Play With Me(34)

Eve did as she was instructed and covered her eyes. The nervous butterflies fluttered in her stomach again, which did nothing to curb the wetness covering the bare folds of her *.

“Are you claustrophobic or anything?” Chase asked.

“No. I’m fine.”

Murphy’s hands traveled down her back and cupped her ass through the flimsy material of her dress. Eve couldn’t believe how much she already ached with need. When he slipped under her hemline, she spread her legs and allowed him full access.

He slid his hand through the crevice of her ass, a single finger sliding over her tiny hole. Heat shot through her from the tip of her head all the way to the tips of her toes. She’d fantasized about this all day long. It was the ultimate thing for her. The one dark longing she’d never been able to get out of her head after all these years. She wanted both men at the same time, filling her * and ass.

Before she even realized what she was doing, Eve arched forward, pressing her body into Chase. She gasped at the shocks of pleasure created from the slight friction.

“I take it you haven’t changed your mind,” Chase murmured, his breath hot across her cheek.

Eve looked down between their bodies and fervently wished they were both naked. She needed nothing more than hot skin against hot skin. These men made her want everything she’d ever denied herself and more. Hell, she didn’t even know what all she wanted. The answer was simply Chase and Murphy. She desperately hoped she could give them everything they desired.

Chase reached for the nipples she arched in his direction. In response to her wanton ways, he pinched and twisted them both. A sharp mix of pain and pleasure infused her, and she cried out.

“We’re going to go deep, Eve. Murphy and I will discover each and every one of your fantasies. You will beg. Possibly for more. Probably to make it stop. But you will feel like never before.”

Deep-seated need jolted her body. With Chase manipulating her nipples and Murphy stroking her backside, she knew where this was headed, and despite any residual fear, she couldn’t wait to get there.

Chase dropped his hands and took a step away from her. Murphy quickly followed.

“Let’s go.” Chase nodded toward the door.

Murphy scooped her into his arms, where she wrapped her hands around his neck. “Might as well carry you rather than try to direct you. Much easier.”

For a split second she worried he would find her heavy and difficult to carry. She opened her mouth to say so when she remembered what they’d said before. Wisely, she chose to keep her mouth shut this time. If he decided he didn’t want to keep her in his arms, he could simply put her down and lead her out. Besides, she had much better things to focus on.

Still reeling from the heightened state of her arousal, Eve left the safety of her apartment and headed into the unknown with Chase and Murphy.

*

Chase followed Murphy and Eve down the stairs. More than once he’d reached down to adjust the front of his jeans. His hard cock dug into the metal teeth of the zipper until he thought it would bust open. He concentrated on the slight bite of pain. Maybe it would help him get his mind focused on the plan for tonight, versus the need to bend her over the hood of his car and drive into her over and over again.

Something about this woman brought out the baser side of his nature. How many times would he have to f*ck her until he got it out of his system? Ten? Twenty?

At the car, he slid into the driver’s seat and let Murphy get in the back with Eve. He needed to keep some distance between them for now. The shoot he’d planned for tonight had the makings of his best ever, and he didn’t want to f*ck it up. As much as he wanted to sink into her soft, feminine flesh, he’d get the job done first.

In the small confines of his car, her fresh, clean scent filled the air. A simple fragrance that tugged at his resistance. He didn’t have to turn around to imagine her naked form tied in rope. Her high breasts with their responsive tips were foremost in his mind. Every move they’d made over the last few days made her wetter than the last. The photo shoot for the client had been a walk in the park compared to what he had in mind. Chase laughed at his own pun.

He’d paid a lot of money for the permit for tonight’s use of a public playground. Somehow he knew it would be worth every damned penny. She had the body of a pinup and the mind of a strong-willed submissive. The person or persons who managed to tame her would be well rewarded. Now he just had to find his way inside the last of her armor and get her to surrender completely.

Tonight they’d discover her limits. She had no idea of the controls he had in place. So the fear he photographed would be genuine. As would the need. The distinct scent of leather and the sound of buckles being fastened filled his senses. Excitement coursed through Chase’s veins as he glanced in the rearview mirror. His delicious Eve sat on Murphy’s lap while he fastened her new wrist cuffs.

No one spoke, but the tension between them ratcheted to an all-new level. So far she’d managed to stay calm and agreeable through what they demanded. Now he wondered how much she would fight them. When they had her shackled and helpless, she’d be more vulnerable than she’d ever been.


They’d learned a lot about her life last night, and it had given him information he needed to create tonight’s scene. She was a strong and proud woman who’d worked her ass off in the face of hard times.