For Her Pleasure Page 17

  “Now,” he said.

  He reached over and tugged her towel down her body until it fell in a heap on the floor. She stood there naked, her legs trembling with anticipation.

  He walked over to a bag lying on the floor. A bag she hadn’t noticed until now. A bag that hadn’t been there before.

  He pulled out a length of rope and a knife. Her eyes widened as he turned to her, carrying both with him.

  “Lie down on the bed,” he directed.

  His voice had lost its soothing quality. This was the cop Mac. Not her gentle lover. This was the voice of a man in control. Of a man used to being in control.

  “Don’t make me tell you again,” he said softly.

  She took a shaky step and nearly stumbled. God, she was turned to complete jelly. Moisture pooled between her legs, and she ached to touch herself there, to alleviate the burning vibration she felt.

  Mac gripped her arm and helped her onto the bed. He tumbled her over onto her back then pulled both hands above her head. “Don’t move them.”

  She nodded her understanding. She didn’t trust herself to speak.

  He cut a length of rope from the coil then quickly wrapped it around her wrists. Then he secured the rope and her wrists to the bedpost, effectively trapping her there.

  He stood back and smiled a satisfied smile. “You look beautiful all tied up, at our mercy. How does it feel to know we can do what we want? To know there’s not a damn thing you can do about it?”

  She shivered in response and licked her dry lips. God she needed to come. “Touch me,” she begged.

  “Not a chance, baby. We’ve got all night. I’m not ending things as soon as we’ve started.”

  “Bastard,” she muttered.

  He reached down and smacked her lightly on the pussy. “Watch your mouth.”

  Fire spread through her pelvis, and she jerked at the small blow. Oh God, if only he’d done it a little harder she could have orgasmed right then. She moaned low in her throat.

  He grinned then began cutting another length of rope. Her eyes flickered toward his hands. What would he do with more rope? She was already a prisoner to the bed.

  He took his time coiling the rope around one of her ankles. A long piece dangled and he picked it up and stretched it back toward the head of the bed until her leg was forced high in the air. He spread it as it stretched, making her leg move to the side. Then he secured it tightly to the bedpost.

  He moved to the other side of the bed and repeated the process until she lay there, legs spread, her pussy and ass completely bared.

  “Mac, I can’t stand it, I need to come,” she whispered.

  He leaned forward and kissed her lips, nipping and sucking at her bottom lip. “I love that you’re so receptive to the things we want to do. You know I’d never do anything to scare you. I want this night to be good for you. I know you have fantasies about this. Me and Ryder decided it was time to let them play out for you.”

  She kissed him back, the sting of tears on her lids. God, she loved this man. Trusted him with her whole being.

  Mac backed away to stare at her. Lust blazed in his eyes. Her gaze flickered down to his cock, and she smiled. He was as affected by her new position as she was.

  “Goddamn, Mac. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a gorgeous sight in my life,” Ryder said from the doorway.

  She looked over to see Ryder standing there, toweling his hair dry. He was naked and as aroused as Mac was.

  He dropped the towel and stepped forward. “I hope you’re comfortable, Kit girl, because you’re in for a long night.”

  CHAPTER 6

  Kit swallowed as Ryder came closer to the bed.

  “I swear I don’t know where to start,” Ryder murmured.

  His gaze ripped up and down her bound body.

  “So many possibilities. Your ass. Your pussy. Or I could climb up and take your mouth.”

  She let out a gasp. If they didn’t touch her soon, she was going to go insane. She didn’t care where, but this could not go on.

  “Decide quickly,” Mac drawled. “Because wherever you don’t go is where I’m starting.”

  Ryder crawled onto the bed and positioned himself between her legs. “Hmm, I don’t know what to choose first. She’s got the finest ass and the prettiest pussy I’ve seen in my life.”

  “Ryder!” she said through clenched teeth.

  Mac emitted a deep chuckle then got onto the bed close to her head. “I want to fuck that mouth of yours, baby.”

  She closed her eyes for a second. They were going to torture her. And goddamn if she wouldn’t enjoy every minute of it.

  She opened her eyes to see him standing over her, his legs on either side of her shoulders. He crouched down, his cock brushing across her lips. He fisted his dick in his hand and guided it toward her mouth.

  “Take it, baby. Take it all the way,” Mac encouraged.

  He slid forward, parting her lips with his broad head. She loved the taste of him. So strong and masculine. She ran her tongue down the thick vein on the underside of his penis.

  He twisted his hands in her hair. “I want you to lick my balls, baby. Take it all the way. Stick that pretty tongue of yours out and lick me.”

  She struggled to accommodate his length, but he gave her time, easing further into her mouth until she could feel the puckered skin of his sac against her tongue.

  He groaned as she swirled her tongue and lapped at the skin. He withdrew to give her a breath then sank slowly back in.

  Between her legs, Ryder positioned himself at her ass. The broad head of his dick pressed relentlessly against her opening. Her entire body tensed. She opened her mouth to cry out, but Mac took advantage and pressed home.

  She was buffeted between their bodies, powerless against whatever they chose to do. She reveled in their power and her ability to give up such power to them. In their arms, she was completely safe to be anything and anyone she wanted. She was loved and cherished.

  Mac’s cock slid in and out of her mouth, gently at times, more forcefully at others. He kept her off balance with his pace. Ryder gripped her hips and sank repeatedly into her ass. Then his fingers dipped into her pussy. His thumb brushed her clit and his fingers plunged and explored.

  She cried out as Mac’s cock retreated, but her voice was cut off as he thrust against the back of her throat.

  “Suck me, baby,” he said in a strained voice. “I’m about to come. I want you to come with me. I want you to swallow me whole.”

  Ryder sped up, the friction he created nearly unbearable. His fingers pressed harder, his thumb circled and massaged.

  Mac leaned over her, positioning his cock deeper. He gripped the headboard with his hands and began thrusting into her mouth in earnest.

  Warm, salty spurts filled her mouth. She swallowed quickly then felt her own release build and fan out of control. She bucked wildly against the ropes, straining and pulling. Mac’s thrust became gentle while Ryder’s became more frenzied.

  Mac pulled from her mouth and allowed the last of his ejaculation to spill onto her chin. Then he rolled off her and Ryder leaned further into her. At the last possible moment, he ripped himself from her ass and held his straining cock to her belly, spilling his seed over her smooth skin.

  He melted against her for a long moment before moving back. He stood beside the bed as Mac did and they both looked her over, desire and approval glittering in their eyes.

  “I love the way you look, all tied up, our cum on you,” Mac growled. “You’re the sexiest thing I’ve seen in my life.”

  “You got that right,” Ryder breathed.

  “Are you all right, Kit?” Mac asked. He leaned over to check the ropes around her ankles and wrists.

  She nodded, still too numb from her orgasm to speak.

  He kissed her forehead then sauntered across the room, Ryder right behind him. They pulled on their clothes and left the room.

  She crinkled her forehead. Where the hell were they
going? Probably to get something to clean her up. They always took care of her. She could feel the cum on her chin so close to her mouth. And on her belly. Some had even splattered onto her breasts.

  She smiled. How primitive it made her feel. Never in a million years could she explain the sensation, but she got an indecent thrill from them marking her, putting their stamp of possession on her.

  When several minutes passed, she began to wonder what the hell was taking them so long.

  “Mac?” she called out.

  The ropes weren’t uncomfortable, but she felt vulnerable here alone, trussed up like a Christmas turkey.

  A few seconds later, Mac stuck his head in the door. “Yes, baby?”

  “What are you doing?” she asked.

  “Drinking a beer with Ryder and watching TV.”

  She stared at him in disbelief. “What?”

  He smiled, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Hush, baby. Ryder and I will be back in awhile. We like the idea of you being there unable to move, having to wait for us to come back.” His voice dropped lower. “Wondering what we’ll choose to do next.”

  She swallowed hard. Holy moly. They were taking this to entirely new limits. Before their role playing had been fairly short-lived. She’d spent plenty of time in cuffs, one of their favorite scenarios, but never had they left her to go do something else.

  Mac disappeared back into the living room, and Kit lay there, her pussy already throbbing again. Her breath came in ragged spurts as she imagined what they would do next. She was so turned on, she could go off like a rocket at any second.

  She forced herself to relax. As much as she could in the ropes that bound her. She closed her eyes and relived the exotic experience of being tied hand and foot and fucked senseless by both men at the same time. A smile curved her lips upward. She could die tonight and go a very happy woman.

  She must have dozed because the next thing she knew, she was being shaken awake by Mac. She opened her eyes to see both men standing over her, naked again. Very aroused. She licked her lips. She couldn’t help it.

  “Have a nice rest, darlin’?”

  “Mmm hmm.”

  She tried to stretch but the ropes pulled her up quick.

  Mac leaned over in concern. “Are they hurting you, Kit?”

  She smiled and shook her head. If he only knew how very much she liked the little game they’d come up with for their last night in the hotel.

  Mac climbed up on the bed and positioned himself at the junction of her thighs. He curled his hands around her buttocks and placed his cock at her pussy entrance.

  “I love the way your body sways with the ropes,” he said tightly. “The way you can’t move. How you’re so spread out for me. So perfect and beautiful.”

  He slid inside her in one stroke. God he felt so good. Ryder smoothed a thumb over her chin, a smirk on his face when he felt the dried evidence of Mac’s ejaculation. Then his hand went to her stomach and breasts where he’d spilled himself on her.

  Mac didn’t play around this time. He began a hard pace and set her pussy on fire. Ryder bent over to suck at her nipples, alternating between the two taut peaks.

  This was no sweet lovemaking session. This was raw sex. Her orgasm flashed on her with breathtaking speed. She’d never gotten off so fast before, but within a minute she was panting and screaming Mac’s name.

  “Move,” Mac said in a guttural voice.

  Ryder stood back while Mac tore himself from her spasming pussy. He rolled away and came to stand on the side of the bed where Ryder had stood seconds before.

  As Ryder moved to take his place, Mac positioned himself at her head.

  “Open your mouth, baby.”

  She obeyed and he pumped his hand over his cock. He leaned forward, placing the tip close to her lips. Once, twice he jerked then a hot jet of semen hit the inside of her cheek.

  Ryder thrust into her as Mac pumped his seed into her mouth.

  “Swallow,” Mac whispered. “Every drop.”

  Again, she obeyed. He caressed her cheek with his hand. “Good girl, baby.”

  The bed rocked and swayed as Ryder worked his way in and out of her pussy. She was so sensitive after the mind-blowing orgasm she’d experienced with Mac. Too sensitive. She felt every thrust of Ryder’s cock in every nerve ending.

  “Take care of her,” Ryder grunted at Mac as he pulled out and stood up next to the bed.

  Mac moved down and slipped a hand to her quivering pussy. He fingered her, swirling around her entrance, tweaking her clit then sinking his fingers deep.

  Ryder assumed Mac’s earlier position, his cock gripped tightly in his hand. “Open,” he said.

  She opened her mouth and he jerked at his dick, directing it past her waiting lips. A warm flood filled her mouth, and she marveled at the difference in Mac’s and Ryder’s tastes.

  As Ryder continued to direct his cum into her mouth, Mac bent and sucked her clit into his mouth. Impossibly, a second orgasm blew over her like a bolt of lightning. She nearly choked on the fluid in her mouth as she cried out.

  “Don’t swallow,” Ryder commanded. “Let it spill out of your mouth. I want to watch it run down your lips.”

  She allowed it to leak over her lips and down the side of her face, watching as Ryder’s eyes roved over her.

  “You are so damned sexy,” he said hoarsely. “You’re every man’s wet dream come to life.”

  He reached over to untie her hands. Mac walked to the other side and began untying her legs. Then he scooped her up and carried her to the bathroom. He held her in his arms while they showered then carried her back to the bed where Ryder was waiting.

  He laid her on the mattress then pulled her arms up to once more tie them above her head. But this time he left her legs free.

  “Get some rest, baby. We’ll be back.”

  Kit turned on her side and curled her legs up to her chest. She sighed with contentment and closed her eyes again. Three more times they’d come to her, bringing her to unbelievable heights. Each time they’d made her wait, leaving then returning to surprise her with what came next.

  She was exhausted, her body sated. Mac crawled into bed beside her, fresh from another shower. Tenderly, he enfolded her into his arms and pulled her close.

  She cuddled against him, loving his warmth, his strength. Maybe she’d never get over the feeling of being so fortunate. Surely everyone wasn’t as happy and as cherished as she was. After waiting for so long, she finally felt complete.

  The bed dipped and Ryder pressed his body against her back. He ran a hand over her waist down to her ass, smoothing over the tender skin that had endured so much use that night.

  “You’re incredible, Kit,” he whispered.

  She reached between her and Mac, down to where his cock pressed into the V of her legs.

  “Baby, don’t,” he muttered. “We’ve been too hard on you as it is.”

  She smiled and guided his cock into the folds of her pussy. “Please.”

  It was the soft-uttered “please” that seemed to do it. He gently pushed up her leg and slid his dick into her wetness. She looked over her shoulder to where Ryder stared at her. “Please,” she said again. And she knew he could refuse her nothing.

  As Mac held her leg up, Ryder used his hand to part her ass cheeks. He nudged and pushed, his movements so careful. He flexed his hips against her and shoved past the resisting muscle of her anus.

  She closed her eyes and laid her head on Mac’s chest. This was heaven. Lying between them, being held so lovingly. They both whispered kisses over her skin as they thrust so lightly into her body.

  Hands smoothed and petted. They murmured words of love and approval. Told her how beautiful she was and how they’d always take