Enlightened [Sexual Magic 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Free

hand into the lined pocket of her peacoat. “Well, hell.”
    “Come on, I’ll walk you to your car.”
    Hand in hand, they strolled up the sidewalk, the silence between them comfortable. Emma could not stop the excitement burning in her. She could not wait to get home and play.
    She wished she could experience it in person. She wanted to really feel the taste of leather on her skin, bow her head in deference, be punished for an infraction. Emma wanted to do all the things she and Joel spent the last few hours discussing.
    But below that, simmering beneath her excitement, darker thoughts batted at her. The ones she usually kept confined in a neat, safe place, only allowed out when she needed to come hard.
    They passed by the three-tiered fountain tinkling on the square. “Wait,” she said and hurried forward. Digging in her purse, she pulled out a handful of coins. Two quarters winked at her beneath the street lights. She inspected them carefully. Both were eagle quarters, and oddly, each had rims painted a brilliant blue. Probably some bored teenager with a fresh bottle of nail polish.
    Perfect.
    She closed her eyes and squeezed the quarters in her hand. “Okay, universe, I’m ready to listen. Help me find my true desires, explore and expand my boundaries.”
    She tossed the quarters into the burbling water and laughed, hugging Joel’s arm.
    “You’re crazy, you know that?”
    “Yep,” she said. “Certifiable.”
    They continued on, past shuttered, closed shops, and she paused every now again to window-shop. A movement shimmered in the reflection of the glass, and she turned her head but saw nothing.
    The skitter of pebbles sounded at the corner of the building. Probably a poor dog looking for something to eat . Her heart swelled at the thought of a lost and shivering animal, and she looked in the direction of the darkened alley, but Joel’s strong fingers held her back.
    “Uh-uh, I’m late, not crazy. We need to pick up the pace or I won’t be sitting for a week.”
    She grinned as she dutifully fell into step next to him. “Sounds like fun.”
    “Ha, just wait until your ass is striped and raw from a beating, then come and tell me how much fun it is.”
    Again, her pussy clenched and spasmed.
    They finally made it to her car, and he settled her inside and hunkered down in the open door. “Promise me a couple of things,” he said.
    Emma tipped her head. “Like what?”
    “First, be extremely careful. You never know what kind of weirdos are out there. And you are kinda naïve.”
    She stuck her tongue out at him. “Second?”
    “Don’t hold back on anything. You have no boundaries, no limits right now. While you’re seeking those, keep an open mind. But don’t be afraid to say no. You might be a sub, Emma, but you are the one in control. Without boundaries, you’ll be ripe for the picking for someone unscrupulous, but I trust you’ll vet anyone before you play. And you know Ryan will.”
    She shivered, and it wasn’t from the chilled November wind. No, it was the ever-growing sense of sexual excitement pushing at her.
    “All right, Joel, I promise.”
    His lips quirked in an almost-embarrassed smile, something she found odd considering everything they’d been discussing tonight. “What?” she demanded.
    He scratched the side of his neck and cleared his throat. “There’s a store on Kepper Street called Satin Secrets. Know it?”
    Her eyes widened, and she felt a responding blush creep over her cheeks. “Yeah.”
    “Good,” he said gruffly. “Go tomorrow and ask for Cherry. Tell her I sent you, you’re a neophyte and in need of direction. Give her a budget, and she’ll take care of the rest.”
    “I can’t do that,” Emma gasped.
    His smile relaxed as he chuckled. “Darlin’, you’re going to be doing much naughtier things than just visiting a sex-toy shop. Think of it as getting your feet wet.”
    Somehow she didn’t think that was the part of her anatomy that would get wet.