voracious appetite. He glanced over at his sleeping friend. Santos only wished he’d seen Jane first. She was the kind of woman he could almost see himself settling down with.
“Jane, tell me your fantasies.” Santos stroked the curve of her jaw with one finger. “What turns you on?”
Her emerald eyes opened, and she looked toward the rumpled bed.
“I think you’ve already figured out that part.”
“No. I want to know your deepest, darkest fantasies.” He poured her a glass of champagne. “So far we’ve been pretty tame.”
“Tame?” She laughed. “Who are you trying to kid?”
Picking up another cube of cheddar, she popped it into her mouth. Santos could barely tear his gaze from her plump lips.
“Antonio mentioned you enjoy bondage games.”
“Oh, yes. I do very much.”
“So, you would like us to tie you up.” He ran his finger down her throat. “And do what?”
“Well.” Her brow furrowed. A slow blush moved across her face. “You know, the usual.”
She intrigued him. Her appetites were enormous yet her sexual repertoire was somewhat limited.
“Do you want to take the submissive role?”
“Yes.”
Beneath his fingertip, her pulse increased. Her voice was slightly breathy.
“You will obey our commands?” He pulled his hand away from her.
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, master.”
He liked the way she said it. Soft, needy. Even without touching her she was becoming aroused. Where had this woman been all his life?
“Do you want us to fuck you?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want us to eat your pussy?”
Her gulp was audible. Instead of speaking she nodded.
“And you will suck our cocks.”
Her tongue slipped out to dampen her lips. Heat pooled in his cock.
“When you misbehave we will spank your beautiful ass.” He leaned back, easing the pressure on his groin. “I will turn you over my knee and paddle your rear until it is bright pink.”
Her breathing hitched.
“We will enjoy paddling you.” He paused, for a moment. “I will enjoy fucking you with a dildo…or two. I believe we have some plugs around here too.”
Her eyes bulged.
Santos smothered a smile. Rising, he walked to a tall secretary and opened the upper doors. A variety of sexual toys hung from hooks and were stacked on the shelves. He heard a sharp intake of breath behind him. Taking his time, he selected a pair of handcuffs and a variety of colorful scarves.
When he faced Jane, her big eyes were glued to what he held. He didn’t miss the tightening of her thighs.
“Go to the bed, Beauty.”
Jane scrambled out of her chair. Clutching her robe, she hustled over to stand beside the bed. As he moved closer, her knuckles turned white. Even through the thin silk her nipples created sharp little points.
This was going to be fun.
Chapter Six
Before Jane could comprehend was happening, one cuff was secured to her wrist then the other secured her hands behind her back.
“What’s going on?” Antonio yawned.
“Our slave has requested we bind her and do with her what we will.” Santos spoke.
“Is that so?” She heard Antonio moving in the bed. “Then I think we need to oblige.”
Santos gripped the cuffs, forcing her to turn around. Antonio was still on the bed though he’d kicked off the sheets. Mischief lurked in his eyes.
“Remember,” Santos’s voice was deep in her ear. “If you want to stop at any time just say so. You are in charge. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
The soft whisk of metal on metal sounded near her ear before Santos’s hand appeared holding a wicked looking knife. He wrapped his arms around her, the blade coming to rest against her silk covered belly.
Her knees trembled as the blade dipped behind the silk tie that held her robe closed. The blade severed the cloth with ease. Her robe opened and goose bumps broke out on her skin.
Antonio’s avid gaze seared her skin and warmth blossomed between her thighs. His cock stirred.
Santos slid the blade up the
“Jane, tell me your fantasies.” Santos stroked the curve of her jaw with one finger. “What turns you on?”
Her emerald eyes opened, and she looked toward the rumpled bed.
“I think you’ve already figured out that part.”
“No. I want to know your deepest, darkest fantasies.” He poured her a glass of champagne. “So far we’ve been pretty tame.”
“Tame?” She laughed. “Who are you trying to kid?”
Picking up another cube of cheddar, she popped it into her mouth. Santos could barely tear his gaze from her plump lips.
“Antonio mentioned you enjoy bondage games.”
“Oh, yes. I do very much.”
“So, you would like us to tie you up.” He ran his finger down her throat. “And do what?”
“Well.” Her brow furrowed. A slow blush moved across her face. “You know, the usual.”
She intrigued him. Her appetites were enormous yet her sexual repertoire was somewhat limited.
“Do you want to take the submissive role?”
“Yes.”
Beneath his fingertip, her pulse increased. Her voice was slightly breathy.
“You will obey our commands?” He pulled his hand away from her.
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, master.”
He liked the way she said it. Soft, needy. Even without touching her she was becoming aroused. Where had this woman been all his life?
“Do you want us to fuck you?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want us to eat your pussy?”
Her gulp was audible. Instead of speaking she nodded.
“And you will suck our cocks.”
Her tongue slipped out to dampen her lips. Heat pooled in his cock.
“When you misbehave we will spank your beautiful ass.” He leaned back, easing the pressure on his groin. “I will turn you over my knee and paddle your rear until it is bright pink.”
Her breathing hitched.
“We will enjoy paddling you.” He paused, for a moment. “I will enjoy fucking you with a dildo…or two. I believe we have some plugs around here too.”
Her eyes bulged.
Santos smothered a smile. Rising, he walked to a tall secretary and opened the upper doors. A variety of sexual toys hung from hooks and were stacked on the shelves. He heard a sharp intake of breath behind him. Taking his time, he selected a pair of handcuffs and a variety of colorful scarves.
When he faced Jane, her big eyes were glued to what he held. He didn’t miss the tightening of her thighs.
“Go to the bed, Beauty.”
Jane scrambled out of her chair. Clutching her robe, she hustled over to stand beside the bed. As he moved closer, her knuckles turned white. Even through the thin silk her nipples created sharp little points.
This was going to be fun.
Chapter Six
Before Jane could comprehend was happening, one cuff was secured to her wrist then the other secured her hands behind her back.
“What’s going on?” Antonio yawned.
“Our slave has requested we bind her and do with her what we will.” Santos spoke.
“Is that so?” She heard Antonio moving in the bed. “Then I think we need to oblige.”
Santos gripped the cuffs, forcing her to turn around. Antonio was still on the bed though he’d kicked off the sheets. Mischief lurked in his eyes.
“Remember,” Santos’s voice was deep in her ear. “If you want to stop at any time just say so. You are in charge. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
The soft whisk of metal on metal sounded near her ear before Santos’s hand appeared holding a wicked looking knife. He wrapped his arms around her, the blade coming to rest against her silk covered belly.
Her knees trembled as the blade dipped behind the silk tie that held her robe closed. The blade severed the cloth with ease. Her robe opened and goose bumps broke out on her skin.
Antonio’s avid gaze seared her skin and warmth blossomed between her thighs. His cock stirred.
Santos slid the blade up the
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