Royce by D. Hamilton-Reed Page B

he as sexy as he appeared?  She smiled again.  This was turning out to be more fun than she’d imagined, her blue eyed man was creative in bed.  They’d used food, champagne, sauces, oils and toys, things she’d never done before and things she was bringing home to Michael. 
             Joy and Michael arrived at the party just before midnight.  Royce had been waiting for her and Bobby kept glancing at him and the door.  He pretended he wasn’t watching and waiting, he was pissed at Bobby, and Bobby knew it. 
    Bobby’s only thought was to stop Royce from going further with this, what he was doing was madness, she wasn’t his, she had a husband and he had a wife. 
    Both men saw Joy when she walked in and she was gorgeous, she pulled off sexy very well, both headed towards her, but Royce got to her first as he planned.  He shook hands with Michael and whisked Joy away.  He escorted her to the living room; it wasn’t usually used by the party members.  They stood in front of a heavily draped window, the curtains pulled back the dark black night the view from the dimly lit room.
    “Is something wrong?” Joy asked; her blue eyed man seemed agitated.
    “No, no, everything is fine now that you’re here,” he said with a smile, “And I must say you look gorgeous Ms. Sedona.”
    Joy could see approval in his eyes and sexy smile, “Thank you Mr. Steel.”
    Royce saw Bobby and Collin heading in their direction and then just as if on cue Patty was on the mike.
    “If you’ve made your selection seekers of pleasure you may go to a room of your choosing, if not the night is still young,” Royce took Joy by the arm and walked away.
              When the door was closed he kissed her long and tenderly.  “Oh you look beautiful,” he said as he caressed her face.
            “Thanks blue eyed man and as always you are handsome,” and he was, even if she didn’t know who he was.  He wore a suit and black mask like all the men but he carried himself well, with confidence and she loved confidence in a man. 
            “Thanks dark eyed lady,” he pulled her in his arms again and kissed her and his hands moved up and down her body, and again for Royce clothes were the problem.  He wished Joy could just come to him naked and him the same, if that happened he knew he’d just throw her on the bed and spread those legs and go for it, but clothes, clothes always slowed him down and controlled him.  He undid her belt and tossed it, he kissed her as he did, he went down her throat, the sweet softness of her always drove him crazy.  He reached down and pulled her dress up and over her head and tossed it in the chair.
              “Oh my god,” he said when he looked at her, “Oh my god dark eyed lady,” he stood back and looked appreciatively at her.
              “You like?”  She asked, striking a pose.
              “Oh do I,” he said showing his approval.
               “Then take those clothes off and show me,” she said playfully.
       Royce did just that, he started taking off his clothes and Joy went to the dresser and opened drawer number four and found what she was looking for, she didn’t know what it was called, it looked like a feather duster to her, except the feathers were smaller and the handle longer and slimmer, and it was a sexy black.  She turned to Royce he was tossing his pants on the chair and taking off his socks.
               “That’s how I want you blue eyed man, just like that,” she said, he was facing her, naked, sticking straight out, thick and long.  Damn he’s got it all, she thought, she pranced in front of him and then she walked over to him.
               “If you want this,” she said turning her back to him and poking her behind out in a pose and running the feathered wand over her backside.  Royce stood with a smile on his face, whatever game she was playing he was all for it, damn