Play With Me(44)

He wrapped the soft rope around her skin, binding her hands together. She wiggled her fingers, and as usual he’d used the perfect amount of tension to keep her blood flowing while making it impossible for her to get free. Push come to shove, she might be able to use her teeth to loosen the knots, but she doubted it. The man was a master at bondage.

Once her wrists were bound, Murphy traced his fingers along her jawline. “You’re very beautiful, Eve. And you did a great job today.”

Her stomach flip-flopped. “Thank you, Sir.”

He replaced his finger with his lips and kissed a trail from jaw to shoulder until she shuddered against him. Apparently satisfied, he nipped at her skin with teeth. Sharp little bites that didn’t break the skin but sent slivers of sensation racing to her clit.

Her breath accelerated and her heart raced. More. Oh she wanted so much more.

Murphy moved around behind her, and she stood immobile now, staring into the depth of Chase’s heated gaze. Warm fingers settled at the small of her back, stroking the small space between the edge of the corset and the waistband of her skirt. The subtle tease drove her wild. When she wanted to scream for more, Murphy finally undid the button on her skirt and slid the zipper down.

Chase lifted his camera and took a few shots while Murphy undressed her.

“As much as I love the corset, it’s got to go. I want to see your pretty pink nipples.” He pulled the laces and loosened the corset and Chase stepped forward to undo the front. Cool air stroked across her skin, tightening her already aching nipples.

Moments later she stood simply clad in fishnet stockings and high heels. She hadn’t been given thigh highs for the shoot today, so her * was still covered, albeit by a wide-open weave of netting.

Chase and Murphy looked at each other and her legs. Obviously they had the same idea as she did. They would have to come off as well. To her surprise, neither made a move to remove them. Instead Chase’s fingers dived at her *, and Murphy eased between the cheeks of her ass.

“No, these won’t be coming off. They’re too damned hot, but adjustments do have to be made.”

Before she responded, they ripped at the threads and her body jerked between them. In a matter of seconds her normal stockings became crotchless.

“Now we have access to both holes,” Chase mocked.

His crude words didn’t offend her. Quite the opposite. The more dirty talk, the wetter she became, and he damned well knew it. They were going to draw this out and tease her to the brink of madness. She could feel the truth of it all the way to her core.

“Are you ready for this, baby?”

Eve shivered at Murphy’s whisper at her ear. He had a way of reaching into her soul and seeing her true feelings.

“Anything, Sir.”

“And a safe word?”

“I don’t need it.” Tension eased from her muscles as they manipulated her body. She’d asked for this and waited impatiently to get it. Tonight she wanted both men penetrating her at the same time.

Murphy let out a deep breath. His warm breath blew across her neck while his hand traveled the curve of her waist and across the slope of her breast. Goose bumps rose along her arms. He followed with a hard pull on her nipple that zinged pleasure from her breast to her *. Her muscles clenched around Chase’s fingers, eliciting a low moan from him.


Satisfaction. Yes. They controlled her pleasure; she created theirs.

“Tease me now and you’ll find yourself across my knees with my belt burning your ass.”

She groaned. Did he have any idea what his threats did to her? It took a force of will she barely had to obey him when the punishments sounded so delicious.

Chase thrust his fingers in her hair, pulling until the sharp pricks of pain blended with the pleasure of his fingers rubbing her clit. This time her moan was muffled when he crushed his mouth to hers. He thrust his tongue between her lips. Brute force shivered between them as he took what he needed.

When he broke free, she stood stunned from his intensity. She loved these men and their commanding ways.

“On the bed,” Murphy demanded from behind her.

Chase stepped from in front of her and gestured toward the bed. “On your knees, head down.”

Eve scrambled across the cool silk sheets and took up the position they desired. She raised her bound hands over her head and pressed her face into the mattress. With her ass thrust in the air, she waited for what was to come.

Big hands wrapped around her hips and dragged her toward the end of the bed. The mattress above her head dipped as one of them took a position in front of her.

Eve held her breath…waiting. What was coming next?

Slowly, her folds were parted and hot breath blew across her exposed flesh. A shudder of pleasure shook Eve’s body. She tried to curl her hands into the sheets to no avail. Minutes passed and nothing changed. She was being held open for someone’s view and nothing else.

Heat and need built in her core, and without thought she wiggled her hips in blatant invitation. A sharp bite to her buttocks followed, reminding her she was not in control. She couldn’t help herself. The waiting drove her crazy, something they were fully aware of.

Cool air from the nearby fan caressed her aching flesh. Her heart raced, blood rushed to her *, and…one of their blazing hot tongues laved her sensitized skin from clit to anus.

She lifted her head on a gasp. Pleasure spiked and pressure mounted behind her clit. One more like that and she’d go off and earn herself another punishment.