Looking him over, I weigh my own feelings and realize that honestly, I do want to be with him much more than I want to fight with him. Deciding I can uncover all the mysteries that are Trick later, I shed my sweater and jeans, then my underwear and glance over to find him naked, beautiful, and fully erect. When he looks at me, his eyes are dark blue and intent. He crooks a finger, and I walk to him.
Bending his head toward mine, he says, “I’ll take a kiss.”
“So take one, warlord,” I tease.
The corner of his mouth rises, then he moves his lips close to mine. “Come on.”
Deep down I love that a kiss from me seems so valuable to him. My fingers touch his jaw, and I kiss him, tasting him and a hint of whiskey and Coke. His hand cups my breast and squeezes, the kiss turning rougher.
My breathing’s ragged by the time he pushes me back onto the bed. Within moments, his hand between my legs has me so aroused I tug on his shoulder, trying to bring him closer. His gaze rakes over my body, my beaded nipples, my stomach, and then where his hand disappears between my thighs.
My clit throbs under his attention, sending ripples of lust and heat through my body. He pauses, licking a finger, tasting me on it, and the corners of his mouth curve up. Then he moves on top of me, pinning my arms above my head and fucking me slowly until I come.
He stares down into my eyes as he thrusts harder and faster, the intensity of his gaze taking my breath away. I move against him and his mouth comes open, his groan deep. His hands slide down and grab my ass, squeezing and raising my pelvis so he can drive deeper. The thrusts against my womb cause me to gasp and grab his shoulders. It feels good to have him inside me.
He kisses me, bruising my lips. “Who do you belong to?”
“You.”
“I’m gonna have you every way there is. And when I want you, what’s your answer?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He tongues my nipple, then sucks it. When he rises up, he grabs my breast and squeezes. “I love your body. Always have. It belongs to me now.” He moves his hand to my hair, gripping it until it hurts. Then he comes while staring into my eyes, and I feel the intensity of his love. It strikes at the heart of me and leaves a mark that feels permanent.
* * *
Trick
My next move is risky as fucking hell, but as stated, I’m going all in.
Every time I’ve withheld information from her, it’s backfired. So far when I’ve let her see the truth, she’s handled it better than expected. This is bigger, but she says she wants the full picture, so I’m going to give it to her.
It’s been a few minutes from the time C sent a text with a picture of some red braided synthetic rope and the message,the circus is coming to town.
“Get up, babe.” Getting out of bed, I stretch, then pull on my jeans.
Laurelyn looks at me for a moment, then rises. When she’s got underwear on, I almost tell her that’s enough clothes for her, but I hold off.
When she reaches for her jeans, I get to them first and shake my head. “We’re coming back to bed.”
Her sparkling green eyes study me a second before she bends down to her small suitcase. She pulls out a silk nightgown that’s a dusky rose color. She slides it over her head, and it flutters down to her upper thighs. The wispy straps rest on her shoulders, and her nipples poke against the thin fabric. My cock takes an immediate interest, noting the silk’s color matches her pussy.
“What? You were hoping for garter belts and thong panties?”
“If I wanted you in garter belts and a thong, that’s what you’d be in.” Walking over, I push her back against the wall and kiss her until I remember that if I don’t get moving, we’ll miss the show. Drawing back, I take a slow breath and grab her hand. “I like what you’re wearing.”
C’s got Zoe in the guest room down the hall, so I lead Laurelyn to it. The door’s ajar when we reach it, and I give it a small push so it drifts all the way open, giving us a better view.
Zoe’s on her back. Her arms are tied to the corners of the bed on either side of her head. So are her legs, which means they’re spread open and hoisted up. She’s gagged and blindfolded. C’s got the night locked down for himself. He can do whatever he wants. At the moment, C’s sucking on her tits while he rubs his cock over her clit.
I pull Laurelyn in front of me, so she can watch.
She sucks in a little gasp, then whispers, “What are we doing?”
