Play With Me(25)

Anger moved through Chase before he could consider why. He was not a jealous man, and in fact the thought of photographing the two of them f*cking got him half-hard again.

The two of them f*cking with him not in the picture just pissed him off.

“We just need to get her out of our system. She’s incredibly responsive to us both, and it’s been a damn long time.”

“You’ve really turned cold.” Murphy didn’t wait for a response. He lifted himself from the bed and headed for the door. “Don’t be an idiot, Chase. You aren’t fooling anyone.”

He watched Murphy doing his best to ignore his friend’s pain. He’d be back. And in the meantime he had a sweet, warm woman in his bed he really wanted to work with. He suspected they’d barely scratched the surface when it came to her rigid control. He needed to explore her triggers. Dig down and find out why she needed to be restrained to let go and see how much further she’d follow them.

He pressed his lips to her forehead. “Hey, sleepy woman.” She sighed at his voice but didn’t open her eyes. Usually content with one play scene here and there, Chase realized he wanted more from Eve. Whatever this was might not last long, but he could spend some time with her, teach her to overcome her fears, and give them all some memories to last a lifetime.

Sounded simple enough. If he could just get her awake.

“C’mon, beautiful, wake up.”

She stirred restlessly. “I’m awake,” she murmured.


“Uh-huh. Sure you are.” He pressed his lips to hers, reveling in the soft warmth that greeted him. “I have a proposition for you. But first I need something else.”

Chase grabbed her knee and pushed her legs apart, exposing her * to his view. The need to be inside her consumed him.

“Chase, what are you doing?”

“I’m still hungry.”

Her lips tilted into a half smile, and her lids opened partially. Where he expected to see annoyance or plain exhaustion, he recognized heat and need mirroring his own.

“I’m curious, though…” He trailed kisses along her jawline until she tilted her head back, giving him full access to her neck. Her sighs of pleasure fueled him on. “I’m wondering why you wanted so badly to be tied up. Why were you so willing to volunteer for this assignment when you had no real experience?”

Eve’s body tensed. It was as if every muscle contracted at the same time, leaving her stiff as a board. Yeah, he’d hit a nerve all right. When she didn’t answer right away, he decided he’d come back to that later if he had to. When her body splayed out for him wasn’t such a distraction.

“I like the way it feels.” Her answer came on a rough whisper. She may have tensed up, but her desire still burned hotly inside. Good. The more she needed, the more likely he’d get the answers he wanted. She hadn’t lied, but there was certainly more to the story.

He trailed his fingers to her chest, where he circled the tightening nipples until they were hard, jutting points. Leaning forward, he licked the irresistible flesh.

One nip and one lick to each breast before he captured one of the tips between his teeth. She arched to him, gasping for breath. Not to bring all the focus on just one, Chase brought his hand to the bare nipple. He twisted and worried it between his fingers in rhythm with his teeth on the other, eliciting a cry from Eve.

“Oh—Chase—more.”

Right then he decided teasing and tormenting his little sub would be his new favorite thing to do. Watching her wiggle and worm around on the bed, trying to find the right friction that would get her off, amused the hell out of him.

“Be still,” he ordered.

For a moment she froze in place before a firm pinch to her nipple got her moving again. “Be still, or I stop.”

That got her attention. She quit wiggling and whimpered her displeasure. She had so much to learn. She also needed to be restrained. He felt it clear to his bones that simply f*cking her would give them both pleasure, but not compared to the heights they rose to when she was helpless to comply.

Chase rose to his knees and grabbed a wrist. “Would you feel better if I bound you?”

Her eyes grew wide. She didn’t speak or move her head. Although the flare of her nose, the sharp intake of breath, and the heat in her eyes gave her away. He silently attached one wrist to the headboard with a leather cuff already connected by rope. He pulled the knot taut. Her arm was stretched so she couldn’t move, but not so much she’d be in constant pain.

Out of nowhere Murphy appeared on the other side of the bed. He grabbed her other arm and repeated Chase’s moves.

“More?”

“No, not this time.” Chase settled back on the mattress, this time between the warmth of her legs.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he slid two fingers through her slit. “You’re very wet.” He rimmed her swollen clit a few times before stroking from clit to anus. There he rubbed the tiny hole and watched Eve try to squirm away. “If this is what I want, will you say no?”

“I-I’ve never—”

“Why the hell not?” He left her backside and pushed his fingers deep inside her *. Her slick heat gripped him, forcing him deeper.

She struggled against her bonds, gasping for air.

“You’re obviously open-minded and incredibly responsive to everything we’ve tried. How has no one taken you there?”