Chapter 3

Amber shivered.  Whether it was fear or desire, she had no idea.  She was
confused by the man standing before her.  She knew Kevin had a temper, she
had seen it directed toward others.  And it had always been exciting to her.
His anger made him seem more powerful.

And now it was directed at her.   All his rage, his might, his power.  Again
she shivered, this time knowing the answer.  It was both.  The fear was
creating the desire.

Kevin's smile was devilish.  He could see the tremors pass through her and it
pleased him.  He was no where near as angry as he was leading her to believe.
Yes, he had been, but that was part of the reason he had not come to the
basement sooner.  The other part_Well he was definitely interested in seeing
her response to that.

Stepping in close he trailed his hands down her arms.  "What's the matter my
dear?  Cat got your tongue?"
He trailed a finger along her jaw, smiling at the stunned expression on her
face.  "That's okay.  You have so much to learn tonight and I'm looking
forward to teaching you.  Do you know what the lesson will be about?"

Eyes wide Amber just shook her head.

His hands found her breasts, at first he gently ran his fingers over the twin
globes, sending shivers of delight through her.  Then suddenly, he grasped
them, tightly squeezing her nipples.  Amber cried out as the erotic pain shot
through her.

"You see my dear, these are mine."  He said before closing his lips over a
nipple, sucking hard and finally biting down on the firm nub.  Again she
cried out and squirmed against him.  In response Kevin moved his attentions
to her other breast and slid his hands between her and the wall allowing them
to travel down the firm cheeks of her ass.  He lifted his mouth and paused
for a moment, waiting for her eyes to open and meet his.

Once he knew he had her attention, he tightly clutched her flesh, his fingers
biting into her skin.  He allowed himself to enjoy the blend of discomfort
and desire in her eyes, then said, "This belongs to me."

He slid his hand around and cupped her mound.  "And this," he said as his
hand closed into a fist, "Is for no one but me."  His hand unclenched and he
slid two fingers into her wet opening.  His fingers began to move in and out
roughly.  "It isn't for you to offer to anyone else."

"Kev, I_"

"Quiet!"  He demanded, his hand never stopping in its assault.  "When you
tease a man, lead him on, he might think that he will get to enjoy something
that is for no one but me to take pleasure in."

"Oh God, Kev."  Amber moaned, her body responding to his harsh manipulations.
"Baby, I swear_"

"Did I tell you to speak?" He asked gruffly.

"No."  The word escaped between gulps for air.

He stilled his hand.  "That's because I don't want to hear it."  Pulling his
fingers from her, he rubbed his fingers, now wet with her juices along her
lower lips.  "You see baby, the only one with the right to offer this to
another man, is me."

Hearing his cue Howie began to descend the stairs, dressed identically to
Kevin, one hand hiding something behind his back.  "I wondered why you went
to all the trouble to fix things up down here."

Amber was aware that the two men were talking, but their conversation was
lost on her.  Her mind was fixated on Howie, what was he doing here.  As
realization struck her, she blurted out "Kevin - NO!"

"Yes my girl.  He is too good a friend to take what you offered him.  But I
couldn't allow you to treat him that way.  So I made him an offer he wouldn't
refuse."

"Kevin, he knew I was only teasing you!"  She was panicking.  "Tell him
Howie!"

"Kevin, I thought you said she was obedient?"

"Normally she is.  She seems to have a real problem with authority tonight."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a silk scarf.

As he approached her, Amber locked her jaw.  The only way she had to fight
him was words and she was determined he would not take that from her.

"What's this?"  Kevin asked, sensing her resistance.  "The one time tonight I
actually want you to open your mouth, you won't?"

Fiercely she shook her head from side to side, strong in her defiance.

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