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“I did something after school almost every day. I discovered a climbing wall at a friend’s birthday party when I was seven, and I begged my parents to take me back. Eventually they bought a membership so I could go a few times a week, and by the time I was twelve, I was helping the instructors teach in exchange for membership fees. I guess having a twelve-year-old girl the size of a six-year-old climbing faster than the adult student was an excellent motivational tool. I took up hang-gliding and the other extreme sports after I was eighteen.”
“How does this affect your life now? What do you do to compensate?”
“I fly planes and helicopters, I scale the sides of steep mountains, I kayak class four and five rapids, and have even challenged a class six and lived to tell the tale. I skydive and hang-glide. I have horses, and I train several for barrel racing, and one in particular for stadium jumping. A few people I hike and mountain climb with are aware of my issues enough they can watch out for me and let me know if I’ve hurt myself and don’t realize it. I cut my leg open on a sharp rock once and didn’t know it.” She shrugged. “Gave myself nine stitches and kept climbing.”
She paused to take a sip of water, and Marcus said, “Thank you, that was perfect. I won’t ask a lot of questions about your sexual history. I understand from Kyle that you say you’ve never had an orgasm, and you’ve been with enough people that if you were going to have one by normal means, you probably would’ve by now. Also, Kyle knows what he’s doing, so I don’t think it’s a matter of only having bad or inexperienced partners — but never fear, I have some suggestions.”
She tilted her head. “How do you know Kyle knows what he’s doing?”
“Because Kyle and I once shared a girlfriend. I’ve seen his technique up close.”
Heather reached for her water again as she digested that bit of information. Marcus had said it so calmly, like it was nothing, but this was a big deal, wasn’t it? She’d never enjoyed putting up with sex fromoneperson at a time, let alone two — but the logistics of two men and one woman piqued her curiosity.
“Exactly how would that work? Sharing a girlfriend at the same time.”
Marcus lifted a brow, and if Heather didn’t know better, she’d swear he knew the idea intrigued her. “So many ways. The girl can give a blowjob to one partner while taking it doggy style from the other partner, for instance.”
Heather shook her head and crossed her legs. “And you think this would help me enjoy sex? I can’t enjoy sex fromonepartner, I don’t think having two people dotwo thingsI don’t like is going to help.”
“Here’s the thing,” Marcus looked serious and seemed to pause to make sure she was listening. “You see sex as a distasteful job now — something you must do to keep a boyfriend from calling you frigid and breaking up with you. That’s not your fault, but it means you may need to be given pleasurable sensations you don’t necessarily equate to sex. Once we find something that works, we’ll build on it until you can eventually enjoy genital stimulation.”
He seemed to want her to respond, but she was speechless. He said he knew what he was talking about, but she couldn’t imagine what it might entail.
“Look,” he said, as if he realized she didn’t understand. “You don’t enjoy the things most people do for fun. The activities you do for fun are considered extreme by most of society. You take kayaks over waterfalls. You jump out of perfectly good airplanes. You climbed Mount Everest, for goodness sakes! The things most of society deem fun are boring to you, so why should your sex life be any different? You’ve been trying to have normal sex and thought it boring. I think it’s time you tried extreme sex.”
That actually made sense, but what would extreme sex involve? And why was Marcus telling her this instead of Kyle?
“The weather wouldn’t let me get all the way to the top of Everest, so I can’t really say I’ve climbed Everest.Yet. Do you want to show me what extreme sex is, or do you want to show Kyle how to do this? Why aren’t Kyle and I having this conversation?”
He brought his hands together and laced his fingers, touched his pointer fingers together, seemed to realize what he was doing, and placed his hands back on the table.
He gave off an aura of calm. Marcus was always in control, as if he considered every move he made, every word he uttered.
“The simple answer is that I’m a lot more experienced with this than Kyle. The more complicated answer is...” he paused, looked around, and his warm, serious, chocolate brown eyes once again met her gaze. “Are you familiar with the term BDSM?”
“You mean like whips and chains?”
“It can mean that, but doesn’t have to. BDSM is a catch-all phrase that includes S&M, sadism and masochism, but also includes a whole host of other things. I’m an experienced Top, and have expertise in areas Kyle does not. Once we figure out what works for you, he’ll learn it and will enjoy doing it because it’ll bring you pleasure and he loves you — but I’ll be the one to figure out what works.”
Heather shook her head and Marcus assured her, “Kyle will be there as we figure out what sensations work for you, but it’ll go faster and easier if I’m the one giving you the sensations, at least at first. It might take Kyle twenty sessions to figure out what I hope to do in one or two.” He sighed. “From what Kyle has said, he thinks you’re losing patience with his attempts. If you like, we can start out with a ground rule that I never touch you with my hands or my body directly. I’ll only use tools and implements, while Kyle handles all skin-on-skin interaction. I’d prefer to be able to use my hands while Kyle does any kissing or caressing, but if you’re more comfortable with me only using tools, we can make it happen. Top priority is your comfort level.”
Heather acknowledged to herself his arguments made sense, but... “And Kyle’s comfortable with this?”
“Kyle is madly in love with you, and he’s confident I can help. He says you get distressed when he brings it up, and he hates seeing you upset when he tries and fails. He wants to help, but he’s a pansy-assed plastic surgeon and doesn’t understand sensory issues, though he’s learning.” Marcus shook his head. “Plus, he isn’t a Top. He and I’ve been friends a long time and we can talk about anything. I want you to understand he wouldn’t talk about this with just anyone.”
Heather gave a small nod. “He told me he’d be talking to you. He said you’re his best friend and he could talk to you about everything, but he didn’t want me to feel betrayed, so he told me ahead of time. Otherwise, I’d have blown a gasket on you at the airfield.”
“Would you be willing to let me try some different sensations on you? With Kyle present, of course.”
“What kind of sensations?” She’d never felt an actual whip — could he hurt her and make her feel it? Would she want him to try? The idea made her a little warm, and she wasn’t sure why.
“I’ve come up with a bit of a short cut to figuring that out. I have a twenty-minute video I want you to watch. Kyle and I will hook you up to something similar to an EKG machine, so I can see your physiological reactions to the things you’re seeing on the screen, which will give me an idea of where to start. We’ll have to do it at my office, but we can do the rest at your place, or mine, or Kyle’s. Wherever you want.”
“What’s on the video?”
“People doing different extreme things to each other.”
“Like?”
