way I’m completely satisfied is when
you’re with me. However, the blowjob you gave me in the back of the cab was
beyond spectacular.” He couldn’t stop the chuckle from slipping out as he
remembered what he’d found later once he’d got home.
    After he’d stripped, he’d found her red lipstick smudged
across the rod, balls and groin. It had been a deliciously wicked memory, and
made him hard whenever he remembered it.
    “What can I say? I couldn’t help myself. I wasn’t sure when
I’d see you again. You know I can’t ever get enough of sucking on your cock.”
    “You were incredibly beautiful. I didn’t care if the cab
driver could see you kneeling between my legs and sucking me dry. Do you know
what I remember most?” His cock twitched. Their time in the cab had been beyond
hot and definitely memorable.
    “No, what?”
    “Feeling your pleasure when I pinched your nipples was
fantastic. What I remember most distinctly was you humming Nessun Dorma around my cock. It was perfectly divine.”
    “ None Shall Sleep. Yup, I might have been humming the
tune. Pavarotti singing the song has been in and out my head for some time,
particularly when I’m in a triumphant mood. I was definitely feeling pretty
good about myself. Work was going great and I had you in my life. Being on my
knees getting you off made things even better.”
    “We’ll go see Puccini’s Turandot and see what
happens.” Smiling, he’d take her anywhere she’d feel happy and triumphant.
    “The steel rod hanging between your legs is worth
worshipping. I bow before its commanding presence as often as I can. Whenever
you ask, whatever you want, I’ll do it with a great pleasure.”
    “Shit, baby girl, when are you going to be finished
tomorrow?” Her sultry tone and the erotic subject left him throbbing, ready to
thrust inside her tight, wet heat. If only she were already in his bed. “Are
you sure I can’t come over and get you?”
    Slipping his hand down, he grasped his erection and
tightened his hold. He held his cock while speaking with Gabby and told himself
it was good enough until she was back in his bed.
    “Funny you should ask.”
    “Has the bride changed the schedule again? No, don’t tell
me. The groom finally managed to grow some balls and has taken control. They’ve
eloped and are already on their honeymoon in Mustique.” Long ago the ceremony had
become an overly managed event. From what he’d been told, the groom was none
too pleased about the sideshow happening around their wedding. Unfortunately,
he hadn’t done anything to stop it either.
    As far as he was concerned the worst had started two weeks
ago. The young bride had called Gabby day and night, asking