Play With Me(35)

How many years had passed since someone had seen to her pleasure? Her eagerness to explore and accept what they’d asked told him more than her words ever could. Caring for aging and sick parents took a lot of work, and the fact it hadn’t dampened her spirit impressed him. She’d found a small happiness in surrounding herself with beautiful things to brighten a situation that could have taken down a lesser woman.

Patience and perseverance would be his best tools when dealing with her. Although tonight he’d make it more about pushing and demanding more than anyone ever had. Her fear of the word submissive concerned him. If he couldn’t get to her on a mental level, they’d never be successful.

He wanted to get to the fantasies she’d harbored all this time. She deserved someone who took the time to savor her, to unpeel the layers and give her the freedom to act out on every sexual desire she’d ever considered. Nothing would be too wicked for Eve.

Chase pulled into the empty parking lot and stopped close to the gate. The headlights from his car highlighted the mist from the lake clinging to the ground. The weather and humidity levels were practically tailor-made tonight. He stepped from the car and breathed in the warm night air. Excitement inside him built. He was anxious to get started.

He strode to the trunk and opened it. He’d planned to haul in his gear before they let Eve out of the car. Murphy and he had discussed the stress she would experience once she realized they were shooting outside, so they would restrain her together. A sort of shock-and-awe treatment.

The spot he’d chosen wasn’t far from the car, so he had everything carried over and set up in less than fifteen minutes. Every muscle pulled taut while he worked, and it had nothing to do with strenuous labor. He’d set the lighting for a shoot a million times. No, it was the woman he was dying to get his hands on and the scene he’d prepared for her.

This part of the anticipation was almost as exciting as the torment he’d soon put her through. The careful planning so he and Murphy could control the scene at all times. There’d be no point in asking for her trust if they couldn’t keep her safe.

The playground was part of a secluded county park on private property that closed at dusk. During the day, the place was packed with boaters and families enjoying the outdoors. Tonight not a soul could be found for miles. The lone security guard wouldn’t come near this area for hours. Not that Eve would know that.

Chase checked over all of his gear one last time to ensure all the settings were correct before heading back to the car.

As he approached the rear door, he noticed Murphy’s hand between Eve’s lush thighs. He’d known his friend wouldn’t keep his hands off her, and he didn’t blame him a bit. He knew the deal not to give her the release she’d beg for.

That would come much later.


Eve whimpered at the third finger Murphy sank into her drenched *. He’d been working her for what seemed like forever, and she was on the verge of an out-of-this-world explosion. Her legs shook.

“Oh…Murphy… Please.” She didn’t care for a second about the fact she begged. She’d been strung tight since they’d knocked on her door, and all that mattered now was the release she ached for. How easily they got her to focus solely on what they did to her.

“No, Eve. Not yet. If you come now, then not only will you be punished, but you’ll mess up his photo shoot.”

“Then—” She could barely breathe, let alone speak. “Stop.”

Murphy growled into the soft curve of her neck. “No.”

Eve tossed her head from side to side on his chest, trying to wiggle from his grasp. He only shoved inside her farther. “I can’t—”

“You can and you will,” he insisted.

Suddenly the door on her left side opened and a cool rush of night air swept through the car. Her nipples tightened into points hard as ice. Eve cried out. Not from fear. No, her nipples and pretty much every other inch of bared skin had grown intensely sensitive.

“Murphy, please.”

Immediately, he withdrew his fingers from her sex and left her empty and unfulfilled.

“We’ve already had this talk.”

Eve pushed through the fog in her brain, trying to figure out where she’d gone wrong. It took her a few seconds, but she eventually processed it.

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

Chase chuckled from the vicinity of the open door. “I see that’s going to take some practice. Or at the very least a little discipline.”

Murphy brushed her dress back down, covering her breasts and leaving the fabric to pool at her hips. “C’mon, beautiful, we have a big night ahead of us.”

“Reach for me, Eve.” Chase spoke.

Blindly she reached her arms in the direction of his voice, and he grabbed her hands. She scooted to the edge of the bench seat, and Chase helped her step from the car.

“I don’t suppose you plan to tell me where we are?”

“Nope. But we’re almost there. I’ll take care of you.” Chase’s voice warmed her insides. Murphy had primed her well, and at this rate it wouldn’t take much to set her off.

With her eyes covered, her other senses seemed to sharpen. The smell of the outdoors came on strong. They were not walking on concrete or pavement anymore. In fact she swore she scented pine needles. She’d not paid attention for a second to the trip here, so she had no idea how long they’d been in the car or where they could have gone. Maybe Chase had a cabin or something she didn’t know about.