His fingers went to the laces of her corset and slowly began
to loosen them. Her body heaved a sigh of relief as she inhaled a
deep, relaxing breath.
“ That’s it, Katie, relax and
let Quinn work his magic.”
She loved the rough, dark
timbre of Leo’s voice—its inherent power soothed her rough edges.
She smiled and continued her deep breaths.
“ Yes, Sir.”
“ Now that’s more like it.”
His hands rubbed against his jeans-covered thighs slowly, up and
down their length. Her gaze immediately went to the growing bulge
in his lap, which she tried to avert her eyes away from but
couldn’t. Instead she thought only of kneeling there on the floor
before him and freeing his erection so she could suck him. Her
mouth watered with desire to know his taste. To feel his hand on
her head as he fucked her mouth.
Oh, dear God, she was so
horny.
“ We know you’ve heard of
safe, sane, and consensual. Do you have a safe word?”
She shook her
head.
“ Okay then for tonight you
will use the word ‘red.’ If you use it, all play will stop.
Understood?”
“ Yes, Sir.” Although
stopping was the furthest thing from her mind.
Quinn drew out her laces
one by one before he finally finished releasing her from the corset
and whisked it off her body and tossed it into an empty chair. Cool
air rushed across her skin and her nipples pebbled instantly.
Strong, masculine fingers traced the indented curve of her waist
before sliding up her rounded stomach to cup a plump breast in each
hand. She sighed in pure ecstasy at his touch.
“ Have you ever had your
breasts bound?”
“ No.” Her answer came out
barely a whisper. She found it hard to talk when she couldn’t even
think. Her body felt like it was on fire and her pussy creamed
harder in response. The scent of her heat filled the air around
them and she was certain they could both smell it.
“ There are so many ways I
can work the rope around you, it’s hard to pick just one.” Leo’s
fingers pulled and strummed her aching nipples as he spoke. A sigh
escaped her lips as she arched into his hands, praying he wouldn’t
stop.
“ Take off your skirt.” With
shaky fingers she fumbled with the button and the zipper before
shimmying the skirt down her hips and thighs. Leo scooped her skirt
from the floor and tossed it out of the way.
“ Do you have a favorite
design?” She suspected that some of the Shibari patterns would be,
and she could imagine how sensual he would make her look and feel
tied up in one.
His hands dropped to her
side and he took a step away from her. She looked at Leo in alarm,
who with a simple look reassured her everything was
fine.
Quinn walked over to a
tall cabinet in the corner and opened the front panel to reveal row
after row of coiled rope in every color imaginable.
“ This is our private rope
collection, Katie. Each one has been hand colored with a specific
person or design in mind. He reached in to the top shelf and
removed an exquisite magenta colored strand and moved back toward
her. “This is the one we designed specifically for you, babe. We’ve
been saving it.”
“ You were that sure of me?”
Quinn merely smiled. “You planned tonight?”
“ We’ve been planning tonight
for a long time, sweetheart. We just had to wait until we thought
you were ready.”
She shivered a little from
the cold and from the confidence that these two men had in her.
Could she possibly live up to it? “And you think I’m ready
now?”
“ Yes.” They replied in
unison.
Quinn unfurled the rope
and draped it over her shoulders. The dark burgundy color against
her fair skin stood out stark and beautiful. They were right about
it being a good color for her.
Her favorite dress was in
that exact shade. In fact, last month she’d worn that sexy outfit
to the club and Leo had complimented her on it.
Leo stood from the couch
and paced toward her, stopping mere inches from her nude body. His
fingers grabbed the edges of the rope and pulled